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“So what’s the second theme?”
Hongjoong walked into Seonghwa’s dorm and sat down on a chair in the kitchen, where Seonghwa was preparing something to eat. They had returned from dance practice, both with damp hair after a shower. Seonghwa looked up and smiled happily to see Hongjoong, looking just as comfortable with him as the day before, if not more.
A part of Seonghwa had worried if what happened the day before would change anything in a negative way, but there was no awkwardness or regrets, only eyes lingering a little longer than usual and secretive little smiles shared here and there during dance practice, both having a good physical condition, focused well on their new choreography. He was especially happy to see that Hongjoong came back, asking for more of what they had started exploring together via the Bottom Hongjoong Week.
“It’s called ‘The Substance’”
“Oh?” Hongjoong laughed, lifting an eyebrow. “You didn’t even have to look it up.”
“I was just looking before you arrived,” Seonghwa placed two bowls on the table, second one he had started preparing upon Hongjoong’s arrival. “I was hoping you’d come today.”
Hongjoong smiled with tiny, delighted eyes, a satisfied little smirk appearing on his face as he reached for chopsticks. “Is that so?”
Seonghwa turned around to get another pair of chopsticks from the kitchen drawer, effectively keeping busy to hide his face after his little confession.
“So.. do you have anything in mind for today’s theme?” Hongjoong asked.
“I do have something in mind.”
Hongjoong grinned. “I love how prepared you are for this.”
Seonghwa looked up at Hongjoong with wide eyes. “Bottom Hongjoong Week is serious to me.”
Hongjoong laughed with endeared airy giggles, reaching for another bite. “Alright. What’s gonna be our substance, then?”
“I have this… tea. It’s supposed to be an aphrodisiac. Wooyoung gave it to me as a joke during last tour.”
Hongjoong lifted his eyebrows. “What was the joke?”
“This may solve your problem, hyung, since you never get laid.” Seonghwa said with his best Wooyoung voice, rolling his eyes.
“That brat,” Hongjoong said as his smile widened into a grin. His expression was soft, though, as he regarded Seonghwa. As the eldest hyung, Seonghwa was usually the butt of jokes, getting teased by their dongsaengs, but he never lost his gentle, easy going nature, always taking on the responsibility of caring for all of them, including Hongjoong, when he would forget about himself in his leadership responsibilities. Hongjoong felt his support constantly, like his reliable rock he could always lean on. And the extra care Seonghwa showed for their team, their work and for all members, along with his own side tasks such as songwriting where he wanted to improve himself, Hongjoong knew Seonghwa didn’t have time for such leisures or fun times. Just like Hongjoong.
“That did change though,” Hongjoong said with a soft smile. “I mean. Yesterday.”
“Yeah,” Seonghwa smiled dreamily, his round eyes sparkling with a kind of happiness Hongjoong always wanted to see in them. And he hoped now it was really just because of him, just because of the memory of yesterday.
“You’re feeling okay?” Seonghwa asked then, voice so soft and caring that Hongjoong felt a pang in his heart.
“I feel great..” Hongjoong nodded his head with a reassuring smile, a blush appearing on his cheeks. “You?”
“I feel great, too.” Their eyes lingered for a moment, in that safe, comfortable contact where no more words were needed, just the soft gazes locking and communicating the excitement they felt in their hearts for what they had explored. No regrets, no second guessing, just a flutter in their hearts for the hope for more.
“So I should.. start the kettle then?”
Hongjoong huffed out a laugh. “Go ahead. Do you think it will actually work, though?”
Seonghwa gave Hongjoong a half smile as he pushed the button of the kettle. “We shall try and see.”
“Feel anything yet?” Hongjoong asked as they walked into Seonghwa’s room and he dropped himself onto Seonghwa’s bed, leaning back on his hands.
“Nah,” Seonghwa sat beside Hongjoong. “Maybe it just won’t work.”
“Maybe we could just.. Pretend that it worked.. You know, for the event.” Hongjoong wanted to roll his eyes at himself. Was he really so desperate for this to keep going? That’s what years of yearning did to someone, he supposed.
