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jaehyun isn’t the biggest fan of clubs and yet, jacob and chanhee decided to drag him to one anyway. the colorful flashing lights and loud music blasting obnoxiously through the speakers was already starting to piss him off, so he thought maybe indulging in a few drinks at the bar would make the experience tolerable.
“can i get some more somaek?”
“dude, how many are you getting?” jacob asks, a little annoyed. “you already ordered four.”
“who cares? you’re not paying for them.” jaehyun rolls his eyes before smiling politely at the bartender to confirm his order.
chanhee snorts. “maybe you are an alcoholic.”
“what?” jaehyun exclaims, pretending to be taken back by the comment. “i’m not! what the hell are you talking about?”
“hey, let’s not say stuff like that.” jacob chimes in. “we’re supposed to be having a good time.”
“a good time doing what?” jaehyun asks as the bartender returns with his drink. “besides, what are we here for anyway?”
“kevin’s band plays here every friday, and i thought you’d like them!” jacob explains in enthusiasm.
“yeah, they’re pretty cool.” chanhee remarks, taking a sip from his glass.
jaehyun knows not to go to jacob and chanhee in particular for music opinions since they had such differing tastes. he assumes the band plays some type of pop or electro music because that’s what kevin listens to, which is fitting for the club setting, but not something he’s personally into. his expectations are unfortunately on the floor tonight.
“if they sound like the shit that’s playing right now then i’ll pass.”
“oh no, they’re way better than this. trust me.” jacob claims, turning his attention to the stage.
“they’re about to come on!” chanhee squeals, clapping his hands in anticipation.
jaehyun sighs; he’s definitely going to be out cold by midnight. at least he won’t have to be the one driving the group home, and that can be the responsibility of whoever their poor uber driver is. the deafening music suddenly shuts off and the lights dim to jaehyun’s relief, watching as kevin walks on stage with a microphone.
“good evening, y’all!” kevin shouts into the mic, voice booming the speakers. “how’s everyone doing?”
the crowd roars in excitement as the curtains pull back, revealing the band standing with their instruments.
“we’re performing our brand-new song. it’s called graphic nature, and we hope you like it!”
kevin steps back to stand behind his keyboard, adjusting his microphone before he starts to play.
the drums come in soon after, then a wailing electric guitar that nearly breaks jaehyun out of his drunken haze. he takes one glimpse at the guitarist and his heart immediately jumps out of his chest. it was a slender boy with dark hair, long strands falling cutely above his eyes as he’s covered head to toe in black. the leather fabric hugging his frame twinkles in the spotlights, and jaehyun swears he’s seeing an angel.
or a demon since he’s not in any white, but that doesn’t matter right now. the song is surprisingly catchy, and jaehyun can’t help himself from humming along to the beat. he crosses his arms, leaning back in his chair as jacob and chanhee are screaming like mad men beside him. even when the song is over and the audience claps, his eyes still linger on the pretty guitarist, who spots him in the crowd and winks at him.
and jaehyun takes that personally. while everyone moves on with their night, drinking away and partying until there’s no tomorrow, he still sits in silence thinking about the veiled guitarist. goths aren’t his usual type because he finds them a bit too out there for his liking, but he didn’t mind making some reconsiderations just this one time.
jacob looks at him and teasingly elbows his side. “i saw you enjoying yourself.”
jaehyun tries to hide his smile, but it doesn’t go unnoticed by jacob.
“come on, just admit it!” he pressed on, shaking jaehyun for an answer.
“okay, fine. it was good!” jaehyun shouts in defeat. “i like geographic nature!”
“it’s graphic nature.” chanhee corrects, paying them no mind as he opens up the bar menu.
jaehyun stares indecisively at his empty glass debating if he should order more to drink. his thoughts are a jumbled mess, and he probably thinks it’s best to call it quits for the night. he tunes out the blaring music and nonsensical chatter in the background in favor of daydreaming about the nameless guitarist. damn, it seems like he’s really catching feelings here.
