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“Achoo!”

Sunoo paused, looking up from his cellphone to examine his boyfriend carefully. Riki had been sniffling and sneezing all morning. He blinked a few times, then hunched forward on the couch and resumed his game.

Sunoo knew he had to approach the situation cautiously. Riki hated getting sick but he hated admitting that he was sick even more. It was difficult convincing him to eat warm broths and porridge instead of his usual protein rich diet and he outright refused any medicine Sunoo tried to give him.

Still, he was determined to take care of him, because Riki would waste away if he didn’t, convinced that he was strong enough to fight the sickness off on his own.

Sunoo knew better than to mention anything just yet. It was far too early to start nagging. Riki would only try to show him how not sick he was by doing something strenuous like working out or going for a run and using up all his precious energy.

No, Sunoo would bide his time until the perfect moment presented itself when Riki was too weak to resist his charms and he could swoop in and save him.

For now, Sunoo had to work on strengthening his own immune system and avoiding his boyfriend as much as he could for the next few days, which was easier said than done because Riki subconsciously got clingier as he lost the battle against germs.

“Where are you going?” He paused the game again, looking up curiously when Sunoo got off his bed.

“I just remembered that I have some new clothes I need to sort through,” Sunoo lied smoothly, trying to slip past the couch.

Riki grabbed his hand and tugged, “Will you come back?”

Sunoo stroked his hand with his thumb.

“I will if I’m done before I get hungry, otherwise I’ll see you at dinner.”

Riki tossed aside his controller and pulled Sunoo onto his lap.

“When did you buy new clothes?” Riki asked, curling his arm around Sunoo’s waist and trapping him in place. “Stay with me. I’ll turn it off.”

Sunoo giggled and ruffled his hair. He loved when Riki’s hair was fluffy and fell over his forehead. The style made his boyfriend look younger and innocent and adorable.

“Don’t be silly,” Sunoo said. “I’m not leaving because of that. I don’t mind if you play your games, baby. You should enjoy your day off. I’m just going to sort through my closet. I’ll see you later.”

Sunoo cupped his chin, and pressed a kiss to his cheek, hoping it wasn’t enough contact to catch Riki’s brewing cold. He hopped off his lap, laughing when Riki refused to let go of his hand until Sunoo shook him off.

It took experience to differentiate between the younger’s usual clinginess and the way he acted when he was getting sick, but Sunoo had years of caring for Riki under his belt.

It was his face that gave him away. The tip of his nose was slightly red, his eyes were slightly puffy and he looked tired. Sunoo gave it three days before he was too sick to get out of bed.

He shot off a quick text to Riki’s mother when he reached his room and shuffled through his vitamins to pull out the ones he needed.

Sunoo
18:57
It’s almost time! Send me strength TTT

Mai
19:00
OMG is Riki proposing??

Sunoo
19:02
WHAT
NO
Riki is getting sick.
No proposal!

Mai
19:04
Aw, that’s a shame. I keep telling him to get serious and lock you down.
Stay strong, honey. I know he’s a handful when he’s sick but just think about how good he is when he isn’t. I’ll send you some things that help when he’s being stubborn.

Sunoo
19:05
Thank you!

Blushing, Sunoo threw his cellphone onto his bed and turned to his closet. He might as well sort through his clothes anyway. A quarter of an hour later, every flat surface of Sunoo’s room was covered in piles of clothing.

He was in the zone, dusting the shelves and wiping down the handles of the drawers. He only had one more to empty before he could sort through his clothes and decide on what to keep and what to give away.

Next, he tackled a heavy box at the bottom of his closet, huffing as he tried to drag it out. What on earth was inside that was so heavy? Sunoo opened the flaps and peered inside curiously. Face burning, he shut the box so quickly a cloud of dust shot into the air, making him sneeze.

The box was filled with old dildos and sexy costumes.

Riki wasn’t averse to using toys in the bedroom. In fact, he loved holding a vibrator against Sunoo’s perineum while he went down on him, pulling out long orgasms and making his thighs tremble. He also liked it when Sunoo was in charge, allowing him to slip a tight cock ring onto his member and teasing him until he cried.

For some reason, he drew the line at dildos, saying that his cock was all Sunoo needed. With its impressive length and girth, and the way it hammered his insides and satisfied him completely every time they made love, Sunoo was inclined to agree.

He never did get around to throwing out his collection, however, too worried that some crazy stalker would dig through their trash and find a gold mine of perversion. He was a healthy male with a normal sex drive and hooking up before he started dating Riki was rare, so he invested in all sorts of shapes and sizes, ribbed and textured, vibrating and rotating - he had a lot of dildos is what he meant.

