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Renjun doesn’t think in any situation he'd be prepared to hear this question, even if it's from Yangyang. His excessively inappropriate roommate who says more crazy shit on the daily than this. He can't help but be caught off guard, okay. Who could blame him when Yangyang opens his mouth with-
"Is the sex with Mark good?"
Renjun’s kitchen whisk clatters against his metal bowl brimming with half mixed cake batter.
"Excuse me?" Renjun whips his head towards their living area. He's baffled seeing Yangyang lounging on the couch with his phone in hand and an arched brow.
"You know." Yangyang shrugs. "Just wondering because Mark’s pretty hot."
Renjun gives him narrow eyes.
"Fuck off." He grits the words through his teeth. He turns away immediately after to give his attention back to the cake he's making for Mark’s Christmas party.
"Oh come on, I was kidding! Mark is super in love with you anyway. Even if I tried to homewreck, it'd be impossible." His roommate clicks his tongue at Renjun's sour response. "I’m a tiny bit curious though. I don't need like- any details. What about a 'yes' or 'no'?"
Renjun feels inclined to call his roommate a 'perv' or 'creep' but Renjun gives in to the question for just a second.
Looking back at Mark and Renjun’s relationship for the past three and a half years, it's been great. They fight sometimes but not a lot. More often than not, they get along really well. Some people think- a little too well for a couple that have been together since they were young and in high school. And although Mark is his first of anything and everything in milestones, Renjun believes he could be with Mark forever. They've always seemed to figure things out against all odds and tribulations. Renjun likes them the way they are.
Now on to Renjun and Mark’s sex life; it isn't really all that interesting if Yangyang is curious. Mark and Renjun probably fuck pretty close to about every other day or 3 times a week. Routinely, Renjun goes to Mark's apartment close off campus after all their classes end. Mark and him have dinner together first, study for an hour or two and afterwards they end the night as expected or they pass on it and sleep. Renjun is satisfied with this being their normal. Mark has always been good to him. His boyfriend tends to pamper him and knows Renjun’s body well to understand his needs. So in short-
"It's good." Renjun answers nonchalantly. "Mark’s good."
Yangyang snorts when he notices Renjun’s delayed reaction of bashfulness and his lip quirks awkwardly. Renjun can't believe he's humoring Yangyang right now.
"You happy?" Renjun grumbles.
Yangyang nods satisfied. "Yep, Info noted."
Renjun looks up at him and threatens Yangyang from the kitchen by holding up one of their knives for him to see and his roommate lifts his hands defensively.
"Kidding! Kidding!"
Renjun lets out an exasperated breath as he puts the knife away and pulls out cake pans instead. "I really don't understand what you gain from asking? Unless you want me to murder you?"
"I was just curious! Mark’s a little too perfect so I was hoping you were gonna say he's secretly horrible in bed or something."
Renjun huffs hearing his reasoning before he throws one of their oven mitts across the room and successfully hits Yangyang in the head.
"Hey!"
"Get my boyfriend off your brain."
"Geez, okay." Yangyang fixes his hair as Renjun is occupied pouring batter into pans.
"Wait a second." Yangyang speaks again like a thought suddenly came to him. "You've only ever dated Mark, right? Did you lose your virginity to him?"
"Yeah?" Renjun is opening the oven and placing the pans onto the rack neatly, closing the door to let them bake.
"And you've never slept with anyone but Mark?"
Renjun raises a brow at him but hums to respond.
"That's kinda…"
"What?" Renjun has already set the oven timer so he joins Yangyang on their couch.
"It's kinda sad don't you think. You've never fucked anyone else, Mark’s your only basis for sex." Yangyang suddenly gasps dramatically like he's discovered something unspeakable. "You could be having bad sex but you just don't know it."
Yangyang leans over as if he's going to give him a hug to comfort him and Renjun scoffs, shoving his friend off.
"Shut up. I think I can tell plenty well if I'm being satisfied or not by my own boyfriend- Jesus." Renjun kicks Yangyang in the leg as a last good measure and Yangyang winces.
"Besides," Renjun grumbles before speaking next. "I'm his first too. We both were and we've always been just fine."
"Oh, huh."
Renjun doesn’t like the way Yangyang's brows furrow.
"Not to sound like a shallow asshole but I feel like that sounds kinda depressing? You two seem like you're practically married and hitched already, but have like no other experiences?"
"I don't think there's anything wrong with that." Renjun mutters a little insecure. He's not necessarily down about the idea of Mark possibly being the one with nothing prior, but it crosses his mind if Mark ever thinks it's boring.
"Okay, I guess some people think it's all romantic and sweet, the concept of high school sweethearts and marrying your first love, but imagine you've been fucking the same person all your life? Sounds lame."
Renjun lets out a disbelieving noise. "You're horrible."
Renjun crosses his arm and rolls back his eyes like he's really offended by the statement but in actuality a huge part of his brain doesn't think it's unreasonable. Some people don't like the idea of the person they've lost their first to being the one they end up with. Dating in high school, people never think it lasts. Before Renjun started dating Mark, he would have been one of those people too but Mark had him changing his mind. If he were honest, even while he and Mark were dating in Renjun’s junior year, a huge part of him thought Mark would end it when he mentioned moving away for college. Renjun may be a dreamer but he knows when to take off the rose tinted lenses he has on the world to see that things don't miraculously work out. Except Mark thinks they do. Mark told Renjun back then that if they could survive the distance for one year they shouldn't break up. They did just that and Renjun ended up going to the same college Mark did. He didn't intend to follow him there, he was lucky his future fit the school. Renjun’s first year he spent it all with Mark and gave Mark his everything.
Some people tell Renjun and Mark they'll hit a rough patch eventually or something will break them, or change their perfect little relationship but Renjun has failed to see anything in their way just yet. What could possibly happen that Renjun wouldn't already see coming.
What Renjun doesn't see, it's Yangyang opening his stupid mouth.
"But if you seriously think about it, you're not getting any variety in your sex that other people might give you." Yangyang tilts his head in thought.
"Wouldn't be surprised if you two had only vanilla sex everyday of your lives."
Renjun squeaks at the comment.
Yangyang turns to him.
They both go silent.
"Oh. Oh dude, no." Yangyang starts.
"Don't." Renjun gets up to walk to the kitchen. He's starting the frosting.
"You're kidding right?!"
Renjun refuses to speak.
"Okay- well it's okay if you tried things and didn't like it. I get it. You're just boring I guess."
Renjun keeps his lips tightly shut. Yangyang watches him and his expression.
"Shit you haven't tried anything have you?"
"Shut up!" Renjun finally spills.
Yangyang is startled by the outburst as Renjun turns red as a tomato. He's moving away to scurry around their dorm kitchen but Yangyang insists on following to be nosy.
"So just a guess here-"
"If you keep going you know I'll kill you in your sleep."
"We both know you're staying over Mark’s tonight."
Renjun groans, grabbing a clean bowl to make frosting and Yangyang sits at the counter across from him.
"My guess- is it just like: penis, hole, in your bedroom- like that's it. No other factors?"
"Why? Why would you think any string or combination of those words would be okay to say out loud?" Renjun smacks his forehead.
"Sounds like I hit a nerve there."
"You hit nothing!" Renjun throws his hands up annoyed. "My sex life is fine! You're gross and annoying! And what if I'm okay with my vanilla sex! Did you think about that?"
Yangyang's eyes go comically wide before he shifts them away, brows raised.
Renjun feels a huge sense of humiliation knowing those words left his mouth. Renjun seriously meant it when he was thinking it over in his head. Their sex is totally fine. It's all fine. Renjun is happy. So nothing is wrong! Renjun and Mark were perfect.
At least he thought they were.
Renjun and Yangyang leave the dorms after Renjun finishes baking his cake for Mark. Renjun is too peeved (and ashamed) to start any real conversation on the walk there so Yangyang takes the liberty to complain about finals he had while Renjun grunts every once in a while to seem like he's listening. In reality he's not. His mind is on his boyfriend.
"Oh." Renjun realizes something when riding up the elevator to Mark's apartment. "Hold this when we head in."
Renjun hands Yangyang the cake box and his roommate reluctantly takes it with a raised brow.
"Mark always tries to hug me immediately when I get into the apartment, I don't want to drop the cake if he does. Just in case."
"Gross."
"Shut up."
Renjun is walking up towards the familiar apartment door where music can be heard playing on the otherside. He pulls out his pair of Mark’s keys to unlock it, pushing it open and gesturing for Yangyang to go in first.
Mark’s apartment isn't huge so the party is small, mostly consisting of Mark’s friends and a handful of Renjun’s that Mark knows too. There's a group standing by Mark’s TV who immediately spots them entering through the hallway and funnily, one person in particular springs up when Renjun can clearly be seen beside Yangyang, closing the door behind him shut.
"Baby, you're here!"
Renjun shimmies off his coat hastily when he notices Mark rushing over to greet him. Mark gets overly excited at the sight of Renjun as if he's been separated from him for months. Yangyang fake gags when Mark gets over to them and immediately picks Renjun up by his waist to spin him. Renjun’s laughter escapes his lips unconsciously and Mark’s steals those little giggles away when he leans in for a kiss.
Renjun and Mark have always been a bit too in love and unashamed for anyone and everyone to see. Mark kisses Renjun like he might swallow him whole on the spot and Renjun let's Mark, gifting his boyfriend with little whines which Mark has always reacted well to, getting him worked up to kiss harder and needier.
Mark’s friend from behind them clears his throat along with a "Dude, people are around."
Mark jumps at the comment, giving Renjun one last desperate lick in his mouth and a kiss on his plush bottom lip before tugging Renjun by his waist to hold and press him against Mark's side. Renjun already knows this will be his assigned spot for the rest of the night.
"Yangyang, hey! Happy holidays, erm- sorry about that." Mark looks over at Renjun's roommate almost like he forgot he was there the second Renjun came into view.
Yangyang takes Mark’s outstretched hand and shakes his head unsurprised. He's used to Mark and Renjun’s antics, Mark does come to their dorm way too often anyway.
After Mark has thoroughly greeted Yangyang he's giving Renjun his attention yet again with wide and excited eyes on the box Yangyang is handing over.
"What's that baby?" If it's even possible for Mark to, he pulls Renjun closer to press his boyfriend into his body, and Renjun smiles up at Mark, planting a kiss on his nose.
"Cake, I baked it for you." Renjun presses another, this time a feather kiss on Mark's lips, unable to resist the cuteness of his curious eyes.
Mark gleams. "Yo- wait really!"
Mark bombards him with questions about it as the two of them head to the kitchen to put it on a proper plate.
"You'll try it in a second! Stop asking if it's good!" Renjun shoves at Mark clinging to his waist as he's cutting his boyfriend a piece.
"I just wanted to know." Mark pouts, jutting out his bottom lip far too much. He knows it makes Renjun weak.
"Stop that." Renjun turns around and narrows his eyes at him. He leans in to get Mark’s pout between his teeth. Mark whimpers when Renjun bites hard but sucks on it after, letting it free and properly kissing Mark afterwards. Mark subtly maneuvers them as they're attached, getting them backed up until Renjun is pressed against his countertop, tilting his head and deepening the kiss. They end up leaving the cake aside, momentarily to be abandoned in favor of making out.
They're lucky everyone is out in the living room next door because Mark starts getting bold, moving one hand below the waist to grope Renjun’s ass as they keep at it, and his other is slipping under Renjun’s t-shirt.
Renjun pushes Mark away softly by his chest once he hears someone mention Mark’s name in the other room.
"Cake. You wanted to try it. We shouldn't take too long." Renjun inhales, face burning red while Mark is still feeling him up. Renjun grabs Mark's wrists to detach them and Mark whines, displeased.
"You're being dramatic." Renjun mutters, moving away from Mark to grab a plate from his cupboard and places it beside the cake box. He's taking the liberty of sliding the red velvet and white cream slice onto the plate for Mark and plucking out a fork from the drawer too.
"Here." Renjun pushes the dish over to Mark, watching his next movements closely. Mark looks down at the dessert before looking back at Renjun and he points at his mouth with a stupid grin on his face.
"No. I'm not feeding you." Renjun rolls his eyes and Mark tugs him closer to him, causing Renjun to laugh.
"Aw, why not?" Mark peppers kisses quickly on Renjun’s cheek and Renjun shoves him away.
"What are you? A baby?"
Mark’s about to open his mouth and Renjun covers it with his hand. He doesn’t want to hear his answer, he already knows it's something horribly lame like "Well, I'm your baby."
Renjun keeps his hand there and Mark frowns. He can feel his boyfriend pouting again. Renjun hates how much he adores his boyfriend.
"Fine, I'll feed you one piece. Now will you stop?" Mark nods and Renjun lets out an exasperated breath, lifting the fork and removing his hand.
Mark opens his mouth, eating the incoming cake. He chews for a second, expression neutral just before it brightens.
"You really made this?!" Renjun laughs at the astonishment in Mark’s eyes.
"Chew it all first, Markie." Renjun wipes his mouth as Mark nods and swallows the cake.
"It's so good. How are you so good at everything you do?" Mark plants a wet kiss on Renjun’s cheek and Renjun squeezes his eyes shut in laughter at the affection.
"Please, you're exaggerating!" Renjun turns to lean his face towards his boyfriend, and Mark meets him in the middle, kissing soft and slow. Renjun lifts his hands to frame both sides of Mark’s face while they kiss, thumbing his cheekbones and tilting his head unconsciously.
Mark and Renjun are so preoccupied they don't notice Xiaojun and Yangyang walk in until a knock on the wall of the kitchen entryway reaches their ears. They pull away just as soon as they hear it, wiping their mouths to stare at the other bodies in the room who are sporting disgusted expressions.
"We were gonna ask if you had another box of beers. But I can see you're busy." Xiaojun grimaces.
Mark awkwardly laughs at the comment, stepping away from Renjun a smidge to peer around the counter. "There’s another box over there behind the table, let me go get it for you guys."
Renjun watches Mark step away to go grab the box of alcohol when he notices Yangyang glaring at him. He’s shaking his head in disappointment like he just caught Renjun doing something horrendously unspeakable when he was in fact just kissing his boyfriend. Renjun squints back.
"Here. There's also other drinks over there if anyone wants, feel free to grab any if these run out. I don't mind." Mark points to where the box was previously so Xiaojun and Yangyang hum in response, heading right back out into the living room.
Renjun thinks maybe that’s his cue to head back out there with everyone else too, maybe let them know about the cake he brought but Mark stops him in his tracks before he can, wrapping a hand around his waist and tugging Renjun close to keep him put.
"Weren't we doing something?" Mark smiles, leaning back in and against Renjun to whisper in his ear and Renjun flushes immediately at the contact of hot air on his skin. He scoffs when Mark’s hand slides under his shirt to touch his bare waist. "You're so much right now. You know that, right?"
Renjun frowns at him and Mark shrugs, continuing his unashamed journey to touch Renjun up and down his slim figure. Mark pulls Renjun even closer, grip firm when he starts kissing Renjun along the column of his neck, nice and slow. Renjun only relents for a second before he lets Mark have his way.
"God, your timing is horrible." Renjun laughs as Mark licks and sucks at a sensitive spot around Renjun’s collarbones.
Mark starts sliding his thigh between Renjun’s legs and Renjun gasps when it rubs up against his jeans. Renjun uses all his will power not to make a sound at the press of Mark’s thigh. It's getting him worked up, positioned like this along with the onslaught of affection on Mark's end. He doesn’t want anyone in the room besides the kitchen to hear.
Mark keeps kissing Renjun, unaware of his boyfriend's internal suffering, doing his best not to move on Mark's leg.
Renjun keeps still for as long as he can, it's only until Mark bites on a part of his neck, Renjun jumps in surprise at the feeling but that causes friction to rub between Mark and his crotch. Renjun can't control what happens next. He lets out an embarrassing sound and simultaneously pops a semi on Mark's thigh.
He wants to die.
Mark seems to notice it immediately, staring down before laughing in disbelief. "Shit, is that my fault?"
Renjun pushes Mark at his chest, annoyed at him but Mark still refuses to move, especially his leg, which Renjun is practically begging to get away from.
"Of course it's your fault you ass!" Renjun hisses. "I'm worked up because of you."
Mark snickers, leaning in to give Renjun a kiss and Renjun huffs, trying to avoid it but to no avail when it's planted on his cheek. "You're so fucking cute."
"Lee, this is not the time!" Renjun tries not to move anymore while gesturing at Mark to back up but Mark doesn't budge.
"Jun, look if it makes you feel better-" Mark grabs one of Renjun’s hands, he guides it over to Mark's pants and places it there below his belt. Renjun’s hand is now cupping onto Mark through his jeans.
Renjun instantly feels like his face is going to burst into flames. "Shit, you're hard. Mark what the fuck? Couldn't you have picked any better time to be horny?"
Renjun really wants to be mad but it's difficult when his hand is still feeling Mark’s stiff dick through his pants. It'd be a lie to say Renjun isn't slightly enticed by the thought of his boyfriend easily turned on by just the subtle touches and kissing.
"It's impossible when you're just so cute." Mark sighs as Renjun’s hand unconsciously moves against Mark's hard-on in his jeans.
"Mark- we can't go back out there like this." His boyfriend lets out an almost inaudible moan in his ear and it gets Renjun even more restless in his pants. He's given up on refraining himself from moving. Renjun’s hips go from faint shifting to shamelessly grinding up against Mark’s thigh to get some semblance of relief and the feeling makes Renjun suddenly crave the idea of Mark undressed and on him.
Renjun rides on Mark's thigh, too out of it to care anymore while rubbing Mark’s cock through the denim.
"Fuck, Jun. We're going to my room-" Mark lifts Renjun as best as he can by his waist which causes Renjun to let out a small yelp from suddenly being carried.
"We can't!" Renjun furiously whispers as Mark hurries them through the hall, hoping no one is there to notice them.
"Would you rather we keep doing what we were doing in the kitchen?" Mark finally gets them alone, inside the bedroom, locking the door behind them, sitting Renjun on his sheets and hovering over him. "As if you weren't the one feeling me up and humping my leg."
Renjun gets terribly red. He's about to argue but Mark latches onto him yet again, successfully shutting him up. Renjun gives in way too easily for being mad, letting Mark kiss him senseless and sucking on his tongue.
"Do you want to fuck Jun, because if you don't we can just go back out there like this." Mark mutters the words against Renjun’s lips. He's starting to think really hard about what predicament they're in.
Renjun is horribly turned on to the point of no return, it'd be maddening if he even tried to pretend all night that he doesn't want Mark. But there is the huge fact, Mark is hosting this party. Renjun, being his boyfriend, by extension is kind of responsible for it too. The two of them being gone to fuck in another room is really not helping them look good, they're horrible party throwers. They should be in the living room having small talk, not having horribly timed sex. He's contemplating in his head going back now unsatisfied or re-entering as soon as they relieve themselves. Renjun figures the better option. There's no turning back their hard dicks now.
"We can fuck." Renjun pants in between Mark’s mouth.
Mark instinctively grins, diving in more to get rougher with Renjun but his efforts are put on hold when Renjun turns away from him.
"30 minutes." Renjun presses his hands against Mark's chest to get him out of his space. "You have 30 minutes so you better hurry."
Mark arches his brow. "Come on baby, you can't put a timer on sex."
Renjun squints, pushing his boyfriend aside to pluck his phone out of his pocket, hitting on the clock app. He turns it over to hold up the screen with 30 on the countdown.
"Well, I just did. You either cum before this hits zero or I'll leave you blue balled for the rest of the night."
Mark scoffs, leaning over top Renjun to lightly push him onto his bed sheets.
"You're no fun Jun." Mark positions himself to straddle over Renjun’s legs before he starts fiddling with Renjun’s belt loop, untucking the fabric of his tee out of his jeans and lifting it up to expose the span of soft skin.
Mark’s fingers trace Renjun’s stomach. There's still remnants of Mark’s work from the night before, or the night before that or even the night before that. It'd be impossible to keep track of which bruise made by him is more recent or not.
"Don't get distracted." Renjun reminds his boyfriend because Mark tends to get caught up in the little things. Sex with him sometimes is strenuously and long because Mark likes to savor all of Renjun like he'll never get to lay his hands on him ever again (when in reality he has his hands on him more often than not, 24/7). The sentiment is sweet and all but Renjun rather not spend 50 years waiting to get off. Especially not now when they have a party to get back to.
Renjun rushes Mark’s fingers on Renjun’s pant's button, shooing Mark away from him to shimmy off his pants and underwear himself. Renjun afterward lays back down right in the middle of Mark’s comforter and tosses his bottoms aside onto Mark’s floor. He's sprawled out, spreading open his thighs, pliant and waiting.
Mark grins at the sight of Renjun, like someone's just laid out an entire 4-course meal right before his eyes.
"I'll never get over the sight of you like this. Fuck." Mark mutters breathless, reaching quickly for the bottle he keeps out on the bedside table.
Mark isn't subtle at all given by the way he rushes to get the cap open and is messily squeezing the lube out to coat all over his fingers. Renjun grimaces at the thought of Mark preping him hastily with needy hands and cold lube. He knows Mark won't bother to warm it up between his fingers now, but he's the only one to blame when he told Mark to hurry in the first place. Despite the mental reminders to ready himself Renjun still gasps loudly at the initial sensation of two cold fingers pressing slowly against his rim, forcing itself past the tense muscle and inside him. Mark tests the way Renjun’s body gives to his fingers, a back and forth motion of in and out. When Mark curls them into Renjun a certain way while his lips are etched on a part of his boyfriend's thigh to suckle and bite, Renjun embarrassingly mewls at all the stimulation.
"Cute." Mark unlatches to laugh, bringing his focus back, honing in on using his one hand to pump inside Renjun while the other is pressing the backside of his right thigh. Renjun squeezes his eye's shut; he's still adjusting to the feeling.
"Shut up, stupid." Renjun huffs and Mark rolls his eyes like he's not casually fingering Renjun right now.
"You know I could stop? Leave you here like this? You're probably more worked up than I am, hm?" Mark slips in a third finger, picking up his pace and Renjun whimpers.
"Y-you, you wouldn't dare." Renjun whines. "You love me too much. You'd think about fucking me all night if you don't get to do it now. I know you Mark."
Renjun can still argue back far too well even when his brain is on the cusp of turning into mush. Mark seems to get quiet, but his pace doesn't falter until he sits up on his knees.
Renjun frowns momentarily, feeling empty, his hole clenching and unclenching onto nothing as Mark’s fingers slide out. He's disappointed to say the least but his soreness to be full again isn't drawn out long when he realizes Mark is slipping off his ripped jeans and briefs.
The sight of Mark undressed in nothing but the loose tee he's wearing, hanging off his shoulders makes Renjun’s stomach heat. The blood in his body rushes and his guts churn; he knows very well what comes next. Mark is messily rubbing lube to cover the surface of his dick, he positions himself over top Renjun, hovering and leaning down to plant a wet kiss on his lips.
Renjun moans needily into Mark’s open mouth kisses, hands finding their way to hold Mark’s cheek and tangle in his hair.
Renjun presses his tongue onto the roof of Mark’s mouth and at the same exact moment Renjun feels Mark forcing a hand underneath his waist. Renjun lifts his hips for him and Mark slips his hand there, spreading it over the small of his back before he slides it down, intending to grope and knead at Renjun's ass just before guiding it up to Mark's own hips.
There's a sudden thick pressure pushing against his rim. Renjun anticipates it, even welcomes it but it's prodding slow, agonizingly slow to fill him and press against his walls. It feels as though several minutes could have passed the way Renjun is getting full at a snail's pace. He is going to kill his boyfriend.
"Lee." Renjun growls low. "I swear to god."
"What?" Mark whispers. "Do you want me to pull out? Do you not want it anymore, baby?"
Renjun’s body reacts immediately when Mark easily slides out about half his length. After waiting so patiently for Mark to be encapsulated by all of him, so much is gone in mere seconds.
Renjun tugs at Mark's hair with a disgruntled noise. "Mark! Stop!"
Mark laughs, unable to take any of Renjun’s distress seriously.
"You're so cute." Mark’s words are muddled, pressing his face into Renjun’s neck as he uses his hand still squeezing at Renjun's ass to lift him higher.
Renjun gasps at his hips being forced up, Mark sinks so much in, so fast, it gives Renjun whiplash. He unconsciously buckles his hips at the sensation and Mark seems to enjoy the reaction, snickering at the desperate motion. Renjun at this point is shameless, he's determined on trying to get his hips to rock back and forth against Mark's but Mark teasingly pulls away with every one of Renjun’s attempts to get closer and get Mark deeper.
"Jun, I don't know what you want if you don't tell me sweetheart?"
"Fuck you." Renjun tries once more, pushing his hips up and Mark still denies him.
"Just say what you want Jun. It'll go much faster if you do." Mark whispers against Renjun’s earlobe right as he gets part of the flesh there between his teeth to bite.
Renjun can't contain his need for Mark anymore. He hates when Mark plays this game.
"Markie please, just fuck me." Renjun whines so desperate and small. "Please."
Renjun’s fingers dig into Mark’s back as Renjun feels Mark’s lips against his skin curve into a smile.
"Anything for you Jun."
His boyfriend plants a quick kiss on Renjun’s neck and then he shifts. Mark doesn’t warn him. Renjun is left to fend for himself when Mark, without hesitation, slams his hips far too quickly against Renjun’s ass hitting his prostate dead on. It's overwhelming to the point Renjun wants to scream. He bites down so hard on his lip to keep the sound in his throat contained that he swears he might have drawn blood.
Mark isn't apologetic at all about the 180 of slow and teasing to ramming so hard and fast into Renjun now, he just might start seeing nothing but colors. The motions are so easy, a seamless pulling of in and out against tight muscle. It's as if Renjun was made for Mark in this way. Renjun almost wonders if his body reacts and gives in so well because of how many nights he spent underneath Mark, him loving Renjun and Renjun loving him just the same. The nights they spent taking and wanting from one another, all until they're falling apart onto the sheets and there's nothing left of either of them.
Renjun shuts his eyes, trying to ingrain the feeling and moment into his head permanently. It's undoubtedly all bliss, utter bliss. Renjun doesn’t think he'll ever not climb the high he does when Mark fucks him just like this.
What also gets Renjun worked up is listening to it all. The noises in the room are obscene. The slick sound of Mark’s cock sliding in and out of Renjun, the contact of skin slapping against skin and the way Mark’s heavy breathes and Renjun’s muffled whines fill the air.
Renjun doesn’t think he'll last much longer like this, but it seems neither will Mark.
Mark’s heavy motions become sloppy, too rough and hurried. Renjun especially lets out a sob at one thrust Mark gives that hurts with the way he slams back in.
"I'm so- close. I'm close." Mark’s words come out slurred and hushed with his mouth pressed against Renjun’s jaw. He peppers wet kisses there as he moves impossibly faster and desperate to reach his climax.
"Ah- Mark-" Renjun’s voice breaks after getting the sound of his name out. "Fill me up baby, please."
Mark doesn’t make Renjun wait long with that request. Renjun breath hitches the second he feels it. Mark is riding out his orgasm and Renjun shuts his eyes to the sensation of Mark’s hips rocking until his entire being drains.
Renjun knows Mark has finished the minute Mark’s hips slow their pace. He's unmoving, catching his breath, falling limp onto Renjun’s chest, face buried into his neck before he pulls out completely. Cum is dribbling off the head of his cock and some of it out of Renjun’s rim and onto Mark’s sheets. They'll have to clean those before bed after everyone leaves later tonight.
Mark stares at him. Eye's raking over all of his boyfriend's body, chest rising and falling, wrecked and breath heavy. It's like he's admiring his handiwork.
"You're so pretty like this." Mark smiles soft and fond. "You're perfect."
Renjun is still trying to recover from it all so he doesn't get to properly react to the words. Instead Renjun is turning his red face away, embarrassed how awestruck Mark sounds.
"Ah, wait. Here baby." Mark mutters tiredly when he notices. He leans over Renjun’s center and pushes apart his thighs once more. He reaches one hand to hold Renjun’s still hard dick at the base while the other squeezes at his thigh and Mark’s lips wrap around the head of his cock without a second thought.
Renjun might've screamed if they were home alone but he clamps his hand on his mouth the moment Mark swallows inches of his length with ease while using his hand to pump the base of him. Renjun is already so close so it doesn't take him long to come with one or two pumps. Mark looks satisfied when Renjun finishes in Mark’s mouth. He swallows with his lips still wrapped around Renjun, letting his tongue slide back-and-forth lazily on the underside of his cock before he pulls away.
"'Is that good, baby?" Mark grins, wiping his mouth in a daze at Renjun on the bed who's doing his best to crane his neck up to stare back.
Renjun is completely fucked out beyond compare. He nods breathless. "So good."
"Great." Mark grins, sitting up and stretching out his limbs to lay beside him. Mark shimmies an arm from behind and under Renjun’s body while one drapes over his waist to hold him close, cuddling into his back.
"What's our time?" Mark mutters with a hoarse voice.
Renjun reaches to grab his phone he tossed aside previously and clicks open the screen.
"Huh, 27 minutes." Renjun is pleasantly surprised.
"Nice." Mark preens. "Maybe next time we should see if we can fit more than one-"
Renjun elbows Mark, earning a "Ow! Fuck."
"Put your pants on, you're still hosting a party."
"And you were?"
Renjun maneuvers around the group playing beer pong in the living room to meet Yangyang on the couch.
"Just- Bathroom."
"Uh huh." Xiaojun, sitting beside Yangyang, shares a look with him.
"The single bathroom Mark has in his apartment? The one Hendery just used five minutes ago?"
"Didn't notice you in there." Hendery shakes his head with a perplexed expression.
They all know Renjun was not using the bathroom.
It's hitting 2am when finally, the last of their guests head out of Mark's apartment. That being Xiaojun carrying out a tipsy Yangyang against his will.
Mark laughs watching the two fall over in the entryway and Xiaojun cusses, kicking Yangyang to get up. Renjun sneers seeing them have a hard time.
Yangyang eventually stands with the help of Mark, muttering out a "Thanks dude." before trying to plant a kiss on Mark's cheek which causes Mark to cringe, almost dropping him in the process.
"Oh shit, Renjun will kill me." Yangyang fumbles and Renjun raises his brow with an amused grin.
"Good thing he still knows even when he's drunk." Renjun goes back to cleaning up littered bottles on Mark's coffee table as the sober pair keep trying to get Yangyang to move.
"Dude, come on. Xiaojun is gonna take you. Let go of me." Mark’s laugh is strained in his throat as he's pushing Yangyang off.
Yangyang finally leans his weight onto Xiaojun to everyone's relief.
"See you guys." Yangyang says slurred. He giggles momentarily as Xiaojun tells him to shove on his shoes, it's like he remembered something funny.
"Have fun with your, vanilla sex." He whispers the last part like it's a dirty little secret not intended for anyone to hear but instead everyone hears it. Especially Renjun who looks at Yangyang mortified.
"What?" Mark fumbles. Xiaojun looks back at Mark just as lost as him before he smacks Yangyang to shut up.
"Y'know- Renjun said- you guys have boring sex."
Mark’s eyes go wide at the words, looking between him and Renjun.
Renjun stops cleaning to look up towards everyone else in the room staring at him with the color draining from his face.
"Mark, I- I never said that!" He turns to his boyfriend and Mark’s expression is unreadable.
Xiaojun looks extremely uncomfortable to be there, shoving on his shoes faster and placing a hand on Yangyang's mouth to not make anything worse.
"We'll be going! See you guys in classes after break- bye!" Xiaojun fiddles with their front door, scurrying Yangyang and himself outside before slamming it behind him.
