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“D-Daeyoung-ah..! T-Too much, I- I'm serious..” Yushi croaked, voice incredibly strained, probably from the amount of stress on his throat during the past hour alone.
“I'm so- ah- so sorry, hyung,” The younger said, voice barely audible over the sound of his heavy breaths, barely slowing down his thrusts. “Just a bit more, I promise.”
Yushi's head fell forward as Jaehee grazed his sweet spot again - the spot that had practically been abused to hell and back - and his grip on the headboard tightened. A drop of sweat fell onto the white pillowcase beneath them, turning grey.
It all started with a conversation Yushi had with Riku a week back and a challenge - a challenge he wished he never accepted.
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“What do you mean I could never take Daeyoung?” Yushi asked, tone a mix of curiosity and a feeling of disrespect.
“He's too big, he'd never fit in you,” Riku explained, words mumbled as he took another bite of the pocky stick in his mouth. “I could barely fit him in me and you know I'm basically a size queen.”
“And you're saying I can't take a big dick?” The younger asked, eyebrows a little furrowed as he looked at the glass of hot cocoa in his hands.
“You cried that time I tried fucking you with my 6-inch strap,” The brunette reminded him, a teasing look immediately taking over his previously nonchalant expression. “You were all ‘a-ah~ Oppa is too big, it hurts~~ I don’t know how you manage Sion,’”
Yushi scoffed. He did not moan like that!
“Well, maybe you should've prepped me better!” He said, lips coming together in a small pout.
“I had 4 fingers in you!” Riku said matter-of-factly. “Should I have fisted you or what?”
The black-haired stayed quiet at that, lips pursed as his ears turned a bright red at the thought. Riku's teasing smile dropped at that, eyes widening a little.
“Wait, are you serious? You want that?”
“A-Anyways! I absolutely can take Daeyoung. I'm not the same as I was.” Yushi quickly said, successfully diverting the topic.
Riku gave him a ‘we'll see about that' look, leaning back and pulling out another piece of pocky.
“How big is he anyway? He can't be that big.”
“Probably like 9 inches.”
Yushi was fucked.
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Fast forward a day or two, and Yushi found himself alone with Jaehee in the dorm. Sion and Riku were out on a date, and the maknaes went to check out a new restaurant that opened nearby (which was also a date, if you asked Yushi). They found themself in front of the living room TV, snuggled together on the sofa with a bowl of salted popcorn, as a thriller played.
He was wearing a jumper, and short shorts - unlike his usual sweats. He had his head on Jaehee's chest, and the younger’s arm was wrapped loosely around his shoulders, fingers gently grazing his ribs in slow, rhythmic circles. It felt like an involuntary action, something Jaehee did without thinking.
He thought of what Riku said the other day and tilted his - now red - face up to look at Jaehee. His sharp jawline, his soft eyes, his glasses that reflected the blues of the TV…His focus was so intent on the movie, that his eyebrows furrowed in concentration. How pretty.
He realised a little too late that what he thought to himself came out as a whisper. Jaehee turned to look down at Yushi, a confused look on his face.
“T-The scenery in the movie is really pretty..” Yushi quickly said, making up an excuse.
“Really? I guess I can see it, but I never really thought dark basements and dingy hallways were your thing, hyung.”
Yushi’s laugh came out a little too forced, a soft, nervous sound that didn’t quite match his usual chuckles. “Ah…aha ha…”
He expected Jaehee to go back to watching the movie, obviously, but he noticed that even though his face turned, his gaze still lingered, pointed a little lower than his face - at his bare thighs. If he tried hard enough, he could even make out the slight rosy tinge dusted on his cheeks, or the way he slowly gulped at the sight.
For a moment, neither of them moved, the tension thick - palpable, even. Yushi could feel the weight of Jaehee’s gaze like a touch, burning across his skin. His pulse hammered louder in his ears, and his chest tightened. Jaehee’s throat bobbed, and Yushi could almost hear the sharp intake of breath as his gaze stayed lower.
The realization hit him hard: Jaehee was looking at him, really looking at him, not in the way he looked at him usually, with admiration and gentle affection, but with something else in his eyes - something unreadable. Something…hungry?
