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in honour of Pride Month, I wanted to make a version of my stars dividers, but with several LGBTQIA+ flag colours. :’))) I hope I have represented your flags well—please do let me know if I got the colours wrong.
everyone deserves to love and be loved freely, without discrimination -> pride month collection 🤍
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Summary: Being a camboy is a lot of hard work– keeping everything private from becoming public, entertaining his audience and training a needy puppy, who has a lot more up his sleeve than meets the eye.
Sws: Puppy Play, Cyber Sex, Fingering, Blowjobs, Sex Toys (bone ball gag and cock ring), Degrading (consensual; both receiving), Dirty Talking, Humiliation, Deep Throating/Throat Fucking, Dacryphilia, Cum Swapping/Eating, Biting, Multiple Orgasms, Creampie, Unprotected Sex, Switching (both because why the hell not), Light Subspace Slipping, Hair pairing, Dick Slapping, Exhibitionism
Rating: 18+
𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕣'𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕖: hello everyone! long time no see! sorry that’s been so long since my last one shot! i’ve been super busy with work and haven’t had the time to write anything. BUT, since the release of ateez’s concept photo teasers with pink haired hwa, i knew i had to make a fic out of it. we all knew it was going to happen. anyways, y'all didn’t come here for me to ramble. enjoy the fic! if any tags were left out, please let me know!
As a reminder, my work is only for those who are eighteen years or older. Anyone who attempts to interact with my work or blog who is underage will be blocked immediately. You have been warned.
There are parts of oneself that people don’t mind keeping out and open to the general public– friendships, achievements, milestones– the pleasant things that would make one appear to be like an average person. There was nothing wrong with being average, even boring if that’s what life had in store.
Or what you want everyone to think life has in store for you.
Like a beautifully thin veiled piece of colored glass, people can see whatever part they want to– never truly getting a glimpse of the other side. Most become too distracted by the rainbows and glamor of it to investigate anything further.
And that is exactly how Seonghwa liked to have things.
It wasn’t personal really– is what he would say if he was held at gunpoint– to keep things from his friends, even the ones that were considered family to them. But, at some point when certain activities became available for his leisure, a level of ambiguity was needed.
Most especially with certain friends.
Take his damn near blood sister Julie– typical yapper friend who talks about everything and everyone that she hears about, because “anything can be talked about, nothing is off limits unless explicitly said so!” She was both the funniest but also the most dramatic friend that he had.
And even that was almost an understatement.
“Seonghwa~~” She rolled up next to him while he was completing an assignment outside, parking her chin onto his shoulder, sporting the largest pout ever. Her voice came out in an almost unbearable whine close to that of a child, matching with her rapid tugs on his arm.
“What~? I’m doing something.” He chuckled and fake brushed her off, laughing a bit harder when she gripped his arm tighter.
“I’m so drained from last class’ exam. Can we please go out tonight? I need to let off some steam so badly.”
“You know I can’t go out tonight.”
Julie whines and wiggles more next to him, stirring him away from his work. Seonghwa kept a patient and slightly sympathetic face, after being trained for years to handle his friend’s antics, and held her hands between his as he calmly explained his plans that he has every week– going to see his family that lives about an hour from the university they all go to.
A bubbling “argument” began to creep into their conversation until their other mutual friend– who was on the complete opposite scale of Julie’s personality entirely– Giselle and her partner welcomed themselves to the otherside of the picnic bench.
“What are you guys bickering about now?” She questioned with the roll of her eyes, clearly messing with Julie.
The exact reaction made the girl slam her hands down on the table, getting as close as she could with the bulk of the table being caught in between them, as she feigned glassy eyes.
“Seonghwa won’t skip this one trip to see family to come out with me because I had a hard day. He’s a bad friend and I don’t wanna be close to him anymore.” Her body bounces back onto the wooden seat with arms crossed, side-eying the shit out of the male in question as he lets out a small snort.
They both knew that she wouldn’t truly cut him off, even if she could, being that they are too close to ever become legitimately separated. But, Seonghwa decided to not push her further, bringing himself back to his work as his three friends talked. He became so engrossed in the last bit of his assignment that he was completing that he nearly missed the conversation of cam work that flowed between the group.
“Wait, wait, wait.” Julie held her hands up, almost feeling dizzy by the information. “You’re saying that someone at our school is doing livestreamed sex work?”
“I don’t know for certain,” Giselle’s partner piped in, resting their chin on the shoulder that was offered to them. “But, it’s definitely a rumor that’s been going around for the past couple days or so?”
The aspect of the rumor didn’t really matter to anyone, as gossip made its way around campus on a consistent basis. However, today it was just enough for his extremely bored and gossip loving friend to send her off the rails with questions about it.
Is the person a boy? A girl? Do they look like anybody that they would know or have seen?
They weren’t able to respond back that quickly, as the budding of the hearsay had only begun to spread around. Without having much information to back it on, they were left mostly to their imagination, only knowing that they seemed to be pretty popular amongst the ones who frequented their streams.
“Do you have a photo?” Her eyes nearly bulged out of her skull when they fished their phone out. Within a few seconds of scrolling, they presented the one image they had.
Seonghwa kept his fingers moving and body still, glancing out of the corner of his eyes.
The image was blurry, clearly taken from someone’s computer screen, with broken lines cutting across the frame. All that could be seen were a pair of lips, laced up in a smirk, with something that looked like a feather being situated in the middle of their partially exposed torso– appearing to be more of a motion rather than an actual pose.
“What the hell! This is such a shit picture.” Julie grabbed the phone, seemingly trying to render the picture quality with her eyes. She was ceremoniously interrupted by Giselle’s rough snatch of her partner’s phone, casting a glare in her direction.
“Well it’s not like we took it. If you wanna go and see the person clearer, go fucking watch their stream yourself.” Giselle grunted.
“No way, I have a roommate and I don’t want them seeing me watch that.” Julie made a small face of disgust, unknowingly making Seonghwa feel a tinge of hurt before she relaxed herself against his shoulder.
“Besides, I'll get too jealous.”
Giselle’s partner brought his attention over to Seonghwa, noticing his lack of response during the entire conversation.
“What do you think, Hwa?”
The boy hummed in response, looking up from his laptop to all eyes being placed on him. He couldn’t help the small smile that was forming inside of him at the curiosity of his friends. It felt all familiar to the lengths of desperation of the ones who came to join him during his nightly sessions.
“Wow, wow would you look at the time? I suppose I should start getting ready for my needy puppies shouldn’t I?”
The corners of his pink glossed lips curved up into a smirk, leaning over and taking a small drag of something off screen. He leans back into his chair, purposefully allowing his legs to fall open as he slowly blows it out towards the camera, timing his hand running from his neck to his chest all the way down to his semi hard bulge through his sparkly black fleshed bottoms. He takes the time to tug at the waistband before letting it snap back against his skin, flashing his teeth at the speed of the comments.
Seonghwa lets out a short hum, lulling his finger over some of the comments before it stops on one in particular, having donated a large sum of money in the form of cat ears to him.
msoong_998: you’re such a tease. just take your clothes off for us already.
Though the viewers couldn’t see his eyes, thanks to the angle of the camera, they narrowed instinctively.
This person had the audacity to rush him into his work while paying him so much money? They came here for him and want things to be quick?
How pathetic and desperate.
What a perfect little puppy for him.
He had every intention to make him his special target for tonight.
“Hm, this person, msoong? Right?” He spoke lazily, the bottom of his tongue swiping out.
“You’re demanding me to get ready fast for you? So you can jerk yourself off and be done with me? You’re so needy and desperate it’s borderline pathetic. ” He hides a small chuckle behind his hand, moving his legs over the arms of the chair. The comments flood in, some criticizing the commenter and the other ogling over his body becoming more and more loose and exposed to the camera.
Seonghwa dismisses them all with a light wave of his hand, satisfied with what he has seen, in desire for something better.
“Now, don’t be mean to him. He doesn’t know any better. He can’t help being so weak. Clearly some of us are so used to being with people who will put out quick. All we need is a little..obedience would you say?”
It takes only but a few minutes for him to prepare himself, and in tow his audience, setting a small collar on a hook just below the camera with the end of the leash within his grasp. He excuses himself with slow strides, only disappearing for a moment before he returns with something that he deems to be more “comfortable” for him to train his little puppies in.
Dawning a black crop top, two sparkly belly chains and fuzzy toothless knee highs, he rests himself comfortably back in his earlier position, taking the end of the loop between his fingers.
“All puppies need a little bit of training. How lucky you all are that I’m the best teacher.”
The ding of donations flooding in brings a wide smile to Seonghwa’s face, leaning into the camera to show off the sheen of his raspberry scented skin, glistening under the glow of his assorted warm toned lights. He made an effort to adjust the edge of his high socks, humming at the snap of it against his skin.
“Oh! I almost forgot~” He spoke in a sing song tone, moving his rolling chair back to make room as he stood.
For the first time ever, he brought his whole face into view with only a black lace masquerade mask obscuring the upper portion. His blue lensed eyes glimmered against the screen, almost standing out against his bubblegum pink hair.
“Am I pretty?” He questioned cutely, cocking his head to the side with a heated look in his eyes.
puppup_yu: fuck, i would love to see those pretty eyes looking up at me from between my legs.
Seonghwa bit the corner of his lip from the comment, feeling himself getting more excited by the filth being thrown his way that he almost forgot about the task at hand. He playfully rolled his eyes, clapping his hands together to bring everyone’s attention back.
“Now, to train you all very well, I brought in an adorable little puppy to use as a reference. Please send lots of paws and love to him, okay?”
Straightening himself, he lifted his hands to wave at someone off screen. A sound of jingles could be heard as a smaller man crawled into view on all fours, clearly trembling as he kept his eyes trained on Seonghwa.
He wore nothing except for a pair of hazelnut floppy ears, a bone gag strapped securely in his mouth and the jingling dog collar— reading “Joongie” when reflected against the light.
Once in front of the taller man, he sat in wait, panting and clearly covered in a thinly veiled sheen of sweat, leaving it very clear to the viewers that he had been aroused in some manner prior to introducing himself to Seonghwa’s audience.
That, and the blue ring secured around his flushed cock.
“This is my puppy, Hongjoongie. Isn’t he adorable?”
It wasn’t a question really, at least Hongjoong was sure of it.
But his mind didn’t let him ponder on it for too long when those same pair of blue eyes came down into his view, smiling like a cat who was ready to devour him.
It took everything in his power to not whimper at the finger that hooked around the loop of his collar to pull him closer, and the following tongue that ran over the bone and his lips. He dug his nails into his palm to hold himself still as Seonghwa repeated the action two more times before kissing over it and on his forehead.
“My helpless little fuck toy.” Seonghwa breathed into his face, the mix of fruit and sweets hitting Hongjoong’s senses, instinctively making him let out a small groan.
Something about the reaction pleased Seonghwa, being kind enough to reach behind his head and release the bone from his mouth. The brunette immediately panted, tongue slightly lulled out of his mouth.
“Do you know why I have to put this bone in his mouth?” Seonghwa asked the audience, waving it to and fro in his hand.
“It’s so that he will obey orders and know not to speak out of line.” He said cheerfully, placing the gag off to the side. Once in view again, his demeanor changed, staring straight into the camera with burning eyes.
“Rule number one, always obey your owner. Right msoong?”
He plopped back down into his chair, now facing Hongjoong, and leaned back comfortably, rolling his head over and chuckling lightly.
“Let’s begin, yes?”
He turned his attention back to Hongjoong. “Up.”
Without hesitation, the puppy boy’s upper body rose, not letting his knees up from the ground as he moved closer to the chair and immediately stripped Seonghwa’s lower half, being careful not to move the socks he had on, seeing the intense stare on his every move.
Hongjoong wondered in the back of his head how long Seonghwa had been going, given how hard he was once the cold air hit him and the amount of precum glistening his tip and along the inside of his bottoms.
He really held himself back.
Satisfied, he leaned back onto his heels and waited for further instructions.
“See how I didn’t have to tell him anything? He already knew what to do.” Seonghwa bit his finger, spreading his legs wider and motioning with a nod of his head for Hongjoong to continue.
The brunette felt his heart pounding in his chest as he ran his pierced tongue over Seonghwa’s balls, the combination of being watched by him and all of the viewers in the livestream filling him with a mix of embarrassment and excitement, egging him on to do more to please the gorgeous man in front of him.
Against what he was originally trained and told to do, Hongjoong slapped Seonghwa’s cock lewdly against his tongue, holding his mouth wide open for everyone to watch the member slide back and forth against his tongue. A sharp curl of his tongue to the underside of the taller man’s cock sent a shiver up his spine, letting out a shaky breath.
“Is that how you want to play, puppy?” Seonghwa tried to keep his voice leveled, fisting one hand into Hongjoong’s hair, giving it a pull hard enough to make him let out a small gasp in surprise. His smirk widened as he adjusted himself, swinging one leg behind the back of Hongjoong’s head to hold him in place.
