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"Why the fuck would you bring me here? All these teens are making my ass itch."

Leo grumbles, and Geonwoo ignores his complaints to look over everyone's heads for his boyfriend. It's unimaginably packed with bodies upon bodies crowding around the pool, inside of the pool and the lounge areas surrounding the pool. And the house is big in general, like Kim K's crib big. So for undergrads to fill a space this large is impossible to think about until you see it for yourself.

"If I had to come here, so did you. Xinlong is gonna piss me off trying to get me to talk to his little friends and I'd rather fucking not. I almost didn't even let him come," Geonwoo says, hearing him after all. His eyes track a tan, built dude walking past them that's at least seven feet tall. He points at him. "For reasons like that."

"So if I hadn't come back a week ago, what would you have done? Came by yourself?" Leo challenges. He feels like a petulant toddler with the way he crosses his arms over his bare chest.

"Why does that matter when you're here right now? Now shut the fuck up and help me find my boyfriend." Geonwoo grabs him by the wrist and starts weaving through sections of people. The demographics are mostly women, half-naked women, and Leo's eyes wander. He'll be honest, he doesn't see much of anyone's face, Leo's only focused on tits and ass. He remembers the bikini print of the girl with boobs almost spilling out of her bra—cheetah print. And the girl with the fattest ass he's ever seen is wearing some gradient pink one piece.

'Cheetah print, gradient pink, cheetah print, gradient pink, cheetah print, gradient pink', Leo chants internally to keep himself from forgetting. He needs to find those girls after Geonwoo finishes up whatever gay bullshit with his boyfriend.

It's then that Geonwoo lets go of his wrist to wrap his arms around another small, slim body. They're rocking back and forth, Xinlong's face pressed into Geonwoo's chest. Leo drinks him in like this. He allows himself to stare while Geonwoo's distracted because he won't get to otherwise. The weirdo is oddly possessive, but Leo sees why. Xinlong has grown up very nicely.

Leo almost can't believe it's the same Xinlong, although he'd seen pictures, almost too many pictures from Geonwoo's nonstop texts. His face has grown into something more mature—strong features but still as pretty as always. The bikini bra he's wearing struggles to hold onto his flat chest, which leaves absolutely nothing to the imagination. Unfortunately, the cover-up hides almost every inch of his legs, and Leo is kind of fiending to see at the moment.

Geonwoo tells him everything. Leo is his best friend. He's the only friend that knows the 'real' him and how much of a freak Kim Geonwoo is. So, in confidence, Geonwoo called him one night, and Leo couldn't contain his shock. It might be the most fucked up thing Geonwoo's ever done—fucking the kid he used to babysit. At least Geonwoo waited until Xinlong was eighteen though, so Leo didn't completely corrupt him.

"Oh my God? Is that Leo-hyung?" Xinlong asks when Geonwoo finally lets him breathe, keeping a protective arm around his waist.

Leo smiles and waves, "Hey, Long-ah. Long time no see?"

Geonwoo leans down to whisper something in Xinlong's ear, grip becoming impossibly tighter around his almost nonexistent waist. Xinlong nods before pulling Leo into a brief hug. Geonwoo stares him right in the eyes as Leo remains respectful, only using one arm to hug Xinlong around the back. But even that is too much skinship for Leo. After all they've been through, Geonwoo really thinks he can't get bricked up from a half-assed hug?

Xinlong maneuvers himself back into Geonwoo's hold. "So how was Australia? Geonwoo-hyung told me it's been about, what? A year now?"

"Yeah, a full year for the program. It sucked being away from Korea 'cause this is basically where home is now for me. But now I have a job secured here and everything after completing it, so I guess it worked out," Leo explains. Xinlong listens intently, bright eyes boring into Leo's own dim ones. That hasn't changed about Xinlong at least. And Leo can still tell that he has a good heart, too. Sucks that he's stuck with his sociopathic best friend, to be honest.

"That's so cool! So you're making like real money now of your own and everything, right?" Xinlong asks, curiously. Geonwoo grumbles under his breath beside him—too many questions. Leo will spare him for now.

Leo dodges the question as best as he can, "Yeah, exactly. Whose house is this, anyways? They have to be fucking loaded."

"Oh, you don't know him. We met in high school, his name's Anxin. His family is gone for the weekend so we're kind of throwing this 'under the radar'. Although," Xinlong takes a look around. He laughs, "Doesn't really seem like it."

Leo and Geonwoo have to be the oldest people here, seriously. This whole celebration was for the conclusion of their freshman year of university, and Leo doubts there's any master's degree students here. Not one person looks a day over twenty.

"And where's this Anxin guy anyways?" Leo wants to meet him—maybe see if he's cute. If Leo drops good dick, maybe he'll get added to his parents' will.

"Good question. Sangwon!" Xinlong calls, but Leo can't tell who he's talking to when he follows his gaze to the same direction. Not until 'Sangwon' turns around in confusion until he spots Xinlong and starts making his way over to them. And Leo almost has a goddamn heart attack.

This Sangwon character, nothing but an NPC up until a few seconds ago, is bad as fuck. His dick jumps in his shorts upon giving Sangwon a single once over. He definitely seems like the innocent type. The ones that either don't know what the fuck they're doing or act like they don't know what they're doing—the sheer power they hold over a pair of tiny bikini shorts and a small, bare chest. Leo wants to ruin him.

"Yeah?" Sangwon pulls his sunglasses up on his head and squints.

"Where's Anxin? You know?"

Sangwon shakes his head. "I haven't seen him in a while, actually. He's probably run off with that guy he met when he was working freshman orientation. You know? The one that looks like a puppy?"

"Oh, yeah! Sanghyeon was his name. Not Anxin's usual type, but he was super cute. They'd be cute," Xinlong smiles, agreeing.

"'Super cute'?" Geonwoo looks down at Xinlong with a childish frown. Leo rolls his eyes.

"Oh, how rude of me. Hi, Geonwoo-hyung." Sangwon looks up at him with a bunny-toothed smile and gives him a half-hug before leaning over to kiss Xinlong's cheek. Geonwoo allows this for some reason.

"Sangwon," Geonwoo starts. His eyes rake Sangwon's body, tight as fuck by the way, "You look decent today."

Sangwon doesn't get the time to respond before Xinlong's speaking up. He's become unbelievably chatty since Leo's last seen him. He wonders where he got all of this abrupt confidence from. "This is my hyung, Leo, and Geonwoo-hyung's best friend. Remember I told you about him?"

"Oh, yeah. I remember, I think. You just came back from Australia, right?" It's Sangwon's first time acknowledging him. His eyes are impossibly larger from the front, and his pink nipples stand perky against the warm air.

