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It's always been difficult for Heeseung to let go. 

It seems like he's more often than not tense and on edge, even if he doesn't verbalize it, legs wobbly as he steps down from the stage and breathless after giving it his all. Jungwon usually notices, and he frowns, throwing an arm over his shoulders and telling him he did great. It's what Heeseung needs to hear, or he'll push himself harder next time. 

He feels an unspoken sense of responsibility that differs to the type Jungwon feels, and it weighs down on him heavily, even though he's always got a smile or a chuckle to share with the other boys. It's what makes him so special.

That's why Sunghoon does what he's decided to do today—slip into Heeseung's room when he's already closed his door to get some "early sleep", slithering into his bed and pressing his hand to his mouth when Heeseung tries to speak—because he cares . Because Heeseung needs it even if he doesn't ask for it.

"What are you—" Heeseung had tried to whisper, doe eyes exceptionally wide, but Sunghoon was quick to silence him, taking a worried glance at the door of Heeseung's room.

Sunghoon makes the shhh gesture with his index finger pressed to his lips, watching as Heeseung's chest rises and falls through rapid breaths under the blanket. 

"Let me take care of you."

Heeseung furrows his eyebrows in confusion, and Sunghoon thinks he looks cute like this, trapped under the weight of his body, at the mercy of his hands. It's even cuter that he doesn't move at all when Sunghoon uses his free hand to pull the blanket away, revealing the fact that Heeseung is only wearing boxers and a light white tee. 

Sunghoon slowly removes his hand from Heeseung's mouth and he scoots back to position himself over Heeseung, thighs on either side of Heeseung's own. He looks up, and Heeseung is staring at him, still looking confused. Delicate hands are suddenly pressing into Heeseung's thighs and his lips separate in a silent ah , hands pressing on his mattress enough to lift his torso so he can rest on his elbows.

"Is this okay?" Sunghoon whispers, smiling as he rubs up Heeseung's thighs higher, dangerously close to his cock but not quite, and Heeseung makes a few pained expressions before he nods without saying a word. 

Sunghoon's hands are as pretty as he is, perfectly trimmed and clean nails lightly running over Heeseung's skin where Sunghoon dips his fingers into the waistband of his underwear. Heeseung's eyes open wide, like he's nervous, and Sunghoon can't help but smile at him, letting the waistband snap against Heeseung's skin and roaming his hands over the curve of Heeseung's hips. It feels so nice to grab him like this, feel the way Heeseung squirms under his touch.

When Sunghoon's soft hands roam higher, to Heeseung's waist, under his shirt, the prettiest sound stumbles out of Heeseung's lips. It's a soft mixture between a sigh and a moan, and when Sunghoon looks up he's greeted with Heeseung's bottom lip caught between his teeth, cheeks dusted a deep pink. 

"Does that feel good, hyung?"

"I'm hard," Heeseung answers instead, and he somehow sounds out of breath even though he's laying there doing nothing. 

Sunghoon chuckles softly, and it makes Heeseung's face burn in embarrassment. 

"I know, hyung. Let me take care of that."

Feeling Sunghoon begin to tug down his underwear has Heeseung throwing his head back to rest over his mattress again, completely flat on the bed and exposed to Sunghoon, and he quickly grabs his pillow to throw over his face, arms coming to rest over it. 

Sunghoon smiles at that, finding it adorable that this seems to be too much for Heeseung right now, skin hot and body jittery under his hands. Heeseung's cock springs out of his boxers and Sunghoon can hear the whine coming from under the pillow when he grabs it at the base, thumb rubbing against the skin there. It's hot and heavy, perfectly slots into the palm of his hand. 

The bedding rustles as Sunghoon scoots down to lay his chest on the bed between Heeseung's open thighs, and when Heeseung realizes the embarrassing position he's in— Sunghoon's arms resting over his bare thighs with his face dangerously close to his cock—he can't help but groan. 

It sounded something like fuck or shit to Sunghoon, but it doesn't matter, because the cry of Sunghoon he gets when his lips wrap over the leaking tip sounds way better. Sunghoon lets out a cute sound there before he presses his tongue flat to the head. 

"Hyung," Sunghoon whines, lips still pressed to his tip, and Heeseung lets out a pained sound, all muffled and adorable, to let him know he's listening. "I want you to watch this."

With shaky hands, Heeseung complies, pulling the pillow away from his face and lifting his head just enough to see his cock pressed to Sunghoon's beautiful face. 

"Oh, shit, I just—" Heeseung is stumbling over his words, gasping between syllables and not forming a single coherent sentence as he stares, eyes glued to Sunghoon's pretty mouth. 

"It's okay," Sunghoon nods, "I know."

He takes Heeseung's head into his mouth, applying enough suction to have Heeseung grip and claw at the bedsheets under his body, eyes fixed on how Sunghoon's pretty lips stretch over the head of his leaking cock. 

"I don't think I'll last very long," Heeseung warns, muscles in his abdomen fluttering whenever Sunghoon's tongue brushes over the slit. 

"That's okay," Sunghoon pulls back to say, "I just wanna make you feel good."

Heeseung just groans, unashamed, pushing himself back up to his elbows to properly watch as Sunghoon attempts to take as much as he can into his mouth, hand still wrapped around the base. He looks up at Heeseung, eyes glossy, face contorting as he gags softly when the tip pushes a bit too far back, and Heeseung's eyes almost roll into the back of his head. 

Sunghoon pulls back all at once, slurping up some saliva as loudly as he can and licking his lips. 

"Hyung, you taste so good."

"Yeah?" Heeseung asks, eyes half-lidded now, as he watches Sunghoon take him into his wet mouth again, this time jerking him off while he sucks on the tip. Sunghoon doesn't answer verbally but he nods, eyelids fluttering closed as he focuses on the task at hand. 