Without saying a word, he moved Hongjoong’s head up and down, changing between fucking his face roughly and slowly filling every inch of his mouth, smiling deviously when the little puppy boy’s body began to tremble, drool pouring out of the corners of his mouth.
The chat flooded with a slew of curses and praises towards Seonghwa and Hongjoong– mixed between some of them wanting to be in Hongjoong’s place while others professed wanting Seonghwa to be on their knees for them.
A small laugh bubbled in his throat followed by a shaky moan, feeling his hips twitch as the brunette tried to play his game against him once more, timing the flicks of his tongue with Seonghwa’s pace.
If he could just get Seonghwa to fold a little bit, maybe he will get his reward a bit sooner and more sweetly than before.
But, unfortunately for him, he could not have been more wrong.
Suddenly, another hand threaded through his hair and held him to a complete stop. His eyes flickered up in an instant, nearly shrinking back at the joker-like smile that threaded across the camboy’s face, panting like a beast as he stared at him down.
“I think we’re ready to go over our second rule.” Seonghwa leaned forward, uncaring about the yelp that left the boy and his breath ghosted over his face. Hongjoong peered at him through cracked open eyes, eyebrows furrowing from the pain.
“Never, ever, try to beat your owner at their own game. It just won’t end the way you think. You go the owner’s way, or no way at all.” He gritted out, releasing one section of his hair to slap his dick across Hongjoong’s face. The boy could only sit there in humiliation as he continued to be slapped across his cheeks, with Seonghwa degrading him.
You think you run this game, huh? Do you think you’re the master?
A pathetic slut like you? You could never get one over me.
“You want it that badly?” He spat, gripping his chin and holding it up.
Hongjoong wasn’t sure if answering would be the best option in this scenario, just as he wasn’t entirely clear on Seonghwa’s real feelings at the moment.
“Speak.” He commanded, making Hongjoong whimper in response.
“I-I” His voice quivered, crumbling like a cookie under Seonghwa’s intense gaze. His cheeks blazed when he felt himself twitch at the position he was in.
“It’s okay. I get it. I understand.” Seonghwa spoke shortly, the chair creaking as he leaned back into it once more. With a kick of his foot, he closed the smallest gap between Hongjoong and the chair and tightened the grip of his calf and thigh around Hongjoong’s head.
Without warning, he pushed himself back into Hongjoong’s mouth and held him down, nearly squishing the brunette’s nose against his abdomen.
“Take it then.”
Hongjoong’s throat struggled to remain lax as his eyes flew open, instinctively grabbing onto Seonghwa’s leg to support himself. His heart pounded in his ears as he tried to adjust his position underneath the man’s leg, only to find the elder tightening his hold on him. From one lookup and meeting his eyes, it was clear that he was not going to be able to get out of this easily.
All the viewers could do was merely comment and spam donations in response to the scene in front of them.
What Seonghwa forgot to mention to Hongjoong prior to their plan was that the donations would be read out loud.
“Make him show us what’s in his mouth.” - $20
“I can practically see his tail wagging from here.” - $35
“God, I wish I could see it from closer up” - $20
His cheeks flushed bright red as he swallowed around his tip with each movement of his head, everything around him slowly becoming fuzzy in his head. He couldn’t think straight anymore– the only thing processing in his face was pleasing the man in front of him and this ring was still attached to him.
It felt so deliciously good and painful.
“G-God~” Seonghwa’s voice brought his mind somewhat back, realizing that at some point in his lust filled haze, that he had completely disregarded his appearance and demeanor– letting all of the drool pour from the corner of his lips alongside the filthy sounds of him slurping up every last bit of him into his mouth.
He failed to notice the way Seonghwa’s body laxed more into the cushion of his chair and the thin coat of sweat that began to cover his body, and between his tensed, shaky thighs.
That image alone drove Hongjoong closer to the edge.
Keeping his eyes locked onto him, he rolled his shoulders back to get more comfortable in his position, dancing his fingertips against his outer thigh, letting him continue to maneuver his head faster and faster until he was practically singing for everyone.
It all feels so good..
With one more shaky thrust upwards, Seonghwa sharply inhaled as Hongjoong’s mouth fell open for him without any command, watching himself shoot beads of cum all over the puppy’s soft, plump tongue. His eyebrows pinched up with a long shaky moan, eyes locked on the movement of his tongue across the slit, collecting every last bit.
“My good boy~” He practically cooed, yanking Hongjoong up by his collar into a messy kiss.
His limbs wrapped lazily around Hongjoong’s body, mapping out every inch of his mouth with a firm hold onto his chin, moaning shamelessly. His free hand snakes down his body, forcing the brunette’s body to press closer to him, smirking against his lips at the sharp inhale that comes out when their cocks rub against each other.
“Do you like it?” He breathes against his lips sweetly with a wide smile, only enough so that Hongjoong could hear. The boy only manages to nod before diving back in for more kisses, rutting against him desperately.
Seonghwa breaks the kiss quickly with a chuckle, pushing Hongjoong’s face away whilst licking his lips.
“I asked you a question.” Seonghwa speaks to him, cocking his head to the side.
And I wish you would take this damn ring off of me and just let me fuck you already– is what he would have said if he weren’t in this position right now. Every inch of his body felt like it was on fire, his ears had the slightest ring to them that was just enough to drown out the continued ping sounds coming from the computer.
All he wanted was to be given what he wanted.
Just a little bit longer. Just follow his orders.
Hongjoong heaved out heavy breaths, eyes blown out as he brought his head back in front of the cocky camboy.
“I like whatever you are willing to give to me.” He looked between his lips and his eyes, noticing the way Seonghwa’s pupils dilated at his words.
The grip of his hands against his hips sent an unexpected moan out of Seonghwa’s mouth, unsure how to feel about the fact that his puppy, who was needily sucking him off a minute ago, was able to make him bend so easily, looking damn near ready to devour him at the slightest motion to do so.
If he was being completely honest, he would have let him do it sooner if he wasn’t so hell bent on torturing the two of them and, in turn, everyone else.
“So are you willing to give yourself to me? Let me make you feel good like you deserve?” He questioned.
Everything he said seemed to be correct, if the way Seonghwa’s legs slid further open were anything to go by. But, before he could celebrate the success of his seduction, Seonghwa brushed his fingers against his neck, pulling him closer until his teeth grazed against his ear.
“I want you hungry for me. And I don’t think you’re there yet.”
And there was that disgustingly sweet tone again.
Hongjoong bowed his head onto Seonghwa’s shoulder, nipping at the area and feeling the camboy’s hands roam wherever they could reach from this angle.
“Mm, you all have been so patient for me, I can see all of your– god your tongue feels so good– begging from here.”
Seonghwa tried to continue speaking to his audience through fluttering lashes and a very clear flushed upper body. The rest of him, which had become slightly obscured due to the angle he was at, had found itself over the arm of the futon, securely and comfortably situated on top of a plush pillow.
At the end of the futon, sitting comfortably on a small stool, Hongjoong buried his head between the camboy’s cheeks, staring at the curve of his lower back where he could imagine what his facial expressions must be with every sharp curve of his tongue and the subtle way it slipped out to lap at his balls before diving right back in.
The shyness had long subsided by the time they made it over here, stripping more of Seonghwa’s clothing off as they bit and kissed at each other’s skin, that the sounds fell naturally from Hongjoong’s mouth– ranging between guttural groans and deep hums, matching the stifled moans that were threatening to fall from Seonghwa’s mouth.
His fingers shook as he scrolled through the comments, eyes slowly becoming unfocused from the methodical tongue fucking.
jbear_00: tell us how he feels for you. Is your precious puppy eating you well?
He barely finished reading the rest of the comment before his head dropped down, a quivering whimper forcing its way out from between his bite-swollen lips, eyes nearly rolling at the drag of his pierced tongue against his prostate.
“Don’t bow your head away from it now— All of our attention and to have every last one of us wanting you. Wanting to be inside of you and hear all of those slutty little moans come out for us. Aren’t we doing good for you, master?” Hongjoong baited him, all of his sadistic behavior he had been holding back flowing out of him at once— having him practically laughing at him.
Seonghwa gritted his teeth as his thighs shook for the third time tonight, Hongjoong chuckling as he lapped over his hole messily, slurping noisily over it just to see the man’s body bow lower in feigned resistance.
“So join us~” He heaved out with a hum, lewdly spreading his cheeks apart as he ran three fingers over the spasming pucker, sure as anything that he could take them without even asking.
“In our desperate craving for release~”
“I-I don’t need you prep me- AH!” His eyes widened in an instant, unable to control the sounds that came out of his mouth, melded together in shock and pleasure from the delicious stretch of Hongjoong’s fingers. He looked back over his shoulder in slight disbelief, only to let out a small whimper from the eyes that met his.
Hongjoong leaned himself as much as he could over Seonghwa’s back, eyes laser focused on with a deviant smile, kissing along his spine as he plunged his fingers at an inconsistent pace. The pads of his fingers ran along every edge inside of him, making a game out of deliberately skipping over his prostate to massage the area directly next to it.
Was it a bit mean? Yes. But Seonghwa deserved it.
“Have your way with him, Joong.” ~ $50
His eyes flickered upward, looking directly at the donation amount. His lips pulled up even further, adjusting himself to hold Seonghwa’s lower body downward, suddenly increasing the speed of his fingers to abuse the bundle inside of him, immediately erupting a slew of curses from the camboy.
“Hm, why don’t you all tell me exactly what you want?” He beckoned, looking down at Seonghwa’s now shaking form, slyly rutting himself back against Hongjoong’s fingers.
From the shine of the computer screen, it was clear now that Seonghwa had fallen right into the place that he was in– as much as he desperately tried to fight it.
But they both knew exactly how Seonghwa was, the side of himself that he didn’t dare to show to the audience. The side of him that Hongjoong had seen more than enough to know that he wasn’t going to be able to last or hold on much longer once he pushed him a bit more.
Perfect.
A simple sharp tug of his pink locks had Seonghwa’s face, flushed with dribbles of drool running down, exposed completely to the audience.
“You’re being rude, Hwa. You should look at the people who have been waiting so long to see you like this.” He taunted, bringing his lips closer to his mouth as his fingers curled upward.
“You look so beautiful like this.”
“Please.” Seonghwa’s eyes rolled shut, pushing himself back quickly against his fingers as he looked back at him again, a blissed out smile crossing his face as he nodded at him.
The two of them barely waited for the audience to process what was going on before the ring was ceremoniously pulled off of Hongjoong with a deep chested groan. Seonghwa adjusted his position, letting his head rest to the side– still within the view of the audience as he winked at them.
“Ruin him, Hongjoong.” ~ $50
“God, this is gonna be so messy.” ~$70
“Make him forget his own name.” ~ $100
“With pleasure.” Hongjoong heaved out, gritting his teeth at the way Seonghwa’s hips swayed side to side to entice him.
It took him tightening every muscle in his body to keep himself from immediately cumming at the walm tightness that surrounded him, mixed with the whorish moans that left Seonghwa’s mouth.
He felt himself pulsing inside of the man, letting out a shaky breath when the boy clenched around him.
The angle alone from the camera was driving him insane as he started to rock at a steady pace, noticing the way that Seonghwa’s fingers curled around the fabric of the futon, trying to ground himself in any way possible as he wasted no time pushing himself back to meet Hongjoong halfway.
“F-Fuck, you’re so t-thick!” Seonghwa’s voice barely came out, his bottom lip quivering at the affirmed hold to his hips. The stretch and burn of every thrust had him nearly gasping, completely forgetting about those on the other side of the computer, watching him pathetically whine.
He looked so beautiful like this, exactly how everyone would want him to look.
His mouth dropped open with cracked eyes, only seeing through his blurry vision the way Hongjoong was moving him back and forth against his cock– only noticing half way through that his hands had moved away, growling as he watched Seonghwa.
The wanton look on his face melted away effortlessly, smiling wide.
“Look at how much he likes it~” He breathed out, sliding his fingers into his mouth and ignoring the mess he was making on his pillow sheets as he slid himself all the way down on his cock before pulling back, humming as the tip got caught on his rim.
He kept his motions fluid, alternating swiftly between bouncing himself quickly and slowing himself down, feeling his movements suddenly come to a stop when Hongjoong’s hand came down on his cheek.
“AH!”
He felt a sharp bite to the middle of his back, body arching as another hit came to his cheek.
“Stop being a fucking brat or I’ll make you choke on it.”
“Mm~, that sounds nice- S-Shit!!”
Two forceful hands curled around his shoulders and roughly yanked him back against him, completely ignoring the escalation of Seonghwa’s screaming moans as he chased the powerful release that was rapidly approaching with every thrust. One hand snaked around to the camboy’s throat, squeezing it tightly in his hold.
“H-Hong..!”
“Shut the fuck up and you better not let anything spill out.” He growled into his ear as a wide smirk crossed his face. He bit down on Seonghwa’s shoulder as he fucked his cum up into him, sluring obscenities into his skin.
