my life いつの日にかカラフル

by thesunmetmoon

Summary:

This world is not your typical world. People are divided by two types: the ones who produce life juice and the ones who require said life juice to live.

The government arranges the matchmaking from early age. Apparently, the machines think that Jeon Wonwoo's compatibility is best matched with Kim Mingyu. They can not get anymore wrong than that.

Based on Shinkuu Yuusetsu by Bikke.

Notes:

I woke up this morning and wrote this. Posted it as it is. Will go back later after work to edit it (maybe). The story setting based on Shinkuu Yuusetsu by Bikke, an amazingly beautiful work. I made the higher rating version of it, however. Title from Everblue by Omoinotake. May or may not make more chapters. Have fun.

Chapter 1

Jeon Wonwoo was awakened by a dreaded thirst. His throat was dry like a desert. Last night, he dozed off earlier than usual and slept like a baby throughout the night as the result of him staying up to play a game the night before.  His energy level was way too low to even operate as usual.

 

Loud chirps of birds outside his dormitory window accompanied him as he slid off from his comfortable bed. With pitter patter of his bare feet, he walked down the cold aisle towards another room. They shared a floor together conveniently, knowing that the two of them needed each other the most.

 

This world was not your typical world. People were divided by two types: the ones who produced life juice and the ones who required said life juice to live. Life juice was like electricity, but instead of powering machines, it powered humans. Those who produced would faint and got sick if no one sucked their life juice out of them due to overload. In longer time, they could explode and die. Those who needed it simply would die with no power at all.

 

Because of these necessities, the government arranged the matchmaking from early age. As they would start producing and requiring from around 10 years old, they were matched from then on, based on their calculated compatibility from complicated machines.

 

Apparently, the machines thought Jeon Wonwoo's compatibility was best matched with Kim Mingyu. The machines could not get anymore wrong than that, however, aside from the taste of his life juice.

 

The slam of the door open awakened Mingyu. The man groaned, clearly upset with the sudden noise. But he did not have time to protest nor opening his eyes when a weight was on top of him and he could smell his long time, twisted childhood partner.

 

"Won...what time..."

 

"I'm thirsty," he said, emitting another groan.

 

Despite being so disturbed, Wonwoo found Mingyu's shaft was up and ready. It was a natural phenomenon, of course, being a guy and having a morning wood, even if he was not dreaming anything perverted. It was just how a man's body worked. Wonwoo also had morning wood, but unlike Mingyu's, his cum was only useful for breeding, not keeping people alive.

 

With no grace, Wonwoo pulled down the waistband, releasing Mingyu's dick to the world, then spat on it. His spit was warm against the cold air, making Mingyu shudder from the contrast. Wonwoo slathered his spit all over Mingyu's dick using his bony hand. He kissed the head while squeezing it and licked the small slit on it. Mingyu was now trying to open his eyes to, at least, take in the view of his friend slash partner eating his dick, because, damn, Wonwoo was always quite a view between his legs. Plush lips sucking eagerly on his piss hole like every man's dream.

 

Mingyu decided to rest his back to bed and let Wonwoo got his morning fill by himself. He was the one who intruded his sleep, so Mingyu did not see the need to help him at all. When Wonwoo changed his cute foreplay to engulf him in one whole, throat clenching without restriction like their first time many years ago, Mingyu automatically grabbed his hair as harsh as he could. His partner whined, vibrating his dick deliciously.

 

"Yeah...good boy...," his voice was hoarse.

 

His room this morning was filled with dim sunrays from between the curtains. It was still so early, yet the wet and nasty sucking sounds reverberated in his room, loud enough to be heard by their neighbor, if they had any. Wonwoo sucked him off with so much gusto proving to Mingyu how thirsty he was. At one point, he released Mingyu's hard dick to lick the underside of it, following every thick vein on the dick to his balls. Wonwoo also loved putting his mouth on Mingyu's balls. They were chewy and tasty.

 

When Wonwoo's tongue pushed his perineum, Mingyu pulled his hair hard to lift it.

 

"Won, I'm close..."

 

So, he devoured his dick again. He hollowed his cheeks when pulling his head, then fucked his own mouth to it. The tip of Mingyu's dick hit the back of his throat every time.

 

It took a very eager, very tight sucking to make the dick trembled and, finally, giving Wonwoo what he wanted. Mingyu growled loud. His hot, white juice full of life filled Wonwoo's throat and stomach. The man drank Mingyu's gooey substance happily. He liked the taste of it. He did try another man's cum back when they were younger to quench his curiosity, but Mingyu's was still the best he had ever tasted.

 

Judging by the taste itself, he could say the machines did their job well. But, other than that, he would curse them with all his might. His juice might be compatible to Wonwoo's tastebuds, but not their personalities nor interest.

 

"Fuck, stop sucking! It's empty already!" Mingyu pushed Wonwoo from his dick. A little last spurt spilled on Wonwoo's red lips. Unwilling to waste any, the man licked around his lips, gulping everything down. He tried to lick some remnants too from Mingyu's dick, but his partner pushed his head again.

 

"Fuck off," he pulled up his waistband. Wonwoo moaned silently. If he could, he wanted to spend his entire time sucking Mingyu off. But of course, life juice required time to be produced and Wonwoo could get overload if he received too much of it. "Now get out. I wanna sleep..."

 

Mingyu turned his body. He liked to bury himself under blanket. Wonwoo had no choice but to get up and leave the room. They were partners, not lovers. Having filled up his energy level, Wonwoo opened the curtains of their living room, welcoming the morning with a wide smile on his wet face and hair as messy as a bird's nest.

