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The afternoon sun filtered through the apartment's curtains, bathing the living room in a lazy golden glow. Jake, lying on the sofa with his legs stretched out, waved one of his feet in the air absent – mindedly. He was wearing short, baggy shorts, suitable for hot days indoors, and an old white T-shirt that barely covered his waist. The fan was whirring in the corner of the room, spreading a warm breeze that didn't do much to relieve the heat.

Jungwon appeared in the doorway, with wavy blond hair, adjusting his glasses and looking at Jake with a half-smile.

"Heeseung hyung is coming to stay tomorrow night. We're going to watch some movies," he said, throwing himself down next to his roommate.

Jake rolled his eyes, but couldn't contain the small, lazy smile that followed. These movie nights between Jungwon and Heeseung were already a tradition. And Jake, as much as he tried to remain oblivious, knew that he always ended up falling asleep before the second movie even started.

"Wow, that's new," he joked, turning on the sofa to face Jungwon. "You two are so predictable."

"And you're so annoying," Jungwon retorted, picking up the remote control to change the channel. "But you know how it is. If you want to stay in the room, go ahead. Just don't come complaining afterwards."

Jake snorted dramatically, throwing his head back. "Nah, I always fall asleep before you guys start making out in the middle of the movie. I don't even bother anymore."

Jungwon threw a pillow at him, laughing. "Shut up, Jakey. It's not like that."

Jake just laughed along, already imagining how the evening would end: him wrapped in his blanket, falling asleep before the movie was half over, while Jungwon and Heeseung got closer and closer on the other sofa. It was a ritual, and he had already accepted his role in it.

But Jake always found it strange how Lee Heeseung was still there.

Like, for real. The guy had already repeated college a few times–or so they said–and yet Jungwon, his roommate, thought it was a great idea to date him. Not that Jake was jealous or anything, but... it didn't make sense. Especially since Heeseung was an idiot.

He remembers well the first time he met him.

The party was crowded, noisy and full of people bumping into each other. Jake was holding a red glass with some dubious drink in it, looking around without much interest, until he felt Jungwon pull him by the wrist.  

"Come here, I need you to meet someone," Jungwon said, sounding too excited to be anything good.

Jake rolled his eyes. Was this another uninteresting guy, Jungwon's friend, that he was trying to set him up with?

"Is this a scheme to get me a date? Because I already told you that l–" 

"It's not that, you self-centered prick," Jungwon cut in, laughing. "I want you to meet my boyfriend." 

Jake arched his eyebrows. "Wait. Boyfriend? Since when do you have a boyfriend?"

"It's been a while," Jungwon admitted, shrugging. "You're the one who never asks." 

Jake grimaced, offended. What else was going on behind his back?

"I ask. you never answer!" 

But Jungwon was already pulling Jake through the crowd, until they reached a quieter corner of the party. He was leaning against a pool table with a glass in his hand and a lazy smile on his lips.  

"Jake, this is Heeseung hyung. Heeseung hyung, this is Jake," Jungwon introduced.  

Jake assessed the guy in front of him. He was tall, with a posture that was too relaxed for someone in this chaotic environment. He was wearing a black jacket, showing off his tattoo–covered arms. His eyes had that mischievous glint of someone who knew he was charming, a pointed nose and a well-structured chin.

Heeseung looked at Jake and, before anyone could say anything, smiled sideways. "So that's the famous roommate," he said, his voice slurred.  

Jake crossed his arms. He swallowed, not quite sure how to react to Jungwon's new boyfriend. "The famous one? Have you been talking about me, Jungwonie?"

"Well..." Jungwon hesitated.  

 "Yes, he does," Heeseung replied, laughing. "Quite a lot, actually. I almost thought you were dating." 

Jake grimaced. They had hooked up once, long before they became roommates, totally in the past. "Urgh, that's disgusting."  

"Thanks for that part." Jungwon muttered.  

Heeseung sipped his drink and looked Jake up and down. "You're shorter than I thought."  

Jake frowned. Okay, this guy really had something wrong with him. "And you're looser than I imagined."  

Jungwon sighed loudly. "Please, let's not get off to a bad start." 

But Jake and Heeseung were already staring at each other like two cats in a dark alley, assessing each other. Jake didn't know exactly what it was, but something in him already told him that this guy was going to be unbearable. And, as he would find out later, he was absolutely right.