Yushi opened his mouth to say something, anything, to break the growing silence, but nothing came out. Instead, he let his eyes drop to Jaehee’s hand, still resting against his ribs, and for the first time, he noticed how Jaehee’s thumb had barely brushed against his skin from where his jumper had ridden up. Just a touch. The smallest movement, yet it sent a shiver up Yushi’s spine.
Before he could react, Jaehee blinked, clearing his throat, his voice suddenly low and steady. “You okay, hyung? You seem...a little flushed. Do you have a fever?”
Yushi’s heart slammed into his chest. He nodded quickly, but his throat felt dry. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just…the movie.” He was too quick with the excuse, his voice betraying him. His eyes darted toward the TV screen, focusing on the flashing images to distract himself from the storm of emotions he was trying to hide.
Jaehee didn’t answer right away, but Yushi could feel the weight of his stare, still lingering on him. He had no idea what to do with the sudden shift between them, but he felt, deep in his gut, that this was only the beginning of the long night in front of them.
The air between them was thick now, each breath carrying weight, each shift in posture loaded with unsaid words. Yushi couldn’t shake the feeling that something had changed - something had shifted in the way Jaehee looked at him. When he finally turned to glance at the younger boy again, Jaehee was staring at the screen, his expression unreadable. It made Yushi feel even more exposed.
The movie blared in the background, the suspenseful music escalating, but Yushi couldn’t focus on it. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, each one louder than the last. He shifted uncomfortably, trying to find a new position, but even that felt off.
Jaehee’s arm was still around him, warm and solid. Yushi swallowed, the proximity suddenly overwhelming. He had to do something. Anything.
“Daeyoung-ah…” he began, his voice coming out in a breathless whisper before he could stop himself. “Do you…do you ever think about things outside of...this?”
Jaehee’s gaze flicked to him instantly, a slight furrow appearing between his brows. He leaned back slightly, giving Yushi more space but not fully pulling away. His eyes were searching, as though trying to read Yushi, but Yushi couldn’t tell if he was getting the right answer.
“Outside of what?” Jaehee asked, his voice low. There was an edge to it now, a tension that had crept into his tone, making Yushi’s stomach twist.
“Outside of…us,” Yushi said, his throat dry. “Of the dorm and the usual things we do. Do you ever think about...something more?” He hadn’t meant to say all that, but once the words were out, he couldn’t take them back. The room seemed to hold its breath.
Jaehee was quiet for a moment. His hand, still resting loosely around Yushi’s shoulders, seemed to hesitate, as if unsure whether it should stay or pull away. His eyes flicked over to the TV, then back to Yushi, before finally speaking in a tone that was quieter than before.
“I think about it sometimes,” Jaehee admitted, his voice softer than usual. “But not in the way you’re probably thinking.”
Yushi’s breath hitched. Not in the way I’m thinking? He wasn’t sure what to make of that, but his mind was racing, thoughts of Riku's words from earlier echoing in his mind like a broken record.
“What do you mean?” He asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.
Jaehee exhaled slowly, his eyes momentarily closing as if considering how much to reveal. “I think about…how things might change. How things already have changed. We’ve always been close, but...lately, it feels different.”
Yushi’s heart skipped. He hung onto every word coming out of Jaehee's mouth, his nerves electrified. His fingers gripped the popcorn bowl a little too tightly, the plastic creaking under the pressure. He wanted to say something, to keep the conversation light, to break the tension, but the words stuck in his throat.
Jaehee shifted again, just enough to close the small gap between them. His breath was warm against Yushi’s skin, and for the first time, Yushi realized just how close their faces were. He could feel Jaehee’s chest rise and fall with every breath, the heat of his body just inches away. His heartbeat pounded in his ears.
“I don't look at you the same way I used to, hyung - with plain old innocent admiration and love,” Jaehee murmured, his gaze never leaving Yushi’s face. “But I think...I think we’re both feeling something, right? Something in you has changed too, the way you've been looking at me the past few days makes me think you want to devour me whole.”
The air seemed to pulse between them, thick with expectation. Yushi opened his mouth to answer, but no words came. Instead, all he could do was nod, his throat too tight to say anything more.
Jaehee’s hand, still resting on his side, moved slightly, brushing against his skin in a slow, deliberate motion. Yushi felt it, the light touch sending shivers up his spine. His mind spun as he felt his breath quicken, the space between them closing in a way that was impossible to ignore now.
