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It has been 4 and a half years— the calculated remnants of how physically desperate Sunoo has been. Finding the right one means waiting for the right time to have sexual intercourse with each other, Sunoo isn’t sure if that applies to all couples of that category but it indefinitely crusades to Sunghoon. He was the vice president of a super religious club in Highschool that was truthfully just the ultimatum of teenage celibacy. Which Sunoo doesn’t oppose, but continuing that life after graduating both Highschool and college is utterly implausible.
Sunoo doesn’t blame him though, his usual whereabouts as a young boy was Church or kneeling before his bed praying for another faithfully righteous day, which he finds admirable from how graceful he always looks. They are childhood friends turned to lovers. Their relationship commenced after graduation, they were patient and thoughtful but now it’s getting ridiculous. It was only chaste kisses and not a thought about sex during those memorable times, but now they’re grown and employed in financially stable work environments.
The wait should be over, but:
“Marriage, right after we get married I’ll have you gripping the sheets.” Sunghoon attested, looking like he’ll actually consider it. He may seem all pure and innocent, but Sunoo will never know what thoughts cross through that mind of his.
“Are you going to torture me or something?? We would be each other’s first, so that doesn’t sound particularly pleasant…” Sunoo stammered, furrowing a brow seeming extremely concerned.
“I have no idea either, just some questionable lingo I now have engraved in my brain because earlier my coworker was blabbering about this chick he had squirming in the sheets a couple nights ago.”
Sunoo slightly tilted his head, now curious what conversations he and the weirdo coworker would entertain themselves with. He had never heard those phrases before, but they both would rather it be forgotten and move on. They’re both embarrassingly inexperienced that it seems Sunoo regularly dozes himself with the celibacy drug, but the two being together for so long he completely disregarded those sort of things.
“Anyway…” Sunoo pushed his chair closer to his lover, delicately caressing Sunghoon’s fair knuckles, the radiating warmth and soft skin enhances his sheer confidence, “It should happen in the comfort of our own home… Not some mainstream love hotel where the room next to us is on the verge of imploding due to the intemperate waves of roaring pleasure.” He smiled, infectious and certain. A special night between two people that have come this far together.
“I agree… Or maybe you’re projecting because that room next to us will actually be me having you gripping the sheets.” Sunghoon teased, but instead his handsome face worn with a shameless smirk pissed him off more.
“Use that phrase again and I’ll have one eye unsymmetrical to the other.” Sunoo clicked his teeth, a little irked but he couldn't erase the idea of his lover also being excited about it.
Sunghoon abruptly but slowly leaned in, his rapturous, intense perfume infused Sunoo’s nasal. Leaving him unconditional on the next thing that’ll utter from his mouth.
“Your stubbornness is sexy, baby.” His voice was endearing and mellow, but Sunoo’s flushed cheeks ushered further and harder than a disastrous avalanche.
“I think you’re confusing fear with desire…” Sunoo squawked.
Sunghoon watched him hysterically cackle, was he laughing because he seemed romantically humorous or just stupid? He didn’t care because he was riveted with unexplainable love, Sunoo’s enchanting eye smile and whisker cheeks reeled in slow motion, a moving picture Sunghoon would rewind until his vision blacks out yet his sentimental laughter still feeds his ears.
He didn’t want it to end, so he gently entangled his fingers with his and managed until he stitched the incoming tears almost formed by overwhelming joy with a sweep of a finger, slim and soft— perfect between Sunghoon’s broad snug Sunoo is disgustingly familiar with.
The latter opened his eyes, his lover had been gazing into his soul for who knows how long, like Sunoo is a star he figured naming after him.
“What’s your deal?” He scoffed, waiting for a response.
Sunghoon locked the moment into the glorious album amassed in the back of his head then delicately closed the prior distance, their noses touched and nuzzled before he pursed a peck on those speechless lips. Shortly wandering away back a few inches, hoping it’ll be reciprocated.
Sunoo’s heart steeped, deeper and deeper until the sun and living room of their apartment blurred, all eyes on his one and only who was silently descending due to Sunoo’s hesitant response. The kiss was nostalgic, chaste and further mending their cherished love. A flicker of memories infiltrated his heart and mind, growing painfully but pleasantly because it is given by the right person who he resonates with and deeply cares about.