 

Notes:

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Chapter 2

Notes:

Yay, world tour! That needs some celebration although I don't know yet whether they would come to Indonesia or not, but yay! Another reason to keep being alive, finally.

Anw, decided to make it multiple chapters but with no foreseen plot, so it might be a mess. Just read if you want to but don't come at me. Again, no beta, and I updated the tags so proceed with caution. Have fun.

Joshua pushed his boyfriend's temple far from his own.

 

"You reek," he accused Wonwoo. The back of his hand was already scrubbing his lips from Wonwoo's taste.

 

Well...Mingyu's taste, to be frank.

 

His boyfriend of three months pouted cutely. Eyebrows twitched and plump lips jutted out like they were begging to be kissed until their owner was happy again. However, such cuteness would not budge the stubbornness of one older, Capricorn guy. Joshua knew Wonwoo would use his helpless kitten image to get what he wanted (which, really, it worked most of the time to anyone) but, no, not this time. This time he would make sure his kitten actually listened.

 

"I told you to brush your teeth and use listerine or something," with no nonsense attitude, Joshua took out some pastilles from a small tube and ate two of them. He always brought them these days after they started seeing each other. "I hate your partner's taste."

 

"I can't help it. If I don't drink, I'd die!" Wonwoo retaliated. He was also a bit stubborn guy. "Your partner's lover also tasted you on his lips. Why can't you accept Mingyu's?"

 

Joshua clicked his tongue. "That's different," said him. "Cheol loves my taste on Hani. I make sure he gets plenty every time they're on date. You, tho. I don't like his on you."

 

He grabbed Wonwoo's chin to lift his face.

 

"He reeks of milk and I hate milk."

 

Then, he pushed his boyfriend away, much harder this time.

 

"No kissing 'til you learn your lesson," Joshua sat at the head of his bed, between the pillows.  He languidly unbuttoned his jeans to reveal his still clad dick. "Now come here and suck me off. Had a bad day at work today."

 

Wonwoo stood there, not moving an inch. He tried to rebel against his boyfriend. What kind of nonsense?? Wonwoo needed Mingyu's cum to live! Joshua knew about that, way before they're even dating, because Mingyu was Joshua's ex-coworker. He knew that Wonwoo's mouth would always smell and taste like Mingyu, just like Jeonghan's always tasted like him. Getting angry now at Wonwoo for always smelling like Mingyu was unfair!

 

"Are you not listening, baby?"

 

Baby.

 

Uh-oh. Here comes their kinks. What a sly little deer.

 

Still grumbling, Wonwoo scooted closer to his boyfriend until he was within an arm's reach. "Daddy's unfair," the kitten then meowed. "You know how I like kissing and, yet, you won't give it to me."

 

"You bad girl," Joshua tsk-ed again. "Now listen here. What food do you loathe the most?"

 

Wonwoo wasted no time to reply, "Seafood."

 

"Okay. Imagine if my mouth stinks like sea whenever you kiss it."

 

He then frowned.

 

"Figures," Joshua rolled his eyeballs. "Look. You can drink from him as much as you want. Just make sure you clean your mouth after that and you can kiss me. Okay, baby?"

 

Dejected and defeated, Wonwoo nodded his head once. He lowered his upper body until his nose was buried on Joshua's briefs, smelling the bulge that was prominent at its front.

 

"Daddy smells so good..."

 

"Yeah? Wanna suck it off like Hani did this morning, princess? Maybe he left some of his spit there."

 

Upon hearing Wonwoo's groan, Joshua laughed lightly.

 

"Come on, baby, make daddy feels good," he patted his boyfriend's head who started nuzzling lovingly at his dick. His hand moved to pull down his briefs without pulling down his jeans. His half hard dick then sprung to life, poking Wonwoo's quite chubby cheeks. "If you be a good girl, daddy will feed your boy pussy too."

 

Oh, he wanted that. Joshua's dick was by no means as thick and gigantic as Mingyu's, but his was big enough and far longer. If Wonwoo's ass had real womb like an omega in some fanfictions he liked to read in his spare time, then Joshua would successfully impregnate him every time the head of that long-ass penis proded the entrance to his womb. His hot seed would shoot directly and put his babies inside Wonwoo.

 

"Want...," with saliva running down his chin, Wonwoo moaned. He licked slowly on Joshua's dick, sucking the hard skin, earning himself a satisfied groan from his boyfriend. "Wonnie wants daddy's dick inside his pussy..."

 

"Fuck," Joshua chuckled. "Earn it then, my lovely kitty..."

 

He did not need to be told twice.

 

---

 

"Mingyu?"

 

"Ah. Won. You're home?"

 

"Umm...," confused, our cat frowned. "What're you doing?"

 

There, at their shared living room, Mingyu was sitting on their couch, watching porn and jacking off like his life depended on it. His grip was tight around his very wet and slippery massive dick. He probably doused a whole bottle of lube there. On the coffee table, there were vials. Two were filled to their necks with white liquid, but the rest were still empty.

 

Vial...

 

A sudden realization hit Wonwoo instantly.

 

"Shit...!" with a loud gasp, Mingyu came. His jizz flowed into a vial in his hand, filling it until full, until there was no room left for it but to be splattered on the couch, his hand, coffee table and, finally, on the floor. Panting, Mingyu rested his body on the couch. He felt weak with no energy. He had poured three times of his life juice into those vials in a span of three hours. His body was starting to protest, telling him to let it produce said juice in its own pace.

