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Renjun has a love and hate relationship with his job. He enjoys what he’s doing and learns something new every day, but he despises it with every inch of his bone because of his supervisor, Mr. Yu. He can tolerate his work most of the time and some of his annoying coworkers, but he cannot stand that old man.
He grunts loudly before taking the bags of equipment lying on the floor. Mr. Yu has once again commanded Renjun to wrap things up on their production floor together with Jisung, who’s also a new employee on the team. Renjun has two weeks of seniority over Jisung and since they’re the last people who joined the team, Mr. Yu has grown into the habit of bossing them around as if they are the only employees on their team.
The old man likes giving Renjun and the newest kid extra hours of work that he’s downright sure his supervisor is doing it on purpose just to pick on them. It’s been his dream to work in a production studio ever since he was a child, but Mr. Yu somehow ruins it for him. The only reason why he’s tolerating his supervisor’s bullshit is that the company pays good money. Also, it provides great benefits that make him hold onto this job a little bit longer.
Jisung informs him about taking the elevator to put back the borrowed equipment to the studio on the 18th floor, while he goes down into the production team’s warehouse with the heavy bags wrapped around his small frame.
Renjun notices a figure leaning on the wall right across the building the moment he exited the place. He might not have the clearest vision, not to mention he isn’t wearing his eyeglasses and it’s almost midnight, but even with the distance, he can already name the figure lazily standing which gets slightly illuminated by the sconces attached to the walls.
His tracks unconsciously slow down when he sees the man take a long drag of his cigar before releasing a long line of smoke into the atmosphere. Renjun rolls his eyes at the gesture and fixes his belongings over his shoulders and hands before walking faster this time, bypassing the man as if he isn’t there.
“I see we’re still not on speaking terms.” Renjun hears him mumble behind him. He can see the puff of smoke around him which toxifies his sensitive nose with nicotine.
Instead of replying, he fixes the strap of his bag in complete annoyance with the way the conversation was started.
“Here let me—”
“I got it, Donghyuck.” Renjun spits when the said man tried to take the heavy bag on his shoulder, yanking the strap harshly from him.
Donghyuck scoffs at the tone of his voice and pushes his tongue in his cheek as he runs his fingers through his already messy long hair.
“Come on, baby, ca—”
“Can you not fucking call me that. You’re only good with that when you need something.” Renjun points his finger at him before attempting to walk away.
Donghyuck didn’t let him.
He's fully aware of Renjun's overtime shifts that he decides to wait in front of their building almost every day to reconcile with him. He takes extra hours of work—which is unnecessary in his case but still plots it regardless—just to make sure Renjun gets home safely (also, to talk to him about their problem so there's no way he'll simply let him walk away).
Donghyuck stubbornly takes the bags on his shoulders and ignores Renjun’s protests, “Where will you put this? Why are you even carrying these junks alone? Can’t you say no?”
Donghyuck’s continuous questions piss Renjun even more.
“Just fucking leave me alone. Give me the bags. I’m serious.” He deadpans, standing his ground to look even more intimidating to Donghyuck’s eyes.
“I know, but I can't let you carry all of this alone. Now, where will this stuff go?”
Renjun knows better. He’s aware that even with his stubborn personality, Donghyuck is even worse. He’s already tired from yet another long day at work and the last thing he wants to do is to stand in the middle of the dim lit ground floor arguing with his boyfriend, so he doesn’t have any other choice but to give in.
He begins marching towards the warehouse behind the building but not before rolling his eyes at Donghyuck.
Renjun could’ve sworn he saw him smirk because he knows he won, and there’s nothing more that he wants than to wipe that stupid smirk off his face.
Renjun digs into his pocket to retrieve the metallic keychain filled with thousand keys. He sighs at the sight, “Why the fuck do they have this many keys.”
“It has labels on it at the back.” Donghyuck says behind him, lighting another stick of cigarette.
