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3rd Person's POV.:
The room is swimming in purple, creating a somewhat calm environment, but as it is also the color of intimacy, it also instigates passion, and sex. The mood lighting behind Juyeon and Younghoon continuously flickers in a nice shade of pink as they are doing a live. They talk about life in general, Juyeon and Jaehyun's activities (much to Younghoon's mischance), compare hand sizes, and so much more. It's been a long time since they admitted their feelings for each other, deciding to cover up with excessive fan service; Juyeon with Jaehyun, and Younghoon with Chanhee, even though the chosen 'partners' are in relationships as well. They both get hella fucking jealous, even if deep down they know just how much they love each other, and it's the easiest this way. It's no novelty that Juyeon has huge hands, and as he engulfs Younghoon's smaller fist with his own, flirts, and flirts, and FLIRTS; going as far as leaning into the older's personal space and further emphasizing their size difference by showing off that his palm can wholly cover Younghoon's face, it's no surprise that the vocalist gets undeniably turned on. He almost put a hand on Juyeon's neck as he leant into him, but managed to stop himself just in time, smily and all blushing under Juyeon's shining cat eyes. He knew what he's doing to him, he always knows, and he's proud of himself; smile wide while teasing his lover. As time goes by and they talk about everything and nothing, Younghoon thinks back to the previous moments and can't stop himself from looking at Juyeon's big hands, forearms all veiny, palms wide, fingers long, and the way there was a huge gap between his fingers and Younghoon's wrist as he held it was so, so hot. As soon as they greet goodbye to Deobis, and turn off the camera, the younger turns to Younghoon:
-What, cat got your tongue?-He asks, smirking.
-You're the cat, so you did it.-Younghoon answers, looking up at him, puppy eyes clouded with lust. Juyeon notices, his signature alluring expression taking over his futures as his eyes turn even sharper, orbs dark, tongue poking the inside of his cheek as his gaze travels from Younghoon's eyes to his lips. The dancer tugs Younghoon up from his seat and into his lap, the gaming chair just big enough to fit both of them. Younghoon grabs Juyeon's wrists to guide his hands under his grey sweatshirt, making him touch the heated skin of his waist. His back arches as the younger tugs him closer, fingers touching around his middle, and he winds his arms around Juyeon's neck, going in for a kiss. Juyeon immediately takes the lead, urgently licking into his mouth, teasingly drawing his bottom lip between his teeth. Younghoon moans at that, and the dancer takes the opportunity to deepen their kiss even more, making their tongues tangle, simultaneously lowering one hand to Younghoon's hips, encouraging him to start moving on his crotch. They've never really went further than second base, as Younghoon's able to come just from his nipples being played with, but tonight he feels confident, and he's more than certain that he wants Juyeon to dig him up with those unrealistically long fingers. They're both hard, he can feel the younger's straining erection under his ass and he can't help but grind down harder, feeling his boyfriend's shaft up. He's also bigger there, not that he didn't expect, and didn't secretly wish for that (he's a size princess, who can you blame), and Juyeon's hips jump as the older's grinding increases.
-Fuck, Baby.-That's the only warning Juyeon gives before hefting Younghoon up in the air by gripping the back of his thighs, and taking the few steps leading from the gaming area to their bed. The vocalist yelps, grabbing onto Juyeon's wide shoulders, and fuck he's so strong, holy shit. He's gonna lose his mind. Juyeon lays him down on the bed, then fits himself between his already open legs, his right hand going to his hip once again to tug him upwards, hips intensely grinding down. Younghoon's also been dreaming about this, to experience the feeling of his boyfriend grinding, not on the ground, not in front if their fans, but in the privacy of their bedroom, and most importantly: on him. His hips truly work their magic, like they always do, and the older lets out a needy moan, his own hips lifting from the mattress to rub their erections together.
-Wanna go to third base, Pup?-
-Fuck yeah, please!-Younghoon answers, lifting his head from the plush pillows to earn a kiss from Juyeon again. They're both desperate, lost in the feeling of soft lips colliding with equally soft ones, hot tongues tangling. When they separate, the dancer goes to hint kisses over Younghoon's jawline, and the former tilts his head to the side, offering his neck for his boyfriend to mark. Juyeon happily does so, kisses fierce, sucking on his lover's jackrabbiting pulse. Meanwhile, the vocalist's hands grab at the hem of his black T-shirt, and he lifts up on his knees to take the thin material off. Once the black clothing is off his upper body, Younghoon's hands reach out to touch his honey skin, dragging his fingertips down the carefully built arm muscles Juyeon has earned by spending so much time at the gym. His soft palms glide over his pecs, grabbing, then sliding upwards, over his shoulders, then downwards as he gently drags his nails down Juyeon's muscular back, making him shiver. Juyeon gets restless on top of him, big hands ridding him of his sweater in no time.