Mark and Renjun are left staring at each other from across the room.
"What he said- I never said any of that!" Renjun walks over to meet Mark and his boyfriend's expression looks slightly off but he still welcomes Renjun to come closer to him, opening his arms.
"It was dumb- he just mentioned you while I was making your cake- he asked about our sex life, which was gross and he assumed things…" Renjun mutters, wrapping his arms around Mark's middle who takes him in a hug.
"So erm-" Mark looks down at him, a bit embarrassed to ask. "Our sex is fine?"
"Yes! God- It's good! In fact, great! It always is!" Renjun’s face is awfully warm insisting their sex is far from 'just fine'.
"So earlier-"
"Amazing. Our timing was a little less desirable but you're always good to me." Renjun looks up at Mark who looks down at him with a tilt in his head.
"That's reassuring." Mark smiles small and Renjun leans up to kiss him.
"You always take care of me." Renjun pouts. Mark squeezes him tighter around his waist, pulling him close.
"I try…" Mark mutters into the crown of Renjun's head to leave a kiss there after. "But Jun, if you ever feel unsatisfied, you know you can tell me…"
"Mark, I'm satisfied." Renjun frowns and Mark stares at the expression fondly before planting a kiss on his forehead.
"I just wanted to be sure."
Renjun nods over and over again, pressing his face into Mark’s neck to leave kisses. Mark makes him feel good, physically and emotionally. He's never felt more loved until he started dating Mark. How could he ever be unsatisfied?
Renjun can't help but have his mind unsettled by the thoughts and questions his conscience is asking him. Of course what they have is enough. He never second guessed this before, so why now? Is it because someone brought it to the forefront of his mind? Would Renjun ever have these doubts if someone didn't point out what he and Mark have?
Renjun lets out a sigh, too lost in his head.
"Jun?"
Renjun turns around from brushing his teeth to look at Mark through the doorway of the bathroom, across the hall and into Mark's room. He's walking around in only a pair of briefs and nothing else. Renjun normally would consider doing something about this arrangement but his brain feels like it's running a hundred thoughts all at once. He's surprisingly not in the mood.
"Yeah?" Renjun calls back after finishing up.
"Something wrong, love?" Mark questions while he moves around the room, looking for his phone.
Renjun closes the bathroom door behind him, then Mark's bedroom door, to enter and witness Mark scratching at his scalp in confusion. Renjun notices his boyfriend's iPhone tucked under the pillow of his bed so he points and Mark lights up when he notices.
"I'm fine, baby." Renjun walks over to plug his phone in to charge before climbing onto the bed. Mark follows after to get under the comforter with him. His arm and body instinctively reach until they find Renjun to cuddle him.
Renjun moves comfortably against Mark's arms that try to wrap him up, preparing to be held as they sleep for the night.
"You sure?" Mark hooks his chin over Renjun’s shoulder.
"Mhm." He hums but Mark doesn't seem convinced.
"So. You're like, most definitely 100% good. Nothing wrong. Everything is perfect. The current state of your happiness is exponential and you couldn't be better-" Renjun pinches skin on the arm over his torso and Mark squeaks.
"You're so annoying. You know that right?"
Mark nuzzles his face into the exposed skin on Renjun’s shoulder blade, leaving kisses there and Renjun squirms. "Yeah but you love me."
Renjun huffs, shifting to plant a kiss somewhere on Mark's cheek. "Reluctantly, I do."
Mark responds with a muffled grunt, lips still latched to Renjun's skin before stopping to properly answer.
"What's on your mind?"
Renjun blows air through his nostrils.
"Come on. I know there's something. Please tell me, Renjunnie~" Mark draws out the plea in the high whiny voice he loves to use on Renjun. Other people find it unbearably annoying while Renjun on the other hand is awfully endeared to give in when his boyfriend utilizes it.
Renjun dramatically huffs one or two times before he shifts in his comfortable spot in Mark’s arms to sit up.
"It's stupid." Renjun musters. Not very elaborate but they're getting somewhere. Mark is used to playing the guessing game anyway.
"It's not stupid if it bothers you." Mark sits up beside Renjun to lean against the bed frame, draping an arm over Renjun’s neck to squeeze his shoulder.
It's way too embarrassing to explain. Is more like it.
How does Renjun tell Mark he maybe wants more out of their sex without having it sound like he isn't already pleased with it.
That sounds confusing. Renjun groans while Mark stares puzzled.
Renjun and Mark don't really talk about sex. It's more of an in the moment thing, a flirting teasing topic when they're horny or affectionate but taboo otherwise. Renjun is probably too old to be embarrassed about avoiding the conversation, especially considering how active they are. Mark and Renjun barely brought the topic up even around their first time, it just kinda happened. They consented, Renjun told Mark what he wanted and vice versa. They fumbled up and teased each other a lot back then but it was nothing emotionally vulnerable or ground breaking, at least not outright, in Renjun’s heart it was. Mark and Renjun don't verbally maneuver throughout their sex qualms, they figure it out with physical signs. Sex in Renjun’s head shouldn't be a big deal, it's just pleasure. Maybe that's the imperfect thing about them. They talk all their problems out, whether it be an argument that feels practically earth shattering or a measly mundane disagreement, they talk. So why don't they talk about whatever this is.
"We don't talk about sex." Renjun finally blurts out.
As expected the air in the room shifts. It's awkward.
"Oh."
Renjun wants to smack his forehead at the response out of his boyfriend's mouth. Mark probably thought nothing was wrong in that area of their life if he responded like that. He shouldn't have said anything, it was weird to bring it up to begin with. Renjun wants to bury himself deep into the covers of Mark’s bed and never see the light of day again.
"It's stupid, I told you- Sorry-"
"Hey, I didn't say that." Mark stops Renjun from dismissing the whole thing, squeezing him closer with reassurance. "Whatever is on your mind then I'm listening, seriously."
Renjun mumbles and Mark responds by kissing the crown of his head. Mark is always annoyingly understanding and patient with him.
"Just- is it weird we don't talk about it? Is it unhealthy? Do we have a healthy sex life? I guess it'd be fine if it didn't bother either of us, which it didn't bother me at least- maybe up until now? I love sleeping with you and maybe you're a little too much sometimes, like today for example but I'm just as bad since I agreed to it. It didn't really cross my mind that we really don't talk about this but Yangyang kept emphasizing I'm going to enjoy vanilla sex with the same person for the rest of my life and I don't know- I just couldn't stand it! There's nothing wrong with that! Just because we have vanilla sex doesn't mean its bad sex? You like sleeping with me, right?"
Renjun finally stops, sucking in air like he's winded which he partly is after letting out that spiel and turns to his boyfriend.
"Uh…" Mark blinks his eyes open wider. "Yes?"
"Yes to which part?"
"Erm." Mark scratches his head. "If I like sleeping with you? That's definitely a yes."
Renjun asked the question but now he can't help and get a dark color creeping into his cheeks, especially seeing Mark's nonchalant smile. Renjun ends up elbowing Mark, still pressed up against him.
"Is that all you heard me say?!"
"No!" Mark rubs a hand on the sore spot of his gut. "You want to talk more about our sex, right? I wasn't trying to be insensitive but you said a lot- I'm trying to process it all…"
Renjun turns to him, frowning, and crossing his arms. Mark sighs knowing he's waiting for a serious answer.
"Jun, for me personally, I'm not against us talking about sex. If you want to talk about it more, we can. Like I said earlier too, if you're unsatisfied we can talk about that especially, I just want you to be happy."
"I'm not unsatisfied, that's the thing! It's just-" Renjun catches himself before he blurts it out.
"What?" Mark's voice softens, he leans over to get a better look at Renjun's features.
"What if we don't really know? Like- you could think you're satisfied but we've never slept with anyone else but each other. What if you could have something or someone a lot better but you don't know because all you have is me…" Renjun whispers the last part hesitantly, scared to voice the thought into reality. The fact could be, maybe it's crossed Mark’s mind before or finally hearing Renjun say it, now Mark could realize he wants to try that. Be with someone else.
"Jun, no." Mark is quick to squash the idea. "I don't want anyone but you. I've been in love with you for years, even before we dated, I've never entertained the idea of sleeping with anyone else. Yeah, I could possibly sleep with someone and maybe I could get sex that is physically more fulfilling but it doesn't matter if it's not you! Sleeping with you is personal and means something, I like feeling like I can make you feel good, it's another way of showing you that I love you."
Renjun flutters his eyes shut in embarrassment of his insecurities as Mark elaborates. "I guess that's true…"
"I understand if you're worried about me but I'm okay. I mean it." Mark rubs circles into Renjun’s back slowly and Renjun sighs to the motions.
"Jun, if you're curious… I mean, If you really want to sleep with someone else instead, just to know, I'm not super opposed-"
"No!" Renjun fumbles. "I don't want to have sex with anyone but you!"
Mark initially looks surprised before letting out a relieved huff. Renjun figures Mark doesn’t actually like the idea of someone else sleeping with Renjun but it warms his heart knowing Mark is open enough for his sake.
"I don't think my problem lies so much with whether other people would suit us better."
Renjun sits up from his spot beside Mark to position himself across and facing his boyfriend instead.
"Maybe it's the idea that our sex could get boring, it's very routine like? It's almost every other day, usually at the same time, same place and in the same positions."
"So… you want to do something different?" Mark tilts his head.
"Yes. Well, kind of." Renjun mumbles with his eyes closed, pondering the thought. "We've done things that are different but I'm saying more things? Not like small or subtle changes, but a bit more drastic… just to try! Figure out if we like something…"
Renjun gets too red to elaborate. He's hoping his boyfriend catches on so he doesn't have to get into the details. He's relieved when Mark’s mouth finally goes into a 'o' shape.
"I see…" Mark fumbles.
"Yeah…" Renjun clears his throat. "Has it ever crossed your mind?"
Renjun peers through his lashes, up at his boyfriend. Mark fiddles with his fingers, his lips are pressed shut and thin.
Mark looks reluctant to say something but ultimately he shakes his head.
"You're sure?" Renjun knows his boyfriend so he knows when he lies. What Renjun didn't expect is that there must have been something already there in Mark’s head.
"I'll think about it more." Mark smiles sheepishly and Renjun can't help but pout. Mark laughs small at his expression, leaning close to give him a kiss on his jutting lip.
"I'll tell you when I'm ready, I promise."
"This is an interesting way to go about it." Jeno from his psych class mutters.
Renjun recently decided to start eating lunch with him after their Wednesday classes this new semester. They weren't terribly close but neither strangers either. Maybe they needed one thing to push the boundary of moderately-close friends to 'we are close now but with some reluctance' friends. Renjun thinks today, he's definitely triggered that little 'thing'.
Renjun is seated beside Jeno with a gel ballpoint pen in one hand and an egg sandwich in the other, scribbling a list. A list of well-
"Kinks or Activities to try in the Bedroom." Jeno reads outloud with a snort.
Renjun squeaks, dropping his pen to cover Jeno’s mouth which his classmate doesn't seem to appreciate, attempting to push the incoming hand.
"Don't say it outloud!" Renjun furiously whispers as the both of them weakly slap each other away.
"You're the one writing the list out in the open. Besides, no one is listening anyway!" Jeno gestures to people sitting around the quad minding their business. Renjun looks around but still lets out an annoyed sound from his throat, picking up his notebook protectively to hide from Jeno’s prying eyes.
Reality is, Renjun did kind of explain his situation to him and partly against Jeno’s will, (He asked Renjun what was wrong and he got more than he bargained for with the answer.) but it's still embarrassing if Jeno goes around doing stuff like that.
"So is jotting your list down like that actually helping?" Jeno sips on his can of sparkling water, a little intrigued by Renjun’s labored writing, like he's taking lecture notes.
"Yes, it is actually." Renjun picks up his pen again after one last bite of his sandwich. "It's not an extensive list. Definitely doesn't have every imaginable- um…"
"Kink." Jeno finishes.
Renjun grumbles. "Yeah, that… but- it's just a select few."
Jeno stares with one raised brow and nods for Renjun to continue.
"I'm not sure I want anything too much. So crossing off the involvement of extreme harm, not too keen on things too elaborate or costly as well. I can't act either and neither can Mark, so serious role-playing is out of the question…" Renjun presses the end of his pen against his chin, pushing until it clicks. He looks over at Jeno who's pulled out a bag of candy.
"Do you think I'm being picky?"
"I hope you know this is very weird for me." Jeno mutters while he shoves a pair of gummy worms in his mouth. "But if you ask me, I think you should start small. I caught a glimpse at your notes-"
Jeno tries not to make too much eye contact with his next sentence. "You might be a bit in over your head. You can't meticulously plan things that well."
Renjun flushes, glancing away and pulling the notebook tighter to his chest. "Well, I know that…"
Jeno scratches his head, at a loss of what to say. "I definitely think you should be showing your boyfriend this list and not me, if that helps."
Renjun huffs and Jeno shrugs.
Then, as if the universe hears Jeno’s suggestion, Renjun's phone in his back pocket vibrates.
Markie <3: hey babe
Markie <3: you free right now?
Markie <3: there's something I want to talk about
Renjun blinks momentarily, immediately flinching before dialing Mark’s number.
Renjun doesn't really take the phrase: I want to talk, nonchalantly in his brain. It only worries him.
Jeno watches confused and Renjun nudges him on his way to shrug on his backpack while getting off his butt. "Boyfriend. Call."
Renjun presses the phone to his cheek and scurries off the quad before Jeno even gets a chance to respond.
Renjun waits for Mark to pick up the line as he's walking at a nervous pace.
There's silence and beat when the ringing tone stops.
"Hello?"
Mark’s back is pressed up against some nook and shelf in their university's library and Renjun is huddled beside him. Not the best place to have a conversation but contrary to popular belief their library was actually buzzing with chatter and college staff failed long ago to control that.
Renjun and Mark were inches apart anyway, a low mutter could do the trick and get what they needed across their shared space just fine.
So Renjun listens patiently for his boyfriend.
The thing Mark wanted to tell Renjun was not something he expected.
"If you don't like the idea that's totally fine too- I wasn't expecting you to exactly say 'yes'. It's just an idea I thought about, y'know…" Mark’s knee bumps Renjun as he tries to play off his own embarrassment. Renjun sees the tenseness, the awkward body language. It must have taken Mark quite a bit to work up the courage to tell him about this.
It's not something Renjun imagined would be in their ballpark, though he's playing out the scenario in his head. The good and the bad.
"Where?" Renjun picks at a loose thread on his jeans, blushing at the prospect of momentarily indulging in Mark’s suggestion.
"W-what?" Mark sputtered.
"I assume you had somewhere in mind?" Renjun blinks at him. "Unless, you don't?"
Mark looks half ashamed, half bewildered they're even having this conversation.
"There's a place on campus I was considering." Mark whispers.
Renjun swallows the nervous lump in his throat.
The first thing Mark blurted out the minute Renjun sat down to join Mark in the library: He wanted to try having sex but not in either of their bedrooms. The thought sat easy in Renjun’s brain at first, "Like a hotel or somewhere else in the apartment?". His boyfriend's expression instantly sunk at the realization he had to explain himself.
Renjun’s red-faced, buried in his knees now that he has all the pieces to the equation. Mark wants to do something that's a little less convenient than anything Renjun imagined they'd do that was beginner friendly on his sizable list. Not exactly sure if this is what Jeno would consider a 'start out small.'
"We don't have to Jun. I can think something else up."
"I'm not against it, baby." Renjun shifts his head on his knees to get a better glimpse of Mark. Mark nods at the answer, squirming in his seat.
"Can I ask," Renjun lifts a shoulder to bump Mark’s. "What makes you keen on the idea?"
Mark scratches his cheek, searching for an answer but Renjun thinks Mark already knows it with the way the tips of his ear get red.
"Please don't hit me." Mark prefaces, and Renjun frowns. "The idea of you specifically, in that situation is…" Mark’s lips look lopsided, like he's concealing a smile with the way only one side of his lips quirks. "In all honesty I don't imagine you'd be able to keep quiet, which is probably a bad thing if anyone could walk in on us at any moment, but that's the weird thing, that kinda turns me on?"
Renjun’s mouth naturally falls open just a smidge, gaping at the confession.
"You don't think I could stay quiet?" Renjun frowns. He's choosing to put aside some info of Mark’s confession for later in favor of the specific part that sets him off.
Renjun isn't that loud in bed. He thinks.
"Baby." Mark laughs at the squinted look he's given. "You're terrible at staying quiet when we have sex. I like that about you, it's extremely cute how loud you are but getting you to be silent for even a minute while you're getting fucked is pretty much an impossible feat."
"What?" Renjun hisses and Mark seems to smirk at the way Renjun’s posture straightens and chest puffs.
"For your information, I could be quiet if I wanted to."
"Uh huh, sure you can."
"I'm only loud because you like it so much! I wouldn't be loud otherwise."
Mark snorts at that and Renjun scoffs in disbelief.
"Watch Lee," Renjun gets up off the library carpet and Mark looks up a bit startled by the sudden movement. "Pick anywhere, any time, I want to do it. We can have sex any place imaginable and you won't get a peep out of me. I'll bet you dinner on it."
Mark grins at the prospect. "Dinner? Like, my choice? Really?"
Renjun and Mark’s dynamic is a little simple in the fact that Renjun has his way with their shared dining choices, always, so these are high stakes in their book.
"Yep. Get ready, because that really expensive hot pot place is opening downtown this week."
Mark raises his brow, enticed by the attitude of his little boyfriend's demeanor. "Great, so I know we're not going there when you lose."
"Whatever. " Renjun crosses his arms, nose to the air. "You sound more like a huge loser to me."
"Ouch." Mark breathes and Renjun turns on his heel. He wants to be the last one to get a jab in. Besides, he has a theater class to get to in 30 minutes.
"No goodbye kiss?" Mark calls out on the cusp of a laugh but Renjun huffs, loud enough for him to hear, already strutting out of the library doors.
There's one thing Renjun isn't and that's a loser.
It's Monday and Renjun is getting out of his second to last class of the day before he has to go to his studio class tonight. He's currently thinking, if he heads back to his dorm now, it's possible to get at least two hours of sleep before he has to trudge over to another building. The long walk through the main lecture halls to his dorm is usually a pain but when Chenle accompanies him the whole 45 minutes there, then it's bearable. It’s easy to shut his brain off while Chenle rambles, it kills the time, making it feel like his face's collision with his bed is not far off.
"Hey, Renjun."
Renjun bobs his head at the break in his immersion of his daydream consisting of his comfortable cotton sheets and stuffed animals on his bed. Chenle points behind them.
"Isn't that your boyfriend?"
Renjun turns the full 180 degrees. Low and behold it's that tuft of dark hair bouncing on his forehead due to the little jog walk he's doing in their direction.
"Mark?"
His boyfriend closes the distance between them pretty quickly. He's reaching out to hold Renjun’s waist when he gets close, the natural resting place for Mark’s hand since the day they started dating.
"Glad I caught up to you." Mark sounds breathless. Renjun isn't sure what he's doing here considering he's got a 4:30 pm class in 20 minutes.
"Canceled." Mark elaborates, leaning down to peck Renjun’s lips softly. "Do you mind if I steal him?"
Chenle looks at Renjun who shrugs so Chenle responds with a "Sure." and a lazy wave as he continues his walk to the dorms alone.
"You look very cute today." Mark hums against Renjun’s cheek once his friend is gone, pressing a soft kiss or two on the roundest part.
"Thank you?" Renjun accepts it, but isn't entirely sure what's going on. "Do you need me?"
"Mhm." Mark mutters, lips still pressed to Renjun before one final kiss. "I need help with moving things around for my professor, if you could?"
"Me?" Renjun frowns. "You want me to help you move things?"
Renjun isn't exactly the first person people go to for physical labor like lifting heavy objects. Not that he's incapable but Renjun prefers not to do that type of thing if he doesn't have to or he'll take any opportunity to get out of it. Mark usually doesn't make Renjun lift a finger for these types of situations if Mark is capable of doing it for him instead.
"It's not a lot, small stuff." Mark hums, taking one of Renjun’s hands to squeeze, gently thumbing his skin.
Renjun can't put a finger on it but something seems off about the offer. Not to mention the sweet affections. Mark is clingy on a normal basis but this is a suspicious sweetness he isn't accustomed to.
"Okay, where?" Renjun bites. He decides following along couldn't possibly do any harm, especially with someone like Mark.
Mark grins, tugging Renjun to trail behind while asking casual questions about Renjun’s day.
It's normal for him to be attentive about this stuff so nothing too weird so far but Renjun is still weary. There's definitely something up.
They eventually come to a stop. The journey to where Mark has led them wasn't long but this part of the lecture building was mostly unfamiliar to Renjun. A lot of the class that took place here were more on the literature and creative writing side, which made sense considering Mark’s interest in comparison to Renjun.
Mark enters the small lecture room and ushers Renjun in after.
"In there." Mark points towards the back of the room. There's a hand on Renjun’s back as he guides him into what Renjun assumes is a place for storage.
Once the door pushes open slowly, Mark reaches around the wall for the lights. There's a sound of a 'click' and Renjun squints at the flickering of the bulb before completing walking in, Mark follows behind and shuts the door.
The room isn't actually as small as Renjun imagined from the outside. There's walls of shelves, at least five towers of boxes but still a decent amount of walking space for the two of them. What interests Renjun is that there's a small table within the room, like a mini workspace, flushed against the wall. What hangs above that is a huge window that runs across the span, displaying a view into the lecture room. It's weird though, why doesn't Renjun remember seeing that window?
"Something wrong?" Mark asks softly, a hand still attached to Renjun's back and rubbing circles.
Renjun peers up at Mark, looking between him and the window. "Is this window on the other side too?"
Mark’s hand on Renjun’s back seems to tense. Renjun raises a brow.
"Here." Mark mutters, urging Renjun to look back outside the storage room.
Renjun peeks out his head and there he sees it, it's a foggy looking window, not quite ideal to see through and pretty reflective. Renjun swears it didn't look like that initially when he came in. Mark must have noticed Renjun’s confusion because he laughs; it's so small Renjun almost misses it.
"I'll show you something." Mark leans out the door along with him, arm around Renjun’s body, looking over his shoulder.
Renjun waits for whatever he's supposed to be looking for and that's when he hears that same 'click' of the lights from earlier. Renjun realizes Mark flickered them off and the glassy window is suddenly as clear as day, a mirror. Renjun springs up, realizing something. He shifts around Mark pressed behind him to look within the back room. His suspicions were correct.
"It's a one-way!" Renjun points and Mark nods with a smile, seemingly aware of this knowledge already.
Renjun pushes Mark away from his space so he can take the liberty of stepping back and forth through both rooms to examine it himself more closely.
"That's really cool." Renjun mutters standing on the inside, examining the window like glass, fingers brushing the surface. "So you could see everything and no one can see you."
"Mhm." Mark hums, shuffling closer to Renjun, propping his chin over Renjun’s shoulder with arms coming to wrap over him.
A part of Renjun doesn't expect it, despite all the signs of clinginess Mark has exhibited so far but his boyfriend starts to bury his nose into the crook of Renjun's neck as they stand idle in the store room.
"Markie?" Renjun breathes. "It tickles there a little…"
Mark chuckles against it, nose tracing the curve of the exposed skin before Renjun feels a kiss.
"Mark?" Renjun tenses.
No response, just another kiss along with a light suck. Renjun suddenly feels hot.
"D-don't do too much." Renjun fumbles, a little tempted to crane his neck more for Mark. "You should show me what you need moved first-"
"Jun, there's nothing that needs to be moved."
"What…" Renjun’s brows furrow. Why are we here then?
Mark’s lips press against Renjun’s skin as he speaks. "I lied baby."
"Oh." The inside of Renjun's mouth suddenly feels dry as Mark continues to kiss. His neediness must be growing because Renjun catches the quick lick of Mark’s tongue amongst the kissing.
"Can I ask you something, Jun?"
Renjun hears the whisper in Mark’s voice, low, rasp and a hint deeper than his natural speaking. Renjun’s too familiar with it. It's that voice. It's the voice Mark uses often when Mark knows he's about to spread Renjun out and underneath him on the sheets. The voice Mark uses when he has Renjun pretty in his lap with his face buried into Mark’s shoulder and his mouth pressed against Renjun’s ear or the voice Mark uses the most when Renjun’s lips are wrapped tight around Mark's cock with his head bobbing back and forth on the cusp of tears.
Renjun’s breath hitches. "Y-yes?"
"Remember our little bet? I think I've decided a place and time."
Renjun instantly understands when Mark slips a hand underneath his shirt and his heart almost bursts out of his chest. This is the time and place.
"Jun, tell me 'no' if you're uncomfortable and I'll stop." Mark whispers. "But I'd like to fuck you right now."
Mark’s hands don't roam any longer, he waits for Renjun’s signal to go further. Renjun is still trying to process it all before he agrees but all the factors sit in his brain like jelly.
Mark specifically wanted them to be in a room with a one-way mirror, it made Renjun initially a little lightheaded but the more he let's the info seep into his brain the more it intrigues him to try this. If someone came in they wouldn't be able to see a thing but Renjun and Mark would know. They'd be aware of themselves, fucking so close with only this glass to hide them. The bystander would be completely ignorant of their actions. Maybe Renjun is starting to understand why the thought of this turns Mark on.
Renjun can't believe he's doing this.
"If that's what you want," Renjun whispers back. "Fuck me then."
Mark laughs low and breathy. "You don't have to tell me twice."
Mark gets them started fast, hands immediately feel around Renjun’s waist while his mouth busies himself with Renjun’s neck.
Renjun instantly feels the moan bubbling in his throat and for a second, he wants to let it out freely with bliss on his mind but he remembers, he can't.
Renjun shuts his eyes tight, frustrated he has to focus on his own urges, and then bottle them shut. Mark seems to quickly catch on to this.
"Love, do you want to moan? Whimper? Make a little sound?"
"No." Renjun answers back calmly.
Mark smiles before he leaves a kiss softly on the shell of his ear. "Should I even let you talk?"
"Well-" Renjun fumbles."I'm talking normally. I still need to communicate with you if you're too much."
Mark seems to huff behind him before he speaks again. "Okay, ground rules then."
Renjun pauses the blood rushing to his head to stop and think. "Moans, cries, whimpers or whines. Anything of the sort and I lose. I guess any sound I make that's not a coherent word, it counts."
"Dirty talk too." Mark nudges. "You can't beg or egg me on when we fuck. Just answer if I ask you anything. Besides that, nothing even remotely horny out of your pretty little mouth."
"But-"
"But, what?" Mark laughs. "Is that too much of a challenge for you? You can't resist telling me to fuck you faster or tell me about how much you want it?"
Renjun scoffs, heat rushing to his face. "You're so full of yourself. I can do all that just fine."
"Okay, it's set then." Mark smiles. "If you break any of those rules, you lose Jun."
"I won't lose."
"We'll see about that."
Mark gives his attention back to Renjun’s neck and Renjun shuts his eyes tight to the immediate hungry kisses and bites.
Mark’s hand, which was previously feeling for the skin under his shirt and around his waist, runs lower than before. Mark’s fingers find Renjun’s belt, holding the buckle, tracing fingers below that and along the zipper, then he finally stops. His one hand spreads, cupping nicely along Renjun’s hard dick in his pants and it makes Renjun nearly gasp open his mouth, but he denies any sound threatening to leave.
"You're so hard." Mark laughs. "I got you worked up a little too early."
Mark palms Renjun and Renjun wants to cry because he can't help but instinctively grind back against it.
"I guess I shouldn't take long, right Jun?"
"Yes-" Renjun clears his throat. "Before anyone comes."
"Don't worry about that." Mark kisses him again, rubbing his fingers tenderly through Renjun’s jeans.
Renjun figures this must be where Mark’s canceled class is held so it soothes a part of Renjun to know they'll have a decent window of time before any other class is scheduled here in this room. As much as Renjun entertained the dangerous idea of someone walking in while they fuck, a bigger part of Renjun would rather not deal with all the worry and nerves that situation might actually give him. It's probably better as a thought than reality.
"We should get these off, right?" Mark hums, moving his hands back up to find Renjun’s belt loop, already taking the liberty of fiddling them off while Renjun tries his best to help him, along with a nod.
Renjun has never undressed like this for Mark anywhere but in their own private spaces; like Mark’s empty apartment, Renjun’s dorm room or one of their bedrooms back at home.
It's a first, entirely foreign when he's shimmying his pants and boxers down in some empty classroom on campus as Mark helps him.
"Let's take it all off." Mark gestures to everything on Renjun’s lower half. "I'll sit you on the table after."
Renjun blushes and nods wordlessly as he slips off his shoes first, his jeans with his belt and then his briefs last, leaving him only in a cardigan and t-shirt along with his socks.
"Are you leaving those on?" Mark raises a brow with a weird grin examining Renjun’s sock covered feet.
Renjun flushes, looking down as well. "I mean- it's still dirty on the floor, I don't want to walk barefoot. I guess I don't usually wear socks when we have sex but-"
"Jun, it's fine." Mark laughs, walking back over to hold him again and without warning he lifts Renjun by his waist with one hand and supports him with the other by gripping on his thighs. Renjun almost yelps the second his weight stops resting on the ground.
Mark sways a bit but he carefully carries Renjun to place him nicely on the little table in the room. Renjun shivers when his ass sits flush against the cold hardwood, feet half off the edge as he pulls his knees in, turning around to check the glass behind him before leaning back to rest against it entirely.
"It's kinda cute actually." Mark tucks his hand underneath Renjun’s leg to lift his left calf up. Renjun swallows back the embarrassed sound he wants to make as Mark looks his leg up and down. "Your socks are adorable."
They're white high ankle socks with yellow stripes on them. Mark has seen them before, he mostly definitely called them cute back then too. Though, this situation, it's a little different for Renjun to say a simple 'thank you' like he did the first time.
"You're always so cute without even trying, damn." Mark tugs Renjun by his leg to scoot him closer and Renjun obliges as Mark flushes against him. They keep adjusting until he has Mark practically pressed to the back of his thighs and Mark is against the edge of the table.
As they shimmy around, Renjun can't quite sit straight in the small space between Mark and the wall so Renjun wraps his arm over his boyfriend's shoulders to keep himself steady, pulling close to stay supported.
"Pretty." Mark hums, looking down between them at Renjun, bent up and pressed as much as possible to Mark's torso. Renjun’s dick lays hard and flat against his own stomach where his shirt rides up and Mark seems very set on the sight.
"My eyes are up here Mark."
Mark jolts up to look at Renjun a bit red-face before he scowls. "I feel like that tiptoes into dirty talk."
"I'm stating a fact. There's nothing wrong with that, right?" Renjun tries not to smile.
Mark rolls his eyes, leaning close to fixate on the pink color of Renjun’s bottom lip. "You sound like a sarcastic little flirt which is pretty close in my book, but I'll let it slide this time."
Renjun nods, knowing he'll only banter more if he opens his mouth so he doesn't. He tightens his arms, pulling Mark in until their lips touch. It's not too much, a simple kiss, the calm before the storm of what Mark and Renjun know is coming. It isn't too long before Renjun is the first to tip them over, sticking his tongue out past the plush off Mark’s lip for Mark to suck back and forth on. Eventually, he's letting it go in favor of suckling on Renjun’s bottom lip instead.
"I want to fuck you so bad. Fill you up pretty." Mark mutters after a suck and a pop off Renjun’s bruising lip. "You're so good for me. Letting me fuck you here of all places."
Renjun tries to kiss back and not think against Mark's open mouth as he continues to spout words that makes Renjun’s dick ache.