Before he could process it, Jaehee leaned in slightly, close enough that Yushi could feel his breath across his lips. His fingers, gently tracing the outline of Yushi’s shoulder, paused, waiting as if asking for permission - permission Yushi wasn’t expecting to give so soon, but couldn’t seem to deny.
The moment stretched out in slow motion, the tension in the room suffocating. Yushi’s pulse raced, his skin burning where Jaehee’s hand rested, and his thoughts spun wildly. His hands were big, he so desperately wanted to feel his fingers stuffing him full, bringing him to climax over and over again as he whispered sweet nothings in his ear.
He could feel the heat between them, the pull that had been building for so long, and for a moment, everything else in the world vanished. There was only Jaehee. Only them.
Jaehee didn’t move, his face inches from Yushi’s, waiting.
The older could feel the way his heart thudded loudly in his chest. He could feel the uncertainty in the air, the unspoken question, hanging between them like a fragile thread. It was up to him now.
“Jaehee,” Yushi whispered, the sound almost a plea, unsure if he wanted to break the silence or if he wanted to pull him closer. To kiss him till neither of them could feel their lips anymore, nor get each other's taste of their mouths.
The seconds stretched on like hours. Yushi’s heart pounded in his chest, louder than the noise of the thriller movie still playing on the TV. His head was spinning, Jaehee was still so close, his breath warm against Yushi’s cheek, his hand - still resting lightly on his side - giving gentle pressure that seemed to say, I’m here. But Yushi couldn’t tell if that was what he wanted anymore. Everything felt electric. Intense. Too much, and yet not enough.
Yushi glanced up, meeting Jaehee’s eyes. The confusion that had been there earlier had shifted into something deeper. Something raw, something...softer. Jaehee was searching his eyes, waiting for a sign, for permission. His hand on Yushi’s side was no longer just a casual touch - it was intentional, holding him there, anchoring him to the moment.
"I..." Yushi started, but the words caught in his throat. The intensity of the moment was suffocating, like trying to speak in a dream where nothing felt real.
Jaehee didn’t say anything, but his gaze flickered to Yushi’s lips, a small, almost imperceptible motion. Yushi’s breath hitched at the sight. His stomach twisted in nervous excitement, the words he'd been planning to say suddenly evaporating.
And then, almost like an unspoken agreement, Yushi leaned forward.
It was slow at first, tentative. His lips brushed against Jaehee’s, a soft contact, testing the waters. Jaehee didn’t pull away; in fact, he leaned in, just enough to close the gap completely. And then, it was no longer tentative. The kiss deepened, pressing in a way that made Yushi’s chest tighten with anticipation. His heart thudded wildly in his chest, the world spinning as Jaehee’s hand slid up his side, fingers trembling slightly. The warmth between them felt like it had ignited something inside Jaehee, something that couldn’t be denied anymore. The kiss was soft at first, like they were both savouring the feeling of finally letting go of the tension that had been building for so long. But it quickly became more urgent, a rush of emotions that neither of them could ignore any longer.
Yushi’s hand found its way to Jaehee’s chest, pressing lightly, feeling the rapid beat of his heart under his fingertips. It was real. This was real. His pulse raced in time with Jaehee’s, the sound of their heartbeats in sync as they pulled each other closer.
Jaehee’s lips moved against his, each touch deeper, more desperate than the last. He was breathing harder now, his hand at the back of Yushi’s neck, threading through his hair, pulling him in even closer. Yushi’s mind was a whirl of thoughts, but they all seemed to vanish the moment Jaehee’s warmth enveloped him completely.
And then, just as quickly as it had started, they both pulled away, gasping for air, their foreheads resting against each other. Yushi’s chest was tight, his breathing shallow, and desire filled his brain.
Jaehee’s hand lingered on Yushi’s side, his thumb gently tracing the skin just below his ribs, the touch somehow more intimate than the kiss itself.
"I..." Jaehee started, his voice low, a touch of hesitation in it. "I think I’ve wanted that for a long time now.”
Yushi swallowed, his heart still racing. He didn’t have words. He didn’t need them. He felt the same. He had felt the same. Hell, he'd jerked off to the thought of Jaehee filling him up beyond his limits, moulding his insides to the shape of his dick one too many times, but now that it was going to happen - now that they were about to cross that line - everything felt different.