 

Almost immediately, Wonwoo threw his bag without a care then ran towards Mingyu. He fell onto his knees. His face was just inches away from Mingyu's limp dick, but his concern was far greater than the temptation.

 

"Where're you going this time? Don't force yourself...," with a blatant concern, Wonwoo tilted his head up, staring directly at Mingyu's eyes. "Ah...you wasted some..."

 

Without Mingyu telling him what to do, Wonwoo started dilligently licking his cum off of him. He began from Mingyu's cock head, sucking lightly said sensitive flesh—running shivers through Mingyu's bones—then to the rest of the cock. Wonwoo licked his balls and inner thighs too, cleaning them perfectly. After that, his tongue left Mingyu's body completely, roaming around from the couch, coffee table, and, last but not least, on the floor. Wonwoo licked Mingyu's precious life juice from the floor like an obedient kitten given some drips of milk.

 

When there was no more cum on any surface, Wonwoo licked his own lips, savoring his partner's taste.

 

"Did you kiss your boyfriend on lips...?" with a weak voice, Mingyu asked. His arm was offered to Wonwoo, who took it and sat on his lap.

 

"I did. Why?" the bespectacled guy tilted his head to the side.

 

Mingyu said nothing, leaving Wonwoo curious. Instead, he pulled Wonwoo into his big embrace. The kitten really liked to be held by anyone, so he let him be. He purred to Mingyu's neck and ear.

 

"I need to go for a job."

 

That was why Mingyu leaving some of his life juice for Wonwoo to consume later.

 

"Mm. How long this time?"

 

"A week."

 

Wonwoo gasped. He straightened his back abruptly.

 

"A week! I could die!" he glanced at the vials. Three were filled now. Four to go...and maybe two or three more just in case of emergency. "You could die!"

 

Mingyu laughed at that. "Hey, chill," he stroked Wonwoo's dark hair. "That's why I started this sooner. I have two days to go. Planning to leave you at least ten. Just don't do anything crazy while I'm gone."

 

Wonwoo pouted. He pouted hard. Ten times cumming in three days were just as torturing as seven days without Mingyu.

 

"You don't have to force yourself. I can drink some from Joshua."

 

"Yeah. But you don't like his taste."

 

That cheeky grin made Wonwoo either wanted to kill or kiss Mingyu, there was no in between. He decided to not doing both, though. Remember, they were partners, not lovers, people.

 

"How about you? You have to let your juice out too," Wonwoo's hand stroked Mingyu's dick softly. It did not react due to exhaustion. Wonwoo whimpered silently. "Will you take one of your boy toys there?"

 

"No," he chuckled. "My boss, Soonyoung, and my coworker Minghao will go as well. They're also good little cocksuckers just like you." His thumb pressed against Wonwoo's bottom lip. The slutty kitten's tiny tongue automatically licked whatever was put into his mouth. Mingyu grinned even wider, knowing how well he trained his partner. "Your boyfriend owes me big time..."

 

"But three days to leave ten...," Wonwoo said after Mingyu pulled back his hand from his mouth. "Watching porn won't give you that much."

 

"Apparently so," his eyebrows twitched. It was also his concern, to be honest. Usually, he would be away merely two or three days. With the help of Wonwoo sucking him off, he could easily leave some bottles in the fridge (with, of course, a little fight, because Wonwoo was always adamant to let go whenever Mingyu was about to cum). Seven days away was actually on another level. "You have something in your mind to this?"

 

By that, Jeon Wonwoo smirked.

 

"I have exactly the perfect solution," he whispered. "But you have to keep it a secret from my boyfriend."

 

"Huh," Mingyu snorted. "Depends. If it's awesome, I'll boast it to him."

 

With laughters emitted from both of them, Wonwoo then proceeded to walk his talk.

 

Notes:

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Chapter 3

Notes:

Face The Sun Carver is so cute asgdkshj huhu nggak nyesel beli yang carver criess (╥﹏╥)♡

Anw, posted this without re-reading. Will edit it later, I guess. I need to get ready for work. Apologies for this huge pile of messy trash!

ETA: Someone told me to change the word suitor to partner since it's closer to minwon's dynamic here, so edited!

The sun outside was starting to set. At one's living room shared by a couple of partners (not lovers), two bodies were present, doing an act befitting of animals in heat. Moans and slaps of skin could be heard from the screen before them, showing porn non-stop.

 

Mingyu was still sitting on the couch, but now with a cute ass perching on top of his lap. Wonwoo's long sleeved tees which covered his tiny fingers stayed on, ending on the small of his back, while the rest of his body from waist down was bare. Wonwoo had laid his upper torso so that he was half on the coffee table, half on Mingyu's lap. The coffee table was moved closer to them first, or else his ass would be dangling awkwardly and causing him great discomfort.

 

For now, his discomfort was from having Mingyu squeezing his ass with both of his huge, manly hands.

 

Mingyu was, literally, in awe. He knew his partner did not have the best ass out there in the world. He had boy toys with perkier ass than this. However, what Wonwoo lacked of, he made it up with firmness. Skin as smooth as baby's, this ass was perfect as it was. Tight and, well, fuckable, to put it simply.

 

"Umm...," Wonwoo hesitantly muttered. "C-can you stop examining me like t-that?"

 

It's kind of a new experience for both of them. He had seen plenty of Mingyu's cock, and Mingyu also had seen Wonwoo's due to their matchmaking, but it was the first time Mingyu inspected his ass this thoroughly. His hands touching everything that Wonwoo's small butt had to offer, until the meat was red from all the groping and pinching.