"I wish you were loud for me, baby." Mark practically purrs. If Renjun could, he'd give in and whine or cry Mark's name into his lips, because he knows it gets Mark excited.
"It must be so hard you can't be, right?" Mark’s hand slips between them to caress the back of Renjun’s thigh and Renjun almost makes a sound from the suddenness. "So fucking cute."
Renjun can't stand his boyfriend's stupid mouth so he gives him a forceful yank to get their lips pressed again. Their teeth hit and initially, it's not pleasant but Mark seems to give in blissfully, eyes fluttering shut when Renjun licks into Mark’s mouth with a tilt in his head to deepen the kiss more and more.
Renjun feels like they're in their own world with pleasure being his only goal. The thing to satisfy him, make him whole and fulfill all his needs.
It isn't until he hears the sound of footsteps outside that he remembers where they are. Renjun chokes on his own saliva pooling, eyes wide and darting behind them to check but Mark doesn't seem phased by it at all, still keeping his lips on Renjun like he's too busy swallowing him whole.
"Mark- stop for a second." Renjun whispers with a shove and Mark reluctantly pulls back with a gasp for air.
Renjun shifts to get a look behind and Mark seems impatient only for them both to see no one is there.
"I just thought-"
"Someone just probably walked by the room but didn't enter. It's fine, Jun. I don't even think there are more classes here in the evening."
"Oh, okay." Renjun is still reluctant as he answers. He checks one more time, looking over his shoulder and Mark sighs, lifting one of his hands to hold Renjun's chin and guide him in Mark's direction yet again.
"I can see behind you. If someone comes, I'll tell you. Don't worry, baby."
Renjun has a nervous ache in his chest from the false alarm but the reassuring way Mark whispers the words soothes him.
"Okay- sorry. You're probably right."
Mark hums, a smile growing and Renjun mirrors the action, letting Mark come back in for a taste of Renjun’s lips all over again.
As they kiss, Renjun tries to let the initial scare pass him. If he closes his eyes then he won't worry, all he'll think about is the hungry way Mark kisses, the sound of Mark’s heavy breath when he parts messily to kiss harder and deeper the second dive in and the way Mark’s warmth is pressed up against all his sensitive parts. He's so enticed by it all. Renjun wants to be full in an instant just thinking about it but Mark hasn't even given him a slither of attention down there to get them remotely close to it.
Renjun wishes he could beg, Mark is so good at listening when Renjun cries for it like his life depends on it.
The more Renjun thinks about it the more Renjun realizes he is nudging his hips up against Mark. It's a 'oh-so' subtle movement of back and forth that he can't help. Renjun hones in on it, focuses on it. A want, a need. Maybe Mark will understand without him voicing it like this. Renjun buckles and Mark grinds back, clothed dick, hard against Renjun’s lifted ass.
Full. Renjun mouths to himself. He wants to be filled up so badly, it's borderline agonizing.
"You're moving so much." Mark fumbles, pulling away to look at him.
Renjun at this point is shameless, nodding at Mark eagerly. Mark looks surprised before he tries to hold back a laugh.
"God you want it so bad, don't you?" Renjun nods again, eyes glossy and lips in a pout.
Mark looks speechless. "Look at you Jun… you're so desperate. I've never seen you like this? You really want me to rail you that badly?"
Renjun opens his mouth, no words even filter through, just choked air and the same eager nods. Mark has made him a complete mess over this.
"God, you're so- I shouldn't let you wait too long then. You're so good, fuck you're always so good Jun."
Renjun melts when Mark leans over to whisper more praises. He tells Renjun how tight he is for him despite how many times Mark has stretched and fucked him full, how Renjun reacts so well and sensitive to every little thrust, how Renjun is so snarky and bratty throughout every build up to sex, only to sob and cry the moment Mark starts fucking him senseless, he tells him how excited he is to fuck him just like that now. It's overwhelming.
Mark finally mutters something along the lines of "Soon, soon, okay." dipping below Renjun’s lips to plant his mouth on his neck. Mark uses one hand to start reaching for his belt while the other reaches for Renjun. Mark's right fingers are below Renjun’s ass, tracing over Renjun’s rim and Renjun bites his lip back hard to not whimper.
Renjun lets himself get hypnotized by it all, knowing Mark's dick is bound to spring out of his boxers any second. It's all he can think about.
That's until the click of a door sound throws him off course.
Oh god. Renjun shifts yet again to look. Maybe he's paranoid or imagined the sound because once he's craning his neck to see, he finds there really is nothing there. He swears he heard something though. Renjun might get a heart attack first before Mark can properly get him off.
"Wait Mark-" Renjun tightens his hold on his boyfriend's shoulders as Mark is unbuttoning his pants all while trying to suck on Renjun’s neck simultaneously.
"Mhm?" Mark hums with no intention of moving away from Renjun's collarbones any time soon.
"Just being sure- you really think no one is going to come? Like, one hundred percent sure?" Renjun is trying to be the rational one because now this is his second scare. He can't blissfully ignore it but considering his pants are already off and on the floor, he knows it wouldn't be an easy feat to stop them now.
"Yeah- yeah-" Mark licks long and slow up Renjun’s neck. Renjun doesn’t think Mark even listened to a single word he just said. He can't expect too much from his boyfriend's brain the moment he has Renjun in his hands like this.
"Do you even have any lube-" Renjun’s breath hitches when Mark comes back up to give Renjun’s mouth attention, cutting off his question and pressing his tongue past Renjun’s lips.
Mark pulls something out from his pants pocket and Renjun is in utter disbelief. Mark must have figured Renjun would lose his mind if Mark came unprepared for this knowing very well he's the one who's asking to fuck Renjun here of all places, but still Renjun is impressed.
"Ever since you agreed, I've been taking this around with me."
Renjun blinks clueless before the words dawn on him. He blushes at the prospect of Mark waiting for the right moment to fuck him outside of one of their respective bedrooms. He didn't think Mark put that much thought into it when he suggested this originally. He's now starting to realize Mark might really be into this.
"Fuck. Honestly, there's something I want- tell me if this is a bad idea?" Mark mutters in-between Renjun’s mouth.
"What?" Renjun tries to breathe calmly as Mark licks.
"If I eat you out?"
Did he hear that right? Mark wants to eat him out now. Right now? Oh god, he sounded serious. Renjun’s brain runs absolutely haywire.
"Here?!" Renjun is trying to lower his voice as much as possible, it does help that Mark won't stop and give Renjun even a single break from sloppy kisses. He couldn't properly form a response even if he wanted to.
There's so many reasons why it'd be such a horrible fucking idea to let Mark eat him out right now. One, it'll be extending the whole process of getting them out of this room as quickly as possible. Two, Renjun is loud, it could be the thing that costs him his entire loss if he's not careful, not to mention he moves a lot when Mark eats him out. It isn't something Renjun can control but he's sensitive and the table is small, he's afraid he'll knock over something in this narrow space they're currently in. And three, Mark is supposed to be the one keeping watch. It's already apparent to Renjun that Mark can barely pay attention as is while kissing Renjun so he can't imagine how he'll get when his mouth is all over Renjun’s ass. He won't be able to look out for a thing.
So Renjun has already found a handful of pretty solid reasons to say ‘no’. He could probably conjure up a hundred more too if you asked him while his head was on straight. But what would be his one reason to say ‘yes’?
The idea of Mark eating him out right now sounds hot and turns him on so much. So, yeah.
Renjun is fucking stupid.
"Do it." Renjun tries his hardest not to pant. "Here, eat me out here."
Mark initially seems surprised when he pulls away. Mouth closing and opening with no words before he ducks his head down quickly between Renjun’s legs.
Mark’s smart not to ask questions because if he does, Renjun might think too much about all this and tell him he takes it back.
Renjun lifts his legs a little better for Mark when he goes under, arching and pressing himself back against the glass since he no longer can hold onto Mark’s neck. Renjun grips the edge of the desk with one hand while his other finds its way tangled in Mark’s hair.
Mark steadys Renjun with hands on his thighs, propping his calves over each shoulder.
"Is it okay?" Mark peers up and Renjun shifts a bit stiff. It's not comfortable, really not ideal at all but he'll live.
"It's fine, you can go." Renjun mutters.
Mark smiles at Renjun with a nod before kissing on the inner part of his thigh, a second after he sucks. It must be hard on purpose because Mark always intends to bruise. Renjun shuts his mouth and eyes tight. It's already so much and it's only the beginning.
Mark’s journey down to Renjun's ass has many detours, like a couple kisses down his thigh, along with some biting or sucking thrown into the mix. Then it's Mark’s fixation on Renjun’s balls, a kiss planted sweetly like every part of Renjun should be treated delicate before he mouths there, getting that part of Renjun in between his lips. Renjun could practically whine loud enough for the entire campus to hear but he has to hold his tongue, hitting the hand on Mark’s head to move. He can't keep letting Mark do this or he'll lose his mind. Mark keeps at it for a little longer despite Renjun’s physical protest for him to move on but eventually Mark leans away.
Renjun can't see Mark well but he can hear the wet sound of Mark’s mouth opening and closing. He can tell from the slick feeling that there's plenty of Mark’s saliva on himself. It's easy to imagine the way Mark looks, mouth open, pretty lips shiny, wanting and taking more and more, greedy for Renjun.
That's when Mark kisses his rim. Goosebumps form and he unconsciously clenches. Mark goes in again, soft lick and Renjun twitches. The third press of Mark’s mouth is what set's Renjun aflame because Mark licks and licks and licks, no stopping of the muscle against his hole and Renjun must have thrusted forward without even thinking because Mark has to hold him back.
"Easy baby. I know." He kisses against him, wet and hot. Renjun can hear it on Mark's lips by the loud pucker.
Mark knows how Renjun likes taking it so he's quick to be rough, licking sloppy, shoving his tongue in and out of his hole, pushing it far as he can. It's so much. Renjun has to let go of Mark momentarily to shove some of his shirt into his mouth because he physically can't keep quiet anymore. It's all pleasure and blood rushing to Renjun's head, he loves it.
"Would you like it if I prep you, now?" Mark barely pulls away, mouth ghosting over Renjun’s ass.
Renjun opens his mouth to let parts of his bitten shirt fall flat to his chest. "Y-yeah."
Renjun can finally see Mark’s head reemerge, with spit-sticken lips. They adjust themselves into a new position until Renjun becomes comfortable, just before Mark gets Renjun ready to take all of him.
Renjun is still open, bent, legs spread as he hooks one hand over Mark and one on the table to ground himself. Mark is quickly trying to squeeze lube onto his right hand, recapping the bottle and tossing it aside to hold one of Renjun’s thighs up instead and warming it carelessly with his coupled fingers.
"Ready?" Mark leans in for a quick kiss and Renjun nods, nervously.
Mark sinks his first finger with a slow ease and they both look down to watch Renjun swallow it whole.
"God." Mark pants, pumping Renjun slowly. "You take it so well. I always love watching you wrapped so tight around my finger."
Renjun feels nothing but an unbearable thumping in his chest so he nods, hoping Mark will give him more. Mark smiles seeing Renjun’s intense gaze. He locks his eyes with his, adding a second finger simultaneously, which causes Renjun to suck in his breath.
"It feels good baby? You look like you want to say something?"
Renjun shakes his head, hair bouncing and Mark keeps grinning, putting in the third. Renjun shuts his eyes and opens his mouth with a soundless gasp.
"So good for me. You look so pleased. Y'know, it'd make me even happier if you could just give me a little something though. Tell me how much you like it?"
Renjun closes his mouth, shaking his head vigorously and Mark puffs air through his nose exasperated.
"You're so stubborn. I can't believe it."
Mark pumps Renjun faster and Renjun bites hard on his lip.
"I guess I underestimated you Jun. It'll be fine though, I'm not even in you yet and you're usually loudest then."
Renjun frowns, huffs in Mark’s face and Mark laughs breathily against Renjun’s.
Mark finally stops pumping Renjun, sliding his fingers out. Renjun takes a deep breath as if he was holding it the whole time Mark was stretching him. His boyfriend then slips his hand away, letting go of Renjun’s leg to reach for the lube again, and properly unbuckle his pants.
This is the part that excites Renjun the most when Mark lowers the waistband of his briefs enough for his hard dick to come sprung free. Its position from the get go is already flat and pressed towards Renjun, he can feel the tip grazing his clenching hole as Mark lathers a generous amount of lube on it.
Renjun thinks it's perfect the way Mark kisses his cheek once he's done. He whispers to ask for permission to go and Renjun nods.
Mark presses, thick and protruding, it's absolutely dizzying. Renjun knocks their foreheads and runs his nails up and down Mark’s scalp, a signal he wants more, that he wants it all and Mark pushes until Renjun has the tip of Mark’s cock swallowed whole. Then there's a bit of an in and out motion to make the intrusion easy and smooth before he continues. It's a deep and slow sink but Renjun doesn't mind because it's easier to keep quiet and take it like this. For once he's on air savoring it.
Renjun almost forgets they're not in the comfort of their apartment or bedroom, alone without a single distraction by the way he's getting full. It's mind numbing.
Emphasis on almost.
Renjun doesn't see it, he hears it first. The loud swing of a door, voices and then footsteps.
Mark stops looking at Renjun and stares over his shoulder. His eyes get blown wide. It seriously can't be.
"Shit, dude, is there no class?" One voice speaks up first and Renjun shuts his eyes wanting to find shelter to bury and hide but there was nowhere for him to go.
Of course there were going to be people clueless enough not to check their emails before class. Renjun knows the feeling, he has been guilty of showing up to a canceled class not knowing better so in any other situation he'd understand but as of right now, with half of Mark’s dick up his ass, he's suddenly not a very empathetic person.
"Why did I make the long ass walk out here for this?" Another groans and Renjun cringes as he listens to the voices exchange complaints.
"Do you know them?" Renjun hisses at Mark. Mark seems to shut his eyes just as flustered.
"They're in my class." Mark mutters.
"Are they gonna leave?" Renjun mouths and Mark mouths back a: "Wait."
"Damn, I commuted here. I already drove and everything. Should I stay for a bit? Are you staying?"
Go home! Renjun screams in his head. You have to drive back either way!
"I could. I didn't finish tonight's assignment."
Renjun doesn't hear anymore than that, other than rustling of bags and the creek of a chair being pulled out. Renjun looks up at Mark and Mark looks back.
"I think they're staying." Mark murmurs.
Renjun tells himself he might have to reevaluate every life choice he's made up until this moment.
"Fucking hell." Renjun whispers.
"Do you want me to stop?" Mark stares genuinely concerned, a comforting hand rubbing his leg, reassuring he doesn't mind.
"Do you… want to keep going?" Renjun’s mind isn't entirely made up but he wants to see. Mark did ask for this, Renjun wants to know if he's still into it, set on fucking him even in this state.
Mark is not meeting his eyes and Renjun can see the flushness on his skin even in this lighting.
"I do."
At that moment, Renjun's head only convinces himself that only one thing that matters: he wants to give Mark what he pleases. It's a weird surge to let Mark have this. He wants to make Mark feel good.
"Okay." Renjun nods. "Okay- okay, baby keep going."
"Jun, are you sure? We really don't-"
"You want to, so I want to. You're already in me, you might as well finish."
Mark's expression is a mixture of fondness and seemingly touched. Renjun can't really get sentimental the same way when he's halfway into being dicked down so he snorts a little when he sees it. He loves his boyfriend so Mark better appreciate this.
Mark nods down, looking to reposition them, whispering, "When you're ready?" and Renjun tugs Mark's hair as the signal.
Mark starts off slowly finishing his original goal of letting Renjun take all his length first before getting them moving.
"You really have to be quiet now." Mark mutters. "As much as I wanted you to lose, I really would rather we not get caught instead."
Renjun swallows, nodding while Mark’s pelvis is practically flush with his hips.
"I-I might need something." Renjun whispers harshly. Every little sound outside and in the other room, Renjun can pick up on. The muttering chatter, the tap of a pencil, the flip of loose leaf paper. Renjun knows they aren't aware, but there’s an unnatural sense of eyes on him, watching him take Mark like this and with one glimpse, if Renjun turns around, he feels like he might see them looking back right at him.
"Your hand." Renjun is shaking a bit. "Give me it."
Mark stares at a loss, lifting it towards Renjun who takes it with a nervous swallow.
"Can I…" Renjun gestures, opening his mouth and Mark’s eyes go wide.
"Y-yeah, of course baby."
Renjun presses Mark’s pointer and middle to the pad of his tongue, closing his mouth to suck gently and Mark doesn't seem to know what to do once Renjun starts. Renjun flutters his eyes shut, lashes wet as he moves his lips back and forth between Mark’s longest fingers. Renjun hasn't ever done this before so Mark watches him, mesmerized by the sight of it.
Renjun only stops momentarily to snap Mark out if his trance on him.
"Move now Lee." Renjun whispers before sucking right back on Mark's fingers to distract himself.
"Shit- Right." Mark fumbles back, looking up and out the glass before he exhales. He moves.
Renjun immediately gasps on Mark's fingers as Mark starts at a steady pace, in and out, back-and-forth. Renjun’s body takes and gives so easily, it really isn't hard for Renjun anymore.
"Tight." Mark chokes. "So tight and warm."
Renjun swallows the saliva building up as he sucks around Mark but it's a bit of a wasted effort when some of it dribbles down his chin anyway. Renjun blinks open his eyes to get a glimpse of the way Mark’s mouth is slightly hanging open as he rocks into Renjun.
Mark’s focus is so keen on darting back and forth between Renjun’s body and the glass.
"If only they could see you." Mark laughs quietly.
Renjun brows crease in confusion, his face gets warmer.
"You already look so ruined. I would never imagine you doing anything like this. Letting me fuck you here. If someone walked in would you insist for me to still finish, even then? For me to keep going even after you've been caught red handed?"
Renjun’s eyes get wide, he hiccups on Mark's finger, sucking harder to stop the sound.
Mark gets fast, seeing Renjun’s reaction, hips buckling. The small table Renjun is supported on is starting to creek but Renjun doesn't bother to point it out.
Mark’s thrusts are so deep, they hit Renjun hard in all the right spots. It has Renjun worked up to the point he's choking on Mark's fingers, but he can't stop sucking or he'll make a sound.
Renjun hears the drag of the chair in the classroom behind them. Renjun tries to listen all while Mark fucks him but Renjun can't make out anything anymore. It's all just a conglomerate of noises. His head is too melted into putty for his brain to care and try to put sounds to physical actions.
Renjun decides at this point, he needs to see. He cranes his head against the glasses, focused on getting a good look no matter how adamant Mark is on not stopping.
Renjun ends up bouncing a little with one thrust Mark gives him, shutting his eye when he hits his prostate. The pleasure is immeasurable but Renjun has to ignore it and try to pay attention.
He blinks as his eyes water and his vision blurs, he can still make out the image of the two standing, chatting and heading towards the door. Renjun thinks he might be dreaming when he sees the two bodies make their way out, then a final turn one of the males' make, checking if he left anything behind just before the door shuts.
Renjun gasps, letting go of Mark’s fingers to let air through his lungs.
"Gone-" Renjun can't get much coherence out of his mouth when a moan threatens to bubble in his throat. "Finally-"
"Finally?" Mark breathes, rocking them with even less caution now that they're really alone. Renjun thinks in the back of his mind, they could break this table with how carelessly Mark is moving. "Doesn't really change too much, you still gotta be a quiet Jun. You didn't forget, right?
"I didn't-" Renjun argues even when Mark is railing him so hard he might start seeing stars. "I'm quiet- talking's fine-"
"You don't sound fine?" Mark grins.
"I'm fine- fine." Renjun blabbles, eyes rolling back into his eyelids. Renjun starts blinking to stop it.
"If you break Jun, you really don't lose that much from this."
"No-" Renjun hisses. "I'm gonna win-"
"F-fine by me." Mark shrugs, seemingly composed but he's a little out of breath. "I guess you don't mind if I do this then."
Mark’s hand reaches between them for Renjun’s cock, hard and neglected, flat on Renjun’s tummy.
"Getting you off." Mark fumbles, still trying to focus on his dick inside Renjun as well as catering to Renjun's own.
"Oh god-" Renjun breathes, and he's too late to prepare himself for it because Mark is already jacking him off. His grip on Renjun, it's horribly uncoordinated and sloppy but he doesn't blame Mark. Mark’s just fortunate Renjun doesn't need much right now. He honestly could have come on Mark's dick alone but this pushed him over the edge.
Renjun instead comes far too fast the moment Mark flicks his wrist. It's a shock for both of them. Renjun clamps his hand over his mouth, scared he'll moan and to his avail, nothing but a choked breath happens.
Renjun realizes this is it. He basically won. He's not hard anymore. He came and he didn't make their definition of a 'peep'. Mark is the loser! Renjun could practically yell and celebrate!
Except the harsh reality comes hitting him like a brick to the head flying through an open window. Renjun came all over his shirt and he still has to make the walk to his dorm after this. Not to mention he's realizing his body wants to collapse onto the floor at this very moment from exhaustion. Also Mark is still hard and inside him.
Fuck.
"Shit, Jun. Oh god- I'm so sorry. I didn't think- I honestly didn't think you'd come that fast-"
Renjun covers his face, eyes closed, still processing the situation. "Mark- it's fine, you didn't know. It's…"
"I just… I would have been more prepared if you said something."
"Mark." Renjun looks up. "You know I couldn't!"
"Well, you technically could have!"
"And lose!"
"Jun, oh my god. I'll probably end up taking you to that expensive hot pot place anyway! Why are you like this!"
"It's the principle of the bet! This is why you're a loser!"
"Are you seriously insulting me while I still have my dick in you."
"I'm just calling you the name you were destined to claim."
"Alright, well, that's enough then-" Mark raises his hands exasperated, slowly inching himself out of Renjun.
"Wait- Mark." Renjun tugs Mark back to come closer. "You're not going to finish?"
"W-what- Jun, you still want me to finish?" Mark looks bewildered. "You're probably super sensitive now and tired-"
"But-"
"Jun, it's fine. I can get myself off later-"
"But, it's- I want you to-"
"Jun, really it's fine. We can go to my place first so you don't have to walk to the dorms-
"It's not about that-"
"I don't want to do too much. I know you're tired-"
"Baby, I want you to cum in me, I don't care!"
Renjun shakes, realizing how loud that came out when it echos against the walls, slapping a hand over his mouth. Mark and him stare at each other wide-eyed, brows lifted.
"Oh, god that was super loud…" Renjun whispers but Mark doesn't seem to be listening to him. His awestruck face cracks into a smile.
"What's… why are you grinning like that, you look creepy."
"Jun you lost." Mark laughs in disbelief.
"What…"
"Oh my god, you lost! You told me to cum in you and dirty talk was off limits. Nothing horny out of your mouth, that was horny!"
"Wait- but!"
"Nope, that counts. We're still having sex, my dick is literally still in you. I won!"
"Mark!"
"Fuck, this is amazing. I can't believe I got you to crack."
"Shut up." Renjun hits Mark with a balled fist and Mark shields himself with his arms up from the attack. "Just finish already, so we can go home then." He grumbles.
"Gladly." Mark grins, leaning to plant a wet kiss on Renjun’s face who tries to swat him away before he moves them again.
"You're so dumb." Renjun retorts with a pout. Mark starts slowly fucking him again so Renjun whines. He's stupidly over sensitive, covered in cum but seeing Mark smile, with pleasure written all over his face, it makes Renjun’s stomach have little butterflies. Maybe this wasn't the worst thing.
Days later, Renjun realizes the decisions he made on the account of his dick are horrible looking back.
After Mark and Renjun finished their naughty little deed in the storage room, Renjun was dripping with guilt about any unaware soul who would use that desk after them. He was practically crying for Mark to find him a wet wipe seeing Mark’s cum spill out of his ass and onto the wood. Not to mention the shameful walk to Mark's apartment with his dirtied shirt and people seeing Mark and him disheveled while leaving the lecture hall. The cherry on top is he passed out at Mark's place afterward only to miss his studio class. It's a pain in the ass to make them up.
"Okay but it sounds kinda hot though." Donghyuck’s voice comes out of his headphones a bit robotic. Terrible internet connection.
"Hot in the moment, until you start having nightmares about it." Renjun rests head in front of his laptop with a thud on the table when his forehead makes contact. "I can't believe I did that! You know, I saw the dude from Mark’s class later too. He's literally in my psych class! I didn't fucking know!"
"If it freaked you out that much, then why did you agree?" Jaemin chimes in on their joint discord call.
"I don't know. I didn't really feel pressured or anything but I was curious too… since Mark wanted it. I'll admit, I thought it was super hot and all too but now I can't stop thinking about if someone really heard us. Like what if there were cameras or something for security and they figure out the horrible crime." Renjun groans.
"There, there." Donghyuck speaks up but the comfort is probably a bit sarcastic.
Renjun is a worrier. He worries even if it sounds stupid to worry over.
"So I'm assuming fucking in public is not the go to for you?" Donghyuck laughs a bit.
"Crossed off the list." Renjun grumbles. "I told Mark I'd consider it again but I need like 3-5 business weeks to even convince myself I'll do it without not freaking out."
"Ouch." Jaemin said. "At least you know now."
"Yeah." Renjun sighed out.
Renjun finally has some free time this week to go on a call with his best friends from back home, spilling the details about what's been going on lately. They both know Mark from high school so they understand their dynamic and the situation pretty easily. In all honesty, Jaemin practically set Renjun and Mark up at homecoming their junior year when Jaemin 'accidentally' shoved Mark into spilling soda all over Renjun’s suit. It's the thing that made Mark take him home and finally work up the nerve to kiss his face off after. So Jaemin often claims it's his relationship too. Donghyuck includes himself as well because he was there when it happened, recorded the video and everything.
"Hey, but cheer up! This just means you're gonna have to try more things, so you're gonna get railed even more!"
Renjun starts choking after hearing Donghyuck.
"You okay Jun?" Jaemin actually sounds concerned while Donghyuck giggles. "You know I'd smack Donghyuck for you if I could."
"I mean you technically could. There's nothing stopping you." Donghyuck is pointing out that Jaemin and him have that ten minute walk from their houses since they currently still live back in Renjun's hometown.
"You really want me to come over there, don't you?"
Renjun blinks listening. Jaemin's words sound a little less threatening and more like it's a tease. Donghyuck proceeds to go quiet and shut up. Renjun is thrown off by the whole exchange.
"Um… okay." Renjun clears his throat. He's judging by the beat of silence that he shouldn't point it out so he doesn't.
"Well- what about you, Jun." Jaemin coughs, continuing the conversation. "Mark practically brought up the whole thing. What do you want?"
"Me?" Renjun blinks.
"Oh yeah, spill. Let's hear what Renjunnie's cute little head conjured up." Donghyuck sounds like he's grinning.
"Shut up." Renjun blushes. "But, fine, fine. I'll show you guys my… list."
Renjun shuts his eyes, sighing before moving his cursor to open his Google Docs and clicking the 'share link' button.
"Oh wow, this is like an actual thought out list." Renjun hears Jaemin get the discord ping.
"When you said 'crossed off your list' earlier, I didn't know it was literal. What the fuck." Donghyuck adds.
"Just shut up and read it already." Renjun doesn’t want anyone else to poke fun at it again. Not after Jeno saw him transferring the info from paper to a doc during lunch two days ago.
"This is so like you." Jaemin is probably scrolling to see all the details and highlighted notes.
"You're so funny, Jun. Jesus christ." Donghyuck snorts. "The fact you have the phone number for your local hospital here."
"It's- look! You never know- something could happen and some things sounded a little unsafe! I'm just trying to be prepared!"
"Sorry, you're making the whole, kink exploration thing very unsexy."
"Well being unsafe, fucking up and panicking in the moment because one is unprepared sounds even more unsexy, if you ask me." Donghyuck scoffs and Renjun scoffs back.
"Okay you two." Jaemin speaks up to get their attention. "I was gonna ask Renjun though, is there one that you're really thinking about? Or are they all pretty neutral for you?"
"Oh, um-" Renjun stops to scroll once again, pinpointing the place. "The ones highlighted yellow…"
"Ah, I see."
"I don’t know though… because I need to spend money on one of them, which makes me a little weary."
"What about the second one?" Donghyuck points out. "Kinda surprised you put this one but it's relatively easy. I don't know if Mark’s gonna like it though."
"That's what I was thinking." Renjun grumbles.
"Why not ask?" Jaemin suggests. "You did the whole storage room thing for him, Mark will probably be just as willing for you if you talk to him about it."
"Not to mention Mark's a simp." Donghyuck laughs to himself. "He says 'yes' to anything Renjun tells him to do. He'd burn a building down if Renjun asked."
"Don't call my boyfriend a simp!" Renjun knows it's a little true but he still has to defend some of Mark’s honor on his behalf. "He's just a very caring person in general."
"Sure." Renjun can practically hear Donghyuck’s eyes rolling from here.
Renjun is still mindlessly scrolling back and forth on the track pad of his laptop when his phone pings with a message.
"Oh, shit- Mark’s coming up. I forgot." Renjun reads the notification and gets up to change while he continues to talk through his airpods.
"Date?" Jaemin questions.
"Yeah…" Renjun groans.
"You sure don't sound happy to be going out with your boyfriend." Donghyuck questions.
"We're going to get stupid customized pizzas and I'm paying because I lost a bet." Renjun doesn’t want to elaborate the whole bet part, it's embarrassing enough to remember he wanted Mark to cum in him so badly he felt the need to scream about it, he doesn't need to be retelling all his pathetic misfortunes.
Renjun after that doesn't get to hear if either Donghyuck or Jaemin answer because there's a knock on his door while he has a new shirt sliding over his head.
"Just a sec!" Renjun calls out, flatten out the wrinkles of his white tee before he's tugging open his door.
Mark’s standing on the other side in his dorm's shared common area, so Renjun tugs him in and gets on his tiptoes to kiss his lips.
"Hi Baby." Mark chuckles against his mouth, arms coming to hold his waist to press him flush.
"Hi." Renjun smiles, hands resting on Mark's chest, leaning in to kiss a bit needy.
"We can still hear you!" Donghyuck screams. "Please don't start making out, I don't need that type of asmr in my fucking ears."
Renjun bubbles a laugh amidst the kiss while Mark stares a bit confused.
Renjun pulls away to point at his headphones. "Donghyuck and Jaemin."
"Ohhh." Mark nods when Renjun hears Jaemin's: "Tell Mark we said 'hi'."
"They say hi."
"Hi Jaemin, hi Donghyuck." Mark calls out, reaching a little closer to Renjun while he says it. "Wanna hang up so we can go Jun?"
"Damn, Mark is about to steal Renjun from us? Tell Mark he has to take us too! It's our relationship as well!" Donghyuck is practically yelling in his ear.
"Donghyuck said he wants to come too." Renjun points.
Mark raises a brow with a smile. "Pretty sure Donghyuck is the last person in the universe I'd let come on a date with me and you. Now Jaemin, maybe."
"Nice." Jaemin laughs while Donghyuck shouts, "Hey!"
"Okay, baby." Mark nods over to him with a smirk. "Hang up so we can spend a little time together before dinner."
Mark mouths the last part so the two listening in don't hear while he slowly gets Renjun backed up against the dorm bed.
"Gotta go guys." Renjun scoots onto his bed once it hits the back of his leg, laying flat and pulling Mark with him.
Jaemin and Donghyuck are in the middle of their goodbyes when Renjun plucks the airpods out and aims to toss them towards his desk.
"What time does the place close?" Renjun smiles when Mark starts climbing over him, caging him in.
"Nine, I think?" Mark lifts Renjun’s shirt up before he leans down to kiss there.
