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[ junsu doesn't react, but on the inside, he feels frozen. what if minsu can tell he's lying, and has been lying about that? what if he tells the guards, they're not going to believe him, they're going to beat him... what if he eats him? ]
What do you mean?
What do you mean?
[ junsu moans, right against him, tongue inside him, he presses a thumb along his rim too, opening him up so he can go deeper, further. he doesn't want joon to come from just this though. he wants to give him what he wants.
he pulls away, pressing a kiss at the curve of his backside. ]
Shh, not yet. Hold on a little longer.
[ his hand smoothes the small of his back as he reaches for lube, leaving as he prepares his fingers, returning as a stabilizing, soothing presence.
joon's body is more relaxed, acclimating alright to something inside. but he still takes his time, lubed fingers rubbing over his hole as he presses kisses along his skin, along the cover toward his back. he's slow when he pushes a finger inside, gives joon time before moving, stretching, adding another. he wishes he could make this last, could make this part feel as good and hot as every other touch, but he's more focused on making sure he won't hurt him. ]
You're doing amazing, Joonah. [ he says, pressing a kiss to his shoulder, adding a third finger. ]
he pulls away, pressing a kiss at the curve of his backside. ]
Shh, not yet. Hold on a little longer.
[ his hand smoothes the small of his back as he reaches for lube, leaving as he prepares his fingers, returning as a stabilizing, soothing presence.
joon's body is more relaxed, acclimating alright to something inside. but he still takes his time, lubed fingers rubbing over his hole as he presses kisses along his skin, along the cover toward his back. he's slow when he pushes a finger inside, gives joon time before moving, stretching, adding another. he wishes he could make this last, could make this part feel as good and hot as every other touch, but he's more focused on making sure he won't hurt him. ]
You're doing amazing, Joonah. [ he says, pressing a kiss to his shoulder, adding a third finger. ]
[joon whimpers but complies, lifting his hips up just a little so he's not as tempted to rut against the bedding. it's slightly counter-productive, because it just offers him even more to junsu's mouth.
he can do it though. he's strong enough to resist the urges of his body. whether he's strong enough to resist the urges of his heart is another matter entirely.
junsu doesn't need to worry about making this part feel good, because it does. the stretch reminds him that this is really happening, and he didn't expect that it would ever again, at least not with someone that he cared about. joon presses his forehead against the pillow, on the verge of being overtaken by memories and sadness of the the past. but then he feels junsu's lips pressing against his skin. joon knows that it's him instantly, and it brings him back, it gives him a happiness that he didn't expect and definitely doesn't deserve.]
Mmm, I like being good for you.
he can do it though. he's strong enough to resist the urges of his body. whether he's strong enough to resist the urges of his heart is another matter entirely.
junsu doesn't need to worry about making this part feel good, because it does. the stretch reminds him that this is really happening, and he didn't expect that it would ever again, at least not with someone that he cared about. joon presses his forehead against the pillow, on the verge of being overtaken by memories and sadness of the the past. but then he feels junsu's lips pressing against his skin. joon knows that it's him instantly, and it brings him back, it gives him a happiness that he didn't expect and definitely doesn't deserve.]
Mmm, I like being good for you.
You are. So good, baby.
[ his kisses are trailing all over his shoulders, the back of his neck. he can't stop covering his skin with kisses, going all the way to his ear, behind it and at the curve of it.
his arm kind of hurts from the angle, but he doesn't stop until joon feels relaxed and pliable. he thinks he might be ready, but he wants to ask, wants joon to say as much instead of assuming. his fingers move again, this time more with the goal to pleasure, to send sparks up joon's spine. he curls them and spreads them and listens for every shift in joon's breathing. ]
Tell me when.
[ his kisses are trailing all over his shoulders, the back of his neck. he can't stop covering his skin with kisses, going all the way to his ear, behind it and at the curve of it.
his arm kind of hurts from the angle, but he doesn't stop until joon feels relaxed and pliable. he thinks he might be ready, but he wants to ask, wants joon to say as much instead of assuming. his fingers move again, this time more with the goal to pleasure, to send sparks up joon's spine. he curls them and spreads them and listens for every shift in joon's breathing. ]
Tell me when.