 

"Why?" Mingyu smirked. Even without seeing it himself, Wonwoo noticed cockiness from his tone. "Didn't you say you'll help me milk my dick, kitty?"

 

Our kitten whined. His hole fluttered as an instant reaction. It did not escape Mingyu's eyes as his hands were currently spreading Wonwoo's butt cheeks wide, showing the hole they held in between like a treasure. A hole that was so tiny, so pink and, to Mingyu's surprise, so fucking wet.

 

"...Is this your boyfriend's cum?" Mingyu's whisper was weak, Wonwoo almost did not catch it. He nodded a few times.

 

"H-he fucked me three times today...," Wonwoo whimpered. Mingyu's thumb softly caressed said hole. "He likes to make it real wet... He said a pussy has to be this wet to be worth fucking..."

 

Mingyu, upon hearing it, chuckled. "A pussy?" he snorted, thumb was still caressing, probably even soothing the well fucked hole. "You like being treated like a girl, Won?"

 

The guy blushed. Quickly pushing his glasses up, he scowled at Mingyu.

 

"Are you mocking my preference, Kim Mingyu?"

 

"No, no," with no remorse, Mingyu explained. "I just find it fascinating." The blunt edge of his thumb playfully poked the hole, feeling it alive under his touch. As if this hole had a brain of its own, fueled by lust and neverending hunger for cocks. "Never thought you're this kinky in bed, Jeon..."

 

Mingyu pressed his thumb harder and, by God, the hole swallowed him so easily.

 

"Shit...," half laughing, half sighing, Mingyu mumbled. Nail scraped the inside of Wonwoo's hole near the entrance. "I should've known you're a slut from the way you drink my cum... Shit, should've deflowered you myself years ago..."

 

Again, Wonwoo whimpered. He liked it so much, those dirty talks. He liked being treated like a mere hole to satisfy other men's urges. It was kind of funny how they never thought to get on with each other, especially knowing the fact that Wonwoo sucked Mingyu's cock for the first time while he was still ten years old in front of their parents.

 

...

 

Wait. Maybe because of that, they did not get on with each other. It was kind of traumatic in a way.

 

As his libido had geared back up—blood rushed south thanks to his slutty kitty—Mingyu pulled his thumb out to hold his dick and put it between Wonwoo's butt cheeks. A soft moan was heard as his partner felt a slab of meat against his rim. It was hot. Hard, too. Like a piece of thick rod ready to penetrate deep into his body.

 

However, Mingyu did not push further. He just let his dick snuggled there, groaning as Wonwoo's slutty rim moved beneath, opening and closing on repeat. He grabbed both cheeks to sandwich his dick, stimulating it by pressing Wonwoo's small butt as hard as he could.

 

Wonwoo moaned. He felt used. He felt...defiled. Mingyu was using his body like he pleased and Wonwoo was loving every second of it.

 

Mingyu was wet enough from all the lube he had used from masturbating before, but Wonwoo aided by leaking his boyfriend's cum out, hole so loose and ready to be wrecked. He then roughly pushed Wonwoo's body forward from his lap to the coffee table, pushing the table with him too until Wonwoo was perching his ass from the side of it. Mingyu was quick on both of his knees behind him. The man finally moved his hips, jamming his monstrous dick to such tight space between Wonwoo's ass. It was fucking slippery. Like his dick could slip on its way and dive into the eager boy pussy instead.

 

Oh, how Wonwoo wished that was the case. However, Mingyu seemed to be satisfied using his body without penetration. Well, it's not a bad idea either. The thoughts of having callused palms gripping hard on his butt cheeks until they left glaring marks of Mingyu on such private part of his body turned Wonwoo on even more. Dick, so big, so hard with veins popped up on its surface and very fucking red, rubbing his sloppy ass hole fervently with each violent thrust, creating frictions that made Wonwoo moaned non stop like a bitch in heat, leaking almost all of his boyfriend's three rounds cum out of said hole. His nipples under his tees perked deliciously as they rubbed against the fabric. His cute dick was weeping his own, useless precum, dirtying the table that they used to put on food and drinks every day.

 

Like Wonwoo, Mingyu was also not a quiet fuck. He grunted and groaned from the satisfaction of fucking Wonwoo's ass cheeks. Mingyu looked down at the body of his friend slash long time partner. He still couldn't believe he had this beautiful bitch under him. Skin so smooth, reddened and glistening with sweat. Hole, so red and open, so easy to slip into anytime his dick needed something to fuck. Vulgar sounds coming from Wonwoo's dirty mouth. A mouth that always smelled and tasted like his cum...

 

"Ah-ah-ngh!-f-fuck-G-Gyu-in-insi—"

 

He pulled Wonwoo's hair so sudden, the movement threw his glasses away, clattered pitifully on the table. Sounds of skin against skin slapping, wet and rough, filled the room, along with the pungent smell of sweat. Drips of lust coming from both of their dicks splattered on every surface. Wonwoo stuck out his tongue. His saliva that ran down from his mouth dangled on his chin, following the movement of Mingyu's hips.

 

"Yeess, Daddy~ ♡"

 

"Fuck," Mingyu heaved, letting out an impressed chuckle. He kept thrusting, even as he pressed Wonwoo's body with his own, large torso on top of smaller one, squashing him onto the table. His arms above Wonwoo's. His mouth on Wonwoo's ear, breathing profanities directly. "You like my cock, babygirl? Want me to fuck your pussy hard with it, hmm, leave my babies inside your fertile womb? This slutty—"

 

He jammed his dick like in anger.