It wasn’t the toys that caught his eye. It was the costumes underneath them. Halloween costumes from idol parties he attended back in the day. A playboy bunny, complete with a floppy ear headband, a little white dress with a halo that clipped into his hair, and - oh, a secret weapon that would make the next week much more fun than it usually was…

“Where is he?” Jay’s voice called through the dorm, sounding baffled.

“Where is who?” Sunoo peeked over the back of the couch.

“Riki!” Jay said. “He was supposed to help me in the kitchen today.”

“I’ll help you out, Jay hyung," Sunoo volunteered, springing up from the couch.

“That’s nice, Sunoo,” Jay said, rifling through the refrigerator. “But aren’t you worried about your boyfriend’s whereabouts?”

“He’s asleep in my bed,” Sunoo replied, washing his hands at the sink.

“Still?” Jay asked. “He’s twenty-years-old now! He can’t use the ‘growing boy’ excuse anymore.”

“No, no,” Sunoo chuckled. “He’s just - “ He turned to check if the coast was clear, then leaned closer to Jay and whispered, “ - he’s getting sick.”

“Ohhhh,” Jay patted his arm sympathetically. “Well, good luck. He’s going to be even more of a menace now.”

“I think it’s cute,” Sunoo smiled and took the vegetables Jay handed him so he could start washing them.

“Of course you would,” Jay snorted. “He attaches himself to you like a limpet.”

“That’s pretty funny because he does go all limp,” Sunoo giggled softly.

“You want me to sneak in some healthy food?” Jay asked with a grin. “I know how fussy he gets.”

“Oh, yes please!” Sunoo said.

The next hour or so went by smoothly. Sunoo enjoyed cooking with Jay. His hyung didn’t trust his cooking abilities so he gave him the easiest tasks while Sunoo entertained him with gossip. He was particularly proud of himself today because Jay was so caught up in his story about Heeseung sneaking his girlfriend into their dorm that he almost burned his onions.

When the food was ready, Sunoo dished a large portion in a bowl and set it on a tray. He carried it carefully to his bedroom, kicking the door opened and making as much noise as possible to wake his sleeping boyfriend.

“Hmpff?” Riki’s multi-colored hair emerged from the blanket as he woke up.

“Hey, sleepyhead," Sunoo laughed and set the tray down on his bedside table. “You owe me one, Nishimura. I helped Jay hyung cook today even though you promised him you would.”

Riki blinked open his puffy eyes and focused on Sunoo, who was leaning above him and stroking his face and neck, discreetly checking his temperature. He was warmer than usual, and nuzzled his face into Sunoo’s cool palm.

“You were supposed to nap with me,” Riki said accusingly.

Sunoo sat beside him and tugged the covers off him, ignoring his noises of complaint.

“I was a bit restless, baby,” Sunoo explained. “But you looked so peaceful. I didn’t want to disturb you. Sit up and eat something.”

“Not hungry,” Riki reached out, trying to pull Sunoo into bed with him.

“You haven’t eaten anything since breakfast.” Sunoo pouted. “Don’t you want to try the food I helped Jay hyung make?”

Sunoo bit his lip to keep from smirking. The flash of fear in Riki’s eyes told him that he won. His boyfriend pushed himself up into a sitting position, groaning slightly . Sunoo reached out to fluff up the pillows behind him.

“Sore?” he asked gently.

“Must be because I worked out earlier,” Riki said, voice hoarse.

“Of course,” Sunoo said sweetly. “That’s how you got these arms.”

Riki smirked and made a grab at him. Sunoo squealed as he was manhandled between his boyfriend's lap, back pressed against his solid chest.

“Riki!” he scolded. “You said that you would eat!”

“I will,” Riki pressed his face against Sunoo’s neck. “But only if you feed me.”

Sunoo’s heart sped up. It was ridiculous that even after a full year of dating, Riki still had this effect on him. His large hand lay flat on his midsection, thumb stroking across his soft belly. Riki was humming softly, happy at having Sunoo exactly where he wanted him.

It was easier back then to manipulate, tease, and get his way when Riki was younger and more gullible. Now, with his strength and experience, Sunoo’s cunning no longer provided him with the success it did previously.

Now, Riki was just as sharp, picking up on Sunoo’s little games and using it to his advantage. Like right now, Sunoo knew that Riki must have figured out that he was getting sick and was now trying to weasel some TLC out of him.

“You’re perfectly capable of feeding yourself,” Sunoo crossed his arms, stomach fluttering when Riki gave off a low whine and turned his face into his neck, lips brushing against his skin.

