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Sunoo’s fingers dabbed exploringly as he studied his reflection. His fingers were relentlessly sticky from the gloss. Accepting defeat, he let out an exasperated groan as he stared into the mirror. He screwed the lid closed on the tub of lip balm, opening a drawer just below the sink that was riddled with an absurd amount of neutral colored balms and glosses, as well as a box of tissues, and hurled the product inside with a slam of the drawer that made his shoulders jump.
All the lip products in the world wouldn’t fix this issue.
He heard Sunghoon hiss at the sound from his sprawled position on the couch. He turned towards the lanky man, leaning against the wall as he twirled strands of his hair absentmindedly.
“What’s the matter?” Sunghoon chimed, not bothering to look up from his phone as he asked his question.
“Nothing~” Sunoo let out, lips pouting as he fluffed out more volume into his hair.
Sunghoon threw his head back, his hair reverberating with a bounce as he locked eyes with the younger boy. He raised a questioning brow as he set his phone on the coffee table, next to where his crossed legs rested.
“It’s just my lips, I’m being dramatic.” Sunoo admitted with a wave of his hand as he walked away from the vanity, striding towards the older.
Sunghoon tilted his head to the side, a silent request to elaborate. Sunoo sighed, avoiding eye contact when he spoke again.
“I think I’m running out of products, or have just been staring at myself for too long, I don’t know. I feel like my lips aren’t as…” Sunoo stopped slowly, his eyes briefly meeting Sunghoon from where he looked away.
Sunoo registered the look Sunghoon shot back at him just in time as he looked away from him again.
“Plump.” Sunoo blurted.
Silence.
“Huh?” Sunghoon asked, the deep lull of his voice echoing against the confines of the room.
“Plump. I feel like my lips aren’t as plump as usual.” Sunoo, feeling the embarrassment redden his cheeks. “I think I’ve used so many products that they’ve become immune or something.” Sunoo said again, his gaze dropping to his feet when he spoke.
Sunghoon’s mouth curled as his brows raised in a confused expression.
“Don’t look at me like that!” Sunoo shot.
“Like what?” Sunghoon replied dully.
“Like I don’t have a point! It’s so obvious.”
“Sure it is…” Sunghoon conceded, his eyes widening as he stared at the younger.
“They're barely pink! It’s like they’re void of all color, look!” Sunoo exclaimed before he could think, pouting his lips together as he leaned his face close to Sunghoon.
Sunghoon’s head didn’t move, but his brows shot upwards as his lips minimized to a small part. Sunoo didn’t move as he stilled before Sunghoon’s face. It was only when he saw the older boy’s eyes tethered to his lips that he realized the distance, or lack thereof. A sound hummed from the back of Sunoo’s throat as he jolted backwards, almost losing his balance in the process.
“Sorry! I didn’t mean to, I was just,” Sunoo stuttered over his own words, his hands flying to tidy creases on his shirt that didn’t exist.
Sunghoon only stared mindlessly off, his mind clearly elsewhere. Sunoo sighed, only getting more flustered by the second.
“I’m sorry, I’ll go.” Sunoo sighed as he rounded around the side of the couch, aiming for the door before he felt a warm hand clasp itself around his wrist.
“Wait!” Sunghoon exclaimed, his body leaning towards the younger as his hand reached around Sunoo.
Sunoo turned his head, feeling his brows knit with confusion as he locked eyes with Sunghoon.
“Maybe I can help.” Sunghoon uttered finally.
Sunoo stared down at the older man, feeling his eyes go wide with surprise as he saw a darkness color his expression.
“I can’t imagine how.” Sunoo chuckled, his eyes darting away from Sunghoon’s.
The older’s expression remained unchanged. In fact, his eyes only seemed to harden the longer he stared into Sunoo’s.
“Sit.” Sunghoon commanded. Normally, Sunoo would’ve protested, complained, maybe even give him a light push and a chuckle, but the lack of humor in his tone lulled Sunoo to perch himself just beside where Sunghoon sat; ignoring the way his heart fluttered at the realization that Sunghoon’s grip hadn’t faltered even as Sunoo sat down.