“I know I’m not stupid. Also, can you please smoke somewhere else? It’s suffocating me, Jesus Christ.” He coughs, swaying his arm to clear away the smoke and its scent surrounding his face.
Donghyuck wants to flick it, throw his cigar and crush it on the ground but that’s his last stick and he doesn’t want to waste it, so he walks a little farther from the other as requested and watches him unlock the door.
“Far enough?” He asks, fixing the duffel bag on his shoulder.
Renjun can still smell it but he appreciates the distance Donghyuck has set but of course, he isn’t going to say that because he’s still pissed at him. He simply didn’t respond and went to unlock the room after what seemed like a decade.
Donghyuck takes one last, long drag of his cigarette before stepping the butt beneath his heel and puffing the smoke completely before following Renjun inside.
“I thought you told your supervisor that you wouldn’t do these things anymore. God, this place is fucking messy.” He cusses, setting the bag near where Renjun had placed his.
“I don’t want to lose my job,” He nonchalantly replies, walking towards another door at the far end of the room, “Plus, this place isn’t that bad. It has everything I needed right here.”
The moment Renjun unlocks the door, Donghyuck gasps in surprise seeing a room that’s sparkly clean and organized. It's like his boyfriend just opened a portal where everything is pristine and well-maintained, unlike the room they previously walked in. It has a mattress on the floor with evidently fresh sheets and pillows, a love couch and coffee table, and other decorations that Donghyuck thinks he just entered someone’s living room.
Their living room doesn’t even look like this. It’s decent and clean, but this looks even better. Renjun was commanded to discard some set props even though they’re still perfectly fine. He doesn’t like the idea of disposing them, so he decided to use them in his little secret room.
“I didn’t know we have this place in the company.” Donghyuck finally says in awe after entering the place fully.
“Because this place is for the production team only.” Renjun rolls his eyes at his boyfriend’s innocent remark.
Donghyuck and Renjun work in the same company but belong to different teams, the latter being in the production team while the other is on the finance team. They’re in different departments which explains Donghyuck’s cluelessness.
“Does the old man know about this?” Donghyuck inquires referring to Renjun’s supervisor.
“Fuck no, this is like my ultimate secret. He’s the last person I want to know about this. You’re actually the first.”
And the only one who'll know this. Renjun wants to add but halts himself from continuing because he doesn't want Donghyuck to think they're on good terms already.
Renjun covers it up with a shrug instead, “He makes me work overtime every day, might as well give myself a very own sanctuary.”
“So I’m the only one who knows about this?” Donghyuck smirks, “If this is your ultimate secret then why’d you show me this?”
Renjun feels him standing close behind him, and soon enough Donghyuck’s hands greet his waist giving him warmth at the touch. When Renjun didn’t answer, Donghyuck slowly pulls him closer until his back hits his chest before wrapping his arms around his torso.
“Mhm? Why did you let me in when you’ve never told anyone?” He whispers, tickling Renjun with his warm breath that smells like nicotine.
He feels Donghyuck’s soft lips pressing on the side of his neck as he waits for an answer.
“Come on, baby, just tell me you want me right here right now that’s why you’ve lured me into this place.” He continues peppering kisses on Renjun’s neck, placing his palms under his shirt to feel his soft skin that he misses.
Despite feeling stunned at Donghyuck’s touch and kisses, Renjun gathers whatever strength is left in him to turn around and fight back because he will not lie, Donghyuck is right. He wants him to know about his secret hideout, lured him into somewhere only the two of them will know, but there’s no way he’ll let himself lose in the game he started.
“That’s right, baby. Did you like it? Do you like what you see?” Renjun softly rubs his thumb over Donghyuck’s cheek, tilting his head slightly to act smugly.
“I do, but do you know the sight I’ll like even more? Your fucking dick in my mouth.” Donghyuck will not lose in this game of two.
