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The night was cold, as usual. Sangwoo with a smoke in hand, leaning on the rails of his balcony. His day went on the same as it always does, jam packed with work he didn’t want to do. Missing his boyfriend, missing his pets, missing his bed. Sangwoo’s boss made him work overtime, cursing him for less time at home.
For Ali, he’s cuddled up at home, covered in furry little animals he adores, catching up on a drama Sangwoo recommended him to watch. He sat, pajamas on, popcorn made, animals napping in his lap and on his sides, watching intently as a girl cried on his TV.
Midnight rolls around, Sangwoo finally free from corporate slavery. Unlocking the door to His and Ali’s shared apartment. Sangwoo’s ears perk up as he hears a familiar sound coming from their TV. A soft smile creeps on the man’s face. Walking further inside, he sees his amazing boyfriend sitting calmly on their couch, their pets cuddled close to the other man.
Ali’s head turns as he hears footsteps behind him. A warm smile spread on his face.
“You’re home!” Ali exclaimed. Joyous of his boyfriend’s return.
“Hi, darling…” He muttered.
Ali frowned at Sangwoo’s tone. He once again looked drained. His eyes blank and overworked. The skin under his eyes, dark and he looked a lot thinner than before. Had he not been eating well? Did he sleep last night? Had he slept at all this past week? All these negative thoughts invaded his mind, slowly making him more concerned.
Sangwoo let out a drowsy sigh and opened the fridge, grabbing out a beer, taking a large swig with an ahh~ after. He wiped his mouth and plopped down beside his boyfriend on the couch. He stared blankly at the television as he took another swig. He groaned and laid his head on Ali’s shoulder. He was warm, sweet and inviting. Everything he had missed when he was at work.
Ali wrapped a hand around Sangwoo’s shoulders and pulled him close.
“Bad day?” He asked. An eyebrow lifted.
“Like normal.” Sangwoo sighed into Ali’s neck. Placing a soft tender kiss right on his nape.
Ali’s body shuddered, feeling wanted. He turned his head to give Sangwoo better access. Sangwoo took full advantage of the moment, placing more and more kisses on the man’s exposed neck. Sangwoo’s hands found their way to Ali’s hips, turning him to face himself.
Ali ran his fingers through Sangwoo’s hair and pulled him in for a passionate, hungry kiss. He had been earning for the other man all day, and now he was finally taking his sweet, sweet reward. Ali gently tugged on the strands tangled in his fingers, causing Sangwoo to let out a loud gasp.
“Ali… Please.” He managed to plead, breath heavy, as Ali attacked his lips with his own.
Sangwoo’s fingers gripped Ali’s shirt, looking up, his eyes full of desperate desire. Ali bit down on Sangwoo’s lower lip, silently asking for access. Sangwoo knew what it meant in an instant. A blush creeping on his cheeks as he sat up properly, taking off his suit jacket, pulling off his tie and unbuttoning his dress shirt. Ali watched, his hunger growing bigger and bigger, watching his boyfriend undress in front of him.
Now shirtless and bare, Sangwoo opened his mouth and Ali’s tongue slipped inside, intertwining their tongues. Ali grabbed onto Sangwoo’s chest, leaning down to leave marks on the other man’s creamy skin.
Sangwoo let out a small whimper, his hands jolting behind him, gripping the couch fabric for stability. Ali’s hands slid down to Sangwoo’s waist to pull him closer, Sangwoo’s bare chest now flush against his clothed one.
“Take this off.” Mumbled Sangwoo, tugging on Ali’s sleeve in a needy manner, almost embarrassed to be the only one half naked.
Ali let out a soft chuckle, kissing the other man’s cheek before pulling off his own shirt. He gently pushed Sangwoo onto his back and captured his lips in another searing kiss. Heat and musk came off the two men as they hungrily kissed. Soon enough, both were stripped down to their underwear, dark patches where the tips of their stiffened shafts are.