"That's kinda early. Why is everything about your pick such a lousy choice."
"Come on Jun, it's not that bad. It just means we'll have to be quick. I promise I won't take long."
"You always say that." Renjun lets out a little 'ah' when Mark works his belt off, pants unbuttoned, shimmying them down enough to kiss around his pelvis. He's super sensitive there.
"I'll be really fast, I swear." Mark tugs Renjun’s underwear down entirely to get Renjun’s dick out. He's half hard already but Mark licking up and sucking the tip will get Renjun all the way there any second now.
"Fuck- okay." Renjun gasps because Mark is already taking all of him down his throat and bobbing his head back and forth. "I believe you- ah-"
Mark’s probably not going to answer him after that, his mouth is definitely occupied so Renjun tangles his hands in Mark’s hair as he throws his head back and enjoys the feeling on his cock.
It takes him a moment to calmly process the blood surging to his brain, and Renjun eventually looks back down at Mark, eyes shut, brows knit, lips pretty and focused only on Renjun’s pleasure. He suddenly remembers the thing he wants them to try in bed together.
Renjun pats Mark’s hollowed cheek lovingly as he starts slowing down while taking Renjun. He seems tired but he doesn't stop long, he's bobbing his head again a beat after. He's adamant to be quick like he said he would. Renjun finds it cute and sweet. It makes him sigh happily.
He'll tell Mark what he wants soon, maybe he'll like it?
It's Saturday, which means it's Mark and Renjun’s movie night. Basically a set in stone tradition if Mark and Renjun aren't dying from any assignments over the weekend.
Renjun is in his typical position of legs sprawled over Mark’s lap, on his phone, back pressed against the armrest while Mark is clicking the remote navigating the hand-me-down smart tv he got from his parents. Mark pays for Disney+ and Amazon, Renjun pays for Netflix and he's pretty sure he stole Jaemin's Hulu so there's a decent selection. Mark is just indecisive, that being a big reason it always takes a long time for them to start movie nights. Renjun figured it would, which is why he decided telling Mark about the thing would be great to do now. He can mull over if he wants to back out or not while his boyfriend is distracted.
Renjun recently has been playing up scenarios of telling Mark and so far he's leaning towards the 'yes, tell him' outcome, because what does he have to lose? They said they'd bring up different ideas for sex throughout the next couple of weeks and Renjun hasn't really contributed like he said he would, when the reality is, it's a recurring thought in his head. It's scary, the idea of asking for something like this and being rejected but like Jaemin says: Just talk to him.
"Baby." Renjun pats Mark's free hand that was currently rubbing Renjun’s calf.
"Mhm." He hums, still focused on the screen currently scrolling through new movie releases.
Mark, without looking, lifts Renjun’s fingers unconsciously to kiss the pads of them. The gesture makes Renjun impossibly soft. Why is he so cute?
"I had an idea for something." Renjun smiles when Mark doesn’t seem to let go of his fingers even after he kisses but gently caresses them instead in his bigger hand.
Renjun has to remind himself that this is not the time to start cooing over how adorable his boyfriend is, he's got an important matter at hand. Focus!
"A sex idea." That seems to catch Mark’s attention because he blinks away from the screen to look over at him finally.
"I wanted to tell you for a while but… you might not like it." Renjun nervously watches for Mark’s reactions as he speaks.
"What is it baby?" Mark’s smile is reassuring; he nods as a sign for him to continue. Not to mention he kisses Renjun’s fingers again, just as gentle as the last.
"Well." Renjun grins sheepishly. He uses the one hand not grasped by Mark to reach in the pocket of his hoodie.
Renjun feels for the material, tugging it out while taking his other hand away from Mark to hold the item in his pocket up with both.
"Ta-da." Renjun chuckles a bit strained in an attempt to shake off his nerves.
There's really nothing extraordinary about it. It can be easily bought from any department store. It's a plain, black, sleeping mask. But Renjun's intentions aren't for sleeping, in this situation, it's-
"A blindfold?"
"Yep…" Renjun smiles small.
He hasn't elaborated exactly what they'd be doing yet and that's the part he's scared of getting to.
"Wait, why would you think I wouldn't like it?" Mark blinks.
Renjun awkwardly laughs again.
Mark’s eyebrows knit together, staring for a second longer before something in Mark’s face tells Renjun he successfully put one part of the puzzle together.
"You… want me to wear it? Am I wearing it when we have sex?"
Renjun nods, cheeks turning red once he hears Mark say it aloud.
"Wait. I don't understand though. If I can't see you, how am I going to- well, do anything for you?" Mark gestures with his hands during the last part.
Renjun naws on his lip, face unbearably warm.
"Mark, I want to fuck you blindfolded." Renjun whispers.
There's a beat of silence when Mark hears it.
"Oh." His expression mirrors Renjun’s color in an instant.
Renjun fucking Mark is nothing new, just not their usual. Renjun has fucked Mark plenty of times but the ratio of Mark fucking Renjun is just plenty bigger in their relationship. Renjun doesn’t mind taking while Mark has always liked giving and pampering Renjun more. They just prefer it. It's often the default in both their brains unless one of them brings it up otherwise. But the times where the roles are reversed, Mark gets monumentally shy. Which is a big reason why Renjun wants to do this. Renjun’s first time fucking Mark, he spent half of it covering his face with his arms or in a pillow while Renjun dirty talked the entire session.
"I guess I should explain. Since you told me your feelings last time." Renjun scratches his cheek.
Mark nods, eyes focused on the blindfold in Renjun’s hand.
"I'm going to be blunt…" Renjun closes his eyes and sucks in his breath. "I really want to see you get fucked but not know when any of it is coming. If you can't see me, all you can do is lay there and wait for me to touch you."
Renjun peeks to see Mark’s expression. He looks like he can't conjure up a single thought in his head.
"Oh geez… wow, um." Mark fumbles. "That's-"
"You can say no!" Renjun lifts his hands to comfort Mark. "I don't mind if you think my idea is too much, we can come up with something else! There's plenty of things we can do." Renjun feels ashamed to have admitted that he wants to do that to him. He tells himself: It's fine! At least I told him. Now we can just pretend I never said it ever again-
"We can Jun- I mean it's- well- yes!" Mark interjects Renjun’s running thoughts and Renjun almost feels like he's going to fall off his seat on the couch.
"R-really?" Renjun’s heart rate is beating fast in his chest.
"I mean- I didn't expect your response but I think it sounds…" Mark pauses to mutter the next part. "Hot. You doing- well, that."
"Oh." Renjun feels like he's dreaming just a little. "You're serious? Like, absolutely positive? Because I don't want to do it and you get scared or it freaks you out-"
"I'm serious! I mean- you're really hot when you fuck me, the way you act and all is a little different. It's kinda scary anyway but it gets me weirdly really horny which I kinda like so I imagine the blindfold might add to that… god, I feel like this is embarrassing to admit. Please… don't make me elaborate on it, Jun." Mark sounds winded once he finishes.
Renjun tilts his head with a grin."Wait, wait, you get horny when I seem scary to you?"
Mark cringes with a groan like he might fold in on himself, it's far more dramatic of a reaction than Renjun expects. He's grabbing one of the throw pillows on the couch to cover and hide his face. He continues making loud embarrassed noises even with the cushion over his mouth, so they come out sounding like muffled cries.
"No- I was kidding! I won't ask! I won't mention it!" Renjun bubbles into laughter, reaching for the pillow to tear it away. "Don't hide, pleaseee."
Mark inches the pillow down, revealing only his eyes and Renjun starts jutting his bottom lip out.
"Baby, honey?" Renjun says sweetly.
Mark gives him a squinted look before he lowers his guard, dropping the cushion completely and Renjun takes the opportunity to tackle him into the couch once he's completely uncovered. Mark laughs on impact along with Renjun who plants a kiss on his cheek as they get tangled up between their limbs.
"So… the blindfold is really okay?" Renjun asks once more to be sure, lifting off of Mark's chest to stare down at him.
Mark reaches out to brush some of Renjun’s hair falling from behind his ear with a loving smile. "Yeah, it's okay. We can talk about it more too. Maybe someday this week, hm?"
"I'd like that."
Renjun tries not to look or seem too excited staring down on Mark so Renjun sits up on his boyfriend's torso, looking away to hide his giddy face and instead reaches for the remote.
"I wanna watch Encanto again." Renjun clicks through the menu and Mark blows air through his nose.
"And what if I wanted to pick?"
"Too late." Renjun is already on Disney+ in the 'movies' section. "Pick faster next time, then you'll get a say."
"Mean."
"I thought you liked that though? Didn't you like me scary?"
Mark groans and Renjun giggles.
"You're more devious than anything right now."
"What, me?" Renjun has already started the movie so the opening scene is playing in the background of their chit chat. "I barely did anything. I could do way worse than steal your rights on a movie choice."
"Like what?" Mark is still laying down, looking back and forth between the screen of bright colors and Renjun sitting above him.
Renjun hums, scanning Mark's living room. There's a handful of things he could do but there's only one he likes the sound of. He's pretty set on doing it, judging by what the results might get him. Renjun takes one more look at Mark before he sticks out his tongue. Mark raises a brow.
Renjun is already positioned very close to Mark’s pelvis from where he's sitting so he can't help himself when he shifts back and drags his ass there. Mark’s eyes widen and brows upturn the second he feels it. Renjun does it again, then a third time to be sure, and a fourth to check if it worked. Undoubtedly, Mark is rock hard by then.
"You're actually a devil." Mark shuts his eyes, frustrated at how easy Renjun does this.
"Mhm. We should probably watch Encanto now." Renjun turns his head to face the tv like he didn't just wreak havoc and Mark goes: "Hey!"
Mark starts sitting up and Renjun almost falls, losing his balance on Mark with the shift. Mark is almost up entirely before he has to catch Renjun, leaning back on the couch, and helping his boyfriend get into their new position of Renjun being in his lap instead.
"I can't see the tv this way." Renjun pouts when he ends up facing Mark by the end of all their moving.
"Too bad." Mark holds him still. "You're getting rid of what you caused."
"Says who?"
"Says me, you menace." Mark squeezes Renjun’s thighs, pulling him closer by them and Renjun bites his lip at the roughness.
Renjun pretends to sigh, hiding the grin creeping onto his face before getting up on his knees to lower his waistband. "I guess, if I have to do it."
Mark throws his head back in a laugh. "You're so- You planned this, didn't you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about?" Renjun lifts his leg up to throw both his shorts and underwear aside, looking to grab the bottle of lube they somehow left on the coffee table.
Mark rolls his eyes as Renjun hands him the bottle. "Guess you're not watching Encanto again."
"I can listen." Renjun leans forward and Mark is already shoving two fingers in his backside, scissoring to stretch him.
"Ah yes, getting dicked down to 'We Don't Talk About Bruno'." Mark fingers him faster with a third addition and Renjun laughs.
"Oh my god, shut up!" Renjun shoves Mark’s shoulder and he joins in on the giggling.
Mark finally pulls out of Renjun to get his dick out his sweatpants before he lathers lube all over his length. Renjun opens his legs over Mark’s lap and shimmies himself to be flushed onto Mark. It's an amazing stretch from Mark’s cock, Renjun moans all the way down.
Renjun takes his time to adjust to the fullness but once he's finished he looks over to notice Mark has his attention on the tv instead of him.
"Hello, am I interrupting something?" Renjun huffs.
"Yeah, kinda." Mark smiles. "Just watching this scene, in a minute."
"I'm getting off your dick." Renjun isn't actually going to but he teases him by lifting one leg and Mark stops looking to grab him down by his thighs.
"On second thought, I'm free." Mark starts working his hips and Renjun shuts his eyes, wrapping his arms around his neck and pressing his face into Mark’s shoulder.
Renjun doesn't really hear the rest of the movie from this point on. The sound of his own moans and skin slapping over and over is the only noise he registers. That is until Mark stops for a second to point at the screen when they start singing 'We Don't Talk About Bruno'. Renjun smacks his head.
It's a pretty typical movie night for them.
A couple days later and it's happening. Renjun has been walking around with a bit of a pep in his step and a little too much of a smile on his face when Mark texts him all morning and afternoon.
Maybe he's a little too excited at the thought of fucking his boyfriend when he gets to the apartment tonight, but he can't help himself. Renjun has planned all the details in his head to a tee. Not only the sexy parts but dinner and a little gift to mess with Mark a smidge beforehand as well.
When Renjun escapes his last class of the day, he heads straight for Mark’s apartment, ready to prepare their dinner for tonight.
"Yo, wait, are you actually frying some chicken?" Mark peers over his shoulder with Renjun adjusting the wings in the pot of oil with a pair of chopsticks.
Renjun turns to peck Mark’s cheek and hums. "Not too much. There's other stuff on the side. I'm only making a certain amount. I don't want you to eat too much."
Mark raises a brow. Renjun out of the blue made him a box lunch this morning to take before his first lecture too. "Almost sounds like you're supervising everything I eat today?"
"Maybe, but at least it's all your favorites." Renjun walks away from the stove top to cut up some vegetables.
"Wait, really?" Mark looks around surprised by the spread of ingredients.
"Mhm. Yes, baby."
"Oh, thank you…" Mark shifts around to keep examining his grocery covered kitchen before his eyes narrow at his boyfriend. "Hold up, why are you being so nice today?"
"What do you mean?" Renjun blinks. "I'm always nice?"
Mark seems to snort the second he hears the words and Renjun frowns.
"Fine, I just thought, I'm in a good mood y'know, I should be extra nice to you, for now."
"For… now?"
"Mhm." Renjun giggles to himself. "You want some watermelon too, baby? After dinner I'll cut you some."
"Renjun, you're scaring me."
Renjun sways on the balls of his feet, ignoring Mark’s worried comments throughout the rest of his cooking.
Once they're done with the entirety of dinner, Renjun cuts the watermelon like he said he would, and afterward they have a little down time before Mark hops in the shower.
During Renjun’s wait, he throws a gift bag on Mark's bed and sits patiently on the edge for Mark to re-enter his room.
It's a quick shower so Mark comes back after about 10 minutes. He notices Renjun gesturing him over the first thing, patting the bed for him to sit.
Mark is only wrapped in a towel hanging off his waist when he enters. There's really no point in him getting dressed if he's going to end up stripping it off anyway so he stays that way and tosses his dirty clothes into his hamper before joining Renjun.
"Gift." Renjun points to the small bag and Mark reaches out to grab it.
"Really- Jun you're being too nice to me today, you didn't have to baby-" Mark stops speaking amidst pulling out the present. Renjun grins because Mark looks at it dumbfounded, completely blindsided by Renjun’s kindness all day.
"I'm not wearing this." Mark has a mixture of shame and annoyance on his face. The gift is a cute and bright hello kitty sleeping mask with cat ears and everything. Nothing like the plain black one Renjun showed him the other night.
"What, why not? I picked it out special and everything?" Renjun is holding back his laugh as Mark looks at the item very displeased.
"Give me the black one." Mark opens his hand.
"Say pretty please." Renjun smiles.
Mark sighs, embarrassed they're playing this game. "Pretty please baby…"
"Good boy." Mark flushes red upon hearing the name while Renjun pulls out the black mask from his pocket.
Mark tries to reach over to take it but Renjun tugs it away out of his reach at the last second.
"Lay down first." Renjun demands.
"W-what."
"Did you not hear me?" Renjun’s sweet little smile and voice from earlier are gone in an instant. Mark seems caught off guard. He doesn’t expect the shift in demeanor but he takes to it quickly, swallowing the lump in his throat and getting onto his bed to lay back, elbows propping him up to look at Renjun.
Renjun climbs over his lap to sit, a hand placed on his bare chest to push him completely down to the sheets.
"All the way." Renjun has already taken the liberty to push him down flat, sudden and rough. Mark's eyes get impossibly wide.
"Did you really think I'd be nice to you all day?" Renjun traces circles on Mark's pec with his pointer finger for a second before tipping his chin.
Mark’s chest lifts unsteady from his breathing. "I… uh- no."
Renjun grins, hands spreading flat on the plane of Mark’s chest to feel downward. "Good, I don't have to break it to you then."
Renjun leans forward until his own chest is pressed to Mark and his mouth against Mark's ear. "I'm only going to explain the rules once, okay. Listen."
Renjun hears the closing press of Mark’s mouth, the swallow bobbing his Adam's apple and the air through Mark’s nose. He nods.
Renjun sits up straight once again. He reaches out to caress Mark’s face with one hand. "If you feel unsafe you tap me here or here." Renjun points at a spot on his arm and leg. "Is the usual safe word okay?"
Mark nods quietly and Renjun lets his demeanor break once for this next part so he can smile soft.
"You can stop me right now or anytime if you change your mind, okay baby? I won't be mad. I just want you to be sure you're comfortable and okay. That's what matters to me the most."
"I'm okay Renjun, thank you." Mark smiles back. "I want it."
"It's more than just not seeing, you know that right?" Renjun cups his face, thumbing his cheekbones. "When I said you won't know when I'll touch you…"
"I know, I know." Mark lifts a hand to place over top one of Renjun’s. "I trust you."
Renjun’s heart clenches in a funny way at the words reaching his ears. Mark trusts him. It makes Renjun get a swelling of fondness filling his chest and a burning face. He love's Mark so much it's insane.
But Renjun tells himself he can't go and get himself soft now. Not when he hasn't even started yet.
"Okay. Are you ready then?"
Mark nods and Renjun pulls out the black blindfold yet again to bring it towards Mark’s head. Mark lifts himself up from the bed, letting Renjun put it on him comfortably before resting himself back down and flat.
Renjun finally gets off Mark’s lap to sit off to the side. It's quiet, Renjun waits to see if Mark does anything and he shifts his head as if he's looking around, hands nervously playing with his sheets.
"Towel off." Renjun finally speaks. Mark’s head immediately turns towards the sound of his voice, nodding and lifting his hips to use his hands to undo his towel.
Mark tosses the towel towards the side he knows Renjun isn't on, just for it to fall off the bed and onto the floor.
"Lay flat with your arms out, legs open for me but your knees can stay bent."
Mark does as he's told and Renjun watches pleased when Mark finishes. Mark is so obedient, it gets him excited. Mark does it all for him. Renjun shifts around the bed to sit somewhere between Mark’s legs and Mark notices, flinching the second the bed dips and he senses movement.
Renjun finally is in a perfect position to admire what's laid out pretty in front of him. He thinks it's a sight he'd love to etch into the back of his head. Mark spread out on the sheet's, tense and heaving slowly. His flat stomach raising slightly with the breathing of his chest is distracting. Renjun knows Mark is a bit on the toner side compared to him so there's subtle little ridges of muscle all the way down to his pecs. Not exactly rock hard but Renjun still likes looking.
Then there's Mark’s thighs. His thighs are notably nice with the way the shape is defined by muscle rather than all soft fat. Renjun can't resist just looking so he runs a hand on the back side, just to tease and Mark clenches there with a jolt in his body.
Renjun can't forget about the plane of Mark’s shoulders and his arms. As much as Renjun enjoys being wrapped around them or seeing the muscles there flex and move during sex, he loves the current appeal of seeing them tense and clenching, unmoving when he grips the sheets. Lastly, one of his favorite things, sitting right between Mark’s thighs, flat and against his abs. He really loves the sight of Mark’s dick over his toned stomach. It's currently looking half hard, and Renjun thinks that in itself is a shame.
"You're so pretty like this Markie. Did you know that? You look so perfect, it really makes me want to do something about that. Maybe ruin you from the inside and out? Fuck you until you cry? Wouldn't you like that?"
Mark sucks his breath and Renjun smiles.
Renjun lifts his finger to gaze in between where Mark’s pelvis meets his thigh and Mark immediately reacts for him.
"Sensitive?" Renjun hums. He asks like he doesn't know Mark’s body so well that he could write a novel on the way it dips, curves and comes right under him.
Renjun does the gesture a couple times specifically on his left and Mark whimpers never cease, it's only when Renjun stops that he lets himself breathe normally again.
Renjun lights up seeing Mark hard and leaking with just that touch alone. It's so hot to him.
"God you're so hard, so fast?" Renjun takes his dick in his hand to lift to his lips.
Mark looks up immediately like he'll be able to see when it happens, when Renjun will wrap his pretty mouth around his length, take him whole and bob his head back and forth to grace him with a wave of pleasure. Except it never comes. Renjun sticks only his tongue out to lick up the precome off his tip and he plays with his slit before he drops it. Mark whimpers loud at his abandoned cock and Renjun scoffs.
"Did that make you upset? I won't touch you at all then if you can't wait. Do you want that instead?" Renjun's voice sounds irked, like he really can't stand Mark’s behavior but in actuality it gets Renjun giddy.
Mark shakes his head quickly, lips tight like he can't even speak.
"Be good." Renjun gives Mark a touch on his thigh again as he gets off the bed to undress himself.
Renjun starts stripping his clothes off and Mark must be able to tell by the way his head turns and his ears perk to the sound of Renjun's pant's zipper. It's like he's a dog who's memorized the sound of his owner pulling out treats. Once Renjun gets completely naked, he notices that he is already hard himself from just teasing his boyfriend.
Renjun then gets back in the bed to climb over Mark. Renjun manually guides Mark’s bent knees to lay flat so Renjun can sit there on his lap below his pelvis. He leans himself over just to give Mark a feel for Renjun’s own naked body pressed against him and Mark’s breath seems to hitch when Renjun is flat across. Renjun leaves a trail of soft kisses on his neck.
Mark tries to lift his arm to hold Renjun but Renjun frowns, flicking the hand back down.
"Did I say you can touch me?" Renjun sits up. "Hold on the sheets. Don't touch me or yourself. Do you understand Markie?"
Mark nods obediently and Renjun preens.
Renjun goes back to admiring Mark by staring at his torso again. This time he places his hand there, beginning his journey on Mark’s hips before he moves them along and up. Renjun lingers on Mark's hard stomach to feel him up before he gets to his nipples. Renjun touches the right one gently and Mark squirms from underneath. He pinches it after and Mark sucks in air, mouth open wide as he pants. Renjun does it to both nipples after and the reaction is just as he expects. Mark shakes from underneath him and he moans as Renjun melds them between his fingers.
"You're so easy to get worked up. You look like you might lose your mind." Renjun keeps going and Mark tries to hold back, not to shake or thrash but Renjun knows Mark wants to.
Renjun pities Mark just a bit so he lets go, hands going flat on his chest. Renjun uses his leverage there to lift himself so his ass is no longer on his legs but placed on the bottom of his stomach instead. Renjun moves Mark’s dick aside when he sits and flattens out his own against Mark's stomach and chest.
Mark must feel it because he cranes his neck up where Renjun’s hard dick is laying.
"Do you feel me? Hm?" Renjun rubs his cock against Mark’s skin and Mark inhales.
"Answer me." Renjun grinds more onto Mark's chest and Mark finally opens his mouth to speak.
"I-I do." Mark looks unsure to speak but decides on it anyway. "I want you. I-In me."
"How badly do you want it? Tell me baby?"
"S-so bad. So badly please. I need you." Mark begs and Renjun thinks it's so cute how broken he already sounds.
"You'll have to wait." Renjun reaches around slightly to get to the bedside table and snatch up the lube bottle there.
"If you're a good boy I promise to fuck you full. Make you feel good."
Mark groans at the words and Renjun lets out a quiet laugh. Mark really won't expect what's next. Renjun uncaps the lub bottle, a sound Mark catches, it must have confused him since Renjun is in no position to stretch him yet.
Renjun instead squeezes it onto Mark’s chest and Mark yelps a small sound at the cold touch. Renjun almost wants to laugh seeing Mark squirming under him at the scare.
Renjun rubs the lub all over, getting it between his dick and Mark’s body. Mark’s chest starts to glisten and Renjun slides his cock back and forth there, satisfied by the sight. Renjun stops moving his hips to press down on his length, pumping himself against Mark's pec. The sound is loud, a squishing between pumps as Renjun tries to keep his dick pressed into Mark’s skin.
Mark isn't even receiving much from this but the sound alone seems to have him worked up.
"God, I wish I could cum right here on you. A little higher and I'd be coming all over your adorable little face. I think you'd look perfect like that. Do you think so, Markie?"
Mark nods adamantly, mouth open like he's ready to take it, knowing it's so close.
Renjun thinks, who is he to deny Mark of what he wants?
Renjun stops rubbing against Mark to lift himself, hovering his dick over Mark’s face, easing himself slowly until his tip covered in precome rubs against his bottom lip. Mark initially twitches when it comes in contact but eventually opens his mouth wider to accept the intrusion, letting Renjun slide into his mouth and down his throat.
Once he has a comfortable amount, he starts to suck, bobbing his head up and down eagerly. Renjun doesn’t expect Mark to go so fast, be so needy. Renjun has to stop him, pulling his cock off before Mark gets too hastily and causes Renjun to cum.
Mark chokes when Renjun slides out fast, there's saliva that connects his dick and Mark’s open mouth from the pull and he's getting it all over Mark’s face when it drips off Renjun’s cock and on his chin.
Renjun goes back to sitting on Mark's chest, taking his chin in his hand, tilting it up. "That was bad of you Markie. You're too much right now. I thought you liked taking it slow? If you sucked me off any longer I might have cum down your throat and we don't want that, do we?"
Mark shakes his head, lips spit sticken and messy. Renjun can't help but lean in and give him a kiss. He's been so responsive and good since they started. It makes Renjun dizzy, to know he has such a hold on Mark, a power and control over his pretty little boyfriend.
When Renjun kisses him, it's open mouthed and sloppy, tongue licking over and over to taste every bit of Mark. Mark lets Renjun practically eat him alive with the way he gives in to the affections. Renjun sucks Mark’s tongue, kisses him deep, bite his lips.
"Good boy." Renjun repeats, like Mark’s his little puppy and his boyfriend pants to the call of it.
"Should I reward you? For being so, so good for me."
Mark whimpers. "P-please."
Renjun laughs out loud, a bit wicked sounding and he doesn't even mean to be. He enjoys this far too much, maybe he's too into this.
Renjun then proceeds to get up and off Mark finally.
"Legs open again." Renjun demands as he moves there to find his place in between them.
"Wider Mark." When Renjun looks and deems the first time isn't enough. "Pull your legs up into yourself but keep them wide open. You know what I want, right Mark? Baby? You can hold yourself now but only by your thighs, nothing else."
Mark nods, lifting his legs as instructed and he bends himself to shape. Renjun forgets Mark is very flexible so he imagines pressing him back even more wouldn't be a problem at all, Mark would make it nice and easy.
After Mark’s gotten comfortable, Renjun is smug to himself to see Mark's ass, slightly lifted with all his sensitive little parts exposed for him. Renjun lets his middle finger run across his thigh’s backside before he travels off towards the bottom to let it graze Mark’s hole. Renjun slides his finger against it and it twitches, clenches. Renjun can't wait to have him putty in his hands.
Renjun grabs the lube and uncaps it. Mark's body reacts to the sound again, but he knows exactly what he's getting this time. Renjun is rubbing it along all his fingers until the lube is warm and he's finally ready.
Instead of sliding in the first finger like Mark anticipates, he presses it a smidge, then traces his hole slowly, while his other hand feels the back of his thigh.
"A-are you-" Mark breathes, words caught in his throat and heavy.
"Markie, I want you to beg." Renjun says plainly, still circling his rim. "Once I think you sound like you want it enough then you'll get it."
"B-but-" Mark fumbles.
"But what?"
Renjun starts to remove his hand from Mark’s hole and he yells, "No wait!"
"R-Renjun- Jun, I want it! P-please I don't think I can wait any longer. B-baby please, please."
"Hm?" Renjun pretends to ponder as he slips his finger in half way before pulling it out as if he's changed his mind.
"P-please Jun, please!" Mark’s voice sounds on the cusp of tears and Renjun doesn’t think he's ever heard Mark yell so loud in bed.
"Okay, okay baby." Renjun kisses his leg, rubbing it after to soothe him before sticking his finger in entirely to start pumping. Mark reacts like he instantly melted and under the touch of just one finger, mush and unable to do anything but whine. When Renjun tries to add in the second, that causes Mark to curl in on himself, back arching, before he's back to taking it again with his previous composure.
Renjun, amidst fingering his boyfriend, remembers how tight Mark truly is since he doesn't get stretched out nearly as often as Renjun does. It's going to take Mark a bit more time to get used to the intake but there's pros to this. Like how Mark reacts to every little movement with a jerk, a twitch or a shake; he's super sensitive to being touched down here. Renjun could watch Mark squirm for hours.
Renjun scissors Mark a bit and finally puts the third finger. The clench around his digits are tight, it makes Renjun scared to pump so he removes them to reapply the lube. Mark lets out a disapproving noise and Renjun almost flick Mark’s thigh for the response.
"Baby, you're tight. You have to be patient." Renjun’s brows knit as he's rubbing more on his fingers and shoving the three in all over again.
Mark gasps at the sudden push and stretching. Renjun pumps and pumps while Mark shakes from under the pressure. It must be too much because Mark starts buckling into Renjun’s fingers. Renjun slides out at that moment and Mark practically cries.
Renjun looks at Mark, he doesn't speak, as he moves quietly but the room sounds so loud in his head, honing in on the subtle noises Mark makes.
Renjun leans over top of him, a hand positioned beside his ear and Mark flinches when the bed dips there. Renjun lifts himself, hand wrapped around his cock to line himself up and when he does, he pushes forward. Mark jolts, initially scared but moans when Renjun sinks slowly.
Renjun stops once he’s bottomed out entirely and he starts breathing wildy, like he’s been cut off from air the whole time he started burying into Mark.
Mark is so tight around him, there doesn't feel like there's any space to move, it's doing things to Renjun's head.
Renjun doesn't think, just drags his dick out and Mark whines with the pull against his tight walls. Renjun slams back in and Mark hiccups a high pitched whine. Renjun almost thinks his ears misheard it because it can't be? Renjun has to do the action again to convince himself, quickly pulling and slamming that Mark makes the same beautiful sound. Renjun might lose his fucking mind.
Once Renjun starts his rhythm in and out of Mark, he can't bother slowing down. The pleasure is so much, so overwhelming. The squelching sounds of Mark’s hole around Renjun and Mark’s voice in his ears from pleads and cries. He needs Mark more than ever. To fuck him pretty until the only thing Mark can remember is his own name.
"Fuck Mark, you're so tight. So fucking tight. You take me so well. All you can do is lay there and take me."
"J-Jun, it's so much-" Mark sounds like he might actually have tears behind his mask and Renjun so badly wishes he could check to see if they are really there.
"C-can- Position-" Mark speaks up and Renjun almost forgets how to slow down with so much pleasure on his dick and blood pumping right into his head.
Renjun stops to slide out and Mark lets go of himself to catch his breath. His limbs are a mess and Renjun watches Mark’s chest and collar bones drenched in sweat glisten from the dim light in Mark’s room.
"I'm gonna put your legs over my shoulder instead, baby." Renjun starts helping Mark readjust and his boyfriend doesn't fight it when Renjun positions him as so.
Renjun has Mark’s legs up, the push of his thighs backwards is slow. Renjun extends his hands beside Mark’s head for support when he finally has them where he wants them, Mark doesn't complain to the folded and bent up the state that they're in, he's just quiet and has the patience to be full again. Renjun thinks Mark really deserves it all and then some for how amazing he is.
Renjun shifts his hips, flushing the head of his cock to Mark's stretched open hole, rubbing slowly over as a gesture to warn him. Mark whimpers softly, hips swaying. Renjun sinks to hear that pretty sound out Mark’s mouth all over again, punched right out from his throat.