“I think I wanted it too,” Yushi admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. His eyes searched Jaehee’s face, looking for something - anything - to tell him they weren’t making a mistake. But Jaehee only nodded, his lips curling slightly into a nervous but soft smile.
“Can I kiss you again, hyung?” Jaehee asked, eyes still gazing deep into Yushi's.
Yushi could barely even mutter out a ‘yes’ before the younger's lips were on him again, this time moving with more fervour. He kissed him like he was a starved man and Yushi was a five-star meal. He felt his tongue swiping against his bottom lip, a silent request for permission. Yushi gasped, letting Jaehee's tongue invade his mouth, licking everything he could, like he wanted to memorize Yushi's taste, and, before he knew it, he found himself in the younger's lap. One hand grasped at his waist, and the other was still tangled in his hair. The feeling of the younger gradually getting hard against his thigh had him seeing stars, worried that he'd ruin his underwear with how wet he was getting.
“Daeng, wait- ah-” Yushi managed to say before Jaehee pulled him back into a kiss, every movement of his lips making the older plain dizzy. He practically had to wriggle his way out of his grasp to get on his knees, between Jaehee’s legs.
Yushi wasted no time resting his head on the younger’s lap, laying too close to his dick - too close according to Jaehee at least, Yushi wanted to be way closer. He looked up at him, eyes glossed over by want, by desire. Slowly, teasingly almost, he started pressing kisses to his clothed thighs, making his way up till he reached the tent in his sweats, choosing to mouth at it instead.
Jaehee immediately threw his head back at that, fingers fighting to not pull on Yushi’s hair. The warmth from the older’s breaths, the damp spots of darker grey fabric he left behind, everything had his knees go weak. He could hardly collect himself before his fingers tangled in Yushi’s hair, grip not tight enough to hurt, but hard enough to get him to stop, making Yushi look up at him in a way he could only describe as ‘pien’.
“L-Let’s take this to the bedroom, yeah?” He asked with a nervous chuckle, hoping he hadn’t accidentally offended Yushi. The older just pouted a little before nodding, letting himself get pulled up, only muttering a small ‘my room’ before the two found themselves stumbling into his room, arms roaming and kisses lingering.
Jaehee felt himself getting pushed onto the bed, his butt gently hitting the mattress of Yushi's sheets.
“Can I continue what I was doing earlier?” The older asked, voice laced with hesitation, prompting Jaehee to nod shyly as well.
Yushi was back on his knees and a little bit of pawing at his sweats was all it took to get Jaehee in only his boxers. He continued where he left off, mouthing at the dick through the fabric, each suck making Jaehee let out a shaky breath. Then went the boxers too, joining the pile of clothes on the floor.
Silence filled the room as Yushi stared at the hard-on in front of him, and finally being face-to-face with something he's wanted for days now had made him reconsider his challenge. Jaehee was not only big in length, but pretty girthy too, making the older wonder if he could even wrap his fingers around him fully. How was that supposed to fit in him??
But mama didn't raise no quitter, so Yushi took him into his hands, earning a small whine from Jaehee, and pressed soft, gentle kisses to the tip. His fingers rubbed circles into the head, gathering pre-cum and his mouth made its way down his shaft, still peppering kisses.
“Hyung, you're so pretty..” Jaehee whispers from above, eyes wide as he stares down at Yushi - his pretty eyes looking up at him, his usually neat hair tousled, his lips red from all that kissing - he was perfect .
Yushi just hummed as he directed his attention back to the younger's dick again. He gave small kitten licks to the leaking tip before he lets out a shaky breath and takes him into his mouth. He's pretty sure Jaehee lets out a small ‘fuck’, but he can barely hear anything over the sound of his heartbeat. He slowly takes more into his mouth, hand still wrapped around the base as his lips stretch to accommodate his girth. Once he feels the tip hit the back of his throat, almost making him gag, he pulls off.
“That's as far as I can take you today, don't wanna hurt my throat too much..” He mumbles as he presses his cheek to Jaehee's dick. “I'll deep throat you one day though, promise.”
Jaehee groans at that before almost throwing his head back as he watches Yushi take him back into his mouth, hand jerking him off at the same time. Yushi bobs his head up and down to the rhythm his hand was working. He felt Jaehee's thigh twitch and had him whining about how ‘good it feels’ and how ‘hyung is so good at this’.
