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Heeseung had been waiting: hours and hours of sitting, standing, and waddling around in the bar, chugging drinks with fancy, colorful names. He had been waiting for a friend he met online—Sim Jaeyun, but a few minutes after ordering his drink, Jake texted him that he won’t be able to come. Not wanting to waste the pretty long trip and the series of subways he had to ride on every stop, he decided to stay, and make the most out of his visit to the unfamiliar city he was invited to.
Heeseung was bored out of his mind, lazily pushing and twisting the transparent stir stick that circled around the glass with his finger. “Want another drink sir?” He heard the bartender say, and shook his head no. Suddenly, at the corner of his eye, he saw someone occupy the seat beside him.
“Hey pretty, can I sit here?” Heeseung looked at his side to see a black haired man, wearing slacks, a white shirt and an open black button up, his eyebrow piercing shining when hit by the lights in the bar. Heeseung eventually nodded after a while of unconsciously eyeing the guy beside him, who sat down on the high stool he was touching a while ago.
“You alone?” The guy beside him said, muttering a drink order to a bartender that seemed to know him. He must be a regular . “Yeah, you?” Heeseung said, bringing back his fingers on the stir stick in the half empty sweet cocktail he ordered. “Mhm, I’ve never seen him leave alone though.” The bartender said, chuckling while wiping a shaker. The black haired guy rolled his eyes and faced Heeseung.
“Sunoo, by the way.” Sunoo offered his hand to Heeseung, his eyes smiling along with his lips. “Heeseung” he offered a hand back, along with a small smile. He couldn’t afford to look intimidating, after the long ass trip he made, of course he was looking forward to checking in a hotel or, better option, get laid, oversleep, wake up and leave.
“You seem new, what brings you here, Heeseung?” Sunoo asked, taking small, delicate sips off his pink-red cocktail that even had a cherry stuck on a metal toothpick. “Well, I was here for some kind of a meet-up, had to take multiple rides and now I-“
“You got stood up.” Sunoo cut him off, and Heeseung nodded with his lips pursed. “Pretty much, yeah, I guess so.” He didn’t really feel mad at Jake, it’s been so long since he actually went outside to spend personal time, he actually felt a little thankful.
“How does it feel?” Sunoo asked, and Heeseung looked at him with an eyebrow raised. What a weird question. “A little embarrassing I guess, and uh well… I don’t know, I just don’t feel like going home yet.” He shrugged, answering the little random questions Sunoo was asking—the speed of his wifi, the color of the train he rode, if he believed in mermaids, and if he pronounced Z as ‘zee’ or ‘zed’. It was almost ridiculous, a pointless, odd conversation.
“Not to be rude Sunoo-ssi, but this is a waste of time, we could’ve been making out on a sofa right now.” Heeseung said, tracing letters and making his fingers run on the table. “Not into small talk huh? That’s great, let’s go out Heeseung-ssi” Sunoo dragged Heeseung by the hand and waved goodbye to the bartender stationed at the bar.
He led him to an empty, dark sidewalk where the silent booming of the music inside the bar could be vaguely heard. It was only about 6pm but the streets were busy, and the lights of the city just turned on, the dancing lights of cars and street signs illuminating on both of their faces, the sun was still peaking out and the skies were tinted gray.
Heeseung doesn’t know this man, except for his name—that he isn’t even sure if it’s real. He didn’t run a background check, peek at his socials, nothing. Sunoo is a stranger, and so is Heeseung to Sunoo.
But somehow, Heeseung found it comforting, being able to be with someone and not worry about what they’d think because the chances of meeting them again is nearly impossible, he wouldn’t have to act all nice because he knew that neither of them would actually care.
“Want one?” Sunoo asked, pointing at the cigarette between his lips. Heeseung nodded, “sure.” Sunoo took out the lit cigarette from his mouth and gave it to Heeseung, getting a new one from the box and put it between his lips to replace the one he gave away. “Smoking isn’t good for you, Heeseung-ssi.” Sunoo said, shaking his head, a pout displayed on his face. “But you smoke?” Sunoo puffed some smoke on Heeseung’s face before answering, “I didn’t say it was good for me.”
Heeseung thinks, is this his sense of humor or is he dead serious? Is Sunoo a little fucked in in the head? Is it the nicotine? Maybe he has something else laced in his cigarettes? I probably should stop smoking if I’ll end up like this.
“Oookay…so, what do we do now?” Heeseung said, and Sunoo let out a little chuckle. “It’s still early, let’s go on an adventure!” Sunoo’s eyes brightened as if they were shining, and clung onto Heeseung’s arm, throwing the short stick of cigarette from his mouth somewhere on the sidewalk.