"Yeah."

"Nice to meet you, Leo-ssi. I'm a hugger, is that okay?" Sangwon asks, already stepping into his vicinity before Leo can react.

"Just call him 'hyung', Sangwonie. He doesn't mind. Right, Leo-hyung?" Xinlong says as Leo wraps his arms around Sangwon's waist, and Sangwon's around his neck. His skin is impossibly smooth, flawless to the touch. Leo wants to lick him all over until he's screaming.

Leo keeps a lingering palm on Sangwon's back when they pull away. He licks his lips, and Sangwon thinks Leo doesn't notice him follow the movement. "Of course I don't. A friend of Geonwoo's is a friend of mine."

"Okay," Sangwon grins. Adorable as ever. "Leo-hyung."

Leo needs to get the fuck out of here, immediately, before he does something he'll regret.

"Well, I'm gonna go show Geonwoo-hyung around. Find Anxin maybe. You two okay chatting and stuff?" Xinlong asks. But he's clearly not taking no for an answer.

"I'll text you," Geonwoo directs towards him. And then he's breaking from Xinlong's hold to get a hand on Leo's bare waist and leans down to whisper, "He's a virgin, by the way."

Leo's eyes widen, and Geonwoo's lips curl in amusement before he stalks off with Xinlong. Leo can't believe it. This little slut—blonde hair, glitter decorating his cheeks, little pink shorts clinging to his thighs, low enough for Leo to see that he's been freshly waxed. Even his toes are pretty, matching the pink of his shorts. Leo doesn't know any fucking virgins dyeing their hair, especially blonde. Somebody's lying here.

"Want a drink?" Sangwon offers. He tilts his head towards a bar in another corner. Leo hadn't even realized one was here. Who the fuck has a bartender for a college pool party?

Leo follows behind him. Sangwon's ass is damn near spilling out of his shorts. Fuck. What were those girls wearing again? Zebra print and a gradient blue? He doesn't remember, doesn't need to, not when he has this otherworldly human in front of him. And Leo's going to have him, whether Sangwon likes that shit or not. He has to.

"I don't drink, but I'll take a coke if you have."

"Really?" Sangwon takes the only empty chair at the bar. Leo stands in the small space between him and the next chair over. He watches as Sangwon's thighs flatten out against the cushion. "Me neither. I don't think I've met anyone else that doesn't. Is there any reason?"

Well that makes Leo's job a tad bit harder. He was planning on getting him drunk enough to forget the events Leo has planned for him by next morning. But maybe this works out better for him, Sangwon will have this evening engraved in his brain for the rest of his life.

Leo shrugs, "Nah. I just don't like not being in control of my actions. What about you?"

Leo is passed a tall, cool glass of coke, and it's perfect for the weather. He can feel sweat pouring down his back as he takes a sip. "Same as you, to be honest. But also, you know Anxin? The one we were talking about earlier who owns this house? Yeah, he got me super drunk junior year of high school. Let's just say I woke up in a pool in my own vomit. Never again."

Leo laughs—hearty and loud, and Sangwon smacks his shoulder, a scowl painting his heart-shaped lips, "It's not funny!"

"It kind of is," Leo says. Sangwon rolls his eyes before picking up a glass with melted ice, clear liquid filling it halfway. "That's your drink?"

"Yeah, I left it here a while ago. It's still cold, so," it's Sangwon's turn to shrug, and he makes eye contact with Leo as he takes another sip. Leo's gaze follows his Adam's apple as it bobs down his long neck.

"You know it's bad to leave a drink unattended, right? Never know what a stranger has planned. Especially for a pretty thing like you," Leo watches as Sangwon's cheeks redden. It mixes nicely with the pink powder painting his cheeks.

"Of course I know that. There's cool people here, though. Plus," Sangwon points at the bartender behind him with his thumb. "I'm good friends with the mixologist here."

Leo doesn't think Sangwon could get any sexier. He's slow as fuck, just Leo's type. A virgin, too. Quite literally the boy of his dreams. Leo doesn't know how someone so naive can walk around in nothing but a pair of tight ass booty shorts. Not that he's complaining.

"Not a mixologist. Hi, I'm Junseo." Junseo gives him a polite smile, and Leo gives him a 'sup' in response before he's called to the other side of the bar.

"So you're not worried about those perverts that like to slip stuff in drinks?"

"No… not really." Sangwon gives him a tilt of the head, "Should I be, hyung?"

He's so oblivious it's painful. Leo doesn't know how he's getting away with this. Any other girl would be running from the first line about leaving their drink unattended. But here Sangwon is, sitting right in front of him on a backless bar stool with the most perfect posture Leo's ever seen, giving him big, puppy dog eyes.

"Not with me, no. You can trust me," Leo deepens his voice in a way a girl told him was sexy once. He's been using it to his advantage ever since.

"Okay," Sangwon takes another sip of his drink. It's drug-free—Leo knows he would've fallen over the seat by now if it hadn't been. A shame.

Leo leans in closer to crowd Sangwon's space. "I heard there's a jacuzzi upstairs."

Geonwoo should regret giving Leo that piece of information. He said some pervert shit about wanting to get Xinlong naked in there and fuck him. Leo doesn't remember. But Leo prays he hasn't gotten there yet, because he wants nothing more than a wet Sangwon in his line of vision at the moment.

Sangwon perks up, "Yeah, there is! How'd you know that? Wanna check it out? The pool is pretty crowded right now anyways."

Too fucking easy.

"Yeah, let's go. I didn't wear this for nothing."

"You aren't wearing anything, hyung." Sangwon giggles before hopping off the stool. His ass jiggles with him, and he holds out a hand for Leo to take, "You coming?"

Fuck yeah Leo is coming. In more ways than one.

Sangwon leads him through the crowd until he reaches the balcony door. He keys a code in, and it responds with a jingle and a click to alert that it's been opened.

"Anxin doesn't want people inside, but he offered up the jacuzzi to me and Xinlong if we wanted to use it," Sangwon explains as they begin ascending a flight of spiral stairs.

"What if people gotta piss?"

"'There's a pool for a reason,' his words not mine. Kinda glad we didn't go in now that I'm remembering that."

It takes at least four more flights of stairs before they reach what Leo assumes is their destination. He slides open a door and steps down onto another wooden-floored balcony. Leo will admit—these rich motherfuckers sure know how to decorate a goddamn house.

Sangwon stands in front of what looks like a tub of boiling water and dips his hand inside to gauge the temperature, "Feels nice. I'm so excited!"

Leo kind of, just a little bit, feels bad for him. He's just a young boy—so full of life and energy. And Leo's about to make an absolute mess of him.