 Whenever they crossed each other's path, Heeseung had a way of cracking a joke about his height.

"Ah, Jake, have you ever tried wearing heels? It might help." he would say, laughing at his own joke.

What annoyed Jake the most was that Jungwon, who was only two damn centimeters taller, was never the target of these jokes. Only him. Which only reinforced his theory that Heeseung was there to be a thorn in his side until he graduated – which, judging by the guy's track record, could take a few more years. 

No matter how much Jake wanted him and Jungwon to hang out in single friends' clubs like they used to, there was always this 6′0. (1.83) guy with dark hair and a silly face to spoil it for them (Jake).

 He finally spotted Jungwon leaning against the bar counter, a glass in hand and a calm expression. Next to him, as always, was Heeseung, wearing a hideous Joker costume, complete with bad make-up and a purple suit that looked like it had come from a dubious thrift store.  

"Finally found you, tinkerbell." Jake said, stopping next to Jungwon and ignoring Heeseung for the moment.  

Jungwon smiled at the sight of him, looking as kind as ever. He had sprayed his hair to try and imitate Harlequin, Jake almost caught him in a corner to say a big 'Nuh-uh, Lil bro.’

"You took your time, I thought you'd given up!"

"I almost gave up, actually" Jake admitted, adjusting the black gloves of the costume. His hair was slicked back with a little gel. And make-up... Hah, he looked fatal.

 "But you know I never miss a chance to humiliate others with my aesthetic superiority."

Jungwon laughed, glancing at Jake's outfit and nodding. "Okay, I have to admit, the costume looks great." 

Jake smiled victoriously and then, as if he'd only just noticed, turned to Heeseung. "As for yours... what the hell is that?"  

Heeseung cracked a wide, cheeky grin, the red makeup paint at the corner of his lips stretching in a kind of grotesque way. "I don't know what you're talking about. I'm perfect." 

Jake crossed his arms, looking down at his costume with pure disgust. "This is shit, Heeseung. It looks like you bought this outfit at a last-minute sale and did your makeup in the dark."  

Heeseung rolled his eyes, shook his head and put a shit-eating grin on his face. "Be formal with me, Jakey. And yes, I did my makeup in the dark anyway. So what?"  

Jake sighed, wiping his hand across his face as if it were a personal offense. He couldn't care less for his words. "God forbid. And to think I was here feeling bad about being on your side and making you look ugly by comparison."

"You always feel bad around me, don't you, little puppy?" Heeseung teased, taking a sip of his drink, he entwined his arm around Jungwon's slender waist, raising an eyebrow at Jake playfully. 

"I should get a commission for putting up with you..." Jake said, looking disgusted at his movements towards Jungwon.

Before Heeseung could reply, Jungwon stepped back, straightening his costume. "Speaking of which, I'll be right back."  

Jake frowned. Speaking of which what?

"What do you mean you'll be right back?"  

"I just need to talk to an acquaintance over there. Quick thing."  

He discreetly pointed to a guy on the other side of the party, someone Jake had never seen before, but who seemed to be in the same class as Heeseung.  

Jake rolled his eyes as he realized he had been left alone with the older man. He let out a heavy sigh and looked at Heeseung suspiciously.  

"Great. Now I have to socialize with you." 

Heeseung smiled amusedly, leaning on the counter and looking at Jake with that mocking glint in his eyes.  

"Relax, Catman. I promise not to bite."

Jake twisted his lips, picking up his own drink from the counter and taking a dramatic sip. "You really are the worst Joker I've ever seen." 

"That's because you haven't seen my magic trick yet." Heeseung winked, playfully. Even his perfume was strong. Jesus.

Jake cast a discreet glance at Jungwon, who was still talking to his friend. Something about that conversation seemed... off. Not in the dramatic sense, but the way Jungwon was gesturing and smiling in a kind of... halting way?  

Jake frowned.  

"What?" Heeseung asked, noticing the look on his face.  

Jake quickly turned his attention away.  

"Uh, nothing." He downed the rest of his drink in one gulp, dropping the empty glass on any random surface before deciding to walk around a bit. He needed to clear his head.  

He just didn't expect that when he turned down a less crowded corridor of the party, Heeseung would be right behind him. Jake stopped abruptly and turned to face him. "Why the hell are you still after me, Shrek?" 

Heeseung stopped too, raising his eyebrows. "Eh? Am I a tall, green, scary guy now?" 