What the fuck have you roped yourself into Lee Heeseung.
“W-wait! I don’t have a ride though!” Heeseung said, holding his feet stable on the ground to stop Sunoo from pulling him. “I brought my car, Heeseung-ssi!” Sunoo continued to skip to his car while Heeseung followed. Sunoo hopped in the car and waited for Heeseung to hop in as well. “Let’s go to my music store.”
Well, I guess I lost my chance to run away now
They drove away, with windows rolled down and smoke escaping from Sunoo’s lips. He asked Heeseung to look for a station with good music and Heeseung started to loosen up, jamming along with Sunoo who was yelling the lyrics of a Britney Spears song playing on the radio while dangerously banging his head.
After a few hours, they finally reached a small street with shops with barely any space between each two story building. The street was lit up with colorful lights from signages. Sunoo parked the car in front of a small music shop, completely blocking the shop.
“Sunghoon hyung!” Sunoo waved at the guy sitting behind the counter. “Oh my god! You’re finally back from whoring around. I’m really not getting paid enough here, what more for overtime?! I’ll file a law… oh, you brought a friend?” Sunghoon trailed off, shocked from seeing Sunoo bring back someone to the store, not to mention, a good looking one at that. Heeseung stood out with his bright red hair, illuminating the fairly lit room.
“I brought you here since you look like someone who fancies music, Heeseung-ssi..... and I guess I’m right! Your eyes seem to be making out with the guitar hanging on the wall.” Heeseung snapped his head back at Sunoo’s direction “how thoughtful, Sunoo-ssi, can I? Get? Borrow one?” Sunoo nodded “of course! Do what you want, as long as you pay for the damages, if ever. I mean, we’re not even getting good sales, you know, uh, just- do what you want.”
Heeseung started to walk around the shop, eyes wide and sparkling at the line of open vinyls that he could play on the turntable.
“He’s cute isn’t he?” Sunoo said to Sunghoon, leaning on the counter with a proud smile on his face. “Yeah, he’s got uhh, good hair.” Sunghoon said, eyeing Heeseung from head to toe.
“Excuse me? It looks nice on him.”
“Yeah, that’s exactly what I said.” Sunghoon rolled his eyes, drinking another sip of the coffee on the counter. “How old is he anyway?”
“I don’t know, I met him in the bar though.”
“Bar? The one where Yeonjun hyung works?”
“Yeah, so I’m pretty sure he’s not a minor.” Sunoo learned not to pick up random dudes from random places where not only adults could go to—he learned his lesson when he brought a Japanese dude to a hotel only to learn that the 6 foot tall dude was 16 and thought he was gonna take the highway to heaven, while Sunoo immediately thought that he’d take the highway to jail. Fortunately he managed to escape Ni-ki and left the boy to pay for the hotel.
“What if he’s old?”
“Well, he doesn’t look old.”
“Fair point, I guess… you seem to be fond of him though, you’ve never brought your ‘friends’ here, or like, anywhere near your living space.”
“I don’t know why, he just really caught my eye, he seems really nice.”
“Of course, how could he not catch your eye when he has horrendous bright red hair.”
“At least I’m gonna be pulling on that horrendous red hair later, unlike you that’s still in his blue balls era, say congrats hyung~” Sunoo said, before skipping back to Heeseung’s direction, where he was strumming the sticker decorated guitar he was eyeing since they got here.
“You’re good at fingering- I mean plucking! Heeseung-ssi.” Sunoo laughed nervously, taking a seat beside Heeseung, Heeseung laid his head on Sunoo’s shoulder, even with the neck ache he’s having because of their difference in height. “I’m pretty good at fingering too Sunoo-ssi.” Sunoo could hear the low chuckle Heeseung let out, he put down the guitar, and looked at Sunoo, his eyes still had the sparkle he got when he entered the store.
“I had fun,” Heeseung said, his eyes smiling, looking up at Sunoo. “That’s great! But we’re not done yet though.” Now that they had proper lighting, Heeseung could see the piercing dancing on Sunoo’s tongue. “Is that a tongue piercing?” Heeseung asked, Sunoo chuckled and answered, “Yeah!” He looked down on his shoulder, where Heeseung’s head was on, and opened his mouth, showing off his piercing.
“Looks great on you.” Heeseung looked at the piercing like a little child, he’s been thinking about getting one for a while now, but ever since he got the piercings he currently has, he fears that it’ll be another pain in the ass to maintain.