Sunghoon’s tongue slipped out as he coated his lips in saliva, a ravenous look settling itself on his sharp features. Sunoo swallowed hard as he fought to control the twitch in his limbs.
“What lip products have you tried?” Sunghoon asked as if the question would guide him to an answer.
“Lip balm.” Sunoo said plainly.
Sunghoon dropped his head in a nod, eyes still trained on Sunoo’s face.
“Okay…” Sunghoon egged on. “And…?”
“And… some glosses.” Sunoo said following Sunghoon’s tone.
“Mmhmm.” Sunghoon replied, his eyes shifting to the lower half of his face.
Sunoo tried to suppress a chill that rose up his body as Sunghoon's tone darkened further.
“Um, I’ve tried lip tints.”
“Uh-huh…” Sunghoon his voice deep this time as his face leaned closer to Sunoo’s, his eyelids lowered.
Sunoo didn’t notice when he had started to lean in as well.
“I’ve tried…” Sunoo added, his head tilting opposite to how Sunghoon’s began to. “Basically everything at this point.” Sunoo finished, his voice falling to a whisper.
Sunghoon let out an acknowledging groan, his nose brushing against Sunoo’s when he spoke again.
“Have you tried this one?” Sunghoon finished, bridging the distance with a kiss.
Their kiss started gently, their lips sliding slowly against one another. Sunoo managed to hitch in a small breath of air before Sunghoon dove in for more. Sunoo felt his shoulders loosen as he melted into Sunghoon’s lips, feeling Sunghoon’s grip on his wrist loosen.
Sunoo let the older nibble on his lower lip, taking the chance to snake his hands around the collar of Sunghoon’s shirt. By now, Sunghoon’s grip on Sunoo’s wrist was long gone, his hand instead wrapping around Sunoo’s waist while the other rested on top of his shoulder, his thumb tracing gently along Sunoo’s collarbone. Their pace evened as Sunghoon let the brim of his lips cover Sunoo’s lips in saliva, his hands moved alongside the rhythm of his kisses. Sunoo pulled along the collar of his shirt, his neck bobbing with every pause and pulse as they brought each other closer and closer.
Sunghoon snaked his hand down Sunoo’s back, using the strength of his forearm to pull Sunoo’s body against his own. As they were chest to chest, heaving as much air as they could in between intermittent pauses, Sunoo began to open his mouth more. Sunghoon took the opportunity to push his tongue into Sunoo’s mouth. Sunoo reached his own muscle to meet Sunghoon’s, tangling their tongues into a wet mess.
Sunoo arched into Sunghoon’s touch, his legs tangling into Sunghoon’s. Sunghoon kept a hand on Sunoo’s lower back, the other trailing down to Sunoo’s leg and around his thigh. Sunghoon hummed quickly before he pulled away. Before Sunoo could vocalize his protest, Sunghoon lifted him upwards, settling him on top of his lap. Sunghoon reached upwards once more, crashing their lips together desperately. Sunoo tangled one hand into Sunghoon’s hair, moving his head about as he let himself dig more into his lips. He used the other to push Sunghoon’s torso back against the couch, his body beginning to feel the jolts of his anticipation.
He didn’t think as he dug his pelvis down against Sunghoon’s, and before his mind could conjure embarrassment or regret at the action, he heard Sunghoon inhale at the sensation, his hands tracing up the back of Sunoo’s thighs. Sunghoon wrapped his hands around the meat of Sunoo’s thighs in a more controlled squeeze, before he pushed them down, their pelvis’ grinding deeper and slower against each other.
Both of the men broke apart from the kiss with a breathy gasp as a stiffness in Sunghoon’s pants rubbed against the middle of Sunoo. They sat for a moment there, suspended with their breaths caught in their throats, and their eyes shut. Sunoo opened his eyes first, and the sight was entrancing.
Sunghoon’s cheeks were flushed, breathy groans escaping his open mouth as he tried to catch his breath. His tongue was close to lolling out of his mouth, the tip of it just barely visible as it limped just behind his lips. His hair was disheveled, and his head was nearly droopy if it weren’t for Sunoo’s hands holding his head up.
