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Taeyong never would’ve expected to end up where he was when the night began. A few hours ago he was running around his apartment like a madman, making sure his pizza rolls weren’t burning, trying to work out all the lumps in his pudding, tossing the wrappers Donghyuck had “accidentally” forgotten to throw away. Now he was in bed - not his bed - huffing and puffing, laying with a man he had only thought to be his friend a few hours ago. Their relationship was now a lot more complex than Taeyong ever would have expected - he Never would have expected to be shacked up with Johnny Seo - and here’s how it happened.
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Taeyong wasn’t surprised that Doyoung was the first one over. Doyoung was always the first one to arrive at game night. Doyoung was a blessing in disguise, Taeyong sincerely enjoyed the other man’s presence even if they weren’t the closest of friends. Taeyong had met Doyoung through Jaehyun, the two being friends since diapers, Taeyong was the first one of Jaehyun’s friends to interrogate Doyoung - though Taeyong’s suspicious stares were easily returned with an expression just as cold - Doyoung was a tough cookie, but crumbled in the arms of Jaehyun, instantly becoming sweeter than Taeyong’s world famous pudding (his mother’s recipe, of course).
Doyoung was always so helpful and always came over early to help Taeyong, and thank god he did. Sometimes Taeyong’s apartment was spotless, but sometimes his roommate and cousin Mark ran through the place like a tornado - and it didn’t help that his boyfriend, Donghyuck, was equally as messy - one more thing the two had in common. Whenever they had a date night, Taeyong usually proclaimed the same night as game night, something he and his family did often growing up. It was a nice way to unwind and spend time with his family and those he loved - and eventually he went off to college and carried the tradition with him.
Game night at Taeyong’s came with rules, much like the games they played. Rule one: you have to bring a game with you - even if it doesn’t get played it helps open up their options. Rule two: no more than two drinks - sometimes it was nice to unwind with a beer, but Taeyong preferred to save those moments for clubbing and he definitely didn’t want to clean up someone’s puke if they went too far. And rule three, the one Taeyong regarded as the most important: bring a smile. Taeyong loved to see his friends happy - he wanted them to have as much of a good time visiting and hanging out as much as Taeyong loved being a host (which he loved very much).
As preparations continued, pizza rolls cooked and pudding settled, more guests began to trickle in. As per usual, Kun rolled in, arm in arm with Ten - the couple sporting a deck of Uno cards. Rumor has it that Ten ruined several friendships over games of Uno - obviously a force to be reckoned with. Ten was definitely the more competitive of the two, but oftentimes, Kun seemed to effortlessly win game night - maybe the fiery competition between Jaehyun and Ten pushed everyone to the top.
Following Kun and Ten, Jaehyun rolled in with a bottle of wine and a kiss for Doyoung’s cheek with a game of Life to boot - obviously Doyoung’s choice. When Taeyong asked Doyoung why he always brought Life, he explained that it was the most realistic, a logical game where you have to make logical, strategic, and serious choices. The next day, Jaehyun told Taeyong that the real reason Doyoung liked life so much was because he liked to see how many kids he could fill his car up with - growing up an only child, Doyoung wanted nothing but a big family - and most likely Jaehyun in the passenger seat, mini-Jaehyun’s in the back seats (yes, Doyoung had also expressed how he wanted to Jaehyun to use his sperm if they had kids - Doyoung said he couldn’t bare to pass his migraines on to his future children).
As the pizza rolls came out of the oven, in came Johnny, Jaehyun’s co-host on his radio show. The two met as college started and climbed up the ranks at the school’s radio station, their show from the prime hours of nine to eleven, dishing out all the news from around campus all the meanwhile playing soothing tunes to study to - their radio show was in big competition with lofi hip-hop beats station with the anime girl on Youtube - the campus was very split between the two for their favorite study music. Johnny greeted the group and took a seat at the island bar of Taeyong’s apartment.