“Oh really? You wanna try?” Sunoo pushed up Heeseung’s face using his fingers on Heeseung’s chin, turning it so he faced him. “Try wha-“ Sunoo pulled Heeseung’s chin, lips pressed on the other’s, Sunoo licked Heeseung’s lips, the drag of his tongue making Heeseung whine, a smile spread on Sunoo’s lips. His tongue went deeper, and Heeseung could feel the unusually cold metal from Sunoo’s tongue in his warm mouth. At this point, Sunoo somehow found a way to sit on Heeseung’s lap, grinding and tugging at his hair.
“Hey, I know you guys are having fun and all, but please don’t make out in the shop.” Sunghoon interrupted, with his arms folded. Heeseung flushed red in embarrassment, while Sunoo looked at Sunghoon, not moving from Heeseung’s lap, as if it happens everyday. “Seriously?” Sunoo pouted, slumping on Heeseung’s chest. “Shall we go now Sunoo-ssi?”
“Yeah”
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Sunoo stopped the car on an empty street, the sky was dark, and the car’s lights were the only thing allowing them to see each other. “Shall we continue?” Heeseung nodded, Sunoo pulled the brakes and put the car on park, the radio silently playing.
Sunoo cautiously hopped on the shotgun seat, riding Heeseung’s lap, pushing the seat backwards so they could get more space. They continued making out, lips pressed, mouth opened, and heavy breaths exchanged between them. Sunoo found it cute that Heeseung liked to nip his lips whenever one of them pulled away a little. Sunoo traced Heeseung’s defined lips with his tongue, the metal bead occasionally clacking with Heeseung’s teeth.
When Heeseung finally decided to let go of Sunoo’s mouth, placing wet and open kisses on his skin till he reached his neck, that’s when Sunoo started to grind himself on Heeseung, earning a groan from the both of them. “ Hahhh doing so well, Hee baby.” Heeseung shuddered at the nickname, continuing to work on Sunoo’s neck while the other was grinding both their clothed crotches together.
“Aiyaa, you’re big.” Sunoo said, tracing the outline of Heeseung’s dick under his jogging pants. “Your legs are perfect baby.” From the hard cock, Sunoo’s hands trailed to Heeseung’s strong thighs, massaging and pressing at his lean thighs. “You say that as if your thighs aren’t perfect Sunoo-ssi, so sof- hnggk! Don’t grind too hard S-sunoo-ssi!” Sunoo chuckled, pulling Heeseung’s head back to his neck with a hand, asking him to continue pressing wet kisses.
“Look at me, pretty.” Heeseung looked up to Sunoo, waiting for him to do something. “I’m glad that dude ditched you, I can’t believe I got someone as pretty as you, Hee baby.” Sunoo pressed their lips together, making out again. Sunoo smiled at how vocal Heeseung was being, every grind followed by low moans and whines.
Sunoo stopped moving his lips when he felt Heeseung tug at his crumpled open button up, as if being asked to take it off. “Oh, I’m sorry, do you prefer being dressed Sunoo-ssi?”
“Didn’t I tell you, Heeseung-ssi? The night’s still long. ”
Sunoo hopped off Heeseung’s lap, carefully going back to the driver’s seat. “Let’s go get some tteokbokki!” They were both left disheveled and blue balled, especially Heeseung who got so riled up with the kiss in the music shop. Ahh what am I gonna do with this hard-on.
“It’ll go down soon Heeseung-ssi, don’t worry.” Sunoo said cheerfully, patting Heeseung’s hard dick under his jogging pants.
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“We’re here!” Heeseung could see a small stall with a few tables set up in front. Sunoo opened the car door for Heeseung and went out, walking to the stall while fixing his messy hair with his hands. “My treat Heeseung-ssi, choose whatever you want.” As they finished choosing what they wanted , they got their food and sat on a table.
Heeseung could still see a shining wet trail on Sunoo’s neck, along with a reddish mark he sucked on earlier. How could he go out like this?
“Stop staring at me Heeseung-ssi, you’re making me feel embarrassed.” Sunoo jokingly said, eating a mouthful of food. Heeseung chuckled and continued to eat.
“Is it always like this, Sunoo-ssi?”
“Hmm? What do you mean?”
“I mean you know, your hookups. Do you always bring them around before sleeping with them?”
“Oooo personal question.” Sunoo teased, Heeseung’s eyes widened and shook his head with panic, not wanting to invade Sunoo’s life with his questions.
“No! You don’t have to answer, I’m so sorry, I’m just really curious.” Sunoo laughed, finding a big man embarrassed and shaking his head politely—funny.