"You're already two of those three." Jake retorted, putting his hands on his waist. You can't look for a weed in peace anymore.

Heeseung laughed. "Relax, Mr. Clingy Clothes. Can't I go for a walk without being accused of stalking now?" It seemed a shame to be abandoned by your boyfriend to chat animatedly with someone else in the same conversation. Jake really felt pity.

There was one night, in particular, that Jake feels a vein pop out of his forehead just remembering it.

It was late at night when Jake woke up. He yawned, feeling the cool air from the fan hit his exposed skin. His pajamas consisted of the tiny shorts he only wore when he was alone with Jungwon and a large, half-transparent T-shirt, without worrying about visitors.  

He stretched and left the room to go to the bathroom, still drowsy. But the moment he opened the door, he was met with an unexpected sight.  

Heeseung, fresh out of the shower, stood in the hallway, drying his hair with a towel. His skin was still damp, and he wore only gray sweatpants low enough to show the line of his hips. His torso was bare, leaving free the tattoos that ran from shoulder to forearm. A cross pendant resting on his chest. 

For a moment, Jake froze. Heeseung stopped too, blinking and with a look in his dark eyes that Jake couldn't decipher. He glanced down at Jake's body, licking his lips, and Jake could only think that he should prepare himself for another taunt from the older man. Heeseung was the first to recover, an amused smile appearing on his face as he glanced down at Jake's minimal pajamas.  

"Wow. I didn't know I was missing a fashion show around here." he teased, throwing his towel over his shoulder and crossing his arms. Damn that pendant on his wet chest.

Jake, still groggy from sleep, blinked a few times before realizing what was happening.  

"Oh, for God's sake," he muttered, tugging uselessly at the hem of his T-shirt. "What are you doing here, huh?"  

"Sleeping here, obviously. Jungwonie called me," Heeseung replied, leaning his shoulder against the wall. "And it looks like I got out of the shower at the wrong time."

"Shut up." 

"No, seriously. Are those your normal pajamas or were you waiting for someone to show up?"

Jake snorted and walked straight past, entering the bathroom and slamming the door behind him. Outside, he heard Heeseung's low laugh echoing down the corridor.  

He hate that guy. Hate him.  

Now, the morning at the university began like any other: Jake and Jungwon walking side by side across the campus, dodging hurried students and complaining about the heat. Jake wore his usual everyday clothes; a white tank top under a light blue button-down shirt and baggy jeans, a little uncomfortable for the hot weather. He adjusted his clear glasses on his face, holding his backpack in one hand. In this heat, he couldn't wait to get home again and get more comfortable. 

"Are you going straight to the APT after school?" Jungwon asked, looking at his cell phone.  

"It depends. If I'm inspired, I can spend some time in the library pretending to study." Jake shrugged.  

 "Inspired?" Jungwon repeated, rolling his eyes and then letting out a chuckle. His red plaid button-down shirt stood out.

They reached the courtyard, where a few people were already scattered around, chatting and getting ready for class. That's when Jungwon spotted Heeseung leaning against a tree, arms crossed and wearing sunglasses, as if he was waiting for him.  

"Well, I think I'll go over there..." Jungwon said, walking away with a little smile.  

"Wow, running to your boyfriend already? Without even disguising it?" Jake teased, but Jungwon just laughed and went to meet Heeseung, who gave him a lazy smile when he saw him.  

Jake was alone for a few seconds, but soon felt a presence beside him.  

"Jake hyung!" the excited voice made him turn around.  

It was Riki, a black-haired, sharp-eyed freshman holding a notebook against his chest. He always seemed a bit excited when he saw him, and Jake thought it was funny. And cute. It was cute that a guy so much taller than him, full of piercings, seemed shy just to be in Jake's presence.  

"What's up, Riki?" Jake replied, giving a half-smile. The boy had been trying to hook up with him ever since Jake broke off his previous relationship. 

"Are you going to class now?"

"Unfortunately, yes. But I'm still mentally preparing myself for it." Jake joked, resting one hand on his curvaceous waist. 

Riki laughed, a little awkwardly. "You're always so nice."

Jake blinked a few times before smiling. For freshmen, everything always seemed nice. "And you're so cute." 

Riki turned red instantly, looking away for a second. Jake knew the boy had a crush on him, and although he didn't take it too seriously, he thought it was cute.  

"So, uh... after class, would you like to have coffee with me?"  

