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Jaemin has been hyper and excitable all morning – he usually is when it’s just the two of them together, and even more so when they’re filming something, but he seems particularly amped up today, for some reason. By the time they reach the venue where they’ll be trying out horse riding, Jeno has had to place a firm hand on Jaemin’s thigh in a silent reprimand three separate times because Jaemin insisted on acting up during the ride there.
He’s still in a state of high-tension as the cameras start rolling, moving restlessly as he speaks and making loud, bold declarations about how he just “followed what Jeno wanted” and just generally being a menace. Jeno sighs internally at Jaemin’s antics, but unfortunately, he’s fully aware that he’s too fond of Jaemin to do anything but indulge him.
In truth, it isn’t that Jeno had his heart set on horse riding specifically for this episode, which he tries to clarify by bringing up that he had chosen it over indoor surfing. He’s pleasantly surprised when Jaemin, instead of lamenting over the lack of shirtless Jeno content – something that already earned him a rebuke in the car, so maybe that’s why he didn’t bother – brings up neither of them wanting to get wet despite Jisung’s encouragement.
(Of course, Jaemin immediately does exactly what Jeno expected him to less than ten seconds later when he makes everything about Jeno’s visuals for no clear reason. It’s kind of nice, in a way, to know that he can predict Jaemin’s train of thought so easily, even if it is somewhat embarrassing.
In an attempt to get things back on track, he asks, “Have you ever ridden on a horse before?”
He regrets it moments later when he sees the mischievous spark in Jaemin’s eyes as he says, “Of course I’ve never ridden a horse.” It’s a perfectly innocent answer, but Jeno knows better. He can hear the cocky, “But I have ridden you,” that Jaemin doesn’t say aloud.
In hindsight, he probably should have seen that coming.)
After evading Jaemin’s attempt to turn the episode into a another student-teacher roleplay – which, for the record, he hadn’t minded for the tennis episode because Jaemin is actually good at tennis, as opposed to his unknown skill level when it comes to horse riding – Jeno is happy to meet the horses. Probably not as happy as Jaemin is, because Jaemin starts cooing and taking pictures as soon as he sees them, but Jeno is excited nonetheless.
It’s fun, meeting the horses and asking the instructor question after question, but Jeno is self-aware enough to admit to himself that most of his enjoyment comes from watching Jaemin’s eyes sparkle with delight as he babies and feeds all the horses, much like he does with Luna, Lucy, and Luke. (So he loves seeing his boyfriend coddling cute animals. Sue him.)
Choosing which horse to ride is easy, ultimately, because even though Jaemin says he likes both, Jeno hears him mention the color pink and goes with the blue one for himself unhesitatingly. Neither of them says anything, but Jeno catches Jaemin’s eye and internally preens at the glowing look Jaemin sends his way.
Jaemin volunteers to ride first, and Jeno finds that he’s grateful, because it means he gets to stand back and admire Jaemin looking regal and strong and at home on the horse. It’s hard to believe he’s never done it before, Jeno thinks, because he seems like a natural, with his perfect posture and the easy smile on his face as he praises his horse. He hears Jaemin say “I feel so happy,” and is immediately satisfied, all of a sudden, that they chose this over anything else.
Once it’s his turn, Jeno quickly discovers that he’s not quite at Jaemin’s level as the instructor corrects his posture multiple times and tells him not to kick too hard. Jaemin made it all look so effortless, and Jeno is discovering the hard way that it’s much more difficult than it seems. (He already has thousands of reasons to be in awe of Jaemin, and now he has another to add to his mental list.) Still, after he starts to get the hang of it, he has a nice time riding around at a leisurely pace with Jaemin nearby.
Things take a turn when Jaemin asks about running. Jeno tries very hard to keep his mind from wandering to places it really shouldn’t, but the reality is that Jaemin bouncing up and down is a sight he knows intimately well – it’s impossible to not think about the context in which he usually sees Jaemin doing it at least a little. And Jaemin – in Jeno’s view, anyway, because the instructor does keep correcting him – does it expertly, which is unsurprising, given how much experience he has on Jeno’s cock.
(And when Jaemin says “I feel like I’m getting it but not quite either,” and the instructor says “That’s because it’s your first time,” Jeno can see Jaemin just itching to say “No, it isn’t.” Fortunately for everyone involved, he doesn’t – but Jeno knows for a fact that he’ll be hearing about it later.)
Jeno’s attempt is, once again, vastly inferior to Jaemin’s. As he tries in vain to maintain a steady rhythm, he takes a moment to appreciate how talented Jaemin actually is for being able to ride so well – both on and off a horse. Out of the corner of his eye, he can see Jaemin laughing at him, and he can’t even be upset. He’s pretty sure he would laugh too if he could see himself.
It comes as a relief when they finally make their way to a new location for the last part of the episode. As the cameras are getting set up again, Jaemin saunters over to Jeno with a look on his face that can only mean trouble.
“What is it?” Jeno asks warily.
Jaemin widens his eyes in faux innocence. “Nothing! I just thought maybe we could have a bet for the game.”
Jeno is half-afraid to hear the answer but he asks anyway. “And the reason you aren’t waiting for filming to start before setting the terms is...?”
“Well,” Jaemin says, batting his eyelashes coyly (never a good sign for Jeno’s sanity), “I just thought it would be fitting that if you win this riding contest, then I should ride you as a reward.”