“It’s fine Heeseung-ssi. To answer your question, no, I don’t. I always bring em to the nearest hotel, fuck, and leave, sometimes I even claim the free breakfast.” Sunoo cheerfully said, leaving Heeseung to wonder why he was treated this way. All this, with a stranger, for free. His organs aren’t gonna be sold to the black market the next day right?
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Everything still feels surreal, from the late night tteokbokki, to aggressively making out in the hallway of Sunoo’s solo apartment.
The time during the car ride was used for their agreements with the kinks and shit they wanna do when they get to the apartment, consent to do things a little unusual from a usual hookup.
They both agreed to wash up first, they took turns showering. The freshly bathed Heeseung stood and walked around the apartment while wearing Sunoo’s extra bathrobe that he stole from a hotel.
Soon enough, Sunoo went out of the bathroom in silk pajamas, clinging to Heeseung immediately. “You smell good, baby.” Heeseung nodded and pecked Sunoo’s lips, resting his forehead on Sunoo’s afterwards. “You could’ve just worn your bathrobe or a towel Sunoo-ssi? You’ll end up naked anyway.”
“Undressing from full clothes is hotter though, don’t you think so?” Heeseung laughed at Sunoo’s answer and agreed, pressing his lips back on Sunoo’s, continuing the make-out session that they dragged out from the music shop, to the car, and finally, to the hallway.
They were both panting, kissing and biting breathlessly while Heeseung was removing Sunoo’s silk button up pajamas, the shirt he just wore being taken off all over again. “Fuck baby, ahk! so i-impatient.” All Heeseung could see was how the door was getting farther and farther away as he was backed up onto the bed by Sunoo. “I’ve been waiting Sunoo-ssi.”
The back of Heeseung’s knees bumped into the bed, and was pushed by Sunoo on his bare chest. Heeseung crawled backwards till his back hit the headboard, Sunoo made himself comfortable on Heeseung’s sturdy lap.
Sunoo’s fingers slowly traced from Heeseung’s neck, to his pecs, abs, and stopped once his fingers hit the hard cock throbbing under his bathrobe, and chuckled. “You’re so pretty, Hee baby.” Sunoo’s lips latched onto his nipples, placing open mouth kisses, the metal bead dancing around his nipples, making Heeseung’s back arch.
“ F-fuck daddy, feels so good- y-your a-ah!” Sunoo stopped, and Heeseung could feel Sunoo’s soft lips and hot breath on his ear. “ You like calling me daddy, baby?” Heeseung shuddered “As long as Sunoo-ssi likes it.” he whispered back. He felt Sunoo’s chuckle in his ear and gripped the soft sheets beside him. He felt so turned on, his first time calling someone daddy in this context, the way Sunoo’s hot breath was hitting his ear, the way his nipples got sucked, and the way Sunoo looked so pretty while pleasuring him all drove him crazy.
Sunoo latched back his mouth at Heeseung’s neck, seeing the veins that went visible when he rolled his head back, how could he resist? He nibbled
Sunoo continued to place wet trails with open mouthed kisses on Heeseung’s body till he reached the knot of the bathrobe still wrapped around Heeseung’s torso, covering his lower body. Sunoo untied the knot, revealing Heeseung’s boxers, he lifted up his hips, removed the open bathrobe and threw it somewhere across the room.
Sunoo licked a stripe on the covered cock, Heeseung writhing and moaning under him “ mmh, you’re shaking baby.” Sunoo proceeded to pull down the boxers, his cock almost hitting Sunoo’s face. “daddy, can you suck me off p-please?”
“Of course baby, how could I not?”
“ Fuck! Anghh” Sunoo put the dick in his mouth whole, bottoming out till the tip of his nose hit Heeseung’s hips. He pulled out immediately, a string of saliva and precum connecting his cock to Sunoo’s mouth. Sunoo wrapped his hand around it, shining wet with his spit. “What a pretty cock, you’d look so good with a prince albert.” Sunoo admired the dick twitching in his hand—big and pink—Heeseung looked like he trims as well.
“It’ll look something like this , baby.” Sunoo pressed the cold metal bead of his tongue on the wet slit of Heeseung’s dick. “ Aghh- shit daddy, should I get one? Just for you?” Heeseung said, the words coming out of his mouth breathily. “Just for me? But baby… if you get a prince albert on your pretty cock, I’d want to show it off to everyone!” Heeseung’s mind was cloudy, and his eyes were heavy. He would’ve made a decision to actually stand up and get his dick pierced if it wasn’t for Sunoo’s weight on his legs.