[ junsu's smiling. he can tell this means a lot to minsu. he's not even thinking of what it means, that he's asking him to do something like this before sage takes him to do it, because he just wants to see minsu happy.
and he thinks he knows the kind of things they could do together that would make it memorable. ]
Okay. [ he takes minsu's hand and squeezes it. ] I got you, honey. Don't worry about anything, I'll take care of it. If you have any special requests, though, let me know. I'll add them in.
and he thinks he knows the kind of things they could do together that would make it memorable. ]
Okay. [ he takes minsu's hand and squeezes it. ] I got you, honey. Don't worry about anything, I'll take care of it. If you have any special requests, though, let me know. I'll add them in.
fuck, i'll give you that. even after i come i could just keep on fingering you until you can't take it anymore. or until i'm hard again and then i'd just slide right back in, you'd still be ready and wanting
good, fucking shout it out, that's fine by me. you can be hoarse the next day, too, sore all over because of me
good, fucking shout it out, that's fine by me. you can be hoarse the next day, too, sore all over because of me
[joon has to bite back the word now, afraid of it coming out sounding too harsh, too demanding. but he's not sure how much time has passed, time that junsu spent taking care of him, and not in some perfunctory way. joon could feel his affection in those actions, and in every press of his lips.
there's a few quiet 'ah's as junsu curls and twists his fingers, the pleasure reminding him that it wouldn't be difficult for him to come a second time if he just let go. but he holds on, wiggling his ass that's somehow both playful and shy before looking back over his shoulder.]
I'm ready if you are.
[gaze pointedly dropping between junsu's legs.]
there's a few quiet 'ah's as junsu curls and twists his fingers, the pleasure reminding him that it wouldn't be difficult for him to come a second time if he just let go. but he holds on, wiggling his ass that's somehow both playful and shy before looking back over his shoulder.]
I'm ready if you are.
[gaze pointedly dropping between junsu's legs.]
You're good.
[that's what minsu sees. and while he has noticed how very, very human junsu smells, it's that goodness that would make it less surprising if he knew the truth, if he heard it from junsu's own lips.]
Whatever they think you did, you either didn't do it, or you did it for a very good reason. You shouldn't be here.
[that's what minsu sees. and while he has noticed how very, very human junsu smells, it's that goodness that would make it less surprising if he knew the truth, if he heard it from junsu's own lips.]
Whatever they think you did, you either didn't do it, or you did it for a very good reason. You shouldn't be here.
[ junsu quirks an eyebrow at him. as if doing this wasn't a turn on. joon's quiet sounds, the feel of him, the softness and trust they're sharing. junsu's extremely ready. ]
Oh, I'm ready.
[ he presses a kiss to his back, a last one before reaching for a condom and the lube again. ]
How do you want to do this? [ he's leaving that up to hojoon, since it's been a while for him and junsu doesn't want to assume what he'd like best, or what would be easier or more comfortable for him. ]
Oh, I'm ready.
[ he presses a kiss to his back, a last one before reaching for a condom and the lube again. ]
How do you want to do this? [ he's leaving that up to hojoon, since it's been a while for him and junsu doesn't want to assume what he'd like best, or what would be easier or more comfortable for him. ]
[joon wishes that his breath wasn't already so heavy, wishes that his heart wasn't pounding the way that it is. but it is, and he doesn't expect it to get any better, now of all times.
he presses his face against the pillow while he thinks. there's too many options: like this, on his hands and knees, on his back. he knows that junsu would feel amazing in any of them, but none of them feel quite right.
he makes a little sound when he moves again, pushing himself to sit up before turning towards the human. he slides over junsu's lap, knees on either side of his hips, arms draped over his shoulders.
he glances away for a moment, mouth an uncertain line that softens when he looks into junsu's eyes.]
Like this.
he presses his face against the pillow while he thinks. there's too many options: like this, on his hands and knees, on his back. he knows that junsu would feel amazing in any of them, but none of them feel quite right.
he makes a little sound when he moves again, pushing himself to sit up before turning towards the human. he slides over junsu's lap, knees on either side of his hips, arms draped over his shoulders.
he glances away for a moment, mouth an uncertain line that softens when he looks into junsu's eyes.]
Like this.
[ by the time joon slides into his lap, junsu's finished getting ready. his arms go around his middle, holding him there, body feeling overheated and warmer still now that joon is so much closer. ]
Okay. [ he breathes, then smiles, eyes crinkling. he leans in to nose at him. ] Hi.
[ the nosing turns into a kiss, deep and slow, exploring joon's mouth as he gets him to lift himself up just enough that he can line up his cock with his entrance, staying still as his hands then go to his hips. he's so full of anticipation he's almost nervous. there's a tremble in his body as his heart races. he smooths over joon's sides, breaks the kiss to mumble against his lips. ]
Slowly, okay?
Okay. [ he breathes, then smiles, eyes crinkling. he leans in to nose at him. ] Hi.
[ the nosing turns into a kiss, deep and slow, exploring joon's mouth as he gets him to lift himself up just enough that he can line up his cock with his entrance, staying still as his hands then go to his hips. he's so full of anticipation he's almost nervous. there's a tremble in his body as his heart races. he smooths over joon's sides, breaks the kiss to mumble against his lips. ]
Slowly, okay?