Renjun fucks Mark, fucks him hard and fast, and unapologetically considering how loud Mark sobs. It's so different of how Mark fucks Renjun with care. Renjun sometimes thinks he's worse of a person in comparison by how greedy he is to have Mark ruined under him and a mess on the sheets. Renjun sometimes feels ashamed to desire so badly that he doesn't know how to control his raging heart and head but Mark tends to tell him he likes it when Renjun is selfish. It's an emotional and physical part Renjun keeps locked but somehow Mark worked that tucked away feeling out of him, far off in the holded up part of his mind with ease. Renjun can never be greedy in the front he puts up around people, only Mark lets him take like this, tells him if he needs to, then take him because Mark’s wants are always whatever Renjun’s are.
Renjun thinks after several minutes of ache in his stomach and bliss on his cock by how tight Mark clenches around him, how warm his walls are dragging against his sides, he might cum soon and fast.
"Are you gonna take all of me Mark? Let me fill you up, baby?" Renjun askes, eyes raking all over the parts of Mark’s face he can see not obscured by the black fabric.
"Y-yes, Jun please-"
"I'm close- I'm going to-" Renjun chokes.
Renjun thinks his vision blurs, colored white and speckled dots when he's thrusting into Mark, his hips digging into his thighs. Renjun feels the second he empties and cries as he tries to ride into Mark even when his body tells him he can't anymore.
Renjun slows to a stop, body feeling slack and Mark cranes his neck back as Renjun’s softened dick slides out.
It's a sight to see Mark leaking cum out his own hole. Renjun smiles at his work.
Renjun, moving away from his boyfriend, almost forgetting, while riding on his dying high that Mark is still hard and waiting. His dick is still dribbling with the build up of precome. There's a lot more of a mess then Renjun last remembered, he almost feels bad leaving him neglected and untouch, but not bad enough.
"Markie, I almost forgot. You still want to come, don't you?"
Mark vigorously nods. He must have been waiting all night for it. Renjun is starting to feel guilty for what he's about to do next.
Renjun moves close from between his thighs to push him open wide so his legs press flat into the sheets. Renjun dips his head and gently kisses the sensitive spot, his favorite one around the bend of his leg and pelvis. The skin there is soft but sticky from what is undoubtedly perspiration. Renjun nuzzles his nose in and Mark groans, dick twitching.
"Mark baby, I want you to be a good boy for me." Renjun doesn’t need to look to see Mark eager to please him, he can feel the little shake of the bed already when he nods.
"Come untouched. Can you do that?" Renjun presses another kiss in the crook of skin and Mark pants. He's so close, Renjun can tell he's just edging him on.
"I think-" Mark chokes.
"You think? Baby, you have to." Renjun immediately sucks the spot his lips have found refuge in and bites, letting go with a pop. Renjun is so close yet so far from Mark’s dick it must be such a tease. Renjun buries his face more and more to the softest parts, tongue licking, teeth sinking. Whatever his mouth can't take on the other side his fingers massage into, causing Mark to moan and buckle up into nothing but air. Renjun has to hold Mark’s hips down to control him, all the while still sucking Mark’s soft skin.
Mark doesn’t stop squirming as Renjun cages him down, he even tries to thrash his legs a bit but he's got nothing for his release. Renjun keeps egging him on, telling him to "Be good, Baby." It's finally then that Mark cusses loud and his spills unbearably, chest plastered in white and heaving.
"My good boy." Renjun takes in the sight of him, content and on air. As Renjun wanted, he received. Mark is absolutely wrecked and is ruined beyond compare. It's a great look for him Renjun personally thinks. Renjun sits up on the bed, moving over to the side of Mark to kiss his lips gently. Mark seems so tired all he can do is press soft, and suck gently on Renjun’s tongue that enters between his lips.
Renjun tears away, sighing happily at the reality of it all. Mark let him do this, it makes him so undeniably warm.
"So good baby, you're so good." He pats Mark’s face all while repeating the phases, his boyfriend nuzzling back and into the touch.
Renjun pampers him a little longer until he notices the cum on Mark's tummy starting to reach and drip down the sides of his waist. So Renjun sits up, realizing it'd be better to clean up now then let all of that seep in this instant.
Renjun gets off the bed and immediately heads out of the bedroom to the bath across the hall. Either a paper roll or towels will do but he suddenly stops sifting through the closet to remember something. He didn't tell Mark he was leaving.
Was it bad that he didn't say anything? Mark either doesn't know he left or if he does, he doesn't know why. That part starts to worry him because he did just get up and leave carelessly.
Renjun thinks longer but shakes his head. He won't even be gone for five minutes? Why is he worried?
It's fine, right?
Renjun’s thoughts couldn't be any more wrong when from across the hall he hears it. A loud thug.
Renjun stands there, dumbfounded. Then following after is a painful sounding groan from his boyfriend.
Holy shit.
"Oh, oh my god! Mark!" Renjun screams.
"So…" Donghyuck clears his throat. "You know, if it makes you feel better at least you can say you were right instead, when I thought it was stupid to put the hospital's phone number in your doc."
Renjun makes a sound very close to a genuine sob.
"Hyuck, you're making it worse." Jaemin hisses.
"What, I wasn't trying to! I thought it would lighten the mood!"
Jaemin sighs before telling Renjun "It's okay…", but Renjun begs to differ.
It's a week later and Renjun still can't believe he actually had to open his google docs after sex to look up the phone number and call the hospital. At least it wasn't a real emergency.
Sorta.
Renjun didn't think it through when he left Mark alone in the bedroom by himself, but he also didn't believe what he did could do any real harm. Sue him for wanting to trust that: Mark is a grown man so what could go wrong leaving a 21 year old blindfolded, possibly confused hearing his boyfriend leave the room and shutting the door behind him? Probably that he'd be sensible to either wait, call out for Renjun or take off his blindfold. Renjun forgets his boyfriend is not the sensible type.
Renjun came running back into the room to see Mark had fallen out of his own bed in an attempt to look for Renjun. He's still naked, embarrassingly covered in cum rubbing his head and with the blindfold still on. Renjun had to take the thing off himself at that point in his panicked frenzy. Renjun is cupping his face while spouting profuse apologies and 'Are you okay?!'s all while checking to see if he's hurt. When Mark suddenly blurts out he's dizzy, he can't see well, even with the blindfold off and he might be concussed; Renjun immediately starts balling his eyes out.
In the moment of it all, it's scary. Calling the hospital to tell them his boyfriend needs to see a doctor about a possible head injury and they ask you why, that's when it gets embarrassing. Double the embarrassment happens when you lie to a health professional to save face and the triple horrendously embarrassing thing to top it off is when you sit in the ER waiting for 5 hours, only for them to tell you "He's fine, we think?" (You think?! Renjun almost chokes the doctor out on the spot. We were here for 5 hours just for you to give me a half assed: You think he's not concussed! Mark has to calm him down after the doctor trails away.) The worse part is, they finally go home tired at practically 4 am, foul moods and still dirtied having not shower since the sex because Renjun was too scared to wait.
It was an eventful night to say the least. Renjun feels horrible by the end of it all and even now because the cons definitely outweigh the one good hour of sex they had.
"Hey, look on the bright side. Mark liked the whole thing before the hospital stuff right?" Donghyuck chimes in over Renjun’s wallowing.
"Yeah but… I don't think I could consciously put a blindfold on Mark ever again." Renjun mutters half of it into his pillow but he knows they definitely caught the words when Donghyuck goes: "Oh yeah. True."
"Maybe I should just, never have sex ever again."
"Is that really what you got from this?" Jaemin questions. "I think that's a little drastic Renjun… How does Mark even feel about everything that happened?"
Renjun groans a noise into his pillow again just thinking about it. "He's been trying to comfort me, he even got me a gift the other night but I feel bad! He had to go to the hospital and everything because of my slip up. I don't get how he could go through all that but just worry about me?"
"Well it's Mark, so I don't think that's surprising for anyone." Donghyuck adds.
"Still." Renjun sniffles. "He isn't upset or mad, maybe a little embarrassed it happened but he's still so- so easy going about it! I think he's only doing it for my sake and I just wish he'd get upset more when he has every right to be."
"Mark’s just not that type of person." Jaemin sounds soft, like he's trying to comfort Renjun. "To be honest, I think it doesn't even occur in Mark's head that there's an option to get angry or lash out when it comes to things like that. Especially when it involves you."
"Why…" Renjun mumbles.
"Well. He's head over heels in love with your ass, duh." Donghyuck chimes in and Renjun can't help but flush.
"Mark also knows it's not your fault. Shit happens Jun. A very embarrassing thing to happen, but it happens. I don't think you should get yourself hung up on it."
"Yeah!" Donghyuck adds after Jaemin's reassurance.
"Thanks guys…" Renjun sighs.
Maybe they're right. It's not something Renjun will ever get over but at this point he's the only one still upset about it. He's allowed to move past his shameful mishaps, it's okay.
"So," Donghyuck starts. "Is the whole list thing out the window then?"
Renjun sits up upon hearing the words. To be honest he didn't even think about that.
"It's probably better to forget it, maybe…" Renjun trails.
"You think so?" Jaemin adds. "You spent a long time on that though? Are you worried something is going to happen again since the blindfold thing?"
Renjun goes silent. It's kinda obvious but it is indeed his biggest fear if he keeps going on with this but Jaemin is also right. The list encompasses so much of what he had on his mind for a while so to abandon it feels off, especially since Renjun felt so set on finding something Mark and him really enjoyed doing.
"Yes… of course I'm worried- I just don't know anymore."
"I mean, I'm going to assume Mark and you still fuck even after that day though, right?" Donghyuck sounds confident and Renjun gets red.
"Yeah…" Renjun coughs up.
"So then I don't think there's anything wrong with still trying. Just make sure your boyfriend can see next time."
"I kinda agree with Hyuck." Jaemin points out. "You can always be prepared for the worst and I think what happened last time is a good guideline of the worst thing to go wrong. Just… pick something a tad safer too."
Renjun hums but he’s still a bit skeptical, rolling around on his bed with his phone in hand. What does he even want to do on his list anymore at this point?
"Wait." Jaemin mutters. "Has Mark seen your list?"
"Uh." Renjun starts getting a sweat creeping on his back.
"No?"
The two on the other end go silent but Renjun thinks he hears a muffled sigh.
"Can I be the one to say he's stupid." Donghyuck pipes up and Renjun shouts, "Shut up!"
"Renjun… why haven't you?" Jaemin sounds like he believes Donghyuck’s 'Renjun is stupid claim' but Renjun is going to pretend he doesn't hear the attitude it in his voice.
"It's- well, it's embarrassing!"
"And telling us isn't?" Donghyuck snorts. "I think we can argue showing your best friends a sex activity list you want to do with your significant other, rather than showing said significant other, is weirder."
"Hey! Look, I have a problem telling my boyfriend how I feel about sex, okay- I told you guys this! I'm working on it!"
"Oh god." Jaemin sounds exasperated. "Jun, I think it'd be good to show him. Besides that, he could tell you if he wants something he sees you want. Instead of you worrying about what you should and shouldn't bring up."
"Yeah, and if you're scared you don't even have to be there when he reads it. Just send that baby and talk about it later when you're comfortable." Donghyuck adds.
Renjun has to face it when Jaemin and Donghyuck make a good point. Damn, he hates when they team up on him to be persuasive and rational.
"Maybe you guys are right…"
"Oh I know I am." Donghyuck says but Jaemin scoffs after.
"Just take your time and do things at your own pace, Jun. I think it'll work out if you show him." Jaemin is always the nicer one, it feels reassuring.
"Thanks guys." Renjun smiles to himself, a bit relieved to finish talking about everything. "Sorry you guys are way too involved in my sex life."
"It's okay." Jaemin laughs a little.
"I don't mind but if you wanna be even, I could subject you to mine-" Donghyuck jokes but Jaemin hiss amidst the sentence a, "Don't."
"I was kidding! I wasn't going to say anything!" Donghyuck sounds nervous but Jaemin sighs before he starts muttering.
Renjun stares at his ceiling listening to the whole exchange with furrowed brows.
"Wait." Renjun blinks. "Are you two…"
"No." Jaemin answers immediately but Donghyuck makes a noise.
"Oh my god." Renjun breathes.
"Look-" Jaemin starts but Renjun already knows, sitting up from his bed in an instant.
"You two are fucking!" Renjun whisper yells like someone else in the room will hear the scandalous detail but in reality, he's freaking out alone.
Jaemin sighs and Donghyuck goes incredibly quiet which always means in Renjun’s book he can't deny anything that's been said. It has to be the truth.
"Oh my god. I can't believe this- since when?"
"Well, you weren't supposed to know for one thing." Jaemin grumbles.
"Holy fuck. What the hell." Renjun holds his head still trying to process the information.
"Let's please go back to only talking about your sex life now." Donghyuck finally speaks up since the reveal and Renjun wants to tease him so bad but he knows he's just risking a weird tension amongst all three of them if he nosys around into the details right this second. He'll DM one of them later, he thinks.
"So… are we just going to pretend I don't know then?"
"Yep." His friends answer simultaneously.
"Wow, okay." Renjun grumbles.
"Maybe Renjun should go ahead and talk to Mark. Right Jaemin?"
"Yep, I think so to Hyuck."
"Wait, I was going to do it tomorrow night-"
"Well, good luck talking to Mark!" Donghyuck makes a swift leave and the Discord sound of someone closing the call is all Renjun hears after.
"Jaemin… so about you and Hyuck-"
"Nope, bye." Ping.
And then there was one. Renjun huffs.
No fair.
The night dawns on Renjun way too quickly. Is the day shorter? It feels like it, especially when it's already 9pm without Renjun realizing it. Last he checked it was three hours ago and he was watching cute dog grooming videos under the covers of Mark's bed, he doesn't remember seeing the sunset and the moon take its place. He's thinking he better act now before Mark heads to sleep.
Renjun is currently peering into the living room to check. Mark is sitting, working on his laptop when he starts yawning. It's a Friday night so Renjun’s not too worried about keeping his boyfriend up, he'll just sleep in tomorrow anyway.
"Baby?" Renjun hides around the corner of the hall, only his head and shoulders are sticking out and visible. Mark turns to the sound of his voice, a smile on his lips and his thick plastic glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose.
"Gimme a little longer, I'll join you in bed in just a sec."
"Ah- Mark take your time… I wasn't asking you to come now. There’s just something I want to show you when you're done."
"Oh, I'm practically done. I just need to send out an email and save this. Do you want to show it to me now." Mark gestures for Renjun to come over but Renjun shakes his head squirming in his spot.
"I'll send you a link…" Renjun mumbles, ducking back behind the wall. "Text me when you get it and read it all, I'll come out after."
Renjun scurries back into Mark’s room before his boyfriend gets a chance to say anything, heading for the bed and getting underneath. Renjun pulls out his phone, typing up the message and hitting send. Now he waits.
Embarrassing. Mark has to read all of it.
Renjun fiddles on his phone, reopening and closing apps while he kills time when finally he gets the notification.
Markie <3: I read it all
Markie <3: Do you wanna come back out to the living room?
Renjun shuts his eyes, he takes a deep breath and sits up. He shuffles outside and notices Mark is already looking in the direction of the hallway Renjun is peeking his head out of.
Mark instantly smiles at the sight of Renjun looking into the room, expression warm and loving.
"Jun? Hi Baby." Mark hums. Renjun’s head is telling himself, if Mark’s stupid face wasn't so cute he would run off and head back underneath Mark’s comforter. To his own dismay, he follows the sweet call of his name against his brain's disapproval.
Mark has put his laptop aside when Renjun gets over, patting his crossed legs for him to sit in the middle. Renjun narrows his eyes at his boyfriend who pouts. He finally sits with a sigh, trying his best to get comfortable.
Once Renjun is situated Mark kisses his head and wraps a hand around him.
Renjun waits but Mark keeps kissing.
"Are we going to talk or are you going to keep doing that?"
"I just wanted to ease into it, y'know?" Mark nuzzles his face into the crook of Renjun’s shoulder and neck.
"This isn't foreplay, you don't have to butter me up for a solid 30 to 40 minutes."
"Ouch." Mark mutters into his skin. "You wound me, Jun."
Renjun rolls his eyes.
"Okay, but I did read that doc you sent me."
Renjun fiddles quietly in Mark’s lap, waiting for his boyfriend to continue.
"It's longer than I imagined considering your subject." Mark laughs, Renjun wants to sink into the cushions.
"It's weird… Sorry."
"Why are you saying sorry?" Mark leans over to look at Renjun's face better. "I'll admit, it's not something I'd imagine you writing but I don't think it's weird?"
Renjun makes an incomprehensible noise and Mark laughs.
"I didn't realize you tried to make things work so hard. I appreciate it and I appreciate you having the courage to show me this. I guess you're a bit embarrassed though?"
"Yes… it's not something I thought I'd be showing you ever." Renjun mumbles.
"Well thank you for trusting me." Mark squeezes him and Renjun grumbles like it's unbearable, secretly it gives him butterflies.
"Now… the stuff in it." Mark awkwardly laughs.
Renjun squirms again, moving until he can see Mark better so they can actually have some type of eye contact when they talk.
"I can explain things if you want… it's color coded."
"I noticed that." One side of Mark's lip curves with a raised brow.
Annoyingly hot. Renjun hates his stupid face, he's considering kissing it off but he huffs and picks up Mark’s abandoned laptop to rest somewhere on their legs.
"Here, pay attention." Renjun points.
"Mhm." Mark hums, hand resting on Renjun’s thigh to squeeze.
"The red highlighted ones, I obviously wrote them but I'm not necessarily interested. More like, I guess I could try. I wanted to be open if you maybe brought it up! The orange ones I felt neutral about, but not strongly enough to think I'd mention it. And yellow…"
Mark peers closer to the screen and Renjun shifts nervously seeing him try to read.
"Yellow, I was… favorable towards."
Mark sounds like he's holding back a tiny giggle and Renjun hits his leg.
"I wasn't trying to laugh, I'm sorry! I don't think it's funny, it's just- it's super cute. You're super cute. I find this really endearing." Mark grins but Renjun avoids the look his boyfriend gives him to look at the wall instead.
"Shut up." Renjun grumbles.
The response tends to do the opposite effect on Mark because he instantly coos. "You're so cute! God, you're adorable, Jun. How did I get such a cute boyfriend?"
Mark rubs his face to Renjun's hair over and over while his grip on him is deathly tight. Renjun whines.
"You're too clingy! Can you pay attention?!" Renjun smacks at Mark's calf hard enough to get him startled but not enough to hurt and Mark eventually concedes after working a quick kiss on the lips out of Renjun.
"Okay, yes I'm listening. The yellow ones."
"Yes so…" Renjun tugs at his hoodie's sleeve, fidgeting. "Does anything interest you there? I mean if you don't like anything I'm curious about then that's also fine…"
Mark stares at him before moving a hand around to scroll through the page. He eventually stops and Renjun leans forward to squint at it.
"Oh… but that's-" Renjun flushes. "I don't think I should spend the money."
"I'll buy you one."
"What! But-"
"It's a yellow one right? So that means you want to try it?" Renjun and Mark hold a brief second of eye contact before Renjun looks down towards their laps.
"I do…" Renjun swallows the lump in his throat.
He's written a category for sex toys in his list. He can't lie and say the idea of trying one doesn't make him awfully curious. It's the concept that money is a mandatory thing on the table if he wants to consider diving into it, so that deters him. Renjun has a campus job but he's got lots of other essentials he would rather buy. There's also a chance of getting one and finding out he just doesn't like them, all those reasons had him pushing it away and to the back of his head.
"Don't worry about the money, I'll get it for you."
Renjun feels an immeasurable amount of blood rushing to his cheeks as Mark kisses him reassuringly.
"I do have something I want though, Jun." Mark mumbles as he pulls away.
Renjun stares curious and his boyfriend leans close, lips pressing against his ears.
"If I buy you one, I want to watch."
"W-what." Renjun sputters.
"I want to watch you use it, touch yourself." Mark laughs. "I want to watch you get off."
"You want to watch…" Renjun repeats to himself.
Renjun doesn't really masturbate too often considering Mark loves giving in to his needs. The rare occasions Renjun does is when he's staying nights at his own dorm not to bother his boyfriend during exam season or when it's just more convenient then to seek or wait out on Mark some nights.
So masturbating in front of his boyfriend, especially for him to watch is not a thing Renjun has ever done or conceived.
"Would you really like watching?" Renjun questions and Mark ponders before shrugging.
"I think I would. I've always wanted to." Mark admits and it leaves Renjun fumbling and red.
"Okay but- can you even sit still and watch? Like you're not gonna practically jump at the sight of me naked?"
Mark pouts with furrowed brows. "I'm kinda hurt, you think I can't control my urges like I'm some animal?"
"Because sometimes you can't. I would know." Renjun rolls his eyes.
"You really have no faith in me."
"I don't." Renjun smirks.
"Wow. Jun, I'm really really hurt." Mark starts to fake a sob and Renjun scoffs at the dramatic act.
"Okay. Let's test my theory then. If you're so set on thinking you won't." Mark blinks when Renjun pushes the laptop off both of them and finally gets off the spot between his legs.
Renjun strips off his hoodie first.
"Oh- shit." Mark blurts out. Renjun smiles.
Next comes Renjun’s shorts. He keeps his stare trained on Mark as he drops them to the floor. Mark’s eyes follow them on the way down, wide and unblinking.
Then comes his briefs. Renjun slips his finger in the waistband, teasing by dragging his finger around the elastic there before slowly stripping them off. Mark doesn’t look away.
"Mark, is the shirt familiar at all?" Renjun tugs the fabric down for Mark to see. It's worn and a bit faded, parts of the word 'Canada' are peeling off. It's a pair of Mark’s clothing Renjun threw on after his shower this afternoon. Mark sucks in his breath.
"Evil."
"What was that?" Renjun brings a hand to cup his ear with a grin. "Do you think I should keep this on or take it off? I'm wondering which one turns you on more?"
Mark shuts his eyes and Renjun snorts.
"Not looking is cheating, baby. You have to look if you want to prove your point." Renjun comes closer, reaching his fingers to touch Mark’s cheek and his boyfriend instantly melts to it, eyes still closed.
"I can't do it…" He mutters.
"I'm sorry?" Renjun’s voice is sly. "You said you can't? Is that what I'm hearing? That I'm right and you're wrong?"
Mark lets out a deep breath before he opens his eyes and stands up right in front of Renjun. Renjun steps back at the suddenness but yelps when Mark hoists him up by his waist.
"Yeah, you were right." Mark admits as Renjun squeaks out a scream from almost falling, wrapping his legs around Mark's body to keep himself secured.
"And where are we going?" Renjun laughs, red-faced because he can already see the direction Mark is in when he beelines for the bedroom.
"I'll let you figure that out." Mark wiggles the knob before it finally opens and he's wobbling in, almost dropping Renjun’s weight but steadying them both to fall successfully on the bed.
Renjun hits the sheets with laughter instantly leaving his chest. Mark joins in, climbing on top to cover all of Renjun’s view of Mark’s ceiling with his frame.
"Is this the part where you can't control yourself?" Renjun teases, tugging Mark’s shirt Renjun is wearing upward, to give Mark a perfect view of everything chest down while lifting a leg to dig his heel into the arch in Mark’s backside, egging him on to get closer.
"Fucking hell." Mark's eyes dart below to get a good look.
Renjun yanks his boyfriend's neck closer once he's got a tight hold over his shoulders.
"Come on, fuck me. Pretty please Markie?"
Mark laughs, voice strained. "Well shit, who am I to say no?"
Renjun wakes up sore. Unsurprising whenever he wakes up naked in Mark’s bed.
"Fuck." He mutters, sitting up to reach for his phone on the nightstand. 2:14am.
Renjun blinks around Mark's darkly lit room, contemplating on getting up but eventually he decides on letting his body fall back slack and on the sheets. He didn't even get to brush his teeth before bed, neither did Mark. Too much sex on their dumb brains.
Renjun moving around a minute ago must have stirred Mark awake because he's flipping over to stare at Renjun with lidded eyes.
"What time is it?" Mark’s words come out slurred and Renjun turns his body to him to cuddle closer, Mark naturally takes him under his arm.
"2 am." Renjun kisses Mark's neck. "We passed out after sex."
"I figured that much." Mark sounds sleepy but giggy like he's still on the cusp of a chuckle.
"I told you I was right." Renjun fumbles. "I'm irresistible."
Mark laughs out at the self-proclaimed statement considering Renjun’s voice is dripping with haziness while saying it.
"Mhm. Of course you are, baby. You're always right." Renjun feels Mark bury his face into the crown of his hair.
"I know I am." Renjun trails kisses now on Mark's jaw, the sleepiness slowly seeping out of him.
"You know, Mark…"
"Hm?" His boyfriend replies.
"I don't think the whole watching me get off thing is going to work, baby. You really have no self control."
"... I don't think it's that bad."
Renjun pulls away from burying his face into Mark’s skin to look at him.
"I took off only my pants and underwear and you lifted me to the bedroom. We're literally naked right now since we had sex because of it."
There's a beat of silence, Mark must be thinking.
"You've made a compelling argument." He mutters.
Renjun lets out a tired laugh, close to a wheeze. What is he going to do with his boyfriend?
"We need a way for you to stay put and watch if we do this whole idea."
It may be dark but Renjun can still see Mark raise a brow to the words.
Renjun rolls away from Mark’s embrace to reach for his phone again, tapping open his (Actually Mark’s) Amazon.
"I have a bit of a plan in mind."
Renjun gets his order from Amazon later that week but their little idea can't be completed yet. Not without the most essential item.
"Since it's my money, I get to pick the toy you use." Mark sitting across on his laptop from Renjun eating cereal on his kitchen island says.
Renjun nearly chokes on his Frosted Flakes.
"Wait- that's not fair." Renjun covers his mouth with a napkin so he doesn't risk spitting anything while he's still trying to chew.
"Totally is." Mark pays his frowning boyfriend no mind. He just smiles. "I'll get something nice. I promise."
"Fine, but nothing too expensive…" Renjun grumbles.
"Uh." Mark looks between Renjun and his screen. "Sure…"
Renjun gives him a squinted look. "Why do you sound like you're not going to listen?"
"Do I?" Mark’s lips are lopsided and he lets out a little, 'haha.' "Trust me. I'll listen, seriously."
He's such a bad liar.
"Fine." Renjun continues eating, shoving a spoonful in his mouth. If his boyfriend wants to buy him an expensive sex toy, so be it. Mark's too stubborn when it comes to skimping out on nice things for Renjun anyway.
"When it gets here, I'll let you know." Mark shuts the laptop with a satisfied look on his face.
"Wait, did you… order it already?" Renjun questions confused.
"Yep. It has been sitting in my cart since last night."
Renjun gapes his mouth open and Mark gets off his seat around the island to make himself some breakfast.
"I don't know about you, but I'm excited for it." Mark grins.
When Renjun enters Mark’s apartment that evening after class, there's a gift box sitting in the middle of his kitchen table. It's yellow, his favorite kind of yellow too, on the pastel spectrum, with stripes and a cute little bow. Except it's a bit on the poorly wrapped side as well. Still, very adorable and he appreciates the effort. Renjun snaps a photo of it.
Renjun lifts it to feel the weight. He rattles it gently to his ear.
"Are you gonna open it?" Mark standing on the other side of the kitchen laughs at Renjun's behavior. "I think you can guess what it is."
Renjun gives his boyfriend a raised brow before it clicks.
He waits until after dinner when Mark and him are both seated in bed comfortably. Renjun rests the tiny box on his thigh, he tugs the bow and tears slowly at the paper. He finally has sight of the box's flaps, turning them over.
Inside, Renjun peers in and there it is. It's not something that gives Renjun a major shock, is out right crude or anything phallic-esque. It's a white, sleek looking object tucked inside and sitting idle next to what looks like a remote.
Mark glaces at his face for a reaction but it isn't much.
"What… is it?" Renjun feels a little embarrassed to ask but it's not like this isn't on his list for a reason. He has no experience with any of these things.
"Here." Mark smiles, leaning over to reach and feel in the box.
Renjun’s eyes follow his hand. His boyfriend pulls one object out and waves the small rectangular remote, examining it himself and pressing the first button. Renjun nearly shrieks at the cardboard almost shaking off his lap so he grips it tight.
Renjun lets the information settle into his head for a second as he stares at the item in the box rolling around from jittering inside the enclosed space.
"It's a vibrator?" Renjun flushes suddenly, noticing the thick to thin cone like shape of the toy. Renjun is starting to piece together how it works so it's making him nervous.
"Is it, okay?" Mark cuts the vibrator's power to sit still in the box.
"It's good!" Renjun looked between him and the toy with what was undoubtedly a horribly red face. "I was just surprised. It looks so…normal?"
"I didn't want to scare you away with anything that seemed too crazy. I thought this one looked nice and simple. I also took the liberty of cleaning it and adding the batteries too."
Renjun nods, curiously lifting it up and out of the cardboard to rotate around in his fingers. Mark smiles as he watches, leaning over to kiss, nose buried into the apple of his cheek.
"Would you like to try using it?"
Renjun bites his lips, ears turning pink, shifting towards his boyfriend to kiss his lips.
"Should I? Right now?" Renjun mouths against Mark and his boyfriend licks, getting Renjun to tip his chin back and open his mouth more for him.
"I'd like that, but only if you want to?" Mark mutters still pressed against him. He seems like he's trying his best not to scarf Renjun down in an instant so they can finish their conversation first.
"Would you be a good boy and sit still if I did?" Renjun grins with a bit of teeth between Mark’s persistent mouth, his boyfriend's lips go thin and it makes Renjun giggle seeing him react so shy.
"I thought this might happen." Renjun pecks one quick kiss, pulling away and suddenly climbing off the bed to reach for his school bag.
Mark seems disappointed by the loss of Renjun’s closeness but it must be a fleeting feeling when he's likely more curious to see what his boyfriend is doing, ducking his head around to look.
Renjun stands up abruptly, hands behind his back. "I have something but I'm going to have to ask you to not freak out."
"When you preface it like that, it kinda makes me nervous…" Mark stares at Renjun climbing back on the bed, still adamant of keeping whatever he's holding away from Mark’s eyes.
"Okay, well in like a second I'm going to show you. Ready?"
Mark looks at him skeptically and nods.
Renjun removes his hands from behind his back to hold them together and in front of Mark, the item lays flat in his palms.
Mark’s eyes blink at it, almost like if he does it enough times, it will disappear to be replaced with the real and not current item Renjun has.
"Renjun, these are- um. Handcuffs?"
"I'm glad you're not freaking out." Renjun nods with a satisfied look.
"Well to be fair, I'm more at a loss of what to say than anything…" Mark continues to have an unbreaking glance with the metal items like it's a staring contest. "This is what it's come to? Is my self control that bad?"
"I mean I don't mind it." Renjun tries to grin for Mark’s sake. "We can just try the 'I strip naked thing' again while you sit and watch instead? Maybe it'll be different a second time?"
Mark keeps his eyes trained on the handcuffs before he eventually sighs. "No, we both know how that ends." Renjun can't help but snort at the confession.
Mark wears his head down while he lifts both his wrists together. "Arrest me officer."
Renjun laughs, neck red and slapping his boyfriend's hands away softly. "We're not doing that type of thing! Stop it!"
Mark finally lifts his head with a smile and giggles too. "I need to be taken away. I've broken the law."
"Pretty sure the only law you've ever broken in your goody two-shoes’ life is like, going ten over the speed limit." Renjun rolls his eyes at Mark continuing to play into his role. "If you could get arrested for being too horny you'd be in jail ages ago."