Every kiss Sunoo placed on Heeseung’s dick made his hips jolt, another whine escaping from his mouth, head thrown back, and his hands gripping the sheets tightly. “Da- anghh! -daddy stop teasing” Heeseung could feel the vibrations of Sunoo’s chuckle on his dick, since Sunoo’s pretty lips were wrapped around the head of his cock, refusing to move. Sunoo finally started to go down slowly, still trying to get used to his size.
He enjoyed the sight above him, Heeseung’s head thrown back, shaky breaths, quivering thighs, and his hand gripping his sheets that his knuckles turned white. He must be really pent up.
“Didn’t put your dick to use for a while now huh? What a waste.” Sunoo said, before licking stripes on Heeseung’s cock from the base to the tip, kissing the head with little pecks before going down again. “ A-ahh holy shit .”
Heeseung placed his hand on Sunoo’s head, which got slapped off immediately after. He pulled his head off once again from Heeseung’s cock “Behave baby, we don’t want your hands wandering around. Keep it on the sheets.” Heeseung let out a grunt and nodded, putting his hand back to clutch on the sheets.
Sunoo’s tinkering with Heeseung’s cock made it sensitive, every drag and rub, the feel of his wet, hot mouth made it so sensitive that his back arches along every move Sunoo did with his dick. The sight of Sunoo’s fluttering lashes, the way his black hair moves along every bob of his head, the sound of Sunoo choking on the dick that bulges on his throat, and the way he looks back up at him to see how Heeseung has his head thrown back, veins popping out, a blush spread on his cheeks, and his mouth hung open made him embarrassed and pleased at the same time.
*ring ring*
“eh? Someone’s calling you, baby… Sim Jaeyun? Isn’t that the guy who stood you up?” Heeseung’s phone rang on the bedside table. The phone flashed Jake’s profile, the blonde hair visible from where Heeseung was currently sitting. “He’s cute.” Sunoo said. He was still gripping Heeseung’s thighs, cock out of his mouth and neglected.
“Answer it, baby. It might be important.”
“No! It’s fine, it’s fi-“
“What a disobedient boy. I said, answer it.” Sunoo shifted to the side to reach the ringing phone, placing it on Heeseung’s stomach and going back in between his thighs.
Heeseung’s hand shakily picked up the phone, pressing the answer button. “H-hello?” Sunoo coyly smiled and put the phone on speaker. “Oh! Hey dude, really sorry about earlier. Should we reschedule?” Sunoo put back Heeseung’s dick in his mouth, taking everything back in whole. “Fu-hmng!” Heeseung slapped back a hand on his mouth, muffling the moans that suddenly erupted from his lips. Sunoo was smiling with his eyes while his lips were enveloped on his dick.
“Hee? You alright?” He nodded, forgetting that he couldn’t be seen by Jake to know his answer, he bit his lips hard, almost drawing blood. He tried, but he couldn’t take it—his mouth hung open, making a quiet moan escape from his pretty mouth—“ Are you getting laid?” Sunoo chuckled with his mouth wrapped around Heeseung’s dick, making him moan again. “ Heeseung?” Sunoo pulled out, Heeseung’s hip thrusting in the air while his dick twitched.
“Wanna join, cutie?” Jake let out a laugh on the other side of the line, while Heeseung had his head thrown back from Sunoo jerking him off. “Hmm, maybe next time.” Sunoo had a smile plastered on his face, enjoying how Heeseung’s face suddenly turned red from embarrassment ever since he picked up the phone. “Are you sure Jaeyun-ssi?” Heeseung thought that Sunoo was crazy for this, casually talking to someone he knows while licking and placing kisses on his dick—it’s like he’s not even there.
While they were talking, Sunoo could actually hear the quiet breaths Jake was taking, making Sunoo take in the cock in his hand more, emitting sinful sounds that made Jake jerk off behind the line. He’s not so discreet. Jake dragged out the conversation, obviously getting off on Heeseung’s grunts, whines—and Sunoo’s dick sucking 3000.
“It was nice talking to you Sunoo-ssi, I’ll leave you two be.” Sunoo hummed, with a tone of disappointment and waited for Jake to end the call and bid goodbye. “Eh? Why are you covering your mouth baby?” With all the edging Sunoo has done, Heeseung was dazed, his cock and fingers twitching. His cock was shining with spit and red from neglect, he’s been begging quietly ever since the call started. “Please wanna cum, daddy.” Tears fell from his eyes, and Sunoo thinks it’s the prettiest thing he’s ever seen.