“We could,” Seonghwa nodded enthusiastically, which eased the part of Hongjoong that was currently cringing at himself. “We could definitely do that. I’ll go get, uh- the bottle.”
Hongjoong watched Seonghwa get up from the bed to his desk drawer, unable to keep himself from watching him from behind with his bottom lip between his teeth, ogling Seonghwa’s broad shoulders, small waist and ass. He smiled to himself dreamily then pushed himself up, taking off his hoodie and placing it aside, brushing down his t-shirt.
“Uh… Hongjoong-ah.”
Hongjoong turned around to see Seonghwa, with a bottle in his hand, and an unmistakable erection in his pants.
“Oh? It worked?”
“Y-yeah..”
“You feel okay?”
“Yeah, just.. It’s really hard. I need..”
“Okay, okay let’s just..” Hongjoong pulled Seonghwa toward the bed and helped him lie down. Seonghwa pulled his t-shirt off his body as Hongjoong reached for his waistband to pull Seonghwa’s pants off. The waistband dragged over his cock and the contact made Seonghwa hiss.
“Sorry, sorry,” Hongjoong crooned, lifting up the waistband to pull the pants down carefully, along with Seonghwa’s underwear. Seonghwa’s cock lay heavy on his abdomen, flushed red and looking painfully hard.
“It’s okay, it’s just.. God, it feels so sensitive it hurts.”
“It’s gonna be okay,” Hongjoong said, getting rid of his own clothes quickly so that they were both naked. “We’ll make it feel good now, yeah?”
A little whine left Seonghwa’s throat as he squirmed in the bed. “Please.. Hongjoongie..”
Hongjoong realized Seonghwa needed something now, so instead of reaching for the lube to stretch himself he decided on a more immediate solution to ease Seonghwa’s predicament.
“Okay,” he scooted closer on his knees and leaned down on his left hand, then wrapped his right around Seonghwa’s cock. Seonghwa whimpered, legs twitching at the contact. It felt so heavy in Hongjoong’s hand, swollen and throbbing, and it looked painful, so Hongjoong didn’t waste any more time. He licked his lips and leaned down, taking the flushed tip into his mouth.
“Oh, god,” Seonghwa moaned, stomach clenching at the contact of Hongjoong’s soft, wet lips on his aching cock. Hongjoong licked around the head and slowly took more of the hard length into his mouth, as far as he could go, then sucked on his way up. Seonghwa’s cock twitched against his tongue and he gripped the bedsheets tightly, trying to keep his hips still. “Oh my god please do that again.”
Hongjoong did, sinking back down then sucking as he went up, swirling his tongue around the leaking tip then taking the entire cock back into the wet, warm heat of his mouth.
“Hongjoong.. I– I think I’m gonna come,” Seonghwa warned. Hongjoong looked up with surprised eyes but he could feel Seonghwa trembling underneath him, his muscles taut and stomach clenching. He picked up his pace, bobbing his head and sucking the cock in his mouth, until Seonghwa shuddered with a moan and came into Hongjoong’s mouth.
“Oh my god,” Seonghwa’s voice was muffled behind his hands. “Fuck.. I’m sorry.. That was so.. Too soon. I couldn’t..”
Hongjoong pulled off, licking his lips, then moved up to lie on his side next to Seonghwa’s sprawled body. “That tea must be the real deal,” Hongjoong chuckled.
Seonghwa lifted his head from the pillow and looked down at his cock, then dropped his head back with a groan, turning to Hongjoong desperately. His cock was still just as hard, lying flushed and leaking on his stomach. Hongjoong would have thought he hadn’t orgasmed, if he couldn’t still taste Seonghwa’s cum on his tongue.
Hongjoong reached for the bottle of lube then, and with a slippery hand he reached for Seonghwa’s cock. He took it into his palm and started stroking slowly, up and down, taking a moment to appreciate the size of it. Seonghwa’s cock was pretty, just like his fingers, just like the rest of him. Hongjoong traced every inch with his fingers as they slid up and down the hard length, almost like getting acquainted with the cock he had fantasized about in his most secret, vulnerable moments, the cock that had filled him up so perfectly the day before.