-You're so pretty, Baby.-Juyeon compliments him, eyes hungrily taking in the view of his pinkish skin taking up an even pinkier tone, blush spreading down his chest. His long fingers reach out to touch Younghoon's rosy nipples, lips kissing his clavicles, down his belly, hot breath ghosting over the sensitive skin of his lower-stomach, fingers not letting Younghoon's nipples out of their trap, until he whines louder, taking his big hands in his smaller ones.
-Juyeon-ah, please! I'll cum if you keep playing with my chest...-Younghoon looks down at the younger with his big eyes shining, hair matted to his forehead. Juyeon finds him insanely sexy, the look of him all red and shaky already is making him lose his mind.
-Then, what do you want, Darling? What should I do with you?-The dancer asks, smirk overtaking his plump lips, handsome futures twisting into something akin to wickedness. Younghoon splutters under his heated gaze. He doesn't feel as confident anymore.
-Uh-um. Can you-like-uh, finger me, please!?-.He asks, puppy eyes casting down.
-Now, that wasn't so hard, was it Babyboy? You like my hands that much, huh?-Younghoon answers with a shy nod.
-Ah, I've ALWAYS knew it. Of course, I can finger you.-Juyeon says, before he hovers over the older again, capturing his lips, his tongue dwelling deep into his wet cavern, lust palpable in the way he moves his lips and grabs at the shorter tufts of silver hair at Younghoon's nape. He simultaneously fishes a bottle of lube out of his bedside drawer, the see through bottle appearing as a translucent purple color under the LED lights. He drops it on the bed, hand going down to Younghoon's hips, fingers fiddling with the waistband of his pants.
-Can I take them off now?-He asks for consent.
-Yes.-Younghoon nods eagerly, starting to wrestle the soft material down with his underwear as well. With common force, they tug the sweatpants and boxers off his lithe legs, and Juyeon can't help but immediately put his hands on the vocalist's milky thighs, caressing, grabbing the plush flesh of Younghoon's inner-thighs. He then leans down, hot breath ghosting over the sensitive skin, and Younghoon shivers, so Juyeon first starts with small kisses, lips gliding over the white canvas of the older's porcelain skin. Juyeon marks what's his, pretty shades of purple and red adorning both of Younghoon's thighs as Juyeon grabs them, parting his legs further to hint a few kisses down his perky ass. Younghoon's a moaning mess by the end of it, pink cock leaking with precum. His stomach's already in a tight coil as he feels incredibly turned-on, to a level he's never experienced before.
-Aw, you're so wet Baby, but he haven't even started yet!-Juyeon nags him with a grin, wide form overtaking Younghoon's once again, as he passionately kisses him.
-Don't...tease!-Younghoon says between kisses, adorably pouting.
-Okay, okay. I won't.-Juyeon answers with a final kiss.
-Are you ready now? Can we start?-
-I've been ready for a long time...-Younghoon whispers. The dancer pets his hair, then sits back on his haunches, coating his fingers in a generous amount of lube, warming it up as in to cause as little discomfort to his lover as he can.
-Tell me if it hurts, or I should stop, yes!?-
-I will.-Younghoon nods with a small smile, they've talked about it before, so the younger knows he's fingered himself before, but I don't even need to say what's the difference this time. Juyeon fits himself in between his legs again, fingertip gently gliding over the older's hole in circular motions first. Juyeon then slides a finger in, long, so fucking long, Younghoon doesn't even dare to imagine how must his dick feel like. The slide is wet, making it feel incredible and the other nails his most sensitive areas the second he starts thrusting in and out. There aren't even two fingers in him, 1 minute has barely passed, and Younghoon comes, comes more than he ever had in his life. His body convulses, head thrown back into the pillows, tears streaming down his cheeks as his hips quiver, bucking into the air as he rides on the waves of his orgasm. The lights paint his skin in a purple hue, and he looks breathtaking. Juyeon doesn't remove his fingers, only stills them and hovers over him again to claim his lips.
-I still want to try something out, is that okay with you, Baby? You came so fast that I could't really find out if my fingers can reach your prostate, but can I continue, Darling?-
-Yeah!-Younghoon sighs and he plants his feet on the mattress, grabbing onto Juyeon's veiny forearm, moving back on the digits still halfway inside of him, making them slide in deeper again. They both moan the same time at that, and their assumption's confirmed: he can indeed reach Younghoon's prostate without even having to try, so he stays where he is, circling his fingertips over the sensitive bundle of nerves, making his beloved flinch, delicious whimpers falling out of his mouth continuously. There's a string of 'Juyeon,-ah-Juyeon-ah, Juyeon!', desperately rolling off of Younghoon's tongue before he explodes the second time, back sinuously arching off the bed, shaking EVERYWHERE.
-Enough, enough, enough please!- He says, crying because of overstimulation when Juyeon doesn't stop, and instead of just that, the younger applies even more pressure to Hoon's prostate than before for a second. It makes Younghoon wail out, eyes rolling back as a dry orgasm soon racks through his body. Juyeon pulls his fingers out, careful, and looks at the boy underneath him, so fucking ruined, and he realizes that he's panting, dick painfully straining against his grey sweats. Younghoon still hasn't stopped shaking, so he cradles his Baby close to his body, tucking him under his chin, letting the other sniffle and calm down, combing his clean fingers through his sweaty hair.