Their eyes, dripping with much fondness, and the distance shortly closed by Sunoo’s hands swallowing the sides of Sunghoon’s sleek cheeks and his puckered, rosy lips feast onto his dumbfounded face. Anticipated with desire and thrill, heated lips deepening into tongues titillating their slushing fragile hearts. Blunt stilettos piercing into their pasty skin from the unexpected sensation, it feels so amazing that it’s difficult to elaborate a conventional version of sloshing their emotions around without fisting their DNA down each other’s throats.
Sunghoon cages him in, both arms shifting Sunoo’s waist to settle onto his lap and his back rests against the armrest of the couch. He abruptly releases, switching to nesting loud kisses and shivering nibbles upon his exposed neck, Sunoo’s back arches unable to keep still, feeling the pleasure all over. His mind blurred, the burn and felicity plummeted a hole into his stomach, twitching under the lewd moans leaking through his bleeding lip after biting down so hard.
“Aah…” Sunoo whines, not at all sated because it hasn’t even been over a minute and his mouth already misses his lover's addictive lips. “Eat me.”
The latter deepens his hips against Sunghoon’s growing bulge, unrealized though his hips uncontrollably grinding upon a pokey surface. Lips eloping in slobbering swirls and slurring of indistinct affirmations. The older abruptly raises his chin, Sunoo’s lips transfer to his neck, kissing, then unexpectedly bites down near his adam's apple. Sunghoon provocatively whines, his relishing grip claws deeper into the latter's hips. His eyes widened, awakened by Sunoo’s desperate thrusting and fervent moans.
He raises his back after licking down on the reddened bite mark, “You are officially mine.” Sunoo bit his bottom lip, eyes cramming back before planting another aggressive kiss on Hoon’s lips.
Sunghoon was awfully entranced, usually he’s able to hold back during their makeout sessions but there’s something in the air today making him want to toss their clothes across the room and pin Sunoo against the couch. He has always resisted, resorting to prompt his religious beliefs before unwarranted lust. Fuck. The room was spinning, and Sunghoon suddenly wanted to stop.
It felt wrong, why though? No man could, especially a man fidelited with Sunoo, guarantee sex after marriage. The embodiment of true beauty was right in front of him, giving himself to him and desperate for a night to remember and Sunghoon had a stupid angel and devil emerging onto both shoulders spamming besetting queries whether they should go all the way or not.
Unanticipatedly, he felt the hurried shift of Sunoo unzipping his pants then his hands jumbled onto Sunghoon’s. Immediate fear, afraid that his lover will become disappointed since it’ll be their first time and the lack of reciprocation in his response will turn Sunoo off, nullifying him that he’ll fall out of love and Sunghoon will never forgive himself.
Shit. “Wait- baby, hold on-” Sunghoon mustered through those swollen lips, his hands briskly stopping Sunoo but he’s clearly out of it.
“I need you. It hurts down there…” Sunoo lowly whimpers, his hands abruptly wrapping around Sunghoon’s jawline, a restless expression staring into his weary soul, “We don’t have to go all the way- or maybe, you’re ready…?”
“Uh- I don’t know…” Sunghoon delayed, holding his breath or he’ll actually combust.
“Maybe…” Sunoo picks himself up, kneeling before Sunghoon with fidgeting fingers, avoiding eye contact and nervously biting his lip before speaking, “I got uh- curious and looked up intimate things to do with your partner without actually having sex and uhm… We can…”
He never expected anything like what Sunoo just pulled, after much consideration the latter awkwardly turned around, his back muscles slightly heaving before he descended his body into an arch, his plump ass elevated right before Sunghoon’s virgin eyes.
His boner enlarged, growing more painful watching Sunoo seductively undress his lower half.
Sunghoon subtly gasped, absentmindedly lifting himself and positioning his front upon his lover’s vulnerable body, his heart and face twitching gently fondling the younger’s silky, fair skin.
His gaze lowered, “You’re so wet…” Sunghoon’s moans melted into his growing bulge, precum penetrating his black Calvin Klein underwear.