“so… who was that guy on the guitar?” jaehyun curiously asks.
“sunwoo! he’s one of kevin’s friends from college. very popular with the ladies.”
jaehyun nods at jacob’s words, his brain completely ignoring the last part.
“should i ask him out?”
jacob and chanhee glance at each other before erupting into a fit of laughter.
“since when are you gay?” chanhee raises an eyebrow.
“i can dabble.” jaehyun shrugs.
“go shoot your shot then. he’s bi.” jacob confirms, tilting his head to the right and jaehyun’s eyes follow that direction.
he instantly spots two black silhouettes in the far corner of the club who are undeniably sunwoo and kevin, casually talking in those tight leather outfits. jaehyun takes a deep breath before getting up from his chair and making his way towards the duo, confidence at a hundred until it inevitably drops into hell because he’s admittedly never asked anyone out in his life.
it’s mainly because jaehyun hates rejection, but he hates the concept of embarrassing himself in front of his crush even more. he’s also extremely corny, so he’s going to pull out the most standard pickup lines imaginable in hopes it works on the first try. it’s a miracle that he’s hot, or else he’d be screwed in the dating department.
“hey, jaehyun-hyung! what’s up?” kevin greets him, raising his hand for a high-five.
jaehyun returns the gesture, smiling awkwardly. “hi, kevin. i’m doing alright.”
“glad to hear. this is my friend, sunwoo.” kevin introduces, patting sunwoo on the back to push him forward.
jaehyun blinks, absolutely dumbfounded. sunwoo is so much prettier up close. it feels like he’s been shot in the ass by cupid, or however the saying goes. regardless, he tries to give his best award-winning performance in the handsome gentlemen role that he’s known for; his unwavering charm and oozing charisma surely will win sunwoo over.
“i remember seeing you in the crowd.” sunwoo notes with a cordial smile, reaching out for a proper hand-shake.
to his surprise, jaehyun takes his hand and raises it to his lips, pressing a chaste kiss on his knuckles.
“you must have fallen from heaven because it felt like i was seen by an angel.”
jaehyun smiles proudly, fist pumping himself in his head as kevin whistles.
“wow, we’ve got quite the romantic over here.”
kevin’s comment bruises jaehyun’s ego a bit, and now he feels like he just participated in a humiliation ritual. sunwoo turns his head away sheepishly, pulling out of jaehyun’s grasp to hide his flustered face in his hands. jaehyun isn’t sure how to process this; maybe digging a hole and burying himself in it would be a better way to spend his night.
and if the situation couldn’t get any worse, he can hear sunwoo laughing at his failed attempt at flirting.
“that was cute but…” sunwoo is smug, his once shy demeanor melting into a cold facade. “i don’t date guys like you.”
his eyes scan jaehyun up and down as he crosses his arms, and kevin mouths an “ouch”.
jaehyun has no idea what’s happening anymore.
“like what?”
“he only dates bad boys.” kevin cuts in, which isn’t entirely wrong.
sunwoo’s exes were tattoo heads and piercing addicts, while jaehyun is the exact opposite of what he finds aesthetically attractive. all hope isn’t lost though, because sunwoo can’t deny that jaehyun is hot as fuck, with a face sculpted meticulously by the gods and an imposing broad build from hours spent in the gym. he bites his lips, giving jaehyun another assessment before finally making a decision.
“well, actually...”
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jaehyun has had his fair share of intimate encounters, but certainly not one in a cramped stall of a club bathroom. it’s thankfully not dirty, and the music is muffled enough in the speakers for jaehyun to ignore as sunwoo devours his mouth, the cool steel from his piercing sending a shiver down his spine. it’s so foreign to him, and he bites down on sunwoo’s lip just to chase the feeling.
sunwoo moans, mouth falling open for jaehyun to plunge in, exploring the warm cavity as the sweet taste of alcohol lingers on his tongue. by the time they break away for air, sunwoo’s dark lip tint is smudged all around his own mouth, and jaehyun almost gets a boner at the sight, inching closer to kiss him once more.