He keeps his fist wrapped around the shaft tight, and his movements are rapid but steady, eyes fixed on Heeseung's face as he bobs his head in time with the pumps of his hand, creating a rhythm that has Heeseung's thighs shaking as his body chases release, swallowing thickly every now and then to prevent himself from being too loud.

They keep eye contact the whole time, Sunghoon making sure to stretch his lips over the head of Heeseung's cock prettily. He takes care of everything his hand isn't pumping, and the combination has Heeseung's abdomen tightening up in just a few minutes. 

"Feels so good," Heeseung whines, stretching his right arm as far as he can, palm of his hand cupping Sunghoon's warm cheek. Sunghoon smiles through a mouthful of cock, knowing Heeseung made a mistake by doing that, and he quickly makes sure to press the head of Heeseung's cock against the soft inside of his cheek, making it bulge out so Heeseung can feel it. 

Sunghoon knows he's doing a good job when he hears Heeseung mumble unintelligible words under his breath, a few curse words he can make out scattered here and there, and his chest swells with pride when he can tell Heeseung is close. 

The rhythm is brutal—Sunghoon bobbing his head while his hand twists up and down the shaft, saliva providing the perfect amount of lubrication—and he loves it, would do this for hours if he could, but Heeseung's hand is on his hair now, grip tightening, and Sunghoon knows he won't last much longer. 

"Gonna come," Heeseung warns, staring into Sunghoon's eyes while he pants. "Be good for hyung." 

Sunghoon keens, even with his mouth full, fluttering his eyelashes in a way that confirms he'll be good, and that was it for Heeseung.

His orgasm washes over him intensely, harder than he thought it would. His hips twitch and he lets his back come crashing down onto the bed, pulling his pillow in a hurry to rest over his face as he lets out long moans that sound lovely even while muffled and suppressed. His thighs are shaking as he finishes in Sunghoon's warm mouth, the last string of cum painting over Sunghoon's puckered lips as he lifts his head. 

Heeseung is shaking, like the smallest touch would be enough to make him scream, and Sunghoon gives him a few seconds to regain his composure before he speaks. 

"Thank you, hyung." 

Heeseung is glad there's a pillow covering the painfully embarrassing expression on his face.

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Messing with Jay is fun. A bit too much fun, sometimes.

"Come here," Jay had said, low and dangerously close to Sunghoon's ear, hand wrapped around his wrist. Sunghoon was nothing short of entranced, blindly allowing himself to be pulled into Jay's room before he had time to process the gravity of Jay's request.

Usually, it takes a lot for Sunghoon to give in to Jay. He prefers to tease and tease and tease, until Jay has had enough—until Jay is shoving him against a wall and telling him to keep it down and quit it.

Today, though, it took too little, and Sunghoon found himself kneeling in front of Jay's desk chair without complaining too much.

"Can you not?" Jay's face is scrunched up in an annoyed expression, jaw slack as he looks down at Sunghoon. A demeaning look, no doubt, but merely funny to Sunghoon when Jay looks so wrecked. It doesn't add up.

Can you not, he asks, but his face is flushed, and he's panting like he's anxiously waiting and about to snap. Sunghoon is smiling even while doing this—letting Jay's shaft rub against the side of his nose, delicate fingers at the base of his cock keeping it steady. 

"Don't play with your food," Jay snickers, trying to be an asshole, but Sunghoon knows it's all an act. His fingers look tense, and Sunghoon can see the way his pads dip into the skin on his thighs, the grip of his hands anything but relaxed. "Hurry up."

You can't rush perfection, Sunghoon knows, and Jay is always too impatient, like his fuse is too short. Sunghoon hates him for it, because he won't ever let him have his fun, savor his craft. 

For once, Sunghoon gets back at him. 

Half-lidded eyes fixed on Jay's, lips pink and pursed, hair falling over his face gracefully, Sunghoon holds Jay's cock steady as he leans in, pressing his lips against the tip. He delivers a loud kiss there, one where the mwah is clearly audible, and Jay jerks so hard he almost knees Sunghoon in the face. 

"What the—" his words of shock come out like they were punched out of him, pained and breathless, and Sunghoon smiles, head of Jay's cock still pressed to his lips. 

"Don't kiss it," Jay says, but it sounds an awful lot like a whine, and Sunghoon knows that's Jay code for please, kiss it, do that again. 

Again? Sunghoon mouths the word against the head of Jay's cock, and Jay lets out a long groan at that, hand flying up to the top of Sunghoon's head. Before he can grab his hair, Sunghoon's free hand is wrapped around his wrist. Forcefully, he brings it back down to rest over his thigh and trap it there, hold it down even while Jay makes a sound of protest. He needs to know he's not always in control.

"No touching," Sunghoon says, still speaking against Jay's cock. Jay throws his head back, looking vulnerable, and Sunghoon hasn't touched his right hand but Jay hasn't dared move it yet. Obedient and pliant, who would've thought? 

Sunghoon knows it won't last long. Jay likes to be mean, loves to pin Sunghoon down when he gets too brave. He lives for the chase, the thrill, the tension. Sunghoon loves it too, so pushing Jay's buttons comes naturally.

"Good boy," Sunghoon teases, pressing another quick kiss to the side of Jay's head before he sees it coming. His reaction is once again just barely short of violent, stomach caving in as he grips the armrest of his chair. 

"Not your good boy," Jay sounds angry, almost, except kisses pressed to the tip of his cock have him blushing and panting, and Sunghoon just can't take him seriously. Not yet, at least. It's true, Jay's fuse is too short, but when he goes off it's dangerous.

"Ah," Sunghoon pouts with his lips pressed to Jay's head, and he revels delightfully in the way Jay rolls his eyes. "Don't be mean or you won't get any." 

