Work Text:
It was a long day and Romero smelled like the airport air and the chewing gum he spit out ten minutes ago, also a little bit of alcohol was noticable.The later was Lisandro's fault. The argentin was happy that they won the World Cup but he was tired as fuck. He took off his shoes and put away the black sunglasses wich rested on top of his head. Son walked around the corner in just a big white t-shirt and boxers. "Baby, go shower please." His voice was also sleepy just as his eyes told Cuti that Heungmin was about to fall asleep when he got home. He did so and took a quick shower to free him self from the smell. He followed Heungmin's example and stayed in a boxers and t-shirt. Cuti slipped into bet next to the korean wraping his arm around him tightly. Son sighed and turned to face Romero.
"I missed you." He said and pushed his lips to Cuti's lazily. "I missed you too, carino."
In the morning Cuti woke up to Son kissing his face all over to wake him up. "Finaly, you slept for a long time." He said with a big smille on his face. The argentin returned the smille with still drosy eyes. "Yeah, I was tired." Romero pulled in Son for a kiss while one of his hands went under the korean’s t-shirt to stroke his side. It didn’t take long for Heungmin to kiss back and move into the argentin’s lap. The kiss was wet and it almost drowned Son. Cuti broke away for a little air and took off Heungmin’s t-shirt tossing it aside. The morning air hit his body and got goosebumps all over. The argentine chukeled deeply and looked over his body noticing the bluge on Heungmin’s shorts.
Son felt a little bit emberressed about how easly Romero got him excited but it didn’t seemed to bother the man, it was more amuesing to him. Cuti descided to ignor it for now and pulled Heungmin into a nother kiss by his face, his other arm kept himself up. He slowly pushed himself up to the headboard of the bed so that he can use his other hand. Romero palmed the korean's hard-on. "Cuti, please go easy on me." "Are you sensitive?" "Aha, I haven't done this for quite sometime." The argentine smilled and rubbed it carefuly not to overwhelm Son.
Heungmin definetly enjoyed the light pressure because it draw some small noises from him once in a while. Romero sped up his hand a little to test Son's limits. The korean whined sharply so the other took back from the speed. "Jesus, that much?" He asked, his tone full of amusement and had a cheeky smille to pair it up. Cristian continued in a faster way but with less pressure. Heungmin inhaled sharply as he reached his high finishing. "Good boy." Cuti smirked at the flushed korean. By that time Son felt how hard the argentin was under him so got of setteling between Cristian's legs.
"Hand or..." Romero cut him off sensing his shyness. "Hand is fine." The korean nodded reaching into Cuti's boxers pulling his hard member out stroking it layzly, moveing his hand up and down. He didn't seemed as sensitive as Son was." I stole a t-shirt from you by the way. " "You naughty." Son giggled softly but didn't stopped the movement of his hand. Cristian threw his head back when the pace fastened. His hand reached for Heungmin's cheek. "You're so fucking beautiful." heuttured between grunts. Heungmin's face flushed and pressed his cheek to Cuti's ocasionly twisting his wrist giving extra sensation to Romero.
Soon he reached his climax as well. Romero grabbed a tissu papper and cleaned the korean's hand while placing a light kiss on his cheek.
It felt like an eternity without Heungmin because of the World cup. All thoes games he felt empty when ever he looked forward and didn't see his favorit person there. In Cristian's eyes the Korean was always gorgous but during the matches when it rained he looked exceptionaly beautiful. He could just watch him play for hours.