 

"—loose—"

 

"—wet—"

 

"—fucking—"

 

With each word of degradation, he jammed it hard. The head almost caught Wonwoo's rim a few times. As he moaned, his hole opened up even more.

 

"G-Gyu—"

 

"—cunt!"

 

"NNGGGHHHH!"

 

With that particular hard thrust, Wonwoo came. He did not even realize he was cumming. The slut's pathetic cock trembled before leaking out gushes of white liquid, creating a small pool on the table. His orgasm made his ass tightened even more, almost suffocating Mingyu's gigantic shaft.

 

"Shit-!"

 

After a few more thrusts and hand scrambled to grab the nearest empty vial, Mingyu also came. With shivers running down his spine and a long, satisfied groan, he poured Wonwoo's delectable meal into that vial. His dick twitched, spurting jets of cum until the vial was full. Yet, he had so much load to give to his kitten, it overflowed. Not wanting to waste any food, Mingyu dumped his cum on Wonwoo's body instead. Milky stripes decorated Wonwoo's hips and ass. A spurt was deliberately aimed at his open hole, as if Mingyu wanted to see if he could deposit his cum inside without penetrating. Wonwoo whimpered, feeling hot and sticky all over his skin. The last spurt was small and, finally, Mingyu shook off his dick, making sure every drop of his seed was out on his kitten's ass.

 

Hands trembling, he put the vial's lid on. Four vials were down. Six more to go. Mingyu slumped backwards. His back was against the couch as he was trying to catch his breath. In front of him, Wonwoo's ass looked so wrecked and so pretty. His potent cum dripping down the man's hole and cheeks.

 

Having no energy left, Wonwoo stayed there still. He was also beyond tired. His dark hair plastered to his sweaty face. His jizz, now cold and crusted, would surely left stain on their coffee table. Everytime their friends and families came to visit, they would sip their coffee from a mug that had been dirtied by his cum and they would never know.

 

Wonwoo chuckled weakly at such thought, but that chuckle quickly turned to yet another whine when he felt Mingyu's thumb inside his slack hole. The man pushed his cum into Wonwoo, changing his boyfriend's cum with his own. After prodding for a while, a tongue then slipped in.

 

"Angh! Oh...G-gyu~ ♡"

 

Wonwoo was weak. His energy almost ran out. He was so weak at that point that he would let Mingyu do anything to him. Mingyu, noticing this, scooped some of his cum out of Wonwoo's hole and ass with his tongue. Then, he lifted Wonwoo's head, turned it around a bit so that he could let his cum and spit dripped into Wonwoo's open mouth. Like a thirsty nomad in the middle of the desert, Wonwoo drank it all. He repeated such filthy act, feeding his cat with his life juice out of his own hole, several times until Wonwoo had enough. Mingyu spat into his mouth in the end and Wonwoo drank that too, licking his own lips to savor and thank Mingyu for the food.

 

"You like that?" Mingyu grinned.

 

"Uh-uh," still breathless, the kitten answered. "Like your cum. Like your taste. Wanna suck you tonight. All night. Want your cock in my mouth all the time."

 

A grin turned to laugh. "Have mercy on me, kitten. Let's do this again tomorrow. I think my body will shut down if I have to cum once more today," he patted Wonwoo's head.

 

"Mmm...but I want to suck it...can I just warm your dick instead? Promise no sucking..."

 

"No."

 

"Promiesssss~"

 

"No," Mingyu had this stern face, making Wonwoo scowled. "You always suck it when it's in your mouth, so no. I have no more juice left, Won."

 

"Then I'll drink your piss."

 

"Fuck—" Mingyu spluttered, almost choking on his own saliva. "YOU! THIS DIRTY LITTLE MOUTH—"

 

After a bit of struggle, Wonwoo ended up on Mingyu's lap, back to chest. He could feel Mingyu's well spent dick rested against his back. Mingyu's hand cupping Wonwoo's dick, petting it tenderly. His lips on Wonwoo's nape, sucking the sweaty skin until it reddened. As he was also drained from cumming four times the whole day, his dick refused to harden. So, Wonwoo just let Mingyu playing with his cute, limp dick.

 

Eventually, both of them would doze off, too tired to even function normally. It would be another hour for them to finally stood up and cleaned all the mess they made before.

 

(And, yes, Mingyu threw Wonwoo out of their bathroom when he was showering because he didn't want to get another head this day. Shit, his dick needed some rest, kitty! Behave or no more milk for you!)

 

Notes:

Thank you for reading. Leave a comment and kudos if you like it.

Chapter 4

Notes:

Days before comeback and here I am, writing this fucking filth instead of doing work on Sunday. And now comes with a little, sprinkle of, idk, plot? Maybe? Who knows? You guys want a plot?

Anw, have fun again today, y'all~

Kim Mingyu was once a spoiled brat. Born into a rich family as the first son, with heredity line drawn from King Sinmu of Silla, one of the Three Kingdoms in Korea, made him a little bit big-headed in the past. He looked up to his strict grandfather—the one who had a major impact on bringing him up—a lot. His parents were busy everyday with their companies that they almost had no time to attend their childrens' needs. Being woken up by maids and telling his days at school to his butler were such normalities to the Kim descendants.

 

However, unlike cliche novel plot, Mingyu idolized his parents. He wanted to become like them when he grew up, running his own company and travelling around the world to work. He was very proud of his family and his ancestors. Not even a single person could make him think otherwise.

 

Until he hit the tenth years of his life and met Jeon Wonwoo.

