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The apartment is quiet when Seunghyun opens the door. No music, no hum of activity. Just the soft stillness of home. Weeks of filming had kept him away, and the silence feels like a promise. He can feel the ache of missing Jiyong, the longing that has built in every sleepless night on set, every call that ended too soon.
He steps inside, shoes discarded, coat hanging neatly, and pauses, letting the calm wash over him. The familiar scents of home mingle with the faint trace of Jiyong: the subtle hint of his peachy, floury, vanilla-rosy scent lingering in the air. It draws him forward, faster than reason, until he reaches the bedroom door.
The door is ajar, and there he is. Jiyong, asleep, naked, a thin, almost transparent sheet draped lightly across him, covering just enough to leave the rest to the imagination. The soft glow of the evening light sketches the delicate curve of his collarbones, the swell of his chest, the gentle rise of his hips. Every line, every shadow, pulls Seunghyun closer.
He begins to undress, shedding his clothes with a mix of urgency and reverence, discarding jacket, shirt, and finally pants until he is bare. The sight of Jiyong waiting, even in sleep, drives a low vibrating growl from his chest. Every inch of skin, every soft curve, calls to him.
Seunghyun steps onto the bed, pressing his bare chest against Jiyong’s back. The warmth, the softness, the scent is immediate and intoxicating envelops him. He lowers his head, teeth grazing the nape, tongue flicking lightly, tasting the omega’s skin. Jiyong shivers, a soft whine escaping him as the thin sheet shifts.
-“Seunghyun … I…” Jiyong murmurs, tugging at the sheet, his voice half-protest, half-shy. “I… I need time… to get ready…”
-“Shh,” Seunghyun whispers, lips brushing the shell of his ear, nuzzling the nape again. Hips roll lightly, rutting gently. “You don’t need to get ready. I just need you close.”
Jiyong’s fingers brush weakly at Seunghyun’s chest, hesitating, pushing slightly, but his hips tilt instinctively back, pressing closer. “Baby… please…” Breath hitching, soft moan slipping out.
Seunghyun’s hands glide across his skin, fingers teasing his taut nipples and then heading down circling the sensitive length through the thin sheet. His thumb press gently the head of his length earning him a louder moan from his Omega. Teeth graze the nape again, tongue flicking. Hips grind slowly, deliberately, teasing. “Mine… all mine,” he murmurs “I missed you so much…”
Jiyong trembles, his faint resistance softening as he presses further against Seunghyun: “I… I wanted… to prepare…” His breath shaky, soft whimpers already escaping.
“I know,” Seunghyun whispers, pressing closer, his hips roll, grinding lightly: “I don’t need you ready. I just need… you… here with me.”
Jiyong shivers at his words, pressing chest back against him while soft moans escaping him with each deliberate press and rub from Seunghyun’s hips: “Oppa… I…” Breath hitching, trembles running through him.
Seunghyun shifts rhythm:sliw then fast teasing every shiver, every gasp from him while whispering praises “Good boy… mine… always mine…”. He continue to roll his hips gentle but firm, fingers while one hand is kneading soft hips and the other circling his length pumping at the same pace. Seunghyun sank his teeth in his soft shoulder while singing endless praises: “You feel perfect… naked, trembling… all mine…”. Jiyong shivers lifting his hips slightly to meet his desperately, his soft whine a music to Seunghyun’s ears.
His hips quicken for a few beats, then slow again and Jiyong shivers violently his moans louder: “Oppaaaa… please… ah…” His Alpha’s chest flush to his back set him on fire. He wanted more, wanted faster. His fingers started tugging lightly behind him at Seunghyun’s hair coaxing him to go faster. His earlier resistance melted completely, replaced by surrender and need. Seunghyun groans low, rutting faster, chasing his release while coaxing Jiyong circling, stroking. He kept whispering growls: “Mine… always mine… good boy… come for me baby!” His teeth sank deeper in his sensitive nape.
Jiyong’s release hit him fast and sent him high and quivering, soft whine turning into needy whimpers while his hips kept pressing back trying to get Seunghyun over the edge too. Breath shaky mixed with moans he screamed as a blissful release overcame him: “Oppa… I’m yours… always…”
Seunghyun followed instantly, guttural growl and hips trembling, grinding once twice more until he came all over the soft plush porcelain skin of his omega’s ass. “Mine… always mine baby.” As if reclaiming his territory, his property. Both of them were heaving, soft moans and skin slick with sweat pressed together.
After a long pause, Seunghyun lifted Jiyong still trembling in his arms, carefully carrying him to the bath. He settled him against his chest with his arms wrapping tightly around him. His fingers traced his collarbones down to his sternum all the way to his belly button. It sent chivers accross jiyong’s body but also tickled him at the same time. He hummed as soft thumbs traced his body reverently. Senghyun nuzzled in hair softly leaving kisses along his nape and shoulder. His kindness and love showing in each touch.
“You… should’ve waited,” Jiyong murmured softly, lips obviously pouting while his chest pressed. “I wanted to prepare for you. To properly welcome you”.
Seunghyun brushed his hair from his face, “We’ll reschedule that: Tomorrow night. Date first though since it’s been a while. Then… your proper welcome.” He teased, too tempted by what awaits him tomorrow earning him a light shoulder bump from the omega sitting between his knees. His hands wrapped tightly around him squeezing him tightly while jiyong squeals trying to free himself from his death grip with no avail.
-“I… missed you, you know,” Jiyong finally whispers turning to face Seunghyun, soft tears glimmering, threatening to fall.
-“I missed you,” Seunghyun whispers cupping his face “So much…”
-“I missed you .. MORE,” Jiyong replies defiantly, still pouting. Seunghyun leaned down bringing their lips almost to touching and hovering there defiantly waiting for Jiyong’s to close the gap. Jiyong whimpers into the kiss as he can finally kiss his man after such a long time. They get lost in a deep kiss that was not rushed nor needy. It was a welcome home kiss, where each of them was the other’s home.
Seunghyun hugged him tighter, rocking gently, soft chuckles vibrating from his chest through the younger. “Fine. You win!” To which jiyong smugly smiles widely. “But! we’re here now together and I’m not going anywhere.” Seunghyun continues reassuring his man.
They linger in the bath for a while as the water ripples gently over their slick skin. They sit pressed together, whispered breaths, soft moans and weeks of longing dissolving into this intimacy, closeness, and love.
Seunghyun leans back slightly, holding Jiyong flush against him. “I like this. Just us. I need you, close, like this. Always.” Jiyong exhales, trembling softly at the overwhelming sense of love and warmth he’s feeling: “ I love you so much!” As if He announces to the world and Seunghyun both. He nuzzles him, lips brushing in a passionate kiss. “I love you too my sweet lovely omega. More than anything”.