Seonghwa’s precome leaked from his tip, down his length, meeting Hongjoong’s thumb, and Hongjoong smeared it all around with flicks of his wrist.
“Hongjoong-ah.. I think.. I think it’s getting worse.”
Hongjoong sat up on his knees and reached behind himself, slipping his fingers inside slowly.
“Let me help,” Seonghwa said sitting up, and pulled Hongjoong closer by his hips. Hongjoong scooted closer and placed one leg to Seonghwa’s other side, his ass hovering over Seonghwa’s crotch. When he looked down, Seonghwa looked up, their faces inches apart now. They froze for one moment, and in the next they closed the distance between their mouths, kissing with fervor. Seonghwa rubbed two lubed fingers against Hongjoong’s hole and pushed them inside carefully, feeling the way Hongjoong’s hole opened up around his fingers.
They kissed like that with Seonghwa’s fingers fucking deep into Hongjoong’s ass, until Seonghwa’s stomach convulsed as his cock throbbed painfully, making him whimper into Hongjoong’s lips. Hongjoong broke the kiss to settle himself over Seonghwa’s lap, one arm around his shoulders for balance and the other reaching behind to guide Seonghwa’s cock into his hole.
Seonghwa dropped his head against Hongjoong’s chest and sobbed to feel Hongjoong’s ass around his aching cock, the perfect tightness squeezing him as Hongjoong sunk lower. Seonghwa wrapped his arms around Hongjoong’s waist, clinging tightly and panting against Hongjoong’s skin.
“You feel so fucking good,” Seonghwa whined, “Thank you thank you thank you..”
Hongjoong smiled into Seonghwa’s hair and brushed his fingers through it soothingly. “You’re gonna be okay,” he said, wrapping both arms around Seonghwa’s neck. He sighed to feel that blissful fullness again, the wonderful feeling of being the one to have Seonghwa like this, being the one to make him feel good, feeling just how perfectly he fit inside him. He started moving, up and down, rolling his hips, moaning when that perfect, rock hard cock hit his spot deep inside. Seonghwa’s cock somehow swelled more inside him, the pressure inside his ass felt so good that Hongjoong couldn’t help picking up the speed, grabbing Seonghwa’s shoulder tight and fucking himself on Seonghwa’s cock, bouncing up and down, his own cock hard and slapping against their stomachs as he moved.
“Hongjoong-ah.. Hongjoong–” Seonghwa whimpered with an urgent desperation, gripping Hongjoong’s hips hard, then he flipped them over, rolling Hongjoong onto his back and fucking into him without wasting a second.
“Oh my fucking god,” Hongjoong screamed, his legs parted open and shaking on Seonghwa’s sides as Seonghwa drilled into him, balls slapping against his ass with the force of his thrusts, punching out ah ah ah sounds from Hongjoong. Seonghwa slammed his hips into Hongjoong’s ass and came inside him with a groan, falling down on top of him, his body shaking as his cock kept spilling inside Hongjoong’s clenching hole.
Hongjoong held Seonghwa in his arms on top of him, closing his eyes and just getting lost in the feeling of having Seonghwa like this, lost in ecstasy, because of him. Clinging to him, needing him, wanting him.
A whimper left Seonghwa’s lips as he slowly moved, trying to support himself on his elbows to not crush Hongjoong, then he pressed a few kisses into Hongjoong’s shoulder and looked up with wide, pleading eyes.
“I’m still hard,” Seonghwa whispered, looking like a desperate puppy.
“I can feel that,” Hongjoong smirked, tightening his hole around the cock inside him, still rock hard. “Keep going.”
“Fuck, thankyouthankyou..” Seonghwa started moving again, fucking into Hongjoong’s body, the load of come he’d fucked into Hongjoong oozing out with every wet slide of his cock. Seonghwa buried his face into Hongjoong’s neck, kissing him there and panting into his skin as he rolled his hips deep into Hongjoong, enjoying every moan he got out of him with every deep thrust.
Determined to make Hongjoong come, he positioned himself up on his knees and pulled Hongjoong’s hips up, then started a hard, fast pace, pounding into his ass. The new angle had Hongjoong arching his back and stiffening with every thrust into his hole until his untouched cock twitched and spilled all over his stomach. Seonghwa wrapped a hand around it right away, jerking him off as he fucked him through his orgasm.
