#hox

He can admit, he is quite handsome; he's young with sharp eyes. A snarky smile, dimples that lead you to false innocence, and a stinging jawline. He can see his build is quite impressive, with broad shoulders and a slim, tapered waist. The waistcoat he's wearing accentuated his torso. The rolled sleeves of his dress shirt exposed thick forearms, leading to a glimmer watch and thin silver rings adorning two of his fingers. Hongjoong can feel the bartender's eyes on him, sharp and cat-like as he makes drinks and tends to his customers.

You stared in disbelief as Hongjoong eyed the bartender, smacking his chest a few times before he finally looked back at you. “Having fun eye fucking the bartender?” You chuckled as you took another sip of your drink. Hongjoong huffs out a laugh, pulling your legs closer to him while adjusting his hold on your waist. You both looked over at the bar, watching him as he poured out drinks. As if he felt the eyes on him, he looked over at you; offering Hongjoong a curt nod and you a quick wink.

Hongjoong nearly broke the glass in his hand, cursing under his breath as you swung an arm around his shoulders. He looked over at you with faux discontent, glancing at the bar before pulling you closer. His lips ghosted over yours, his hands getting more bold as he held you. Hongjoong held you tightly as he kissed you, his lips molding with yours. His hands splayed possessively over your hips and thighs.

Your hands rest on his neck, pushing your hips ever so closer to his. Hongjoong always kissed you with raw and vulnerable emotions, this kiss was nothing short of that. But there was a hidden emotion resting on his tongue as it twisted and danced with yours. Hongjoong's hands became bold as the kiss grew frenzied, trailing up under your dress and along your inner thighs. As you continued to lose yourself in the dizzying kiss, Hongjoong found it more amusing to watch the bartender squirm.

Hongjoong smirked against your lips, watching the bartender with interest as his eyes kept flickering between the pair of you and his customers. Hongjoong's eyes fluttered as he shifted you in his lap. He stood abruptly, hooking your legs over his arm and clutching your side. He nodded to the bartender, motioning to the private rooms. Hongjoong let your lips trail down his neck, a smirk on his face as he listened to the footsteps echoing behind him.

He kicked open the door to a room, peeking over his shoulder as he dropped you down onto the bed. “Either lock the door or get back to work.” The bartender quickly looked between you, closing and locking the door behind him. Hongjoong sits on the edge of the bed beside you, leaning back on his palm. He rests a hand on his thigh, watching the cute bartender shift in his spot. He takes note of his hands that are clasped behind his back.

You lean against Hongjoong, crossing a leg over the other as your eyes drink in every part of the man in front of you. “No wonder you were eye fucking him so hard, he's hot, Joong.” Hongjoong chuckles breathlessly, mimicking your actions of eyeing up the man. His voice was gruff, “What's you're name, sweetheart?” You coo at the man, getting up to watch him a little closer.

You place your hands carefully on his waist, feeling his muscles from under his shirt. “C'mon pretty boy, don't keep him waiting.” You whisper against his ear, nipping at his lobe. Said man swallowed thickly, his voice coming out deep and soothing. “It's San.” You hummed softly as you kissed down his neck. Hongjoong slowly stood, shrugging off his loosened tie. He kisses your cheek, watching San from the corner of his eye.

“Wait on the bed for us, yea?” Hongjoong turned back to San with hazy eyes, a smug expression on his face. San gulped nervously, feeling something excitingly dangerous in Hongjoong's eyes. “Turn around, pretty boy.” San listened without a hitch, earning a kiss on the back of his neck. Hongjoong quickly tied San's hands together, taking full advantage of their clasped position behind his back.

“C'mon Joong, don't hog the pretty boy to yourself.” Hongjoong can hear the pout on your face, laughing as he pushed San towards you. By now you'd taken off your dress, sitting pretty on the edge of the bed in a matching set. “On your knees, pretty boy.” San quickly fell to his knees in front of you, his cheeks flushing a cute pink. “Get to it, baby. Don't keep me waiting now.” San's eyes widened as you spread your legs, his eyes zeroing in on the growing wet patch on your panties.