"As if you wouldn't be locked up in there with me." Mark smirks and Renjun momentarily gets red before he flicks Mark’s forehead. "You're entirely to blame! If you didn't walk around with you stupid face and horribly timed boners I wouldn't be like this."
"Really? Maybe we should do the 'I get naked test' on you, see how well you'd do?"
Renjun scoffs, fumbling noises before he shoves Mark at his shoulder. "W-we're getting distracted. Do you want to watch me touch myself or not?"
Mark seems caught on the previous topic but Renjun knows the offer to watch him get off is probably way more enticing to Mark's brain.
"Okay fine- I want to watch." Mark’s cheeks fade to a tomato red.
"That's what I thought." Renjun smiles, gesturing for Mark to get closer and back straighter against his headboard. Mark obliges, getting up to reposition himself. Once he’s done, he’s looking back at Renjun, waiting to be instructed on what to do next.
"I guess, before we get into it. I know I bought these but, you don't actually have to put them on… only if you're comfortable Mark?"
Mark smiles, a tilt in his head. "I'm fine with it. There's a key right?"
Renjun nods, lifting up the pin-like object out of his pocket to display between his fingers for the both of them to see. He tests the cuffs, unlocking them and they snap open. Renjun sighs relieved and places the key on the bedside. "I think it's all good. Are you positive you're okay with doing this?"
"Yeah." Mark breathes, staring up at Renjun whose face is a smidge taller since he's settled on his knees. "Just show me exactly what you have in mind?"
Renjun hums a reply, scooting close to get over Mark’s lap. "Your hands, lift them for me." Renjun whispers and his boyfriend does as he's told, slowly raising them.
Renjun nervously swallows, weaving the chain of the hand cuff around a metal pole on Mark's bed frame before he grabs one wrist to guide it. There's one click, then two. Renjun backs away to look and Mark relaxes his tense body and his restricted hands atop his head.
"Is it uncomfortable?" Renjun watches Mark as he does a small tug on the metal around his wrist and tries to shift around. It seems like if Mark attempts any other position than his initial one, it looks straining.
"It's fine? Uncomfortable if I were to try and move but that's probably the point." Mark glimpses around from his spot on the bed. "At least I can see and not fall." Mark laughs and Renjun feels a shot of guilt travel up his body.
"Sorry again." He mumbles but Mark realizes his mistake instantly and shakes his head vigorously, almost like the image of an energetic dog.
"No, no! I mean, I was kidding! Don't apologize baby, it's okay, really!" Mark breathes. "Let's forget about it, hm?"
Renjun plays with his sleeve as he thinks for a second and nods.
"Let's focus on right now. I can't do much but, it's all you?" Mark keeps his eyes trained on Renjun before he tips his head for his boyfriend to go on.
Renjun suddenly starts feeling shy knowing Mark's job throughout tonight is to just watch. He guesses he'll have to give Mark some semblance of a good show then.
Renjun gets up to clear the bed. He places the new toy on the nightstand for now and opens Mark's drawers for a bottle of lube. Next Renjun scurries into the bathroom to get some towels and tissue just so they don't have too much of a mess to clean up later.
Renjun finally gets on the full sized bed and sits slowly onto the comforter.
"So?" Mark speaks up and Renjun frowns.
"If you're going to watch, I'd rather you keep the speaking to a minimum." Renjun leans forward on his knees to poke Mark's nose and his boyfriend instantly scrunches it with a pout.
"Watch closely Markie." Renjun calls out to get his attention, suddenly lifting his shirt off and over his head first. Renjun tosses it aside and on to the floor, Mark eyes instantly focus. His pupils dilate just a smidge at the new span of soft skin flooding his field of vision. His eyes look hungry, like if he could, he'd strip Renjun bare himself but he can't. Renjun almost feels a little bad for him.
Next, Renjun is lifting to his knees, one leg at a time, shifting to shimmy his shorts off. Renjun does the process a bit slow, painstakingly to tease Mark so he's eventually left in nothing but his underwear.
Renjun notices Mark's unsteady breath at the next motions. Renjun turns around so he's no longer keeping eye contact with him and he's gently slipping his briefs off. Renjun turns to look and Mark’s eyes look impossibly dark as they trace his figure. They follow the way Renjun’s ass curves, his hips dip, his back arches looking over his shoulders at him. It’s that single look that tells him Mark wants to hold, touch, put his lips against all parts of Renjun’s soft skin so badly. A part of Renjun wants to give in to him, catering to his every need.
Renjun gets up from his seat to crawl closer to Mark on all fours before he's sitting up to nestle himself right on Mark's seated lap.
"Before I touch myself, I need a little something." Renjun grins, hands coming up to rest on Mark's chest, nose brushing against his. Mark’s lips part immediately to the closeness and his eyes at this distance look especially needy, lidded and hazy. If it was possible he'd probably take the chance to ruin Renjun in a heartbeat.
Renjun leans in for a gentle kiss and Mark surges forward but whines when Renjun pulls away too soon. Renjun laughs at the noise leaving Mark’s lips and decides on moving his fingers down to play with the hems of Mark’s t-shirt instead. Renjun’s fingers tuck themselves under the material teasingly just before he's shoving his whole hand underneath and traveling to feel all of Mark’s burning skin. Mark sucks in his breath when Renjun’s fingers trace his stomach and waist. He tilts his head up at Mark, so close, yet so far, Mark could lean forward to kiss him but the reach would only strain his neck.
"You look so distressed right now. Nothing you can do but look at me." Renjun shifts himself over his lap and Mark groans, shutting his eyes. Heat is radiating from Mark from every inch of him that's covered by some part of Renjun. Renjun leans into Mark’s neck to nuzzle and bite. Mark gasps at it and moans after to the feeling of Renjun sucking hard just to make sure it bruises. Mark currently has a thin layer of sweat starting to form on his skin, but Renjun traces his nose there despite it, enjoying the way Mark smells of cotton, linen and a subtle hint of mint. It's warm and heady, it makes Renjun want to keep his lips etched all over him for the rest of the night. Although Renjun knows he shouldn't do too much, Mark’s supposed to watch, he shouldn't even be touching.
Renjun finally gives Mark the satisfaction of getting a kiss and Mark doesn't take his opportunity for granted. The second Renjun leans in, Mark meets him in the middle by crashing his lips into Renjun’s. It's initially unpleasant with mostly teeth and tongue but Renjun eventually gets them somewhere less rough and instead more passionate without losing the neediness. Renjun hands are still underneath Mark’s shirt riding up as they kiss and his hands tug on the feeling of his bare shoulders and chest. The warmth is dizzying, Renjun doesn’t realize he's starting to unconsciously try and get his undressed body flush to Mark’s clothed one, all while subtly dragging his hips, to feel or grasp for something against Mark's sweats.
Desperate motions from the both of them trying to grind against one another finally makes Renjun stop, the fabric is starting to burn against Renjun’s skin no matter how much he wants to keep going. Renjun presses Mark back against the headboard and Mark breaks with heavy breaths, getting one last lift of his hips against Renjun’s spread legs on his laps. Renjun whines to the feeling before sitting up, knowing they won't stop if he doesn't move.
Renjun notices he's gotten himself hard with all the friction from earlier. There's precome leaking from his cock and he's realizing he's even managed to get some on the gray of Mark’s pants.
Renjun sits back on his knees, leaning back on his palms, tired and taking heavy exhales. Mark seems to be doing similar motions, breathing hard as he stares at Renjun a foot away from him.
Renjun sits straight up to eye Mark down one time over, the sight is so captivating seeing Mark tousled and red faced. Renjun has to remind himself not to get distracted and dive right back in to kiss so he moves off towards the side of the bed instead, reaching for the bottle of lube.
Renjun is uncapping the bottle only to have it dawn upon him that he hasn't personally stretched himself in a while. Mark usually does it. A brief feeling of embarrassment washes over him now that he's playing up the motions in his head of how he should start going about this.
"Mark." Renjun mumbles, looking up at him from the bottle. "How do you want to watch?"
Mark stares, eyes wide but only for a second. "From the back." Mark whispers. There's no sign of shame in his voice or features but Renjun feels it instead. He's nodding and turning around with blood rushing to all parts of his head as he scoots closer to Mark and faces his backside to him.
Renjun squirts the cool lube onto his hands, rubbing it between his fingers until it warms. At this point Renjun is extremely conscious of Mark’s distance. He can't see but he can imagine the holes Mark is boring into him just by the tension in the room. Renjun takes a moment to bury the shame and swallow the burning in his throat as he sits up on his knees, bending himself over to reach his fingers behind him. He can hear the sound of Mark’s breath hitch when he inserts his first finger. It's a bit of an uncomfortable reach so Renjun lifts his ass higher.
"Fuck." Mark fumbles. Renjun starts fingering himself and Mark can see it all. Renjun can only imagine the view Mark might have. The thought of it partly brings a sense of humiliation to his gut but for some reason he doesn't mind it. The concept of being put on display like this for only Mark to see makes his heart clench, it makes his chest ache. He bends himself even more, adding a second finger for Mark to witness and his boyfriend cusses again at the sight.
"So fucking pretty. You look so good like this." Mark spills from his lips. "I want to bend you over myself so bad, fuck you full."
Renjun unconsciously whines to the words, biting back any more sounds from leaving.
Renjun shuts his eyes tightly, readying himself for a third finger, and moans at the addition. It's disappointing to say Renjun’s fingers just aren't as big as Mark’s to stretch him full but he ignores the distracting thought by scissoring himself and pumping faster.
"I want you Mark." Renjun blurts out panting. "Baby, I want you so badly. W-wanna be full."
Mark seems worked up by the plea because Renjun hears the sound of metal clang against the bed frame from behind him.
"Mark, Mark-" Renjun calls his name as he bends until he's practically pressing his face into the sheets, mouth open, fingers moving rushed and fast, saliva pooling around his lips.
Renjun can just imagine Mark’s hands on him, grip rough and needy, his cock pushing against his walls, filling him up to the brim, tight and warm inside. Just the thought of it all makes Renjun want to give in and collapse onto the sheets in a mess of limbs.
"Jun- fuck." Mark sounds wrecked at only the sight of him. There's another clink of metal hitting metal and Renjun finally turns around to witness his boyfriend's stare on him, intense and heavy. Renjun feels himself clench on his fingers at the sight of Mark's furrowed brows and gaping mouth, it's scary but electrifying.
Renjun is so worked up he almost forgets of the vibrator's existence entirely. He stops fingering himself to crawl towards the bedside. Renjun’s head is foggy on pleasure and desire so acquiring the toy takes a bit when he almost drops the remote while trying to get back to his spot on the bed.
Renjun tests the remote to make sure it works, letting the toy shake in his hand for a second before cutting it off. Renjun looks around for the lube again to coat on the pointed end and work hisway downward to the rest. He does that for a minute, deeming it enough once the smooth surface of it is covered.
"I'm going to put it in." Renjun mutters, turning around again for Mark to see the intrusion himself.
Renjun sits on his knees, tips forward and aligns the toy with his rim. Renjun pushes and the new stretch makes him gasp loud and breathy. It isn't hard for Renjun to take it all within seconds. Once Renjun finds he has inserted completely he sits back down on the sheets. The thick feeling is jarring.
Renjun turns back around to face Mark but chokes at the toy shifting inside him. He hasn't even turned it on yet.
"It feels- ah." Renjun stutters. "I can feel it."
"Turn it on." Mark speaks up. "You don't have it on yet."
Renjun whimpers before looking at the remote, shutting his eyes and clicking the on button.
There's a muffled vibrating noise and Renjun reacts instantly, hunching over as the pleasure shoots throughout his body. His toes curl and his stomach clenches. A mewl leaves his mouth in an attempt to speak. "Ha- Mark-"
Renjun doesn’t think he can properly form a sentence when his brain is running a mile per second on pleasure alone. His head is practically melding into jello from the pulsing in the vibrator.
Mark silently watches, swallowing, his Adam’s apple bobbing against his throat. "Renjun, press the other button above the power."
"W-what?" Renjun fumbles, looking at the remote to see. It's a '+' symbol, Renjun can only assume it increases the pressure.
"M-Mark?" Renjun whines, unsure if he could handle turning it up but his boyfriend nods. Renjun bites his lip and presses it.
Renjun hiccups a moan from his lips when he turns it up, bringing a hand to cover his mouth as he squeezes his eyes shut. It was already a lot but the additional power is so much more. Renjun feels like he might fall over on the spot. It's a pleasant feeling on his hole he's never felt before, he simultaneously wants it to stop but also wants it pressing until he melts from the inside and out.
"I think you can turn it up even more." Mark breathes, watching Renjun squirm with hungry eyes.
"B-but-" Renjun interrupts himself with a cry.
"You could take more baby, I know you can." Mark’s voice is hoarse and sultry, but so convincing to the sound of Renjun's ears. Renjun nods and does as he's told reluctantly, hoving his hand over the symbol.
He presses and Renjun cries, back arching and gnawing on the side of his thumb pushed between his teeth. Renjun can't believe it himself when his eyes start to water from all the pleasure.
"I-it's so much- Mark- please-" Renjun spills his name out like it'll falter the intensity against his walls but it's a wasted effort. Mark just watches as Renjun whines, buckles into absolutely nothing, unsure how to fuel his release besides giving to useless motions on the bed.
"Renjun, why don't you touch yourself baby?" Mark whispers as calmly as possible and Renjun whimpers.
"I-I want you to touch me. I want your hands on me-" Renjun knows it's not possible right now considering he's the one who put Mark in cuffs but his boyfriend telling him praises, that he'd do anything for Renjun almost makes up for the lack of contact to soothe his skin.
"Jun, baby. Come here." Mark calls and Renjun sits up, gasping when the toy shifts yet again. It makes the strength in his legs give, as if they've suddenly formed into putty. Renjun makes the short distance on the bed over to fall against Mark and in his lap, panting before clamping his lips on Mark. Renjun can barely kiss back when every second he feels a shot to his insides with sensitive bliss. Mark does most of the work when Renjun’s open mouth is against his lips. He lets out uncontrollable whines and moans, his boyfriend successfully keeps them muffled and at bay.
"Touch yourself Jun." Mark pulls away from his lips to kiss against his ear. Renjun’s vision feels muddled with tears but he does as Mark tells him when his boyfriend repeats the instructions in his ears.
Renjun wraps his hands around his own cock, spilling with precome at the tip. He moves his thumb up and over the slit to spread the wetness there and tries to pump once. Renjun is immediately displeased that it's not enough to make the slide of skin slick and smooth.
Renjun’s head and eye's feel beyond impaired, especially his body, too limp to move and search for their lube so Renjun brings his hand to his mouth to spit. He does his hardest to spread it along his hard dick, testing the spread and finally pumping again. Renjun whines when it feels good, a simple satisfaction to his brain. Renjun keeps working himself and Mark, previously kissing at the side of his head and neck, pulls away to watch the sight of it all.
"You're so hot, fuck." Mark fumbles. Renjun’s mouth is open with strangled breaths leaving his lips, his eyes are closed as he throws his head back, trying to wrap his mind around both forces on his cock and hole pulsing throughout him all at once.
It doesn't help that Mark keeps nuzzling his nose, pressing his lips to every inch of Renjun he can physically reach. "You're so gorgeous, it's insane. If I could, I'd suck you off, fuck you rough and fill you up."
Renjun sobs, leaning closer to mouth against Mark. "I-I want it. I want-"
"I just want to press you onto the sheets or bend you over and bury my cock into you so deep I could feel everything." Mark fumbles the words and licks into Renjun’s mouth when he moans.
"Mark- I'm so close- I'm close-" Renjun practically screams his name and Mark whispers for him to keep going.
"You're doing so good for me." Mark’s eyes wander down to see Renjun’s messy grip on himself as his fingers occasionally lose their hold or he doesn't quite pump fully. Renjun’s coordination is lacking but not his enthusiasm to continue the more Mark’s voice travels into his ear.
Renjun’s nonstop work on himself isn't for nothing when he feels his gut tighten, goosebumps on his skin. Renjun presses his face into Mark’s shoulder to muffle the cry of his orgasm. He's cuming, ribbons of white all over his hand and stomach, drawing his hand up and down his shaft till he's empty.
Renjun nearly collapses on Mark. He would rest there but the vibrator inside him is still persisting on the highest setting. If Renjun keeps it going as is, he thinks he might cry from the overstimulation so he looks around for the remote whilst still settled in Mark’s lap. Renjun notices it's an arms length behind him so he reaches for it, shutting it off entirely with a sigh, reaching behind him to gently tug out the vibrator before grabbing a towel on the bedside to wipe himself up and place the toy in between the fabric.
Mark is still buried in his neck, kissing as Renjun calms. Renjun cranes his head up for Mark and his boyfriend keeps at it with even more energy seeing Renjun has made it easier to suck and bite. Renjun is too tired to care and stop him. He tosses the towel aside on the table and presses himself against Mark's chest, one hand in his hair, running through his scalp as his boyfriend enjoys himself.
"I think I need you." Hot air fans over Renjun’s skin from Mark’s mouth.
"Ah…need me?" Renjun says dizzy. Mark sat through all that so it'd only make sense. His boyfriend needs something to ease the build up in his own briefs.
Renjun pushes himself off of Mark to give him a wet kiss on the lips and then he reaches over for the key on Mark's nightstand. Renjun slowly sits up on his knees to tower aboves Mark’s head and fiddles the key into its hole.
Renjun jiggles the metal and finally it turns inside the keyhole.
Snap.
Renjun blinks. He was originally a bit out of it and riding on the dying pleasure but the minute he hears the noise and sees half of the key in his hand and the other half stuck in the cuffs, that high dies instantly. He's filled with panic.
"Uh- Mark."
His boyfriend must sense the loss of Renjun’s blissed state by the change of pitch in his voice. "Is something wrong?"
Renjun sits back down and holds up what's left in his hand to his boyfriend. They both stare, dumbfounded by the sight.
"It didn't come with only one key, right?"
Renjun stares between his boyfriend and the snapped piece. "Uh…"
"..."
"Well." Renjun coughs awkwardly.
Mark’s face instantly fills with dread.
"Fuck."
Renjun lays in bed that night wondering where it all went wrong. He hasn't slept in Mark’s bed for six days now. A new record for them.
It's not like Mark doesn't ask him to come. Renjun doesn’t have the heart to. He can't bring himself to see Mark.
The worst scenarios keep happening and Renjun can't help but blame himself.
Last week, when Mark was handcuffed to the bed. They had a broken key and a pair of shattered demeanors. Renjun panicked looking up every trick online to get them open but to his dismay he couldn't unlock them on his own successfully. Renjun eventually gave in and he left to head out to buy cutters to at least break the chain. Eventually the two of them embarrassingly showed up to a friend's dorm because he mentioned he could get them off for them.
"So, I feel like I shouldn't be asking but why is Mark wearing broken handcuffs?" Jungwoo, a grad student they know from their old high school stares at the two as he fiddles with the lock. The pair offers nothing worthwhile but embarrassed grunts and ashamed glances.
It's another night they spend feeling a million times worse than when it started but at least they're not in the hospital again.
Renjun thinks after that day, life was sending him a sign, that maybe Mark and him were bound to face cruel and unusual hiccups just to enjoy more than the plain sex they tend to have. Or the alternative blunt and outright sign Renjun saw in his mind, is that maybe Mark wasn't perfectly made for him like he wants them to be. The stretch is far but Renjun's wavering heart clings to it.
Renjun originally shoves the insecurity back and ignores it. He goes to Mark's the night after and he tells himself: it's okay, they're okay. Fuck the signs of the universe! Mark loves him.
That's until Mark tells him, "Not tonight…"
Renjun stares at his boyfriend beside him in bed, putting down his book in his lap. He's trying to smile but the look he gives him feels pitiful, something sympathetic and sad.
"Oh." Renjun swallows the nervous lump.
Renjun minutes prior saw Mark by himself sitting up against the bed, leaning back over propped up pillows. Renjun took it upon himself to climb under and next to him. He leans over to turn his chin for Mark to kiss his face, Mark obliges, gentle at first but when Renjun licks, his hand moves to feel under Mark’s shirt his boyfriend clears his throat and pulls away. Mark never pulls away.
"I- don't really want to have sex tonight."
Renjun feels like he's shrinking inside himself. "Oh- okay…" His voice feels small.
"It's just, I'm tired…"
Renjun nods. He tries not to let the rejection overwhelm him or his eyes water. Mark never says that.
Mark can tell with one look from Renjun's eyes how he feels. His brows upturn and his lips go thin. "Jun, you didn't do anything, it's okay baby-"
"No, I understand. You're tired, right-" Renjun whispers. His chest aches, tears against Renjun’s better judgment and his own will, they start spilling and Mark closes his book quickly, putting it aside in favor of holding Renjun’s face.
"Baby- I'm sorry-"
"Don't say sorry, it's fine!" Renjun lies to himself. He knows in his head it's not fine. Their relationship was never built on sex so it shouldn't matter so much but apparently it does. It hurts so badly. He's being irrational, he knows it. it's normal not to always want sex. Mark would never turn him away if he didn't have a good reason to but Renjun can't help but convince himself he's the problem. Renjun feels unwanted, he feels like a burden, like an idiot thinking Mark would always take him when Renjun wanted Mark to physically love him.
"Renjun- baby look at me. I love you, okay. I'm sorry- it's just- yesterday, I didn't really get any relief after what happened so it hurt for a while and I just wanted a break." Mark explains nervously and Renjun tries his best to listen with his overwhelmed head.
"Y-you didn't tell me…" He suddenly remembers he didn't get to give Mark anything after his boyfriend sat through yesterday untouched. Renjun left him there and headed to the store soon after he broke the key, he didn't stick around long to realize.
"Well, you were running around trying to get the cuffs off. I can't exactly do anything…" Mark sighs scratching at his head.
"It's not your fault Jun." Mark mutters. "We have a lot of sex. I just felt like we could take a break for a couple days or two. It doesn't mean I love you any less or don't want you any less. It's far from that." Mark caresses Renjun’s tear stained cheek, kissing the surface. "I love you so much. Okay?"
Renjun nods, trying to stop his tears and his nervous stomach. "I love you too." He whispers.
Mark smiles, pressing their foreheads together. Renjun asks Mark if he'd still hold him and he does just that, the whole night, arms wrapping him close. A part of Renjun’s head eating at his insecurities tells him it's not enough.
Renjun doesn’t stay at Mark's the next night, or the night after or the night after that. Renjun as an excuse tells Mark it's upcoming projects and tests but at the end of every day, when he trudges back from his last class, Renjun in reality goes to his dorm bed and cries. Mark loves him unconditionally, he knows Mark does but why does his heart have trouble believing it. Why is he scared that if he shows up at Mark's front door asking to be held, to be touched, to be wanted; that Mark will tell him ‘no’, he doesn't want Renjun. Renjun presses his face into the pillow and cries until his body gives. He's being pathetic.
Jaemin and Donghyuck call him days later and tell him he's over thinking this.
"Mark has loved you for literal years! He pined for you before you even knew his name. Come on, Jun! Mark’s not going to stop loving you anytime soon." Donghyuck drills the thought in his head but Renjun still sobs like a little kid.
Renjun feels like his life has fallen apart only because his own unhealthy thoughts and brain are telling him how it is. He's convinced Mark puts up with him, Renjun is the one asking for too much. Mark should just break up with him.
Renjun groans, his head pressed into the dorm's kitchen table. He's trying to eat lunch but he has no will left in him to go on and lift the rice filled spoon to his mouth any longer. He thinks he'll just stay here and decay into nothingness.
"Dude." Yangyang trots in and out from the bathroom with wet hair. "You look and smell like you're dying."
"It's because I am dying."
His roommate looks away muttering a "Dramatic…" to himself.
"So why aren't you at Mark's this weekend being depressed over there instead of here?" Yangyang walks in and out of his room, tossing old clothes aside to head towards the fridge. "Actually you haven't been there all week. What gives?"
Renjun groans, turning his head to look away. "I don't want to talk about it." Renjun mumbles.
"A lover's quarrel?" Yangyang snorts like it's a silly matter but his roommate doesn't understand Renjun has let his entire life collapse in the past 5-6 days over this. He's an absolute mess.
Renjun doesn’t even get how he's gotten so miserable over a problem that shouldn't be real. He's never felt so rock-bottom and unsure about being with Mark. Mark has always felt like butterflies, warmth, love and bliss. Renjun and Mark were perfect. Why did it stop feeling perfect?
"Oh yeah, way late but sorry about the whole vanilla sex thing I said when I was drunk. I almost forgot to apologize for it because Xiaojun told me what happened later. I just remembered."
Renjun sits up. He stares at Yangyang.
That's it.
"This is- it's all your dumb fault!" Renjun gets up from his chair to point threateningly at Yangyang.
"W-what? What's going on?" He turns to look at Renjun over his shoulder from the refrigerator, startled by the outburst.
"You and your stupid ass comment!" Renjun runs hands through his hair feeling crazy. "If you never said anything about our sex- it would have been fine! Mark and I were perfectly fine before!"
Yangyang raises his hands defensively, confused as to exactly what's happening and Renjun groans a sound out that's on a cusp of a cry and runs a hand down his face.
"Now I can't even face my boyfriend all because I think he's tired of having sex with me! Even if he loves me, what if he actually loathes sleeping with me from now on after this! What if he just sleeps with me out of obligation?! What if he hates it now?"
Renjun sits back down, crossing his arms over the table and lets out a whine into his hoodie sleeves with his head down.
"Oh geez." Yangyang fumbles.
"It's your fault you asshole." The words come out muffled but his roommate still hears it. Yangyang sighs.
"I… don't really know what happened but I can kinda imagine from what you're saying and I'm sorry."
"Fuck you." Renjun grumbles incoherently. Yangyang massages his temples.
"If I buy you take-out as an apology will that make you feel any better?"
Renjun responds with a grunt and Yangyang rolls his eyes.
"I'm getting a pizza." Yangyang throws his hands up and leaves the kitchen to go grab his phone in his room to order.
After he orders, he tries his attempts at being a good roommate, telling Renjun he needs to shower. Renjun doesn’t move from his spot no matter how much Yangyang kicks at his chair or complains he looks gross, claiming he needs to get it together.
It gets to the point where Yangyang has to hoist him up out of the chair and physically drag him. Renjun initially fights back, he smacks Yangyang's face once but seeing it did nothing to stop Yangyang's efforts, Renjun willingly lets himself get thrown into the tub.
"You'll thank me later." He closes the door and screams through it at Renjun to hurry up.
Renjun does as he's told but only because Yangyang holds the door close on the other side, claiming he'll move away the moment he hears the water running. Renjun huffs, getting undressed to take his reluctant shower.
After 20 minutes under hot water, Renjun comes out of the bathroom to put on some clean clothes.
"Pizza will be here in five. You answer the door, it's already paid for." Yangyang calls out to him right before he steps into the bathroom again and Renjun frowns.
The knock on the dorm door is on time as Yangyang says. Renjun trots out of his room tiredly and opens it.
When Renjun sees what's on the other side he convinces himself that it's a figment of his imagination.
"Did someone order pizza?"
Renjun's face is flushing a dark red. Mark is standing at the door with two boxes in hand and a sweet smile.
"Can- I return them…" Renjun mutters.
"Sorry, I'm afraid there's no refunds." Mark answers with gentleness in his voice. He stares at him, eyes soft and warm.
"Can I come in? Can we talk?"
Renjun wants to shake his head and say 'no' but his mouth betrays him.
"Okay…" Renjun opens the door and Mark enters, shoving off his shoes and placing the boxes on their dorm table.
Renjun steps away, watching Mark from a distance and off to the side. Once Mark finishes, he is immediately looking at Renjun again, coming in close. Mark opens his arms and Renjun looks up at him, eyes beginning to water before he's moving to press himself into Mark's chest.
"I miss you." Mark buries his face into his head, despite his wet hair. "I haven't held you all week. I haven't seen your face or heard your voice."
Mark sounds heartbroken and Renjun presses his face deeper into Mark’s warmth knowing he's to blame for it.
"I-I'm sorry…" Renjun’s apology is muffled by Mark’s shirt and his own sniffles.
"Don't be, baby." Mark shifts to kiss his cheek. "I love you Renjun, you know that right?" Mark mouths the reassurance close to his ear and Renjun nods.
"And I'll tell you I love you everyday if you need to hear it. Because I'm going to keep loving you."
Renjun’s eyes were already spilling tears but not to this extent. Before he even realizes it, suddenly it's uncontrollable and in big sobs.
"I-I love you." Renjun can only manage before he's heaving heavy breathes and choking on his tears.
One of Mark’s hands on Renjun’s back moves up to brush through Renjun’s hair, massaging his scalp calmly and humming comfort, "It's okay, I'm here. You're okay."
Renjun initially cries more hearing the words but after enough time his tears eventually die.
Mark is swaying them slightly as they stand and Renjun shuts his eyes to focus on Mark's familiar smell and warmth. It's almost euphoric to have him wrapped around him again. Renjun misses Mark like it's been years. How he could go on without seeking Mark all week is beyond him. He's so in love he doesn't think he could ever leave Mark’s side after this moment.
Suddenly, there's a sound of someone clearing their throat. "As much as I love seeing you guys make up or whatever. I do want to sit in the kitchen and enjoy some pizza." Yangyang pipes up in the middle of their embrace.
Renjun pulls away, only enough to frown at his roommate and Mark laughs.
"Sorry dude, my bad." Mark lets go of Renjun but Renjun whines.
"You don't need to be considerate to him." Renjun squints at Yangyang and Yangyang only squints back.
"Well, considering I'm here only because Yangyang called me," Mark leans down to peck Renjun’s wet cheek. "I don't think I should be mean to him."
Renjun’s eye's go momentarily wide, looking between his boyfriend and then his roommate.
"Told you, you were gonna thank me for making you shower."
Renjun’s brows furrow and he pouts. Mark notices and smiles, lifting a hand to pat his head.
"Oh shit, you got two pizza's Lee?" Yangyang lifts the other box, surprised.
"Yeah, that's mine. I got myself one." Mark holds his hand open and Yangyang passes it to him.
Renjun looks confused between the box and his boyfriend. "Are you not staying?"
Mark sheepishly smiles. "I thought I'd head home and you could come with'? Only if you want to though!"
Mark pats Renjun’s head once again and Renjun crinkles his eyes at the affection. "I don't want to intrude if you want more time alone. I did show up without you knowing so…" Mark trails but Renjun shakes his head.
"I'll come." He peers up at Mark. "I would rather share a pizza with you right now than him." Renjun points behind him to Yangyang with a slice in his mouth and a frown on his face.
His roommate waits to finish chewing and replies. "Please take him. He's annoying."
Renjun flips him off and Yangyang replicates it. Mark giggles at the exchange.
"You want to pack a bag, we can head over in a sec." Mark plants a kiss on Renjun’s nose and he melts, nodding and scurrying to his room to grab his things.
Renjun and Mark take the short walk off campus to his apartment, Mark’s hand is warm in this, thumbing his skin as they swing their arms. Mark listens to Renjun talk, elaborating his feelings in depth. His boyfriend hums, answering him with a tightening grip. Renjun looks down at their feet when they walk. Occasionally he blushes when Mark says something especially sweet and cheesy. He feels so loved.
They finally enter the apartment and Renjun feels a huge wave of relief overcome him to be back here, a place that feels a little like a second home, Mark and his.
Once they take their shoes off, Mark is already pulling him close and kissing him breathless. His mouth is attached to his like he's been drowning and he's deprived of breathing to live, now Renjun's lips are his only savior.
"Love you, so much." Mark cradles one of Renjun’s cheeks.
