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Heeseung steps into his apartment, toeing his shoes off and flicking his sweaty hair out of his eyes, gym bag slung over his shoulder.
It's still dark, so Jake probably went right back to sleep after they woke up together and tried to trap Heeseung with sleepy kisses before he managed to extricate himself to go work out.
He carefully makes his way through the doorway, trying to be as quiet as possible, only to hear the quick shuffle of feet and see Jake pop out of their bedroom. His hair is mussed and he’s still in his loose sleep clothes, but his cheeks are pink and slightly glowing with sweat.
Jake closes the distance between them and launches into his arms in no time. Heeseung hesitates and hovers his arms just above him, helpless to stop the grin spreading across his face.
“I'm sweaty, babe,” he laughs, eyes widening as Jake looks up at him, grabby hands firmly dragging his arms down properly around him.
"I know," Jake says, staring belligerently up at him, leaning forward and deliberately rubbing his cheek over the damp fabric of his muscle tee, nudging dangerously close to his armpits. "You can't leave me alone and then send me pictures like that, hyung, god..."
Heeseung swallows and pats Jake's fluffy hair, looking over his slightly puffy face openly showing his want, always making him feel self-conscious in the most satisfying way. “You liked them?” he says.
Jake‘s head pops up from where it was nestling between his pecs, eyes wide and affronted.
“Liked them? Hyung…” he says like he’s whining, but his hands are digging into Heeseung’s hips where they’re pressing him back up against the door, hard enough to make Heeseung softly gasp in the back of his throat.
“It really made me just wanna…” Jake leans up on his tiptoes and shoves his face hard into the side of Heeseung’s sweaty neck, breathing in deep and nuzzling his nose against his damp sensitive skin.
Heeseung gasps and tilts his head back for better access, gently digging his fingers into Jake’s shoulders as his nose and lips drag over the skin, humiliation heating his cheeks and melting down into his stomach.
Jake lets his teeth scrape against his skin and Heeseung squeaks, gently pulling Jake’s head away from his neck. His eyes are a little bit glazed already, like he’s lost just in the smell and taste of Heeseung’s sweaty natural skin. He doesn't protest being interrupted, just blinks up at him until Heeseung yanks him closer and crashes their lips together.
Heeseung can't get enough of him, intoxicated by what Jake makes him feel every single day, breathing hard and desperate as his warm tongue swipes against his own, body heat searing through their clothes as their bodies press flush together.
Jake pulls back first and Heeseung follows him, pouting slightly, but Jake puts a hand on his chest as he stares over his figure again, his pretty brain working like he’s debating whether to give into his desire or not.
Heeseung can’t read his eyes, watching him with rising anticipation before Jake finally dives in, shoving his face right up into Heeseung’s armpit.
“Jake!” he squawks, though he doesn’t know why he’s surprised, embarrassment rushing through his body just as heady as pleasure, suffusing him with heat. He still doesn’t push Jake away, staring down at him with wide eyes.
Jake looks like he’s having the time of his life, eyes glazed as he rubs his face in the damp expanse of Heeseung’s sensitive skin, letting his sloppy puppy tongue hang out and dart out to taste, fitting himself there where Heeseung can never lose him.
Heeseng groans deep in the back of his throat and his knees nearly buckle, his other hand clutching the back of his door to steady himself so his knees don’t fail him and send him crashing to the floor. “Please…,” he quietly wails though he doesn’t even know what he’s asking for, cheeks so, so, hot.
Jake pulls back finally and shakes his head like a dog, grinning at Heeseung and his red cheeks. He’s always so proud of reducing Heeseung to a rare blushy mess, reveling in his privilege of being the first and only person to do so.
“I can’t believe how fucking good you smell,” he says, and all Heeseung can do is stare at him, hoping Jake understands how much he appreciates him even though he looks like a deer in the headlights.
He relaxes a bit when Jake pulls back, only to watch in a trance as he sinks to his knees in front of him.
He wants to run away again, but all he does is stand stock still against their door as Jake hooks his fingers in his waistband and pulls his basketball shorts and boxers down in one go.
Heeseung shivers with the sudden cold, sinking a couple inches lower against the door and squeezes his thighs together like that can cover himself up at all, like Jake hasn’t proven himself over and over again that he wants Heeseung however he is, in any state.
The flood of earlier protests run through his mind and nearly reach his mouth again; he’s dirty, he’s sweaty, it must be gross…
Jake instantly makes them all fly back out of his mind as he groans like he’s about to tuck into a five course meal and shoves his face into Heeseung’s crotch.
“Oh my god!” Heeseung says, voice pitching embarrassingly high, but he can’t help it. He knew Jake had a bit of a thing for smells given how he drank him in after they were covered in cum as if he was satisfied putting his scent all over him like some kind of a dog, but he never thought it went this far.