He doesn't need it, but Leo cups under Sangwon's ass to help him up and into the jacuzzi. Leo follows not too long after, and he immediately feels himself relax. He thinks he moans even, and when he opens his eyes, Sangwon is already staring back at him.

"What?" Leo smirks. Sangwon sits on the other end, but the space is so tiny that their legs still brush.

"Nothing," Sangwon says, snapping himself out of a stupor. He tries to make conversation, "So you're the same age as Geonwoo-hyung, right?"

"Yeah, twenty-four. Just finished up that internship Xinlong told you about. I have a job lined up already, but I don't start for another few weeks. You?"

Leo is expecting a twenty, maybe a twenty-one, to slip from Sangwon's lips. So imagine his shock when, instead, he says, "Just turned eighteen two weeks ago."

Okay, maybe he's not any better than Geonwoo. Because although shocking, Leo isn't put off in the slightest. If anything, the fact that Sangwon is just two weeks shy of jail bait makes him even more intrigued—determined.

"Oh, did you graduate early or something? You look like you'd be smart." Flattery. Leo's best flirting tactic before he twists it into something a little more dangerous.

Sangwon grins, only a top row of teeth visible. He rolls his eyes playfully. "Not like that. I did skip a grade when I was of middle school, though. Said it wasn't necessary if I was just going to be learning things I already knew."

Book smart, street dumb.

"See. You're smart as fuck. Wanna know something else?"

"What?"

Leo wades forward until he's nearly floating in front of where Sangwon sits. He places two hands on each of his knees. Sangwon swallows down a gasp, and he looks away to avoid eye contact with him, ears painted a shameful color.

"I called you pretty earlier, didn't I? Look at me, Sangwon." Sangwon listens the first time he says it. He has manners, too. A good boy. Good girl.

He nods, bottom lip stuck between his teeth. "I'd say it again, but, I don't think pretty is a good enough word. You're gorgeous, Sangwon. And you know it, too."

Sangwon lets out an exasperated laugh, "What does that mean?"

"It means," Leo drags his palms up Sangwon's slippery thighs, a difficult task with the water fighting back. He fiddles with the ends of Sangwon's shorts. He leans down to whisper in his ear, "You know exactly what you're doing. What you're doing to me."

"I'm not sure I do," Sangwon says. Leo thinks he's joking—but then he sees actual confusion painting his face. Leo's going to make Sangwon pay for testing his patience whether or not he meant to. "What is it that you wanna say, hyung?"

"Can I kiss you?" This is his in. If Sangwon says, 'yes', Leo's going to take it and destroy him until he's on his knees begging.

Sangwon's eyes widen even further. He blinks, "Um…"

Something's holding him back. Leo knows Sangwon wants it almost as much as he does.

"Is something wrong?" Leo asks, keeping his voice polite—make Sangwon feel comfortable. Like Leo's a safe space for him.

Sangwon shakes his head. He places a hand atop Leo's. "I just—'m nervous. Been a while since I kissed someone."

"When was the last time?"

Sangwon's head tilts upwards as he thinks about it, "A little over a year ago, I think. Before freshman year."

Leo hums. He needs more information to see what he's working with. If Sangwon is nervous over a kiss, he really can't be too experienced. Just means Leo can teach him—take all of his firsts. "And that's all you did? Kiss?"

Sangwon nibbles at his lip, hesitant, and Leo briefly thinks he's not going to answer. Leo's a stranger to him at the moment, so he gets it. They just need to get more familiar—which starts with Leo getting his mouth on him. "No we did—we did other stuff, too."

Leo doesn't say anything as he waits for Sangwon to explain. He seems to take the hint pretty quickly. He's not as ditzy as he'd been making himself out to be. Breaking stereotypes of girls with his hair color.

"We, um, kind of just grinded against each other? I don't know how to explain it, but, we had our clothes on. And—," Sangwon turns away from him again. His ears are still red. "H-he used his fingers."

"He fingered you?"

Water splashes as Sangwon raises a hand to smack Leo's shoulder playfully. "Don—You can't just say that. But.. yes."

Okay, Leo has all the information he needs to know. He needs to kickstart his plan now or he'll end up with fucking blue balls sooner than he'd like.

Leo brings his face impossibly closer, until his forehead touches Sangwon's. His grip on Leo's hand tightens. "Let's… kiss. You can, um, kiss me now."

"Not nervous anymore, doll?" The sound Sangwon makes goes straight to his cock. It's something like a small whine stuck in the back of his throat, and Leo isn't even fucking touching him yet.

Leo realizes pretty quickly that it's really fucking uncomfortable to make out in water. You'd think he'd know this by now after hookup after hookup on the beach, in the pool and in other hot tubs just like this. Sangwon's mouth is wet—but not saliva wet, jacuzzi water wet. It makes the slide of their lips a tad awkward, but Leo is absolutely eating it up regardless.

Sangwon doesn't do much of anything, really. He kind of just sits there and lets Leo attack his mouth, letting out these little noises when he does something he likes. Sangwon kisses back in segments for only a few seconds before he's back to making Leo do all the work.

"Wait, wait," Sangwon says against his lips, lightly pushing at Leo's shoulders. A string of spit follows him as he pulls away. He pants—riled up from only a few minutes of playing. Leo would make fun of him, but he's almost just as worked up.

"What's wrong?" Leo asks, attaching his mouth to Sangwon's wet neck. He kisses down the column of his throat as Sangwon sighs, "Didn't like it?"

"No, no. I liked it, hyung."

"But?"

Sangwon shakes his head, "No buts. Just—."

Leo takes that as a green light to meet Sangwon's lips once again. He drinks up the fidgeting of Sangwon's fingers on his shoulders—the way he pokes out his little tongue to get Leo to suck on it. Leo's certain if they weren't where they are right now, Sangwon would be dry humping his thighs until he comes on himself.

Leo gets a wet hand into the back of Sangwon's head, tangling his fingers in the strands. Sangwon has foamy, spit bubbles at the sides of his mouth when Leo pulls away. He makes a noise in protest—tries to get Leo back into a kiss as he places wet pecks onto his lips.

"Hyung, I—."

"Lee Leo, I'm going to fucking kill you." It's Geonwoo's voice. Fuck. Leo didn't expect him to come up so soon, but then again, he has no idea what time him and Sangwon came up here. The sun is starting to set now.

Leo beams as he takes in Geonwoo's displeasure written all over his face with his arms folded across his chest. He's so cute sometimes—not intimidating in the slightest even though Sangwon is shaking like a leaf beside him. "Why, hello, Geonwoo. Xinlong."