"Just shut up already," Jay groans, truly sounding irritated, and Sunghoon can't help but laugh. To Jay, it somehow feels disrespectful. 

It didn't take long for him to snap, this time. Sunghoon winked up at him, because he felt audacious, and in exactly one second Jay's fingers were tangled in the hair on top of his head, Sunghoon's strands being tugged painfully when he closed his hand into a fist. 

"Stop that," Jay says, nearly growls, and there's more to his words and his tone now, something challenging, so Sunghoon stares back into his eyes with the same force and gall, because this is the game they like to play. A push and pull that sends them both into an uncontrollable frenzy.

The grip on Sunghoon's hair is still nothing short of brutal, and he winces dramatically and hisses, knowing theatrics only piss Jay off. 

"See, now you're being mean. What did I say about that?"

Slap!

Jay's free hand came down on Sunghoon's cheek with the type of strength that says you deserved that, and Sunghoon is pressing his palm to his reddening cheek before he can process the hit. 

"How about that? Was that mean?" Jay asks, but there's barely any emotion in his voice—in its place is a smirk Sunghoon can hear even with his face turned to the side. 

Sunghoon can only respond with a sound of disapproval. He can't let Jay know the action made his stomach flutter. Not in a million years.

This is what he enjoys doing when Jay corners him and whispers something dirty into his ear, like let me use you tonight. Comply and let Jay smack him around and fuck his face, if that's what he wants. Smack him back, tug on his hair, bite into the soft flesh of his inner thigh where it really fucking hurts. Sunghoon likes to help Jay relieve stress, whatever it takes.

"Get to work."

Sunghoon is too horny to challenge that command, hands sweating by his sides. His knees already hurt from kneeling in front of Jay's chair and he'll probably regret this later, but right now all that matters is the sharp sting of Jay's hand coming down on his cheek again, with the same force as the initial hit, the loud sound filling Jay's bedroom. Perhaps Sunghoon took too long to comply. 

"Mmmhhokay," Sunghoon already sounds out of it, pain possibly making him slur his words, and Jay leans back as he watches Sunghoon wrap his delicate fingers around the base of his cock, pulling it towards his face and making the reddened head smack his lips once, twice, coy little smile still drawn over his face even while his cheek fucking burns, before Jay has had enough. 

"Hands behind your back, you're useless," he groans, leaning forward to grab his own cock with one hand while the other rests on the backside of Sunghoon's skull.

Sunghoon looks confused, understandably so, but he complies yet again, arms crossing over his lower back obediently. 

"I said open your mouth, not tease me, so you're just looking for it, aren't you?"

"Looking for what?" Sunghoon challenges, and Jay really does consider spitting in his face, watch him grimace in disgust and show him to keep his mouth shut, but he doesn't have more time to waste. His cock is throbbing, head hovering dangerously close to Sunghoon's lips, and he just can't control the urge further. 

"Shut the fuck up," Jay's words end in a hint of a soft groan as his head slips past Sunghoon's pink lips and meets the warmth and moisture of his mouth. It's fucking wet, addictively so, and Sunghoon immediately accommodates his girth and length with his tongue pressed flat to the underside of his shaft.

"You agreed to come to my room, you knew what was coming," Jay lets go of his cock and lets Sunghoon put in some work, torso leaning forward as he takes more of Jay's length into his mouth, slowly, so slowly that Jay doesn't know if he loves it or hates it. "Now give me head and stop wasting my fucking time."

Sunghoon tries to say sorry with Jay's cock in his mouth, probably to be an asshole, and he doesn't even get to finish letting out the garbled mess of a sound before Jay leans in closer and fists his hand into the back of his head, Sunghoon's black strands of hair caught painfully between his fingers. 

He pulls Sunghoon's head back, as far as he can without his cock slipping out, and then he pushes him back down, nearly to the very base, until Sunghoon makes a gross sound deep in his throat, Jay's favorite. 

"Choking already?" he asks, and he pulls Sunghoon's head back off of his cock, watching with his lip caught between his teeth as Sunghoon pants, chin shiny with saliva.

"You're big, you know," Sunghoon looks into Jay's eyes through the black hair that falls over his face, and he looks so wreckable like this that Jay can't help but put him to good use again, scooting even closer and forcing him to go down, all the way down, until Sunghoon makes a panicked sound high in his throat and Jay feels him take quick breaths through his nose. 

"Mmm, but you love to take it," Jay is chuckling as Sunghoon struggles to stay down there, his face in Jay's lap. He's allowed to pull away after five more seconds and he coughs, loud and clear without hands to cover his mouth. More saliva leaks down his chin and onto his neck.

Sunghoon is usually a clean freak, and seeing him sputter out spit and pre-cum makes Jay feel so pleased. Poor thing, Jay thinks. He doesn't like getting dirty.

He makes sure to hold Sunghoon's head down as hard as he can as he fucks up into his mouth, creating an addictive rhythm and loving how the stereotypical gawk gawk sound is extra exciting when it comes from Sunghoon—stunning and elegant Sunghoon, the embodiment of male beauty and grace Sunghoon—and the way his torso shakes when he gags violently. It goes on for a while, Sunghoon letting out the prettiest sounds throughout. Jay's arms are nearly crossed over the back of Sunghoon's head as he fucks up into the heat of his mouth, over and over and over until Sunghoon claws at his thighs. 

He forgot he was supposed to keep his hands behind his back, but that's okay, because his mouth is so warm and wet that Jay is dangerously close, hips picking up in speed with every thrust. 

"Gonna come down your throat," he struggles to get all the words out, smiling when he hears Sunghoon groan through a mouthful of his big cock, and it takes him nine more thrusts up into his mouth before he's coming, abdomen tightening up as he closes his eyes and sees pure white. 