"I know." Renjun giggles against him. "I love you too. So so much."
Mark grins, all of his sparkly little teeth are so full in his smile. Right then and there he dives back in to kiss him again. Renjun would give into the feeling and motions for hours, letting Mark be but his stomach grumbles and the two look down at Renjun's gut to laugh.
Renjun sits beside Mark in his kitchen, enjoying some slightly cold pizza while chuckling the entire time Mark tells him some really corny pun he heard the other day.
They fall back into their old routine and rhythm like it never faltered at all to begin with. Renjun sighs happily.
"You finish' Jun?" Mark is washing his dish, gesturing for Renjun to hand him his own plate. Renjun waddles over from his seat to place in his palm as he runs to the bathroom after to wash his hands.
Renjun re-enters the room seeing Mark's back against the counter top, waiting for him. Renjun beelines over to his boyfriend, rushing to hold him and Mark accepts his embrace with an 'oof' sound when Renjun hits his chest.
"You're awfully clingy." Mark’s voice has a hint of playfulness and endearment to it. Renjun pouts his lips out at the words, getting on his tiptoes for Mark to kiss.
Mark immediately gives, peppering quick little affections and Renjun giggles.
"So cute. I missed your adorable laugh." Mark hums, kissing chaste the next time he presses, then after that it's longer and more passionate.
"I missed you, and your stupid cute face." Renjun gasps when Mark bites and suddenly sucks hard on his bottom lip.
Kissing always starts sweet and light but they can't seem to ever keep it that way. Renjun eventually shoves his tongue past Mark’s lips and Mark reacts by sucking on it before pressing it back with his own into Renjun’s mouth, lifting his chin to give him a better angle. Renjun whines when Mark tilts his head, the kiss feels heavier, makes him lightheaded, sends shivers to his spine. Mark doesn’t miss out on holding Renjun right about now either. Bad habits lead back to the same old nature of hands down Renjun’s hips to his ass and thighs, a grip and squeeze of the flesh there and kneading it between his fingers. Renjun gasps being handled roughly, arms working their way around Mark's neck and tugging him closer, all until their bodies are flush, one entity, no space, sharing heat and everything in between.
"Baby I need you." Mark growls, his lip must be absolutely swollen but Renjun bites on it relentlessly, letting the flesh slip from his hold just to get it back between his own teeth all over again.
"What do you need? Hm?" Renjun hums, feigning ignorance as Mark kisses him more desperate, a hand squeezing around Renjun’s softest parts, all while roaming under his shirt with the other.
"Want you." Mark sounds absolutely gone, needy and breathless. It's so attractive to Renjun he just might whimper to the sound of it.
"How do you want me?" Renjun runs his nails down Mark’s spine, kissing the question out between breaths.
"Wanna bend you over." Mark mutters. "Bend you over right here and fuck you over the counter."
Renjun is thrown off guard by the words but he nods, kissing his lips again. "Right here? What's gotten into you Markie?"
"I haven't touched you in days. I think I need you right now or I actually might die." Mark dips his lips to mouth at Renjun’s jaw.
Renjun throws his head back in a moan when Mark suckles hard below the skin under his ear.
"Okay- ah- slow down, baby." Mark is going to leave so many bruises but that fact just excites Renjun even more.
"Baby, okay- stop- bend me over. Fuck me full. I want to feel you so badly." Renjun whines and Mark stops kissing around his neck to look at him. His eyes are one shade, pupils gone and dark, his lip upturned before turning Renjun around and pressing him up against the marbling of his table. Renjun lets his body be guided, flushing against the cold material, head lowered as Mark starts to work Renjun’s jeans off.
Mark stares at the sight of him like this, he gropes at Renjun's ass once before slipping his hands to the waistband and buttons to get them off and down to his ankles. Renjun is still in his briefs but Mark presses himself forward against his backside, hands anchored tight around his hips to grind and Renjun chokes, feeling the hard pressure in Mark’s own pants.
"M-Mark." Renjun groans, gritting through his teeth. "Clothes- off now." He demands and Mark chuckles at the tone wavering in his voice.
"Of course." Mark kisses behind his ear as he lowers Renjun’s waistband slowly, cold air hitting the exposed skin there. It's giving Renjun goosebumps; that's until Mark’s fingers can't keep to himself cause a second he's cold, another second later, Mark is massaging the flesh of his ass until it's undeniably warm in his palm while kissing up his spine.
"Mark." Renjun huffs. "Don't you dare make me fucking wait."
Mark stops feeling Renjun up, letting out an exasperated breath. "God, you're so impatient. Lucky I love your cute ass."
Mark pulls away, slapping Renjun’s butt, not enough to hurt but just enough to scare him. Renjun squeaks and he immediately tries to kick his boyfriend, lifting a leg from still being bent over.
"You dick!" Renjun yells and Mark backs off just in time to dodge the attack.
"I'm getting lube. Wait here and stop being bratty." Mark hits Renjun’s ass again quickly and Renjun yelps. He turns around fuming and Mark scurries out of the kitchen in laughter.
"I'm not bratty, you're an ass!"
"Sure, totally not a brat at all!" Mark shouts the response from across the apartment before he comes sliding back into the room.
"You're so annoying, I can't believe I put up with you." Renjun bends back over the table seeing Mark get behind him and his boyfriend scoffs.
"If I'm so annoying, I don't have to put my dick in you." Mark retorts like the threat means something but he's already got lube on his hands, and is slipping two fingers, knuckles deep, into Renjun.
"T-then don't." Renjun turns his head, nose pointed towards the air. Mark is rocking him a little bit against the table by the way he's fingering him fast and rough, it almost makes him stammer.
"Fine." Mark curls his fingers, adding a third one while he's at it and Renjun lets out a labored moan.
"W-whatever." Renjun’s breath sounds strangled.
Renjun can tell Mark’s thinking very hard about what to do next when he keeps stretching Renjun although he knows it's enough at this point.
Renjun would tease him for the silence if it wasn't for the fingers inside, turning his brain into pure static.
Mark finally sighs, pulling his fingers out. Renjun hears the sound of a zipper and fabric rustling.
"If I was any pettier and less horny, I swear I'd leave you here like this." Renjun smiles to himself when he can pinpoint the sound of Mark covering his cock in slick lube and feeling it aligned right with Renjun’s hole. Renjun presses his ass back against it and his boyfriend cusses.
"Shit, Jun I didn't even tell you I was going, oh god."
"Don't care, I feel you." Renjun presses again and this time he takes just a little, the hard tip of Mark’s cock probes in and Renjun flutters his eyes satisfied by the feeling. Days without this makes the sensation a hundred times better, he's a million times hungrier for it.
"Fucking hell." Mark chokes. Renjun eases himself back into it and all Mark can do is meet him in the middle, hands on his hips to help push with him.
When Mark bottoms out, Renjun sighs, full to the brim. Mark rubs circles into his hips before running a hand on the side of this thigh. "You're so much sometimes. What am I gonna do with you?"
Renjun flushes and laughs small sounding.
"I know something you could do?" Renjun looks over his shoulder innocently and Mark bites back a chuckle.
"Mhm. I guess there is something." Mark squeezes the part of Renjun between his hand, adjusting his hips and Renjun pants slightly at the shifting inside him.
"I personally think you should do whatever that thing is. Super fast and rough please."
"You're really something else." Renjun can practically see Mark rolling his eyes and laughing. "If that's how you want it then, don't complain after."
"I won't-" Renjun covers his mouth mid sentence to stop a moan once the pressure of pulling out and slamming back in against his hips happens in a mere couple of seconds. Renjun thinks he's going to lose his mind tonight.
Renjun and Mark are normal again.
Everything is at peace with Renjun’s world. Mark and him talk, text, eat meals together, watch movies, hold hands, kiss and most importantly of all, they have sex that doesn't feel like they have to jump hurdles over to get to. Neither do they end with less than desirable outcomes beside soiled bed sheets and soreness.
All is as it should be in Renjun’s world.
Except it's funny, because he still can't put his mind at ease about the whole boring vanilla sex thing.
It's stupid but-
"You're still thinking about it?"
"Well yeah. I dunno? Is it weird?" Renjun mutters.
Jeno across from him is playing with a plastic fork between his teeth. He's looking up, hand on his chin to ponder.
"Nah." Jeno removes his fork to stab his piece of chicken in his salad. "To be honest, it sounds like you wasted a lot of time only to feel shitty."
Renjun grumbles at Jeno’s honesty. They're definitely getting close now. "Thanks for putting it like that."
Jeno shrugs, chewing on lettuce.
Renjun sighs, looking down at his container of rice and curry. He doesn’t even want to take a glimpse at his list any more. At this point he can't help but feel the whole experience was meaningless. Renjun thought it'd be more fun, maybe even a little sexy but in reality it was a lot more shameful and anxiety inducing. The act of doing the actions weren't even the horrible parts, it was the aftermath for him. Renjun can’t believe how emotionally straining the past two months were.
"Hey, Renjun!" The voice isn't outright one he recognizes but when he turns to the source, he immediately knows the face.
"J-Jungwoo." Renjun fumbles. Oh god, please don't ask. Renjun hides his expression with his hand and Jeno looks between the two, confused why Renjun is slouching.
He's the one who opened the handcuffs. Renjun mouths and Jeno nods, intrigued by the tall man walking over.
"Hey…" Renjun tries the word naturally. "How are you?"
Jungwoo smiles pointing at the seat beside Renjun and the two at the table exchange looks before agreeing and gesturing for him to sit.
"I'm good. It's nice to see you. Oh, I'm Jungwoo by the way." He reaches out to Jeno and Jeno takes his hand in a shake.
"Jeno." He smiles back and Renjun is thinking so far he hasn't asked, maybe they'll avoid it entirely.
"I haven't seen you since the handcuff thing."
Renjun should have known, Jeno across them snickers.
"That's um…" Renjun starts sweating. He's looking back at Jeno like he'll have some magical solution to help avoid his embarrassing problem but all Jeno does is start sipping his drink.
"You're probably wondering what happened, huh?" Renjun laughs strained and Jungwoo stares at him unblinking.
"Oh. Mark told me."
Renjun gets beet red. "Mark what?"
Jungwoo's face seems to crack a smile. "He told me about the whole thing. Even before the handcuffs. He asked me for advice."
Renjun feels hot knowing Mark told other people but it's not like he didn't do the same. Besides that, it does make sense since Jungwoo was a senior Mark was also close to growing up.
"I see…" Renjun shrinks in his seat.
"You don't have to be embarrassed. I'm not judging, I get it, but I could stop talking about it if it makes you uncomfortable?"
"Well- it's fine, actually." Renjun looks across at Jeno, still mostly a witness and eating his lunch. "I was just talking about it with him."
Renjun looks down at his lap after, chuckling before he lets out a tiny sigh.
"Oh… I'm guessing, the last one you guys did, didn't go well either."
Renjun feels the shame all over again just thinking about it.
"Last one was still the handcuffs so you can probably imagine."
Jungwoo nods, looking a bit awkward but sympathetic. "Gotchu."
"I should probably give up this… thing. No use in persisting on something that isn't working." Renjun kicks his foot against the fake grass under the table there and Jungwoo frowns.
"You know, I don't think you should put it like that. It's not like it's your fault right?"
Renjun nods and Jungwoo looks at him before humming in thought.
"I have a little idea for you about one thing you could try with your boyfriend. Only if you want the advice of course. And I'm pretty sure it'd be hard to fuck up."
Renjun perks up in his seat, turning to look at him.
Jungwoo smiles at Renjun's reaction. "Mark is kinda easy to read about the things he likes, so I'm pretty positive he'd be into it too."
Renjun blinks, turning to look at Jeno who shrugs and backs at Jungwoo.
"Okay…" Renjun fiddles in his seat.
One last knock at this couldn't hurt. What does he have to lose?
"What is it?"
Renjun: Baby, I finished class early. I'm heading over first. Love you.
Renjun’s exhale is shaky as he pockets his phone and pulls out the spare key to Mark's apartment.
He's so fucking nervous. His hand has a slight jitteriness to it as he's turning the knob and stepping inside with the shopping bag of items Jungwoo, Jaemin and Donghyuck meticulously picked out for him over video call the other week. They finally arrived yesterday morning and Renjun knew he had to prepare himself for this. Friday was the only day he might get out of class earlier than Mark, every other day of the week Mark gets to his apartment first. If he was going to surprise Mark, he needed to do it today, he had no choice.
Renjun throws his keys aside on the kitchen table and beelines immediately for the bathroom. He's undressing himself naked, getting into Mark’s shower to wash up in preparation of being clean for the inevitable sex (he thinks, unless there’s the slim chance Mark freaks out about this idea of his and somehow everything goes south.) He keeps his hair untouched and steps out to wring the rest of himself dry. He reaches for his cell phone where he left it on the sink, squinting at the time.
Mark gets out of his lecture in 20 minutes and the walk to his complex is about five. Renjun has to hurry.
Renjun rushes out into Mark’s room, dumping out the shopping bag all over Mark’s bed. He's examining if everything's there, sighing out with a heavy breath of relief that nothing is missing. Now he needs to put it all on.
Since yesterday, Renjun took the opportunity to try on everything at home before he left for class that day. Jungwoo has the impeccable sense of guessing Renjun’s size so he realized there are some things he wasn't told about in the package that still fit perfectly and sung.
Renjun stares at his reflection in the mirror in Mark’s room, unfamiliar with the sight of himself. A huge part of Renjun thinks this is a stupid idea. It's not like it's that outlandish or crazy, Jungwoo especially reassures him that this might be one of the most inoffensive surprises he could give Mark in the bedroom.
Donghyuck even goes as far as saying: "If Mark doesn't like it then we might have to all pull up and beat his stupid ass."
Renjun that night, he took Jungwoo's suggestion and got his best friends in on this too, they all gathered together on call to help him. While they were discussing, he thought his friends were absolutely right about how good of an idea this was but now he's suddenly starting to second guess himself. Mark and him have been weird about their sex lately because of the whole suggestion that started all this. He wants one of the new things they've tried to actually stick for both of them and not leave behind uncertain feelings.
Mark hasn't ever given him an ounce of doubt that the chemistry between them is faltering after the three years they've been together but a huge part of Renjun wants to be sure Mark will always look at him. He wants Mark to keep his eyes on Renjun like nothing else matters. It’s silly because everyone around him already thinks Mark is completely head over heels in love with Renjun but Renjun has a weird sense of pride to further prove it to himself. He doesn't want Mark to ever stop thinking about him, like a permanent singe to his brain. Maybe Renjun is being a little possessive about this but he's never felt the emotion arise so intensely up until recent. He doesn’t know how to go about it but cling to it, act on it. He wants Mark all to himself.
Renjun stares a second longer in the mirror, fingers playing with the material on his thigh, chest and waist. Renjun finally concedes. It looks really good on him, a lot more than he thought it would. He's just hoping Mark thinks the same.
Renjun is in the last couple minutes of Mark’s estimated arrival so he shoves the empty shopping bag and his backpack away, right before plucking out the lotion bottle of orange and sweet cream Mark really likes the smell of. He lathers on a sheen layer over his stomach, a little on his thighs, and then on any other parts of exposed skin before haphazardly throwing the bottle aside where all his other things are. He climbs onto Mark’s sheets, sitting himself pretty, smacked right in the middle of the bed like a centerpiece. Renjun looks down at himself, a quick surge of shame fills him but he can't back out now, not after all that prep. Mark should be home any minute.
Renjun sits quietly, his nervous breath and loudly beating heart is the only thing he can tune his ears into. It's then that Renjun's shoulders jump at the sound. The front door of the apartment is being unlocked. Renjun swallows the huge lump forming in his throat and shakes off the last of his nerves as he hears the door open and close. Mark’s metal key ring is jangling in the other room as it’s being tossed aside on what sounds like the marble of Mark’s kitchen counter.
"Baby, I'm home?" Mark calls out to him, his voice a bit far, footsteps patering throughout the apartment's hardwood floors. He's looking for Renjun.
Renjun keeps his lips shut tight. He planned all the little details in his head on how this goes. He won't speak until Mark comes to open his bedroom door. There aren't that many rooms in the apartment for Mark to check. The actuality of it all is that Renjun won't have to wait long but every noise Mark makes searching through the house makes Renjun’s nervous stomach clench. He's cold with goosebumps due to the thin and little fabric to hide his skin but his face is the complete opposite, burning from all the built up emotions with the anticipation for this precise moment.
Suddenly, Renjun hears Mark's footsteps, incoming and close. Renjun holds his breath. The knob shakes, the slowish swing of the door sounds so much louder than it should in Renjun’s ears. Mark's voice starts, it's the usual pet name, light and airy on his lips but then it's knotted and caught in his throat.
"Baby-"
Mark has the door wide open, his face unsuspecting and sweet as it always is when he has Renjun in his thoughts until he makes a full stop, his features shift. He notices the sight on his bed.
"Hi." Renjun’s voice comes out smaller than he intended, almost like a soft and pretty whisper.
Mark stares. He blinks. Renjun thinks the sight is a bit comical actually, like Mark’s trying very hard to process the image of everything in front of him, inch by inch, color by color, curve by curve.
His mouth looks dry, he opens it, closes it. There's no sound. Renjun can't even hear him breathe. Renjun smiles, thinking Mark will break into something but weirdly, nothing happens as he stands in the doorway and a minute passes. It's initially cute to Renjun but now the feeling in his chest is starting to ache. The physical clock ticks in his brain, waiting and taunting him.
He's getting antsy by Mark’s lack of reaction, he isn't moving at all. They're just looking at each other. Renjun at the most expected Mark to come over to the bed, all handsy to touch and hold him, maybe a little desperate about it too. At the least, he expected to earn a little flush on his cheeks or the typical sputtering but Mark isn't saying a word. Was he wrong about all this?
"Mark?" He calls out to him, voice unsteady.
Mark’s eyes shift wide and his eyebrows raise up at the call of his name.
Renjun clears his throat, unsure how to continue. He feels utterly embarrassed.
"I- I should get my clothes."
Renjun sits up on his knees. He's done. He's ready to climb off the bed. This was so stupid. He feels like an idiot for thinking this was a great idea.
"Sorry." Renjun mutters as he's lifting his legs off the sheets and Mark springs up immediately in his spot.
"Jun- wait. Fuck- wait, baby!" Mark finally has some life in him, scurrying over to meet Renjun at the foot of his bed before Renjun can entirely abandon this horribly embarrassing ship he's set himself on.
Mark reaches for Renjun’s wrist, keeping him put in his place.
"I- I don't know what I was thinking? This is really weird isn't it-" Renjun speaks fast, trying to tugs Mark's hold on him away but Mark doesn't budge.
"Jun- wait. Listen. I didn't get to say anything yet!" Mark pushes Renjun to sit back down on his thighs but Renjun keeps resisting.
“It’s fine- we can pretend this didn’t happen-”
"Will you stop Jun- I don't think it's weird! I like it, okay!" Mark’s voice is firm and Renjun stops fighting to look at Mark's face. His boyfriend's features are totally serious until he realizes. Mark gets impossibly red.
"Oh." Renjun sits himself still, heart hammering against his ribcage.
"I just was-" Mark looks down at Renjun's thighs, swallowing before tearing his eyes away. "Surprised. Really surprised. I need you to give me a minute."
Mark lowers his head and releases a heavy sigh. Renjun doesn't know what to say. Mark and him aren't usually this tense or awkward, not since they were teens crushing in high school. This is so foreign for Renjun to be speechless on what to do.
"I didn't know if you'd like it." Renjun mutters small, shifting back and forth on his seat.
Mark laughs at a loss, eyes still focused on the bed sheets before lifting his head to properly look at Renjun again.
"It's a lot. Just- so much…" Mark’s voice cracks and Renjun smiles.
"So much?"
Mark squeezes his eyes shut with another nervous chuckle. "God. There's so much lace."
Renjun has to giggle at that reaction.
Renjun is dressed down in so little at the same time so much sheer white fabric. It's flowery lace on his thighs from the high socks with thin white garters attached to match. He's fitted perfectly in white underwear lingerie designed with little for the imagination except the coverage it has on his dick and most of his ass that's practically just all string and see through fabric. Lastly is the top he's wearing, a pretty white sweater that's seemingly modest until given a second look to see it's cropped shorter than any normal one Renjun owns. If Renjun lifts his arms up any higher, he'd be flashing most of his chest and nipples. Renjun can imagine it must be a dizzying sight for Mark.
"So it's… good?" Renjun gets on his knees for Mark to see him better and Mark’s eyes get wide, immediately latching onto his figure.
"Jesus." Mark fumbles when Renjun scoots closer. Mark shifts his body at the edge of the bed to help Renjun sit up and get to him.
Renjun lifts his leg over Mark, reluctant to sit over Mark’s jeans until Mark’s hands come to hold at his waist.
Parts of Renjun's exposed ass and thighs are met with half denim and half of Mark’s skin due to the rips in his pants. Renjun shouldn't get so caught up in such a miniscule thing, but the little skin to skin contact there gets Renjun a bit excited, it's not like it’s the first time Mark’s skin has ever touched him bare on his thighs. It's silly, it'd be unnoticeable if Renjun didn't focus so much on the thought of it but for some reason he really likes it.
"It was Jungwoo's idea." Renjun whispers, touching Mark’s hand, firm on his waist. "He said you'd probably like it because-"
Renjun gets nervous to continue, laughing to fill the tenseness in his chest. "You look at me a lot. You watch me, stare at me. You're really shameless about it too, honestly." Renjun laughs and Mark lets out an embarrassed sound from his throat as he listens, keeping his eyes on Renjun’s features.
"You always say I look pretty." Renjun mutters, guiding one of Mark’s hands downward. Mark’s fingers trace where lace meets skin on his underwear. Traveling until it's below his ass, cupping the soft flesh there and tangling his fingers through the tiny straps and strings of the lingerie.
"So I thought you'd like looking at me even more like this." Renjun encourages Mark to touch more, shifting himself in Mark's hands and his boyfriend takes the signal, fingers feeling across the thin fabric on his cheeks until he stops, brows furrowed.
"Oh, oh god." Mark’s hand slips between Renjun’s underwear by accident. There's a sliver of an opening in the back that leaves Renjun very obviously exposed.
"It's made like that." Renjun whispers, leaning closer and letting Mark’s hand feel all of him. Mark’s touch is cautious, ghosting, exploring skin until Mark presses on one spot, finding Renjun’s rim. Renjun whines at the pressure and Mark's breath sputters against Renjun’s face at the sound of his boyfriend's reaction.
"Fuck-" Mark mutters with a strain in his voice. "I can just- touch you like this-"
"Mhm." Renjun smiles, pressing his ass down against his hand. "Since its open like that I can keep it on when you fuck me too."
Renjun thinks it might be a little too much for Mark’s head when his fingers stop moving and he tenses up.
"Shit-" Mark chokes. "What-"
"Everything can stay on when you fuck me." Renjun laughs breathy and small against Mark’s ear, arms folding over his shoulders and his body pressing into his chest. "Only if you want that though. Strip me, leave me be, however you'd like me, Markie."
Mark whimpers at the words and Renjun can't help but snicker.
Renjun pulls back to look at Mark's face. His complexion is so many shades redder than his natural color; it's spreading across his collarbones, neck, cheeks and ears. His furrowed brows and the creased lines on his skin show obvious signs of distress and flusteredness. Renjun thinks it's utterly adorable.
"You're going to seriously kill me." Mark breathes out and Renjun just laughs, laughs so much and right in his face.
He should keep up the sexy little act but he can't when Mark is so distraught.
"You really like this- oh my god. You're so red!"
Mark gapes his mouth open and closed, baffled by his boyfriend's break in demeanor. "What- What did you expect! I come home and you're dressed in my bed like this and now your laughing that I'm turned on by it- fucking hell- you're so evil."
Mark suddenly grips Renjun by his thighs, scooping him up to drop him on the bed. Renjun gasps loud amidst his laughter at the sudden force, grabbing tightly onto Mark’s neck to take him down with him.
"You're such a fucking-"
"Amazing boyfriend?" Renjun smiles innocently.
Mark lets out an exasperated breath, a smirk blooming, unable to stay mad. "I was going for something along the lines of 'menace' but sure. Amazing boyfriend."
Mark’s voice is seeping with sarcasm as Renjun giggles underneath him. Renjun tugs Mark's neck to come down to meet his face, inches away, nose brushing against his.
Mark lowers himself onto him, making it easier for his boyfriend to kiss when Renjun notices a press against his thigh before their lips can even touch.
"Mark are you-" Renjun relinquishes one hand around Mark's neck to bring it in between them, sliding downward to cup at Mark's jeans.
He can't believe it. Mark's already so stiff in his pants, Renjun feels his length through the fabric with his fingers, grinning ear to ear.
"I haven't even kissed you at all?" Renjun teases. "You're so hard, baby?"
Mark chokes on his spit as Renjun continues to feel him up.
"Was the sight of me enough? Maybe touching so little of me? Or could it be you're just that excited at only the idea of fucking me like this?"
Renjun presses against Mark's hard on with more force in his palm and Mark grinds his hip against it, unable to answer with nothing but incomprehensible groans.
"You're so- so cute like this. So needy for me. You can do whatever you want with me tonight. Fuck me slow or wreck me in minutes. I'm all yours Mark."
Mark lets out a choked breath, buckling his hips. Renjun eggs him on, shifting his hand more and more on the indent of Mark’s cock, whispering little teases in his ears, all until his boyfriend grabs Renjun’s hand to stop him; he's abruptly sitting up and out of Renjun’s touch. Renjun looks surprised initially but he figures out from the dazed and red faced expression on Mark, he wants something.
"You're gonna make me cum before I even get to fuck you Jun- shit." Mark breathes out, shaking his head and ruffling his own hair as a means to calm himself down. Renjun tilts his head curious while Mark exhales.
"Can I see you first?" Mark mumbles, gesturing for Renjun to sit up. "I want to see all of you."
"Oh…" Renjun does as Mark suggests, getting up to sit on his thighs.
Renjun looks at Mark and Mark tugs him by his wrist to come over. He brings Renjun to hover over his lap and once he has him in reach, he looks Renjun up and down, fingers tracing his figure.
“Can you turn around for me now?” Renjun nods slowly, shifting to face away from Mark but staying close and remaining over his legs.
Renjun tries to look over his shoulder in an attempt to see what Mark is going to do but his boyfriend lifts a hand behind Renjun’s head to stop him from moving. “Look forward.”
Renjun is caught off guard by the command but does as he's told. As he's looking at the wall of Mark’s room and headboard, he feels hands hover over his hips.
"This is what it looks like…" Mark mutters, running a finger between the exposed middle of Renjun’s ass, probably admiring the lingerie. Renjun hums in response to Mark's soft voice.
"Pretty." Mark mumbles before leaning in to leave a kiss. Renjun bites down on his bottom lip as Mark peppers soft kisses, only for them to slowly grow in neediness and pressure.
"You smell so nice everywhere." Mark mouths on the flesh of his ass. "Fuck, it's insane how nice you smell."
Renjun makes a mental note to himself that the lotion was a fantastic idea as Mark continues to press his face into Renjun.
Mark’s always been one to cherish Renjun, hold him anywhere and everywhere humanly possible but he's never had Mark do something like this. It is probably because Mark is slow and enjoys thorough foreplay while Renjun likes their sessions to be faster and rough so they're sex is typically a compromise of both.
Renjun doesn’t usually have the patience for Mark to spend a decade on every little square inch of his body but today feels different. Renjun feels like he's a present wrapped up nice and pretty for Mark. Seeing Mark enamored with him, admiring him, so far gone because he can't get enough of Renjun. He likes it so much he doesn't mind being untouched in his underwear while Mark savors him.
Mark continues to press kisses against Renjun’s ass, no longer feathery and sweet but sloppy and urgent. Renjun tries not to let the feeling overwhelm him, but he can't contain the moan that escapes when Mark slips his tongue out amidst the kisses to lick against his rim. Renjun tenses the muscles in his thighs and ass, nearly losing some of his balance and will to be positioned upright and rather take an easier one like bending over for Mark.
Mark seems to notice Renjun’s want to hunch forward so he moves one hand he has secured on his right hip to place on Renjun’s abdomen instead. Renjun whines when Mark forces his posture back while still kissing, licking, and sucking.
"Mark I can't-" Renjun's voice is like putty; it's shaken but soft and soothing for Mark to listen to. "It's too much-"
Mark doesn’t stop, it's like the more Renjun fumbles out his pleads the more it fuels Mark to continue. Renjun cries and whines out little noises of pleasure and Mark must be moving at the pace he's going to be rewarded with more and more.
"Baby- ha-" Renjun pants. "Let me bend over, please-" He's at his limit, squirming and pressing forward as much as he physically can against Mark's unmoving hand.
Mark finally gives in to Renjun, fumbling out small "okay baby"s, and helping Renjun settle down onto the bed on his knees, arms extended to hold his weight and his head hanging down low as Mark resumes burying his face into Renjun’s ass.
Renjun gasps immediately, because the minute he gets into his new position, Mark shoves his tongue past Renjun’s rim, in and out and is then licking the span of skin around it, going back and forth. Renjun can't help but let out every lewd sound imaginable, it's so much for him and Mark shows no sign of slowing down or stopping. He's even baffled Mark has no sense of an urgency to breathe a little. Renjun thinks his boyfriend is insane about the priority he takes to have his mouth on Renjun as long as he possibly can, but all at the same time he loves him for it.
Renjun wonders how either of them can go on at this rate, Renjun’s arms and legs feel like jelly and Mark’s heavy exhales against his skin tells Renjun, his boyfriend is going to need to stop soon enough.
It's then, Mark pulls away first before Renjun can give in and collapse into the sheets. Mark sounds breathless, hands on Renjun’s hips squeezing fingers so tight around him he's bound to leave marks.
"I'm gonna prep you baby? Is that okay?"
Renjun can barely speak after all that but he does his best to let out some type of audible confirmation to Mark. Mark seems to understand so he leaves Renjun for a second to walk over to the bedside, shaking the bottle of lube, realizing there's not a lot left.
Mark comes back over to kiss Renjun, still positioned on all fours and waiting for him, leaning over to plant it on the spine of Renjun’s back.
"Give me a minute I need to get a new bottle in the bathroom, baby."
Renjun nods his head. He's about to lay down for a brief moment while Mark goes to search when suddenly, Mark hunches over the span of his frame, face pressed to his ear, hovering a hand underneath his chest.
"Stay still like this." Mark’s voice sounds velvety and smooth. Renjun feels a heat pooling in his stomach the moment the command comes out of Mark's mouth, so he stiffens himself despite his tiredness which makes Mark chuckle.
"Good boy." Mark hums cheekily while leaning back. Renjun lets out an annoyed breath in disbelief. Renjun is usually the one to tell Mark "good boy" in bed. Having it used on him brings a shame to his gut, red to his skin and admittedly it turns him on more than he'd like it to. It's horribly unfair the hold Mark has on him.
Mark admires Renjun for a second longer. He runs a hand on the curve of his ass, squeezing gently before leaving him be and heading to his bathroom across the hall.
Renjun shuts his eyes as he listens to Mark open doors, rummage through cabinets all while doing his best to keep himself up.
Mark doesn’t take long, re-entering the room and closing the door behind him with a click. Renjun sighs in relief.
"You really listened and stayed still. How cute." Mark gets back on the bed behind Renjun’s ass and Renjun huffs at Mark's response.
"Asshole." Renjun mutters and Mark laughs.
"Oh come on baby, are you mad?" Mark sounds so full of himself teasing Renjun. Renjun finds it annoyingly attractive.