"Get the fuck out. Now. Why'd I even tell you about this in the first place? Should've known you'd do this," Geonwoo grumbles. He's so damn moody all the time like he's on his deriod or some shit.

"No need for all the theatrics, Geonwoo-yah. Just get the fuck in," Leo prompts.

Xinlong is looking past Leo's head, probably telepathically communicating with Sangwon or whatever it is girl friends do. They probably get up to use the bathroom together in the middle of dinner. Leo heard when girls do that, they're either talking shit or scissoring. He prays it's the latter.

"Hyung, let's—leave." Sangwon looks visibly uncomfortable. Thanks, Geonwoo. Leo is supposed to play nice guy before he gets Sangwon in bed with no place to escape. Now he has to deescalate the situation and take away some of his precious goon time.

Geonwoo is already walking towards them, grumbling under his breath as he drags Xinlong with him. Xinlong lets himself get pulled although it looks a little painful. He knows better not to say anything, though.

"You wanna go?"

"Yeah, but, I-I wanna stay with you. And—keep kissing," Sangwon utters that last part in a hushed tone like he's committing a sin.

"Okay." Leo has this little shit wrapped around his finger already. He stands up straight and feels water pooling down his chest as his skin meets warm air.

"Wait," Sangwon grabs onto Leo to bring himself up with him as Geonwoo helps Xinlong get into the jacuzzi. Leo leans down for Sangwon to speak in his ear, "I know a place we can go."

Leo nods in agreement. Sangwon waves behind them with a nervous smile as Leo slides open the door that leads back into the dim hallway. He lets Sangwon guide them to another door, pushing it open until they're met with what looks like your typical guest bedroom. Only four times bigger.

Leo locks the door behind them and leans against it. Sangwon fidgets—shorts now damp and dark pink. He crosses one leg over the other as he stands in front of Leo, wiggling his toes as he waits for him to do something. Little does he know that Leo likes watching him squirm.

"Sangwon-ah." His pupils dilate at the sound of his name, focused, like he's a toy waiting for a command. "Come here."

Leo can feel more of him this way without the barrier of water coating his palms and Sangwon's smooth skin. His thumbs touch at his belly when Leo wraps his big hands around the perimeter of Sangwon's waist. He's so goddamn tiny. Everything about him is—except his fat ass, of course.

Sangwon stands on his tippy toes the more Leo eats him up. Leo can feel drool dribbling down his chin as Sangwon lets him suck on his tongue. He's moaning like he's getting fucked, and it's turning him on in ways Leo didn't even know was possible.

Leo drags a hand down his hips and wraps it around his thigh until it hovers over Sangwon's core. Sangwon hasn't noticed yet, or he doesn't care. Definitely the first one if Leo's reading him as well as he thinks.

He brushes a finger lightly against the front of Sangwon's shorts. His reaction is instantaneous—jerking as if he'd been burned. Leo tries to tail his lips when Sangwon detaches his mouth from his.

"Why?" Leo feigns ignorance, brows furrowed in confusion.

"Your hand it's—," Sangwon looks down at it before looking back up at Leo.

“It’s what?” Leo applies pressure, finally, and Sangwon keens, knees buckling. And then he’s shaking his head, grabbing at Leo’s wrist to pull his hand away. 

“What are you—Leo-hyung. I-I,” The words get lost on Sangwon’s tongue. He’s fighting inner demons. He likes this so much but he won’t let himself have it. Leo is going to make him have it. 

“Doesn’t it feel good, baby?” Leo taunts, pressing his lips against the shell of his ear. 

Sangwon relents, slumping forward until his forehead meets Leo’s shoulder. He whines, nails pressed into Leo’s forearm as he presses harder up against him. It’s when Leo starts moving his fingers—really feeling him up that he realizes. 

“Sangwon-ah.” He doesn’t answer. Leo will have to see for himself, then. He sneaks two fingers past the waistband of Sangwon’s shorts and is close, so close to what he thinks is—.

Sangwon is more forceful with his touch this time as he yanks Leo's hands out of his pants. He can't look Leo in the eye, bows his head, as he says, "Hyung, I didn't come here for that."

Sangwon's seemed to snap out of whatever headspace he'd been in quite quickly. It's only a small challenge for Leo, though. He's gotten this far already.

It's easy when Leo lets the lie fall from his lips, forcing Sangwon to look back up at him with his chin pinched between two fingers, "Look at me. You want to leave?"

Sangwon wears a pout when he meets Leo's gaze. With a meek voice, he shakes his head, "No. But I just wan—."

"I know what you want, doll. Let hyung take care of you. I just wanna touch a little bit. 'S that okay?"

Sangwon takes a bit to answer. Leo waits as patiently as he can as he tries not to let annoyance seep through his features. He needs to make sure he's not crazy. If what he thinks is actually true. Leo puts on his nicest face yet—a crooked smile on his lips as he makes his eyes impossibly wider. Makes him look more trustworthy.

"Just touch?"

"Yeah."

"Okay," Sangwon agrees before he's resting his hands on either of Leo's hips as he rests his forehead against his chest. Fucking jackpot.

Leo starts it up again, creeping two fingers, a little bolder now, back into Sangwon's shorts. His breath hitches, and Leo can feel his hot breath against his skin. He slides down past freshly waxed skin, lower, and lower, until the pads of his fingers finally make contact with Sangwon's core.

Sangwon has a fucking pussy. This is the best day ever—of Leo's entire life. He mentally thanks Geonwoo for bringing him to this freak fest of a party. Leo is about to fuck the shit out of his boyfriend's friend.

Sangwon whimpers when Leo slides his digits in between his folds. He hadn't even realized how wet Sangwon was with how drenched his shorts already were. And Sangwon had the gall to imply that he doesn't want this. Leo almost wants to scoff.

Leo catches his thumb on Sangwon's clit, and he starts rubbing in small circles. Sangwon tries to keep himself up, tugging at Leo's skin. He grinds subconsciously against the pressure.

"Hyung hyung, I'm—," Sangwon moans, muffled, the entirety of his body starting to convulse.

"Close already, Sangwonie?" Leo teases before slowly bringing his hand back up. Leo's had enough of that for now. He has other things on the agenda.

"Why?" Sangwon looks up at him, digging his chin into his sternum. Leo swipes a thumb across his cheek. It should be illegal how gorgeous he is. So polite, too, not an ounce of disappointment or anger at Leo basically edging him.

Leo brushes a soft kiss to his lips. Against them, he mumbles, "Can I see, hm? You wanna let hyung see?"

His eyes widen, blinking, "See what?"

Leo pats his cunt over his shorts and Sangwon's legs close around his hand. "You know what."

