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Jongho woke up alone. His eyes fluttered open and registered that something was different, but he couldn’t place it. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again, realising that the covers were tucked around him and Yunho was nowhere to be seen.
He flopped onto his back, plush lips in a pout as he sleepily tried to figure out where Yunho went.
Where was his puppy?
Normally, Jongho woke up to Yunho lapping at his pussy, softly licking his folds as he slowly came out of sleep. He had gotten used to waking up with his roommate’s head between his legs, licking him slowly and gently, like Yunho was using his pussy to wake up himself.
Jongho had been confused the first few times, moving his thighs around and causing Yunho to squeak into his hole—before realising he was crushing Yunho’s head and opening his legs immediately. Yunho never seemed to mind, though, and kept dutifully waking him up with his talented tongue.
But this morning, he was alone in bed—with no talented tongue buried deep in his folds to give him an orgasm—and he found he was disappointed.
Jongho pushed back the covers, the sides of his mouth ticking up when he realised he was still in Yunho’s shirt with no panties on.
Yunho really liked when Jongho wore his clothes.
Jongho’s pussy throbbed at the thought of being claimed by Yunho, and as it was practically dripping since it was denied its morning pleasure, he slid out of bed on a mission to find his release.
He found Yunho in the spare room they made into Yunho’s office. Yunho had been so shy in asking if he could have an office since he worked from home, and as they didn’t use the spare bedroom that much since they never had anyone stay over, maybe he could use it as an office instead. Jongho readily agreed, having no use for a home office of his own.
Plus, Yunho spent pretty much every night with his head between Jongho’s thighs, so if they needed a spare bedroom, they could use his.
Yunho was talking to someone on the phone, using his deep, commanding voice that Jongho teased as his “work voice”. Yunho always playfully rolled his eyes, but Jongho knew that Yunho knew he sounded different when talking to his business partners because he always pretended to ask Jongho to do things in his work voice.
Secretly, Jongho like his work voice.
Jongho took a step into the office and Yunho looked up, beaming a smile at him as bright as the morning sun, and Jongho melted in the doorway. Yunho held up a finger, indicating he would be done soon, but Jongho knew that meant he would be at least another twenty minutes.
He padded into the room, glancing briefly at the computer screen and gave Yunho a sleepy half-smile when he noticed that it was dark—meaning this was just a phone call, not a video call.
Yunho glanced at Jongho while he listened to what someone was saying on the phone, mouthing a happy good morning to him. Jongho smiled and mouthed morning back before pushing Yunho’s office chair back so it rolled away from the desk. Yunho raised an eyebrow at him, but then he looked away and started responding to someone’s question, and Jongho knew this was his chance.
He lifted Yunho’s shirt up slightly so he could get to the waistband of his sweatpants. Yunho startled, slightly alarmed, but Jongho just reached into his underwear and grasped his rapidly hardening cock, pulling it out. He stroked it a few times until it was fully hard and leaking a bead of pre-cum—and he could hear Yunho struggling to keep his voice even while talking on the phone.
Jongho smiled sleepily at Yunho, batting away the shy hand that came up to cover his hard cock as Jongho straddled his thighs. Yunho’s eyes pleaded with him, begging him not to do this now, while he was on a conference call, and when Jongho steadily ignored him and held his cock as he positioned himself over the dripping tip, Yunho went completely still.
Jongho pressed his lips against Yunho’s as he sank down on his cock, swallowing both would-be moans as Yunho’s big cock filled his wet pussy.
He settled against Yunho’s chest, resting his cheek against the soft, padded leather of the back of Yunho’s chair. He let out a quiet, happy sigh, his pussy satisfied for now. He snuggled closer to Yunho, wanting to be surrounded by his larger frame.
Yunho had stopped talking, had probably checked out of the meeting he was in as soon as Jongho walked into the room. The hand not holding his phone came to Jongho’s thigh, grabbing tightly and causing Jongho to clench around his hard cock. Yunho cleared his throat to cover the squeak that came out of his mouth and slid his hand up from Jongho’s thigh to rest on his waist, giving it a light squeeze before wrapping it around his back.
Jongho relaxed into him as Yunho rubbed warm, soothing circles on his back, eyes closing and trying to slip back into the sleepy haze he had woken up in. He would clench around Yunho’s cock when he was saying something particularly boring, causing Yunho to sputter and repeat his sentence into the phone. He enjoyed hearing Yunho’s breath hitch as he tried not to thrust into Jongho.
He was still sleepy from waking up so early, and as he listened to Yunho’s side of the phone conversation, he let Yunho’s deep voice rumbling in his chest lull him almost back to sleep.
Yunho’s conversation went on for another half hour, and by the time he was saying his goodbyes, Jongho was leaking all around his cock and desperate to cum. He enjoyed being filled by his hard cock, and occasionally squeezing around Yunho’s cock felt good, but he needed Yunho to fuck him.
Now.
“Okay, sounds good. Talk to you next week, take care.”
Yunho clicked off his phone and let out a loud sigh. Jongho pulled away from his chest to look at his face. He looked tired and his cheeks were flushed, and Jongho gave him a sheepish smile.
“Good morning?”