Sunoo’s hole was leaking, the whiteness glistening into Sunghoon’s narrowed eyes and he painfully cleared a lump down his throat. Carefully and nervously feeling his trembling fingers against Sunoo’s tight hole, his curvy hips twitching forward Sunghoon and his clammy palms splay against the sofa.
His head plunges into the couch, biting down onto his lip and holding his breath to leash his mewling whines.
“Aah… Sunghoon…”
His aching spine from the bottom of the barrel position extends further toward Sunghoon, his hole pleasantly twitching against the older’s print. Sunoo elevates himself with his hands, averting his helpless gaze behind his shoulder into Sunghoon’s eyes.
“What are you doing?” He heavily breathes, his face softening wet eyes and flushed cheeks.
Sunghoon watches the rushing blush blend into his milky skin, flourishing along his rosy lips and dizzy eyes.
“You’re so beautiful.” The older complimented, leaning down to fasten a kiss around his drooling mouth and gently releases, still staring into Sunoo’s eyes as he loudly gasps. His fingers, long and soft, were inside of Sunoo.
“Wait- Hyung!” The younger called out, his hand desperate to cling onto the leather couch, yet the material makes it unlatchable.
“I’ll give you half of what you want, baby.” Sunghoon smiled, his wetness was a natural lube allowing two fingers to slather into his entrance, eventually his beginning walls swallowed a single finger. Sunghoon rubbed around then swooped his way further, the latter’s fighting whimpers bestowed the older’s desires making him insert another.
Sunoo briefly coughed from this unknown feeling, his ass squirming around his lover’s fingers accidently enabling them to slither deeper, slightly hitting a sweet spot and he audibly gasped with his back muscles flinching.
“This feels weird… I don’t know if I like it or not.”
The latter hesitated, his left hand absentmindedly shuffling to clasp Sunghoon’s wrist, but not stopping him. Suddenly, they exchange dripping stares.
“… So keep going and I may love it.”
In that moment the walls thrashed down and the moon was hit by the sun, radiating and vigorously rising with beauty. In his eyes Sunoo had asked him maybe one of the best things he’s ever heard, their sexual compatibility riveted by unconditional love. Sunghoon didn’t think it would feel this good, if only kissing and intimately touching each other felt this good, how could they resist the real deal that’ll feel great.
“Wait baby, didn’t you want to do something though?” Sunghoon questioned, their reciprocal gaze open each other’s hearts.
“I do… Uh- it’s kind of embarrassing though…” He responded, nervously smiling and drops his head feeling super embarrassed by his position and unforeseen request, “Fuck me between my thighs, please.”
Sunghoon paused, his mouth dryly opening, “Okay…”
Pouring with inevitable thirst, his hips position themselves against Sunoo’s still leaking hole and he unfolds his boner underneath Sunoo’s dick and balls. His cock towered Sunoo’s, near his tip he felt the warm droplets of the younger’s:
“Come…? Sunoo, have you already come?”
The younger muffled into the couch, exasperating, “When you thrusted your fingers inside… I- I didn’t mean to, it’s just-” He wavered.
Abruptly Sunghoon leaned himself near Sunoo’s red face, losing all self-control as he kissed his falling tears away and slid his tongue across his lips, eventually entering his mouth.
“It’s okay.” He kisses, “Nothing to be embarrassed about.” He kisses again.
“Yeah right…” Sunoo scoffed, pulling away and hiding in embarrassment again.
Sunghoon lifted himself up, his eyes engrossed within his lover’s blushing cheeks subtly twitching and waiting for satisfaction. Damn. Sunghoon was seriously one strong soldier, his ass so thick and smooth and ready to be struck with immense pleasure.
Suddenly he became tightly enclosed, finding Sunoo’s legs and feet wrapped around his inclined knees so he could hurry up. His hands aired before Sunoo’s ass, shortly cuffing his cheeks and began to move with consideration. Sunoo is so strong for enduring his wishes and beliefs’, is he magical or something that Sunoo has willingly stayed for this long? Maybe it’s the fondness they’ve cherished for so long between each other, he’s starved himself and Sunoo and he still stayed.