“Tastes better when you do it,” he whispered and Sunoo wasn’t sure he was talking about the food anymore.

“Okay, fine!” He pulled himself out of Riki’s grasp, knowing that if the younger didn’t get his way this time, he would be much more difficult later.

He stood on his knees on the bed and reached out for the tray. When he turned back, Riki’s eyes were plastered to his bask side.

“Beast,” Sunoo muttered, settling back against Riki’s chest.

The vibrations from his laughter jostled him slightly. Sunoo made him keep still and finish the entire bowl. For once, Riki was obedient, seemingly content with being coddled. Sunoo repeated the tale of Heeseung and his girlfriend and Riki, unlike Jay, who was more concerned than amused, laughed at all the right moments.

Sunoo was so pleased with his good behavior he even permitted Riki to steal a quick peck to his lips as a thank you. He offered to clear the dishes while Riki took a shower.

Sunoo would just take some vitamins tonight and hope for the best. Riki was just too irresistible sometimes.

And this was all a part of his master plan, of course. Sunoo always stayed one step ahead. Riki thought that he was getting his way because Sunoo was petting him and giving in with a kiss or two, but it was a ploy. A way to earn his trust before he came in with the big guns.

Sunoo laughed maniacally to himself as he washed the dishes in the dark. He heard Heeseung’s girlfriend sneaking down the hallway to the unoccupied bathroom when he entered the kitchen and he didn’t want to frighten the poor girl by putting all the lights on. Sure he gossiped, but he had his hyung’s back when it really counted.

Sunoo rinsed the dishes for far longer than necessary, waiting until the mystery girlfriend snuck back down the hall before he wiped his hands dry on a dish cloth and sauntered back to his bedroom.

He could hear muffled coughing coming from the bathroom near his room. Riki cold was further along than he previously thought. Sunoo swallowed down some vitamins and opened his bedroom windows to get the air moving.

Riki would complain about the chill when he returned, but Sunoo needed to protect himself too. He loved his big baby but his boyfriend was a walking contagion!

Riki walked in, clean and comfy in a pair of boxers and a tank top, looking unsure. Sunoo knew this because he was watching him through the reflective surface of his closet. He was positioned strategically, laying belly first on his bed, legs swinging in the air behind him.

It was sexy enough to render Riki a little dumbstruck, but cute enough to make him want cuddles. The final stage of his plan was to lure Riki into his bed for the night. The faster he fell asleep, the faster Sunoo could slip out of his germ-infested embrace. He would spend the night in Jay’s room, who was watching movies with Jake in the other dorm.

Riki would be touched that his boyfriend let him spend the night even though he knew Riki was sick. This would make him easier to handle when woke up drenched in sweat and congested.

“Sunoo hyung?” he asked hesitantly.

Sunoo rolled onto his back and pushed himself up onto his elbows. Riki must be desperate if he actually called him ‘hyung’. His poor baby must be feeling terrible already.

“Sleep together?” he asked casually even though his red ears gave him away.

Sunoo’s heart melted. With his hair down and jewellery off, Riki looked a lot like when he was younger. Sunoo was almost tempted to stay through the night.

“Yeah, of course,” He patted the bed beside him.

Riki wasted no time, sinking into the soft sheets and reaching out like a baby koala, clinging to Sunoo’s cool skin and sighing in relief. Sunoo petted his hair softly, wondering how he got so lucky, until Riki started snoring loudly.

With great difficulty, Sunoo extricated himself from his boyfriend’s arms and headed out to Jay’s room. He set an alarm for early in the morning to give himself enough time to prepare breakfast, and stretched out his tired limbs.

Just as Sunoo predicted, RIki woke up the next day with a fever, cough, and a runny nose. He groaned when Sunoo held up the thermometer, not even noticing that he woke up alone in bed.

“Just a cold,” He mumbled, trying to push the stick away.

“Nice try, honey,” Sunoo said.

Pet names were another one of Riki’s weaknesses, and even though he was sore and in pain, he easily succumbed to Sunoo’s tricks and let his temperature be taken.

“Oh, good,” Sunoo said in relief when he checked the thermometer. “It’s not bad enough to call for a doctor. You should be fine with some medicine and rest.”

“I have a recording today,” Riki insisted, pushing the covers off his legs.

Sunoo didn’t even have to try to stop him. Just as he swung his legs off the bed, Riki hunched over, coughing hard. Sunoo tightened the straps of his face mask and stroked his boyfriend’s back.

