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As soon as the cameras turned off, Changbin’s arm had already found its way around Hyunjin’s waist. The staff hadn’t even started packing up their things before the older one was pulling him close.
Hyunjin knew exactly where Changbin was headed with this, but this time, he was going to say no. He’d go back to his room, text his girlfriend goodnight, and go to sleep.
But Changbin plays dirty. The moment the door clicked shut, he pressed a sweet kiss to Hyunjin’s cheek — only to slowly trail down to his neck, sucking at his Adam’s apple because he knows exactly how weak that spot makes him, his hands roaming over Hyunjin’s heating body.
That’s why Hyunjin is now on his knees on the couch, gripping the backrest for balance while Changbin pounds into him from behind.
This wasn’t supposed to happen. Hyunjin had promised himself he wouldn’t let it happen again. And yet, here he is, caught in it all over again.
“You’re such a bitch, always ready to spread your legs for me,” Changbin hisses, venomous —but only because he knows exactly how much it turns Hyunjin on. “What would your sweet little girlfriend say if she knew about this? What would she think if she saw you right now, saw how easy you are for me? Hmm?”
Hyunjin’s stomach twists at the words. He feels so fucking guilty, but what good does that do now? Regret doesn’t fix anything.
His cock leaks as it brushes against the back of the couch with every thrust from behind, and Hyunjin hates it. Hates how he drops to his knees whenever Changbin wants him. Hates how the older one’s hands feel on his burning skin. Hates how much he loves being touched by him. And he hates that every word from that stupid, hot mouth is true.
“How do you even fuck your girlfriend with that useless thing between your legs?” Changbin goes on. Hyunjin whimpers. “Do you even know how to use it?”
“Y-yeah…”
“What did I say about lying?” Changbin sneers. “Poor thing — she probably has to do all the work. Or maybe…” he leans in closer to Hyunjin’s ear. “You take it up the ass with her too?”
“No! N-no, that’s not—!” Hyunjin tries to defend himself. Of course not. He’s good in bed — he always satisfies her. Knows how to make her go crazy. He’s a good boyfriend…
God, this is so fucked up. He shouldn’t be here. He should be with his girlfriend — or at least in his room, texting her.
Changbin grabs his jaw and turns his head to the side to look at him. “Baby, you seem distracted.” It should’ve been a soft, sweet line — but Changbin knows exactly what he’s doing. He knows this is so wrong.
“I…” Hyunjin gulps, then whispers the next words, as if saying them out loud would scream his guilt to the world: “I’m close.”
“Hah!” Changbin laughs. “And here I thought for a second that you actually cared about your girlfriend! You really are just a bitch.”
Hyunjin tries not to dwell on those words, but they echo in his mind beyond his control. The noise in his head grows louder and more chaotic, blurred by his approaching orgasm. His stomach coils with the pleasure building inside him, and he can’t take it anymore.
He reaches for his cock, but Changbin quickly moves his hand away and pins it behind his back.
“Ah-ah,” Changbin stops him. “No touching,” he orders — and Hyunjin feels like he’s going to explode from the overwhelming sensations before he can even release them.
His orgasm hits suddenly — and it’s more intense than usual. His cum lands on the grey couch in a stain that won’t be easy to clean —especially not by whoever’s stuck with it tomorrow.
Only when it’s over does Hyunjin realize he’s crying. He hadn’t noticed when the tears started falling.
Changbin pulls out and begins stroking himself quickly while Hyunjin tries to catch his breath. But just before he comes, Changbin thrusts back into Hyunjin, as deep as he can go.
“No, no, no! Don’t— please don’t!” Hyunjin sobs, breaking into tears again.
But it’s too late. Changbin gives one final thrust and comes deep inside him, moaning straight into his ear as he fills him.
Hyunjin sobs again. He hates that he loves it this much. And he hates that Changbin knows it.
It feels like everything only became real now. Like until this moment, Hyunjin hadn’t truly given his body over to him, but this final act made it official. Like it marked him, screamed out what he’d done and what kind of shitty person he is.
Changbin pulls out, but not before pressing a kiss to Hyunjin’s shoulder.
They take turns showering. Hyunjin goes first, Changbin last.
When Changbin comes out, Hyunjin is sitting on the couch, staring down at his hands. It had all been a huge mistake — something he’ll never forgive himself for. He wonders how it’s even possible, why resisting him is always so hard. It’s happened so many times now, he’s not even sure how it’s still going.
Hyunjin knows he’s done something wrong. He knows it, and he knows he has to do better.
Changbin looks at him.
“Wanna sleep with me tonight?”
This is the moment Hyunjin should say no. Right here, he should end all of this, forget it happened, and pretend it never existed.
But deep down, Hyunjin is just a weak man.
“Yeah.”