He watches Renjun gulp in a not-so-subtle manner with his thumb losing its movement over his cheek. His smirk is twice as wide compared to Renjun, knowing his effect on him.
“I know you’re mad at me right now, but I can make it up to you,” Donghyuck slowly inches closer until Renjun’s back is pressed on a wall. He presses his palm on the wall behind Renjun while the other is hovering above his crotch, “Now. If you want.”
Renjun fights the urge to thrust his hips because of his pride. He doesn’t want to seem desperate for his boyfriend’s touch—except that he is. He’s been ignoring him for days over something petty that even he cannot remember why he’s acting like Donghyuck doesn’t exist in the first place.
But Renjun is indeed horny and is very needy for Donghyuck.
He guides Donghyuck’s hand inside his pants, slowly inserting both of their hands in his underwear and he releases a lewd noise at the touch of his boyfriend’s warm hand on his cock.
“Been ignoring me for days only to see you this desperate. Are you that desperate for me to touch you?” Donghyuck lowly rasps in his ear, massaging the other’s length causing them both to fill the room with their moans.
“Fuck, Renjun you drive me insane.”
Renjun uses his other hand to unclasp Donghyuck’s belt and unbutton his slacks before putting his hand inside his underwear. Donghyuck whimpers the moment the older one rubs the veins and the tip of his cock.
“Holy shit, baby.” They both feel their thumbs wet with precum. Donghyuck takes Renjun’s wrist and pulls it out of his underwear making the other slightly confused.
Donghyuck then lifts his boyfriend’s hand, putting it in his small mouth making Renjun suck his own thumb to which he complied immediately, humming in response at the taste of his lover.
“As much as I love for you to jack me off and suck my dick, but this day isn’t about me. This is about you, baby, I’m making it up to you remember?” Donghyuck lowly says, taking Renjun’s wrists and placing them above his head before grinding his crotch on the other, earning a breathy gasp at the sensation.
“You like that, huh?” Donghyuck arrogantly whispers as he continues thrusting his hips and instructs his boyfriend to keep his hands where he wants them to be.
Donghyuck grips his small waist before pushing his growing bulge harder onto Renjun’s equally hard bulge making them both a moaning mess.
He kisses him deeply, his tongue exploring Renjun’s divine mouth, biting his bottom lip earning a sound that pleases both of his ears and makes him more confident. Donghyuck soon leaves his lips, his kisses start going south—kisses on his neck and clavicle that will clearly leave marks.
Good thing Renjun’s arms remain raised making it quicker for Donghyuck to remove his shirt in one smooth motion before continuing to leave wet kisses on his sternum and nipples. He sucks on it while massaging the other causing Renjun to cuss breathlessly.
“God, I missed you, baby.” Donghyuck says in-between kisses and his boyfriend can only hum in response, unintelligible and incoherent sentences are currently filling his mind so he might as well just shut up.
Renjun’s arms have gone weak and aching so he goes to tug Donghyuck’s hair every few seconds whenever his tongue circles around his erected nipple, touching the sensitive nerves.
The younger one then moves down, kneeling in front of him as his kisses land on his ribcage down to his stomach and then pelvis. He positions his mouth in front of Renjun’s crotch, outlining the evident bulge causing the latter to thrust his hips.
Donghyuck pins him harder on the wall before pulling down his sweats. In Renjun’s department, they can wear whatever they prefer and since he isn’t fond of wearing jeans because he finds them suffocating for his lower extremities, he mostly sticks to sweatpants which Donghyuck is so thankful for because aside from the fact that it showcases his cute butt even better, it is easier to take it off in situations like this.
He palms his boyfriend’s crotch, feeling it wet and Renjun goes back into pushing his hips, desperately hinting to his boyfriend where he wants him to be.
“Fucking needy you are.” Donghyuck smirks, licking the thin fabric over Renjun’s throbbing dick. He pulls down the last piece of cloth freeing Renjun’s cock.
He wraps his hand around it before licking the protruding veins.