"I've never…," Color creeps up his neck, and Sangwon goes back to hiding into Leo's skin. It's not a flat out no, so Leo can push. Not that he wouldn't have if he did, but Leo would've had to get a little more aggressive about it. Bless Sangwon's sweet little heart.

"I just wanna look, baby. I won't get close. You're so pretty I just want to appreciate all of you. That sound okay?"

Sangwon, wordlessly, nods against his chest. Flattery works wonders on him, Leo guesses. He's a vain little one, and if Leo doesn't have anything else, he has the exact charm needed to handle a little thing like Sangwon.

"On the bed," Leo whispers. He pulls Sangwon into another deep, messy kiss as he walks him back into the mattress—falling back onto it when his knees meet the edge. Leo distracts him from getting too shy by tugging off his shorts in one swift motion as he's sticking his tongue into Sangwon's mouth.

Leo presses a palm along the back of Sangwon's thigh to spread him open. He brings a finger to rub through his cunt, stopping at his hole but not yet breaching it. Sangwon doesn't stop him. But why would he? He was just letting Leo do it, gave him permission to, even.

Leo pulls off his mouth with a wet smack. Sangwon sits up on his elbows as Leo slides down the length of his body until he's faced with his cunt. He tries to close his legs on instinct when Leo's breath makes contact with it, and Leo forces them back open with a strong hand on one of his knees.

If Sangwon is uncomfortable with how close Leo is to his pussy, he doesn't say anything. But Leo can read it in his body language with the way he's overly tense and looking down at Leo with hesitant eyes.

"Has anyone ever told you look like a girl, Sangwonie? A pretty girl?" Leo starts, mouth hovering over where Sangwon's pussy is literally begging for attention. He lets out a noise from the back of his throat—high-pitched and whiny. "You have a cunt to match it, too. But nobody's seen you like this yet, right? Only I know that, now."

Sangwon falls back against the mattress. He grips at the sheets, and Leo can tell he's trying not to push his cunt up against his face. He wishes Sangwon would just let himself have this. But truthfully, Leo can't deny that he loves doing all the work. Working for it only makes the sex three times better.

Leo kitten licks at his clit and pulls away just as fast. Sangwon gasps and gets a rough hand in his hair, tugging Leo only a little further from his pussy. He sits up fully this time. "Hyung, you c-can't. Not only is it—I don't know. And I haven't showered since last night, either. So even if I wanted to—yeah."

It goes in one ear and out the other. All he can focus on is his tight ass fucking body—flat, long torso and pretty thighs. Leo tries his luck again, resting his hands on either of Sangwon's knees that knock together to hide himself from him.

Sangwon doesn't push him away, so Leo decides to take it another step further. He slowly opens his legs back up until his cunt is back on display, and Sangwon lets him.

Leo uses a hand to press against Sangwon's small chest until his back meets the sheets once again. His blonde hair fans out around him—lips swollen and bitten raw. His gaze is lidded, and something rests on his tongue, but Leo makes sure to beat him to it.

"Sangwon-ah," Leo calls. He slides back down until his nose catches on Sangwon's clit. His hole clenches around nothing, begging for something—anything. "What did I say earlier? Relax and let me take care of you, baby. Okay?"

Reluctantly, Leo gets another nod out of him.

Leo wraps his arms under and around Sangwon's thighs, maneuvering him until his face is pressed right into his core. He's shaking, and Leo can tell it's because of nerves. He needs to nip that shit in the bud and quickly. If he doesn't relax by time Leo is ready to fuck him, it'll only make it more painful for him. Leo's just trying to help here.

Sangwon bites into the back of his wrist when Leo locks his lips around his clit and sucks. Then he's lapping up the slick pooled at his tight hole before sticking a tongue inside. Sangwon tries to bunny kick at his shoulder, and Leo only digs his face deeper into his cunt until he physically can't breathe.

"Leo-hyung, hyung, hyung," Sangwon chants. It sounds like he's trying to get something out other than 'hyung', but he physically can't with the way he cuts himself off with every moan.

Leo barely gets a finger inside of him even with how wet he is—and he almost takes pity on him. Almost. He curls it upwards until he hits that spongy tissue inside of him. He teases a second at Sangwon's entrance as he lifts himself up, using his free hand to curl around his thigh to get a proper look at Sangwon.

Sangwon opens his eyes once he notices, biting down into the skin at his wrist. They're red, almost bloodshot, like he'd been crying or about to. Leo wonders if it's fucked up that he thinks Sangwon looks prettier like this.

Leo halts—one finger still inside of him with the other slowly starting to push in.

"Your face, hyung," Sangwon mumbles. The skin at his wrist is now colored a deep pink, littered with bite marks when Sangwon doesn't trust himself enough to not make noise. Leo lets him have it for now.

"What—Oh, no worries." Leo can feel how wet his face is. But call him a perv, that has to be the best thing about eating pussy. He read somewhere that it helps with various skin concerns. So it's basically free moisturizer for him at this point.

"No, but—."

"How many?" Leo asks, and Sangwon's mouth falls into silent 'o' when he gets down to his last knuckle after pushing the second finger in. He's so tight that Leo can't even try to scissor them. There's not much room for him to do much of anything but slight in-and-out thrusts.

"H-How many what?" Sangwon grinds down onto the digits when Leo picks up more of a slow, shallow pace.

"Fingers. That piece of shit. How many did he use?" Leo met Sangwon like an hour ago, and he's already fuming at the thought of some college dickhead getting anywhere near him. Leo still wins, though. And he's about to become a champion in just a few extra seconds.

"Two. It was ah, hyung, two—." Sangwon whines when Leo spreads his fingers apart inside of him, stretching him.

"You came from two fingers?" Leo scoffs. He's supposed to be the one with the magic dick. The fuck.

Sangwon doesn't answer which kind of pisses him off even further. So much that he's forcing in a third finger. Game over.

Sangwon's body locks up, clenching around Leo's fingers as if to push them out. Leo drives them in deeper and Sangwon sobs, a pained noise that only sounds like music to his ears.

"H-hurts, hurts hyung," Sangwon manages to get out in between whimpers. Leo keeps him in place when he tries to push himself further up the bed.

"It'll feel good in a second. I promise," he reaches down to stroke Sangwon's face with the back of his hand mockingly.

"Doesn't feel good—doesn't," Sangwon shakes his head, pressing each of his palms over closed eyes.

"You want hyung to make you feel better?" Leo curls his fingers upwards, but that only rewards him with another wounded noise. He doesn't think he's ever experienced a pussy this tight before. Sangwon should know better to keep this box locked up, but instead, here he is with Leo. A grown, adult man.