When he saw Sunghoon’s eyes start to open, Sunoo jutted his hip against Sunghoon’s again. Sunghoon’s eyes squinted to a shut, uttering a mewl as his head nuzzled into the crook of Sunoo’s neck.
“Fuck…” Sunghoon managed, his forehead resting on Sunoo’s shoulder. Sunoo caressed his fingers against Sunghoon’s hair, the innocence of the action a stark contrast to the devious thoughts that began to circle his mind.
Sunoo ran his fingers through Sunghoon’s hair once more, stopping at the crown of his head to dig his fingers into his scalp, pulling him away. Sunghoon still looked dazed when they made eye contact, and Sunoo wondered how much more intense he could make that expression.
“Kiss me.” Sunoo ordered.
Sunghoon obeyed with urgency, capturing his lips with an intensity that juxtaposed the lazy weariness with which he had just looked at him. Sunghoon’s fingers dug deeper into Sunoo’s thighs as they kissed. Sunghoon was quick to massage his tongue into Sunoo’s mouth, but Sunoo was just as quick to receive him. As their lips began to smack against one another as they lost themselves in the kiss, Sunoo released the grip his hands had on Sunghoon’s hair, trailing them down his chest and finding a hold on the waistband. Sunghoon hummed as he pulled his head away from the kiss.
“Sunoo-” Sunghoon groaned.
“If you stop, I’ll stop.” Sunoo interrupted.
Sunghoon blinked up at him with widened eyes, his fingers hovering mindlessly above Sunoo’s legs.
“Do you want me to stop?” Sunoo asked, concern laced in his tone as his fingers slipped from their placement on Sunghoon’s pants.
Sunghoon’s hands flew to Sunoo’s wrists, something fierce igniting in his stare. Sunoo froze under his grasp, eyelids beginning to lower as Sunghoon leaned towards him. Sunoo parted his lips expectantly as he waited for the delicious sensation of Sunghoon’s lips to crash into his once more.
Instead, he felt hot wetness slowly drag up his face as Sunghoon began to lick right beneath Sunoo’s bottom lip. Sunoo’s lips parted more with a small gasp, and Sunghoon took the opportunity to trace his tongue delicately around Sunoo’s lips, leaving a coat of saliva glistening the younger’s mouth. When he finished, Sunghoon leaned his head close to Sunoo’s in a whisper.
“Lock the door.”
Sunoo flew off of Sunghoon’s lap with an unparalleled urgency. He walked around the couch, feet pattering quickly as he wrapped his hand around the door handle. He cracked the door open quickly, checking to see if there was anyone outside or nearby. Seeing the outside hallway void of anyone, he shut the door quietly, clicking the lock in place.
“Sunoo…” Sunghoon groaned.
Sunoo whipped his head around. Sunghoon’s head was thrown back against the headrest, one of his hands planted over his face while the shoulder of the opposite arm jerked slowly back and forth. Sunoo felt a smile etch onto his face at the desperation. He crept around the side of the couch, pausing to take in the sight before him.
Sunghoon’s pants were undone lazily, his pants pulled down just enough to give him access to his member. The hand that was previously hidden from Sunoo’s view he could now see was being used to lazily stroke and spread Sunghoon’s already leaking precome down his cock. He let out small breathy groans, his head moving about as his arm snaked around his head, burying his face into his elbow.
Sunoo swallowed the salivation that pooled at the sight as he sat hip to hip next to Sunghoon. He grabbed the underside of the older’s jaw, turning his head towards him. Sunghoon’s arm dropped to his side as he tilted his head.
The flush in his cheeks only deepened as he stared at Sunoo, his mewling increasing as he stroked himself faster. Sunoo’s hand wrapped around Sunghoon’s, stopping his movements. Sunoo leaned forward resting his forehead against Sunghoon’s as his hand crept downwards. Just as he wrapped his hand around Sunghoon’s base, Sunoo closed their distance with a kiss.