-Wow, Juyeonie.-
-I know, Baby. I know.- He replies as Younghoon starts smothering his neck with kisses, nuzzling like the adorable puppy he is. Juyeon realizes the cum hasn't yet dried on his tummy and dips a forefinger in the runny liquid, feeding it into his lovers mouth, who eagerly suckles on the finger.
-You taste so good don't you? Told 'ya, Baby.- At that, the smaller blushes madly but grabs into the ridiculously (HOTLY) big hand and takes Juyeon's middle finger into his mouth as well. His skillful tongue swirls around the digits, dips in between them, making them wet with saliva. He detaches with a filthy pop and says:
-As much as I'm fascinated with your hands and I could definitely spend my life your fingers in my mouth or inside of me, I can't help but wonder about what your dick's like if your hands are so big. Wanna have it in my mouth as well.- The main dancer groans, impatient, but as much as he wants to have those plush lips wrapped around his shaft, he can't help reaching for Hoon's chest, playing with his nipples as both his fingers are covered in some type of slippery liquid. Younghoon's back rises off the bed once again, nipples becoming rosy and oh so suckable in an instant, so Juyeon goes for the win. His tongue circles the older's right bud, toying with the other.
-Please!!! Wanna suck you off so bad Juyeonie!- The taller wails out so Juyeon rises to his knees, sits back on his haunches once again and unties the strings of his sweatpants, tugging them off so he's only clad in black Kelvin Kleins'. Younghoon watches with anticipation, tongue running over his deep pink lips. The younger then runs a long forefinger under and along the waistband, only to tease his lover while looking into his eyes and Younghoon downright mewls, hopping onto all fours to crawl over to where Juyeon is by the end of the bed. He runs his hands over the rippling 8 pack, a sheen layer of sweat covering them, traces the other's V-line and dips down to lick and kiss at the angry veins on his lower stomach running down towards his dick. He's so fucking sexy, Younghoon can't wrap his head around it, body sculpted like a greek god's. Juyeon's hips jump at the stimulation and he grabs onto the smaller's jawline, hand engulfing almost his whole face to lift the eager boy off of him and finally remove the garment which has been irritating Hoon all night long. His dick springs up, standing proud, slightly curling inward, long, so so long, and thick, tip an angry shade of red, perfect. Younghoon salivates, already hard again, and lurches forward but a hand in his hair stops him.
-Easy, Pretty boy. Firstly, I don't want you to hurt yourself, and secondly, I control the pace. Got that?-
-Hmm.-Nods the taller. Juyeon than grabs a big fistful of hair, guiding the eager boy to take his dick into his mouth. He's had a fair share of partners through his life but he's never seen anybody suckle on his tip with as much enthusiasm as the vocalist in front of him does. The dancer throws his head back, letting out encouraging groans and lets his Baby take all of him in, inch by glorious inch. Younghoon stops at the bottom, moaning loudly, hips thrusting into thin air. 'Fuck, he's so into it!', Juyeon thinks, and he grabs a plush pillow from behind his boyfriend and places it underneath his slim hips, only after grabbing a handful of his plump ass.
-Thank you.-Younghoon rasps after pulling off, voice already airy.
-No problem, Beautiful.- Answers Juyeon with a wink, re-entering the awaiting mouth the exact same moment Younghoon's legs close around the pillow and he starts to hump it in earnest. Juyeon keeps his leverage on him by the grip on his silver hair and starts to move his hips. The smaller one seems to like it, whimpering and slurping around the thick shaft. The dancer slowly increases the pace, building it up so that he ends up fucking that beautiful face of the boy taking his dick like nobody ever has. Said boy's so into it, little waves of pleasure wracking through his body every now and then, moans never faltering, and when the younger's hands find his nipples, making the cock in his mouth slide even deeper into his throat as Juyeon leans forward, his little hips speed up even more. Younghoon moans loudly, swallowing around Juyeon as he cums again and the latter follows him, shooting hot liquid into his mouth.
-FUCK, Baby, how are you so hot, huh!? Such a cockslut, humping that pillow like a puppy in heat, looking up at me through your wet lashes and making me go insane.-Juyeon says, still panting so much, abs clenching as Younghoon's still suckling on his red tip, ripping a huge moan out of him.
-Nuh-uh, enough Babyboy.-He shudders, tugging the whining boy off of his dick, guiding him up to invite him into a hot kiss, hugging the slim body close to his own, tasting himself on his lover's tongue. Juyeon's strong arms wrap around the tiny waist, caressing the older's sides as they make-out.
-You were so good, Darling. I love you.-
-I love you too Juyeon.-Younghoon answers, and they fall back into the plush pillows, bodies swimming in purple lights.
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