"Yes, yes, yes. Take it out please please. I can'—," Sangwon chants, almost like a melody. Leo forgoes his cries to use a free hand to spread his lips and spit on his swollen cunt, lapping at the slick that mixes with it.

Sangwon instantly melts into the bed and chokes on a gasp. It gives Leo enough room to properly ram his fingers inside of him at a relentless pace, mouth still licking at him as he revels in the lewd, wet sounds that fill the air around them. "Not like—that. Hyung, I'm coming, I'm coming."

Everything silences, almost still, as Sangwon's body spasms, and Leo eats him through an orgasm. He lets Sangwon's thighs close around his head, back arching, until a clear substance pours out of him and onto the sheets.

His legs twitch as he relaxes again, probably relieved that they're finally done—that Leo's about to kiss him goodbye and be on his way.

Sangwon is in for a rude awakening when Leo gathers up some of the cum that's leaked out of his hole and shoves three fingers back inside of him just as quickly. He nibbles on his clit, just enough to make it hurt a little, and Sangwon's reaction is almost laughable—dramatic.

He's speechless, unable to get real words out, and the sounds he's letting out are a jumble of absolutely nothing. So, instead, Sangwon gets a rough hand in his hair, trying to tug him off his pussy as he cries in overstimulation.

Sangwon's fingers stay curled between his strands as Leo mouths up the length of his little body, pausing momentarily to give each of his pink nipples a little attention. And then he's pressing a kiss to his neck, and one to his cheek, "You're a dream, you know that?"

Sangwon catches his breath now that Leo's slowed inside of him, small thrusts that make the ache in his wrist even more prominent. Leo steals it again, sucking in his next inhale when he tangles their lips back together. Sangwon's even lazier than before, whimpering as Leo basically eats the bottom half of his face.

Sangwon tries to grind down against his digits as Leo pulls them out, more sticky goo leaking out of him. He avoids Leo's gaze when it happens, too embarrassed to face what he's just done after begging him so many times to pull out of him. Leo decides to give him a little mercy, and he's just now catching on that he's been doing this the entire time. He doesn't feel like himself. It's time for him to be a little selfish.

Leo brings a pruny hand to his waist, gripping tightly as he uses the other to run a hand through Sangwon's bangs, exposing his pretty forehead and more of his long lashes. He looks like a fairy or some shit, like he's been dropped right into Leo's hands from some mystical alternate universe.

"I didn't break my promise, did I? You had a good time right, Sangwonie?"

Sangwon nods, and Leo pinches the little fat that hangs from his hips in response. He gets the hint, and clears his throat before he speaks, softly, "I liked it, hyung. Can we—?"

"Can we what?" Leo glances down at the purpling mark on his neck. He hopes he's not going back home for the break. What would Sangwon even tell his family? He's kind of bricked up at the thought of Sangwon calling him his boyfriend for some reason.

Sangwon brings two hands to each side of his neck and closes his eyes, puckering his lips. Leo breathes out a laugh but fulfills his request anyways. Leo is starting to think the mini freak has some type of kink for kissing if how worked up Sangwon gets is anything to go by.

"Sangwon-ah," Leo calls, muttering against his pretty mouth. "Hyung made you feel so good, right? Shouldn't you return the favor, baby?"

The unease returns back to Sangwon's innocent, almost baby-like eyes, "Like what?"

Leo climbs off the bed and confusion paints his features when he pulls Sangwon off with him. His legs shake as he tries to keep himself up, but he doesn't have to do that for long before Leo is abruptly pushing him onto the floor with a hand to Sangwon's shoulder.

Sangwon blinks up at him, startled, "Hyung?"

"You ever suck anybody off before, angel?"

He gives a quick shake of the head, almost immediately. Sangwon looks almost terrified when Leo says, "Good."

Leo almost wants to say never mind. He's just now recollecting that Sangwon doesn't have an ounce of alcohol in his system. Leo's making him do all of this completely sober. But all of that flies out of his system a bit too quickly when he sees how good Sangwon looks with the tip of a cock against his lips. Especially when Leo has been the first, and only, to see him like this.

Leo curses, and Sangwon's face twists like he's seconds from crying. It's not his Leo's fault that he's been blessed with a big dick. Should that stop him from getting what he wants? Not in the slightest.

"H-How do I—?" Sangwon goes cross-eyed staring at his cock and doesn't make any move to start using his mouth. His hands are limp against his folded legs.

But that's no problem for Leo. He prefers it like this, anyway. "Don't worry about that, Sangwonie. Open your mouth."

Sangwon obeys, but the space he gives him to work with won't even get just the head of Leo's cock past his lips. He hooks three fingers into the flesh at his cheek and stretches his mouth even further, "Wider, baby."

Leo can't believe Sangwon has never put this big mouth to good use. He finally gets a good grip on the back of Sangwon's head and stuffs his cock into what feels like pure heaven. He groans, throwing his head back. Leo isn't even halfway in and he feels like he's about to fucking bust.

Sangwon is surprisingly taking it well—for now, at least. That's a good thing. More room for Leo to fuck the shit out of his throat.

"You alright, doll?" A tear falls from an eye when he opens them, looking up at him. Sangwon curls his fingers into his thighs, fingers digging into the flesh. He nods best as he can even though he looks like he's fighting for his life. But Leo's just going to take his word for it if he insists.

Leo feeds Sangwon his cock until his tip hits the back of his throat, and he's gagging, a whimper raking through his body as he fights for Leo to let him up. He fucks back there a few times until he feels like it's time to let Sangwon breathe again.

Leo pulls him off, and Sangwon splutters, coughing as lines of spit dribble past his lips. Leo waits for him to recover and ready himself back up for him. Instead, Sangwon's head lowers, and Leo watches as his shoulders shake. A stream of tears fall to the floor.

Leo returns his grip, forcing Sangwon to look back up at him again. His lips fall into a pout, the tip of his perfect nose painted red as he sniffles. Would it be bad to say that this is really turning him on? 'Cause it is. And Leo wants to make him cry even harder.

"H-Hyung," Leo almost doesn't hear it with how fucked his voice sounds already. He pauses, not breaching Sangwon's mouth just yet.

"What?"

A full-bodied sob surges through him, and Leo observes as he tries to breathe himself through it and calm down. He uses his wrist to wipes at his eyes and under his nose before he gazes back up at him. And then Sangwon's opening up his mouth, just for Leo, big and wide.

Leo feels like he's corrupting Sangwon in some fucked up way—turning him into his own little slut. He's already sucking dick like one, rounding his lips over his teeth and squeezing his eyes shut as Leo uses his throat. By far the best blowjob he's had in ages, and the blower isn't even fucking doing much.