How is that way hotter than what’s happening right now.
Sunoo wants him, he’s been wanting him and Sunghoon wants him too. Mutual obsession and love, it feels so good and overwhelming precious because he has Sunoo all to himself.
“You’re officially mine.”
The latter’s moans were distorted and untactful through Sunghoon’s ears because he was so turned on by the fact that Sunoo is his, the feeling is exhilarating.
His upper-half went limp, gimpy onto Sunoo’s back and his lips smeared across his ripping muscles. His thick thighs tighten around his dick and he feels Sunoo’s hole twitch against his stomach, the older increased his pace and both of their loud moans pulsated through the exposed glass around the kitchen.
“I’m yours.” Sunghoon wavered, finally able to lift himself and his head lowered to his dick shifting in and out between Sunoo’s dripping thighs. The latter began to struggle, his knees trembling and lewd sounds lingering stars encircling Sunghoon’s head, he was hit with a bat and it was Sunoo’s ass smacking against his waist.
It’s so hot, his red ass and red hand prints by his desperate grip embroidered that it’s an ass only he can touch, a precarious and mollifying state only he’s allowed to unveil. Sunghoon thought his face and demeanor were the only addictive thing.
“Oh my God- Sunghoon!”
He went into shock seeing Sunoo push himself into the pleasant sensation, a breeze of light and joy passing through his burning eyes like the heavens gates just opened.
“I’d get on to you for using our heavenly father’s name in vain, but I love you too much-!” Sunghoon exasperated, fastening his reckless pace and holding the latter closer, his head spinning and half-lidded eyes a mist wandering, sweaty hands trying to grip onto a part of Sunoo’s heated body without them slipping off.
“Shut up! And fuck-! Harder!” He loudly whined, tears forming from the enticing pleasure and his wrapped legs around his lover’s unstable position stiffened midair, but his thighs suddenly tighten making Sunghoon struggle, his limit almost reaching.
“Oh my- Sunoo…” Sunghoon finds his index finger lifting Sunoo’s chin, both mouths agape and intently staring, “I want to see your face, I want to see how you look when you come for me.”
Sunoo's eyes turned white, their lips hovering around the tip of the ice burg falling into the avalanche and the younger’s limbs give out, his chest heavily heaving against the surface and Sunghoon closes in, getting some last thrusts in before curving his body beside Sunoo. They both take deep and careful breaths, wondering if sex possibly feels better than this.
“Holy shit…” The older wavered, his lips slightly quivering and his legs trembling under a spinning head.
Suddenly it was cold, legs rather than arms reached over for the older’s comfort and he piled all his heat and pitiful strength on top of him. That was just the climax, the falling action resulted in Sunoo's drastic impatience. Sunghoon hadn’t realized yet, but his eyes eventually focused on the latter trying to remove his shirt but his sticky torso and weak grip made it difficult. He quickly helped him, and tossed away his shirt then removed his own shirt.
Sunoo dragged his chest against Sunghoon’s, their nipples shocking each other’s and the younger’s hole relapsed against the older’s dick, soaked in a sticky essence from their oozing sweat tickling their bones.
“My back- I wanna kiss you.” Sunoo cried, they both positioned Sunghoon against the head of the couch and instantly closed the distance between them.
All the restraint and glorified veneration came crashing down. Lust was one of the things Sunghoon needed to loosen himself up and Sunoo was helping him and he was helping Sunoo. Them agreeing to wait until marriage was just completely foolish.
He watched as Sunoo grinds against his bulge, hesitating at first made him all itchy and desire him more, but now the enthrilling sensation has eased all the itchiness and pain away.
“We can just do this, you don’t have to put it in, I feel really, really good like this.” Sunoo hearkened, it was the tiny bounces that enticed Sunghoon, making him want to tease him more.
His slithering hand transported to his rear end from his sternum, cupping his cheek then rubs two fingers around his entrance. Unexpectedly, both inserted inside leaving him no choice but to clasp his shoulder and his nails bite into his upper back. Loudly moaning and slobbering kisses enhance Sunghoon’s confidence, his soaring self-esteem measured further with his lover burying his face into Sunghoon’s neck.