“Oh, Riks,” Sunoo said. “Why don’t you wash up and I’ll come back with breakfast and then we can see how you’re feeling”

“Okay,” he relented, leaning back against the pillows. “But nothing fancy, I have to leave the dorm by ten if I want to make it to my recording.”

“Of course,” Sunoo said, pulling the covers up. “I won’t be long.”

He was pretty sure that Riki fell asleep again before he even closed the bedroom door. Perfect. That gave him more than enough time to get ready.

First, he spared Heeseung some of the breakfast he made after finding his hyung rifling through the cabinets, looking for something to feed his girlfriend. Sunoo scolded him and sent him packing with two servings of hot food.

Heeseung thanked him and promised to introduce his girlfriend soon, something that Sunoo would make sure to bring up sometime soon.

Next, he unpacked the care package that Riki’s mother sent via express shipping. He pulled out some of the herbal remedies Riki was more partial to, and gasped in excitement when he saw a smaller package with his name on it, filled with Japanese snacks he liked.

He carried the goods to his room and sat the box on his desk to unpack later. Right now, he has a different mission.

Sunoo pulled out the sealed costume he found while he was cleaning out his closet. He tore open the packaging and laid it out on his bed, admiring the frilly lace and soft cotton. It was an old Halloween costume that never got its chance to shine because Riki insisted on going to the party as Barbie and Ken.

Sunoo couldn’t be too mad at him, he did make a sexy Barbie, and now he could use this costume for his little plan.

Despite Sunoo’s careful handling during the early stages, Riki could be as stubborn as a goat sometimes, and there was still a good chance that the younger would actually attempt to go to work today.

Usually, Sunoo would have to beg and reason with him to take a day off, and promise all sorts of outlandish things to get him to relent. The last time Riki got sick, Sunoo ended up wearing panties for a week because his boyfriend was a perverted fiend.

Sunoo scoffed at the ridiculous memory as he applied some light make-up. Riki stared even more than usual that week, waiting for an even sliver of lace to peek above the waistband of whatever pants Sunoo wore that day.

Riki tried his best to remain inconspicuous, but Sunoo saw the edits their fans posted on Tiktok of him shamelessly checking Sunoo out in their recent En-Log. It was a wonder that his panties weren’t caught on camera too.

Sunoo leaned back in his chair, satisfied with his make-up, a light blush on his cheeks, longer lashes and a soft shade of lip gloss. He looked over his shoulder at the costume waiting on his bed. All that was left to do was change and wait for Riki to wake up.

Riki’s head pounded when he woke up. He stayed as still as he could, hoping that the thudding in his skull would ease but had no such luck, and worse yet, a faint tickle in his throat made him want to cough.

Oh, no. This might not be the mild cold he expected.

How did Sunoo always know when he was getting sick? Riki tried to take a deep breath, but one of his nostrils was clogged and the other burned as the air rushed through. He coughed loudly causing pain to shoot up his sides and back.

Yup, he was sick and would most definitely have to miss his recording session today. He reached out to grab his cell phone from the bedside table, but his arm felt like lead. It fell pathetically against the mattress and the jolt made his body pain flare up again.

He closed his eyes and tried to stay calm. Riki really hated being sick. He hated the disgusting snotty coughs and the dry mouth. He despised the way his body would ache and prevent him from doing the simplest things.

It hurt when the members avoided him like the plague and worst of all, when Sunoo didn’t let him cuddle him to sleep. The nausea, the dizzy spells, even the way it made his voice hoarse - Riki detested everything about getting the flu.

Except maybe one thing.

Sunoo’s undivided attention was the only good thing about getting sick. He thoroughly enjoyed the doting and petting and would always leverage his position to get special benefits - like that time he convinced Sunoo to ride him in the backseat of the van in the parking lot while they waited for their manager to get back from a meeting.

Now that was worth getting sick for.

He smiled through the next bout of coughs, dreaming up fantasies of what he could do with his pretty boyfriend. All he had to do was fuss a little about medication and act like he was waking up to shower and go to work and Sunoo would fold.

The sound of footsteps from the hallway pulled him from his thoughts. He closed his eyes and tried to look like he was asleep. He needed to look his worst for Sunoo to baby him the way he liked.

The room door opened, and a familiar vanilla scent tickled his throat. Riki bit his tongue to keep from coughing.

“Aw, poor baby, you’re still asleep,” Sunoo said. “What a shame, I have a surprise for you.”

Riki shifted slightly. He loved surprises!

“Oh, are you waking up?” Sunoo sounded amused, as if he knew that Riki was really awake.