He makes sure to release entirely inside, hands over his head forcing Sunghoon to stay still and take it all, and he feels Sunghoon struggle to swallow through gurgles caused by the mixture of his cum and the thickened saliva, and it sounds beautiful.

Jay doesn't usually do much when they're done, but this time he wipes the sides of Sunghoon's mouth with his thumb (a kind gesture, no doubt, Sunghoon should consider himself lucky!), amazed at the fact that he can still see a hint of a challenge in Sunghoon's eyes, right above the tear streaks that run down his reddened cheeks. 

It's their little thing, being of good use to each other. Sunghoon knows he'll get back at him eventually.

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It's impossible to not love Sunoo. Sunghoon figured that out very early on, immediately warming up to him when they first met, and nothing has changed, even after all these years. Sunoo has this special charm, a peculiar force that just draws you in and makes you want to take care of him.

Even though Sunghoon teases him every day, because he's cute when he reacts, there's nothing he wouldn't do for him. 

"No, no, hyung, you don't have to, really—" Sunghoon wonders if Sunoo is a real person as he stutters through each word, panicked, cheeks tinted pink as he avoids Sunghoon's gaze. He's right, Sunghoon doesn't have to, but he wants to , arms thrown over Sunoo's bare thighs. 

Sunghoon presses a quick kiss to his inner thigh, just to be a dick, and Sunoo jumps, letting out a cute squeal when he does. Sunghoon can't help but smile into his soft skin, earning himself a light hit to the head. 

"Not funny," Sunoo whines, but Sunghoon doesn't take him seriously. He can't, not when Sunoo looks this adorable, shorts rolled up his thighs, sweater paws on clear display from how big his clothes are on him. 

Sunghoon kisses his inner thigh again, this time his left, softly nibbling on the skin there. Sunoo's reaction seems like he was just hurt, desperately trying to close his legs. 

"Ahhh, please," he whines, and even with just the light of the lamp above his bed casting over them Sunghoon thinks he looks perfect. 

"Please what?" Sunghoon asks, breath tickling Sunoo's sensitive skin. "Are you gonna cry?"

"No," Sunoo quickly says, frowning, but Sunghoon suddenly runs his hands over his thighs, digging his fingers into his soft skin, and Sunoo whimpers. Sunghoon could listen to Sunoo whimper all night, again and again and again.

"Ah, hyung— " Sunoo sounds so cute like this, when he's struggling and doesn't know what to do.

"Let me do this," Sunghoon makes sure to look into Sunoo's panicked eyes when he speaks, soft smile drawn over his lips. Sunoo bites his nails, contemplating. 

"Please?" Sunghoon asks, bringing his hands up to hold Sunoo's small waist, hissing when Sunoo squirms around in his grasp. 

"Okay, okay," Sunoo gives in, throwing his head back so Sunghoon can't see his embarrassing expression. "Okay, hyung."

Sunghoon didn't expect Sunoo to give in so quickly, but a proud grin is drawn over his face as he pulls down Sunoo's shorts and underwear, relishing in the little whimpers and gasps Sunoo lets out as he realizes he's getting stripped down, the only piece of clothing remaining being his oversized sweatshirt. 

"This is embarrassing," Sunoo comments, leaning back on his arms as he watches with his head resting over his own shoulder as Sunghoon wraps his hand around his hard cock. "Don't stare at it!"

Sunghoon chuckles, teeth digging into his bottom lip as he brings his index finger up to Sunoo's tip, pressing softly into the slit, smiling when Sunoo quickly brings his sweater paws to his mouth to not scream out loud. 

The tip is slippery with precum, like a few light touches were enough to get Sunoo all worked up, and it fills Sunghoon with a sense of pride—the fact that he has to do so little to get them all like this.

Sunghoon is about to spit into his hand when Sunoo stops him, hand wrapping around Sunghoon's wrist. 

"I have lube." 

Sunghoon's eyebrows raise, and he's imagining all sorts of vile things as Sunoo leads him to it. When Sunghoon is back between his thighs, popping the lid open, the scent of strawberries makes him smile. 

"Strawberry flavored and scented lube," he laughs, squeezing some into the palm of his hand and rubbing it until it's warm. "That's fitting."

Sunoo makes a sound of protest, hand pressed over his own mouth in a preemptive manner, like he knows he's going to be inevitably loud. 

Sunghoon's big hand wraps around his cock, and it's wet and smells sweet, making a shlick sound as he jerks up to Sunoo's head, and Sunoo actually almost cries. 

There's Sunghoon's thumb rubbing circles over the head of his cock while the rest of his fingers are tightly wrapped around his shaft, and the AC is on but Sunoo feels like he can't breathe, body hot as his thighs shake embarrassingly. 

"Hyung," he whines out, muffled by his own hand, and Sunghoon promptly melts. 

"More?" Sunghoon asks, stopping his hand and looking up at Sunoo. He takes a few seconds, probably too embarrassed to do anything, but he eventually nods, as if saying it out loud would be too much. 

Sunghoon wants to take it further, wants to make Sunoo scream. 

He leans in, pressing his lips to the head of Sunoo's cock, and Sunoo brings his hands down as if he's about to stop him, but Sunghoon takes the whole head into his mouth, tongue swirling over and around it as he does, and Sunoo can't bring himself to. 

He lets his head hang in embarrassment, eyes tightly closed as he gasps, Sunghoon's tongue feeling heavenly over the head of his cock. Sunghoon pulls back after a few seconds with a loud sound, one that makes Sunoo grimace. 

"You taste so good." 

"It's the lube," Sunoo whines, like the thought of Sunghoon enjoying his taste makes him too shy. 

"No, it's definitely you," Sunghoon smiles, and without a warning he dips his head back down, taking Sunoo's whole head into his mouth, running his tongue over it a couple times until he feels him twitch, then dipping his head lower, lower, until he hears Sunoo whimper. 