“Sunoo,” He begins to thrust harder, aggressive and pleasantly, “I can’t hold back anymore, I want to feel you, please.”
Sunghoon hadn’t realized he was particularly begging, this relinquished the latter from vulnerability and the older’s falling tears and docile expression lingered along his racing heart. He has precum leaking, turned on alone from his lover shamelessly begging for him to be inside of Sunoo.
He delicately cupped his cheek, leaning in to sip his tears away and kiss down to his neck, eventually leveling his eyes between Sunghoon’s.
“What happened to the Sunghoon that walked on purple grapes and repented right after making out with me…” Sunoo stopped grinding against his fingers, his hands smoothed down his chest then slid upward his waterfall of tears. So sexually frustrated and overstimulated he couldn’t quit crying, it was so exciting seeing him so vulnerable right under Sunoo’s arms.
He held him close, comforting his lover and gently bit his nose before stopping Sunghoon. His lips rumped against his chin, letting a soft bite ease his trembling.
“I wanna come from your dick, I’m ready, baby.” The younger consoled, he strapped Sunghoon’s hands to his side and licked down his nipples from his respiring Adam’s apple.
The older one shook with pleasure and overstimulation, he didn’t want to seem weak at the moment but Sunoo overran his self-assurance. He let him spit all over him, Sunghoon observed his actions, so damn sexy.
“I don’t have a condom though, honey.”
“We’ll be okay, my slick is enough.” Sunoo tittered, lifting his hips and his upper-half instantly collapsed against Sunghoon’s chest trying to manage his dick inside his hole, which still seems tight.
Sunghoon watches him struggle, it’s unbearable because he might get hurt, “Wait- I’ll get a condom.”
“Stay still.” The younger asserted.
He hadn’t even realized it was in, his cock, throbbing and twitching was growing even bigger inside Sunoo. The older gripped onto the ends of the sofa head feeling Sunoo rubs his walls against Sunghoon’s hardened cock, fuck it feels amazing.
“It hurts but feels good at the same t-time…” Sunoo hiccuped all teary eyed, trying to seem dominant and assertive but Sunghoon’s thick and long cock made it impossible.
“What if you get hurt though??” Sunghoon slurred, the latter’s hips rocked back and forth, half-lidded eyes buried into Sunghoon’s neck and his arms tighten around his back, his nails scraping down his broad shoulders.
“It’ll be worth it, I think I’ll die if you pull out right now.”
“The sounds coming out of your mouth… My head can’t stop spinning.” Sunghoon mumbled under his hot breathing.
It was filling him, reaching all his sweet spots that tightened his muscles and forced out lewd moans and shocking mewls from his drooling mouth. From rocking back and forth, he elevated his knees to bounce on Sunghoon’s cock.
“You’re filling me so well-! I can’t stop, Hyung!”
“Sunoo, look at me.” Sunghoon melted, his hands gripped Sunoo’s ass, the left gear fondled and the other smacked it, feeling the recoil bounce against his palm. “Fuck- I’m close-!”
“Me too, agh! I love it so much, Hyung!”
His large cock was hitting, rapidly penetrating his g-spot, the impact rose to his damp bangs making his vision dim every time his hips bounced into Sunghoon’s dick. Sunoo’s hole is probably torn by his impeccable size and he switches to riding him again, his mouth releases unstable heavy breathing feeling his destination around the corner.
“Fuck- fuck me, oh yes! Yes! Hyung, knock me up!”
“Shit- Sunoo-!”
They both held each other close, it was the falling action quickly leading into the final stage. Both bucking their hips forward, wanting more yet their exhaustion hits faster than lightning. They’ve finally absorbed their desires, it was freakishly incredible.
It was no longer cold like the first time, they’re both in each other's arms. Their warmth and lingering promises held on tight, roped together and Sunoo pressed one last kiss before letting himself go. He settled beside Sunghoon, their hands holding on until Sunoo grabs his shirt to put on and carefully rests his head on top of Sunghoon's shoulder.
He deeply sighed, “Let’s do that again.”
Sunghoon audibly gulped, his expression softening but in fear, “I think you broke my dick.”