Jake looked at Jungwon, who was now sitting with Heeseung on a bench, laughing at something. He let out a dramatic sigh before turning his attention to Riki.  

"Maybe, if I survive the class." 

"Great! So I'll see you later?" 

"We'll see. But I'm not the ‘kinda easy type, you know?"

Riki smiled, still embarrassed, and Jake just laughed, heading off to his class. He really thought that emo boy was cute, him being taller than Jake was just a plus.

After class, Jake left the room and Riki appeared immediately, still looking a little too excited next to him. The freshman was talking about something that had happened in chemistry class, but Jake just nodded, not paying much attention. The important thing was that Riki was cute and harmless, and Jake liked having fans.  

 "So... coffee?" Riki asked, looking at him expectantly. After a lot of chatter.

Jake thought for a moment. He could go, but the idea of going home and throwing himself on the sofa also seemed tempting. "Hm... how about another day? Today I just want to go home and relax." He was probably a shit.

Riki tried to hide his disappointment with a smile. "Of course! No problem. Another day then." 

Jake patted him on the shoulder, amused. "That's it, kid. You don't give up easily."

He walked away, leaving Riki standing there, still blushing. Jake walked across campus until he spotted Jungwon up ahead, now alone.  

"Hey, where's your old man?" Jake teased, joining him.  

Jungwon rolled his eyes. "He had some things to sort out, but he's going home later."  

"Of course he is. He basically lives there now." 

"You're just jealous because no one wants to spend their evenings watching movies with you."

Jake opened his mouth, feigning indignation. "First of all: rude. Secondly: I have Riki."

Jungwon arched an eyebrow. "The freshman? What about him?"

"He asked me out."

"And you said yes?"

Jake shrugged. "No, but he keeps trying." 

Jungwon laughed. "You like being wanted, don't you?"

"I'm a gift to society, Wonie."  

They continued chatting as they headed home, ready for another evening that would inevitably include Heeseung getting in the middle of their routine and picking on Jake at every opportunity.

—

The afternoon passed quietly, with Jake flipping through the channels while Jungwon sorted out something on his laptop. Eventually, Jake got up to get a snack from the kitchen, now wearing short shorts that barely covered his thighs. – It was too hot, it wasn't his fault. Jungwon never cared about that either. Jake wore these kinds of shorts so much that he forgot they weren't a second skin in his body. – He was humming absentmindedly until he heard a knock on the door.  

"Is that him already?" Jake asked, knowing the answer. No one would show up at their apartment at that hour but him. 

"Of course," Jungwon replied without taking his eyes off the screen. Fingers moving too fast to answer anyone other than his boyfriend, who was at the door. "Open for him." 

Jake huffed, but went to the door and unlocked it. Completely oblivious to his attire, simply because of how comfortable he felt. Heeseung walked in with his typical relaxed manner, wearing a black jacket that showed off some of the tattoos on his forearms. He took a quick look at Jake from head to toe and raised an eyebrow.  

"Do you really walk around wearing that?" he teased, closing the door behind him with one hand, not stopping to stare at Jake.

Jake's eyes widened, remembering the short shorts. With red cheeks and a roll of his eyes, he crossed his arms, out of patience. "Do you really think you have any moral standing to talk about clothes when you're dressed like an extra from a 2000s rock band?"

Jungwon, already used to it, sighed from the sofa. He talked and talked, but he didn't seem to care as much as he tried to make it sound. "Can you guys please not start?"

Heeseung walked past Jake, brushing the side of his body and threw himself down on the sofa next to Jungwon, nonchalantly slipping his arm through the backrest behind his boyfriend.  

"I'm not starting anything," he said, looking at Jake with a little smirk. "I just think it's funny how he's so comfortable in front of anyone."

"Anyone? Please, Heeseung, you're just my roommate's boyfriend. You don't even count as person in this apartment."

Heeseung turned his head to the side in the negative. "Don't forget that I'm still older than you. Call me hyung." 

Jungwon nudged Heeseung lightly with his elbow. "Stop picking on him." 

"What? I like to see him stress out." Heeseung laughed, bumping his nose against Jungwon's. – Jake found it particularly disgusting and noxious. – Heeseung picked up a packet of snacks that Jake had left on the table and began to shovel them into his greedy mouth.

Jake rolled his eyes and went back to the sofa, taking the remote control back. "Whatever. I just don't want you making out in my field of vision, okay?"