Behind Johnny was a small living room - the kitchen bleeding into it, with the bar as the barrier. The apartment provided a couch and Taeyong’s dad had ever so graciously offered up his LazyBoy recliner when Taeyong first moved in. The two pieces of furniture sat around a coffee table, where game night normally took place, with most people opting to sit on the floor to get closer to the board. Behind the LazyBoy was a balcony that faced the parking lot of the apartment complex, a tall light opposite to his balcony in the parking lot.
As Kun and Ten hung out on the couch and Jaehyun and Doyoung stared hard at Taeyong’s gag gift of a calendar - an entire twelve months of their friend, Taeil, in a speedo in various places across campus, all taken using Johnny’s camera.
Taeyong entertained Johnny as he watched him manically prance around the kitchen. Johnny stared at him, his chin placed on his hand, as Taeyong once again tasted his pudding - it needed a little more sugar, his face coming to a grimace. Johnny laughed and Taeyong raised an eyebrow to him.
“You looked like you were thinking really hard,” Johnny explained.
“And what’s so funny about that, mister?” Taeyong said with a slight smirk, as he put on an oven mitt.
“Because you look cute,” Johnny said, his voice slick with something.... some emotion Taeyong couldn’t really figure out. It sounded joking, playful, friendly even. Taeyong wasn’t sure what to make of it and he wasn’t going to let Johnny get a reaction out of him - he quickly turned around to pull the pizza rolls out of the oven. He had turned around to shield his face, feeling the blush hit his cheeks - and it definitely wasn’t from sticking his face near the heat.
Taeyong opted not to respond but instead pulled out a large plate and started to spatula the rolls onto the plate. With another swift motion around the kitchen, he added more sugar to his pudding and gave it a good mix before throwing it back in the fridge to settle some more.
He flipped back around and placed the pizza rolls on the island near Johnny, announcing to his friends that dinner was served.
Like vultures to roadkill, Taeyong’s friends shamelessly descended on the pizza rolls, except for Ten, who claimed he wasn’t feeling very hungry, which was code for “I’m getting dicked down later tonight and I’m trying to keep it light on my stomach,” which only Taeyong would pick up on.
As the night rolled on, the group made their way through a full game of Life, with Kun somehow very passively winning, and Jaehyun and Ten feuding again over the simplest of things. They followed it up with a game of Uno, in which Ten was able to enact revenge on Jaehyun, who allegedly cheated at Life - using what logic, Taeyong was unsure.
Interrupting their game of Uno and late as per usual, Yuta stormed into the apartment, grabbing the leftover pizza rolls everyone had intentionally left for him. Yuta was great and lots of fun, but everyone knew that man was the worst at keeping track of time, which from time to time was his main personality trait. It was amazing that he even got to being steady with his boyfriend, Sicheng - apparently he was always 15 minutes early, whereas Yuta was anywhere between 15 and 30 minutes late, however, their relationship was thriving, which always confused everyone.
Always the life of the party, game night truly began with Yuta’s arrival. The games Yuta brought were always... questionable. One time he brought Monopoly - which was fine, but was My Little Pony themed. Why Yuta owned that and if he was a Brony or not was left unanswered - no one questioned it and no one brought it up again.
Tonight, the game Yuta brought was just as unhinged - scratch that - maybe even more unhinged than My Little Pony Monopoly. Sitting on the table in front of them was a pouch of three dice, each labeled with a category. Ten got a hold of them first and tried to hold back a laugh, but couldn’t help it.
“Yuta... Yuta... is this what I think it is?” Ten said between laughs.
“Yeah! It’s that Youtube challenge game right? Like the touch my body challenge?”
Ten burst out into laughter again and Doyoung put his hands in his face. Jaehyun and Johnny couldn’t seem to wipe the smirks off their face and Taeyong just stared at the dice.
“Kidding!!!! Of course I know what they are! They’re sex dice!”
Taeyong blinked. “Yuta, why on earth would you bring sex dice to game night?”
“It’s a game, is it not?” Yuta smirked, throwing his thumbs up, rotating his wrists.