You like that? You like your slutty hole being filled up?
You were waiting for this weren’t you? You were just waiting for someone to make a mess of you.
Tell them you like it.
“I do!! I like it~” Seonghwa brokenly cried out, tone falling into a high pitch whine as he shot ribbon upon ribbon onto his pillow, some even landing onto the futon sheet. He fell forward once Hongjoong let him go, his blurry blue eyes rolled up to the camera with a dazed smile.
The top donation was lined at the top, with pink and purple bows and sparkles lined around the border of the banner.
“You’re the sexiest of all time” - msoong_998: $350
Hongjoong spread Seonghwa’s cheeks apart, cursing under his breath as he slowly pulled out, immediately grabbing the camera to film his backside.
The camboy helped himself with keeping his cheeks spread as he let everything spill down his balls in a blob onto the pillow and the arm of the futon. The brunette helped himself to sliding his fingers inside to scoop some of it out, chuckling at the sensitive whine he received in response before moving the camera back in front of Seonghwa, noticing his mouth was already open for him.
He swirled his tongue around the digits meticulously with heated eyes on the camera and, in turn on his puppy, before he kissed his fingertips.
In an instant, he was back at his university campus, sitting around the picnic table with his friends, almost completely forgetting that they were asking him something before his brain bullied him for however long he was zoning out for.
And he hoped to god Julie wouldn’t see how hard he was from here.
“S-Sorry.” He lightly excused, clearing his throat while lowering the screen of his computer. “What was the question again?”
“We were asking you what you thought about the cam guy? Who do you think he is?” Julie pestered, pointing his arm with impatience.
Seonghwa looked back over the photo, cocking his head to the side as he looked back up at his friends with a small chuckle.
“I don’t know. But whoever it is, it’s none of our business. It’s their life, they can do whatever they want.”
The three of them nodded, with Giselle’s eyes lingering on Seonghwa a bit longer before eventually dropping it, perking at her friend that was making his way across campus. She called out to him, waving when he stopped to look in her direction.
Seonghwa looked over his shoulder with him and Hongjoong immediately making eye contact. Although it was short lived, he couldn’t help the smirk that crossed his face as the brunette’s face got red, instantly bolting his way towards the school parking lot.
“What was that about?” Giselle’s partner questioned with a confused look.
“Not sure.” Seonghwa responded as he watched the small man hop into his car.
“But he’s very cute.”
Pairing: best friend!Yunho x f!reader
WC: 3.2k
Warnings: eventual smut, reader has a thing for Yunho's hands (who doesn't??), swearing, fingering, choking, a little bit of degradation (he compares her to a whore literally once), PRAISE so much praise, Yunho talks reader through it (you're welcome), pov is kinda all over the place just let it be, Yunho is absolutely WHIPPED for reader teehee, probably some other things that I missed (let me know)
Summary: You and Yunho have been friends for years, and you tell each other everything. He suddenly takes a much more vested interest in your love life when you can't stop mentioning your newest interest.
A/N: This is entirely self indulgent and also I just wanted to get something full posted. The Phantom fic is turning out to be much longer than I originally anticipated (and so did this one once I started writing it). Let me know what you think♡
Stepping into Yunho's apartment had always felt like coming home, and today was no exception. You take your shoes off in the tiled entryway and pad your way through the main living area, calling out to him as you walk.
"Yun? I'm here!"
His muffled response flows down from the end of the hall, "Bedroom!"
You make your way through the back hallway and enter his room, finding him exactly where you thought he would be, focused in on his computer. There's a selection of empty drink cans and snack wrappers scattered around his desk, which tells you that whatever he's currently building on Minecraft has probably occupied the majority of his day so far. He pauses the game and turns his chair to face you.
"Whats up?"
"Got bored at home and my roommate isn't even trying to muffle her pornstar moans for her new boy toy."
Yunho barks out a laugh, "Does she seriously sound--"
"Just like it Yun I can't make this shit up. I'm starting to think maybe they're recording themselves in there."
Yunho wiggles his eyebrows as he stretches his arms up and over his head, leaning back in his chair. "Well, if I ever see your living room on Pornhub I'll be sure to let you know"
You crinkle your nose. "Ew. I do NOT need to know that."
"Whatever, don't act like you haven't been talking to me for weeks about how horny you are. If I have to hear about your vibrator dying one more time I'm gonna buy you a new one myself."
"You try getting unintentionally edged three nights in a row with a full charge, it's some bullshit Yun. Besides, I'm allowed to complain about my dry spell."
Yunho scoffs, tone playful and lighthearted. "Dry spell? It's been what? Two months?"
"It's been three thank you very much." You move to sit on his bed.
"Well some of us haven't had sex in much longer."
"Oh, please, that girl that San was messing around with was all over you at his birthday party last month, don't tell me you didn't take that opportunity."
Yunho raises his eyebrows in shock, leaning forward in his chair. "Wait, really?"
"Oh my GOD Yun you are so oblivious. Yes really. She was all giggly and twirling her hair and shit. That's like...girl flirting basics."
"I am not oblivious, I am actually quite observant. I could tell you things about yourself you don't even know. I just have my sights set on someone and that someone is not her."
You shoot him an incredulous look and snort out a laugh, leaning back to lay down completely on his bed, legs dangling off the edge. "Sure Yun, whatever makes you feel better."
You hear Yunho stand from his chair and feel his weight shift onto the mattress. He appears in your vision, a challenging playful sparkle in his eyes as he peers down at you. "Okay, fine. I can tell that you're trying out a new perfume, you just went shopping because your leggings are a different brand than you usually wear, and I know that you washed your hair last night because you're wearing it all the way down today."
You do your best to ignore the way your stomach summersaults at his attention to detail about you and your routines. You roll onto your side and prop your head up on your elbow, matching his challenging gaze. "Okay Sherlock Holmes. What kind of underwear am I wearing then?"
Yunho pauses to consider before responding "a thong, probably black." You grin triumphantly and lean in just a bit closer.
"Wrong. I'm not wearing any. You lose!" You stick your tongue out playfully at him and he swats your shoulder, falling back onto his mattress.
"You set me up!"
"Face it Yun, I'm just better than you."
"Yeah yeah, whatever" Yunho pouts, voice hightening slightly from surprise. He can feel a slight redness creeping up his ears and prays his hair has grown long enough to cover it. 'I'm not wearing any.' He clears his throat. "So why go commando? You finally planning to seduce your new conquest?"
"He is not a new conquest, he doesn't even know I like him."
"He will once he knows you aren't wearing any underwear for him" Yunho jokes, smiling cheekily. You smack at his chest.
"I didn't want to do laundry last night, asshole. Get your mind out of the gutter!"
"You're one to talk" he mutters under his breath.
You sit up fully and reach for one of the pillows at the top of his bed, slamming it down on his face. "Jeong Yunho I swear to god!" On your second swing, he manages to catch the pillow with one hand and pry it from your grasp, but not before giving you an entirely unhelpful image of his long fingers gripping the plush material.
"What?? All I ever hear you talk about lately is how tall and handsome this dude is and how much his hands make you drool."
"You sound jealous."
"I'm not jealous, I'm pissed that I have to hear all about him and don't even get to know what the dude's name is."
"I told you, I'm gatekeeping this time. You run your mouth too much."
"I do not!"
"Do too."
"Ugh FINE whatever," Yunho chucks the pillow back towards you and you dodge it, leaving both pillows on one side of the headboard, "You're so agitating."
"You know you love me Yun. But just for the attitude," You adjust both pillows and shuffle your way back until you're leaned against both of them, "no pillow for you for tonights doomscrolling session."
He huffs a laugh and scoots up to meet you, pulling out his phone and settling in against the headboard.
An hour later you get up to go to the bathroom, and when you get back Yunho has stolen both of his pillows. You frown and cross your arms. "Hey, asshole, those were mine!"
"Yeah?" He taunts playfully, "Well they were mine to begin with, and my back is killing me. So deal." You roll your eyes and cross back over to the bed, crawling over the side you've been sitting on and curling yourself into Yunho's side to rest your head against his chest. You feel him tense slightly underneath you before he moves one of his arms around your shoulders to let you lay more comfortably.
"There's no way in hell I'm sitting up against that cold ass metal frame you call a headboard." You mutter as you begin scrolling. Yunho's chuckle rumbles through his chest and tickles your cheek. You both sit in silence for a while, content to scroll on your phones. Eventually, you turn to look up at him from his chest.
"I meant to ask how your new project has been going. Whatever you were building when I came in looked pretty intense." You can see the faint tinge of red trail up his ears and neck--a telltale sign that whatever you caught him building makes him embarrassed. You sit up, propping your weight on your elbow and placing a hand on his chest to shove him slightly. "Ooooo now you have to tell me what it is!"
"It's embarrassing..."
"Tell me tell me tell me tell me--"
"Okay fine, fuck. I'll tell you if you promise not to laugh--"
"I won't I swear!"
"Pinky promise?" He holds his pinky out to you, and you raise a hand from his chest. Before you can lace your pinky in his, he pulls his hand up above his head. "I'm serious, Y/N, if you laugh I'll have no choice but to tickle you to death."
He's definitely not stalling because he has to come up with a reply, because he certainly hasn't been building a treehouse for you in what he hopes will one day be a shared server. Yunho thinks to himself that he would rather die than let you find out.
You scoff, "I won't laugh...and even if I did I'm not ticklish so your threat is a moot point."
Yunho drops his hand down onto the mattress. "Bullshit."
"It's not. I don't have a ticklish bone in my body."
"Liar."
You shake your head, and Yunho takes the opportunity to gently press the pads of his fingers into the sides of your ribs. The sensation hits you almost immediately, and you feel the tight feeling in your chest as he begins tickling you. You squeal and thrash around in his grasp, trying desperately to get away from his assault.
"Yun stop it--"
"Not until you admit you're a liar!" You begin to giggle and manage to roll away from him, but Yunho is quick to follow. He swings a long leg over your hips and pins you beneath him, a single large hand trapping both of your wrists above your head while the other dances across your ribs. "Admit it," He sings out.
"Okay! Okay fine I'm a liar!" You gasp out between laughter. Yunho beams down at you and immediately stops tickling your sides, leaving you panting underneath him--
Oh fuck...you're panting underneath him.
He can almost feel the shift in the air as he stares down at you. He knows he should move, just roll off of you and make up some bullshit lie about what he was building. You like someone else, and he clearly wasn't getting out of the friend zone any time soon. He's just making a fool of himself...and yet he just can't bring himself to stop memorizing the way you look splayed out beneath his hips. Eventually he forces himself to stop staring at the way your chest rises and falls or the sliver of your tummy that's poking out from underneath your shirt that's riding up. He locks eyes with you.
Your voice comes out softer than he's ever heard you speak before. "Hey Yun?"
"Yeah?"
"You know that mystery guy I've been telling you about? The one with the pretty hands?"
A twinge of annoyance flairs in his stomach and he can't help but grumble out his reply. "Yeah?"
"I'll give you a hint. He's got me pinned to the mattress right now."
Yunho feels his heart drop deep into the pit of his stomach.
"Like...like right now he does?"
You laugh lightly. "Yeah, right now, Yun."
Yunho swallows thickly as his head starts spinning. He leans down much slower than he would have liked to, giving you plenty of time to take it back--to laugh at him and tell him you got him good. He feels like his whole body lights ablaze when you close the final gap between your lips, and suddenly he is kissing you.
In almost any circumstance that you had seen Yunho kissing someone, he was always fast-paced--hot and heavy petting in the corner of a darkened bar, dares in drunken party circles--which is why you were floored at the reverence he was kissing you with now. His mouth was steady and intense against yours, his hands roaming slowly across the expanse of your torso like he was memorizing the feel of something priceless. You gently pull your hands from his grasp and tangle them in his hair, pulling him closer and matching his intensity with your fervor. You feel his hands make their way to the lower hem of your shirt, and your skin erupts in goosebumps as you feel his fingers ghost along the sliver of skin there. He breaks the kiss and you feel his breath fan across your face as he pants. His hands gently make their way to rest just under your shirt, not quite pushing the fabric up. He locks eyes with you.
"Is this okay?"
You chuckle gently. "Yes, Yun, you can touch me. I want you to touch me." You watch his eyes darken and his hands start running up your torso, pulling your shirt up with them.
"Where do you want me to touch you, baby?"
You exhale heavily and arch your back into his touch. "Anywhere...everywhere...I don't care."
Yunho smirks and feels his ego inflate. "You don't care? Hmm..." He starts planting kisses along your jaw and down the side of your neck. Slow. Teasing. "If I remember correctly, you seemed pretty keen about having my hands in some specific places baby. Can you refresh my memory?"
The low whine that escapes your throat nearly sends him spiraling. "You know where...don't make me say it."