Saliva trails down from the side of his mouth, both providing lube for his hand and also dirtying Yushi's chin (and what felt like a bit of his neck too.) He looks up to make eye contact, watching Jaehee swallow thickly as he tries to not be so loud. Noticing how his fingers are stiff - occasionally curling in on themselves - Yushi brings his free hand from Jaehee's thigh to grasp one of his hands and bring it to his head, feeling how it almost immediately entangles itself into his hair.
“H-Hyung, I'm gonna- ah- gonna cum, please let go,” Jaehee warns, only for Yushi to increase his pace. His legs are shaking at this point, fingers gripping the older's hair so hard he's worried he'll rip out a few strands. “Hyung..hyung, p-please…!”
“Wanna taste you,” Yushi says as he pops off for a second before going back to work, hand moving like it was trying to milk out every last drop of cum out of Jaehee. It only takes a few more seconds before Jaehee mutters out something basically unintelligible - all Yushi can make out is a swear or two and something about how good he was, how cute - and he's cumming, filling Yushi's mouth with salty liquid. He pulls away, letting the last few strings fall on his face, coating his cheeks and lips - a little even on his eyelashes.
“You're gonna make me lose my mind, hyung..” Jaehee whispers, voice heavy with lust. He lets a hand trail down from his hair, wiping off the cum from the corner of Yushi's lips. Yushi giggles at that, before pulling up his shirt to wipe his face, making a mental note to wash it separately later.
“Do you wanna continue?” He asked Jaehee, a soft smile on his face. “We can always stop here if you want.”
“I think I'll actually die if I don't feel you around me,” Came Jaehee's reply, shocking the older.
“Dramatic much?” Yushi teased, climbing onto the bed. “Strip, I'll get the lube.” He commanded as he crawled over to his bedside table, pulling the bottom most drawer to find his bottle of vanilla flavoured lube…with a note that read ‘don't push yourself yuu-chan ♡’. Goddamn it, Riku.
After he quickly ripped off the note, pout on his face, he turned around to see Jaehee unclothed. He took in a sharp breath. He'd seen Jaehee in various states of undress throughout the time they were idols - during fittings, changing between songs in concerts, shooting for magazines - but this felt different. His eyes took in everything and he swore he would've started drooling if not for Jaehee shyly telling him to stop staring so much. Yushi complied and soon found himself trapped between the headboard and Jaehee, the younger kissing him again, only pulling away when his hands eagerly worked to take off his jumper and shorts. And Jaehee gasped when he pulled back.
Now, it wasn't like Yushi was expecting this to happen today, but could you really blame him for wanting to…dress up a little when he found out that he was going to be spending the whole day alone with Jaehee? It wasn't like he was planning on seducing him, so even a matching pale blue matching camisole set instead of his usual plain undershirt-boxer combo made him wonder if it was too much.
Jaehee, however, had his mind racing with vastly different thoughts. He had Yushi spread out underneath him, wearing nothing but his undergarments - a blue cotton undershirt with a small satin bow at the center and matching cotton underwear, again with the bow - and Jaehee felt like his head would explode. Yushi's face didn't make it any better, he looked to the side, face a bright shade of red, and his lips were drawn into a nervous line.
“Hyung, you're seriously going to be the end of me,” Jaehee says, hands roaming where they can. They trailed over the smooth expanse of his arms, up to his neck, and then back down to his thighs, giving them a little squeeze. Good gracious.
“Hurry up,” Yushi whined, making Jaehee (hesitantly) stop his hands on their expedition to map out every birthmark and spot on Yushi's body and put them on the edge of his underwear. The younger pulled them off slowly, letting out a shaky breath when he saw a string of slick connecting his cunt to his soaked underwear. His eyes trailed up, landing on Yushi's pussy, so pink, so shiny and…so..perfect? Yushi let out a whine again, both in embarrassment and because he couldn't be patient anymore.
Jaehee trailed a finger up his slit, slick coating his fingertip. He didn't want to waste anymore time, slipping a finger into his hole, making Yushi let out a squeak above him. Sticky warmth enveloped his finger and he started thrusting it in and out at a steady pace. It was only a little more before he asked Yushi if he could add another finger, earning him a quick nod. He was scissoring his fingers now, trying to stretch him out as best as he could. Two fingers turned to three and three soon turned to four, and Yushi was biting his lip hard, trying to muffle his houses as best as he could. He had a pillow in his arms, squeezing it so hard Jaehee was worried that it would rip into shreds.