Ten couldn’t stop laughing and Doyoung mumbled something about being too old for this, pouring himself a third glass of wine (Taeyong would allow it - his poor, poor Type A friend couldn’t take it).
Leaving the sex dice fiasco behind them, the group trudged their way through Jenga, then a very long game of Monopoly - which ended with Ten and Jaehyun running each other into bankruptcy, Doyoung spiraling over losing all his properties to Johnny and Yuta to stay in the game and a very close competition between Taeyong and Kun - in which Kun of course came out victorious.
With everyone either becoming riled up (Ten and Jaehyun) or getting ready to pass out from frustration (Doyoung), Taeyong called game night a success - and proceeded to begin to kick everyone out.
Jaehyun and Doyoung left first, Jaehyun eager to get Doyoung in bed before he got a migraine, empty bottle of wine in tow to recycle on the way home. They were shortly followed by Kun, Ten, and Yuta, who tended to uber home together because of the proximity of their apartment complexes.
With most of the party gone, that left just Johnny, which as per tradition, always ended up helping Taeyong clean up. After their first game night, Taeyong questioned why Johnny would stay after and help - it’s not his place after all. Johnny claimed that his mother always told him to help the host as much as possible - and with that Taeyong never questioned it again. Besides, having help got the apartment cleaner twice as fast - not that Taeyong’s friends were messy, but because dishes always went by quicker with a companion.
As Taeying began to wipe down the coffee table, he noticed something sitting near the leg of the table, a small tan sack, almost matching the color of the carpet. Taeyong picked it up, cocking an eyebrow to it, as Johnny peered over from the kitchen. The two shared a look. Johnny broke the silence first.
“Taeyong... is that what I think it is?”
Taeyong gulped. “Yeah... I think it is.”
Taeyong opened the tiny sack to reveal the dice from earlier - the sex dice Yuta had brought over.
Johnny laughed covering his face with both his hands. Taeyong couldn’t help, but smirk - it was such a ridiculous thing to bring to game night - what use Yuta originally had for them, Taeyong didn’t even want to think about.
“So, what are we going to do with them?” Johnny inquired.
Taeyong thought. And decided to crack a joke.
“Well I guess we could use them right?” he said through a laugh.
“Seriously?” Johnny asked, face suddenly becoming more serious than Taeyong had intended. The taller of the two raised an eyebrow and gave Taeyong a skeptical look.
Taeyong blushed and quickly tried to backtrack, quickly explaining to Johnny that it was a joke.
“Really though! It could be funny!” Johnny insisted, a little bit too eager for Taeyong’s liking.
Taeyong laughed, quickly thinking it over for a second. Johnny was definitely quite the catch and Taeyong would be lying if he hadn’t snuck a peak at Johnny every once in a while. Johnny was everything Taeyong wanted in a man - tall, built, a nice personality and a sense of humor to boot - the same that would propose to use their friend’s abandoned sex dice. Not to mention the sexual tension that was already humming through the room… maybe that fueled their friendship more than Taeyong realized.
Taeyong raised an eyebrow at Johnny, returning Johnny’s serious look with an inquisitive one. The two shared a gaze - the same kind two friends shared before jumping off the couch and going to get fast food, the same kind two pranksters gave each other after scheming and rolling their plan into action - they were both oddly on board, an unspoken mutual agreement - but Taeyong wanted to tread lightly.
While Johnny was a catch, he didn’t want to lead him on. He wasn’t sure he was in the right place for a relationship, he wasn’t even sure what he wanted - other than the occasional hook up, Taeyong was a bit romantically lost. Hell, Taeyong's life was consumed by Loona music videos and biology homework! Men were a whole other battle!
“Come on, Taeyong! We can just roll it once! What’s the worst it could say!” Johnny didn’t sound like he was pleading, but Taeyong could pick up on slightest bit of desperation... and who was Taeyong to deny him?
Mixed feelings aside, Taeyong handed the dice over to Johnny and allowed the taller man to take his hand as he was pulled over to the island bar. The two took a seat and Johnny unpacked the three dice from the sack.
