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Mark lee is always cute, Donghyuck thinks. With his lively giggles, bright face, and equally as endearing Canadian accent, it was truly only a matter of time before someone fell victim to Mark's charm. He was irresistible and the boy didn't even know. Too cute for his own good.
Even now, dead to the world as he was in his slumber, Donghyuck couldn't help but think he was the most precious thing in the universe. His face was flushed with sleep, mushed against his pillows and adorably swollen.
His lips were parted slightly, laying on his tummy like a baby and fisting his hands into the sheets on his side of the bed. He was dressed in only a pair of boxers (reread: Donghyuck's boxers) and socks, oddly enough, but after the second week they spent together; Donghyuck stopped questioning about the brown haired sleeping habits.
Donghyuck still remembers those days, so long ago, when they were just starting to try and label what they were, stealing kisses and sweatshirts and blushing in each others presence. He remembers it took two months into their dating for Mark to call him baby because, in his words, "it's just awkward dude!" And to this day Mark still only uses the pet name in a hushed voice, in private, or when he really wanted something.
Donghyuck narrows his eyes in on the sleeping boy from the doorway, just getting home from his schedule. He shrugs off the weight of his leather jacket, his shirt following, and soon his pants as well. Now bare as Mark, he climbed into the bed, wrapping his arms around Mark's small waist and nuzzling up against his soft skin.
He sighed deeply at the familiar scent of his lovers body wash, absentmindedly beginning to press kisses to his pale skin. Mark being rarely dressed by the stylists in revealing clothing mixed with his general avoidance of going out in the sun had left his skin fair and gentle and sensitive and Donghyuck loved using it to his advantage.
Donghyuck grazed his teeth across the skin of the still sleeping boy's neck, biting into him and sucking softly, just hard enough to leave marks but not enough to disrupt his slumber. He left a trail of his love towards the sharp cut of his jaw, hands rubbing circles onto Mark's stomach. He took note of the sunken in skin, putting in a mental reminder to sneak some snacks inbetween meals in Mark.
The best part of this, Donghyuck thinks, is seeing Mark well rested. Running himself thin with all of his conflicting schedules and roles and being in multiple places in one day- it was a lot and Donghyuck knew it better than anyone. Knew it when Mark would come to him on particularly hard days with tears clinging to his pretty lashes. Knew it when Mark would have a non verbal day, claiming to be fine and avoiding all questions.
In fact, this whole ordeal had been Mark's idea.
"Sometimes i'm too tired to be awake for so long, you know?"
And Donghyuck did know, thinking back on how many times Mark had fallen asleep in the midst of kissing or... More hands on activities.
"I know, baby. And there's nothing wrong with that, you know i'd never force-"
"Hyuck, just let me speak, please?" Mark had pleaded, eyes taking on that shine Donghyuck could never resist.
"So I did some research and I've been thinking and... I want you to have me all the time.." Mark blushed, risking an innocent glance at Donghyuck even though his words were anything but.
"E-Even when i'm sleeping."
Donghyuck had pounced on him then and there, left marks in the most private of places and the memory of the event had him moving faster now, sneaking a hand into Mark's underwear and finding around the rim of Mark's ass already stretched, filled comfortably with a plug.
He chuckled, nuzzling into the top of his head and smiling as Mark subconsciously shuffled back into his heat, realizing Mark had planned this from the start. He knew Donghyuck would be coming home late, far too late to him to stay up and so he had stretched himself and went to sleep, laying like a gift waiting to be unwrapped.
"You're so fucking cute, Markie." Donghyuck mumbled, fingers tugging slowly at the plug to pull it out. He paused once Mark began to squirm, kissing along his shoulders to coax him back to sleep before pulling the plug out entirely.
The sun tanned boy allowed his hands to move down the body of his lover, greedy palms grabbing and squeezing the generous backside of Mark, reluctantly letting go only to push one of his bent at the knee legs to his chest, allowing him easier access to the hole practically begging for his attention.
He tested just how thoroughly he had been prepped with two curious fingers, sliding into him with little to no resistance. He hummed, pleased, while his fingers slid against Mark's walls, relishing in the half asleep little whimpers the boy let out.
Donghyuck pulled his fingers out after a few minutes of this. He slid his pants down, quickly becoming impatient, pumping himself to reach full hardness before he was soon grabbing Mark's hips and sliding home with a groan.