Ali rubbed his lower groin on Sangwoo’s inner thigh, earning a needy whine from the older man. Sangwoo grew restless, wanting more and more each passing minute, throwing his head back, his chest heaving as he let out shaky, needy gasps. Ali didn’t give in, as much as he wanted to. He wanted to drag it out, hear how needy Sangwoo can get. He wanted to hear begging and pleading.
His hips eventually came to a stop, causing Sangwoo to look up at him, confused. “Why… Why are you stopping? Keep going!” He rasped out.
Ali smirked, his hands wandering over Sangwoo’s body. “Come on, beg some more. I’m enjoying this.”
Sangwoo frowned, rolling his eyes. “You could enjoy it a lot more if you just put it inside.”
“This is more fun.” Ali snapped back, his hands coming back down to Sangwoo’s waist. “Beg for it.”
Sangwoo hid his face behind his hand, blushing as he stared up at Ali. The younger man grabbed Sangwoo’s wrist, pulling it over his head, forcing Sangwoo to face him. “Don’t hide from me now, you were getting bold just before.”
Ali tilted his head, one hand coming up Sangwoo’s body to cup his chest, gently squeezing.
“Please, baby.. Beg for me.”
Sangwoo swallowed the newly formed lump in his throat and tore his eyes away from Ali’s gaze. “Please… Please fuck me.”
Ali moved his hand from Sangwoo’s chest to his chin, forcing him to look at him. “Look at me when you beg.”
Sangwoo stared into Ali’s hungry eyes and let out a breathy sigh. “Please fuck me… Please.”
With a swift motion, Ali was pulling off Sangwoo’s underwear, throwing them to the floor where the rest of their clothes were. Pulling out his own cock to rub against Sangwoo’s aching shaft. Ali lifted Sangwoo’s legs, placing them over his shoulders, positioning himself to Sangwoo’s entrance.
Sangwoo bit the back of his hand to silence his whimpers.
Ali stroked the other man’s cheek with his thumb gently. “That’s it, baby. You’re doing so well.”
Gently, Ali entered the other man. The tight hole clenching down hard on Ali’s sex. Ali groaned loudly, his fingers digging into the skin of Sangwoo’s waist.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.”
Sangwoo let out an ungodly moan. Pain shot up his body, having absolutely nothing to prepare him for Ali’s phallus. A tear slipped down his face, his hands reaching down to grab Ali’s wrists.
“Ali!” He gasped out, his body involuntarily clenching down, pushing Ali’s tool out from inside him.
“Relax.. Sangwoo.. You can take it.”Ali reassured.
Sangwoo took a breath, trying to relax his body. The tears continued to fall as he tried his best to ground himself.
“Just… I need a minute.” He managed to speak through shaky breaths as the tears fell from his eyes..
Ali gave the man time, staying still and wiping Sangwoo’s tears away. Comforting Sangwoo, making sure he’s alright before they continue. He didn’t move, didn’t pull out or thrust in. He waited for Sangwoo to give him the green light.
After a few moments of comforting and a few loose tears, Sangwoo gave him the nod of approval to continue. Ali leaned down, giving Sangwoo a kiss on the forehead, continuing to thrust. He moved slowly, gently pushing himself in, then out so Sangwoo could adjust to the large phallus inside.
Sangwoo bit his lower lip. The pain outweighed the pleasure by a landslide, but he trusted his boyfriend. Sangwoo gripped the man’s wrists hard, stabilising himself. The movement was slow and gentle, Sangwoo easing up to the pain.
Ali kept his pace, looking at Sangwoo to make sure he wasn't putting any more pain onto Sangwoo’s strained body. He could feel Sangwoo getting sweaty where their bodies met, making it easier for Ali to push in.
Once Ali felt Sangwoo’s tight ring of muscle start to loosen up, he started to thrust deeper into him. Faster, picking up his pace. He let out a loud moan at the feeling. He was so tight, it was starting to drive him crazy.
Sangwoo held on for dear life to Ali’s wrists. His legs shaking from the feeling of the pain in his now loose hole. “F..Faster..” Sangwoo pleaded.