Riki was too curious to keep pretending and he opened his eyes. For a moment, it was as if he was well again. His head stopped hurting, his throat was no longer inflamed, and his body was in top notch condition.

Then it all came back, his head spun, his body was wracked with sharp pain, and his fever got worse.

“You’ll feel better once you sit up and eat,” Sunoo approached him, arms outstretched, and helped him up.

Riki was starting to worry that this might be more than just a flu. His fever must be pretty bad if he was able to hallucinate Sunoo in a sexy nurse costume.

He watched his boyfriend set up some sort of herbal tea that was a concoction of various ingredients. He didn’t care enough to learn exactly what was going into the disgusting green drink because he was too busy taking in the glorious sight of Sunoo in a dangerously short, tight button up dress.

The tops of his thigh high stockings hugged his flesh, digging into the skin and commanding Riki’s attention. Fuck Sunoo’s skin was always so warm and soft under his hands. What he wouldn’t give to grab onto those thighs and squeeze.

“Oh, no,” Sunoo said. “I dropped the tea leaves. Your mom sent this for you, so you’d better not waste a drop.”

Riki briefly wondered how his mother ever found out that he was sick, but his mind went blissfully blank when Sunoo turned around and bent over. The hem of his dress rose up the backs of his thighs, right up to the swell of his backside.

“Fuck…”

“Here it is!” Sunoo stood up, too quickly for Riki’s liking, because he wasn’t done admiring the plush curves off his ass. “Drink up, Riki.”

Sunoo dropped the tea leaves into the cup and handed him the foul smelling liquid in his favorite mug, leaning over him and exposing the low cut of his neckline and the lacy, red bra underneath.

Holy fuck, Sunoo was wearing a bra.

Sunoo was a man, and Riki liked it that way. He liked Sunoo’s broad shoulders and strong thighs. His knees weakened when Sunoo’s voice deepened and he loved it when his boyfriend tented the front of his boxer briefs when he was aroused.

But seeing him in women’s underwear was his undoing. It was as if it activated a deep primal urge inside him. He couldn’t look away. All he wanted to do was touch and squeeze and rub and maybe bite -

Riki choked up after taking a sip of the witch’s brew Sunoo handed him. It was disgusting. Riki thought he lost his sense of taste but he was definitely tasting something rancid.

“Don’t waste any,” Sunoo scolded, wiping away the spilled gloop from his pajama top and shoving the mug back into his hands.

This must be another one of Sunoo’s plans. Riki was accustomed to his boyfriend’s scheming. He knew that Sunoo often used tricks and bribery to get his way. He didn’t mind much, the trade off was that he got to have a smoking hot boyfriend who loved him.

Maybe not enough to drink this slop.

“What is this?” Riki asked.

“Breakfast smoothie.”

Sunoo crossed his legs.

Didn’t Sunoo just mention something about tea?

“That’s nice.” Riki swallowed thickly. “Can you pack it for me to take to work? I gotta get to the studio, remember?”

It was a gamble. Sunoo’s eyes narrowed and Riki knew he was caught. He was trying to avoid drinking the ‘smoothie’ by denying his sickness. His boyfriend didn’t seem to be buying it, however, if his smirk was anything to go by.

Sunoo took the mug from him and set it on the bedside table.

“Riki,” he said softly, in a voice that was usually reserved for other activities.

“Yeah?”

Riki watched, entranced, as Sunoo crawled over him and settled onto his lap.

His parted thighs gave Riki the filthiest view. Between the mounds of flesh, a strip of bright red lace covered his cock. Sunoo was wearing a matching set. He caressed his chest, fingers brushing over his nipple, bringing Riki’s gaze up to where the darkened bud was visible under the white cloth.

“Do you like my outfit?” Sunoo asked.

“Yeah,” Riki repeated dumbly.

“I wore it just for you.” Sunoo moved his hand to Riki’s chest, giving it the same treatment, running his fingers along his pectoral muscles and humming softly. “Do you want to fuck me while I wear it?”

Riki didn’t need to answer. Sunoo could probably tell that it was a resounding yes by the way his cock was pressing up against his panty-clad ass. His erection was drawing from his last remaining strength reserve, ready to service his boyfriend even if it meant that Riki would keel over from the effort.

Of course he wanted to fuck him while he wore a sexy nurses costume.

“I promise we can play as much as you want if you behave this time and do what I tell you so that you can get better,” Sunoo whispered in his ear. “Can you be a good boy for me?”

Still mute, Riki nodded.

Sunoo shuffled back, bouncing on his lap slightly and pulling a whimper from Riki’s throat.

“Good, now drink this,” he held out the mug.