It seemed as thought three of the dice were of different categories - body parts, places, and actions.
“Do you want to do the honors, Taeyong?”
Taeyong gulped. He was still a little bit unsure about this all, but one thing that was comforting about it all is that he knew how much of a good guy Johnny was. He knew Johnny wouldn’t force him to do anything he didn’t want to - and maybe they could just have a fun laugh after the fact! It would definitely become an inside joke between the two.
“Sure... let’s do this.”
Taeyong picked up the three dice and gave them a good shake, releasing them on the bar, the scattering noise filling the almost empty apartment. One of the dice almost flew over the edge of the island, what it said a mystery, as Taeyong stared down at the three dice in front of him.
The dice closest to the couple was the place dice, rolled rather coincidentally on kitchen. The other dice read kiss... something that filled Taeyong’s stomach with butterflies. A kiss? On the first roll? Taeyong felt cursed. Well, what else should he have expected given the fact that they were sex dice.
The pair shared a glance and they both hopped up out of their stools and around the island to the final dice, the body part dice, which read neck. Taeyong shivered. His neck happened to be one of the most sensitive places on his body, probably number five overall. He glanced over to Johnny, who was still staring down at the dice.
Johnny looked down to Taeyong and raised an eyebrow, almost asking for an invitation for Taeyong to kiss him. Taeyong gulped, nervous about if he really wanted to do this or not... maybe it was the wine talking from earlier (Taeyong was lying to himself that wine had totally worn off halfway through Monopoly) or maybe all the butterflies in his stomach was a good sign, not a warning sign, Taeyong decided as he brought his lips closer and closer to Johnny’s neck, puckering his lips as an extra touch.
What happened next Taeyong never would’ve expected. As Taeyong held Johnny’s shoulders and planted his kiss, Johnny made a low growl, one that made Taeyong flinch and jump back.
“I’m sorry! Sorry! Did I do something wrong?” Taeyong inquired, unable to hide his blush from Johnny.
Johnny, raising his eyebrow placed his hands on Taeyong’s barley present love handles and looked into Taeyong’s eyes, Taeyong reading his emotions - it wasn’t fear or embarrassment - it was something a little darker, a lot closer to lust, but beyond that was something that confused Taeyong even more - nervousness.
Johnny blinked, the serious expression wiping off his face, revealing the more carefree and caring Johnny that Taeyong had always known.
“No, no! Everything is okay. I just think that was a very nice kiss on the neck. I- I guess I should explain myself.”
Taeyong raised an eyebrow and bit his bottom lip.
“I guess. Phew okay, here we go. Taeyong Lee, ever since I set eyes on you, I haven’t been able to get you out of my head and that simple kiss on my neck was better than I ever could have imagined. I’ve been trying to build up my confidence to confess to you - that’s why I always help you clean up after game night.”
“Johnny, I-“
“And wait before you reject me - or maybe not - my mom really did teach me to help the host of party’s out - it’s how she raised me, I swear I wasn't lying about that.”
“Johnny.” Taeyong laughed. “Johnny! You confess to me and then the first thing you have to say after that is your mom taught you to have good manners?”
This was indeed a whirlwind of emotions that Taeyong did not expect to come from game night. Johnny actually being interested in him changed the whole scape of the stupid sex dice game. Johnny was cute, but Johnny also liked Taeyong? Maybe those sex dice were the best thing that ever could’ve happened.
“I. yes. My mom taught me to have good manners. So that’s why I’m sorry if I caused you any trouble here tonight. I- I think I’ll just see myself out.”
Before Johnny could even turn around, Taeyong reached out and grabbed Johnny’s face and pulled him into a kiss.
Johnny’s lips were soft and inviting and Taeyong couldn’t get enough, even as Johnny slipped his tongue between Taeyong’s lips and began to explore. The two kissed, panting, not pulling away and taking breaths between kisses, Johnny’s hands gripping Taeyong’s hips, Taeyong’s resting on Johnny’s chest painting circles into his pecs.