[it feels a little surreal to be back in someone's arms when joon never imagined that he would be. like this, with nothing between them and sharing a breath. on the verge of sharing more. joon's not nervous, but he is thankful for junsu's every easy smile. every touch that's careful and unhurried.]
Hi.
[hojoon snorts a soft laugh at junsu's greeting, but there's such affection in the sound, his arms tightening around the other's shoulders as they draw closer. yeah, it's perfect like this. joon didn't expect it, but he's so glad it's with junsu.]
Okay. [he murmurs, but then he returns to the kiss for a few more seconds, not done with how sweet the human's mouth tastes to him. but they're both ready, and he knows junsu is waiting, and he took such good care of him-
he sinks down over him slowly, eyes closing, mouth opening against junsu's even though no sound comes out.]
Hi.
[hojoon snorts a soft laugh at junsu's greeting, but there's such affection in the sound, his arms tightening around the other's shoulders as they draw closer. yeah, it's perfect like this. joon didn't expect it, but he's so glad it's with junsu.]
Okay. [he murmurs, but then he returns to the kiss for a few more seconds, not done with how sweet the human's mouth tastes to him. but they're both ready, and he knows junsu is waiting, and he took such good care of him-
he sinks down over him slowly, eyes closing, mouth opening against junsu's even though no sound comes out.]
[oh. yeah, this is the feeling he always imagined. the happiness and the excitement. feeling special, someone's choice, with all of those things lasting for days until the day, and leaving a sweet memory in its place after it's over.
nothing about it being a friend date diminishes that. this is something special with someone special. isn't that what really makes a date a date?
minsu pulls their hands to rest on his stomach, not wanting to let go.]
Maybe...just one. [sheepish. junsu is already giving him so much.] Can you let me know what you're going to wear the day before?
nothing about it being a friend date diminishes that. this is something special with someone special. isn't that what really makes a date a date?
minsu pulls their hands to rest on his stomach, not wanting to let go.]
Maybe...just one. [sheepish. junsu is already giving him so much.] Can you let me know what you're going to wear the day before?
hey
feel like I haven’t seen you in days
Just wanted to say I miss you
feel like I haven’t seen you in days
Just wanted to say I miss you
[ there's no reason for minsu to be sheepish. junsu squeezes his hand to communicate that, resting his head on his shoulder again. ]
Okay, babe.
[ he giggles softly, already thinking about outfits, about what they might do. what minsu might like as a friend date. ]
I'll text you a picture of my outfit, how about that?
Okay, babe.
[ he giggles softly, already thinking about outfits, about what they might do. what minsu might like as a friend date. ]
I'll text you a picture of my outfit, how about that?
[ junsu, on the other hand, is not very good at keeping quiet. soft noises, almost whimpers, pass his lips as joon sinks down over him. his hands are light at his hips, not gripping, just touching, guiding, a reminder he's there, a reminder to keep steady and easy.
he curses under his breath when joon settles down in his lap, arms circling his middle. one hand moves down to the curve of joon's ass, but he doesn't squeeze or play with it yet, not wanting to jostle him as they both get used to the feeling. it's not been a long time since junsu's done this at all, but it's the first time with joon.
so it's... something. his forehead presses at joon's, then he's pressing kisses at his face, the corner of his lips, his cheek and chin. he leaves him space to breathe, licks at his bottom lip, rubs a hand up and down his spine. ]
How are you doing?
he curses under his breath when joon settles down in his lap, arms circling his middle. one hand moves down to the curve of joon's ass, but he doesn't squeeze or play with it yet, not wanting to jostle him as they both get used to the feeling. it's not been a long time since junsu's done this at all, but it's the first time with joon.
so it's... something. his forehead presses at joon's, then he's pressing kisses at his face, the corner of his lips, his cheek and chin. he leaves him space to breathe, licks at his bottom lip, rubs a hand up and down his spine. ]
How are you doing?
[ junsu doesn't hesitate. he starts moving, hands dropping so they're both in kwang's hair now. he can't believe he's doing this, can't believe anyone could hear if he's too loud, could notice they both left, could get someone to unlock the door and find them like this.
it's hot. kwang is hot, too, looking at him like this. junsu's hips move, needy and eager but not overwhelming, little thrusts that work but aren't going to choke kwang.
it's good, but too good to keep quiet. he makes a few noises, low moans at the back of his throat. they echo in the tiled bathroom, and he dips his head to catch kwang's fingers with his lips, guiding them between his lips. he sucks on them instead, eyes half lidded, looking down at the way kwang's mouth stretches around him and tensing as pleasure builds quick and hot under his skin. ]
it's hot. kwang is hot, too, looking at him like this. junsu's hips move, needy and eager but not overwhelming, little thrusts that work but aren't going to choke kwang.
it's good, but too good to keep quiet. he makes a few noises, low moans at the back of his throat. they echo in the tiled bathroom, and he dips his head to catch kwang's fingers with his lips, guiding them between his lips. he sucks on them instead, eyes half lidded, looking down at the way kwang's mouth stretches around him and tensing as pleasure builds quick and hot under his skin. ]
Ah, yeah. I get it.