 

It was the day that his parents had been waiting for, so they made time for the special occasion. After all, they could meet their (possibly) future in-laws. There was such a common life scenario for someone to end up marrying their partner with reasons ranging from convenience of having what your body needed for a lifetime to one's true love. So, Mingyu might meet his future bride today instead of a girl whom he was merely paired with.

 

When the government letter came, his parents were literally flabbergasted.

 

"Jeon...Wonwoo?" Mingyu remembered his mother's shocked face that time. "That doesn't sound like a girl's name..."

 

"Parents these days naming their children with whatever they want," his father laughed. "Let's just be positive about it until we meet them."

 

But when they did meet them, his father, too, could not laugh lightly, for Jeon Wonwoo was indeed a boy. Adding to that, the Jeons were commoners. Not even a drop of their blood coloured blue. They were probably poor too, as they came to the government assigned location using what could be their best formal outfits, yet looked old and shabby. Mingyu's parents, albeit disappointed, were too polite to show it on their faces. But that was not the case with our little Kim Mingyu. 

 

In front of him stood a lanky boy with short dark hair, glasses as big as his face, and taller than him by three inches. "You're Jeon Wonwoo?" after their first glance, Mingyu folded his arms on his chest. Chin lifted up to show the boy his superiority over him.

 

Wonwoo stayed silent, yet looking intently at Mingyu.

 

"You're my partner?"

 

Again, no answer. This grew on Mingyu's patience (which, honestly, not that much either).

 

"Can't you talk??" he shouted, clearly annoyed.

 

Wonwoo, upon seeing the brat's fuming, only arched one of his eyebrows. "Depends," he said nonchalantly. The sides of his lips lifted up. "I talk to people. Not so much to an annoying puppy."

 

"Wha—"

 

"WONWOO!" the boy's father immediately barked. "We're very sorry! Wonwoo didn't mean it!"

 

"I meant each and every word of it."

 

"YOU SHUT UP, you little—"

 

"My, my, Mr. Jeon, please," Mingyu's father laughed. The banter of those two children completely wiped out his doubt before. "No need to make it big. Our Mingyu is also at fault here."

 

"??? I just asked his name?? Why am I at fault??"

 

"Mingyu," his father never raised his voice, but Mingyu knew better than to make him mad. "Behave. This is your partner. You'll spend an entire lifetime with him. Be kind."

 

The boy grumbled. Wonwoo pushed his glasses up.

 

"Besides, you two might marry each other, like us," Mingyu's father continued with playful glint on his eyes.

 

Both boys suddenly turned their heads, eyes wide and voice tangled with each other as they shouted,

 

"NO!!"

 

---

 

Kim Mingyu opened his eyes. The sun outside was still hidden. He got up to a sitting position, scratching the back of his head. He always slept naked. He looked down and saw his dick erected under the blanket. Sighing, the man left his room, still naked, and took steps towards Wonwoo's room.

 

He knocked softly. When there was no answer, Mingyu opened the door. There, lay on bed, tucked under fluffy blanket, was a kitten. Wonwoo was so deep in sleep, he did not notice Mingyu's presence at all. The view was so innocent and cute that Mingyu almost considered not to bother Wonwoo. But, well, he needed to ask if Wonwoo wanted his breakfast fresh or not before he went on his business trip in an hour from now.

 

"Won..."

 

No reaction. Mingyu caressed his cheek. Wonwoo frowned from the sudden touch. It made Mingyu smiled.

 

"Hey, sleepyhead. Open your eyes," he chuckled. The head of his cock was now in front of Wonwoo's nose, so that his partner could smell the delicous precum dangling from its small slit. "You gotta take your today's portion, Won. Come on. Wake up."

 

"Nggh...," the cat mumbled. He let out his tongue, touching the surface of the man's penis, but retracted it again. "No...sleepy..."

 

Mingyu then laughed. "Hey, now, come on. I have no time left. Just suck it off. It's already up so you just need to suck it a bit. Come on."

 

But Wonwoo rejected that idea. He was exhausted. He had spent three days helping Mingyu squeezed his juice out and into the vials inside their fridge. He had cum on his face, on his butt, inside his mouth, and even his hole. Apparently, Mingyu had a new addiction to spray his cum into Wonwoo's hole without stuffing the big dick in. Probably due to Wonwoo still in a legit relationship, so he didn't want to cross his boundaries as mere partners.

 

("Just f-fuck my ass, Gyu, p-please, I want it inside me-")

 

("N'ah. This dick isn't yours.")

 

At that time, Wonwoo had a slight pang in his chest. But Mingyu pushed his dick back into his mouth and silencing him for the rest of the day.

 

Mingyu sighed. Ten minutes had passed. He needed to take a shower and leave to airport. "Fine," saying that, the man got onto Wonwoo's bed. He had his strong thighs besides Wonwoo's upper body. His aching cock sat heavily on Wonwoo's face, emitting a weak moan from his partner. "I'll fuck your face then. You just lie there and be pretty, okay?"

 

"Mmm..."

 

"Be sure to drink it later."

 

After that, Mingyu spat on his cock. He used the concoction of spit and precum to glistened his cock before pulling it a bit and released it, sending slaps across Wonwoo's face. The man moaned again. With a sneer, Mingyu repeated his action, slapping Wonwoo on the face with his thick meat.

 

"Such a bad kitty, making me do all the work..."

 

Then, he thrusted hard. His cock slid roughly on Wonwoo's lips, on his closed eyes, on his cheeks beside his nose, on the forehead and front hair. Mingyu did not aim at specific parts. He pushed his dick everywhere on Wonwoo's face, flooding that pretty face with his precum and spit. His swaying balls hit the man's nose everytime he moved. When Wonwoo took a breath, he could smell his tasty meal in the making.