“No one’s stopping you,” Sunoo said, right after removing his hands from Heeseung’s cock, leaving it twitching. Heeseung whined, his hands clutching the sheets harder as his hips stutter in the air. “Help me h ngg plea-ase!” Sunoo left a small peck on the head before taking it all in again, his nose hitting Heeseung’s hips as his fingers dug on Heeseung’s thighs, trying not to choke on the length he swallowed. “ Fu-hmmng coming! Augh shit.”
Heeseung’s hands finally went to grab on Sunoo’s hair, making the boy moan around the cock in his mouth. He came, the liquid spurting in the other’s mouth, some of it spilling out of his mouth. Sunoo sat back down on Heeseung’s lap and gripped his cheeks, forcing them open, and spat out the cum to Heeseung’s mouth. “Swallow, Hee baby.” He groaned, rolling his eyes to the back of his head while swallowing the spit that forcefully dripped to his mouth.
“It’s my turn to feel good now, baby.” Heeseung nodded, humming a ‘mhm’ to the man on top of him. Sunoo shifted, and turned around, his ass facing Heeseung. He pulled down his silk pajamas completely, sitting down comfortably on Heeseung’s lap and lubed up his own fingers, inserting a finger in his ass. “ Oh fuck” Sunoo’s finger thrusted in his own hole repeatedly, grunting as his fingers won’t reach his prostate, feeling dissatisfied. “Baby, can you help daddy? Need to prep for your big cock.” Heeseung’s breath was shaking from the sight in front of him, it made him hesitate—Sunoo’s hole retracted back to how it was everytime his finger thrusted out, he thought that the man in front of him would break if he touched him. “Y-yes daddy.”
“Good boy.”
Heeseung fixed his position, bending over to lick the puckered hole in front of him. Sunoo’s legs shaked, feeling the hot breath and muscle from Heeseung’s mouth, expecting fingers but got a tongue fucking him instead. “ Shit! A-ahh.” Heeseung hummed at the sounds Sunoo was letting out of his mouth, his hands spreading his cheeks. Back arched, eyebrows scrunched, dick leaking, and his ass fucking back onto Heeseung’s mouth and fingers that were alternating inside him. His face dug on the soft sheets, biting what he could as the pleasure overwhelmed him.
“Daddy’s still so tight with three of my fingers inside him.” Heeseung muttered, before continuing to rim Sunoo’s ass, giving out as much as he received from the blowing he got earlier. Three fingers were enveloped inside the warm hole he was fucking into, every time he pushes out, he could see it molding back into shape, it left him wondering how it’d feel when it’s wrapped around him.
“I- ahh, think tha-at’s enough.” Sunoo said, stuttering on his own words while pushing back Heeseung’s head and hands in an attempt to make him stop. “Baby, en-n ough.” Heeseung just hummed in reply, digging his tongue deeper into Sunoo, not budging from his position even with the hands clawing at him, pushing his head away. Sunoo was noisy, moaning loudly from oversensitivity as if he wasn’t the one edging and overstimming Heeseung earlier.
“S-stop! M’ cum- cumming.” He worked on Sunoo’s ass harder, desperately trying to milk the man withering in front of him. “Cum, please, cum.” His hands touched Sunoo’s dick, stroking to make him cum faster despite him not wanting to. A few moments later though, he couldn’t take it anymore—his cock twitching as it spurts out liquid on the sheets.
It’ll be another headache to clean .
The panting Heeseung could hear was loud, he laid back down on the bed like how he got blowed earlier while caressing and tracing lines on Sunoo’s soft skin. His legs were still shaking, trying hard to keep his hips up while his chest was completely melting on the bed.
After a few moments of panting, twitching—and Heeseung groping the ass in front of him, Sunoo sat back up, his soft dick accidentally rubbing on Heeseung. He sat back down, straddling Heeseung while his right arm was used to lean on Heeseung’s chest. He leaned forward to place kisses on Heeseung’s skin that seemingly glistened in the light, a thin layer of sweat covering the both of them. “Did so well, baby.” Sunoo whispered, Heeseung let out a short whine, appreciating all the praise he’s gotten.
“Mmm, really?” Heeseung said, a smile displayed on his face while tracing the butterfly tattoo that was drawn elegantly on his lower stomach with his finger, right above the side of his v line. He hadn’t noticed the tattoo before,but after cooling down for a bit, the first reaction his body made was to trace every little detail his eyes could see. “Yeah, really. Made daddy feel so good.” Little grunts could be heard after Sunoo rubbed their dick together, humping slowly for friction.