"Feels," Sunoo pauses, mouth hanging open in silent cries as Sunghoon bobs his head a couple of times, lips wrapped tightly around his shaft, "so good, hyung, ah—"

Sunghoon pulls back, cock slipping out of his lips, and he makes a show out of tasting the strawberry lube in his mouth when he knows Sunoo is watching. The response from Sunoo is adorable, body squirming in embarrassment as he shoves Sunghoon with his leg. 

"Don't be shy, I'm enjoying this," Sunghoon reassures him, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and grinning when Sunoo makes a confused sound.

He could do this for hours, tease Sunoo until he cries, but he's feeling nice today. Just for today.

"Is this too much for you?" Sunghoon asks, delicately holding Sunoo while he takes a slow lick from base to tip, tongue laying flat, and Sunoo shivers. 

"I wouldn't say that, but—" Sunoo's voice is shaking, like he's breaking, and Sunghoon brings up his hand to lace his fingers with Sunoo's own. 

"Hyung's got you."

That was all Sunoo needed. 

He lets go, letting himself take everything Sunghoon is willing to give him, welcoming the way his thighs shake and his abdomen caves in and his eyes water. Everything and more, each bob of Sunghoon's head with his cock in his warm mouth shoving him closer and closer to the edge. 

Sunoo's fingers tighten around Sunghoon's own and it makes him smile, because Sunoo really is the cutest ever, hand still pressed to his mouth, struggling to swallow down every small hiccup and whimper. 

"Hyung," Sunoo moans out behind the sleeve of his sweater, muffled. "I'm—" 

"Are you close?" Sunghoon pulls back to ask, giving Sunoo no time to answer before he takes him back into his mouth entirely, lips and tongue perfectly covering his teeth so Sunoo only feels the soft glide in and out. 

Sunoo whines into his hand, and that means yes , hips bucking softly as Sunghoon keeps going, rhythm steady. He's lovely, all of him, even the way he chases his release. 

Sunghoon is doing things before he thinks them through, completely lost in the way Sunoo twitches and whines, and before he realizes what he's doing he's pulling Sunoo from the underside of his thighs, accommodating himself so that Sunoo's legs can rest over his shoulders comfortably. 

Sunoo gasps, body hot all over, and he lets out an embarrassed drawn out hyuuung while Sunghoon continues, not giving their new position a second thought. It's dirty like this, much more intimate, and Sunoo doesn't think he'll be able to take more. 

"Ah, hyung—" Sunoo's voice is incredibly high pitched, and Sunghoon wants to record him and listen to this on loop, "don't stop, please—"

Sunghoon won't stop. Sunoo is too cute, his skin is too soft, he tastes too good. 

The sound Sunoo makes when he comes can't even be described properly by Sunghoon, but it was perfect. Both of his hands shot up to his face and he entirely covered it before he came, keening, muffled and so cute. Sunghoon took most of it into his mouth, pulling away after a bit, some of Sunoo's cum landing on his chin and chest. Sunoo sounded like he was sobbing, and it made Sunghoon throb. 

He's too embarrassed to remove his hands from his face, and Sunghoon wonders if he's actually crying, chest shaking while he lets out short little moans into the sleeves of his sweater. 

"It's okay, Sunoo," Sunghoon says, once he's done swallowing. "Hyung wanted that, it's okay."

Sunoo sniffles, and Sunghoon smiles. He wonders if Sunoo will dream of him later tonight. 

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Jungwon was always kind to Sunghoon. 

He was always attentive, looking out for him more than anyone else, making sure to mouth out an are you okay when he noticed Sunghoon wasn't talking much or being his usual self. It was small gestures like these, miniature acts of kindness, that made Sunghoon want to return the favor. 

He never expected to be in this position, though—arms and legs pinned to Jungwon's mattress, shirt thrown somewhere on the floor while Jungwon ravishes his neck and chest, straddled over his hips.

It was like something switched in Jungwon when Sunghoon offered, snaking his arm around Jungwon's waist when they were alone in his room, pressing a wet kiss to the side of his neck that had Jungwon shoving him off, dragging him to his bed and nearly throwing him down, eyes wide in excitement as he pulled Sunghoon's shirt off. 

He had been waiting for this, to have Sunghoon all to himself. It was really fucking hot to Sunghoon who just laid there, gasping as Jungwon sucked marks into his chest.  

"Someone's gonna see those," Sunghoon whines, rutting up against Jungwon. The latter hums into his skin, "not here."

"Jungwon, I wanna help you," Sunghoon says, and it comes out a bit like a moan as Jungwon ruts into his body too, experimentally. He's uncontrollable when he's horny, very different to how calm and composed he is when he's doing his job.

"You are, hyung, thank you." 

Sunghoon gulps, eyes widening in panic as Jungwon wraps his hand around his neck. He grinds down into Sunghoon a couple of times, watching the way Sunghoon stares up without being able to breathe, helpless, and Jungwon can't help but giggle. 

"Ah, you're so pretty."

Sunghoon gasps for air when Jungwon releases his throat, cock jumping in his shorts. This was a different side of Jungwon, one he had never experienced, but one he definitely suspected whenever he noticed the scarily large bruises littered over Jay's body sometimes when they changed. 

He always hoped it was Jungwon roughing him up, sucking marks into his skin. He now realizes it definitely was. 

Jungwon shifts forward, straddling Sunghoon's chest now, and Sunghoon's hands come up to hold on to his thighs. He knows where this is going. 

"Can I?" Jungwon asks, eyes gleaming, like his wildest fantasies are coming true. Sunghoon can't help but comply, nodding and watching as Jungwon pulls his hard cock out, neck bent uncomfortably. It was pretty, like him, exceptionally pink at the tip. 