Sunoo glided his lips slowly as he brought his hands up and down Sunghoon. Sunghoon’s head swayed into the kiss, his torso melting into Sunoo’s touch. Sunoo could hear Sunghoon humming as he jerked delicately, his lips beginning to lose the precision he’d had mere moments ago. He inhaled deeper through his nose, pulling apart more to catch his breath, Sunoo greeting his lips patiently with every part and pant. Abruptly, Sunghoon pulled apart, this time not going back for more as he held his head close to Sunoo’s, his mouth trying desperately to catch air. Sunoo stopped his movements when he didn’t return, his hand squeezing softly just below his tip.
“Please~” Sunghoon managed with closed eyes, “Keep going, please.”
Sunoo trailed his thumb along the tip, circling slowly. Sunghoon’s chest heaved as he sharply inhaled, his mouth dropping as he whined pathetically.
“I told you,” Sunoo started, his head nuzzling gently against Sunghoon’s. “You stop, I stop.”
Sunghoon peeled his eyes open then, his eyes taking on a pleading expression as small wails escaped with every breath he took. Sunoo didn’t relent as he stared back, his eyes lowered and dangerous as another smirk crept onto his lips. When Sunghoon saw that Sunoo wouldn’t be swayed, he pouted his lips together as he leaned in.
The moment Sunghoon’s lips even grazed Sunoo’s, the younger brought his hand down with a pace as achingly slow as Sunghoon kissed him. Sunghoon didn’t stop, and Sunoo could feel the way the features on the older boy’s face contorted as he chased pleasure through the only way Sunoo would let him. Sunghoon’s desperation began to catch up to his mouth as some semblance of concentration returned to his movements, capturing Sunoo’s bottom lip again. Sunoo responded with quicker strokes, his hands building a steady rhythm.
Seeing what this earned him, Sunghoon clinged for more. He brought his neglected hand up, wrapping it around the base of Sunoo’s throat. He slowed his speed but drooped his mouth, their kisses becoming a blend of touch. Sunghoon brought him closer, breathing into each other's mouths, their tongues licking against each other as they practically drooled into each other's mouths. Sunoo had to devote half of his mind to rewarding Sunghoon’s desperation, the other half getting lost in the lustfulness of their kisses.
When Sunoo felt a gentle pulse in Sunghoon’s cock, his fisting became faster. Sunghoon started to moan into the kisses, his voice going from muted, to breathy, to guttural as Sunoo’s intensity only increased. When Sunghoon’s moans gained a pace that matched Sunoo’s strokes, the older pulled away, dropping his forehead on Sunoo’s shoulder. Sunghoon’s grip on Sunoo’s throat loosened as he fought to catch his breath.
“Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.” Sunghoon whispered quickly, his voice barely audible.
Sunoo was busy catching his own breath, his fingers twitching for more as he continued to hold Sunghoon’s member. Sunghoon’s back heaved up and down, and Sunoo fought to suppress the shivers that wanted to crawl all over his body as he felt Sunghoon’s breath on him.
Without warning, Sunghoon squeezed the hand that was still wrapped around Sunoo’s throat. He brought his head up, sealing Sunoo's lips in another kiss. Though their kiss was messy, Sunoo’s hand was not. He fisted fast and hard along Sunghoon’s length, which only elicited longer and louder moans. Sunoo let out small, constrained whines every time they pulled apart, only to be drowned out by Sunghoon’s groans.
This time it was Sunoo who pulled away. Sunghoon chased his mouth as Sunoo leaned away, but to no avail. Before Sunghoon could complain, he pressed his forehead against Sunoo’s as the younger boy fisted him ruthlessly.
Sunghoon’s hand dropped from Sunoo’s throat, tensing and and limping erratically as it roamed lazily along Sunoo’s clavicle and chest. Sunghoon’s moans started to increase in pitch, seemingly reaching his end.
“S- Suh-” Sunghoon moaned out, “Sunoo… Sunoo-ya-”
Sunoo responded with a small groan as he fisted harder against him. Sunghoon peeled his hand off of Sunoo’s body and at his side for support as he started to raise his hips. It didn’t take long before they were jerking, fucking up into Sunoo’s hand, tiredly attempting to match his pace.