“gorgeous.” he coos, brushing a strand of hair out of sunwoo’s face. “you got any more piercings?”
“yeah, you wanna see?” sunwoo knows the answer, so he doesn’t bother waiting for jaehyun’s response.
he quickly unzips his leather top to reveal two sparkling piercings adorning his nipples underneath. unlike the standard silver piercing that sits on the center of his lower lip, these are a lot more decorated with ruby-jeweled barbells on each side. jaehyun stares at them in awe, moving a hand over sunwoo’s right nipple as his fingers pinch the nub gently.
“wait, be careful!” sunwoo winces, the added pressure making him squirm. “they’re sensitive…”
jaehyun pulls away for a brief moment before diving back in, this time taking the nipple into his warm mouth. he sucks and licks along the areola, swirling his tongue teasingly on the nub as sunwoo’s cries echo through the empty bathroom, body shuddering against the wall with no way to escape the stimulation. he jerks forward, grabbing weakly onto jaehyun’s shirt to shove him off.
“fucking asshole!” sunwoo groans, voice squeaking in desperation. “i-i said be careful!”
“i am,” jaehyun hums in annoyance.
in spite of sunwoo’s protests, he doesn’t budge, even when he stops toying with his nipple for a split second, it’s not out of showing mercy. instead, jaehyun takes the tempting opportunity to bite down on the shiny barbell and tug lightly on it with his teeth. sunwoo hisses and lets out a pained whine, helplessly pushing his chest out.
“ahhugh—!”
jaehyun grins in satisfaction, abandoning the wet nipple on the right to twist the one on the left, and sunwoo gasps, growing lightheaded with every touch. he hears jaehyun laugh in amusement above him before he’s finally released from the arousing torture, flinching as the cool air blows against his sore nipples.
“that’s enough.” jaehyun announces, reaching down to zip sunwoo’s top back up. “now turn around for me.”
sunwoo blinks mindlessly, still trying to catch his breath. he usually hates being told what to do, but the bravado in jaehyun’s voice is all too tantalizing to ignore, so he turns around without a word. suddenly, a harsh slap lands on his ass, and sunwoo wails as jaehyun chuckles behind him, clearly getting off on his suffering.
the impact leaves his legs trembling as jaehyun forces his pants down, yelping when the tight fabric almost tears in his wake. he places his hands on the wall to brace himself, raising his hips in the air as precum leaks in his underwear. jaehyun’s fingers pluck at the waistband, slowly slipping it down in anticipation, and his eyes widen, enthralled by what he finds.
inside sunwoo’s ass is a large plug, about two inches wide with a ruby jewel on the flared base. it’s not uncommon for him to leave the house plugged up—not like that’s anyone’s business, but he enjoys feeling the stretch while he’s performing. jaehyun nudges on the plug in fascination, observing how sunwoo’s body twitches and it brings a wicked smile to his lips.
“do you play with yourself often?”
“y-yes,” sunwoo stutters, muscles tensing. “it feels good.”
“i bet it does. how long have you had this in?”
“all night...”
“even on stage? fuck, that’s hot.”
jaehyun trails a hand along sunwoo’s bare ass cheeks and gives one a firm squeeze.
sunwoo exhales, slamming his eyes shut. “can you just take it out already?”
jaehyun moves at a snail’s pace, purposely pushing the plug in deeper with his index finger, and the slide against sunwoo’s walls makes him sob as his legs spasm uncontrollably.
“i’d prefer if you asked nicely.”