Jungwon shifts forward a bit more, hand wrapped tight around the base of his cock. He rubs the tip over Sunghoon's lips, letting out a soft laugh as he plays with Sunghoon, dipping his head in between his lips and quickly pulling out, making a wet pop sound every time he did. 

"Shit, this is fun," Jungwon giggles, pressing the head to Sunghoon's pursed lips a couple of times before pressing it onto his cheek. He thrusts forward, his cock skating over Sunghoon's skin, and he sucks in a moan at how nice that feels. 

"Hyung, now you're all dirty," he observes through a cute whine, pulling back his cock and staring at the wet patch on Sunghoon's cheek. 

"It's not enough," Sunghoon says, knowing it riles Jungwon up to know he can do more, take all he wants. 

Jungwon hums, like he knows he's been given permission. His dimple shows up on his cheek as he smirks.

Without asking anything else, he inches closer, pressing his cock once again to Sunghoon's lips. The latter opens up, just enough for Jungwon to squeeze into the small opening, hissing due to how tight it is. Sunghoon lets his tongue flutter over Jungwon's head once his cock is in his mouth, relishing in the soft little sounds of pleasure Jungwon lets out. 

Jungwon gives an experimental thrust forward after a few minutes, not all the way in but enough for Sunghoon's eyes to widen. 

"Is this what you like, hyung?" Jungwon asks, and Sunghoon nearly moans. He nods, gulping down excess saliva, and Jungwon giggles. "That's dirty."

Without warning, he's properly thrusting into Sunghoon's mouth, making him gag with every push of his hips, smiling through it all with his bottom lip jutted out cutely. 

"Wow, hyung," Jungwon gasps, stopping as Sunghoon chokes, collecting saliva from the corner of Sunghoon's mouth with his thumb. The head of his cock still sits inside Sunghoon's warm mouth. "You're taking it really well." 

He gets back to it, palms laid flat on the mattress above Sunghoon's head as he thrusts into his open mouth, fucking into it fast and sloppy, smiling every time he hears Sunghoon choke and cough around him, lost in how good and wet it feels. Jungwon is blinded by pleasure, no intention of stopping anytime soon, until Sunghoon's nails are digging into his hips, almost hard enough to make him bleed. 

Jungwon nearly wails, stopping as his hips twitch, eyes squeezing shut as he savors the pain. He fucking loves it, wants Sunghoon to do that again, except Sunghoon is pushing his hips away like he can't breathe, so Jungwon pulls out of his mouth, letting him take a break. 

Sunghoon breathes in and it sounds wet, saliva and precum pooled in his mouth. His chest heaves through labored breaths, eyes watery. Jungwon is insatiable, cock in hand, ready to keep going.

"No," Sunghoon says, voice hoarse, stern enough for Jungwon to pout. "I'm gonna be in control now." 

"Okay," Jungwon gives in without putting up a fight, too riled up to wait, laying down next to Sunghoon, still eager even though he was forcibly calmed down. 

Sunghoon positions himself between Jungwon's legs on the mattress, making sure to pin his thighs down as painfully as he can, catching the way Jungwon hisses before he smiles, head falling back onto the soft bed. Sunghoon immediately goes to work, digging his nails into Jungwon's skin as he gives him head, making sure to slurp every time he drags his lips up to the head of Jungwon's cock, savoring the way Jungwon's torso slithers around on the mattress. 

"More, more, more," Jungwon is whispering, veins in his throat visible with how much he's struggling, body stiff as Sunghoon deepthroats him, gagging every time he goes too far down. Jungwon loves all of it—the loud sounds of his cock inside Sunghoon's mouth, the way Sunghoon's black hair falls over his face, the way his nails dig deeper into his skin every time he chokes—and he wishes it would never end. But Sunghoon is good, better than Jungwon ever expected, and he finds himself channeling all his strength into his thighs and hips, attempting to thrust up into Sunghoon's mouth. 

Sunghoon notices, hands moving up Jungwon's skin and stopping at his hips, pinning him down to the bed with enough force to surely make him bruise, and Jungwon lets out a pained sound that goes straight to Sunghoon's cock. 

He stops bobbing his head to pull away, saliva leaking out of his mouth and onto Jungwon as he does. 

"Stay still," he groans, eyes half-lidded as he takes in the deep blush on Jungwon's face. He looks like he's getting fucked, lazy smile drawn on his lips. 

He jerks him off like this, while looking into his eyes, watching as Jungwon's gaze shifts from his cock to Sunghoon's face, again and again, like he doesn't wanna miss anything. He makes sure to keep his free hand pressed into Jungwon's waist, hard and painful, just like Jungwon likes it. 

"Hyung, that feels so good," Jungwon whines, Sunghoon's fist making wet sounds as he jerks him off from base to tip, making sure to flick his wrist on the way up, Jungwon's hips twitching every time he does. 

"I think I'm gonna come soon," Jungwon says, nearly giggles, even while moans bubble up his throat after his words. Sunghoon nods, his way of saying go for it, and Jungwon gasps, happy that Sunghoon is so willing to take anything he gives him. 

Sunghoon knows how to make Jungwon come, knows that's going to drive him mad—so he leans forward again, mouth replacing his hand which now comes back to rest over Jungwon's waist. He takes Jungwon's entire length into his mouth, lips closed tight, and Jungwon responds with a high pitched moan that makes Sunghoon grind down into the mattress to relieve the tension in his crotch.

He digs his nails into Jungwon's skin, harder than before, closing his eyes as he hears Jungwon muffle a loud wail with a part of the blanket next to them, and he manages to drag his nails down Jungwon's sides to his hips, hearing the way Jungwon lets out a string of ah, ah, ah before he comes, letting out pained grunts with the blanket between his teeth. 