“Holy shit, Hyuck.” He tugs the said man’s hair and digs his nails on his shoulders.
Donghyuck cups his butt cheeks and opens them wide to feel it dripping wet already, “Look at you so wet already. Is that how much you’ve missed me?”
He expects Renjun to get flustered, but he found himself in that situation instead when the older one said, “Yeah, I miss how good you are at fucking me. You’re the only one who can make me this wet, Donghyuck.”
Donghyuck looks up through hooded eyes and their eyes meet, “Now are you going to fuck me or what?” Renjun adds, growing impatient with Donghyuck’s games.
“That has been the plan all along, babe,” Donghyuck stands up, meeting Renjun’s mouth once again before whispering, “Jump.”
Renjun wraps both his arms and legs around the other. Donghyuck continues cupping his butt cheeks, feeling the wet rim making his boyfriend moan in his mouth. He places him down on the sofa, taking off his corporate attire and boxers in one swift motion causing Renjun to lick his mouth, salivating, at the sight of Donghyuck’s cock.
The younger one sits beside him on the couch before tapping his toned upper leg, instructing Renjun to sit on one of his thighs. He guides Renjun in slowly rocking his hips back and forth creating friction to which the latter soon moves in a rhythmic pattern until it grows quicker, filling the entire place with nothing but their erratic breathing.
Donghyuck feels dizzy at a lot of things—Renjun’s precum sticking on his thigh, his mouth slightly agape with eyes rolled back while he continues to move his hips, and the ceaseless filthy noises they both make. He tucks a few strands of hair behind Renjun's ear and stays his clammy palm on his jaw, pulling him close to reconnect their lips.
When he gasps for air, Donghyuck starts putting attention to his dick, he masturbates while staring at Renjun making the other open his eyes when he realizes what Donghyuck is doing. Before the older one can even say or do anything, his boyfriend grips his waist once again to carry him on the mattress in the other corner of the room.
He gently places him on his back and tenderly kisses him again. He felt Renjun’s hand blindly and desperately search for his dick, wrapping his small hand around Donghyuck’s long length.
“You’re so stubborn, aren’t you? I’ll be the one doing the touching, pretty boy.” Donghyuck pulls away from the kiss, crawling downwards until his face is in front of Renjun’s dick.
He licks the entire length and circles his tongue on its tip causing Renjun to squirm and whine. Donghyuck squeezes his thighs to open them wider and spits on his cock.
He engulfs Renjun’s member and the older one has grown insane when Donghyuck begins bobbing his head. He taps Renjun’s thigh making their eyes lock before he bottoms out, hollowing his cheeks as he skillfully moves his mouth back and forth and intently grazes his teeth on the skin lightly making Renjun tug his hair at the sensation.
It was hard for Renjun to stare into his eyes especially when he sees stars every few seconds Donghyuck divinely sucks him that he feels he’ll be seeing heaven in a few minutes, but he tries his best to watch him while he bites his lip. He doesn’t want to miss this anyway.
“Hyuck, I—”
Before he can even finish his sentence, Donghyuck pulls Renjun’s dick out of his mouth with a pop, “You what, baby?”
But Donghyuck is a little menace, so he didn’t wait for the other to answer. He inserts his digits into Renjun’s mouth while he jerks himself off once again. When he feels his fingers are wet enough, he pulls it out and wets his dick with Renjun’s spit and his precum.
“Knees to chest, baby,” Donghyuck commanded and his boyfriend didn’t waste a second, “Good boy.”
He grabs a pillow and places it behind Renjun's hips before aligning his throbbing dick into his lover's hole. Donghyuck dives back in to kiss him as he diverts the other’s attention while he inserts his member into him. Not being inside each other for quite some time makes Renjun so tight that Donghyuck kisses him deeper to distract him while his boyfriend adjusts to his size.
“Fuck me hard.” Renjun moans in their kiss, biting Donghyuck’s lip when he finally adjusts to the big size inside him.