“C-Come on, Young-ah..It's…It's- ah- enough,” Yushi whined, but quickly stopped complaining when the younger's thumb found its way to his clit, rubbing slow circles. He buried his face into the pillow. How cute , Jaehee thought. Jaehee's fingers only picked up their pace, and Yushi's legs were quivering and would've been closed shut if not for the younger holding them open.
“Daeyoung-ah, stop, please..H-Hyung is gonna cum-” Yushi said as every curl of Jaehee's fingers brought him closer and closer to the edge, and before he knew it, his back was arching off the bed, clenching down hard around Jaehee's fingers, his mind going blank. When he came down from his high, he noticed the lack of fingers in him, meaning Jaehee had pulled out. He brought his gaze up to meet the younger's, his breathing heavy.
“Lay down, wanna ride you,” Yushi murmured, letting out a small chuckle at how quickly Jaehee listened, laying half propped up against the headboard. Yushi grabbed the bottle of lube again, squeezing out quite a large amount onto his palm. He brought his hand to Jaehee's dick, moving up and down to lube him up as the younger groans, throwing his head back.
Jaehee soon found himself straddled, the older's thighs caging his. His hands found their way to Yushi's waist, slowly losing his mind when he noticed how his hands almost entirely enveloped it.
“W-Wait,” Jaehee suddenly says. “What about a condom..?”
“I'm clean, if that's what you're worried about. Are you..?”
“N-No- I mean, I am clean, but I was thinking more about…b-babies?” Jaehee says, a nervous look on his face. It's not like he'd never fantasised about filling Yushi up till there'd be no way he wouldn't be pregnant, but he was way too young to be a father, surely.
“I'm on birth control, don't worry~” The older states, lips stretching into a shy smile, bursting into giggles as soon as he felt Jaehee's dick twitch underneath him. The younger immediately murmured out a small apology, wanting to bury himself in a hole.
“It's okay, Sion-hyung had a worse reaction~” Yushi said as he reached down, grabbing Jaehee's dick to line himself up. He took in a shaky breath, before sinking down, eyes watering just by the stretch of his head entering him. He let out a pained moan, immediately getting a look of worry from Jaehee.
“Hyung, we don't have to do this if it hurts,” Jaehee states, eyebrows drooping as his fingers instinctively squeezed Yushi's waist in an attempt to comfort him. Yushi, however, only shook his head, adamant about taking him.
He took in a deep breath again, sinking down lower, tears welling up in his eyes because of how much the stretch hurt - he had to stop multiple times even. It was frustrating. He wanted Jaehee in him so bad, but he just wouldn't fit. The only good thing happening was feeling Jaehee's lips on his skin, pressing kisses to his neck and collarbones, occasionally sucking and placing open mouth kisses here and there, making sure not to leave any marks. He didn't need a lecture from Sion, their manager, or any other person about preserving their idol image.
When he finally sunk down fully, Jaehee's dick kissing his cervix, he swore he lost the ability to think. All he could do was stay frozen as he felt his walls stretched out to what he felt like was their maximum limit. He felt so , so full. His head felt so cloudy.
Jaehee felt his cock twitch with every inch Yushi's pussy swallowed. It felt so warm and tight and it was like his dick would melt. He almost threw his head back when he saw that Yushi had taken him fully, eyes looking down to where he saw his pussy stretched. He was in a trance almost, only snapping out when he felt something wet soaking the sheets beneath him and-
“Oh my god, hyung, you're peeing,” As soon as the words left his mouth, Yushi snapped out of it too, face turning redder (if that was even possible) as he tried to scramble and get off of Jaehee.
“I'm so so so sorry! I didn't even realise oh my gosh I totally understand if you want to stop and never do this ever again oh my gosh oh my gosh I'm so-”
“It was kinda hot in a way-”
Yushi raised an eyebrow at that, looking at the younger as if he grew another head.
“I-I mean, I filled you up so good you had to pee, isn't that…kinda hot?” Jaehee explained, smiling sheepishly. Yushi just looked dumbfounded, staring at him for what felt like ages before he burst out laughing, startling the younger.
“Didn't know our big puppy had a piss kink, but okay” He let out between chuckles, eyes almost watering. Jaehee pouted a little at that.