[ it makes sense. it's true, even, that there are a lot of boys and quite a few of them only seem to like other boys. which is fine, but he can see why she would assume a rejection.
he's happy to be here and prove her wrong. his hand slides up and down her calf, fingers pressing, massaging. just like she's doing on his shoulders. ]
You're the first girl I've been this flirty with around here.
[ it makes sense. it's true, even, that there are a lot of boys and quite a few of them only seem to like other boys. which is fine, but he can see why she would assume a rejection.
he's happy to be here and prove her wrong. his hand slides up and down her calf, fingers pressing, massaging. just like she's doing on his shoulders. ]
You're the first girl I've been this flirty with around here.
[ so it's not about him being human. his heart rate calms down a little. ]
You don't have to do much to end up here nowadays.
[ depends on the accusation, on who tattled, on who saw you, who caught you and arrested you. junsu doesn't even know what was said. he doesn't even know what he's charged with. for all he knows it could just be existing while being a magical person.
but he isn't even that. he'd just gotten so good at lying about it. maybe he'd bragged too loudly, wanting to be heard, seen, included.
it was his own fault. ]
I should've been more careful.
You don't have to do much to end up here nowadays.
[ depends on the accusation, on who tattled, on who saw you, who caught you and arrested you. junsu doesn't even know what was said. he doesn't even know what he's charged with. for all he knows it could just be existing while being a magical person.
but he isn't even that. he'd just gotten so good at lying about it. maybe he'd bragged too loudly, wanting to be heard, seen, included.
it was his own fault. ]
I should've been more careful.
oh fuck, yeah, id love that
dont know that id need that much work to come seeing how into it youd be, itd be so hot, just that would get me off
like it is now. im close just thinking about it and touching myself, imagining your cock instead of my fingers, panties stretching against my hips
dont know that id need that much work to come seeing how into it youd be, itd be so hot, just that would get me off
like it is now. im close just thinking about it and touching myself, imagining your cock instead of my fingers, panties stretching against my hips
No.
[ he laughs, soft and airy but warm, hot, too. that touch feels good. myung's erection against his ass does too. he presses back against him, drops his head back on his shoulder. ]
I'd be disappointed if they didn't.
[ the point of these is to do something hot, sexy, thrilling for them both, isn't it? it's something myung fantasizes about, and junsu wants it to be amazing, intense sex. he wouldn't expect anything else, indulging in something like this together. ]
[ he laughs, soft and airy but warm, hot, too. that touch feels good. myung's erection against his ass does too. he presses back against him, drops his head back on his shoulder. ]
I'd be disappointed if they didn't.
[ the point of these is to do something hot, sexy, thrilling for them both, isn't it? it's something myung fantasizes about, and junsu wants it to be amazing, intense sex. he wouldn't expect anything else, indulging in something like this together. ]
[hojoon sighs, lips puckering lightly against junsu's. he hears his voice, rolls his forehead against his, but it takes a few seconds for his body to adjust. and almost as much time for his heart to do the same.]
I'm fine.
[joon opens his eyes, blinking softly at him, almost confused by the question. or maybe he just wants to be. because he becomes aware of more than just the concern in junsu's voice, but also the press of his lips, the gentle glide of his hand, all the little things that show his care. all the reminders of things that he's not going to be able to forget tomorrow, or ever.]
I was just listening to you. [joon lifts up halfway, sheathing him again to coax more of those whimpers from the human's lips. it's...strangely adorable to him, making hojoon smile. he starts up a slow rhythm, curling his fingers against the fine hairs at the base of junsu's neck. the other hand slides down his chest as he starts to rock.] Shit, more than fine, I'm amazing. [he gasps quietly.] You're hotter than foxfire.
I'm fine.
[joon opens his eyes, blinking softly at him, almost confused by the question. or maybe he just wants to be. because he becomes aware of more than just the concern in junsu's voice, but also the press of his lips, the gentle glide of his hand, all the little things that show his care. all the reminders of things that he's not going to be able to forget tomorrow, or ever.]
I was just listening to you. [joon lifts up halfway, sheathing him again to coax more of those whimpers from the human's lips. it's...strangely adorable to him, making hojoon smile. he starts up a slow rhythm, curling his fingers against the fine hairs at the base of junsu's neck. the other hand slides down his chest as he starts to rock.] Shit, more than fine, I'm amazing. [he gasps quietly.] You're hotter than foxfire.
it’s been a couple, but there’s no apology or explanation necessary. i just wanted you to know im thinking of you, that’s all.
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