“...can you take it out, p-please?” sunwoo begs, voice cracking at the end.
the pathetic plea is enough for jaehyun to comply, fingers curling around the plug and pulling it out with relative ease. sunwoo whimpers pitifully when it slips out with a wet pop, lube dripping messily down his taint as his hole clenches desperately around nothing. jaehyun rips a piece of toilet paper from the dispenser behind him, wiping off the used plug and placing it in his pocket.
he wonders if sunwoo has any more toys like this at home, maybe even a collection of them in different sizes and colors sitting in his room. with how much of a pervert sunwoo apparently is, the possibility isn’t far-fetched. jaehyun hurriedly unzips his pants and pulls them down with his underwear just enough for his veiny cock to spring free.
“so tell me,” jaehyun starts, grabbing sunwoo’s ass cheeks and spreading them apart for a good look at his pretty hole glistening under the dim lights. “do the girls know you love to play with yourself?”
“n-no,” sunwoo mumbles, face burning red in embarrassment.
jaehyun smirks at that, hands gripping sunwoo’s hips to pull him back until his entrance is pressing against his cock. he pushes in just the tip and his breath hitches when sunwoo’s slicked walls eagerly suck him in, craving something bigger but he refuses to move an inch. sunwoo whines impatiently as his own cock throbs uselessly between his legs.
the drawn out torture is making sunwoo’s head spin and jaehyun finds his reactions all too adorable.
“should i tell them their oppa loves stretching his needy hole for cock?”
shame washes over sunwoo as he clenches around the tip, the cruelty in jaehyun’s words turning him on.
“no i—”
“then why else would you drag me here unless you wanted me to fuck you?” jaehyun continues, taunting sunwoo further by slipping the tip all the way out. “it’s only fair if everyone knew the truth.”
and without warning, jaehyun slams into sunwoo and buries himself to the hilt. the bathroom is filled with jaehyun’s groans and sunwoo’s moans mixing together in a passionate song of pleasure. every inch of the girthy cock leaves sunwoo delirious and gasping for air, unable to keep his composure as he claws at the stall walls.
jaehyun stays still, relishing in the blissful pleasure that sunwoo’s insides bring him, warm and loose like the perfect pussy. the wet walls cling to his cock as if it belongs there, so soft and snug around him that he’s slowly losing his senses. jaehyun isn’t small by any means, far from it actually, and sunwoo is on the verge of screaming his lungs out when he starts to fuck him.
“a-ahh—!—!!”
tears well in the corner of his eyes as the last of his pride is being fucked out of him with each thrust. jaehyun’s pace is brutal and unforgiving, adjusting his angle to hit sunwoo’s prostate dead on as his cock disappears inside him over and over again. the intensity sends sunwoo’s trembling body forward until his face is pressing against the wall, back arching and cock drooling.
“mghm—hahh, ah, ah!!”
“look at you,” jaehyun growls, his balls smacking loudly against sunwoo’s ass. “taking me like you were made for it.”
sunwoo can feel jaehyun deep in his guts, writhing and crying in ecstasy as his knees nearly collapse under his weight. jaehyun fucks him harder, pounding against his prostate and milking him for all he’s worth. a rapture crawls up his spine until he’s seeing white, eyes rolling back in his head as his orgasm threatens to rip through him at any minute.
“hyung!” sunwoo mewls, clenching tightly around the thick sensation inside him. “i-i’m close…”
“already?” jaehyun sighs, languidly drawing his hips back. “alright, wait for me.”
he quickly pushes back in, relentlessly thrusting into sunwoo as beads of sweat trickle down his forehead. sunwoo’s face contorts when he’s close, struggling to hold onto the last thread of his sanity before he unravels in the most humiliating way possible. he spills his cum on the wall with a shaky moan, eyes squeezing shut from the oversensitivity.
jaehyun fucks like he’s in a rut, ramming into sunwoo’s ruined hole as the wet squelching fills his ears. he huffs in exhaustion, the heat of his arousal twisting in his stomach with every soft sound that falls from sunwoo’s lips. the clenching around his cock is blurring his vision, eyes snapping shut into darkness as he pulls out and shoots his load all over sunwoo’s ass.