When the two finally separated, they shared a long gaze. Johnny broke the silence first.
“So... I’m guessing you like me back?”
“I think you’re cute, Johnny. And I would like to see where this goes... I’m a little uncertain about what I want though. A relationship is ideal, but I’m scared.”
“That’s okay, Taeyong. We can take it step by step. And that first step for me will be returning a favor.”
“What favor? Ah-“
Taeyong couldn’t even begin to question Johnny, as his legs turned to jelly, the contact of Johnny’s lips on Taeyong’s neck making him insanely dizzy with want. Johnny’s soft lips mouthing at Taeyong’s neck, the shorter feeling ecstasy, unable to move, paralyzed but melting into Johnny’s embrace, only to snap out of his trance from a nipping at his neck from Johnny. He would definitely leave a mark - but Taeyong figured that was a problem for the morning - or whenever or wherever the night took Taeyong.
The two shared a long gaze again. And then a laugh. Whatever their fate was - they knew it was bound to be a fun one with all the laughing they’d already shared from just kissing.
“So... Taeyong. Crazy thought? Wanna hear it?”
“I doubt you could surprise me Johnny. It’s the dice isn’t it?”
This time Johnny blushed - payback for all the blushing Taeyong had done tonight.
“Yeah... the dice. Do you want to see where they take us?”
“Why not?”
And with that, Johnny grabbed the dice from the counter, sharing a look with Taeyong, as he blew on the dice - for luck - whatever that meant for Johnny, Taeyong was unsure.
The dice clattered on the island once again.
Thigh. Rub. Couch.
Another very simple combination for such a raunchy game, but the couple complied, Taeyong flopping down on the couch as Johnny pushed the coffee table away, getting on his knees, as Taeyong sat, legs clenched scarily tight.
Taeyong was worried about showing his slowly growing erection. It’s not that Taeyong was ashamed of it, but he didn’t want to show Johnny how turned on he already was - they were just warming up and he could barely help it.
Johnny’s hands were big - especially on Taeyong’s thighs. Johnny’s massage felt amazing - the best Taeyong has ever had. Johnny squeezing every few centimeters of Taeyong’s thigh, starting with his left leg, beginning at the knee and slowly kneading his way up. When Johnny came closer and closer to Taeyong’s dick, he gasped a little, his legs opening a little bit wider, his erection growing toward his right leg.
Then, Johnny began on Taeyong’s right leg, slowly working his way up again, Taeyong anticipating him hitting his erection at any moment.
“Oh?” Johnny said, faking the shock in his voice. The sarcastic bastard, Taeyong thought.
“Is this part of your thigh, Taeyong? Can I touch it more?”
Taeyong gave a muttered yes through their teeth.
“What was that Taeyong?” Johnny teased. “I can’t do anything if I can’t hear you, babe.”
“Yes, Johnny. Please touch me there, please.” Taeyong whined.
Johnny immediately complied, stroking his hand up and down Taeyong’s length. Working on his dick with his right hand, and death gripping Taeyong’s upper left thigh, near his ass, Johnny was making quick work at unraveling Taeyong. His dick throbbed under Johnny’s touch and his left thigh strained, anticipating a bruise he may not be able to see, the grip on the back of his leg.
“Taeyong.” Johnny looked up into Taeyong’s eyes. “Do you think I can get a closer look?” Johnny asked while pawing at Taeyong’s pants button.
“Please.” Taeyong gasped, Johnny making quick work of his button and zipper, and pulling his pants all the way down to his ankles.
Now the only thing lying between Johnny’s hands and Taeyong’s dick was the very thin fabric of Taeyong’s underwear - sports briefs, the cut very similar to that of a speedo - and it hot pink to boot. Taeyong hadn’t even intended on wearing underwear like this. After all, tomorrow was laundry day and the only reason Taeyong had worn them was to ride him over until tomorrow.