San bit his lips nervously, leaning down to you as you leaned back onto your elbows. San slowly peeled the fabric off of you with his teeth, watching you kick the fabric off your ankles. “Let's put that pretty mouth to use, shall we?” Hongjoong called out from behind him, pushing San's head between your thighs. San immediately followed his lead, sucking your aching clit into his awaiting mouth.

San peered up at you with wide eyes, giving your twitching clit harsh licks. Your head rolled back, letting one of your hands trail down to card through his hair. San's tongue swiped at your clit with vigor, focusing his tongue to swirl and suckle at the twitching bud. Each pass of his tongue over your clit had your thighs twitching, shaking around San's head. San whimpered against your pussy as Hongjoong gripped his hair, pushing his face into your cunt.

“There we go, sweetheart. Making my pretty girl feel so good.” San whimpered again, looking up at you with teary eyes. Your mouth hung open in pleasure as your release crept into your core. “Just like that, pretty boy. Keep going.” San whined at the name, his hips rutting into the air. You bucked your hips against his face, letting the roll of your hips get sloppy.

Hongjoong pulled San away from your wet cunt, cursing under his breath as he breathed heavily. “On the bed, on your knees, pretty boy.” Hongjoong patted his shoulder, helping you sit up. San listened wordlessly, facing you as he kneeled on the bed. You sank to the floor on shaky knees, fumbling around with San's shirt buttons. Hongjoong stood behind you, tugging San in by a fistful of his shirt. San could feel Hongjoong's breath on his face, his eyes flickering from his eyes to his lips. “Please kiss me.”

San voiced out meekly, his face burning. He can still feel your wetness that drips down his chin, a lewd sight as you watched the ordeal with the best seat in the house. “What was that, cutie? What did you want?” You cooed softly, marveling at the impressive body hidden beneath his clothes. Your hands pulled harshly at his belt and zipper, tugging them low enough to let his leaking cock spring up against his stomach.

Hongjoong hummed softly, tilting San's head up to his. San's hips bucked when your tongue dug into his slit, circling his tip. “Kiss me, please. Want you to kiss me.” Hongjoong groaned hoarsely, matching San's desperation as he kissed the bartender senselessly. San lost himself in the kiss, his hips bucking into your mouth as he let Hongjoong's tongue trace every crevice of his mouth.

Your mouth worked wonders on his cock, drawing him away from the ability to kiss back Hongjoong. “Can't multitask anymore, pretty boy? Gone all empty up here after feeling a warm mouth on your dick?” Hongjoong smirked at the whine that San let out, kissing down his neck. He nipped at the freckled skin softly, pressing his fingers against the nape of San's neck. San moaned against his lips, his hips bucking into your mouth.

Hongjoong stared down at you as you stroked San with an increasing pace, suckling his tip into your mouth. “Sensitive, huh?” Hongjoong's hands trailed from the boy's neck to his chest, ghosting his fingers over his nipples. San's hips jumped, making you sputter around his cock. Hongjoong pinched, pulled, and tweaked the younger man's chest, enjoying seeing him rock his hips into your waiting mouth. You pulled off of him with a muted pop, jerking him off quickly.

You watched as San's chest heaved, the cutest whimpers slipping from his lips. Hongjoong kissed up his neck, smirking against his skin with interest. “Easy now, sweetpea. Give my pretty girl what they want,” You stroked him quickly, letting his throbbing length rest against your tongue. “Don't be greedy now, pretty boy. It's only fair that my good girl has a taste too.” San's cock throbbed in your hands, his chest heaving with every breathy moan he let out.

You eagerly gulped down every drop, dipping your tongue into his slit as the final waves of his orgasm washed off. Hongjoong pressed his lips to yours before you could swallow the last drops, savoring the bitter-sweet taste on your tongue. Your eyes wandered down Hongjoong's figure, eyeing the bulge in his jeans. San's eyes followed yours, biting his lips as he eyed the impressive tent in the older man's pants.

You curled a hand around Hongjoong's thigh, pressing your other hand against San's. “I'm sure we can both help with that, right, pretty boy?”