Sunoo got the box of cigarettes on the bed side table, put a stick between his lips and lit it up, never stopping from slowly grinding down their crotches together. “Wanna smo- hmng- smoke?” Heeseung nodded, and answered yes with a hum, his hands settling on rubbing circles on his hips. Sunoo gripped Heeseung’s chin hard, forcing his mouth open. He blew the smoke he inhaled into Heeseung’s mouth, the smoke making an itch in his throat. “Inhale.” Sunoo sternly said, making Heeseung breathe heavier than how he was earlier, groaning at the control he was losing. The smoke scratched his throat, almost making him cough. His breath shaking from the adrenaline he was getting wasn’t helping.
“Want more, daddy.” Sunoo chuckled, completely aware that Heeseung was playing along with this whole daddy, baby thing. Heeseung told him that he was used to being the one doing all the work, the whole daddy thing started as a joke, but it’s a one time thing—call signs and nicknames rolled off of both of their tongues carelessly, not being afraid of trying something new. Sunoo knew that he wouldn’t see the other again, so he’ll make the most of the day as much as he can.
“Hmm? More? You’ll have to pay for my pack at this point, baby. I’m running out of sticks.” He said, after blowing smoke into the other’s throat again, pressing a suffocating kiss that sent Heeseung into a coughing fit. Heeseung’s legs felt like jelly, fighting the urge to kick his feet to keep his legs from melting.
“But I’m broke, aren’t you supposed to spoil me, daddy?” Heeseung’s deep chuckle sent shivers down Sunoo’s spine. Looking at the playful smirk made Sunoo want to wipe it off, replace it with the pretty tears that rolled off his cheeks earlier. Sunoo pushed the head of his short cigarette on the ashtray and got the condom in the drawer. Sunoo was silently thanking himself for impulsively buying a bed side table that he thought he wouldn’t use and would just consume precious space in his apartment.
He slid a condom down Heeseung’s shaft, completely forgetting to put it on when he gave him a blow— Fuck it.
He lubed up the shaft in his hands, together with his own hole, and slipped in the head. “F-fuck, stop pushing up baby, too big.” Sunoo pinned down Heeseung’s hips with his hands and used it to help him go down. Heeseung’s fingers dug into Sunoo’s hips, his head snapped back and his mouth was wide open. Heeseung marveled at the sight in front of him, teasing the other by occasionally pushing his hips up. “Oh you wanna play that way then?” In the brink of annoyance, Sunoo slammed his hips down, bottoming out.
“ Fuck! Hahh hee, hold on.” Sunoo had his head hung low, he felt so full that he fears that the dick inside him would poke out of his tummy, and that he’ll rip apart, his head was hung low, nibbling on Heeseung’s honey toned skin, sighing contentedly with shaky breaths, trying to hold in the tears that were threatening to fall from his eyes, his hands were scratching lines on Heeseung’s chest, while Heeseung’s were gripping Sunoo’s hips hard.
“So tight daddy, relax a little for me, please?” Sunoo’s eyebrows were knitted “I’m trying you little shit.” The tears finally rolled down his cheeks, and Heeseung kisses them away, feeling wet trails of little pecks from the tears all over Sunoo’s face.
The way Sunoo’s eyes rolled back, tears slowly dripping from his face, the short high whimpers and moans that rolled off Sunoo’s tongue, and the glistening of his sweat masked skin, all these drove him crazy apart from the wet, tight heat he was feeling around him. He was watching Sunoo fall apart while bouncing and grinding on top of him, the cocky smiles he offered completely wiped off of his face.
“Hey, Sunoo-ssi, take it slow, it’s alright.” Heeseung said, reminding Sunoo to take his time. It was all going too fast, a frenzy of emotions from all the mixed up events that happened earlier, along with the various drinks Heeseung drank that had completely sweat off his system. Sunoo was the one who said it earlier, the night’s still long , but why was he rushing as if the sun was already peeking out of the windows?
Sunoo slowed down a little, his words being unable to come out of his mouth. His fingers dug on Heeseung’s chest, finding how squishy the muscle is, amazing. He seemed to be out of his mind, his thoughts flying everywhere. Dirty groans and moans were heard from the both of them, but Sunoo looked a little absentminded, his eyes dazed and cheeks wet with tears, his eyelashes fluttering whenever Heeseung managed to hit the spot.
“Sh-shit baby, my thighs feel tired, can you help daddy out?” Sunoo was panting, his chest dropped on top of Heeseung, and his legs stayed limp and twitching beside the other’s. “Mhmm, I’ll take care of it.” Heeseung gently flipped them over, “a-ah shit careful.” Sunoo moaned loudly as he was flipped over with a dick inside him, pushing more at his prostate in the process.