Sunghoon makes sure to pull off of his cock once Jungwon has released enough into his mouth, swallowing thickly and tilting his head back just enough for Jungwon's cock to rest over the side of his mouth, and Jungwon paints his cheek and chin in a pretty rope of cum, the last bit he has to give. 

Jungwon watches, eyes still wide as his chest rises and falls through labored breaths, every exhale coming out as more of a whine. 

"Hyung," Jungwon sounds broken, blanket still lodged between his teeth. Sunghoon looks up, black hair falling prettily over his eyes. "Next time, can I suck you off?"

Next time. 

Sunghoon smiles, finding it adorable that Jungwon is already thinking about that. He nods, sweeping up some of the cum that ended up on his cheek with his thumb and bringing it up to Jungwon's lips. He's not surprised when Jungwon takes the digit into his mouth, eyebrows furrowing curiously at the tase, eyes locked on Sunghoon's own. 

He could get used to this. 

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Jake has always been Sunghoon's favorite. 

"What does he have that I don't?" Jay had asked once, jokingly, eyebrow raised in incredible Jay fashion, arms crossed tight over his chest. 

"He doesn't bother me to exhaustion," Sunghoon had joked back, shoving Jay that time. Truly, he had a special connection with Jake he couldn't explain to the other members even if he tried, so he never did. 

So, really, this wouldn't shock anyone—Sunghoon letting Jake shove him down to his knees, looking up as Jake undoes his belt hurriedly, hands shaky—because if there's someone who can make Sunghoon fold immediately, it's Jake.

"Jake," Sunghoon had pulled him close to whisper, eyes fixed on Jake's pretty lips. Jake froze when he realized the tone of Sunghoon's voice was different, cold shooting up his spine. 

"Can I give you head?"

Jake nearly moaned, embarrassingly, staring at Sunghoon's face for a second or two before nodding rapidly. 

Nobody questioned that he was at the other dorm, and it worked in his favor that Sunoo and Jungwon headed out to grab something to eat together, Jake pulling him into his room the moment the front door was locked. 

"Fuck," Jake struggles with the buckle, nervous as he looks down at Sunghoon. "I'm so turned on."

"Haven't even done anything yet," Sunghoon laughs, watching with a smile on his face as Jake bites down on his bottom lip when he finally manages to pull his belt from all the loops. 

"Yeah," Jake sighs, like he realizes how embarrassing what he just said was, and he moves to undo his jeans before Sunghoon stops him, holding both of his wrists. 

"Can I?"

Jake gulps. This usually only ever happens in his dreams—Sunghoon on his knees, pillow on the floor because he'll be here for a while, lips parted, cheeks flushed, face dangerously close to his crotch—so how could he ever deny his request?

"Yeah, go ahead."

Jake immediately regrets it. Sunghoon smiles up at him, right at him , and his fingers are suddenly undoing his pants with ease, before Jake can prepare for what comes next. His pants are sliding down his thighs and legs quickly, so he steps out of them, and Sunghoon inches close, until he's—

"Oh shit ," Jake gasps, a genuine reaction, as he watches Sunghoon press his nose and mouth against his bulge, feeling his erection with his face as he looks up at Jake. The eye contact is seriously going to make this hell. "That's so hot."

"Mmm, yeah?" Sunghoon speaks against his clothed cock, making sure to keep his lips parted as he continues, sense of pride washing over him when he feels Jake grind into his face slightly, like he simply cannot wait. "You want this real bad?"

Jake brings a hand up to his own hair, ruffling it like he does when he's frustrated. He's so cute.

"Real bad," Jake echoes, jaw slack as Sunghoon keeps going. There's nobody around to bother them and he has Sunghoon at his mercy, on his knees. Jake wonders if any of this is real. 

"Please, Sunghoon. Please, please, please."

It makes Sunghoon whine, as embarrassing as that is, hearing Jake beg. His own cock is so hard he thinks he'll pass out.

He pulls down Jake's boxers in one go, eyes fixed on his hard cock, tip leaking already. To Sunghoon, everything about Jake is perfect, and this is no exception. He licks his lips, like he's hungry for it, and Jake moans softly, hands moving before he can think.

Jake grabs himself by the base, letting out a soft ah when his hand comes in contact with his cock, and Sunghoon feels butterflies in his stomach when Jake places a hand over his head, holding him steady. 

"Look at me," Jake commands, and Sunghoon complies without hesitation. It's that simple. "So fucking pretty."

The head of Jake's cock slaps against his lips once, twice, three times, four—Sunghoon moans, precum transferring to his bottom lip. 

"Shit," Jake admits, rubbing the head of his cock against Sunghoon's puckered lips. "You're gonna make me come too quick."

"Unless I edge you," Sunghoon giggles, watching as Jake laughs softly, hand smoothing down the hair on Sunghoon's head. He's laughing, but Sunghoon knows that would break him, turn him into nothing. 

"Hold this," Sunghoon commands, lifting the hem of Jake's white tank all the way up to his chest, and Jake complies, using his free hand to hold it there. His body looks perfect, toned abdomen and small waist. Sunghoon removes the hand Jake had wrapped around his cock and places it against his hip, holding it in place with enough force to make Jake gulp. His other hand digs into Jake's exposed waist, and Jake hisses as he watches his cock stand on its own. 

"Wha—" before Jake can finish his word, Sunghoon gives the head of his cock a kitten lick, no hands, looking up at Jake in the most lewd way he can manage. Jake nearly melts, knees buckling sightly as he lets out a soft moan. "Holy fuck, Sunghoon."

Another lick, and another, and another. Jake whines after every lick, like this would be enough to make him come. Sunghoon loves how sensitive he is, how easy it is to rile him up to the point of desperation. It's perfect.

Sunghoon can't help but be relentless when the reactions he gets are so cute, lapping at the head of Jake's cock as much as he can, occasionally applying suction with his lips puckered up against the slit and releasing with a loud smack, eyes fixed on the way Jake's mouth remains open, like he can't believe what he's watching. 