He does know, but there's nothing he wants to hear more right now than to hear you say it. He brings one hand up to your chest, cupping one of your boobs and squeezing gently as he continues peppering your neck with kisses. "Was it here? Or..." His hand trails back down and grips your hip possessively, "Here, maybe?" He hears you huff and feels your hand wrap around his wrist. You try to tug it up, and he chuckles softly but allows you to move his hand. He nips your earlobe and asks lowly, "Where do you need my hands baby?" He feels his cock twitch in his sweats when you wrap his fingers around your throat, guiding him to squeeze the sides gently. Your hands run down his chest and drop to your sides as he squeezes a little harder. "Fuck, look at you. So pretty with my hand around your neck."
You whine and buck your hips up, desperately looking for friction. Yunho coos as he looks down at you, wanting to have the image burned into his memory. He adjusts his position so he's sat on one side of you and brings his free hand to your thighs, squeezing the flesh there and watching the way you spread your legs for him. "Pretty girl, I need you to use your words. Spreading your legs like a whore isn't gonna get you what you want." He revels in the way you throw your head back onto the mattress and close your eyes, frustration evident already on your face.
"Need your fingers, Yun. Please."
Holy shit, he could combust right then and there. He smiles and traces his hands along the inside of your clothed thighs. "Good girl. So polite for me." He hooks his fingers in the waistband of your leggings and pulls them down and off, leaving you bare from the waist down. "Sit up for me baby. I want you between my legs."
Yunho sits on the edge of the mattress and allows you time to sit up, moving to sit in between his thighs. He hooks your legs over his, leaving you spread and completely at his mercy. A shiver runs down your spine as the pads of his fingers run across your thighs and you gasp as they brush against your core. He presses kisses into your neck and chuckles, "You're already soaking wet, what's got you all bothered hmm? I've barely touched you..." Yunho hums and teases your entrance with this middle finger. He can feel you clenching. "Do you like my hands that much baby? All it takes is a little choking and you're putty for me." He pushes two fingers inside, pumping slowly and curling back to find your sweet spot. He feels pride flare through his chest at the noise you make, a mix between a whine and a moan that eggs him on.
Your toes curl as Yunho almost immediately finds your g-spot. The pace he sets is almost perfect, and when he begins rubbing tight circles on your clit your eyes roll back into your head. The pleasure is a building wave, and it's all you can do to keep yourself remotely still as he continues pumping his thick fingers in and out. "Oh my god, Yun, please don't stop!" You clench helplessly around his fingers and let your head roll back to rest on his shoulder.
"Awe baby I'm not gonna stop. Not until I see how pretty you look cumming all over me. Will you do that for me, sweetheart?" he coos, bringing his other hand back up to your throat and squeezing lightly. "Will you cum all over my fingers? I bet you want to right? Wanna come on my fingers while I squeeze this pretty neck of yours?"
You whine and preen at his words and arch your back. Your legs begin to shake as Yunho's circling on your clit quickens pace just slightly, the thrusts of his fingers audible from the squelching between your thighs. Your breath quickens.
"My pretty girl, you're such a mess for me, aren't you? Can you hear how wet you are? All soaked for me? I bet your hands don't feel as good as mine hmm?"
You shake your head no violently, whining as he continues to talk lowly into your ear. Your orgasm builds quickly, and at this point you have no faith in your ability to speak coherently.
"No, they don't do they? I want you to show me how good my hands feel baby. Let go for me, sweetheart."
Your breath catches in your throat as you tip over the edge, and the feeling of your release washes over you. Your whole body jolts in his grasp as he continues pumping his fingers. You feel him squeeze your throat gently, just enough pressure to remind you that he's got you.
"Atta girl, look at you! Doing so good for me." You whine and buck your hips, orgasm still riding through your body. Yunho nips at your neck lightly and slows his pumping to a stop as you continue to shake. "That's it baby, just grind on them for me." The final aftershock of your orgasm finishes, and you go limp in his arms, leaning all of your weight back into his chest and breathing heavily.
Yunho pulls his fingers out and admires the mess you made on them before popping them into his mouth. He's still rock hard, and the taste of you on his fingers makes him twitch again. He'll definitely need your help with that later. He uses the hand around your neck to brush a stray hair from out of your face. "How are you feeling?"
You huff out a breathless laugh and turn your face to nuzzle into his neck. "How do you think I feel? That was...wow."
He can't help the goofy smile that crosses his face. "Oh really? Tell me more, I'd like a full report." He jokes, pulling the two of you down to snuggle on his bed. He grabs a throw blanket from your side and pulls it over the two of you and nearly melts when you curl closer to him, burying your face into his chest.
"Give me a few minutes to recover and I'll show you exactly how I'm feeling right now." Yunho rubs a hand up and down your back.
"I look forward to that."
"And then afterwards you're going to show me what you've been building."
Yunho chuckles and kisses the top of your head. No way in hell.
Hongjoong *did* warn Yunho. He did tell him Seonghwa was a size queen and would go more than a bit feral when he realized his cock was big enough to make their stomach bulge.
The office worker just...didn't know this was what everyone's favorite secretary had in mind.
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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥A/N: Hey~ It's been a while since I've written something for Night Shift, eh? This was a paid commission thanks to my lovely bestie @dreamyinception-world. Thank you so much bby and I hope you enjoy!
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If there is one thing Yunho had picked up on since establishing his relationships, it's that he was very observant of the needs of his boyfriends. Not to say he was boasting or anything, but he did pride himself on how attuned he was to the needs of his lovers, no matter how big or small it is.
When Hongjoong and Seonghwa came along…as unconventional as it was, Yunho found himself adjusting to the new dynamic. He’d had the good fortune of being with the others for so long that he was used to each of their ticks and tells, and knew what they needed, often without them having to say a word.
But Hongjoong and Seonghwa…they were a lot bolder and upfront with their wants and desires.
Hongjoong tackled things head on, the elevator was more than enough to prove that.
But Seonghwa.
Seonghwa was a force of nature of which none of them really knew how to handle, it seems.
Yunho knew something was up when he would feel someone’s gaze on him from across the room. A quick survey and he’d land on Seonghwa, his calm gazed focused on him as he stood dutifully behind Hongjoong.
His hair had gotten long, and he’d dyed it back to his natural black quite a while ago. Yunho is actually quite surprised he’d let his hair grow out so much, figuring he’d fret about his ‘secretary’ image.
His mind is wandering a bit, though.
Those eyes are still staring at him, uncaring if anyone noticed him completely ignoring the meeting around him in favor of staring Yunho down. If he was being honest, it made the taller man fidget, worrying for a moment that he’d done something to set his boyfriend off and upset him.
This melted away the moment Seonghwa locked eyes with him, cocking his head slightly to the left, combing his gaze down Yunho’s form, and quirking his lips ever so slightly. There was the tiniest sliver of his tongue swiping past his bottom lip and Yunho suddenly felt his throat go dry.
Oh.
Yunho didn’t know what the look was for exactly, but he’d be lying if he didn’t say it didn’t make him stir slightly, a dull throb between his legs reminding him of how easy it was for Seonghwa to get under his skin.
Honestly, he would have been embarrassed if he wasn’t painfully aware of how attractive all of his lovers truly were. Who wouldn’t be flustered under the gaze of the Secretary Park?
Now that he’d realized Seonghwa was the one that had been following him with his gaze, he couldn’t help the occasional glaces he tossed his way to see if the older man would eventually have him step aside and follow him or something similar.
Yunho’s instincts were two for two today, and it only took about half an hour of droning in this meeting before Seonghwa bent down to Hongjoong’s ear, whispering something. The white-haired CEO looked directly at Yunho before nodding once at Seonghwa and resting his chin on his palm, pretending to give a shit about what the representive in front of him was talking about.
Yunho felt a excitement creep up in his stomach as Seonghwa made his way to him with long, calculated strides. He couldn’t help the hard swallow of his own spit when Seonghwa stopped right behind him, placing a hand on his shoulder.
“Mr. Jeong, do you mind following me? We need to gather a few refreshments for the meeting. We are out of tea and coffee cakes.”
Yunho stood without hesitation, bowing before leaving the room behind the black-haired secretary. Seonghwa didn’t say anything at first, that much was expected of the professional man, but Yunho did notice he slowed his paces until they were walking right beside each other.
“You want to speak with me about something?” Yunho spoke first after they entered the employee break room. Seonghwa chuckled, the sound deep and rich as he maneuvered around him, grabbing cups and lining them up on a rolling cart.
“What gave you that impression?”
“You look like you’ve been undressing me with your eyes all morning. Did…I read the room incorrectly?”
Seonghwa placed a few tea cakes on the cart and turned to him, cocking his head.
“Oh, not at all. That’s exactly what I’ve been doing.”
Yunho felt his ears heat up, lips parting in surprise as Seonghwa casually placed his hands on the cart, leaning over the center of it so his face was closer to Yunho’s.
“I had quite a…vivid dream this morning, Jeong Yunho, and it’s been running rampant in my moment since I woke up.” He admitted, eyes narrowing in that seductive way that made Yunho’s knees feel weak.
“What…what was the dream?”
Seonghwa combed his gaze down Yunho’s body, tongue poking the side of his cheek as his eyes landed on the outline of Yunho’s half hard cock before snapping up to look in the eyes.
“I’m more of a hands on tutor. I fear explaining will…ruin the surprise.”
Yunho bit his bottom lip, watching as Seonghwa let the cart go and circled around it, brushing his fingers down his arm, running them over his palm and sending goosebumps up his arms.
“Shall I show you?”
“Yes, please.” Yunho felt embarrassed by how quickly the words tumbled out of his mouth. Seonghwa smiled from ear to ear, leaning away from him after touching his wrist.
“Then let’s get through the work day. I’ll make it worth your while if you’re a patient and good puppy.”
Fuck.
Fuck.
It was unfair how good Seonghwa was at making them all come undone with just a few words and brief touches. Yunho followed faithfully behind him once more, hoping no one noticed the flush of his cheeks and the hardness of his cock.
The rest of the day was….a lot.
He found himself following Seonghwa with his eyes more than he was before.
Yunho was thankful when he and the others finally got to leave, staying seated for a while as the representatives poured out with their products, some lingering to add a few final keynotes with Hongjoong and Seonghwa before they filed out, not sparing Yunho a glance as he pretended to gather his things into his briefcase. Once the final one left and the door clicked closed, Yunho felt a hand weave into his hair, tugging until his head rolled back, exposing his flustered face and neck.
He didn’t have to look to know who it was, feeling Seonghwa’s lips fall upon his in a demanding and controlling kiss. He whimpered in an instant, melting in his chair as Seonghwa pushed his tongue past his lips, dominating the kiss.
“Mmph-”
“Such a good puppy. C’mon. We’re heading home so you can get your treat.” He smiled devilishly, a thin ribbon of spittle connecting the two of them as he stared into Yunho’s eyes, palming and groping him through his slacks.
“Please, Hyung-” Yunho sounded pathetic, but he couldn’t help it, pressing his hips up into Seonghwa’s touch, begging for more, hoping he’d just unzip him there and give him some relief-
“Don’t beg yet. There will be plenty of time for you to whimper for me later, Puppy. Pull yourself together, you have to drive our baby boys home and then I’ll play with you.”
Yunho panted, looking at him for a moment longer before following his instructions and standing, casting a look over at Hongjoong.
His Boss and lover was off to the side, an impish smile on his face.
“I did tell you Seonghwa was quite a size queen. He’s gotten addicted, I think. He hasn’t stopped talking about how big you are and how full he felt when you fucked him before.” Hongjoong spoke bluntly, his smile widening when Yunho’s cheeks ignited, his gaze falling back to Seonghwa.
He didn’t miss the way the secretary licked his lips before straightening his tie.
“Enough talking. I believe I have something exciting and enticing waiting for me.” Seonghwa ran his fingers over Yunho’s throat, tilting his head up and smiling.
“And I hope for your sake, you don’t intend to make me wait long.”
Yunho nearly tripped overhimself following Seonghwa and Hongjoong out, biting his lip as he remembered very last minute that he was supposed to be composed.
He heard Hongjoong snicker off to his left, but he chose to ignore it for his own sanity.
-xoxo-
Yunho barely had the chance to kick off his shoes off in the foyer before he felt his tie being snatched. He let out a muffled gasp and followed as Seonghwa walked him like a dog through the home, not sparing the other so much as a passing glance.
It was…incredibly attractive, and Yunho fell into step, following behind Seonghwa faithfully.
He could hear the chatter behind him, the others talking (rather bluntly) about what they thought Seonghwa was going to do with him while Yunho felt himself swell at each filthy suggestion.
“It’s been a while since Seonghwa’s gotten like this, he’s probably going to ride Yunho until he cries.”
“I think he’s going to turn our Puppy into his cum dump. You know how cute he is when he’s overstimulated and begging.”
“Didn’t he buy some new toys recently? Think he’s going to use them on him? I can always tie our pretty boy up and-”
Yunho shot Wooyoung a sharp, faux glare as he began speaking in explicit detail about stringing the tallest man up like a beautiful work of art. Wooyoung caught his gaze and sent him a wicked smile, opening his mouth to continue before Seonghwa stopped short of the master bedroom and sent the man-and Mingi, Yeosang, and Hongjoong, who had been following close behind-a look that made his mouth snap shut.