“Of course you did,” Jeno says, willing himself not to react outwardly. It’s taken years of working on his self-control, but he’s learned that not giving Jaemin a reaction until the right moment is always worth it. “And what about if you win?”
Jaemin’s eyes glitter devilishly. “Then you have to mount me and breed me, obviously.”
“Obviously,” Jeno echoes, his mouth dry. “Do I not get to breed you if I win, then?”
“Win first and maybe you’ll find out,” Jaemin says, blowing Jeno a kiss and winking before trotting away to get into position for when the cameras begin rolling again.
“Little minx,” Jeno mutters under his breath, but it’s not like he’s actually upset. He resolves to win the race so he can treat himself to Jaemin riding him and getting Jaemin on all fours. He’s nothing if not a generous lover, after all – he can give them both what they want.
He has a feeling Jaemin knows exactly what he’s planning, too, because Jaemin is suspiciously uncompetitive during his turn, only half-heartedly spurring his horse on and smiling even when he’s told he was almost twenty seconds slower than Jeno. And truthfully, Jeno’s anticipation starts to build from the moment they dismount, but he forces himself to stay calm as Jaemin feeds the horses again, as they do their outro together, as they finally head back to the apartment.
Once the door is locked behind them, Jeno still holds himself back, because he knows Jaemin will want to check on the babies first. So while Jaemin is busy making sure the cats’ food and water is topped up, Jeno makes a beeline for the bedroom and sits back against the headboard to wait.
When Jaemin finally walks in, Jeno is already half-hard just from thinking about what’s to come, and as Jaemin draws closer, Jeno can’t hide his physical reaction when he sees that Jaemin has rid himself of his pants. Jaemin clearly notices as he climbs onto the bed and crawls towards Jeno on all fours, because his expression turns hungry. “Mm, is this for me?”
“I thought this was supposed to be my reward, not yours,” Jeno says jokingly as Jaemin yanks Jeno’s pants down and wraps his lips around Jeno’s cock eagerly.
Jaemin doesn’t deign to respond, electing to hollow his cheeks and suck instead. Jeno hisses and threads his fingers through Jaemin’s hair, tugging lightly as Jaemin moans. The sensation of Jaemin’s mouth around him is so distracting, Jeno almost doesn’t notice the click of the lube bottle opening and Jaemin reaching behind to open himself up with his own fingers.
“F-Fuck,” Jeno breathes, “you’re so gorgeous, sweetheart, so perfect for me.”
Jaemin hums around his cock, licking a stripe along a vein before pulling off with an obscene pop, his lips slick and shiny. “Still think this wasn’t part of your reward too?”
Jeno shakes his head as Jaemin lifts himself onto his knees and straddles Jeno’s lap. “You’re such a brat.” He accentuates his point with a sharp slap to Jaemin’s ass – he’s pleased to see Jaemin’s cock leap at the contact.
“You love it,” Jaemin says smugly, and before Jeno can confirm or deny that, he leans in to kiss Jeno while carefully lowering himself onto Jeno’s cock.
“Baby,” Jeno groans into the kiss, gripping Jaemin’s waist as he bucks his hips up involuntarily. “Feels so, you feel so good.”
Jaemin starts bouncing on Jeno’s cock, his hands on Jeno’s shoulders as he throws his head back and lets out little gasps every time he sinks down. “K-Kept thinking about this,” he pants, his eyes slightly glazed as he meets Jeno’s gaze. “On, on the horse, I – ah! – I wanted this s-so bad.”
“Me too,” Jeno says, stroking Jaemin’s hips with his thumbs. “You were, were so good at it. Kept thinking of you just like this, taking my cock so well. My perfect little doll.”
“Not – not my first time,” Jaemin says breathlessly. He’s still maintaining a steady rhythm even as his ministrations grow more fervent. Jeno can feel himself drawing closer to orgasm, helped along by how sexy Jaemin looks like this, tears clinging to his lashes as he fucks himself harder.
“You gonna come, sweetheart?” Jeno asks, beginning to roll his hips up in time with Jaemin’s movements.
Jaemin mewls and wraps his arms more tightly around Jeno’s shoulders. “W-Wanna be full first,” he whispers, his lips finding Jeno’s mouth again. “Want, want your babies, oppa.”
And how can Jeno deny him when he’s asking so sweetly? He fucks into Jaemin more vigorously, groaning as Jaemin clenches around him. “So tight,” he manages to say. “Such a, fuck, such a greedy pussy. Gonna fill you up till you’re pregnant.”
His hips stutter to a halt as he says it, and he spills inside Jaemin with a groan. That pushes Jaemin over the edge, and he comes with a cry of Jeno’s name, collapsing onto Jeno’s chest and burying his face in Jeno’s neck.
Jeno strokes his hair soothingly and turns them so they’re lying on their sides. He doesn’t bother pulling out – he knows from experience that Jaemin won’t let him.
Sure enough, Jaemin is content to just lie in Jeno’s embrace, recovering from his intense orgasm. “Just so you know, you might have won, but I’m still a better rider than you,” he says eventually. His eyes are closed, but there’s a smile on his lips.
“Not gonna argue with that,” Jeno says with a laugh, pressing a kiss to Jaemin’s temple. “I’m better at mounting you, anyway.”
“Oh, really?” Jeno can feel Jaemin’s cock twitch feebly between their bodies, and his own reacts in response. “Can you prove it?”
Jeno grins and pulls him in for another kiss, already starting to rut his hips forward. “Oh, baby. You bet I can.”