#heesun

Despite his exaggerated protests, Sunoo lifted his hips, letting Heeseung pull his jeans and boxers down. He was already half hard, making Heeseung smirk. Heeseung took him in his hand, making Sunoo’s breath hitch, his fingers gripping the plush comforter under him. Heeseung ran his tongue along the underside of his cock, Sunoo pulled his lip between his teeth. Heeseung didn’t break eye contact when he took him into his mouth, running his hands up his bare thighs and up under his baggy t-shirt. His skin was soft under his fingers, feeling the toned smooth planes of his stomach. Heeseung gripped his sides, squeezing gently. Sunoo shuttered when he took his cock deeper into his mouth, slowly teasing with his tongue.

“Hee—please.” Sunoo whined.

Heeseung didn’t stop—or slow—he simply pushed Sunoo down to lay on his back. Sunoo tangled one hand in Heeseung’s hair, trying to speed him up. Heeseung pulls his hand away, pinning it to the bed. Sunoo groaned, bucking his hips up, making Heeseung gag lightly.

He pulled off, lips slick with spit as he spoke, “Try that again and I’ll leave you here.”

“Hyung, please, ‘m sorry—I just…”

Heeseung moved away, licking his lips as he slid onto the bed behind Sunoo, pulling him into his lap. Lifting Sunoo’s shirt over his head—and haphazardly tossing it to the side—he pressed his lips to Sunoo’s ear, nipping at his earlobe as his hands roamed his skin. Sunoo felt exposed, especially feeling Heeseung fully clothed behind him. He tried to close his legs but Heeseung pulled them open, hooking them over his knees to hold them there.

“You gonna be good for me, Ddeonu?” He whispers into his ear.

Sunoo shutters, nodding softly.

“Words, baby.”

“Yes… Yes, I’ll be good.” He breathes, gnawing on his lip.

Sunoo was wet enough from Heeseung’s mouth that his hand glided smooth over his cock. The stark contrast between Heeseung’s honey tinted skin and Sunoo’s pale complexion made Heeseung smirk. “You look so pretty like this, baby.” He said, hushed in Sunoo’s ear, “All spread out and ready for me. Were you secretly hoping I’d come by?”

“Y-yes.” Sunoo whines, squeezing his eyes shut as he fights the urge to buck up into Heeseung’s hand.

His pace was slow and steady, keeping Sunoo right on the edge. He started to get louder, whining as his head lulled back on Heeseung’s shoulder. Heeseung pressed a kiss to his jaw, grinning as Sunoo unraveled under his touch. Heeseung pumps his hand along Sunoo’s length, increasing his speed just slightly. It was enough that Sunoo started to squirm, keening loudly.

Heeseung quickly covers his mouth, muttering in his ear, “Shh, baby, can you be quiet for me?”

Sunoo’s eyes rolled back, going limp in his lap, because no, he couldn’t be quiet. Not even close. Sunoo bucked his lips into Heeseung’s touch, babbling into his palm as he begged for more.

“Patience…” Heeseung presses a kiss behind Sunoo’s ear, continuing to whisper sweet nothings. His pace increases and Sunoo arches his back, his whimpers get louder.

“Do you need something to keep your mouth occupied?” Heeseung slows his ministrations, but as Sunoo opens his mouth to protest, he slips two fingers between his lips. Sunoo hums, eyes fluttering closed as he’s given something else to focus on.

“Good boy.” Heeseung coos into his ear, picking his pace back up.

Sunoo laps at his fingers, eyes fluttering closed as he savored the feeling. But just as he was beginning to imagine it was Heeseung’s cock between his lips, he pulled his fingers away, trailing the spit slick digits down to circle Sunoo’s nipple. He bites his lip, looking down as Heeseung teases the hardening bud.

“H-Hee—” He mumbles, unable to tear his eyes away from the obscene things being done to him.

“What, pretty boy? Feel too good?” Heeseung peppers kisses across his jaw.

“G-gonna—gonna cum…” Sunoo gasps, “C-can I come… P-please?”

“Can you be quiet?”

Sunoo nods frantically, “Yes… I’ll be quiet. I-I swear, just—please!”

“Cum for me, Ddeonu.” Heeseung murmurs in his ear.

The nickname alone would’ve done him in, Sunoo writhed in his lap, fingers digging into Heeseung’s thighs as he came in his hand. But Heeseung didn’t stop, he kept the steady pace.

“H-Hee—Hyung, it’s too much… I can’t—” Heeseung covers his mouth again, holding him down as he pumps his hand faster over Sunoo’s cock. Sunoo tries to push Heeseung’s hand away, clawing at his arm, but he isn’t deterred. Within a minute Sunoo comes again, crying out into Heeseung’s hand as his ministrations finally slow to a stop.

“You did so good, baby.” Heeseung kisses away a tear from Sunoo’s cheek. He hiccups a sob as Heeseung pulls his hand away, cleaning his cheeks with his thumb. Sunoo was flushed pink, a dramatic contrast from his normally sallow complexion. 

“You okay, Sunoo?” Heeseung asks, reaching over to clean his hand with a tissue.

Sunoo nods, unable to form words at that exact moment. He was sticky and hot, breath heavy as he panted, muscles sore.

“Do you want a bath or a shower?” Heeseung asks.

“Mmm…” Sunoo groans in lue of an answer.

Heeseung takes his chin between his fingers, tilting his head towards him. “Pick one, or I’ll pick for you.”

“Bath.” Sunoo whispers.

Heeseung smiles fondly, “Come on, pretty boy.” He slides the pair of them off the bed, picking Sunoo up into his arms and carrying him towards the bathroom.

hope you enjoyed! let me know if you want to see anything like this in the future <3