“Gentleman, I ask that you not distract my puppy from his training tonight. He’s going to need to focus, isn’t that right?” Seonghwa’s sharp eyes turned towards Yunho, and there was something in his gaze that made Yunho’s knees buckle. A noise akin to a whimper escaped his lips before he nodded, looking at him with pleading eyes.
“Yes, Hyung.”
Seonghwa smiled and pulled him by his die into a filthy kiss that made Yunho moan into it. Seonghwa walked him back until his knees hit the bed before a firm push to his chest sent him plopping down onto the mattress.
Yunho bounced once, twice, before Seonghwa lifted his chin with his index finger, a slow methodical smile stretching across his face.
“Take your pants off. Show me that pretty cock of yours, will you?” He loosened his own tie, never taking his gaze off of Yunho as the younger man swallowed thickly and began fumbling with his belt. Once it was undone, he pulled it free of the loops and shoved his pants and boxers down haphazardly, careful not to hit Seonghwa as he kicked them off ungracefully.
Seonghwa’s smile sharpened, clearly trailing his gaze down the expanse of Yunho’s body until they landed on his cock.
“My~ That looks like it hurts, Yunho. Do you need help?”
Yunho flushed, looking at Seonghwa with doe eyes. He could hear kissing coming from somewhere behind him, but he couldn’t break the intimate gaze to find out who it was.
“Please? I got like this because of you, Hyung.” He spoke honestly, his cock throbbing between his legs. Seonghwa’s brows went up before he chuckled and knelt down, slowly wrapping each finger around Yunho’s dick and purring.
“Well then, I guess you need me to take responsibility for what I’ve done, don’t you?”
Yunho opened his mouth to respond, but stopped short when he felt Seonghwa’s lips close around his head. Yunho groaned, thighs twitching as Seonghwa slowly took his time, working his lips down inch by inch.
It was all a show. Yunho knew just as well as Seonghwa did that he could take him completely down his throat without a single gag. This was all to play the long game and drive him crazy (and it was working).
Seonghwa pushed his thighs apart, lightly kneading and caressing the muscle there as his eyes fluttered ever so slightly.
“H-Hyung-” Yunho moaned through gritted teeth as Seonghwa began to bob his head, faster and faster until the soft moans from the taller man and the kissing from who he would later find out was Hongjoong and Wooyoung began to get drowned out by the wet slurps and deep hums from Seonghwa.
“H-Hyung w-wait-”
Seonghwa looked at him through his lashes, head tilted as he held himself all the way down, his mouth like warm velvet as he swallowed. Yunho nearly bucked, covering his own mouth to stifle the surprised cry of ecstasy. Seonghwa’s sharp gaze narrowed for a moment before he slowly pulled off with a pop, his chest rising and falling with a few labored breaths before he leaned forward and circled his tongue over the tip of Yunho’s cock.
“Mingi, get me the lube. Now.” Seonghwa spoke without breaking eye contact with Yunho, grinning when he saw the taller man swallow thickly, flustered. He glanced up when Mingi came to his side, moaning when his other boyfriend stole a kiss before whispering in his ear. Yunho blushed and looked at Seonghwa before nodding.
“Y-You can record, yes.”
Seonghwa arched a brow before chuckling and taking the lube.
“That’s all I need, Mingi. Thank you.” Was the polite dismissal as he popped the cap. Yunho’s eyes snapped down to meet Seonghwa’s, a blush crossing his cheeks.
“Are…are you going to fuck me, Hyung?” He inquired. Seonghwa’s lips curled up as he let the peach-flavored lube fall from the tube and onto his rim. Like a lioness stalking closer to a meal, Yunho watched as Seonghwa rolled and squared his shoulders, running his tongue up from his balls all the way to the tip of his cock, pressing a kiss to his crown as if it were an innocent motion.
“Yunho, my love, I’m going to fucking ruin you tonight. You and I are both going to be cum drunk and fucked stupid by time I’m finished here. You can call it whatever you’d like.”
Yunho’s face went bright red and he found himself not knowing what to do with his hands as Seonghwa sunk back down on his cock, setting a fast and deliberate pace, all while slowly circling his fingers along Yunho’s rim.
Seonghwa waited until he was squirming and mewling, his eyes fluttering involuntarily as the pleasure began to send jolts up and down his spine. His thighs shook and he clenched almost as soon as Seonghwa’s first finger worked its way inside of him.
“Y-You’re mouth…Hyung y-you’re mouth ah-” He tugged and pulled on the sheets, trying to keep still as Seonghwa’s eyes twinkled with mirth.
“Mmm~ Pull my hair. Fuck my throat, if that’s what you want to do Puppy. Show me how good it feels.” Seonghwa popped his mouth off, smiling as he worked two fingers in and out of Yunho, slapping his cock along his tongue lewdly.
“You’ve been so good for me, show me you need me.” He pressed another kiss to the tip of Yunho’s cock, tongue curling around it, teasing and dipping past his slit before sliding back down.
Almost immediately, Yunho’s big hands are in his hair, shaking as he bucked his hips up.
“S-Seonghwa-Hyung…! Hyung! M-Mmmn!” the volume of his voice rose as he thrust in and out of Seonghwa’s mouth. The older man purred in amusement, sliding a third finger into him as he let Yunho use his mouth and throat.
It was messy, drool and lube pooling between Yunho’s legs as he chased an approaching orgasm. Seonghwa got a devious glint in his eye, hearing a hitched gasp from Yeosang and the others’ poorly done attempt at keeping quiet as they pleasured themselves.
He’d be damned if they stole his show.
A well-timed curl of his fingers left Yunho screaming Seonghwa’s name, cumming without further fanfare into the older man’s mouth. Seonghwa smiled, caressing and stroking Yunho’s prostate, half lidded eyes fixed on Yunho’s face as he squirmed and moaned, bucking slightly.
“H-Hyunnnnng nngh-”
“You should say thank you, Puppy.” Hongjoong’s voice drifts in from the left and Yunho trembled, looking down at Seonghwa.
“T-Thank you, Hyung. P-Please can I…can I t-taste myself on your tongue?”
There weren’t many times Yunho felt small, but here and now, under the sharp gaze of Seonghwa, he felt tiny. Seonghwa’s eyes narrowed, combing over every inch of Yunho’s body before he climbed up the length of him, tilting his head and hovering over his face.
Yunho felt his heart thundering in his chest, glancing at his lips before looking back into his eyes.
“Please, kiss me, Hyung.” His voice was pathetic, and clearly that aroused more than a few in the room, if the quiet ‘Fuck-’ that came from behind them was anything to go by.
Seonghwa obliged, bending down to kiss him, pushing his tongue into his mouth and sharing the bittersweet treat he had held onto with the taller man. Yunho whimpered and kissed him back feverishly, his thighs parting wider as Seonghwa sat up straighter, throbbing against his abdomen.
The brunette moaned into the kiss, reaching to stroke and guide his cock lower, his legs shaking with anticipation. Seonghwa purred against his lips, breaking the kiss only long enough for him to pop the cap to his lube and squirt a generous amount on himself before glancing up at Yunho, licking at his puffy lips.
“You just sit back and let me take care of it all tonight, Puppy.”
Yunho felt his cock twitch eagerly as he nodded, settling his head back into the pillows as Seonghwa guided himself down to his rim. He placed one palm near Yunho’s head and smiled down at him.
“I love you, Puppy.”
“I love you too-Oh! Oh, nnngh ah!”
Yunho’s eyes nearly fluttered closed as he was interrupted by the stretch of Seonghwa pushing into him. His hands flew into the secretary’s hair, pulling to ground himself as Seonghwa leaned closer.
“That’s it, Puppy. Enjoy it well. Try not to..mm..get tired, okay?” He winked and kissed him, stopping half way to let Yunho adjust to him and instead distracting him with the kiss. Yunho could still taste himself on Seonghwa’s tongue, along with traces of the coffee he had had during work, a bit of hazelnut and vanilla mixing together.
He’d lost track of how long they sat their, kissing and holding each other, before Seonghwa granted him mercy and began to move his hips.
“Mmm, one of you, go get his collar.” Seonghwa ordered through gritted teeth, his sharp gaze flicking down between Yunho’s legs to watch his cock slide in and out of him.
“Tight as a vice, Puppy. We really should do so much better to pleasure you, shouldn’t we?” He let out a faux sigh before he sat up straighter, smiling.
“Hold yourself open. Mingi, come here.”
Yunho whimpered when he felt the warmth of Seonghwa’s body pull away, but he complied, hooking his hands in the back of his own knees and pulling them open.
His eyelids fluttered, mouth falling open as Seonghwa rocked his hips downwards, each thrust deep and messy as his cock bobbed between his legs. Yunho’s eyes were drawn to a shadow moving closer to him and he locked eyes with Mingi, his face debached as he glanced at the camera’s lense.
“Does it feel good, Puppy? You keep clenching around me, d-do you want me to go faster?” Seonghwa moaned above him and Yunho felt himself arch, mouth falling open as he just barely brushed over his prostate.
“Y-Yes! Yes, please, sir please-”
A wildfire appeared in Seonghwa’s eyes and he paused just long enough to take the collar that was handed to him and secure it around Yunho’s neck. Once done, he smiled and wrapped the joining leash around his fist, tugging just enough to force Yunho’s head up slightly as he looked into his eyes.
“Such a well trained Puppy we have on our hands. Fine. Enjoy it well.” Yunho felt his heart squeeze in anticipation as Seonghwa dragged his tongue across his lips.
“T-Thank yo-AH!” He bucked again, eyes wide as Seonghwa slammed into him hard and fast, the leash tight in his hand and Yunho’s cock in his free hand. His perfectly groomed and combed back hair fell before his forehead as he watched Yunho tremble below him.
“Mingi, mmm…move the camera here.” Seonghwa ordered, jutting his chin out and motioning towards the lewd sight of Yunho’s sizable cock drooling against his stomach and the mess Seonghwa was currently making of his ass, clear, peach-scented lube pooling down between his cheeks.
Mingi shifted closer, biting his lip to keep himself quiet while he recorded Yunho, stroking himself to the explicit sight before him.
Yunho felt his body tingling, buzzing with need as the volume of his voice began to steadily increase.
“H-Hyung! Hyung I-I’m gonna c-cum! Please! Please let me cum please I n-need to cum I c-can’t hold it-” He bucked into Seonghwa’s hand, lips shining with spittle and drool as he shook underneath him. Seonghwa laughed, closing his fingers around Yunho’s cock and tightening his grip.
“W-Wait wait-”
“Yunho~” Seonghwa purred and leaned into his space, licking up the shell of his ear as he sped up. Yunho choked on his own desperate breaths, throbbing in need in Seonghwa’s hand as the older man bit the shell of his ear.
“Did I tell you to cum yet?”
Yunho’s eyes rolled, lips parting as he tried to raise his hips once more, to chase the orgasm that was so close, but instead he was met with Seonghwa releasing the collar and instead wrapping his free hand around his throat.
Yunho’s eyes fluttered, and he gasped weakly, looking up at Seonghwa with a pleading look on his face, his brows tugging together.
“N-no-”
“No, baby, I didn’t tell you to cum, now did I? You were just going to cum all by yourself, hm? For the second time tonight?” Seonghwa cocked a brow, smiling as sweat dripped down his body. Yunho felt his fingers flex around his throat and groaned, a pleasant fuzz clouding his mind.
“I-I’m sorry, Sir. P-Please…Please cum inside of me, I’’ll b-be a good boy and w-wait.”
Seonghwa smiled, loosening his grip on Yunho’s throat and kissing him instead. He paused his thrusts just long enough to change his position, pushing Yunho until his hips rose slightly off the bed, his legs pinned up as Seonghwa ravaged him.
“Mmm, there we go, that’s a good fucking Puppy. If you milk me well, I’ll let you cum as many times you want.” Seonghwa promised, tugging Yunho’s leash once more to tug him into a demanding and dizzying kiss.
Yunho whimpered and clenched down on his cock, eyes rolling back as he tried to kiss back and meet Seonghwa. Eventually, he fell beneath the waves of pleasure, his cock angry and throbbing in Seonghwa’s constricting hand, keeping him from bursting.
“H-Here you go, Yunho. Ngh, that’s my g o o d boy.” Seonghwa growled into the kiss, pumping thick ropes of cum deep inside of him. Yunho shuddered, mouth falling open as he cried out, a spine tingling orgasm being cut short from him by a well-timed squeeze from Seonghwa’s hand.
The brunette’s eyes fluttered, his hands fisting in the sheets, tugging them to keep himself grounded as Seonghwa rolled his hips, making sure every drop from his first orgasm was milked into the taller man.