“Sorry, sorry~ I'll continue now,” Yushi relented, slowly sinking down again. He grinned a bit, moving his hips in circles to try and get used to the fullness, but it wasn't long before he felt the want to get dicked down properly well up inside him.
He lifted himself a little before dropping down again, making the both of them let out a moan. God, he felt so good.
“H-Hyung, you're so good at this,” Jaehee said, hands moving up and down Yushi's thighs. It still hurt a little, but he felt pleasure slowly overtaking it.
Yushi threw his head back when he hit a certain spot and he angled his hips such that every thrust would have his head spinning, bringing him closer and closer to orgasm. He felt Jaehee trail kisses from his neck down to his chest, eventually latching onto a nipple, forcing a moan out of the older. It wasn't long before Yushi felt the knot tightening in his stomach.
“Young-ah, g-gonna..gonna cum…Fuck..” Yushi managed to say before he was cumming again, back arched almost painfully. It took him a few minutes to come back to his senses, and Jaehee was muttering sweet nothings into his ear. “Y-You can..you can take it from here, use me…”
And Jaehee didn't need to be told twice.
Jaehee gently flipped them over, now hovering over Yushi (who whined at the emptiness), going a little insane as he realizes how small the older actually is. He quickly lines up against his hole again, one hand holding the other's, fingers intertwined. He brought the other hand to one of Yushi's thighs, pushing softly as he slid into his pussy again.
Yushi threw his head back when Jaehee began moving, gently rocking into his cunt. He looked up to see the younger's content expression and felt relieved - they were both equally enjoying this. Squelching noises mixed with moans and grunts soon filled the room, and Jaehee's mouth eventually made its way back to one of Yushi's nipples, sucking and biting until it was red. He then pulled away, moving onto the other one.
It didn't take long for the sensations combined with how good Jaehee was filling him up made him clench around his dick, mouth letting out a string of curses as he came again. One, two, three more thrusts and Yushi felt warmth flooding his insides accompanied by a groan from Jaehee. He fell forward, hovering over the older on his elbows as he connected their lips again.
Cum trickled out of Yushi's pussy as soon as Jaehee pulled out, and the younger swore he started drooling at the sight alone.
“..Hyung, can I eat you out?” Jaehee asks hesitantly, voice low.
“H-Huh? Eh? Now??”
“Y-Yeah..”
As soon as Yushi nodded, Jaehee immediately pushed the older's knees up, exposing his pussy to the chilly air of the room. He brought his face between his legs and licked a stripe from his leaking hole to his clit, making Yushi whine above him. He lapped up the mixture of cum and slick spilling from Yushi like it was ambrosia, occasionally sucking on his clit. Jaehee was practically sandwiched between the older's thighs at this point, working his tongue in and out of his hole while relishing in the various noises that came out of Yushi's mouth.
Yushi didn't want to accidentally pull the younger's hair too hard, so he opted to dig his fingers into his pillow - every time his clit got extra attention, he'd worry that he might rip open the soft object. How was Jaehee so good at this !?
"D-Daeyoung-ah, gonna..gonna cum, wait," Yushi moaned, thighs subconsciously squeezing around his beloved Daeyoung-ah. He squeezed his eyes shut, tears spilling down his face as the younger's movements quickened.
“Please come for me, hyung,” Jaehee quickly muttered before diving into his five-star meal again, and Yushi swore he felt a shiver down his spine at the request. It only took a little more sucking on his clit before the older was coming again, slipping into overstimulation territory when Jaehee continued working his tongue into his hole for another minute or so.
“Kiss..” Yushi said weakly, holding out his arms and making grabby hands. The younger chuckled at that, and quickly got in between his arms, pressing kiss after kiss to his lips, smiling the whole time.
“Daeyoung, you’re hard..?” Yushi pointed out. “Want hyung again?”
If Jaehee thought his face couldn’t get any more red, he’d be wrong. He nodded shyly, burying his face into the crook of Yushi’s neck.
“Any position you wanna try?”
“Can I fuck you from the back..?” The younger asked hesitantly, face still hidden. Yushi smiled softly at how damn cute Jaehee was and brought his hand up to gently stroke his hair, hoping it would comfort him a little.
“Of course, puppy,” Yushi replied, pressing a kiss to the top of the younger’s head before letting Jaehee manhandle him onto his knees.