Riki sighed, knowing when he was defeated. He closed his eyes and downed the disgusting beverage.

Riki watched his boyfriend putter about his room, filling up his supply of face masks, and rearranging his skin care shelf. He was back in top-tip health thanks to Sunoo’s regime and he was itching to cash in his good behavior rewards.

He hadn’t been able to stop thinking about that nurse outfit for the last two weeks, but work kept them too busy to do anything but shower, eat and sleep. He did enjoy being back in Sunoo’s bed where he could at least hold him while they slept.

After numerous fantasies, Riki decided that he didn’t want to bring it up by asking. He was hoping to ease into the topic naturally. It was sexier that way.

He coughed loudly, peering up from his cell phone to see if Sunoo noticed. His boyfriend was still busy dusting his shelves. Riki coughed louder. Still nothing.

He took a deep breath and fake coughed so loudly it hurt his throat and now the coughs were real.

“Oh my god, Riki! Are you okay?” Sunoo hurried over to him, climbing onto the bed and patting his back.

“I’m fine.” Riki waved him off, blushing and embarrassed. “I just choked on my spit.”

Sunoo didn’t look convinced. He felt up Riki’s cheeks and neck.

“You don’t feel warm,” Sunoo mumbled. “Maybe you should do another smoothie just to be safe.”

Riki gripped Sunoo by his wrists tightly.

“No! No more smoothies.”

“Are you sure?” Sunoo asked.

“Yeah,” Riki said, trying to sound more calm. “But, maybe you could still take care of me?”

Sunoo cocked his head.

Riki leaned back, bringing his arms up to cross them behind his head.

“I could use a check-up…nurse.”

He glanced at his lap, drawing Sunoo’s eyes to the tent in his sweatpants. A sly smile crossed his boyfriend’s face.

“I thought you forgot about that,” Sunoo said.

“Couldn’t if I tried,” Riki replied.

“I’ll be back,” Sunoo pecked his cheek, grabbed a paper bag from his closet, and left the room.

Riki jumped up from the bed, pumping his fist into the air in celebration then dropping down to do five push ups. He lost some time at the gym because he was sick, and he was worried his abs weren’t as pronounced as before.

He pulled off his tank top and contemplated whether he should keep his sweat pants on or off. A memory of Sunoo humping him with with nothing between them but his Chrome Hearts flashed in his mind and he flung off his pants too before picking up both items of clothing and folding them neatly because Sunoo might call the whole thing off if he came back and saw that Riki was messing up his room just after he cleaned.

He fixed his hair quickly, pushing his bangs off his forehead. Sunoo said he was cute when his hair was down but Riki didn’t want to be cute tonight. He wanted to be sexy. So bangs up it was.

The familiar padding of footsteps down the hall made him leap back into bed and pull the covers over his chest. He waited for the door to open, but whoever was outside just walked past. It was probably Heeseung or his girlfriend since Jay was at the recording studio.

Riki tried to fight the smile off his face. He wanted to look laid-back when Sunoo walked in, not like a kid waiting to open Christmas presents. Fuck, how could he help it though. Picturing Sunoo in that sexy little outfit was getting him really worked up.

He brought a hand down to his bulge, cupping the length through the fabric and squeezing lightly, just enough to tease. Sunoo would do much worse when he got his hands on him, this was just to keep him busy while he waited.

He palmed the thickness slowly, impatience winning as he imagined Sunoo struggling to pull his stockings up his thick thighs. God, RIki wanted to rip them off with his teeth. And that bra…that was definitely staying on.

By the time Sunoo stepped into the room, Riki’s underwear had a huge wet spot from all the rubbing. He kept it up as Sunoo approached, one eyebrow raised as he watched Riki touch himself.

“Patients aren’t allowed to touch the equipment,” Sunoo said.

“But it hurts, nurse,” Riki said, voice breathy and low.

“Then I better hurry up and check you out,” Sunoo smiled, pulling out a pair or red framed spectacles and sitting them low on his nose.

“Oh fuck - “

“Language, Nishimura-Ssi,” Sunoo scolded, sitting on the bed beside him and placing a hand on his chest, cupping his right pectoral and squeezing it appreciatively. “Or you won’t get a lollipop to suck on when we’re done.”

“But those are my favorite.”

Riki hissed when Sunoo pinched his nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

“Everything seems to be in working order up here,” Sunoo remarked, pulling the covers lower, exposing Riki’s abdomen and the top of his boxers. “Let’s go lower.”

“Yeah, let's go lower,” Riki pleaded.