Leo pulls out when he feels his balls tighten like he's about to come. Sangwon let it go on for much longer than he'd thought, and Leo only lets him double over and cough it out for a few more seconds before he's manhandling him back up and pressing him face down over the edge of a wooden desk.

He squirms under his grip, small gasps still leaving his lips. Leo keeps him in place as he says, "I could've came in your mouth, y'know? And really ruin that pretty mouth of yours. Consider this a reward just for you, baby."

Sangwon clears his throat best he can, turning his head to the side to speak, voice quivering, "W-what do you mean, hyung? What are we doing?"

Poor baby is bent over a desk and has the audacity to ask Leo what they're doing. He deserves to get fucked until he passes out just for that.

"Well, hyung is gonna fuck you now, baby. Isn't that what I—we came here for?"

Leo spreads his cheeks with one hand and uses the other to tap his sensitive head against Sangwon's hole—both of them. He trembles at the feeling, and he feels like his dick forms a mind of its own when it tries to push inside of him.

"I-I don't know. I've never—hyung, I've never, hyung," Sangwon babbles. His knuckles turn white with the strong grip he has against the rough wood. Sangwon turns, pressing his nose back into the desk when another sob rakes through him.

Leo strokes a comforting hand down his smooth back, and Sangwon clenches around his dick. He can't fuck him like this unless he forces it all the way in. But for some reason, believe it or not, Leo has somewhat of a soft spot for Sangwon. Maybe it's because he's so precious and dumb. Leo still wants Sangwon to enjoy this part, too. It's only right.

"Sangwon-ah," Leo kisses down his spine, rubbing his cock through Sangwon's wetness. He gasps when Leo's dick grazes his clit. "Don't you want it? I know you do, baby."

Sangwon makes a strangled noise when Leo does it again, rubbing in small circles. "Is it g-gonna hurt? 'm scared, hyung."

"Of course not. Remember? I'll go slow. I just wanna make you feel good, baby girl." Leo bluffs, lining himself up properly when Sangwon relaxes a bit. He digs both thumbs into his fat ass, exposing Sangwon's pink, virgin hole as he pushes in. Leo is sure Sangwon can feel him in his guts, and he slumps forward over Sangwon's back, giving himself time to adjust. Leo would never forgive himself if he came only twenty seconds into fucking the best pussy he's ever had in his life.

A sharp, strangled sound tears from Sangwon's lips. His arms are outstretched in front of him, gripping the other edge of the desk. Sangwon exhales shakily, but that only makes him cry even more, uncontrollable. Leo breaks his promise only minutes after making it and starts up a merciless pace.

It should be illegal to be this wet—this fucking tight. Yet here Lee Sangwon is, making all of his deepest, darkest fantasies he hadn't even known he had, true. Each thrust punches a low moan out of him, and Leo feels like a fucking girl. Is this how girls feel when they're getting fucked? Maybe he should ask Sangwon after this.

"Hyung, hyung," Sangwon cries out. Leo can't even believe he's speaking right now. He's taking his dick too fucking good—a little too good. "You said it would'n—it wouldn't hurt."

Leo leaves him unanswered. He can't help himself when his hand roughly lands against Sangwon's ass with a loud smack. He watches it jiggle back in place before doing the same with his other. Sangwon makes these broken, involuntary noises that only get louder by the second.

Leo slows when he feels himself about to come again. He doesn't know what's wrong with him.

But Sangwon seems to like it, wiggling his hips as Leo grinds into him. A loud whine leaves him as Leo digs into this particular spot inside of him. "See, I know you'd like it, baby. All you had to do was be a little patient."

"I w-wan—hyung I wan—. Hyung, hyung, hyung. Please." Leo almost tells him to spit it out before Sangwon reaches behind him to tangle his fingers between his. It takes him a while to pick himself up until his back presses against Leo's chest. Leo is buried deep back into him in this position, but he can't be as rough as he wants to be like this.

Sangwon tries to turn his neck, a noise of frustration leaving him when he fails. Instead, Sangwon leans his head over his shoulder, and Leo has a perfect view of his face, only upside down. It's adorable and all, but, "I can't fuck you like this, Sangwonie."

His eyes flutter closed when Leo gives him a shallow thrust, barely pleasurable for himself. "I wanna see you, hyung. Can't see you down there."

This sappy ass shit. Had it been anybody else, Leo should've told them to shut the fuck up and pushed them back down until he was coming all over their ass. So he doesn't know why he rolls his eyes, but lets Sangwon climb back onto the bed with his legs spread invitingly.

But maybe Sangwon wasn't entirely stupid. Leo takes in Sangwon's cracked, pink lips and the dried tears streaking his skin as Leo starts fucking him again. He grips onto each of Leo's arms, clenching around his cock until his hips stutter. Leo has never nut to just a face in his life, but he thinks Sangwon could change that. Easily.

Leo chuckles, "I thought you were done with that."

He wipes under one of his eyes, lashes now wet with salty tears that Sangwon can't seem to contain. His toes curl from where his legs are wrapped around Leo's wait, and he exposes his lengthy neck like he's ready to get mated.

"Just feels good, right? You're taking it so good, baby. Much better that it's me—being your first. Imagine it being some frat asshole," Leo grunts, sliding Sangwon further up the bed with how violent he's plunging into him. "He wouldn't fuck you as good as this."

Sangwon's eating up whatever he's saying. At this point, Leo doesn't even know if he can comprehend it, but he'll take it as a win when Sangwon gives him a few vigorous nods of the head. "Good, so g—ood, hyung. I like it, I like it."

Leo decides to take advantage of it while he has Sangwon like this, drunk on nothing but his impeccable stroke game. "You wanna be mine, baby? I should take you home, you wanna come home with me?"

Sangwon gives him another nod before Leo knows he's about to come. He gives himself a pat on the back for how quick he's picked up on it. And Sangwon confirms his beliefs when he pushes at Leo's shoulders to get him to let up and chokes out a, "I think—I think I need to pee. Hyung, I need I need to. I feel it."

Sangwon only gives him a fraction of a warning before a gush of just wet flows out of him. Leo fucks each burst out of him, amazed at how much leaves him each time. Sangwon looks like he's oblivious to it—probably thinks he's just peed all over his cock. Not that Leo would've minded that either.

Leo follows not too long after him, and he doesn't think twice about it when he presses his hips against Sangwon's ass and comes inside of him. Best fucking orgasm of his life. Leo is going to hold Sangwon hostage. Fuck it.

Leo pulls out, rolling over onto a dry spot as he catches his breath. Sangwon is basically lifeless when he looks over at him, and Leo would've thought he actually was if not for the way his eyes flicker and roam around the room. He uses the comforter to wipe his face dry.