"I'm so hungry, will you feed me?" Sunghoon teases, knowing how dumb that sounds but the grave effect it will have on Jake anyway, the end of his question coming out laced with a soft laugh, and Jake throws his head back at his words with a soft groan.

"Fuck," Jake is breathless, probably trying his hardest to not bust all over the floor of his room, as he continues, "yeah, I'll feed you alright." 

He releases his arm from Sunghoon's grip, pulling his shirt off over his shoulders and throwing it to the side like he just can't wait anymore, before he's inching closer towards Sunghoon, slapping Sunghoon's cheek with his cock. The action makes Sunghoon jolt in shock.

"Open wide for me, yeah?"

Sunghoon does, happily, opening his mouth as wide as he can. Anything for Jake. 

Jake lets out a soft moan, hand cupping Sunghoon's jaw, and he slips his thumb inside his mouth with ease, the action making Sunghoon twitch in his pants. He rubs the pad of his finger over Sunghoon's tongue a couple of times, like he's toying with him. 

"All this for me?"

Sunghoon nods. All for you. He doesn't have to say it, Jake knows.

Jake lets go of his cock and pushes his hips forward, slowly, and Sunghoon gets the message. He places his hands over Jake's hips and takes the head into his mouth, entirely this time. It's enough to make Jake squirm on his feet like he doesn't know what to do. 

Sunghoon takes more in, tongue flat against Jake's shaft, relishing in the taste and feel and making sure to keep his eyes on Jake's flushed face at all times. He makes it all the way to the base and coughs around the girth, pulling back messily and letting Jake's cock rest over his face. 

"Fuck, fuck, oh my God—" Jake sounds broken already, eyes glued to the way his cock looks over Sunghoon's beautiful face. It's something out of his wildest dreams.

"Fuck my mouth, please," Sunghoon groans, pressing his fingers harder into Jake's skin, like he's pushing him to do it, to use him. 

"Okay," Jake is breathing heavily, swallowing down an embarrassing amount of saliva as he speaks. "I don't think I can look at you, though."

"Why not," Sunghoon is pouting, joking around as if Jake's current situation isn't dire. 

"I'll come too fast," Jake admits, incredibly whiny, and Sunghoon's heart swells. He underestimates the effect he has on Jake. 

Sunghoon nods, as if he's giving Jake the green light. Jake is a bit hesitant at first, thrusting forward into Sunghoon's mouth softly, like he doesn't want to overdo it, until Sunghoon is whining with cock in his mouth, letting out a garbled harder that makes Jake's head spin. 

He lets go, loosening his stiff hips and fucking into Sunghoon's mouth at a pace that picks up by the minute, making Sunghoon gag and choke every few pumps, his hand firmly placed over Sunghoon's head. There's a vile mess of saliva collecting in Sunghoon's mouth and he can't swallow it all down, so he spits it out between pumps and lets it come down his chin and neck. It looks filthy, and Jake whines when he realizes. 

"You're making a mess," he sounds like he's the one getting his throat fucked, voice hoarse and breathless as he lets Sunghoon take a short break, chin and neck thoroughly coated. 

"Mmmm," is the only thing that comes out of Sunghoon's mouth, a pleased sound that tells Jake he fucking loves it, and he's leaning forward to take Jake back into his mouth without his permission, catching him off guard. He stares up, eyes red from the tears he spilled while choking and gagging, and Jake quickly covers his face with both hands. It is both the cutest and the hottest thing Sunghoon has ever witnessed. 

"Sunghoon, shit," Jake's voice is muffled behind the palms of his hands, forearms sweating slightly. "I'm close."

Sunghoon gives it everything he's got, bobbing his head up and down Jake's cock, with as much spit as he can, about twelve times before Jake whines, louder than before. His hands fall from his face and he looks into Sunghoon's eyes, breathing loudly through his open mouth. 

"Gonna come on your face," he warns Sunghoon, gripping the very base of his cock while Sunghoon continues to suck him off, and Sunghoon just continues to look into his eyes, like he doesn't mind at all. Like he's waiting for it.

In less than eight seconds Jake comes hard with a loud moan, letting out a broken Sunghoon and pulling back his hips enough to make his cock slip out of Sunghoon's lips, and he's jerking off over his pretty face, staring down at the way Sunghoon just takes it, tongue out. It's an image he'll never forget—watching his cum land over Sunghoon's tongue, his chin, his pink cheeks, the high bridge of his nose—before Jake has nothing else to give.

He almost stumbles backwards, quickly throwing one feet back to ground himself as he pants, struggling to catch his breath. 

Sunghoon stays there, on his knees, feeling Jake's warm cum on his face. He wonders if it would be too weird to ask Jake to take a picture. 

"You look so pretty," Jake nearly whispers, eyes half-lidded like he's about to pass out, thumb rubbing into the cum on Sunghoon's cheek.

Sunghoon smiles, because he knows he's Jake's favorite too.

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Heeseung does a double take when he notices, eyebrows furrowing curiously as he watches Sunghoon change. 

There are bruises littered over his knees, just his knees, and Heeseung wonders how they got there. 

"Sunghoon," he says, voice quiet, and Sunghoon looks up at him innocently. 

"Your knees," Heeseung points to them, and Sunghoon looks down. "What's up with those?"

Sunghoon chuckles with his hand over his mouth, playfully, and he makes the blowjob gesture at Heeseung. It makes Heeseung's cheeks get hot when he remembers what Sunghoon did to him a few nights prior, and he scoffs with a smile on his face as he watches Sunghoon scurry away. 

The smile on his face quickly fades, though, when he remembers Sunghoon and him were on a bed. So how did—

Heeseung shakes his head, deciding it's probably better to not question it.