"Relax, princess, not everyone wants to traumatize you." Heeseung scoffed and Jake snorted, remembering that Jungwon couldn't hold his big mouth and had probably told Heeseung the story about Jake's ex. 

Jungwon, once again, sighed. "Hyungie, stop it." He said in a sly voice, a pout on his lips. 

But Heeseung just laughed, satisfied that he had already made Jake angry. As always, this was how movie nights began.

Jake stayed to watch for a while, until he saw Heeseung slide his long fingers down the length of Jungwon's arm, and then Jake stood up, taking the fluffy yellow puppy pillow off his lap and turning to the couple:

"Well, my time's up. I need to do some skincare and get ready for bed."

Jungwon pouted, tugging on Jake's arm. Puft, as if he wasn't dying to be alone with his boyfriend too. "But already? The movie's not even halfway through."

"Yeah, yeah. I'm kind of tired from today," Jake said, watching Jungwon's sleepy eyes. He wasn't doing much better than him, the day had been too busy for his roommate. Maybe today Jake wouldn't even hear some annoying noises coming from Jungwon's room.

 "Good night, bae." He said, bending down and giving Jungwon a half-hug, whether he wanted to or not, brushing against Heeseung's arm.

Jake looked at Heeseung and rolled his eyes, seeing the older man raise his eyebrows. And then he set off towards the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Jake was standing on the cold marble while applying his skincare routine with meticulous care. The steps were almost like a dance: first the gentle soap, massaged in with his fingers, then the refreshing tonic that left his skin fresh and flawless. He watched his reflection in the mirror, gazing into his own eyes with a lightness that only the nightly routine provided.

With a satisfied sigh, he spread on the moisturizer, the soft scent of lavender and aloe vera mingling with the aroma of the soap. No matter how tired he was, this moment of self – care was non – negotiable. 

After applying the night cream, he slid aside and picked up his pajamas. It was a short set, perfect for the warm evening temperature – he loved the feel of his skin against the icy sheets – with a light, soft fabric that fitted his body without tightening. He threw the shirt over his head and adjusted the short pyjamas, looking at himself once more in the mirror. "A beauty is a beauty, really," he muttered, pleased with his appearance.

With a small smile, Jake switched off the bathroom light, went out into the bedroom and flopped onto the bed with a soft sigh. The feel of the soft sheet against his bare skin made the night seem even more welcoming. He closed his eyes, his mind still racing, but soon surrendered to rest, ready to dream. He dozed off for a good 13 minutes.

Not noticing Heeseung sneaking in, having left a soundly sleeping Jungwon on the sofa, he closed the door softly behind him. He soon spotted Jake, lying on his side facing the wall in his single bed. The shorts looked like they had been shortened even more, the silk dripping off his thighs, which were free of the blanket, which was just below his knees, giving Heeseung quite a view of his shapely ass and thighs.

Jake was drifting off into a deep sleep when he heard the door to his room opening. Thinking that it was probably just Jungwon coming back in to borrow some cream or something, which had happened a few times before, he simply relaxed and blanked his mind, going back to sleep.

However, when he felt a weight behind him, the mattress sinking, Jake froze. Hold on.

Before he could react, a firm hand covered his mouth. The warmth of someone else's body slid under his covers, and the smell of mint and some expensive cologne invaded his senses. Jake's eyes widened in the dark, his breathing hitching.

“Shh.” The low, amused voice rubbed against his ear. “If you make any noise, we're both in trouble. More you than me.”

Jake didn't need light to know who it was.

Lee. Fucking. Heeseung.

Jake snorted, bringing his smaller hands up to grab Heeseung's big hand in his mouth. He felt the older man step closer, his hips flush against Jake's light shorts-clad ass, doing nothing to make the bulge in the bigger man's pants stand out any less.

Jake bite the hand that was in his mouth when he felt Heeseung nudge his ass with his hip, causing Heeseung to pull his hand away from Jake's mouth.

"You little– " Heeseung said, managing to restrain Jake by grabbing his waist firmly with one hand, slipping the other under Jake's neck and covering his plump lips with his right hand.

Jake despaired, opening his eyes wide again and trying to move.

Causing Heeseung to lose patience. "Hmph– "

"You filthy slut. Be quiet." Heeseung muttered, pressing Jake's hips down, putting some of his weight on top of Jake and making the younger man fall with his head on the pillow, covering his face.