Jake looks like there’s absolutely no place he would rather be as he rubs his face in Heeseung’s bush like it’s a garden of roses, tongue lolling out again like he doesn't want to miss any part of the sensation before his eyes open and he lazily looks up at Heeseung as his tongue drags down into the seam of his cunt, resting the flat of his tongue against his thick clit already pulsing with blood and lets it rest there like he’s letting the flavors pool on his tongue.
Heeseung is already so, so wet, both with sweat and his body’s immediate conditioned response to Jake on his knees for him, and he has to slap a hand over his mouth to try and contain the noises spilling out.
Jake isn’t moving, just letting the spit pool in his mouth and drinking in every one of Heeseung’s microexpressions. He patiently waits until Heeseung can’t for the life of him help twitching his hips forward, giving in to the pleasure that’s just what he needed for his tense muscles as his clit drags against the soft, wet surface of Jake’s tongue.
"Jaeyun," Heeseung sighs, softer and more reverent this time, leaning down to slide his fingers gently into Jake's messy soft thick hair. His boyfriend looks up at him hungrily, nuzzling even further into his body, keeping his tongue flat and open for him. Heeseung bites his bottom lip, swallowing hard.
It feels so good, but all he can manage to do is roll his hips timidly and gently down onto Jake's waiting tongue, swallowing hard and valiantly pushing past the burning flush of his cheeks. The fire in Jake's eyes obviously isn't satisfied, though, because he runs his hands up the back of Heeseung's thighs and firmly grasps his ass, grabbing the plush swell of his ass and making him squeak, dragging him forward onto him harshly.
Heeseung stumbles and puts more pressure on Jake's head with a stuttered apology, but Jake shakes his head like Heeseung's sense of propriety is ridiculous, using his grip on him to drag his hips all the way across his face.
A stunned breath catches in Heeseung's throat as his thick little dick drags along the flat of his tongue and catches on his top lip before Jake's grip brings him back down to start over again, way too fast for him to keep track of, until all Heeseung can do is try to breath and pant softly and rock forward and back on his heels to keep his balance.
It's already too much, but then Jake groans low under his throat like he's been desperately holding himself back and finally puts his tongue into action, drinking him up like his salty skin is the best thing he's ever tasted, continuing to rock Heeseung on his tongue even though he barely needs any guidance anymore, finally letting go and moving himself into the pleasure of Jake's tongue curling and lips closing around him every grind down.
"Jakey, I'm gonna..." Heeseung trails off and instinctively clutches Jake's head closer to him, blinking the moistness from his eyes.
The wolfish glint in Jake's eyes is his only warning before he presses Heeseung flat up against the door again, pinning him and firmly wrapping his lips around his clit and sucking as he slides his tongue along the underside.
Heeseung whimpers pathetically as he cums against the warm wet of Jake's thick tongue and plush lips, all concept of shame gone from his body as he wraps his fingers in Jake's hair to keeps him there, the pleasure crests and pulses through his body as he massages thim through it.
Heeseung's fingers hurt when he unclenches them, panting and suddenly aware of the new sheen of sweat over his body, too tired and satisfied to feel gross as Jake stands up and tiptoes to kiss him like he needs his mouth as much as he needs the rest of him.
Heeseung instantly responds even though he can’t match the frantic energy vibrating through Jake’s body, wrapping his arms around his waist to hold him close while he tastes himself on his tongue.
Jake's hands fumble with his own clothes between them, leaving him bereft of his body heat for a moment before his now bare hips press up against Heeseung’s, his cock sliding warm and damp into the divot of his hip before he reaches between them and slides it in between Heeseung's thighs, fitting perfectly against his cant and whimpering like a puppy into his mouth as his hips desperately thrust forward, seeking Heeseung's warm sticky heat.
Heeseung shivers and clutches him harder as he presses all up against his sensitive dick every time he slides against him, just shy of raw and sensitive, not enough to hurt but enough to make his muscles shake.
He shoves his hands up under Jake's shirt to get more skin, working up the bravery to squeeze his thighs together more, creating a warm tight space. Jake's erratic thrusts increase until he pulls back to bury his face into Heeseung's neck as he brings their bodies totally flush again, cum spurting all over Heeseung's hole.
Heeseung squeezes his eyes shut and nuzzles his face in Jake's shoulder as his soft small pants fade away, his hips finally stilling against him.
Jake laughs softly as he pulls his head away, staring fondly up at Heeseung's flushed cheeks and wide eyes, so satisfied and sleepy already.
He keeps eye contact as he sinks to his knees yet again, not trying to be intense this time, just softly nuzzling his face back against Heeseung's pussy like it's where he should always be and gently cleaning his own cum dripping off of him with soft licks.