“Are you alright?” The sincere tone sent shivers to Sunoo’s spine, being not used to being treated gently. Constant check-ins from Heeseung felt nice, despite not knowing anything else about each other apart from their names, there was still care and gentleness in his hands and on how he touches him.
Sunoo nodded, and Heeseung thrusted his hips right to the hilt, knocking out air from Sunoo’s lungs, letting out a wail that sounded like it scratched his throat. After that, he slowed down again, keeping it at a comfortable pace that was just enough for the both of them to get off to. “Can you go a little fa- ah fuck, faster please. Fuck me harder baby.”
Heeseung chuckled right beside Sunoo’s ear, nipping at his neck to leave marks that he wished would never go away. “Sure, if that’s what daddy wants.”
“Yes! There, please more please please please! Oh god.” Strings of pleads escaped Sunoo’s mouth, his face scrunched and his eyes shut, Heeseung was completely hovering over him, his breath just as shaky. Sunoo’s hand was gripping over anything he could hang on to, tugging on the ‘horrendous red hair’ Heeseung was sporting.
“You know Sunoo-ssi, as much as I like seeing you get off from seeing me cry, I think I like it better like this.” Sunoo laughed from what Heeseung said, his eyes happily smiling as his eyes became less visible. Sunoo puckered his lips, asking for a kiss as if he wasn’t getting railed into the mattress, Heeseung complied, smiling before leaning in to the boy beneath him, bringing the both of them in a passionate kiss, the both of them swallowing each other’s moans that rolled off of their tongues.
Heeseung grinded his hips, thrusting faster into Sunoo as both of them drowned in pleasure, the air felt thick, their breaths got shorter, and the both of them were desperately clutching at each other, gripping every warm part of each other’s bodies as if wanting to melt together. Sunoo’s hole was fluttering around the other’s twitching cock, the pace going slow even with Sunoo bucking his hips up as much as he could, exhaustion was finally catching up to them.
“Can I cum? Daddy? Please, let me cum come on please.” Heeseung pleaded, his pace going faster as he was chasing both of their releases. “ O-oh fuck, baby, come, come for daddy come on.” Heeseung answered with slurred strings of thank you’s and wrapped his hand around Sunoo, milking him out as much as he could until he felt warm liquid that squirted to their chests, him cumming inside the condom at the same time.
“I’m- ah, exhausted holy fuck that was great.” Heeseung said, plopping his body on top of Sunoo whose breath got knocked out of his chest from the weight of the body on top of him. “I really liked it too, Heeseung-ssi, I love it.” Sunoo placed kisses on Heeseung’s neck while wrapping his limbs around Heeseung, marking every inch of skin he could reach with dark marks that would be a trouble to hide when he rides the subway back home.
“So…daddy huh?” Sunoo teased, making Heeseung whine and roll away on the bed while covering his face in embarrassment. “You’re really cute for a 6 foot tall adult, Heeseung-ssi.”
“I can’t help it when I’m with someone as pretty as you, Sunoo-ssi. I’d do anything to satisfy what you want, daddy .” Sunoo bursted out in laughter and Heeseung watched silently, his lips twisting into a little smile as he watches the prettiest man he’s ever seen–laugh, his eyes turning into crescents, his cheeks puffing out, and his lips curving up into the most cheerful reaction he’s ever seen.
Darkness slowly consumed the room after they’ve tiredly cleaned up a little, just enough to sleep comfortably and not too much that they’d really pass out from exhaustion.
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Heeseung woke up from the blinding light that managed to softly pass through his eyelids. “Good morning Su-” right after rubbing his eyes, he saw an empty space beside him on the bed. He reached out his hand to the space, and felt that it was cold. He read the clock and it flashed 8:00 in red, leaving him wondering where Sunoo went, and how he managed to get up as early as 8 AM after doing all the shit they’ve done yesterday.
Maybe he’s cooking?
Heeseung checked every nook and cranny of the small apartment only to see nothing. Sunoo wasn’t at the rooftop, Sunoo wasn’t at the lobby, Sunoo wasn’t in his music store.
He’s gone, leaving him all alone in his own apartment without any letter or at least a small post-it with his number in it. The only thing preserving the memories of the boy he met yesterday was a face and a name ( did he even give the right name?) that he’d never forget.
They are strangers after all, what did he expect? It was a one night stand, what else does he want?
Heeseung sighed as he stepped in the train he took to go back to where he lived, looking at the blurry sight he could see from the windows.
And when I awoke, I was alone
This bird has flown
So I lit a fire
Isn’t it good, Norwegian wood?