Damn. What the fuck was going on now? Was Heeseung really going to do what Jake was thinking? Well, if Jake wasn't so desperate, he'd just think about how everything he thought about the older man was true, after all. A bad character. The question now is: why the hell was Jake feeling his pussy throb and drip when he was in this position? With Lee Heeseung, of all people.

"Come on, baby. Don't pretend you don't want this." Heeseung murmured, bringing his nose to the nape of Jake's neck, sniffing and kissing his soft skin. "We knew it would happen. It had to happen."

Heeseung moved his hands down from Jake's waist to his hips, gripping it tightly and holding it firmly in front of Heeseung's own hips, Heeseung's cock already so hard that he could see the bulge poking through the smaller man's ass distribution. 

Jake grunted, eyebrows furrowed over the pillow. He was starting to sweat, just feeling the cock, which was visibly large from the way it poked Jake's clothed hole, being Heeseung's, he didn't quite know what to think. He kept ignoring a lot of things to never get there. And now...

Heeseung lifted Jake's head, using only his hand to cover the smaller man's mouth. He wanted to see his pretty face, his big, fuckable eyes watering.

"You belong to me. Don't you dare get close to others again, understand?" Heeseung bit down hard on the side of Jake's neck, making him whimper.

Jake didn't know whether to scream or simply try to keep quiet, accepting the tasty grinding Heeseung was doing. It was so wrong, so wrong with him, with Jungwon. But so good.

"Mmh." Jake moaned as Heeseung bit his pointed ear. Heeseung smirked, sliding his hand down the flesh of Jake's thigh, feeling the firmness. Up and down his hand until it went back up the back, where Heeseung slipped his veiny hand between Jake's thighs, feeling the softness of the man's lower thighs until it went higher, the side of his hand hitting something wet. Heeseung licked and bit his lips, finally pressing his hand to Jake's private parts and feeling the fabric of his silk pajamas get wet.

"Damn, darling..." Heeseung leaned his chin on Jake's shoulder, his warm breath going straight to the man's neck.

Jake closed his eyes, soft sounds wanting to come out of his throat, the moment Heeseung's long fingers came into contact with his pussy under his shorts. Heeseung ran two fingers along the entrance to Jake's covered pussy, feeling the damp cloth. 

With all this, Heeseung forgot to clamp his hand completely over Jake's mouth, leaving it free for the smaller man to let out a small, broken, delicate moan as he felt the movement. Heeseung covered his mouth again, knowing that even if he wanted to, he wouldn't be able to hear much of Jake's pretty moans other than little sighs and soft grunts.

Jake could easily bite Heeseung's hand in his mouth, making him let go of him, and he could run towards Jungwon to tell him what his little boyfriend was doing. But he couldn't. Because the next moment, Heeseung kept rubbing his thick fingers over his pajamas until he moved a little to the side, making Jake lock the bigger man's arm with his thighs.

Heeseung let out a nasal laugh. He quickly grabbed Jake's thigh with his right hand and lifted, leaving it half open. Jake whimpered, trying to wiggle away only to end up rubbing his ass against Heeseung's erection. 

"Keep your fucking leg up, do you understand me?" 

Jake tried to obey as Heeseung's fingers sank into his cheek, starting to hurt. He kept his thighs open, on his side and his feet planted on the mattress.

Heeseung slid a hand between his legs again, this time smoothly and with ample access. He pushed Jake's shorts aside, laughing in disbelief when he found no underwear protecting Jake's dripping, throbbing pussy.

"God, you really are a slut, aren't you? Already prepared for me." Heeseung went back to kissing and nibbling the younger man's neck, who only whimpered. Scraping his middle fingers not too delicately across Jake's folds, Heeseung slid upwards, until he reached the younger man's clitoris and lingered there. Heeseung moved his fingers quickly along the bud, watching Jake squirm and tremble with closed eyes and a frown. He felt so good, he was hating himself.

"Hmmph- Ah..." Jake let out little sounds, unable to stop himself. He was a shitty friend, but Heeseung's tattooed arm hugging him so tightly was one thing. He was squeezing Jake with his bigger body. His fingers didn't stop, only when he started circling the folds, then the entrance to Jake's hole did he slow down.

Jake was so fucking wet, Heeseung's fingers were soaked just from touching the pulsing entrance. Heeseung slipped two fingers inside, the calluses touching the soft interior of the smaller man's intimacy.