Once his orgasm came and went, he cupped Yunho’s face, cooing softly to him until those teary-eyes turned up to him. Yunho whimpered, pressing his cheeks into Seonghwa’s hands, looking into his eyes.
Seonghwa’s expression softened a minute or two after he had came, loosening his grip and stroking Yunho slowly, just enough to keep him hard, but not enough to provide him the release he was seeking.
He was met with a beautiful whimper from the brunette for the change up, and Yunho swallowed thickly, trying to find his voice.
“T-thank you for my gift, Hyung.” He panted, looking down at Seonghwa’s hand. He wanted to cum, needed to, but he knew begging wouldn’t help at this point.
Though, his Hyung did take pleasure when they did beg for him.
Seonghwa followed his gaze and chuckled, stealing a kiss from him as he panted, pushing his tongue past his lips to reclaim him before he broke it and pressed their foreheads together.
“You’re doing so well for me, Puppy. I couldn’t let you cum yet, though. I need you nice and thick for me so I can feel every inch.”
Yunho’s eyes focused, looking up at Seonghwa with his lips parted and his bangs sticking to his forehead from the sweat.
That’s right. They were here because Seonghwa wanted his cock.
The blush on his cheeks darkened as he watched Seonghwa lift up, observing the mess of precum on his hand from Yunho’s struggling cock. The secretary turned his hand to and fro before chuckling and grabbing Mingi by the hair, shoving his fingers into his mouth.
“Clean this mess up.” Seonghwa didn’t break eye contact with Yunho as Mingi’s knees buckled. He nearly dropped the camera but reaffirmed his grip, his tongue curling around Seonghwa’s hand and fingers. Yunho watched the two of them, biting his kiss-swollen lips as Mingi got very into licking the precum off of Seonghwa’s fingers and palm.
Once he was satisfied, Seonghwa pulled his hand away and smiled devlishly, grabbing the lube once again.
“Don’t miss a single thing or it’s your ass.” He warned Mingi, giving his cock a squeeze before he turned around and bent over, leaving himself fully explosed to Yunho, Mingi, and the others.
Normally he’d drag it out longer than this, but he was in a rush and his poor puppy was whimpering in need beside him so Seonghwa got to work. He didn’t try to hold back his voice, his back arching beautifully as he stretched and fingered himself open, raising his hips so they all could see he’s cock bob as he shook his hips.
“Please? Please ride me?” Yunho found his voice again, minutes later. Seonghwa glanced over his shoulder, seeing the tallest of their boyfriends had refrained from grabbing his cock and stroking himself along with Seonghwa’s tease show.
Seonghwa smiled and pulled his fingers out, crawling close to him once more.
“Hold your legs up again, Puppy.”
Yunho looked at him in confusion. Was he going to fuck him again? At this rate, he’d burst before he got to be inside of Seonghwa like he thought the secretary wanted.
As if reading his thoughts, Seonghwa’s lips curled up, caressing the back of his toned thighs.
“Do you doubt me?”
“N-No, Hyung.”
“Then open your legs, hold your ankles, and trust me.” Seonghwa ordered, tone dripping with honeyed authority. Yunho nodded and did so, surprisingly flexible for his size thanks to yoga San insisted they all do when they went to the gym.
If he was being honest, the position was…compromising. Especially when he had a load of Seonghwa’s cum deep inside of him threatening to spill out-
Motion brought his mind out of its wandered thoughts, and Seonghwa scooted closer, pushing on his thighs so his ass was higher up. Yunho’s eyes widened, but before he could ask again what the older man was intending to do with the peculiar request, Seonghwa grabbed his cock and moved it back towards his rim.
“W-what-”
“Have you ever heard of the Amazon Position, Puppy?” Seonghwa inquired, purring when he lined up Yunhos’ cock right where he wanted it to be. Yunho felt his heart thundering, his fingers trembling as he held his ankles.
It looked like he was receiving once more despite Seonghwa beginning to sink down on his flushed cock. He shook his head quickly when he realized the older man was waiting for an answer.
“N-No I haven’t-”
“Mmmm…normally its with a man and a woman but since when has something as trivial as gender roles stopped me? If you mmm…look at it, it seems like you’re receiving, doesn’t it? Pinned, completely under-ah, God, you’re huge-my control, and mine to ruin.” Seonghwa purred, finally settling with Yunho deep inside of him.
The motion pushed cum out of the taller man and Yunho flushed, throbbing inside of Seonghwa as Mingi clearly panned the camera down between their legs.
They could see…everything. Seonghwa fully seated on his cock, him spread wide, the messy creampie Seonghwa had gifted him with now making a mess as he held his long legs up and out of the way-
If he was being honest, he was humiliated in a way that made him crave more.
The devilish spark in Seonghwa’s eye returned full force when he watched the cogs turn in Yunho’s mind before he turned his pathetic gaze back up to him.
“S-Show me more, Hyung. Please ruin me and use my cock. I-I’m yours.”
Seonghwa smirked and bent forward, bearing over Yunho and bracing his palms near his head as he looked down at him.
“Oh, I’m going to fucking ruin you. Just like you deserve. You did so well for me.” Seonghwa growled, bouncing on his cock. Yunho moaned, fighting the urge to throw his head back as Seonghwa set a fast, dominating pace.
“God, look at the mess between his legs.” Hongjoong growled.
“O-Of course Seonghwa-Hyung would think of something like this…Yunho looks like he’s going to burst.” Yeosang added, watching Seonghwa ride Yunho in the unfamiliar position.
Yunho groaned, looking down between them to watch his cock disappear in and out of Seonghwa. Occasionally, his vision was drawn by the motion of Seonghwa’s cock, bobbing and slapping against both of their abs.
“God~ I can feel you making me bulge. Is it nice, Puppy? Getting ridden like this? Everyone is watching, you know~ Mmm, I bet we’ll catch them in a few days time, hand down their pants, watching the video back and trying to ahh fuck…keep quiet as they wonder who they wish they were more here, me-mmmm just like that, moan just like that for me-or you.” Seonghwa kept his gaze on Yunho’s face, making sure he didn’t put too much weight on him as he bounced on his cock.
Even with his self control, he felt himself slipping, ecstasy pouring into every corner of his body and sending sparks up and down his spine. Yunho noticed him closing his eyes, sweat running down his body as the raven-haired secretary’s moans got progressively shaky and desperate.
“T-Thank you, Hyung, thank you for using my cock. Y-You’ve got such mm…such a pretty bulge, just like Hongjoongie-Hyung did.” He babbled. Seonghwa’s eyes snapped opened and he looked down, peering at the undeniable bulge of his abdomen.
“F-Fuck! Ngh!” He clenched around Yunho’s cock, tight as a vice, and kissed him feverishly. Yunho moaned, every fiber of his being fighting to keep still as he let Seonghwa ride him. The back of his thighs began to ache from the position, but the pleasure outweighed the dull ache.
“Cum for me…Fucking fill me up, Puppy, cum for me now.” Seonghwa demanded, his mask of composure cracking as the bed began to rock and creak.
Yunho’s eyes rolled as he finally bucked up, cumming deep inside Seonghwa after meeting his thrusts a few times. The two let out a string of unintelligible curses and groans as Seonghwa painted his cum all over their chests.
It took….more than a few minutes for the two of them to refocus. Yunho would register later that both had momentarily blacked out from the pleasure and the others in the room had came over to help them out. Hongjoong and Yeosang gently maneuvered Yunho’s legs back down into a natural position while Mingi and Wooyoung rushed to get drinks for the two.
Seonghwa grunted after he focused, looking behind him and smiling when he felt Yunho was still nestled deep inside of him. Yunho looked at him in surprise when he rose up, his own legs shaking and trembling.
“S-Seonghwa-Hyung?”
The leash was grabbed once more and Yunho felt a small tug to it as Seonghwa got on his knees, lifting his hips up so they all could see the cum running down his thighs.
“D-Did I say we were done yet? I said we’d both be fucked stupid, didn’t I?”
Hongjoong laughed knowingly and Yunho licked his lips, closing the distance between them and pressing his body to Seonghwa’s, hugging his hips and tugging him close to his body.
“No, not yet, Sir.”
“Good boy~”
-xoxo-
“Ow, ow ow-”
“I’m sorry, my love. Please hold still.”
Yunho sighed as Seonghwa massaged his thighs hours later, chuckling softly as the taller man pouted at him.
“Maybe I stretch next time?”
Seonghwa laughed gently and nodded, kissing the back of his thighs as he kneaded them, the oil on his hands sweet and warmed.
“I’ll make sure to take the appropriate measures before trying that again. I’m sorry if it was unpleasant.” He kissed the dimples at the small of Yunho’s back. The brunette huffed and shook his head.
“It wasn’t unpleasant…I want to try again sometime…I just need to do a bit more stretches. Did I…do a good job?” He looked over his shoulder at Seonghwa and the long haired man smiled, kissing the curve of his cheek before placing a small bite there.
“Of course you did, darling. I couldn’t ask for more.”
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Hongjoong *did* warn Yunho. He did tell him Seonghwa was a size queen and would go more than a bit feral when he realized his cock was big enough to make their stomach bulge.
The office worker just...didn't know this was what everyone's favorite secretary had in mind.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥Pairing: Park Seonghwa x Jeong Yunho
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If there is one thing Yunho had picked up on since establishing his relationships, it's that he was very observant of the needs of his boyfriends. Not to say he was boasting or anything, but he did pride himself on how attuned he was to the needs of his lovers, no matter how big or small it is.
When Hongjoong and Seonghwa came along…as unconventional as it was, Yunho found himself adjusting to the new dynamic. He’d had the good fortune of being with the others for so long that he was used to each of their ticks and tells, and knew what they needed, often without them having to say a word.
But Hongjoong and Seonghwa…they were a lot bolder and upfront with their wants and desires.
Hongjoong tackled things head on, the elevator was more than enough to prove that.
But Seonghwa.
Seonghwa was a force of nature of which none of them really knew how to handle, it seems.
Yunho knew something was up when he would feel someone’s gaze on him from across the room. A quick survey and he’d land on Seonghwa, his calm gazed focused on him as he stood dutifully behind Hongjoong.
His hair had gotten long, and he’d dyed it back to his natural black quite a while ago. Yunho is actually quite surprised he’d let his hair grow out so much, figuring he’d fret about his ‘secretary’ image.
His mind is wandering a bit, though.
Those eyes are still staring at him, uncaring if anyone noticed him completely ignoring the meeting around him in favor of staring Yunho down. If he was being honest, it made the taller man fidget, worrying for a moment that he’d done something to set his boyfriend off and upset him.
This melted away the moment Seonghwa locked eyes with him, cocking his head slightly to the left, combing his gaze down Yunho’s form, and quirking his lips ever so slightly. There was the tiniest sliver of his tongue swiping past his bottom lip and Yunho suddenly felt his throat go dry.
Oh.
Yunho didn’t know what the look was for exactly, but he’d be lying if he didn’t say it didn’t make him stir slightly, a dull throb between his legs reminding him of how easy it was for Seonghwa to get under his skin.
Honestly, he would have been embarrassed if he wasn’t painfully aware of how attractive all of his lovers truly were. Who wouldn’t be flustered under the gaze of the Secretary Park?
Now that he’d realized Seonghwa was the one that had been following him with his gaze, he couldn’t help the occasional glaces he tossed his way to see if the older man would eventually have him step aside and follow him or something similar.
Yunho’s instincts were two for two today, and it only took about half an hour of droning in this meeting before Seonghwa bent down to Hongjoong’s ear, whispering something. The white-haired CEO looked directly at Yunho before nodding once at Seonghwa and resting his chin on his palm, pretending to give a shit about what the representive in front of him was talking about.
Yunho felt a excitement creep up in his stomach as Seonghwa made his way to him with long, calculated strides. He couldn’t help the hard swallow of his own spit when Seonghwa stopped right behind him, placing a hand on his shoulder.
“Mr. Jeong, do you mind following me? We need to gather a few refreshments for the meeting. We are out of tea and coffee cakes.”
Yunho stood without hesitation, bowing before leaving the room behind the black-haired secretary. Seonghwa didn’t say anything at first, that much was expected of the professional man, but Yunho did notice he slowed his paces until they were walking right beside each other.
“You want to speak with me about something?” Yunho spoke first after they entered the employee break room. Seonghwa chuckled, the sound deep and rich as he maneuvered around him, grabbing cups and lining them up on a rolling cart.
“What gave you that impression?”
“You look like you’ve been undressing me with your eyes all morning. Did…I read the room incorrectly?”
Seonghwa placed a few tea cakes on the cart and turned to him, cocking his head.
“Oh, not at all. That’s exactly what I’ve been doing.”
Yunho felt his ears heat up, lips parting in surprise as Seonghwa casually placed his hands on the cart, leaning over the center of it so his face was closer to Yunho’s.
“I had quite a…vivid dream this morning, Jeong Yunho, and it’s been running rampant in my moment since I woke up.” He admitted, eyes narrowing in that seductive way that made Yunho’s knees feel weak.