Hongjoong’s body melted into Seonghwa’s bed, pliant and twitching with the aftershocks, with Seonghwa’s cock still buried in his ass. “That was.. fucking amazing..”
Seonghwa kept kissing along Hongjoong’s neck, along his collarbones and shoulders, the corner of his parted lips as he tried to catch his breath. After giving Hongjoong a few more moments to cool down, Seonghwa gave an experimental roll of his hips, thrusting slowly into Hongjoong’s pliant body.
Hongjoong whined, but he kept his legs wrapped around Seonghwa’s hips, keeping him there, eyes blinking heavily. Seonghwa kissed his pouty lips and then rolled his hips again, and again, every deep slide of his cock making Hongjoong whimper and shake with overstimulation, sending little electric sparks all over his body.
Seonghwa kept going, picking up the pace, burying his cock into that tight, wet hole over and over again, moaning into Hongjoong’s neck as his cock throbbed inside him. “Need to come again..”
“Mmh..” Hongjoong could only manage, hands weakly grabbing Seonghwa’s biceps, his softened cock lying limp on his stomach, but he spread his legs for Seonghwa to keep going, to keep fucking him, realizing he didn’t want Seonghwa to stop, the overstimulation of his fucked out body feeling too good.
When Seonghwa shivered and came, Hongjoong held him through it, tightening his hole to massage Seonghwa’s aching cock as it pulsed inside him. Hongjoong felt.. almost sad that it was about to be over, so he closed his eyes and enjoyed the last moments of keeping Seonghwa inside. Well, at least they had a whole week of this, he hoped.
Seonghwa pulled out slowly after a while and dropped down next to Hongjoong on the bed, rolling onto his back with a deep sigh. The backs of Seonghwa’s fingers brushed against Hongjoong’s as they lay side by side, and Seonghwa shifted his hand a little to slip his fingers in between Hongjoong’s.
Hongjoong couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face to feel Seonghwa’s hand in his own.
Feeling completely sated and well fucked, his ass leaking two loads of come and his heart full from Seonghwa holding his hand, Hongjoong turned his head to the side. “You okay?” he whispered, looking down Seonghwa’s body to see if everything was back to normal… only to see a fully erect cock standing up proudly.
“You’re still hard?”
Seonghwa lifted his hands up to cover his face. “It’s not going down..”
Hongjoong looked back up at Seonghwa with a worried expression. He didn’t know if he could go another round, maybe he could try something else. But right now he still had Seonghwa’s come leaking out of him and his entire body tingling from being fucked into overstimulation.
“Fuck, okay, hold on for a minute, I’m gonna go clean up real quick,” Hongjoong sighed and rolled himself off the bed, trying to stand on shaky legs. “Fucking hell I can’t feel my legs..”
Seonghwa watched Hongjoong waddle into the bathroom, not missing the way his come was dripping down Hongjoong’s inner thighs. The sight made Seonghwa’s cock jump against his stomach, throbbing painfully, and somehow it was even worse now. Seonghwa wrapped a hand around it and squeezed, trying to ease the ache, whimpering with distress.
“Hongjoongie… it hurts..”
Hongjoong tried to clean himself up quickly in the bathroom, supporting himself with one hand on the counter, the other hand shakily cleaning the come streaks on his thighs. “Hold on just a little,” Hongjoong called to Seonghwa, “I’ll be right back.”
“Hongjoong-ah.. Please..”
“Fuck..” Hongjoong muttered to himself, feeling the total mess of lube and come around his loose hole, still leaking all over his fingers as he tried to clean up. He noticed footsteps approaching, and turned around to see Seonghwa walking into the bathroom with his cock hard and bobbing between his legs.
“It’s so hard, Joongie, please, I need you..”
“Okay, yeah ok– right here? Oh–”
Hongjoong felt Seonghwa pressing behind him, his hands on his waist and then he found himself bent over the counter, with Seonghwa’s cock nudging his loose, wet entrance.
“It hurts so much,” Seonghwa whined and pushed his cock right in.