Sunoo raked his nails down Riki’s abs, delighted at the goosebumps raised as he went further down. He stopped at his happy trail and clawed into his v-line. Riki whimpered and bucked his hips up, the thing sheet doing nothing to hide his arousal.

“I think I found the problem!” Sunoo exclaimed. “It must be right here!’

He laid his palm over Riki’s erection and rubbed little circles over the bulge.

“Yeah that's it, right there - “ Riki whined.

It was slightly embarrassing how quickly he was falling apart. Sunoo was holding back laughter, enjoying this far beyond just a sexual manner. Riki couldn’t help it. It wasn’t often they went two weeks without getting each other off in some way.

The sexual frustration combined with the image of Sunoo in that costume was bringing him to the edge much faster than usual.

“Now the area seems to be leaking fluid,” Sunoo furrowed his eyebrows dramatically. “I should take a sample for the lab.”

Despite his desperate humps, trying his best to rub his hard-on against Sunoo’s palm, Riki was amused by his efforts in the role-play and snorted loudly.

Sunoo glared at him.

“Maybe we should move onto the prostate exam?”

Riki sat up in alarm.

“No, thank you - “

“You know colon cancer is the leading cause of cancer death in people under fifty - “

Riki pulled him into a kiss, grinning against his soft lips.

“I love you.”

Sunoo broke the kiss, but stayed in Riki’s embrace, cheeks flushed.

“That was highly inappropriate, Nishimura-Ssi,” Sunoo said. “You’re not allowed to touch the nurse here.”

“I’m sorry, nurse.” Riki ran his hand over Sunoo’s waist, resting it against the wide curve of his hip. “I have this problem and it's just so hard.”

“Well, you’re in luck.” Sunoo pecked his lips. “Because I know just what to do. Lie down, Nishimura-Ssi.”

He pushed Riki back against his pillows, and pulled the covers all the way off.

“Still leaking?” Sunoo pushed his spectacles back up onto the bridge of his nose and Riki leaned on his elbows, not wanting to miss a second. “Let’s get you cleaned up before the treatment.”

Sunoo’s warm mouth over the wet fabric of his boxers was heavenly. He was so beautiful and the sight of his pink cheeks and long lashes and his pretty lips mouthing over Riki’s throbbing cock was almost too much to handle.

He licked at the wet spot, turning the bright red into a deep maroon as his spit mixed with pre-come. Riki’s entire body was tingling, from the tip of his cock right through to his fingers and toes.

He lifted his hips when Sunoo’s hands came up to grab at the waistband of his boxers, eagerly helping him pull the wet fabric down his legs. He almost flung it across the room, but remembered it was cleaning day and set it down at the foot of the mattress.

Sunoo giggled, shoving him back against the mattress and shimmying down the bed on his knees. He bent over, back arched high so that Riki could see the dress fall and expose his pretty pink thong. He must be the luckiest man alive.

Sunoo’s warm tongue laving over him, right from the seam of his ball sack to the leaking slit on his head, made him let out a long, low groan. There was just no way he was going to finish this with any dignity left. Not when his belly was already tight with an impending orgasm.

And his boyfriend knew this too, because he was done playing. Sunoo wrapped a hand around the base of Riki’s shaft and jerked him off, rubbing the head against his tongue.

Riki let out a broken sound, silently begging Sunoo to swallow him whole. His boyfriend paid him no regard, and instead started swirling his tongue around the head, saliva dripping messily. Between the pre-come and spit, Riki was jerking his hips up mindlessly, arms crossed over his eyes as he chased his orgasm.

Sunoo sealed his lips around the tips and sucked once, hard and Riki came instantly, spilling ropes of hot seed into Sunoo’s mouth. He dropped his hands just in time to see Sunoo swallow his length fully, milking his cock with every harsh suck.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Riki cried out, tummy spasming and vision blurring.

Sunoo pulled off with a loud pop! And an approving hum.

“We can send that off for testing now,” he said hoarsely. “I think we can begin treatment now.”

Riki, too fucked out and horny to think about role-play, grabbed Sunoo by his waist and kissed him roughly, licking into his mouth and swallowing his moans. The taste of himself on Sunoo’s tongue made his softened cock kick excitedly.

Sunoo drove him crazy with his perfect body and sweet voice and fat ass that felt so good as he kneaded the flesh harshly, hoping it would bruise in the morning.

“Hnn, Riki.”

Sunoo moaned as Riki worked his way down his neck and chest, biting and sucking the exposed skin.

He rolled them over so that Sunoo was on his back, unbuttoning the dress as fast as he could without being able to see. When it was halfway opened, he pushed it off Sunoo’s shoulders.