“What…what was the dream?”
Seonghwa combed his gaze down Yunho’s body, tongue poking the side of his cheek as his eyes landed on the outline of Yunho’s half hard cock before snapping up to look in the eyes.
“I’m more of a hands on tutor. I fear explaining will…ruin the surprise.”
Yunho bit his bottom lip, watching as Seonghwa let the cart go and circled around it, brushing his fingers down his arm, running them over his palm and sending goosebumps up his arms.
“Shall I show you?”
“Yes, please.” Yunho felt embarrassed by how quickly the words tumbled out of his mouth. Seonghwa smiled from ear to ear, leaning away from him after touching his wrist.
“Then let’s get through the work day. I’ll make it worth your while if you’re a patient and good puppy.”
Fuck.
Fuck.
It was unfair how good Seonghwa was at making them all come undone with just a few words and brief touches. Yunho followed faithfully behind him once more, hoping no one noticed the flush of his cheeks and the hardness of his cock.
The rest of the day was….a lot.
He found himself following Seonghwa with his eyes more than he was before.
Yunho was thankful when he and the others finally got to leave, staying seated for a while as the representatives poured out with their products, some lingering to add a few final keynotes with Hongjoong and Seonghwa before they filed out, not sparing Yunho a glance as he pretended to gather his things into his briefcase. Once the final one left and the door clicked closed, Yunho felt a hand weave into his hair, tugging until his head rolled back, exposing his flustered face and neck.
He didn’t have to look to know who it was, feeling Seonghwa’s lips fall upon his in a demanding and controlling kiss. He whimpered in an instant, melting in his chair as Seonghwa pushed his tongue past his lips, dominating the kiss.
“Mmph-”
“Such a good puppy. C’mon. We’re heading home so you can get your treat.” He smiled devilishly, a thin ribbon of spittle connecting the two of them as he stared into Yunho’s eyes, palming and groping him through his slacks.
“Please, Hyung-” Yunho sounded pathetic, but he couldn’t help it, pressing his hips up into Seonghwa’s touch, begging for more, hoping he’d just unzip him there and give him some relief-
“Don’t beg yet. There will be plenty of time for you to whimper for me later, Puppy. Pull yourself together, you have to drive our baby boys home and then I’ll play with you.”
Yunho panted, looking at him for a moment longer before following his instructions and standing, casting a look over at Hongjoong.
His Boss and lover was off to the side, an impish smile on his face.
“I did tell you Seonghwa was quite a size queen. He’s gotten addicted, I think. He hasn’t stopped talking about how big you are and how full he felt when you fucked him before.” Hongjoong spoke bluntly, his smile widening when Yunho’s cheeks ignited, his gaze falling back to Seonghwa.
He didn’t miss the way the secretary licked his lips before straightening his tie.
“Enough talking. I believe I have something exciting and enticing waiting for me.” Seonghwa ran his fingers over Yunho’s throat, tilting his head up and smiling.
“And I hope for your sake, you don’t intend to make me wait long.”
Yunho nearly tripped overhimself following Seonghwa and Hongjoong out, biting his lip as he remembered very last minute that he was supposed to be composed.
He heard Hongjoong snicker off to his left, but he chose to ignore it for his own sanity.
-xoxo-
Yunho barely had the chance to kick off his shoes off in the foyer before he felt his tie being snatched. He let out a muffled gasp and followed as Seonghwa walked him like a dog through the home, not sparing the other so much as a passing glance.
It was…incredibly attractive, and Yunho fell into step, following behind Seonghwa faithfully.
He could hear the chatter behind him, the others talking (rather bluntly) about what they thought Seonghwa was going to do with him while Yunho felt himself swell at each filthy suggestion.
“It’s been a while since Seonghwa’s gotten like this, he’s probably going to ride Yunho until he cries.”
“I think he’s going to turn our Puppy into his cum dump. You know how cute he is when he’s overstimulated and begging.”
“Didn’t he buy some new toys recently? Think he’s going to use them on him? I can always tie our pretty boy up and-”
Yunho shot Wooyoung a sharp, faux glare as he began speaking in explicit detail about stringing the tallest man up like a beautiful work of art. Wooyoung caught his gaze and sent him a wicked smile, opening his mouth to continue before Seonghwa stopped short of the master bedroom and sent the man-and Mingi, Yeosang, and Hongjoong, who had been following close behind-a look that made his mouth snap shut.
“Gentleman, I ask that you not distract my puppy from his training tonight. He’s going to need to focus, isn’t that right?” Seonghwa’s sharp eyes turned towards Yunho, and there was something in his gaze that made Yunho’s knees buckle. A noise akin to a whimper escaped his lips before he nodded, looking at him with pleading eyes.
“Yes, Hyung.”
Seonghwa smiled and pulled him by his die into a filthy kiss that made Yunho moan into it. Seonghwa walked him back until his knees hit the bed before a firm push to his chest sent him plopping down onto the mattress.
Yunho bounced once, twice, before Seonghwa lifted his chin with his index finger, a slow methodical smile stretching across his face.
“Take your pants off. Show me that pretty cock of yours, will you?” He loosened his own tie, never taking his gaze off of Yunho as the younger man swallowed thickly and began fumbling with his belt. Once it was undone, he pulled it free of the loops and shoved his pants and boxers down haphazardly, careful not to hit Seonghwa as he kicked them off ungracefully.
Seonghwa’s smile sharpened, clearly trailing his gaze down the expanse of Yunho’s body until they landed on his cock.
“My~ That looks like it hurts, Yunho. Do you need help?”
Yunho flushed, looking at Seonghwa with doe eyes. He could hear kissing coming from somewhere behind him, but he couldn’t break the intimate gaze to find out who it was.
“Please? I got like this because of you, Hyung.” He spoke honestly, his cock throbbing between his legs. Seonghwa’s brows went up before he chuckled and knelt down, slowly wrapping each finger around Yunho’s dick and purring.
“Well then, I guess you need me to take responsibility for what I’ve done, don’t you?”
Yunho opened his mouth to respond, but stopped short when he felt Seonghwa’s lips close around his head. Yunho groaned, thighs twitching as Seonghwa slowly took his time, working his lips down inch by inch.
It was all a show. Yunho knew just as well as Seonghwa did that he could take him completely down his throat without a single gag. This was all to play the long game and drive him crazy (and it was working).
Seonghwa pushed his thighs apart, lightly kneading and caressing the muscle there as his eyes fluttered ever so slightly.
“H-Hyung-” Yunho moaned through gritted teeth as Seonghwa began to bob his head, faster and faster until the soft moans from the taller man and the kissing from who he would later find out was Hongjoong and Wooyoung began to get drowned out by the wet slurps and deep hums from Seonghwa.
“H-Hyung w-wait-”
Seonghwa looked at him through his lashes, head tilted as he held himself all the way down, his mouth like warm velvet as he swallowed. Yunho nearly bucked, covering his own mouth to stifle the surprised cry of ecstasy. Seonghwa’s sharp gaze narrowed for a moment before he slowly pulled off with a pop, his chest rising and falling with a few labored breaths before he leaned forward and circled his tongue over the tip of Yunho’s cock.
“Mingi, get me the lube. Now.” Seonghwa spoke without breaking eye contact with Yunho, grinning when he saw the taller man swallow thickly, flustered. He glanced up when Mingi came to his side, moaning when his other boyfriend stole a kiss before whispering in his ear. Yunho blushed and looked at Seonghwa before nodding.
“Y-You can record, yes.”
Seonghwa arched a brow before chuckling and taking the lube.
“That’s all I need, Mingi. Thank you.” Was the polite dismissal as he popped the cap. Yunho’s eyes snapped down to meet Seonghwa’s, a blush crossing his cheeks.
“Are…are you going to fuck me, Hyung?” He inquired. Seonghwa’s lips curled up as he let the peach-flavored lube fall from the tube and onto his rim. Like a lioness stalking closer to a meal, Yunho watched as Seonghwa rolled and squared his shoulders, running his tongue up from his balls all the way to the tip of his cock, pressing a kiss to his crown as if it were an innocent motion.
“Yunho, my love, I’m going to fucking ruin you tonight. You and I are both going to be cum drunk and fucked stupid by time I’m finished here. You can call it whatever you’d like.”
Yunho’s face went bright red and he found himself not knowing what to do with his hands as Seonghwa sunk back down on his cock, setting a fast and deliberate pace, all while slowly circling his fingers along Yunho’s rim.
Seonghwa waited until he was squirming and mewling, his eyes fluttering involuntarily as the pleasure began to send jolts up and down his spine. His thighs shook and he clenched almost as soon as Seonghwa’s first finger worked its way inside of him.
“Y-You’re mouth…Hyung y-you’re mouth ah-” He tugged and pulled on the sheets, trying to keep still as Seonghwa’s eyes twinkled with mirth.
“Mmm~ Pull my hair. Fuck my throat, if that’s what you want to do Puppy. Show me how good it feels.” Seonghwa popped his mouth off, smiling as he worked two fingers in and out of Yunho, slapping his cock along his tongue lewdly.
“You’ve been so good for me, show me you need me.” He pressed another kiss to the tip of Yunho’s cock, tongue curling around it, teasing and dipping past his slit before sliding back down.
Almost immediately, Yunho’s big hands are in his hair, shaking as he bucked his hips up.
“S-Seonghwa-Hyung…! Hyung! M-Mmmn!” the volume of his voice rose as he thrust in and out of Seonghwa’s mouth. The older man purred in amusement, sliding a third finger into him as he let Yunho use his mouth and throat.
It was messy, drool and lube pooling between Yunho’s legs as he chased an approaching orgasm. Seonghwa got a devious glint in his eye, hearing a hitched gasp from Yeosang and the others’ poorly done attempt at keeping quiet as they pleasured themselves.
He’d be damned if they stole his show.
A well-timed curl of his fingers left Yunho screaming Seonghwa’s name, cumming without further fanfare into the older man’s mouth. Seonghwa smiled, caressing and stroking Yunho’s prostate, half lidded eyes fixed on Yunho’s face as he squirmed and moaned, bucking slightly.
“H-Hyunnnnng nngh-”
“You should say thank you, Puppy.” Hongjoong’s voice drifts in from the left and Yunho trembled, looking down at Seonghwa.
“T-Thank you, Hyung. P-Please can I…can I t-taste myself on your tongue?”
There weren’t many times Yunho felt small, but here and now, under the sharp gaze of Seonghwa, he felt tiny. Seonghwa’s eyes narrowed, combing over every inch of Yunho’s body before he climbed up the length of him, tilting his head and hovering over his face.
Yunho felt his heart thundering in his chest, glancing at his lips before looking back into his eyes.
“Please, kiss me, Hyung.” His voice was pathetic, and clearly that aroused more than a few in the room, if the quiet ‘Fuck-’ that came from behind them was anything to go by.
Seonghwa obliged, bending down to kiss him, pushing his tongue into his mouth and sharing the bittersweet treat he had held onto with the taller man. Yunho whimpered and kissed him back feverishly, his thighs parting wider as Seonghwa sat up straighter, throbbing against his abdomen.
The brunette moaned into the kiss, reaching to stroke and guide his cock lower, his legs shaking with anticipation. Seonghwa purred against his lips, breaking the kiss only long enough for him to pop the cap to his lube and squirt a generous amount on himself before glancing up at Yunho, licking at his puffy lips.
“You just sit back and let me take care of it all tonight, Puppy.”
Yunho felt his cock twitch eagerly as he nodded, settling his head back into the pillows as Seonghwa guided himself down to his rim. He placed one palm near Yunho’s head and smiled down at him.
“I love you, Puppy.”
“I love you too-Oh! Oh, nnngh ah!”
Yunho’s eyes nearly fluttered closed as he was interrupted by the stretch of Seonghwa pushing into him. His hands flew into the secretary’s hair, pulling to ground himself as Seonghwa leaned closer.
“That’s it, Puppy. Enjoy it well. Try not to..mm..get tired, okay?” He winked and kissed him, stopping half way to let Yunho adjust to him and instead distracting him with the kiss. Yunho could still taste himself on Seonghwa’s tongue, along with traces of the coffee he had had during work, a bit of hazelnut and vanilla mixing together.
He’d lost track of how long they sat their, kissing and holding each other, before Seonghwa granted him mercy and began to move his hips.
“Mmm, one of you, go get his collar.” Seonghwa ordered through gritted teeth, his sharp gaze flicking down between Yunho’s legs to watch his cock slide in and out of him.
“Tight as a vice, Puppy. We really should do so much better to pleasure you, shouldn’t we?” He let out a faux sigh before he sat up straighter, smiling.
“Hold yourself open. Mingi, come here.”
Yunho whimpered when he felt the warmth of Seonghwa’s body pull away, but he complied, hooking his hands in the back of his own knees and pulling them open.