Jake arched his back, his breathing quickening and his heart beating faster. Heeseung began to fuck his thick fingers viciously inside him, low sounds leaking from his throat, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed, the urge to just fuck Jake loud enough for everyone in town to hear. Heeseung folded his two fingers inside Jake's entrance, pressing in circles on his clit with his thumb. Jake shuddered, his thighs spasming slightly.

Without patience and with a grunt, Heeseung removed his slimy hands from Jake's pussy, leading him to his own jeans and unlocking the button, pulling down his underwear. Jake wet his lips under Heeseung's hand, hearing the loud, wet noise that Heeseung's cock made when it hit his abdomen. From the sideways position they were in, Jake managed to turn his head to the side and be greeted with the sight of Heeseung's veiny cock, the head red with fulfillment from the time he'd spent locked up.

Jake widened his eyes, letting out a sigh and whimpering. Damn it, why the hell did this asshole, who was Jake's best friend's boyfriend, have to be so hot. The big cock, the chiseled body, the high cheekbones and the hot breath hitting Jake's ear.

Heeseung moved his hand down and up his length a few times, rubbing the slick of Jake's pussy onto his own cock as lubrication. 

Shameless and already fucked, Jake leaned back, watching Heeseung stare back at him with darker eyes than usual, they were fierce with pure carnal desire.

Heeseung licked his lips, staring at Jake's body with half-closed eyes. Heeseung took his member in hand, Jake's thigh still raised, and he nudged his cock into his pussy. Slick dripping in fulfillment, making the head wet.

Jake felt his eyes water with need, the grind and slide of Heeseung's cock between his folds was so delicious.

"Ah, sweet thing... look at you."

Jake whimpered for Heeseung to take his hand away from his mouth. He couldn't stand the bigger man's hand holding back his sounds any longer. Heeseung lifted the corner of his lips, "That's what you want then, huh?"

After that, Jake felt his face land on the pillow again, Heeseung maneuvered him by the hips so that he was on all fours, still with his face tucked into his white pillow.

Heeseung bent down to whisper in his ear, "Just take it all, like the little slut you are."

And, Ah. Jake rolled his eyes, Heeseung took the honeyed cock in his hand and shoved it deep inside him, without any warning.

Jake let out an agonized and desperate moan into the pillow, all of Heeseung's compliance was hitting his cervix now. He arranged the position of his knees better, spreading his thighs wide, so that his back was well outlined for Heeseung. 

Heeseung wished he could slap the younger man's cheek, fuck him until the single bed broke. But he couldn't, so he withdrew his cock entirely, only to put it in harder now. Hips slapping slowly, without making too much noise so as not to wake anyone.

Realizing that this wouldn't work, Heeseung quickly laid them both down again. He put one of Jake's thighs up high, while on the other hand he used to penetrate his cock into Jake's slippery pussy hole again.

Unrestrained, Jake bit his own lip, sweat leaking from his hairline and dripping down his neck. Heeseung began to fuck his cock into Jake's pussy, his balls slapping Jake deliciously with every movement. The sounds of skin began to ring out in the room, no matter how hard they were trying not to make any noise.

Jake hoped his friend would never wake up again, if it meant having Heeseung here, pounding relentlessly into his hole every second.

With an act of lost reason, Jake moved his neck back, staring with half-closed, glaring eyes at the older man. He attacked Heeseung's neck with an arm stretched back. Heeseung understood immediately, the thrusts becoming less ferocious the moment he glued Jake's lips against his, full, red lips opening his mouth so that Heeseung could fuck his tongue into Jake's mouth, intertwining spits and low sounds being shared.

When Jake's pussy started to turn pink and sore, he lost his strength. Just letting Heeseung fuck his brains out, until he came. Cum dripping down Jake's walls, without any protection.

But he enjoyed it, he enjoyed every moment. He liked how Heeseung licked his lips afterwards and then licked inside Jake's mouth.

He was completely fucked by the time Heeseung left. Jake was literally destroyed, face red with dried tears and bottom wet and dirty.

He was fucked to shit.

But Jake hadn't come yet. Realizing this, Heeseung moved in, grabbing the waist of Jake's limp body and putting him on top of him, sitting him on his lap, while still lying on the small bed. "See, I'm not a fuckboy." Heeseung murmured, as Jake planted his hands on Heeseung's chest, to steady himself, and frowned at him.