“Do you like it?” Sunoo asked shyly, hands coming up to cover his chest.

Riki grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head, taking in the sight with greedy eyes. Sunoo was wearing a baby pink bra with half cups that allowed his pale pink nipples to peek out. He latched onto a perky bud and suckled, relishing in the way Sunoo thrashed under him. His nipples were always so sensitive.

“Nghhh….”

Riki switched sides, lapping over the nipple with his tongue and reaching blindly into the bedside table for the lube.

“That’s the extra toothpaste - “ Sunoo said, voice panicked.

Riki pulled off reluctantly to find the lube then returned to his spot, sucking until Sunoo was begging him for more. He was a gorgeous sight, eyes glistening with tears, dress bunched up to show off his pretty, pink panties.

He had to slow to take it all in, helping him out of the dress and smoothing his hands over his body, stopping to thumb at the wet spot forming where his cock was leaking.

“Can it stay on?” Riki asked.

“You - ugh don’t tease - you really like it?” Sunoo rolled his hips, seeking friction and whining when Riki pinned him to the mattress.

“Yeah, it's fucking sexy,” Riki patted his thigh, smirking when Sunoo rolled over obediently, presenting his bare cheeks with only a thin strip of lace wedged between.

Riki slipped a finger under it, pulling it up and over Sunoo’s left cheek, snapping it against his skin. Sunoo jerked forward as the elastic stung and Riki was temporarily distracted by the way his skin reddened.

He pushed Sunoo’s knees apart and uncapped the lube, drizzling an obscene amount over his rim. Riki was beyond desperate. Sunoo looked like a dream, and he needed to sink his cock inside him as soon as physically possible or he would explode.

The first finger was a tight fit, and Sunoo’s hips trembled. Riki eased it in gently, stroking his thigh with his free hands. He kissed down the pale skin of Sunoo’s shoulder, whispering filth into his ear while he took advantage of the easy slip and pushed in a second finger.

“Ugh!” Sunoo squirmed under him as Riki stretched him open, hooking his fingers slightly and rubbing the walls with the pads of his fingers.

He purposefully avoided his prostate until it was time for the third finger, ensuring that the pain of being opened was swiftly replaced by the pleasure of having his sensitive spot rubbed and prodded incessantly.

“Riki please, now - I want it - “

Riki, who was already painfully hard again, and losing patience quickly, didn’t need to be told twice. He pulled his fingers out and replaced them with the leaking head of his cock. He slipped it around the rim, pre-come wetting the hole further.

“Now!” Sunoo demanded, looking over his shoulder in frustration as if trying to see what the hold up was.

His glasses were crooked on his face and Riki couldn’t hold back any longer. He sunk into the tight heat of his boyfriend’s ass, clutching the base of his cock when Sunoo moaned pornographically.

So tight, so hot, so perfect.

“Oh my god, baby,” he moaned, dropping his forehead against the nape of Sunoo’s neck.

“Fuck me, Riki, pleasepleaseplease - “

Riki thrust the remainder of his length inside, white spots appearing in his vision from the tight grip. Sunoo slumped forward, grasping the sheets for purchase. He followed with another deep, hard thrust, then another until he built a rhythm.

Slow and deep, he fucked into Sunoo, wrapping both arms around his narrow waist to keep him in position. Squelching and slapping noises filled the air as Riki drove into Sunoo’s hole.

The sounds coming from Sunoo’s mouth were so dirty that Riki wasn’t going to last long. He licked along the shell of Sunoo’s ear.

“Took such good care of me, baby. Even wore this sexy little outfit - ngh - just for me. You’d make a hot nurse, but as your boyfriend I’d have to give you a hard spanking if you bend over in front of any other patients - fuck!”

Sunoo clenched around him suddenly, whining underneath him, cock spurting onto the sheets. Riki brought his palm down on his ass with a hard crack and Sunoo sobbed out loud.

“Fuck you like that, huh?”

Slap!

Riki thrust erratically, admiring the way his hand print bloomed red over Sunoo’s skin.

“Yes, I like it!”

Riki pushed his cock deep inside, burying into the heat and unloading his balls into his boyfriend. He wanted Sunoo to be leaking for days, full of his seed, stuffed with his load.

“There’s your medicine, nurse,” he said. “Three times daily for best results. Doctor’s orders.”

Sunoo, face first on the mattress, chest heaving, laughed breathlessly.

“What the fuck? When did you become a doctor?”

Riki collapsed over his back, laughing through Sunoo’s complaints about him being too heavy.