Sunoo’s jaw dropped as he panted. The pair were both panting, Sunoo mimicking Sunghoon’s breathing as if he could swallow the moans as they escaped his mouth. Sunghoon’s whines stayed high pitched when Sunoo reached his head downwards and stuck out his tongue. The hand that he wasn’t using to fuck Sunghoon crept upwards, grabbing a hold of the hem of Sunghoon’s shirt, and lifting it up to reveal his toned abdomen. Finally, Sunoo put his tongue to Sunghoon’s neck, extending a long lick up the side of Sunghoon’s neck. He caught the sweat and exhaustion as it landed on his tongue. Sunghoon fell silent, seemingly from a focus on reaching his peak.
Sunoo’s tongue kept going up and up, until he reached the vertice of his jawline. Quickly, he reached his teeth out, gently pulling along the outer edge of his ear, sending Sunghoon over the edge. Sunghoon dropped his head backwards as he came, Sunoo angling his cock so that at least the majority of the cum would eject onto his stomach. Sunoo made sure to keep his hand moving with only a slightly slower pace as he finished, drawing out the orgasm for as long as possible. Sunghoon was wailing uncontrollably all the while, his head shifting to and from with squinted eyes as he rode out the rush.
Sunoo slowed his movements after a long moment. Once Sunghoon had stopped leaking completely, he stilled his hand. Sunoo pressed small, barely there kisses along his cheeks, but Sunghoon didn’t move, his chest still rising and falling rapidly as he recovered.
As Sunghoon’s breath started to even out, Sunoo slowly unwrapped his hand from Sunghoon’s cock, the older’s breath catching at the loss of heat around his length. Sunoo’s other hand folded the hem of the shirt haphazardly so that it wouldn't fall over the cum on his stomach. Sunoo stood from his seat, aiming towards the vanity. He opened the drawer he had slammed earlier, retrieving the box of tissues.
He strode back to where he just was, pulling out some tissues as he was wiped away at the mess on his stomach. Sunghoon finally curled upwards at the sensation, his stomach flexing as he sat upright. He glanced briefly at the mess on his torso before his eyes shifted to Sunoo. Sunoo looked back, his hands still moving to clean him up. Sunghoon’s blush never left his cheeks, and even though his mouth was closed, his nose was still inhaling shallowly as he stared at Sunoo. stared at the older, who was still thrown out on the couch. Sunoo stared back, breaking the eye contact only a few times to make sure that he was wiping away all traces of ejaculate.
Sunoo tossed the used tissues on the coffee table along with the box before he leaned back into the couch. Sunghoon kept looking at him as he leaned backwards, and it didn’t take long before Sunoo reconnected their eyes.
“What?” Sunoo asked quietly when he noticed Sunghoon’s weren’t focused on the upper part of his face.
“Your lips,” Sunghoon began, his irises rose to meet Sunoo’s head on. “They look good.”
Sunoo inhaled sharply at the observation, rising abruptly and whipping his head to the side, just where the vanity was in view. Even if he wasn’t too close to the vanity, he could see that his lips were significantly changed from before. Now they had that edge to them that he couldn’t find earlier. They had a natural but impressive plumpness, with a shade that teetered right on the line of being natural and artificial.
Sunoo hummed at the sight as he plopped down on his seat again, the older shifting his member back into his pants.
“That’s good.” Sunoo said, bringing a tentative finger up to graze his lips. He looked at the older this time, who wore a puzzled expression as he finished fixing himself up.
“How so?” Sunghoon asked, dropping his hands to the top of his thighs as he waited for an answer.
“We have a new pre-show ritual.” Sunoo replied simply, leaning towards the older.
The older received his request quickly pressing back into the gentle kiss that Sunoo caught him in. He hummed as the younger pulled away, placing a hand on his cheek to keep him close.
“I could get used to that.” Sunghoon whispered slowly.
Sunoo smiled as Sunghoon pressed back into another kiss, his mind already conjuring up other methods to get varying forms of plumpness in his lips. Wondering just how far they could extend this routine, how much they could fit in, how much they could get out of it. Maybe this was for the best anyway, at least their makeup team could have something off of their plate. Especially with the way Sunghoon’s cheeks gained a natural blush during the entire experience, Sunoo got the feeling he wouldn’t be the only one getting a step taken off of his get ready routine.
That time would get taken up either way.