No matter how well prepared Mark was, it was always a bit of a stretch to take Donghyuck entirely. Mark was just so small, so breakable and it wasn't a shock to hear an urgent whine slip from between Mark's sleep soft lips as Donghyuck tried to slide the rest of the way in.
"H-Hng, ha-" Mark's noises grew with his panic, only just now coming into his senses and being overloaded with the feeling of hands on his body and his hole full. He squirmed harder and Donghyuck immediately came closer, pressing his front to Mark's back in fear he'd hurt himself moving too much.
"Shh shh baby, it's me, hm?" Donghyuck leaned over, arms wrapping around Mark's sweet waist, pressing kisses to his cheeks and under his fluttering eyelids as he cooed softy at him, waiting patiently for Mark's brain to catch up to his body. Mark stilled, relaxing into Donghyuck's touch once more. He was so obedient like this, so vulnerable.
"Hyuckie," he hiccuped between a moan when Donghyuck shifted his hips and grazed over that special spot, his hands flying to grip at Donghyuck's arms around his waist. His nails dug into the skin there lightly, always careful not to hurt Donghyuck if he could help it. No matter how many times Donghyuck whole hearted (and a bit of his dick too) told him he didn't mind it at all.
"That's right, baby. Go back to sleep, petal."
The room was soon silent aside from Mark's small broken moans and the squelch from where Donghyuck's hips moved into Mark steadily, building a slow deep rhythm that quickly had Mark's legs shaking and his breath labored. Mark rarely liked to take it deep when he was fully awake, claimed it was too intense for him.
But like this? Donghyuck could go as deep as he pleased and Mark would just take it, no complaints. He groaned into the skin of Mark's shoulder as he clenched, fucking into him that much deeper and smirking at the weak whimper it emitted. One hand traveled to brush Mark's now sweaty hair back from his face, unable to stop the fond sound falling out of his mouth.
Mark grabbed his hand, breathing hard, bringing it to his parted lips and pushing three of his fingers into the hot heat of his mouth, rocking his hips back to meet Donghyuck's thrusts who moaned at the dual sensation. He aimed to send that feeling back, timing the thrusts of his fingers in Mark's mouth to be the same as his strokes.
Mark choked, a needy sound resonating through the room. His eyes filled with tears, hand coming to his stomach to feel where Donghyuck's member was pushing in to make space for itself. He moaned from the back of his throat while Donghyuck pressed down onto his sopping tongue, spit overflowing and dripping down his chin. Mark was flushed, teary eyed and fucked so so good. He couldn't stop the helpless noises he kept letting out, letting Donghyuck know just how good he was feeling.
And Donghyuck was listening.
"My poor flower," he mumbled, thrusts speeding up in time with the rise of Mark's moans. "You can't fall back asleep? Is Hyuckie fucking you too good? Is my baby gonna cum?"
Mark nodded his head dumbly, sucking feverishly on Donghyuck's fingers. Little mouth doing it's best to fit a fourth finger into the small space and Donghyuck chuckled, moving his other hand up to hook into Mark's cheek, making the others open mouth drool all over himself.
He pressed in to the base of his member, angling his hips up up, to the left, and-
Mark jerked hard in his hold, a garbled scream coming from him and Donghyuck knew he found it. He pounded into that spot roughly, following the arch of Mark's back as he tried to run away from the pleasure.
"Nuh-uh," He spoke, voice low. "You're gonna take it, sweetheart."
Mark sobbed, tears finally falling over. He let Donghyuck do as he pleased, clinging to his arm around his waist as a lifeline as he was manhandled and fucked within an inch of his life.
"G-Guh- Gonna-- wanna cu-um please please-"
"Go ahead baby, you've been so good. My good boy, yeah? You can cum." Donghyuck grunted
Just like that, Mark's body pulled taunt and tight like a bow string before letting go, body shaking as he came all over himself and the sheets with a silent scream. Donghyuck followed soon after, hissing a moan and filling Mark up just how he knew the other liked. He hushed Mark's whines as he began to pull out, only stopping when a still shaking hand reached back to grab his hip.
"Stay... Stay in." He mumbled sleepily, dazed eyes looking back to meet Donghyuck's sex darkened gaze. God, he looked so fucked out, hair a mess and littered in enough hickies he could have been a poster sex symbol. Donghyuck twitched inside him again.
"Alright, alright." He conceded, pushing back in, his moan complementing Mark's own whimper. They laid there for a moment, catching their breath and feeling each other. Mark had whined for Donghyuck's hand and so there they were, closer than close. Bodies and hearts filled to the brim with love.