His eyelids fluttered, mouth falling open as Seonghwa rocked his hips downwards, each thrust deep and messy as his cock bobbed between his legs. Yunho’s eyes were drawn to a shadow moving closer to him and he locked eyes with Mingi, his face debached as he glanced at the camera’s lense.
“Does it feel good, Puppy? You keep clenching around me, d-do you want me to go faster?” Seonghwa moaned above him and Yunho felt himself arch, mouth falling open as he just barely brushed over his prostate.
“Y-Yes! Yes, please, sir please-”
A wildfire appeared in Seonghwa’s eyes and he paused just long enough to take the collar that was handed to him and secure it around Yunho’s neck. Once done, he smiled and wrapped the joining leash around his fist, tugging just enough to force Yunho’s head up slightly as he looked into his eyes.
“Such a well trained Puppy we have on our hands. Fine. Enjoy it well.” Yunho felt his heart squeeze in anticipation as Seonghwa dragged his tongue across his lips.
“T-Thank yo-AH!” He bucked again, eyes wide as Seonghwa slammed into him hard and fast, the leash tight in his hand and Yunho’s cock in his free hand. His perfectly groomed and combed back hair fell before his forehead as he watched Yunho tremble below him.
“Mingi, mmm…move the camera here.” Seonghwa ordered, jutting his chin out and motioning towards the lewd sight of Yunho’s sizable cock drooling against his stomach and the mess Seonghwa was currently making of his ass, clear, peach-scented lube pooling down between his cheeks.
Mingi shifted closer, biting his lip to keep himself quiet while he recorded Yunho, stroking himself to the explicit sight before him.
Yunho felt his body tingling, buzzing with need as the volume of his voice began to steadily increase.
“H-Hyung! Hyung I-I’m gonna c-cum! Please! Please let me cum please I n-need to cum I c-can’t hold it-” He bucked into Seonghwa’s hand, lips shining with spittle and drool as he shook underneath him. Seonghwa laughed, closing his fingers around Yunho’s cock and tightening his grip.
“W-Wait wait-”
“Yunho~” Seonghwa purred and leaned into his space, licking up the shell of his ear as he sped up. Yunho choked on his own desperate breaths, throbbing in need in Seonghwa’s hand as the older man bit the shell of his ear.
“Did I tell you to cum yet?”
Yunho’s eyes rolled, lips parting as he tried to raise his hips once more, to chase the orgasm that was so close, but instead he was met with Seonghwa releasing the collar and instead wrapping his free hand around his throat.
Yunho’s eyes fluttered, and he gasped weakly, looking up at Seonghwa with a pleading look on his face, his brows tugging together.
“N-no-”
“No, baby, I didn’t tell you to cum, now did I? You were just going to cum all by yourself, hm? For the second time tonight?” Seonghwa cocked a brow, smiling as sweat dripped down his body. Yunho felt his fingers flex around his throat and groaned, a pleasant fuzz clouding his mind.
“I-I’m sorry, Sir. P-Please…Please cum inside of me, I’’ll b-be a good boy and w-wait.”
Seonghwa smiled, loosening his grip on Yunho’s throat and kissing him instead. He paused his thrusts just long enough to change his position, pushing Yunho until his hips rose slightly off the bed, his legs pinned up as Seonghwa ravaged him.
“Mmm, there we go, that’s a good fucking Puppy. If you milk me well, I’ll let you cum as many times you want.” Seonghwa promised, tugging Yunho’s leash once more to tug him into a demanding and dizzying kiss.
Yunho whimpered and clenched down on his cock, eyes rolling back as he tried to kiss back and meet Seonghwa. Eventually, he fell beneath the waves of pleasure, his cock angry and throbbing in Seonghwa’s constricting hand, keeping him from bursting.
“H-Here you go, Yunho. Ngh, that’s my g o o d boy.” Seonghwa growled into the kiss, pumping thick ropes of cum deep inside of him. Yunho shuddered, mouth falling open as he cried out, a spine tingling orgasm being cut short from him by a well-timed squeeze from Seonghwa’s hand.
The brunette’s eyes fluttered, his hands fisting in the sheets, tugging them to keep himself grounded as Seonghwa rolled his hips, making sure every drop from his first orgasm was milked into the taller man.
Once his orgasm came and went, he cupped Yunho’s face, cooing softly to him until those teary-eyes turned up to him. Yunho whimpered, pressing his cheeks into Seonghwa’s hands, looking into his eyes.
Seonghwa’s expression softened a minute or two after he had came, loosening his grip and stroking Yunho slowly, just enough to keep him hard, but not enough to provide him the release he was seeking.
He was met with a beautiful whimper from the brunette for the change up, and Yunho swallowed thickly, trying to find his voice.
“T-thank you for my gift, Hyung.” He panted, looking down at Seonghwa’s hand. He wanted to cum, needed to, but he knew begging wouldn’t help at this point.
Though, his Hyung did take pleasure when they did beg for him.
Seonghwa followed his gaze and chuckled, stealing a kiss from him as he panted, pushing his tongue past his lips to reclaim him before he broke it and pressed their foreheads together.
“You’re doing so well for me, Puppy. I couldn’t let you cum yet, though. I need you nice and thick for me so I can feel every inch.”
Yunho’s eyes focused, looking up at Seonghwa with his lips parted and his bangs sticking to his forehead from the sweat.
That’s right. They were here because Seonghwa wanted his cock.
The blush on his cheeks darkened as he watched Seonghwa lift up, observing the mess of precum on his hand from Yunho’s struggling cock. The secretary turned his hand to and fro before chuckling and grabbing Mingi by the hair, shoving his fingers into his mouth.
“Clean this mess up.” Seonghwa didn’t break eye contact with Yunho as Mingi’s knees buckled. He nearly dropped the camera but reaffirmed his grip, his tongue curling around Seonghwa’s hand and fingers. Yunho watched the two of them, biting his kiss-swollen lips as Mingi got very into licking the precum off of Seonghwa’s fingers and palm.
Once he was satisfied, Seonghwa pulled his hand away and smiled devlishly, grabbing the lube once again.
“Don’t miss a single thing or it’s your ass.” He warned Mingi, giving his cock a squeeze before he turned around and bent over, leaving himself fully explosed to Yunho, Mingi, and the others.
Normally he’d drag it out longer than this, but he was in a rush and his poor puppy was whimpering in need beside him so Seonghwa got to work. He didn’t try to hold back his voice, his back arching beautifully as he stretched and fingered himself open, raising his hips so they all could see he’s cock bob as he shook his hips.
“Please? Please ride me?” Yunho found his voice again, minutes later. Seonghwa glanced over his shoulder, seeing the tallest of their boyfriends had refrained from grabbing his cock and stroking himself along with Seonghwa’s tease show.
Seonghwa smiled and pulled his fingers out, crawling close to him once more.
“Hold your legs up again, Puppy.”
Yunho looked at him in confusion. Was he going to fuck him again? At this rate, he’d burst before he got to be inside of Seonghwa like he thought the secretary wanted.
As if reading his thoughts, Seonghwa’s lips curled up, caressing the back of his toned thighs.
“Do you doubt me?”
“N-No, Hyung.”
“Then open your legs, hold your ankles, and trust me.” Seonghwa ordered, tone dripping with honeyed authority. Yunho nodded and did so, surprisingly flexible for his size thanks to yoga San insisted they all do when they went to the gym.
If he was being honest, the position was…compromising. Especially when he had a load of Seonghwa’s cum deep inside of him threatening to spill out-
Motion brought his mind out of its wandered thoughts, and Seonghwa scooted closer, pushing on his thighs so his ass was higher up. Yunho’s eyes widened, but before he could ask again what the older man was intending to do with the peculiar request, Seonghwa grabbed his cock and moved it back towards his rim.
“W-what-”
“Have you ever heard of the Amazon Position, Puppy?” Seonghwa inquired, purring when he lined up Yunhos’ cock right where he wanted it to be. Yunho felt his heart thundering, his fingers trembling as he held his ankles.
It looked like he was receiving once more despite Seonghwa beginning to sink down on his flushed cock. He shook his head quickly when he realized the older man was waiting for an answer.
“N-No I haven’t-”
“Mmmm…normally its with a man and a woman but since when has something as trivial as gender roles stopped me? If you mmm…look at it, it seems like you’re receiving, doesn’t it? Pinned, completely under-ah, God, you’re huge-my control, and mine to ruin.” Seonghwa purred, finally settling with Yunho deep inside of him.
The motion pushed cum out of the taller man and Yunho flushed, throbbing inside of Seonghwa as Mingi clearly panned the camera down between their legs.
They could see…everything. Seonghwa fully seated on his cock, him spread wide, the messy creampie Seonghwa had gifted him with now making a mess as he held his long legs up and out of the way-
If he was being honest, he was humiliated in a way that made him crave more.
The devilish spark in Seonghwa’s eye returned full force when he watched the cogs turn in Yunho’s mind before he turned his pathetic gaze back up to him.
“S-Show me more, Hyung. Please ruin me and use my cock. I-I’m yours.”
Seonghwa smirked and bent forward, bearing over Yunho and bracing his palms near his head as he looked down at him.
“Oh, I’m going to fucking ruin you. Just like you deserve. You did so well for me.” Seonghwa growled, bouncing on his cock. Yunho moaned, fighting the urge to throw his head back as Seonghwa set a fast, dominating pace.
“God, look at the mess between his legs.” Hongjoong growled.
“O-Of course Seonghwa-Hyung would think of something like this…Yunho looks like he’s going to burst.” Yeosang added, watching Seonghwa ride Yunho in the unfamiliar position.
Yunho groaned, looking down between them to watch his cock disappear in and out of Seonghwa. Occasionally, his vision was drawn by the motion of Seonghwa’s cock, bobbing and slapping against both of their abs.
“God~ I can feel you making me bulge. Is it nice, Puppy? Getting ridden like this? Everyone is watching, you know~ Mmm, I bet we’ll catch them in a few days time, hand down their pants, watching the video back and trying to ahh fuck…keep quiet as they wonder who they wish they were more here, me-mmmm just like that, moan just like that for me-or you.” Seonghwa kept his gaze on Yunho’s face, making sure he didn’t put too much weight on him as he bounced on his cock.
Even with his self control, he felt himself slipping, ecstasy pouring into every corner of his body and sending sparks up and down his spine. Yunho noticed him closing his eyes, sweat running down his body as the raven-haired secretary’s moans got progressively shaky and desperate.
“T-Thank you, Hyung, thank you for using my cock. Y-You’ve got such mm…such a pretty bulge, just like Hongjoongie-Hyung did.” He babbled. Seonghwa’s eyes snapped opened and he looked down, peering at the undeniable bulge of his abdomen.
“F-Fuck! Ngh!” He clenched around Yunho’s cock, tight as a vice, and kissed him feverishly. Yunho moaned, every fiber of his being fighting to keep still as he let Seonghwa ride him. The back of his thighs began to ache from the position, but the pleasure outweighed the dull ache.
“Cum for me…Fucking fill me up, Puppy, cum for me now.” Seonghwa demanded, his mask of composure cracking as the bed began to rock and creak.
Yunho’s eyes rolled as he finally bucked up, cumming deep inside Seonghwa after meeting his thrusts a few times. The two let out a string of unintelligible curses and groans as Seonghwa painted his cum all over their chests.
It took….more than a few minutes for the two of them to refocus. Yunho would register later that both had momentarily blacked out from the pleasure and the others in the room had came over to help them out. Hongjoong and Yeosang gently maneuvered Yunho’s legs back down into a natural position while Mingi and Wooyoung rushed to get drinks for the two.
Seonghwa grunted after he focused, looking behind him and smiling when he felt Yunho was still nestled deep inside of him. Yunho looked at him in surprise when he rose up, his own legs shaking and trembling.
“S-Seonghwa-Hyung?”
The leash was grabbed once more and Yunho felt a small tug to it as Seonghwa got on his knees, lifting his hips up so they all could see the cum running down his thighs.
“D-Did I say we were done yet? I said we’d both be fucked stupid, didn’t I?”
Hongjoong laughed knowingly and Yunho licked his lips, closing the distance between them and pressing his body to Seonghwa’s, hugging his hips and tugging him close to his body.
“No, not yet, Sir.”
“Good boy~”
-xoxo-
“Ow, ow ow-”
“I’m sorry, my love. Please hold still.”
Yunho sighed as Seonghwa massaged his thighs hours later, chuckling softly as the taller man pouted at him.
“Maybe I stretch next time?”
Seonghwa laughed gently and nodded, kissing the back of his thighs as he kneaded them, the oil on his hands sweet and warmed.
“I’ll make sure to take the appropriate measures before trying that again. I’m sorry if it was unpleasant.” He kissed the dimples at the small of Yunho’s back. The brunette huffed and shook his head.
“It wasn’t unpleasant…I want to try again sometime…I just need to do a bit more stretches. Did I…do a good job?” He looked over his shoulder at Seonghwa and the long haired man smiled, kissing the curve of his cheek before placing a small bite there.
“Of course you did, darling. I couldn’t ask for more.”
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