his harsh grip on sunwoo’s hips softens, choosing to rub a hand soothingly along his back instead. he watches his cum drip down sunwoo’s thighs with half-lidded eyes, and it’s hard for him not to let it get to his ego. his other hand reaches to grab more toilet paper so he can clean sunwoo up properly, tossing the filthy tissues into the toilet when he’s done.
sunwoo keeps his hands glued to the wall, head hanging low to steady his breathing. the makeup he devoted all those hours on is now staining his face. he turns around to get some tissues to wipe up his cum, but jaehyun abruptly stops him in his tracks. they stare at each other for a moment in confusion before jaehyun immediately starts laughing.
“what?” sunwoo blinks.
“you look like shit.”
“shut up. it’s your fault.”
“i know,” jaehyun smiles apologetically. “i can help fix your makeup if you want.”
“nah, don’t worry about it.” sunwoo waves him off, stumbling over to pull tissue from the dispenser.
jaehyun zips his pants back up, and wipes the thin layer of sweat on his forehead with his hand. the smell of sex makes his nose scrunch up, but he doesn’t regret what happened in the slightest. sunwoo is truly one of the prettiest boys he’s ever seen. even the subtle wink from earlier was enough to have him wrapped around sunwoo’s finger.
now he’s in too deep, and he has no intentions of leaving.
“i liked your performance.” he compliments.
“really? if you like that then you’ll love our other songs.” sunwoo says, flushing the toilet after cleaning up his mess. “i do vocals on some of the tracks too.”
“you can sing?”
“yeah, and i’m good at it.” sunwoo beams with confidence, pulling his pants back up as the fabric slaps against his waist.
“i bet. thanks for giving me a preview.”
“fuck off...”
jaehyun has successfully mastered the skill of getting under sunwoo’s skin.
“awe, but i haven’t gotten your number yet.” he fake pouts.
sunwoo rolls his eyes, sticking a hand out, and jaehyun takes his phone out of his pocket to give it over.
“are you free tomorrow? we can go get dinner.” sunwoo suggests, typing in his contact information.
“sure, but no drinks. i might explode.” jaehyun notes, a bit out of his element.
sunwoo arches a brow, handing jaehyun his phone back. “are you drunk?”
“partially.” jaehyun answers.
“i guess that explains the behavior.”
“oh no, i act like this all the time, but i would have stopped if you told me to.” jaehyun confesses in earnest.
“well, i do love bad boys in case you forgot.” sunwoo reassures, biting his lip with a smirk.
“then i guess i fit the bill.” jaehyun boasts, sneaking a hand in his pocket to retrieve the bulbous plug, marvelling at it in his hand. “and don’t call me hyung anymore. i’m your oppa now.”
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jacob frantically paces back and forth near the club doors as chanhee keeps checking his phone in irritation. jaehyun walks over to them sheepishly, knowing he’s probably about to get a long scolding from the two for his late arrival.
“hey guys,” jaehyun grins nervously. “sorry to keep you waiting.”
“where were you?” jacob panics. “our uber is almost here!”
“i was with sunwoo.”
jacob gasps. “how was it? did you guys hit it off?”
“we did. we’re going out tomorrow.”
jaehyun feels like he won the lottery when he said that. years of being single are finally coming to an end, and it feels so unbelievably good. now he can flaunt a pretty guitarist on his arm without a care in the world and kiss those lovely piercings on sunwoo’s body whenever he wants. spending the rest of his friday nights out at the club didn’t seem too bad after all.
“i’m so happy for you!” jacob congratulates, and chanhee’s face sours.
“i’d be happy too if i didn’t have to pee so badly.”
“huh?” jaehyun scratches his head. “just go to the bathroom.”
“i don’t know if you’re aware, but some horny couple were fucking in there so no one could go.”
“oh…” is all jaehyun can say before his face shrivels up in fake disgust. “people are so gross, i swear.”