 

As a reflex, the kitty opened his mouth and tonguing the underside of the man's dick with each thrust, adding liquid to smoothen the frictions. Wonwoo's dick also rose from how hard Mingyu fucked his face. His small dick trembled, whining to release, but he held it in like a good boy he was, wanting the swollen, gigantic meat rubbing all over his face to come first.

 

Mingyu grabbed the head of Wonwoo's bed as he delivered violent thrusts to his face, literally fucking it just like any other hole. The sound of the bed frame hitting the wall echoed inside the room. After some thrusts, Mingyu then said, "Gonna c-come. Are you up? Can you drink it, babygirl?"

 

Wonwoo answered the man with a groan.

 

Mingyu chuckled, and, three thrusts later, he pried open Wonwoo's mouth, put the head of his cock there and came. He did not penetrate deeper, just enough to feed his kitten with his morning meal. The hot, white juice reeked of fresh made milk burst inside Wonwoo's mouth and he drank it all. Mingyu moaned. He grabbed Wonwoo's head harshly. His dick trembled at the same time Wonwoo's adam apple moved. Spurts of cum immediately consumed, leaving almost no trace as it went straight down to his stomach.

 

Mingyu let out a lot even though he was wrung dry three days in a row. When the last spurt of cum shot the back of Wonwoo's throat, Mingyu stayed still for a bit, breathing in and out heavily. His tan skin drenched in sweat. He looked down to see Wonwoo's face just to get caught on his own breath.

 

Wonwoo looked stunning with Mingyu's sticky liquid wetting all over his face. Mingyu's cock head was still in his mouth. Red lips, tainted and loose, were so pretty wrapping around his girth. Hair tousled from Mingyu's hands. And, when Wonwoo opened his heavy lids with so much effort to look back at Mingyu's eyes, he felt a strain in his heart.

 

Wonwoo was beautiful.

 

"...God," Mingyu panted. He pulled his dick out to swipe it on the man's face. He knew he was big, but compared to how small Wonwoo's face under it—the base was against Wonwoo's lips and the head touched his disheveled front hair—he could not feel anything but amazement. "You're so fucking pretty, baby doll."

 

Wonwoo moaned. The warmth of Mingyu's penis on his face and tons of cum inside his stomach made him flutter. He liked it so much. If only Wonwoo could have this as his morning routine and, also, night routine...

 

But it was an empty hope. Almost in an instant, the warmth was gone. He whimpered when Mingyu left his bed. He whimpered even more when Mingyu grabbed his pathetic dick and stroked it four-five times. At sixth, Wonwoo came, dirtying Mingyu's fingers as well as his own stomach. He whimpered again for the last time when Mingyu licked away his lifeless cum, cleaning Wonwoo's cute cock and smooth stomach.

 

After everything had been swallowed, Mingyu looked at the clock on the wall. "Shit!" as soon as he realized he had only 30 minutes to get ready, he literally flew from Wonwoo's room, leaving his partner lay limp, basking in afterglow from a satisfying breakfast of the day. Seven days to come would be frustrating for both of them, but at least he was left with a stomach full of Mingyu's rich semen.

 

Living in one of the Kim's company dormitories, Wonwoo had no complain at all with the provided room service. Five stars review, would want to experience it again soon.

 

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Chapter 5

Notes:

WTS INA JKT Album Sealed FTS Path (2), Ray (3), Shadow (1) dan Control (4). First Press. Tanpa POB dan poster. Minat komen aja.

Anw, finally continuing this filth of a story while the boys gearing up for another album. I am going to get my WL of Sector 17 PC. Ganbarou!

That night, Wonwoo was grounded. His father was mad enough to tell his mother not to feed such impudent child and locked him up in his room. Yet, as usual, his mother would sneak up during midnight to bring handmade jumeokbap and slices of danmuji for her eldest son.

 

Wonwoo appreciated it and began chowing down the food.

 

"Son," his mother stroked his head lovingly. "Do you not like your partner?"

 

"He's a brat," Wonwoo said. "He looks down on us, Mother. He's rich and we're not. I don't like that kind of person."

 

Then, he frowned.

 

"Besides, why am I getting a boy? Shouldn't I be paired with a girl?"

 

His mother sighed. "It's rare, yes, but it's not impossible. It all depends on your compatibility measured by the machines," she explained. "Girl, boy; it doesn't matter. As long as your body can receive your partner's life juice."

 

Wonwoo frowned deeper.

 

"Well then, I don't wanna receive his."

 

"Son..."

 

"Don't wanna! He already thinks we're below him! I don't want to beg him for his juice too!" such a stubborn little fella, this one. "I can drink from other people! He can explode and die!"

 

His mother sighed again. Maybe the machines had deteriorated and calculated wrong this time.

 

---

 

Three days out of seven. Four days to go. Everything went by as smooth as it could be. Despite uneasiness for not having Mingyu near him, Wonwoo pulled it through just fine. He drank one vial in the morning, then went to work.

 

As a manager of marketing division in a multinational company, he had rough days almost everyday. His subordinates needed his attention so that they could deal with various kinds of clients at ease. He had to assess many conditions by two, three steps ahead. When a bad situation was threatening to occur, he was the one in charge to handle it.

 

That was why, more often than not, Wonwoo came home and drank another vial. His energy level was low in the first place. His stamina was weak. His presence was weak. He needed Mingyu's cum at least twice a day to survive, which would duplicate even more whenever his boyfriend was around.