"Sangwon."

"Hm?"

"You hungry?" What the fuck is wrong with him? Why would he ask him that? Wait, he can save this. He can.

"A little bit, I think. Why?" Sangwon scooches over to him on his side and rests his head on Leo's pillow.

"Wanna go to my place and order in? I, uh, have Plan B there, too." Sangwon can buy his own damn Plan B or ask the kid who owns this big ass house, to be honest. So he's a little shocked when Sangwon doesn't hesitate to agree.

Leo rummages through the drawers and finds big tees for them. His guess was right, this rich motherfucker even has spare clothes in a guest room. Actual insanity.

"Should we at least strip the bed? I feel bad…," Sangwon looks over at the soaked bed, his fault by the way, as Leo goes to open the door.

"Fuck no. I'm sure they have maids for that shit. Let's go," Leo grabs onto Sangwon's wrist and tugs him behind him until the music starts getting louder, and they reach the backyard once again. He doesn't know how to find the entrance from inside, and Sangwon isn't much help. Leo thinks he's still a little cock drunk even though they'd finished fucking like over twenty minutes ago by now.

Whatever. Leo doesn't give a fuck. As long as he doesn't run into Kim Geonwoo, the absolute bane of his existence. Leo drags him through the crowd of bodies that have seemingly tripled since he'd last been outside. He hears Sangwon greet someone ever so often like he's some hot commodity. Leo wonders if they'll ever find out that he got fucked for the first time by an alumni at this exact party and is about to move into said dude's apartment.

"Fuck," Leo groans when Geonwoo spots him first. He has nowhere to turn. He's at least glad Xinlong isn't with him. He knows the kid, but not that well. Leo doesn't want Xinlong talking Sangwon out of this or something.

"Well well well," Geonwoo smirks. Actually no, full on grins, like he'd been expecting this. Mind you, he's the one that told him Sangwon was a virgin. What else was Leo supposed to do?

"Hi, hyung." Sangwon waves with stretch of the lips, unaware as ever.

"Had some fun didn't you, Sangwon?" Geonwoo motions towards his neck and the rest of his body. Sangwon looks away shyly, squeezing Leo's hand.

"Alright, bye bud." Leo goes to slip past him, but Geonwoo crowds back into his line of vision.

"Where are you two headed? Just curious."

"Gonna hang at Leo-hyung's place. Right, hyung?" Sangwon looks at him for confirmation, as if Leo is going to take back a promise he'd made just a few minutes ago. But then again, he's kind of been doing that the entire day.

"Right. So get the fuck out of our way, Geonwoo."

"Fine. You're so moody all the time," Geonwoo comments as if he isn't three times worse than him. He's just in a good mood right now and trying to fuck with him. Maybe Xinlong really did give up some bomb pussy in the hot tub or something.

Leo goes to start up again, but Geonwoo pulls him back by the wrist roughly. He leans down to mutter in his ear, "Text me later. You have to."

Leo squints, looking up at him. He's so goddamn weird—especially since he's been back in town. Clingy, even. But, still, he says, "Okay, yeah. Whatever."

Geonwoo kisses the side of his neck, and Leo can tell he doesn't mean to when he straightens himself back up. It's only habit. And Leo is hyperaware of Sangwon watching the entire interaction. He's probably calling them slurs in his head.

But, of course, Sangwon loves to prove him wrong. "Wait, that's so sweet! Is that a thing you guys do? Like since you were kids or something? Can I get one too, Geonwoo-hyung?"

"No. Absolutely fucking not. Let's go." Leo mentally thanks himself for not having parked too far, climbing into the driver's seat once he makes sure Sangwon makes it into the passenger's.

It takes him entirely too long to drive home, and Leo wonders how most of the people at the party even made it with Anxin's mansion being in the middle of literal nowhere. There wasn't a single bus stop in sight.

Sangwon knocks out against the window, hands in between his bare thighs. Leo gently wakes him once he rounds over to that side of the car and slowly helps him out. Leo did a number on him, and he's not sure Sangwon's tiny, petite frame can handle it again. Not that Leo gives a fuck, though.

Leo thinks that maybe he should've stopped by Sangwon's place or something so he could pick up a few things. But the thought leaves his mind as soon as it comes. Leo can't risk Sangwon going home and getting some kind of reality check that'll make him not want to come back. He needs to make sure that Sangwon won't leave him first.

"Arms up, baby." Sangwon complies, eyes lidded as he lets Leo pull the shirt up and off him before stepping out of his swim shorts.

Leo watches as Sangwon climbs into the bath, one leg after another, sitting himself down. "You coming?"

Fuck yeah, Leo is coming. In more ways than one.

Sangwon follows him when Leo leans against the other end of the tub, climbing into his lap. Soapy water glides down his chest, over his swollen nipples. Leo places each of his hands on his ass, driving Sangwon forward, even closer.

"Stay with me, Sangwon-ah." Leo says, pressing a light kiss to Sangwon's lips. "You're on break now, right?"

Sangwon nods, closing his lips around Leo's momentarily before breaking apart from him, "Okay."

Leo's brows shoot to his head. He hadn't really been expecting him to say yes, or even answer him at all. He thought he'd have to do a bit more convincing. Sangwon might be more of a psychopath than he is—letting himself into a stranger's home and agreeing when Mr. Stranger basically says he wants him to live with him. Leo is fucking in love with him.

"Okay?"

"Yeah. You like me, right? I like you, hyung."

"I want you to be mine. Only mine," Leo brings his forehead to Sangwon's, and he looks down at him with a tiny smile. But Leo can't see himself finding joy in any of this. He's scarily serious.

"I have to go to my parents' next weekend, though." Sangwon says.

"Were you gonna go stay with them this summer?"

Sangwon shakes his head, "No. Anxin was gonna let me sleep in one of his guest rooms."

"Yeah, no. You're staying here." Leo doesn't even know who this Anxin character is—what he even looks like. But he doesn't want Sangwon anywhere near him. Leo doesn't want Sangwon near anybody but him. Not even Xinlong.

"Come with me. To my parents, hyung." Sangwon sits up in his lap, gliding wet fingers down Leo's chest. Leo doesn't think he's aware of what he's playing at. It's like he's trying to get his pussy destroyed again.

"You want me to?" Leo licks his lips, digging his thumbs into the insides of Sangwon's thighs.

"I really want you to." Leo wraps a hand around the back of Sangwon's neck, gripping roughly, and he lets out a noise of surprise. Leo kisses him so hard that their noses bump painfully, but he keeps Sangwon in place for a bit longer when he tries to pull away.

"Okay, let's go. I'll drive us, baby."