Johnny continued stroking him, Taeyong just melting into the couch under the other’s touch. Johnny fingered at the band of his underwear and with a nod from him, he proceeded to make quick work of his underwear as well.
Taeyong’s dick, head a tad wet with precum, was exposed to the world and to Johnny, his big hand the perfect size. Taeyong was of average length - nothing he was ashamed of, but the fact that his dick was the perfect size for Johnny’s hand, just made this coincidence seem even more like fate. Maybe Johnny was the one. If the ring fits, wear it or rather, if the dick fits then cuff him... something like that Taeyong thought.
Johnny did more than simply stroke Taeyong though. With his permission, Johnny licked the base of Taeyong’s dick, just before licking a stripe up, running a deep shiver through Taeyong’s body. Holding the base of Taeyong’s dick, Johnny then took him to the base, followed by a small gagging noise.
Taeyong felt his soul leave his body, his dick in Johnny’s throat, Johnny’s tongue wreaking havoc on his dick, the slurping noises the only thing Taeyong could hear over the quick and heavy beating of his heart. It couldn’t get any better than this, when suddenly Johnny suctioned his cheeks and popped off Taeyong’s dick and stood up.
Confused, Taeyong stood up, almost tripping because of his pants and looked over to see Johnny grabbing the dice. The taller walked back over to the couch, grabbed Taeyong’s hand and placed the cold dice in his hand.
“Your turn!” Johnny said smiling, his smile maniacal, almost evil, knowing he had left Taeyong hanging like that.
Taeyong took a seat on the couch and pulled the coffee table closer and gave the dice a roll as Johnny stood over him and watched.
Armpit. Sniff. Elevator.
Taeyong groaned.
Elevator? How the hell was he going to make that happen? His apartment complex didn’t have an elevator, it was only two stories.
Johnny simply laughed at the roll, until he realized the same thing that Taeyong had.
“We could go to my apartment?” Johnny suggested.
Taeyong raised an eyebrow. Johnny raised one back.
With a swift motion, Taeyong stood up and pulled his pants up, fixing them and walking over to his room and grabbed his keys. He shook them and smiled at Johnny and he re-entered the living room, Johnny slipping the pouch of dice in his pocket.
Giddy as could be the pair rushed out the front door, Taeyong flipping the light switch off at the door.
~
The drive over to Johnny’s had been a sobering one. Taeyong has begun to realize what exactly he was getting himself into and he was kind of living for the adrenaline rush of it all. He was about to be pretty reckless - in a public elevator. He could only sit and wonder what would come of it all. Johnny stayed pretty silent, focusing on driving, rubbing small circles into Taeyong’s thigh.
As the two arrived at Johnny’s apartment complex, he quickly pulled into the first space he saw and the couple walked quickly toward the building hand in hand.
Arriving in the lobby of the building, not a soul was around. While they waited for the elevator, Taeyong began to wonder about the logistics of it all. How was he supposed to... sniff Johnny’s pits in an elevator. The mere thought seemed so absurd. What was Taeyong doing?
Taeyong was pulled from his thoughts as the elevator dinged and the doors opened. The couple entered the elevator and Taeyong just blinked as Johnny immediately took his shirt off, shoving it into his pants.
Gagged, gouped, and gawked, Taeyong stared at Johnny, his abs perfect, despite eating half the pizza rolls, his biceps looking even bigger out of his shirt as he brought his arms behind his head, exposing his armpits, the dark hair trailing slightly down his arm.
“Taeyong, you should really close your mouth, you could catch flies.” Johnny teased, as the elevators closed.
He remained in awe as Johnny proceeded to press the button for each floor - all 9 buttons lit up and the elevator began to move. When they reached the second floor, Taeyong had finally snapped out of it and approached Johnny, the couple exposed to any poor soul on the second floor who dared walk by. Luckily, it was already pretty late so not a soul seemed to be around.
Taeyong got close to Johnny and finally locked eyes with him after his moment of shock. Johnny stared back at him a grin on his face and in his eyes.