Renjun refuses to speak as he notices the sound of the lube bottle uncapping and being squeezed generously onto Mark’s hands.
"You really aren't gonna answer me?" Mark rubs the lube between his fingers to warm it up and Renjun lets out a small sound of refusal.
"You're really cute when you're like this. I hope you know that. It just makes me want to fuck you more." Mark sounds way too pleased with Renjun’s behavior so Renjun lifts his leg to kick some part of Mark he can reach. It ends up being his elbow and Mark laughs at the attack.
"So fucking adorable." Mark sounds short of breath, getting close before shoving one finger into Renjun without warning.
Renjun gasps loud. Mark is lucky he didn't decide on two when he did that or Renjun would have murdered him on the spot.
Even now, Mark is slow with his finger, enjoying the way Renjun clenches around it, swallowing it whole when he slides it in and out. The slick sound, the clear sheen on his skin as it's going inside Renjun.
There's a common theme of Mark finding everything Renjun does pretty. He's muttering the adjective over and over as he fingers him, watching the way Renjun’s body reacts.
Renjun squirms impatient because the one finger is already easy for him but Mark is taking his sweet time.
"Baby, please- more-" Renjun rocks his hips against his hand and Mark seems to realize belatedly before shoving in his second finger.
Renjun lets out an unconscious mewl at the addition and Mark curses hearing it, moving his fingers faster into Renjun.
Renjun and Mark both work, Mark moving his hand urgently while Renjun shifts his hips back and forth against the sliding pressure. It isn't long before Mark is using his third finger and Renjun is spilling sounds from his lips senselessly.
"Mark- Mark-" Renjun cries out and Mark reacts to his name with more force.
"Are you ready? Can I flip you over baby?" Mark pants out, all while still having his three fingers in and pumping Renjun.
"I'm ready." Renjun sighs.
Mark slips out his fingers proceeding to help Renjun onto his back when something occurs to Renjun.
"Wait- ah, wait." Renjun turns to look at Mark, pushing his hand away from helping. "No-"
"No?" Mark looks taken back, a bit weary, and scooting to give Renjun space.
"I don't want to lay down yet. I want to ride you." Renjun whispers.
Mark stares, eye's comically wide the way they always get when he's having trouble processing. "You want to ride me. Oh, well- sure I mean- aren't you tired?"
"I am." Renjun sighs. "But I like riding you, let me for just a little bit, then you can fuck me, Markie."
Mark nods dumbly, a bit excited. Renjun giggles at his expression.
Renjun mostly likes riding Mark because Mark gets that stupid look on his face whenever Renjun suggests it. His eyes focus extremely hard on Renjun’s figure, almost like he's in a trance when he's on top of him. He always seems to hone in on specific parts of Renjun's body. It's a dead give away when he stares hard, obviously satisfied with Renjun’s legs spread on top of him and thighs pressing into his sides. Renjun likes being in control too, he can take Mark at his own pace, ride him fast if he so pleases instead of waiting to give Mark that choice. The only downside is the work and soreness Renjun sacrifices, so he only rides Mark when he's in an especially good mood.
Renjun points for Mark to lay down and he does so, forgetting he's still fully clothed so he's shoving off his jeans and briefs in one swift motion after unbuckling the button, then he's tossing his white tee onto the floor. Renjun notices Mark’s wearing the ghost-shaped necklace he bought him for his birthday a couple months ago. He preens at the sight of it. Mark looks like he might go to take it off but Renjun stops him.
"I want you to keep it on when we fuck. I like seeing it on you." Renjun smiles.
Mark grins back endeared at the words, pulling Renjun to him to get over his lap as he lays flat. Renjun notices Mark cock is rock hard laying against his leg, precome dripping all down his length and sticking onto his inner thigh.
Renjun licks his lip, getting the shaft between his fingers, bobbing his head down to kiss the tip, sucking it off once or twice, and stopping at the head of his dick to tongue at Mark's slit. Mark lets out a moan for every little motion and it makes Renjun want to keep going but he reminds himself he would rather have Mark inside him elsewhere than in his mouth.
Renjun reaches round the bed for the abandoned bottle of lube, squeezing a glob of it onto his hands before lathering it well over Mark’s cock. It's so hard, glistening in the light of Mark’s room. Renjun looks up briefly from him working Mark’s dick to stare at his boyfriend's face. His eyes are shut tight, mouth gasping and open, there's sweat covering his forehead, neck and chest. Renjun thinks Mark is beautiful like this. He may be the one Mark calls pretty all the time but to Renjun, Mark has to be the prettiest thing he has ever laid his eyes on, especially like this.
Then it hits Renjun.
"I haven't kissed you today yet." Renjun breathes out. He can't believe they haven't kissed once since they started. It isn't normal for them to be able to even resist making out before sex. He doesn’t know how they got this far without doing it.
"Shit, you're right." Mark mutters, still distracted by Renjun working on his dick.
Renjun laughs seeing Mark’s confused expression of juggling both the realization of his lack of Renjun kisses and the pleasure on his cock.
Renjun thinks now is a good time more than anything.
Renjun lets go of one hand on Mark’s length, bringing his left hand to cup Mark’s face, leaning his body over to give Mark a chaste kiss. It must surprise Mark how quick and sweet it is, because he blinks rapidly after the fleeting contact.
Renjun giggles. "I love you Mark."
Mark’s expression softens. "I love you too Jun."
Renjun nods, tilting his head with a toothy smile right before he looks back down at what's still in his right hand.
"Maybe, I should show you just how much I love you, right?"
Mark stares back, confused for a split second until it dawns on him what Renjun is implying. He swallows the lump in his throat and Renjun just watches his nervous movements while biting back his own lip.
Renjun lifts himself while positioning Mark’s cock right below his ass. "Are you nervous baby? It's not like you don't feel the inside of me all the time?"
Renjun eases himself down and opens his mouth, sucking air past his lips when Mark’s tip meets his rim. He presses against Mark's dick, it makes room for itself against the muscle and tight flesh of Renjun's walls. Mark curses when Renjun sinks slowly, so far his tip is encapsulated, then one inch, and suddenly two. Renjun slides himself up a smidge and then sinks back down again which brings out a moan from both of them. Mark, originally gripping onto the sheets, reaches to grab something else, finding Renjun’s thighs, fingers stroking the lace and skin there the second his hand gets a tight hold on him.
Renjun hasn't sunken onto all of him just yet, he wants to make Mark wait, draw it out because Mark seems to always leave Renjun waiting on the other end of it all anyway.
"Ah, I don't know if I can take anymore of you." Renjun lies and Mark scoffs, pinching one of Renjun’s thighs which startles him, slapping the hand away with a shriek.
"Can't take anymore my ass." Mark rolls his eyes. "You little devil. As if you don't take all of me almost everyday of the week."
Renjun snorts at Mark's comment, giggling while his boyfriend looks slightly peeved about Renjun not going down on him anymore.
"I dunno Mark." Renjun sighs dramatically swivering his hips, just the slightest movement lifting himself, it makes Mark’s mouth twitch, frowning even more. Renjun has to hold back the big smile working its way onto his face. "Maybe you're too big for me now?"
Mark lets out a disbelieving laugh as Renjun grins, biting back his lip. "You're horrible, I hope you know that. Literally ruining my life."
Renjun sticks his tongue at Mark and his boyfriend looks like he's had enough. He's about to get his revenge because suddenly, he's smiling and Renjun isn't anymore. Mark buckles his hips up, forcing his way into Renjun without warning. Renjun lets out a loud whine like squeal, reeking of pleasure before covering his mouth amidst the sound escaping his lips.
"You still can't take me now baby?" Mark smiles, hands massaging his thighs casually as Renjun tries to regain himself from the suddenness of Mark’s attack.
"Fuck-" Renjun pants. A part of him really really likes when Mark is mean, he thinks the rare times Mark shows it, it is extremely hot considering how sweet Mark is ninety percent of the time. It makes Renjun want him even more.
"You're so fucking annoying." Renjun starts bouncing himself on Mark, he's abandoned his sentiment to make Mark wait long and suffer because Renjun needs him now.
"You're so stupid, such an asshole." Renjun lifts his hips up and down as fast as he possibly can with the huge feeling of jelly taking over his legs. Mark groans at Renjun's sudden pace and the sound of it gets Renjun excited, moving hastier.
Renjun can no longer form snarky remarks the more he rides him, getting Mark fucking into him fast, his brain must have melted into a puddle the second he let bliss invade and the sounds of Mark’s shakey breathes from all his work fill his ears.
"Jun, you're so good baby- you're so amazing-" Mark fumbles the words and it encourages Renjun more.
Mark unconsciously starts buckling up his hips, meeting into Renjun who's lifting and slamming back down onto Mark to get himself impossibly full. Renjun thinks he might fall over at this rate with both of them moving like this.
"Markie- baby- my legs I can't-" Renjun sobs. He's slowing down his pace unwillingly, too tired to support himself and thrust into Mark.
"Pull out." Mark mutters and Renjun does as he's told, lifting until he's empty of Mark, falling onto the right side of the bed beside him. Mark helps Renjun position himself better before he's leaning over him to kiss his lips.
Renjun and Mark haven't gotten to make out until now so it's no wonder how needy they are to finally have their mouths on one another. It's teeth hitting, sloppy and Renjun swears there's saliva pooling and running down his chin as Mark licks, sucks and presses onto his mouth carelessly. Mark throughout pulls away only for seconds at a time to mutter dirty little words mixed in with sweet nothings into his ears.
He's taking his time to give Renjun’s mouth the much needed attention before pulling away entirely to let them both catch their breaths. At that moment, he notices the way Renjun’s sweater rides up his chest. It doesn't do Renjun any modest favors but Mark seems to enjoy that perk. His nipples slip below the thin wool material, a dark pink color that's hard for Mark to ignore. He lifts a hand to trace the left one and Renjun flushes at the gentle caress.
"You're wearing a sweater but it's a bit cold here." Mark hums, thumbing the flesh.
Mark dips his head towards the right one first while his hand slowly works the other. Renjun gasps at the kitten lick before Mark plays with his right nipple gently between his teeth.
"You're sensitive here, right Jun?" Mark mouth against it, voice sly. He obviously knows the answer, giving it a light suck and Renjun squirms with a whimper. It doesn't help that Mark pinches the left one simultaneously. It makes Renjun whine loud and needy.
Every suck, lick and bite makes Renjun tense. He shifts with his back arching off the sheets the more Mark teases. Just when Renjun thinks his boyfriend is about done, he moves his mouth over to the left side to continue his affections.
"Mark stop-" Renjun cries through a concealed moan. "I want you in me- fuck me- please."
Mark detaches from Renjun's left nipple with a suck and a pop, unable to resist the way Renjun pleads.
"Okay, okay-" Mark fumbles breathlessly, leaning in to press his mouth against Renjun yet again. "I'll make you feel good."
Renjun wraps his arms over Mark’s neck as their lips meet, spreading his legs, hooking them over Mark’s backside to get Mark between him, trying so hard to keep their bodies flushed together. Mark keeps kissing while shifting them below the waist, his necklace is dangling close enough to hit Renjun’s chest and Mark is angling himself until his cock is aligned right with Renjun’s hole.
"Baby, may I?" Mark asks, pulling the flesh of Renjun's bottom lip out between his teeth and Renjun sighs.
"Yes, please." Renjun sounds so broken. As if he needs Mark to live, to breathe.
Mark sinks right into Renjun the moment he hears him beg for it, fast and hard, bottoming out in seconds and Renjun gasps into Mark’s mouth when the pressure hits his prostate.
Mark is probably so close to his release because he's fucking Renjun senselessly, no mind for savoring him now when he needs him so desperately. Renjun is moaning loud and pretty, calling out Mark’s name the entire time as he slams perfectly into Renjun, hitting all the right spots to make him lighthead. His vision is blurring at the sensation. He feels so full, that every crevice must be filled with all of Mark, big and aching in him.
Renjun is partly thinking, Mark’s neighbors have to be hearing how loud Renjun is because he can't seem to stop all the sounds spilling out of his lips when Mark is so good to him. He's filling up Renjun so nicely, stretching him out with his cock, making Renjun feel like he's on air and there's no way back down to earth.
"Faster, please baby-" Renjun pants out as if it's even possible and somehow he thinks it must be because Mark gets visibly worked up by the plea, getting Renjun rocking faster underneath him and against his sheets.
Renjun imagines this must be the longest Mark has gone fucking him, it feels like hours of pleasure when it's most likely his foggy brain, losing all sense of time with the feeling seeping to his head.
Mark has his mouth latched onto Renjun’s neck, biting, sucking and no doubt bruising Renjun’s burning skin as he thrust his hips.
"I'm getting so- so close-" Mark cries and Renjun moves his hands that were naturally clinging to Mark's back to grab Mark’s head, dragging his face up to kiss him.
Mark follows Renjun’s pull, licking into Renjun’s mouth while flicking his hips a certain way with his quickening pace. It has Renjun’s mouth open and panting as Mark keeps trying to suck on his tongue.
"Pretty, Jun you're so pretty-" Mark groans, buckling his hips so rough into Renjun to ride his high further and further.
"Mark- ah- I love you-" Renjun feels a stinging, tears are pooling at his eye's as Mark’s force in him is so intense it has him sobbing incomprehensible sounds.
Renjun is so gone but not gone enough to not be able to tell Mark is reaching his climax, cuming into Renjun as he rides out his orgasm.
Mark is fumbling out "I love you"s to reciprocate Renjun’s as he keeps fucking into him only until he's emptied himself and turning soft. He's still moving his hips, trying to get every ounce of Renjun’s warmth and tightness, all before he can no longer give anymore.
Renjun sighs when Mark calms, his boyfriend stays supported by his forearms for a minute longer as he catches his breath, right before he lays down to rest softly on Renjun.
Renjun lets out an 'oof' when Mark falls on his chest and it makes him laugh when Mark makes a funny sound from his throat.
"How was that? Good?" Renjun lifts a hand to run through Mark’s hair and massage his scalp.
"So insanely fucking good." Mark’s words are muffled with his face pressed into Renjun’s skin on his neck.
Renjun can't help but grin so hard his cheeks hurt. "You're so cute." He turns to kiss his head and Mark sighs.
His boyfriend finally sits up, pulling out of Renjun to notice Renjun is still hard with cum leaking out of his rim and onto his lingerie. It makes Mark frown.
"As pretty as you are in that, I don't think we should get it any dirtier."
Renjun blinks, surprised when Mark lifts his legs for him to slide the underwear off himself. The thin fabric riding off his thighs must be a sight that fascinates Mark because he's doing it slowly, staring intensely as it goes down Renjun, up his legs, reaching his calves before he reluctantly strips them off entirely.
Renjun’s hard dick is free of its restraints, sitting between his legs as Mark stares at him.
"How do you want me to take care of you?" Mark leans down to kiss the plush of his inner thigh and Renjun sighs at the feathery touch.
"Can we just lay together? You can jack me off. I don't want you to do too much." Renjun reaches his hands out to Mark, opening and closing them in a gesture to get him close.
Mark smiles too fond of his boyfriend to say anything but takes Renjun’s hands. He lays himself down beside him, wraps him close from behind and around his waist, placing his face into the crook of Renjun’s neck to pepper kisses.
Renjun laughs at the quick and sweet touches until Mark slips the arm over his figure, lowering his hand to take all of Renjun’s cock in his palm.
Renjun lets out a sharp breath when Mark thumbs at his tip leaking with precum, rubbing it around before pumping him once.
Renjun mewls and Mark kisses his neck harder, pumping him again and again.
Renjun whines and moans the faster Mark pumps him and Mark exchanges those sounds for more kisses and new bruises on his skin.
"The noises you make are so cute." Mark mutters, flicking his wrist a certain way that causes Renjun to gasp. "I love when you're loud and you can't do anything but whine. I don't understand how you sound so cute getting fucked."
Renjun whimpers the more Mark pumps him, unable to take anymore. Mark tries to get Renjun to turn his head to him so he can kiss him and Renjun does just that, Mark takes this opportunity to steal all the air in Renjun’s lungs as he reaches his high.
Renjun ends up cumming so fast and messy all over Mark’s hand and Mark keeps pumping him through his orgasm even after it's over. Renjun is breathless as Mark is finally letting go, chest lifting and falling. Mark looks at his face with a smile.
"You're so good to me." Renjun nuzzles into Mark and Mark laughs.
Renjun moves away when he sees Mark shifting to lift his hand with some of Renjun’s cum on it to his face. Renjun reddens when Mark licks it off his fingers.
"Don't do that!" Renjun kicks his leg. "There’s a towel over there you idiot!"
Renjun even took the time to leave them at the bedside in preparation for how messy they get.
Mark laughs at Renjun's foot hitting him. "Why are you so mad, not like I don't swallow you every other day."
Renjun blushes red seeing Mark do it again, licking until his fingers are clean and it makes Renjun's head spin.
"Do you not like it when I do that?" Mark smiles. Renjun shifts his eyes away, not giving Mark the satisfaction of his flustered face.
"I don't care what your dumbass does."
Mark lets out a pretty laugh and Renjun can't help but feel himself flush more and his stomach flutters.
"You're perfect to me." Mark sighs, laying back down behind Renjun to hold him tight around his waist. He puts Renjun in a bone crushing squeeze and his boyfriend whines from the pressure.
Mark peppers kisses over and over behind the shell of his ear and Renjun lets out an exasperated breath like he's annoyed by the clinginess but secretly he likes the affection.
It's then that Renjun notices Mark is slowing down his kisses, they're suddenly a lot more drawn out and sensual. It throws Renjun off because it can't be.
"Holy shit, Mark are you hard again." Renjun laughs. He feels Mark pressing up against his ass, shamelessly moving his hips ever so slightly against the flesh there.
Renjun is a bit sensitive right now but it gets him a smidge turned on still.
"It hasn't been that long, you're insane." Renjun breathes out speechless.
"Well sorry you're so hot, I can't help myself." Mark doesn’t sound sorry at all as one hand comes down to cup Renjun’s thigh, lifting it and feeling around the skin and lace parts.
"Mark, it’s too much right now." Renjun mutters when Mark gets a little bolder and grinds against his ass.
Renjun would love to take Mark again if he could but it's too much for him, he needs a little break. Renjun is trying to think while Mark senselessly feels him up. Then the idea comes to him.
"Baby, stop for a second."
Mark stops gripping Renjun, kissing him and grinding on him from behind to listen.
"I can't take you again right now, it'd be too much but, maybe…"
"Maybe?" Mark questions as Renjun’s voice falters.
"You can try fucking my thighs." Renjun lets out in a nervous breath.
Renjun vaguely understands how this would work and he's always been curious about how it feels. The idea sounds pretty good right now. Mark can be pleased and Renjun doesn’t have to be overstimulated.
"Would you like to try that?" Renjun turns to look at Mark over his shoulder and his boyfriend looks wide eyed.
"Oh god- I mean- sure." Mark can't seem to get his words out right and Renjun thinks it's very cute. "You're okay with trying that?"
"Mhm." Renjun hums. "I've always wanted to anyway. You fucking between my thighs sounds really hot."
Mark goes quiet and Renjun gets concerned for a second, glimpsing back beside him.
"Have I ever told you, you're actually the love of my life."
Renjun laughs at the blown away expression on his face. "You have not, but I wouldn't mind if you started telling me that more often."
Mark grins at Renjun, leaning down to bury a kiss in his neck and Renjun giggles so much from the ticklish feeling.
"Fuck, you're everything to me." Mark sputters it out while moving away to grab the lube from somewhere off the bed.
Mark comes back behind Renjun, squeezing a good amount of lube to lather on his hard dick and then more for Renjun’s thighs. Renjun scoots up a little higher on the pillow so Mark can spread the gel over the mid part of his inner thigh, he lifts his legs open and Mark stares at his pump flesh there.
"Your socks." Mark muttered. "Should I… um."
Renjun turns to look at them and then at Mark. "I think here's enough space for you to fuck me without chaffing against them."
Mark looks red. "Oh."
"Unless, you don't want me to wear them anymore." Renjun raises his brow.
Mark seems a bit panicked. "No! I mean- I think it's super hot if you keep them on I just…"
"What?" Renjun frowns, failing to see the problem.
"I just don't want to get them dirty, you know. They're so pretty on you. What if I get my cum or lube on them?"
"Mark." Renjun thinks his boyfriend is so weird sometimes. "I can throw them in the wash. It's fine. I like it when you cum on me anyway."
Renjun thinks he watches all the gears in Mark’s head break.
"I hope you know, all the blood rushing to my dick right now is insane and it's all your fault." Mark lowers his head and Renjun snickers.
"No problem, I'll take full responsibility, baby." Renjun slaps at his thigh and Mark fumbles out a "Jesus Christ".
Mark rushes to get lube all over and between Renjun’s legs, there's most definitely too much that it's dripping and spilling over the sides of his flesh. It's a really messy feeling for Renjun, it's not actually that pleasant but what is nice is the way Mark massages there as he spreads it. Renjun would almost mistake it for Mark being sweet and helping with the soreness but he knows in reality, Mark is squeezing him so rough because it turns him on even more to have soft parts of Renjun kneading through his fingers.
Renjun eventually thinks he's more than ready to be fucked between his legs but Mark is delaying the inevitable, melding his hand between Renjun, feeling him up and kissing his neck.
"Holy shit, can you please just fuck me already." Renjun isn't usually that straightforward so it makes Mark choke.
"I'm going- oh my god." Mark sounds winded as he's placing his cock right on the plush flesh of Renjun's inner thigh. When Mark settles it, Renjun clamps down his leg, clenching the muscle there to wrap tight around Mark.
The outline and the sensation of Mark’s dick on Renjun’s skin is so much. Renjun didn't think it'd feel so good, so obscene like this.
Mark moves his hand down the side of Renjun’s thigh, gripping there to ground himself. "Shit, it feels- it's-"
"Good, right?" Renjun moves a little and Mark’s breath hitches. "It feels good for me too."
Renjun is shocked to find Mark immediately thrusting after Renjun finishes speaking. He's fast and it throws Renjun off guard before he can flex his thighs more to get Mark’s dick tighter between him. Mark moans in his ears once he does it and moves faster the more Renjun squeezes his tight muscle there.
Mark seems over the moon about fucking Renjun’s thighs because he's spouting out curses and praises, all about how Renjun is perfect for him as he rocks his hips back and forth with no sense of control. Renjun is also thoroughly enjoying himself too. He's etching the sound of Mark’s heavy breathing in his brain, knowing he might end up dreaming about something like this one of these nights because it feels so unreal.
"Shit I'm coming-" Mark fucks faster and Renjun brings a hand to grab at Mark's hair, tangling it and turning Mark's head to kiss him while he's climbing his release.
Renjun is giving Mark wet kisses as Mark gasps into his mouth. Mark is trying to buckle his hips faster, and Renjun presses his legs down as hard as he possibly can.
When Mark comes, his tip is compressed perfectly between Renjun’s thighs. Warm cum spills all over his inner leg, sticky and wet. When Renjun opens it for Mark to slip out and closes it back down, there's a squishing sound that follows the meeting of skin. In reality its kind of gross but Renjun's brain is so fogged up in sex and the idea of Mark all over him, he likes it, way more than he should. Renjun for one thinks that was one of the hottest things they've ever done in bed.
Renjun notices Mark holding him close again to spoon him with a relieved sigh against Renjun’s skin.
"I think- all that together- that was the best sex we ever had." Mark sounds so tired but so genuine. Renjun wraps his arms around the hands on his waist nodding.
"You did so good for me today." Renjun lifts Mark’s hand on his stomach to his face, kissing the backside.
"Me? You were- god you were the good one." Mark presses his nose into the back of Renjun’s neck. "You wore all that for me- and fucking you with it- it was just- you were so fucking hot."
Renjun feels a swelling of confidence in his chest hearing those words.
"I was what? Say that again?" Renjun asks so he can further boost his pride and Mark laughs.
"You're so fucking hot." Mark gives him a wet kiss on his neck. "You're so sexy. You're way too attractive for your own good."
Renjun gleams, very cheeky hearing the praises. "Thanks, I know."
Mark huffs at that, he moves a bit to slap the back of Renjun’s thigh and Renjun yelps.
"You ass-" Renjun squirms trying to hit him back but Mark has him restricted by his arms, wrapping him up tight.
"My lovely little baby." Mark peppers kisses wherever he can reach on his neck, shoulder or cheek while Renjun pretends to be mad.
"Stupid." Renjun mutters. Mark kisses him over and over. There's one kiss suddenly planted sweetly on the temple of his head and for some reason that's the one to make him soften his demeanor, blushing at the gentleness of it all.
Renjun shifts to stare at him and Mark notices his wide eyes, staring right back.
"I love you." Renjun whispers. The way it leaves his throat sounds vulnerable, baring and small.
Mark lifts a hand to caress his face. "I love you too." It comes out just as quiet. It's like they're confessing for the first time all over again the way the words make Renjun unimaginably warm.
"I can't imagine anyone but you." Renjun mouths, the sound of it can barely be heard but he knows Mark catches it when his eyes get impossibly soft.
"Jun, you're my everything." Mark plants a small kiss on his forehead and Renjun flutters his eyes shut at the gentle pressure.
"I'm seriously going to marry you, someday." Mark mutters with his lips still pressed to his head. Renjun thinks his heart stops.
"You what…" Renjun glimpses up to meet Mark’s eyes looking down on him.
"I'm going to marry you." He whispers again. Renjun thinks he might be dreaming.
"You're all I've ever wanted. Is that a surprise to you?" Mark smiles so easily and Renjun feels like he might start crying.
"You want to marry me? You're serious?" Renjun’s lip quivers and Mark leans down to kiss it softly.
"I figured I’d end up doing it, for a while now actually. Everybody already thinks we'll end up getting married anyway. I can't even deny it. Of course, I'll only marry you if you'll have me?"
"Mark-" Renjun is on the cusp of tears and Mark turns Renjun to face his chest, pulling him close to comfort him.
"I've always thought about getting married to you but I felt it was too much to be optimistic about…" Renjun gets the words out shaky through what almost sounds like a sob. "I don't want you to ever go-"
"I won't baby, I'm right here." Mark kisses the crown of Renjun's head reassuringly. "When we both graduate, when we're both working and living together. I promise I'll put a ring on you."
Renjun squirms embarrassed in Mark’s hold, pressing his face to his neck. "Promise?"
Mark chuckles at Renjun before nodding. "Promise."
Renjun sighs with relief. They're both tangled together, with not so pleasant drying cum or remnants of lube everywhere on Mark's bed, the room lingers with the smell of sweat and sex but Renjun pretends for a moment everything is perfect. He doesn’t have to try very hard either because if Mark’s there then it practically is perfect.
Mark is all Renjun has ever needed.
"Baby?"
"Hm?" Renjun hums.
"It's sudden but, why don't we complete one of those conditions of getting married that I said."
Renjun glimpses up, out of the crooks of Mark’s neck unsure of what his boyfriend means.
"Maybe you can move out of the dorms. Move in with me instead?"
Renjun stares baffled by the suggestion. "Seriously?"
Mark looks nervous now that he asked. "I mean- I know the apartment is kinda small, it's nice though. I guess you have to share this room with me, but you sleep here almost every night anyway so I thought-"
Renjun leans up to press his mouth on Mark's. Mark shuts up, fluttering his eyes closed with bliss on his mind as Renjun moves his lips.
Renjun detaches from Mark with an ecstatic look on his face. "Yes! Mark, I don't care if it's small. If it's just you and me I don't need much." Renjun nestles his head into Mark, nuzzling and kissing his cheek.
"I want to live with you. I love you."
Mark's voice gives, like a heavy weight has been lifted off his chest when Renjun kisses him repeatedly on his cheek. "I'm so glad. God, I love you too."
Renjun and Mark kiss in what is now their bed for probably way too long considering the state of their sheets and bodies but they couldn't care less. Renjun kisses Mark until all the air in his lungs feels as though they'll dissipate, knowing he'll be Mark’s for the rest of his life.
"You look disgustingly happy? What's up with him?" Xiaojun raises his brow as he's just getting to the table to sit. Renjun is across from his seat, grinning, humming to himself a tune and kicking his feet while mindlessly on his phone as they gathered to have lunch on campus.
"Mark asked him to move in together, finally." Yangyang rolls his eyes as Renjun dreamily sighs. "Good riddance too cause I get the dorm all to myself for the rest for the semester and they'll no longer fuck when I'm there. All is at peace with the world."
Renjun isn't even offended by Yangyang's words, he's too happy and occupied on his phone with an important matter at hand.
"Speak of the devil." Xiaojun mutters, pointing towards the person striding over.
"Hey guys." Mark greets everyone as he's a foot away, taking off his bag to settle it on the ground next to Renjun.
Renjun immediately tears his eyes away from his screen when he hears the sound of his boyfriend's voice, placing his phone face down on the table. "Baby!"
Mark smiles, leaning down for Renjun to wrap arms around his shoulders. Xiaojun and Yangyang immediately spout gagging noises and complaints when Renjun starts making out with Mark. They're way too shameless.
"Seriously, right in front of us while we're eating!" Yangyang throws a plastic spoon at them and it hits Mark who frowns, tearing away from Renjun to throw it back.
"Okay! Chill, we'll stop." Mark pulls out a chair to sit beside Renjun who pecks his cheek once he's finally settled down. Yangyang groans and Renjun pays him no mind because he knows Yangyang is too scared to threaten Renjun specifically.
"Mark, can you buy me something?" Renjun asks softly and Mark turns to him while he's pulling out a bottle of soda from his bag.
"Mhm, what is it baby?" Mark starts untwisting the cap as Renjun picks up his phone and leans over to show Mark.
Mark has his lips on the open bottle when the image on Renjun’s screen comes into view. Mark immediately chokes, spitting up his drink.
"Shit, what's up with you?" Xiaojun mutters seeing Mark cough hysterically while Renjun pats his back, face unsuspecting and unchanging like what he showed Mark wasn't a big deal.
"You okay Mark?" Renjun asks innocently.
Mark sits up straight staring back at Renjun. Mark is stupefied.
"I'm- good." Mark glimpses back at Renjun's screen still open in his hand. Only Mark and him can see what's on his phone. The image of a skimpy bunny suit. An actual bunny suit; fitted with lace socks, detached cuffs, ears and a tail. On Mark’s second look, he can see the back where the ass is fitted, it has an opening. Mark needs to confirm with himself so he looks again. There really is an ass opening. Renjun must be joking.
"You want me to buy you that?" Mark looks back between the screen and Renjun’s face.
"Yeah. Unless… you don't want to?"
Mark swallows.
"What are you trying to buy?" Yangyang, unaware of the situation, asks while eating a granola bar.
"Just a sweater I want. It's cute. Right, Mark?"
"Right…" Mark forces a laugh, clearing his throat. He's so fucked right now.
"If you don't like it, I guess I won't buy it." Renjun locks his phone, sighing loudly.
Mark is so undeniably weak.
"Send me the link." Mark mutters, trying to get open his container of rice, looking away from Renjun. "I'll order it after I eat when I get the chance."
Renjun smiles, leaning his hand over to squeeze Mark’s thigh. "Thank you, Markie."
Mark sighs. "You're welcome, baby."
Mark probably thinks he can relax now that the topic is dealt with but Renjun speaks up once more.
"Ah, there's one day shipping too. It'll get here tomorrow."
Mark wheezes.
"I'll wear it when it comes." Renjun smiles sweetly, placing a spoonful of his lunch in his mouth, chewing happily to himself.
Mark thinks with this new found info Renjun has figured out; this is going to be the thing that puts Mark in the grave early.