“Oh fuck,” Hongjoong moaned, griping the counter tightly, breath caught in his throat.
“I’m sorry.. I’m sorry, I need to be inside you so bad.. I’m sorry,” Seonghwa started fucking him, pounding into Hongjoong’s ass. Hongjoong’s eyes rolled back, Seonghwa’s cock back inside him, stimulating all his sensitive spots all over again intensifying those sparks of pleasure, lighting him up from the inside all over again, his cock hardening back up.
Seonghwa wrapped his arms around Hongjoong’s body and kept thrusting into him, pressing his face into the back of Hongjoong’s neck. “You feel so good, you feel so fucking good please let me fuck you a little more..”
“Yes, god, fuck, ngh.” Hongjoong let out, pushing his ass back so Seonghwa could take what he needed while fucking him in that angle that drove Hongjoong insane. Seonghwa gripped Hongjoong’s hips tight and pounded hard into him, a few more insistent thrusts into his prostate had Hongjoong shaking in Seonghwa’s hold and coming all over the counter, his come spurting out with every deep slide of Seonghwa’s cock inside him. Seonghwa thrusted deep once more and stilled, coming deep inside Hongjoong’s ass once again with a groan of relief.
Hongjoong trembled in Seonghwa’s arms, who pressed soft kisses to his shoulders before pulling out. Seonghwa looked down, below the perfect globes of Hongjoong’s ass cheeks, and saw the fresh load he just fucked into Hongjoong spilling down his legs.
“I just finished cleaning up..” Hongjoong chuckled, leaning back against Seonghwa’s body.
“I can’t believe you made me come again.. That.. that’s never happened before.”
Seonghwa held Hongjoong in his arms, who melted back against his chest. “Was it good?”
Hongjoong couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out of him, endorphins running through his entire body. “You’re gonna have to carry me back to bed..”
Seonghwa carried Hongjoong’s pliant body, letting him lay down on the bed on his stomach, completely spent and boneless. Seonghwa couldn’t help appreciating the sight of a naked Hongjoong in his bed, with two round, perky butt cheeks inviting him. He got on the bed and draped himself over Hongjoong’s body, supporting himself up on his elbows and rested his hips against Hongjoong’s ass.
Hongjoong let out a grunt into the bed sheets. “Please don’t tell me you’re still hard..”
Seonghwa rutted against Hongjoong’s ass, his hard length fitting between his cheeks, and kissed across his shoulders.
“Just a little bit..” Seonghwa said between kisses, then he moved one hand down to hold his cock and slowly pushed it back inside Hongjoong. “I think it’s going down..”
Hongjoong chuckled and arched his back as Seonghwa fucked him lazily, with slow thrusts of his hips, every slow slide of Seonghwa’s cock into his oversensitive hole eliciting soft whimpers from his lips, sending jolts of overwhelmed pleasure through his body.
“You like it, don’t you?” Seonghwa said as he kept fucking Hongjoong slowly like that. His cock was a normal hard now, not painfully throbbing, and Seonghwa just enjoyed the slow thrusts into Hongjoong’s body as his desperation ebbed. “I know you like it when I keep fucking you after you’ve come.”
“Mm. Feels good..” Hongjoong drawled, exhaustion slowly weighing heavy. Seonghwa didn’t come again, his balls spent and cock starting to finally soften. He just fucked into Hongjoong lazily a few more times before pulling out and kissing down his back, peppering reverent kisses all across his skin, making Hongjoong giggle sleepily.
Seonghwa lay himself next to Hongjoong in the bed and Hongjoong looked up at him, looking completely fucked out and sated. Seonghwa pulled Hongjoong into his arms, and watched his blissed out face with an enamoured smile, brushing a gentle fingertip over the blush on his cheek.
“Stay here tonight?”
Hongjoong smiled and blinked slowly. “I don’t think I could move if I wanted to.”
Seonghwa chuckled, nuzzling his nose to Hongjoong’s. “We really.. We fucked so much.. I thought my dick was gonna fall off.”
Hongjoong grinned, sliding an arm around Seonghwa’s waist and snuggling into his chest.
“I’m glad it didn’t,” he murmured before he yawned. “I’m not done with you yet.”