Carefully, Johnny pulled Taeyong in with his left hand, keeping his right arm behind his head, still exposing his armpit. Taeyong had never done anything like this before. Granted there was a lot Taeyong had never done before - but a lot he wanted to try. So he might as well get it out of the way while he was in the mood.
As the doors opened to the third floor, Taeyong’s face was deep in Johnny’s armpit, the mixture of Johnny’s deodorant and musk overloading his senses, Johnny’s hand, that had made a home in Taeyong’s back pocket, burning into him.
Taeyong sniffed and eventually let all his inhibitions go - mouthing at Johnny’s armpit, the hard muscle right above his head, the hair tickling at his lips, his grip tight on Johnny’s left shoulder, as he inhaled him.
Taeyong became disoriented around the seventh floor, when Johnny pushed him out of the elevator and softly backed him against the wall of the hallway, kissing him passionately, his arms on either side of Taeyong’s head, his head bent down as he inhaled Taeyong’s face.
Johnny mumbled something about his apartment and he grabbed Taeyong’s hand and whisked him away to apartment 704, which was conveniently right around the corner from the elevator.
Once inside, Johnny flipped Taeyong back onto the inside of the door and continued kissing him, barely allowing any room for either of them to breath, Taeyong’s hands sliding up and down Johnny’s back, Johnny’s left hand on Taeyong’s hip, his right around propped up on the door as he leaned over Taeyong.
Things progressed quickly and before Taeyong knew it, he was straddling Johnny on his bed, his shirt gone, it’s new home, the floor, his pants long gone and somewhere in the living room of Johnny’s apartment.
As he straddled Johnny, he sprawled his body out across Johnny’s chest as the two shared more kisses. Underneath him, he could feel Johnny grow harder, the firm length up against Taeyong’s.
Johnny’s hands continued to run over Taeyong’s back and made their way down to his ass, his fingers spreading out across the entirety of each ass cheek, Taeyong feeling almost like he was being ripped open as Johnny squished and gyrated each cheek, leaving Taeyong moaning and melting in his arms.
A cold finger probed over his hole, causing him to whine even more. Followed by a pause, Johnny’s hands removed themself from Taeyong’s body as Johnny pushed Taeyong up into a sitting position on his lap, the taller’s torso coming up to meet his as he ran one hand back to Taeyong’s ass and the other into the nightstand next to his bed, procuring a strip of condoms and a small bottle of lube.
Johnny aggressively ripped a condom off the strip with his teeth, sending shivers down Taeyong’s spine and toward his hole, already clenching and on high alert from all the unexpected stimulation it had received tonight.
Taeyong’s body was on high alert, adrenaline pumping, as Johnny squeezed some lube out onto his fingers.
“Taeyong.”
“Johnny?”
“Is this okay if we do this?”
“What do you mean Johnny?”
“Taeyong. Is it okay if I fuck the lights out of you?”
“Johnny. I sniffed your pits in an elevator. What do you think?”
Johnny furrowed his eyebrows. “Does that mean yes?”
Taeyong chortled. “Of course it does!”
“Then let’s not waste any more time.” Johnny said as he slipped his hand into Taeyong’s underwear and began massaging his hole.
Taeyong moaned, the stimulation igniting a fire in his stomach.
After a few minutes, Johnny had begun to make quick work, one finger slipping in easily, Taeyong melting like ice cream on a summer day, as Johnny kissed his neck, leaving more marks anywhere he could desperate for more and more of Taeyong.
Taeyong could barley keep up with everything coming at him - the kisses on his neck, the sting of the fingers penetrating him, the rock hard length beneath him, which was in fact a lot longer and girthier than he had expected.
“Let’s take these off, okay?” Johnny teased at the waistband of Taeyong’s underwear. Taeyong awkwardly stood up on Johnny’s bed, removing his underwear pretty clumsily, as Johnny made quick work to remove his as well.
After that impossible act, Taeyong settled back down on Johnny, who had scooted back so his back met the headboard. Very aware of Johnny’s rather large cock, Taeyong rocked his hips a little bit, the cock under him twitching at the pressure put atop it.