Jaehee just stares for a few moments - the older’s pussy was red from the fucking it got just a while ago, his ass looked so soft and cute, and his thighs were wet with slick and saliva and he was beginning to regret not marking them up when he was down there. Nothing he can’t fix later.
Yushi jolted a little when he felt a hand on his inner thigh, trailing up to his ass, squeezing slightly. Both of the younger’s hands were on him now, spreading his cheeks open to get a better look at his cunt, and the warmth of the hands left as suddenly as they appeared.
He felt the blunt head of Jaehee’s dick press against his opening again and steadily sank in deeper and deeper. It felt just as overwhelming as last time, making Yushi let out a series of whines as his fingers clenched the sheets tighter.
And when he starts moving, Yushi swears he almost falls face flat onto the bed. Each thrust was reached so deep and sent jolts of pleasure throughout his body. The room was filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin and the squelching that accompanied it. Jaehee’s grip on his hips was like iron and the older was sure he’d be bruised - But he’d be lying if he said it didn’t turn him on even more.
As Jaehee’s thrusts sped up, Yushi could barely hold his head up, dropping it only to see something that forced a moan out of him. He brought one of his hands back to grab the younger’s on his right hip and pulled it - which left Jaehee confused - until it rested on his tummy and oh- Each time Jaehee pushed in the skin on older’s stomach would distend below his belly button and would return to normal whenever he pulled out. A belly bulge.
“Hyung, ah- hyung, that’s so hot,” Jaehee grunts, pushing down on the bulge which drew moans out of both of them. “I-I never wanna pull out, wanna fill you up all the- hngh- all the time..”
Yushi just nods mindlessly, burying his face into the pillow underneath him, dampening it with tears and drool. He felt a pressure building in his tummy, right behind his clit - it feels weird, it wasn’t like anything he’d felt before - and before he realises what’s going on, a jet of liquid sprays out of his hole and soaks his sheets.
Jaehee doesn’t stop, however. In fact, his thrusts only seem to speed up, dick now brushing against his g-spot each time, making Yushi whine at the overstimulation. He’s pounding into the older like he doesn’t know his own strength, the grip on his hips turning borderline painful. All Yushi could do was moan.
“Please, pleaseplease- ngh- please, Young-ah, please,” Yushi begs, but the younger barely notices, too engrossed in how good he felt around him. He tries to wriggle away on instinct, which only makes Jaehee pull him back harder.
“D-Don’t leave, hyung,” He whines, pounding into the older with the same vigor he started with. His hands had left his hips now, wrapped around his chest as he moved to press his chest to the older’s back. He reached even deeper like this, the tip of his dick kissing Yushi’s cervix. He wished he could fuck him harder, fill him up even further, maybe even fuck his womb so there’s no chance of him not getting pregnant.
Yushi’s eyes roll into the back of his head. He felt too weak to even hold onto the sheets. Everytime Jaehee pushed in, he let out a broken moan as stars burst in front of his eyes. He had cum again sometime in between, which made every drag against his sensitive walls feel like a bit of his sanity was slipping away. It felt so good. It felt too much.
“Hyung, I’m gonna cum,” Jaehee announces, his rhythm slightly faltering. “Y-You’ll take it all for me, won’t you?”
Yushi just whines, barely able to process the younger’s words. He feels strings of warm liquid fill him once more as another orgasm crashes through him. All he can hear is the sound of his heartbeats and the heavy breaths from Jaehee above him. He feels more slick dribble out of him when Jaehee pulls out and soon enough drops of cum join the mess underneath him.
“So good, love you…” Yushi mutters, his voice a little hoarse. He feels tired, and so he decides to close his eyes, letting sleep envelop him.
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When Yushi awoke, he noticed three things. One, he was in clean clothes - in Jaehee’s clothes - and was laying on clean sheets. Two, this was not his room. And three, he had an overgrown puppy holding onto him tight and burying his face into his neck. He put two and two together and came to the conclusion that Jaehee must’ve decided it was better for the two of them to sleep in his room and carried him all the way here. How cute.
Yushi only realised how deeply fucked he was (literally and figuratively) when he moved and felt a stabbing pain in his stomach. He thanked god he didn’t have any schedules for the day and prayed that Sion won’t focus on the fact that he’d gotten fucked so good when he asks to opt out from practice that day.