“I think ‘good’ is subjective,” Yunho whined, grabbing both sides of Jongho’s waist and lifting him up slightly before thrusting up and pulling him down at the same time. They both moaned loudly, the friction finally bringing them some relief. “Do you know how hard it was to talk without fucking you during my meeting?”
Jongho just closed his eyes and shrugged, tilting his hips and trying to grind against Yunho. He rested his forehead against Yunho’s, panting when his efforts did little to satiate the lust he was feeling.
“Fuck me now.”
Yunho growled, capturing Jongho’s bottom lip between his teeth before fucking into him. Jongho let out a sinful moan that sounded like finally.
They fell into a shallow rhythm, Yunho lifting Jongho and Jongho squeezing Yunho’s cock with his pussy as he was lifted up before getting slammed back down.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” Yunho murmured, hands squeezing Jongho’s waist hard enough to bruise. Jongho whimpered and threw his head back, walls clenching even tighter around Yunho.
“It’s because you didn’t wake me up,” Jongho chided, nipping at Yunho’s chin.
Yunho let out a yelp and then groaned as Jongho brought his hands to his nipples, pinching them gently.
“I had a work call,” Yunho bit out, chest arching into Jongho’s hands. Jongho pinched his nipples harder in a mock punishment for the flimsy excuse and Yunho’s thrusts stuttered as he moaned loudly.
“I don’t care,” Jongho said, sweat dripping from his temple. Yunho locked eyes with him and gripped his waist tightly. “Next time, set an earlier alarm. I’ve gotten used to waking up with your tongue buried in my pussy.”
Yunho whined at that, thrusting once…twice…and then, he was holding Jongho’s hips in a vice grip, clutching him on the full length of his cock as he came. Jongho squeezed his velvety walls around him, making Yunho shudder and fuck up into him at the oversensitivity.
Yunho’s fingers gradually loosened and he rested his forehead against Jongho’s, panting heavily.
“You can’t just say things like that,” he huffed out in a quiet laugh. Jongho pouted.
“You came, right?” Yunho couldn’t help but nod. “Besides, it’s true. I want to wake up every morning with your head between my thighs, okay?”
Yunho moaned and Jongho smirked as he felt another spurt of cum filling him up.
“Fuuuuuuck, okay yeah..that’s definitely okay,” Yunho said, nodding rapidly. Jongho took his cheeks in his hands and stopped his head, leaning in to place a kiss on the tip of his nose.
“Good. Now, clean me up.”
Yunho lifted Jongho up and sat him on his desk, pushing his keyboard back so Jongho was sitting on the smooth, wooden surface. He pulled out slowly, and Jongho clenched his hole when his cock was all the way out, not wanting any cum to spill.
Yunho sank to his knees immediately, hands gently spreading Jongho’s thighs and dove right into his pussy, tongue lapping at his swollen folds.
Jongho moaned, pushing out Yunho’s cum for him to lick up while his hands fell to Yunho’s hair, threading through the soft strands. Yunho didn’t stop licking him, shoving his tongue in Jongho’s hole when there wasn’t any more of his cum to clean up.
Jongho pulled his face closer to his centre, gripping his hair tightly. Yunho just whined into his pussy, trying to get deeper.
“You can use your fingers,” Jongho breathed, tilting his hips so Yunho had better access to his hole.
Two of Yunho’s fingers were inside him as he barely finished speaking. He bit his lip, walls clenching around them as Yunho’s mouth moved up to his clit, lips finding the small bud and sucking gently. The combination of Yunho’s fingers, tongue, and the muffled whines that were filling the room as he tried to lick up all of Jongho’s slick had him right on the edge.
Yunho’s nose rubbing against his clit as he tried to push his tongue in with his fingers pushed Jongho over and then he was coming, throwing his head back and gripping Yunho’s hair in his hands. Yunho quickly pulled his fingers out and lapped at his pussy, drinking his cum, making sure to get all of it.
Jongho weakly pushed him away from his sensitive folds when his eager tongue became too much.
“Enough,” Jongho said, looking down at Yunho with glazed eyes.
Yunho looked up at him with a pout, licking his lips before wiping them with the back of his forearm.
“Can I eat you out later?” Yunho practically begged.
Jongho let out a sigh, pussy already clenching at the pleasure. He nodded and Yunho lit up, kissing his clit excitedly. Jongho chuckled and closed his legs around Yunho’s head, shivering when he felt something tickling him and realised Yunho was inhaling his scent.
“Do you have more work to do today?” Jongho asked, gently squeezing Yunho’s cheeks with his thighs.
Yunho shook his head, eyes closed and breathing in deeply. Jongho shuddered and released Yunho’s head, stroking his hair softly.
“Breakfast, then?”
Yunho gave Jongho’s pussy one last lick before pulling back.
“Can I lick you while you’re eating?” He asked, eyes eager and hopeful.
Jongho rolled his eyes playfully and patted his cheek softly before hopping off his desk. Yunho stood up, a slight frown on his face.
“If I let you eat me out, will you make bacon?” Jongho conceded, a smile playing on the edge of his lips.
Yunho’s face lit up and he was practically bouncing on the balls of his feet, eager to start breakfast.
“It just so happens I bought bacon yesterday,” he said, beaming at Jongho for the second time that morning.
Jongho just shook his head and reached up to give Yunho a quick kiss before grabbing his hand and leading him to the kitchen.