Johnny once again, lips on his neck, two fingers scissoring him, absorbed as much of Taeyong as he could. Taeyong gasping, moaning, every part of his body felt like he was going to explode, the pure ecstasy of the situation sending his mind into overdrive - to the point where he couldn’t even think straight all he could think was Johnny, Johnny, Johnny - fuck he wasn’t thinking it, he was saying it moaning it, gasping it as Johnny introduced a third finger, almost screaming his name like his well-being depended on it as Johnny licked a stripe across his nipple, the over-stimulation continually pushing Taeyong to a breaking point and - release.
With a whimper, Taeyong came, spilling out onto Johnny’s lower abdomen. Taeyong rested his head on the headboard behind Johnny’s head, his nose meeting Johnny’s shoulder, panting, his mind racing, his heart whirling, as Johnny rubbed big circles into his back, whispering sweet praises into his ear about how good Taeyong had done, how strong he was, how sexy he was when he melted into his every touch. Taeyong was absolutely blown away, completely unraveled by Johnny, beyond tired.
Johnny helped Taeyong sit up in his lap, pulling him out of his slump and brushing the hair that once hung over his eyes. Johnny pressed a kiss into Taeyong’s forehead and Taeyong looked to Johnny with shining eyes.
The two shared a kiss and an unspoken understanding as Taeyong flipped down next to Johnny’s side, which was quickly replaced by nothing, as Johnny slipped into the other room.
Taeyong’s mind was racing. What the fuck had just happened? Johnny has just fucked him with his fingers and made him cum. All of this? Started over some sex dice? The stupid game Yuta brought to their party? Taeyong really truly couldn’t believe it.
Even when Johnny has cleaned up with a towel and even when he had drunk all the water Johnny gave and even while Taeyong laid next to Johnny - he truly couldn’t believe he had ended up here. Next to his sorta-friend-now-maybe-more-than-a-friend. This definitely was going to make for an interesting morning, Taeyong thought as he drifted to sleep, Johnny’s big, warm arms enveloping him, as his breathing slowed and his vision grew darker.
~~ one week later ~~
Just like clockwork, Doyoung had arrived at Taeyong’s door half an hour before their weekly game night, ready to help tidy the place up. Just like last week Mark had left the living room a mess, a mess that Taeyong and Doyoung once again cleaned.
Just the same as the prior week, in came Kun and Ten, followed by Jaehyun and Johnny, the taller of the two dragging a hand across the back of Taeyong’s back and Taeyong continued to mix his pudding - an unspoken sign of affection.
Since last week, Taeyong and Johnny had seen each other a lot more than usual. Sometimes it was to talk, sometimes it was to fuck, but more often than not, they meant to talk, but then ended up fucking.
The couple had come to a conclusion on several things: 1) they were both very much into each other, which was a very good thing because 2) they were very physically into each other - and to say they hadn’t played with the dice more would be a lie - it was a genius invention. 3) Taeyong really wanted to take things slow - he needed time - he was afraid of a relationship, but he knew he wanted to be with Johnny, who was more than willing to wait for as long as Taeyong needed, which brought them to 4) they would keep their relationship a secret from their friends until they were ready to talk about it, which meant game nights had to stay the same as they always were - Doyoung coming early to help, Jaehyun and Johnny rolling in at the same time, to not cause suspicion.
Just like the previous week, halfway through one of their games, they were graced with Yuta’s presence late as always, dealing himself a hand of cards for their game of Apples to Apples.
Game night went as it usually did, Jaehyun and Ten bickering over every little thing, Kun modestly destroying everyone in every game, except there was one thing that really just threw everyone, well not everyone, but just Taeyong and Johnny.
Yuta, who normally had something to say about everything had been a little bit quieter that evening and finally broke his kind-of-silence before everyone left.
“So... has anyone seen my sex dice?”
Johnny and Taeyong shared a gulp.