Jake was still horny, he didn't want to pretend that he wasn't enjoying what was happening, but he was. Very much so. He felt like a desperate slut.

Heeseung lifted his tank top up to his armpits, moving in to grab Jake's hips firmly again, making Jake steady himself a little. With Heeseung's momentum, Jake rode his bare abdomen, bringing his dripping, restless pussy into contact with Heeseung's hot, sweaty skin. 

Jake wriggled in place a little, not knowing what to do, until Heeseung snorted.

"A dumb puppy will always be a dumb puppy, won't it? Let hyung do it for you." Heeseung said, and at the same moment, began to make Jake ride his abdomen with one hand on his hip and the other on his slim waist. Jake bit his lips, realizing now what he was trying to do. Jake felt his swollen, sensitive clit crawl against Heeseung's torso, leaving some of his natural lubricant dripping onto the man's skin every time he moved Jake back and forth.

"Heeseung... fuck." Jake whimpered, mouth open and body limbs limp. He can't believe what he's doing, what a bastard of a man Heeseung is.

Heeseung smiled sideways, bringing both hands up to Jake's ass cheeks and squeezing them, making the other roll back and forth harder. Jake gasped, his lip splitting as he kept biting down. With some force, Jake moved his own hips against Heeseung's abdomen, rubbing the bulge of his bud against the older man's, focusing on stimulating that spot.

Even in the dark, Heeseung could see Jake's engorged nipples under his thin t-shirt, the sting of a piercing in one of them making its presence felt. "A total slut..."

Heeseung ran his hands up Jake's chest, reaching inside his t-shirt to fiddle with the pierced nipple, seeing Jake widen his eyes and let out a small cry.

With cloudy eyes, Heeseung felt water collecting in his mouth when he saw Jake's desperate way of trying to push himself up onto his abdomen.

 "Mmh, baby." Heeseung purred, making Jake look at him, pupils dilated and dark in contrast to the brightness of his eyes. "Come here."

Heeseung pulled Jake closer on top of him, grabbing the flesh of his ass and pulling him until he was sitting on Heeseung's chest. 

Jake stopped, planting his hands on Heeseung's arm, not understanding the older man. "What the fuck?" Jake muttered, to which Heeseung only smiled even wider, perfectly aligned white teeth coming into view. 

"Just ride my face, shawty." He muttered, his voice hoarse in the dark room, the sound of a TV being heard in the distance, along with a small snore.

Jake swallowed dryly, eyelashes fluttering a little until he lifted his hips, running one thigh and then the other along each side of Heeseung's face, brushing the dark black hair. He looked down at Heeseung between his spread legs, seeing the older man wink before reaching up and grabbing Jake's thigh and hip, making him sit his entrance directly on Heeseung's lips.

Jake planted his hands behind himself, feeling Heeseung's abdomen in his hands. Heeseung opened his mouth, tasting the slick groove that was still in Jake's slippery pussy, he sucked on the swollen bud, running his tongue over it several times quickly, before moving his tongue to poke at the opening of Jake's hole, running his tongue along the soft walls. Jake arched his spine, toes curling inwards at the sensations he felt.

Jake risked a glance back, seeing Heeseung's cock half-hard again, shuddering in the air without any touch. Heeseung continued penetrating his tongue into Jake's pussy, while one hand came up to run his thumb around his clit. Jake felt another of Heeseung's calloused hands sneak up to his nipples, where Heeseung squeezed and circled his thumb.

Jake felt his body tremble until he came into Heeseung's mouth. He felt himself squirt a little, unable to hold back the strength in his thighs and falling all over Heeseung. At which point the older man just picked Jake up and lay down next to him. 

Now lying down, Jake felt his chest rise and fall, his breathing a little ragged. He turned his face to look at Heeseung, seeing him pull down his shirt and lift it up, looking for some kind of cloth. Sighing, Jake closed his eyes, opening them again only when he felt Heeseung make a noise. He watched as Heeseung rubbed the cloth over his cheeks, then gently wiped his abdomen. 

Noticing that he was being watched, Heeseung raised his head to look at Jake. After throwing the cloth over Jake's half-wet thighs, he smiled and blinked again, strong, chiseled arms going towards the door and opening it, then closing it softly. 

Jake put both hands over his mouth, stopping himself from screaming.

Heeseung drugged Jungwon just so he could fuck Jake in peace?!

Holy.Fucking.shit.