 

That day was the day he met Joshua at their company's small, secluded meeting room. It was chosen because Joshua came alone and they didn't need a big space. Joshua Hong's company was their important client. It was founded by Choi Seungcheol and Joshua happened to work under him. That's also how his partner, Yoon Jeonghan, ended up with his boss. Before that, he worked in one of Kim's companies and befriended Mingyu, not knowing he was the heir to Kim family throne.

 

(When he did know, he just laughed and patted Mingyu's shoulders, saying, "Cool, cool." That's why Mingyu and Joshua stayed friends even after the latter moved to his current company until Wonwoo got involved between them.)

 

They talked about contracts and prospects, exchanged gossips about new players, also the rise and fall in their industry; whose companies going bankrupt, whose flourishing and going to be their potent rivals or subject to investments. Wonwoo and Joshua connected in such matters was the other reason Wonwoo dating him. He needed someone who could fuck him good and talked about business after that.

 

Joshua was perfect for him. But…

 

"Fuck."

 

"W-wha-?"

 

His boyfriend spat, dirtying the lush carpet of their meeting room. Wonwoo winced, not ready to be scolded by General Affairs Department again. Joshua wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

 

"Shua? What's wrong?"

 

Confused, Wonwoo stared back at his boyfriend. Questioning gaze was so apparent when Joshua scanned that pretty face, it made him contemplating a bit before finally asking.

 

"...am just asking, okay?" Joshua's eyebrows twitched in disapproval. "Are you fucking Mingyu?"

 

Wonwoo blinked several times.

 

"No...?" he sounded unsure himself. "Why did you ask?"

 

"Because," Joshua let his tongue out like he would puke then and there if he could. "You tasted like him."

 

And then, it hit Wonwoo suddenly. Days before, Mingyu filled him up with his hot, delicious semen so much, Wonwoo thought he could still be leaking some out even after weeks. Apparently, that wasn't a far-fetched scenario now.

 

But...Mingyu didn't fuck him! He never put his dick inside Wonwoo's hole, not even after Wonwoo begged him to! He poured his cum inside Wonwoo, sure, but there was no single penetration happened!

 

So, our kitten shook his head hurryingly, which forced his boyfriend to frown even deeper.

 

"Babygirl," Joshua called him with that sweet, yet domineering voice, making Wonwoo shuddered. His thumb and forefinger snatched Wonwoo's chin. Wonwoo took a glance at Joshua's veiny, strong arms, and silently wished they were around his neck by now, choking him as he pounded his dick into his wet kitty. Sadly, that probably wouldn't happen today. "Be honest with me. I know what Mingyu tasted like and your pussy tasted just the same. If he's dicking you behind my back, I need to know."

 

Once again, Wonwoo shook his head.

 

"We didn't fuck...," he winced when Joshua's fingers on his face tightened.

 

"Then why did you taste like him?"

 

"I-I don't know! He-he fed me! Maybe I put my fingers inside using his cum! I dunno!"

 

Wonwoo jerked his head to the side, finally free from his boyfriend's grip. His chin was quite sore. He didn't want to be trapped in this situation any longer, so Wonwoo tidied himself before standing up.

 

"Now where’re you going?"

 

He didn't answer, kept combing his hair with his hand and straightened his disheveled dress shirt.

 

"Jeon Wonwoo!"

 

Angry, Joshua stood up too. Wonwoo immediately turned around to prevent his fragile back being assaulted. In a hurry, he shouted something, anything, to prevent his boyfriend from hitting him in his office.

 

"He didn't fuck me! We didn't fuck!" our kitten whined. "I'm not cheating on you with Mingyu! We would never do that to you!"

 

"Then why is your—" still in fury, Joshua grabbed and squeezed one of Wonwoo's flat butt cheeks, not in the sensual manner it used to be. His touch was hurting Wonwoo, both physically and mentally. "—ass smelled and tasted like his cum, just like the smell and taste of your mouth, huh? There’s no way I can taste him inside your slutty little cunt if he didn't stick his dick there! Did he feed you there too, huh, slut? Did he get to feed both of your holes??"

 

Stunned, and loss for words as he was aware that Joshua wasn't all wrong, Wonwoo opened and closed his mouth several times, but in the end, he decided to stay silent. He had nothing to say to defend himself, Your Honor, for he was guilty as charged.

 

Yes. Mingyu didn't stick his dick up his ass, but he indeed poured his hot, gooey life juice inside Wonwoo's body not only through his upper mouth. It was awesome. The way he could feel warm energy filling him up to the brim. Each drop of Mingyu's cum felt like potent drugs to him. Like catnips to cats, which Wonwoo wasn't ashamed to indulge himself in.

 

However, it seemed Joshua disagreed with Wonwoo this time. He was jealous as shit, knowing that Mingyu had his way with his boyfriend behind his back. Rather than his heart, it was more of a stab to his pride, as the one who was dominant in all of his relationship. He didn't like it when another alpha male took away what was his.

 

When the silence prolonged, Joshua pushed Wonwoo from him. Our kitten fell onto the sofa.

 

"I'll come to your house this Friday after work," Joshua making sure he looked as tidy as he was when he came to this company. "Don't go anywhere. Just wait for me there."

 

Soon, the sound of the door being closed was heard. Wonwoo sat there on the sofa, clothes were quite in a mess. He stared at the ceiling for some time until he decided to get up and clean the room with wet wipes and pocket tissues. After that, he finally came out.

 

Mingyu would come back this Saturday. He still had five vials to get by. If he drank only one vial in the last four days, everything would be just fine.

 

Yeah. Everything will be okay.

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