“Don’t have to tell me twice. Just keep your eyes on me.”
Donghyuck starts to gradually move his hips, biting his bottom lip hard, “You’re tight as fuck, baby.”
Renjun can only moan as he throws his head back on the mattress, feeling Donghyuck inside him.
It didn’t take him long to move at a pace that sends both of them in bliss. Profanities, sweaty bodies clashing, lips smacking, and their moans surround the small room. Their eyes never leave each other and Donghyuck leans down to kiss him once in a while because he cannot resist how beautiful Renjun looks—his bangs sticking on his forehead, sweat dripping on his pretty neck that’s bruising already, his eyebrows knitted and lips bitten to attempt in stopping his moans from being emitted.
Renjun digs his nails on his boyfriend’s nape, back, arms, to wherever his hands will land every time Donghyuck hits his spot.
Donghyuck also gives attention to Renjun’s dick by jerking him off in the same rhythm as his cock inside Renjun, making the older one even more high.
“I’m so close, Hyuck.” He clenches his jaw, gathering the sheets in his small palms as his toes curl.
“What the fuck!” Renjun shouts when Donghyuck stops him from reaching his climax.
“All fours. Now.” Renjun didn’t even protest when he heard that, he straightly goes onto his elbows and knees and Donghyuck inserts his cock once again.
“I’ll fuck you real good you won’t be able to walk after this.” He says once both of them have adjusted again.
“Yes, baby, please.” Renjun loudly whimpers when his boyfriend easily hits his spot, making his stomach clench in such a heavenly manner. He creases the sheets with his hands as Donghyuck rams into him roughly.
“You drive me insane!” The younger one growls, wrapping his hand around Renjun’s sweaty, beautiful neck and pulls it upwards to kiss the skin right below his ear. Moving to his jawline to suck and lick the exposed skin.
The sound of their bodies makes Donghyuck feel like he's levitating which makes him slap his lover's butt and pound into him even harder while he ignores Renjun’s gasps.
“I’m close and don’t you fucking dare pull out again.” Renjun tries to sound intimidating, but with his cloudy mind he ends up sounding like he’s begging than threatening.
Donghyuck wraps his hand on Renjun’s veiny, wet dick and rapidly jacks him off and the viscous fluid erupts on the sheets, his hand, and Renjun’s stomach. With the clenching of Renjun’s hole, Donghyuck reaches his climax as well filling his boyfriend with warm ribbons of cum.
Renjun falls on his chest while he waits for their bodies to relax and come down from their high. Donghyuck kisses his bare shoulder and nape.
“You good?” He whispers, planting a soft peck on his flushed cheek.
“So good.” They both giggle at Renjun’s response.
Donghyuck finally pulls his dick out gently and asks if there’s a towel somewhere in the room. Renjun lured his boyfriend into this room, of course he has towels. He has prepared for this kind of situation, so he simply he points at the corner of the room making Donghyuck retrieve it quickly. He wipes him clean and lies down beside the sleepy, small frame.
“I’m sorry I made you upset, baby.” Donghyuck pulls him close to his chest, resting his chin on Renjun’s shoulder.
“Honestly, I cannot even remember the reason why I’m mad at you.” Renjun’s giggle vibrates all the way to Donghyuck’s chest.
“I hate it when you ignore me.” He turns Renjun around, tilting his head so their eyes meet.
“Well, don’t do stupid things, Lee Donghyuck.” The other replies, sticking his tongue out and inches closer to him, resting his palm on his chest.
“I won’t.” He leans forward and he feels Renjun smile into their kiss, satisfied with his answer. Renjun runs his hand through Donghyuck’s long hair, while the latter rubs soft circles on his bare waist.
They spend the entire evening tangled under the sheets with no other thoughts. Just their naked bodies pressed onto one another, their silent breaths and warmth comforting their night as they drift off to sleep.