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“Were you serious about your proposition?”
Jaemin’s fingers didn’t stop typing whatever text he was about to send to Jeno but the sudden question from Donghyuck did startle him by his side, “Which one?” Jaemin questions, now just staring at the small bubble in the corner of his screen –waiting for his boyfriend to reply.
“I..” Donghyuck started talking but he couldn’t stop moving anxiously on the couch as he was crossing and uncrossing his legs –trying to find a comfortable position, “You know,” he tries.
Jaemin got a response from his boyfriend so he started typing something back, “I’m gonna need you to be more specific here,” he said mindlessly, wondering if he’s in the mood for a video call or not.
“Can you like,” Donghyuck laid an hesitant hand on Jaemin’s exposed thigh, “Focus on me?” Then he proceeded to squeeze Jaemin’s thigh slightly, just to get a reaction out of him.
Jaemin flinched at the sudden contact with his exposed skin once again and he finally turned his head to look back at his best friend with his phone in one hand, then he guided his other arm to let it rest on Donghyuck’s shoulders by his side , “What is it?” he questions, more gently this time.
Donghyuck doesn't want to say what he wants explicitly because even thinking about it was already making him feel bad. He didn’t really want to and he knew the risk of doing it but after considering and weighing his options, he concluded that it’s worth a shot.
Jaemin was staring at his friend patiently –clueless, waiting for a response so maybe he can deal with whatever was going on with Donghyuck.
“I just,” Donghyuck started off again, scooting closer until he was fully in Jaemin’s embrace, “I’m feeling hot,” he confesses, laying his head on Jaemin’s shoulder.
Jaemin held him closer, “Are you sick or something?” he wonders, reporting his attention momentarily on the screen to take note of Jeno’s text, “I’m feeling great, maybe a shower could help?” he proposed, his fingers mindlessly caressing Donghyuck’s exposed forearm.
Donghyuck shivered at the innocent action, pressing his thighs harder, “Have you slept with anyone else since Jeno left, yet?”
The sudden question got Jaemin’s full attention right away once again as he basically ignored Jeno’s first attempt to call him, “Yeah, I did,” Jaemin replied, looking down at his roommate who was currently staring at his own hand tracing invisible shapes on Jaemin’s thigh, “Why?”
Donghyuck licked his lips, blushing furiously, still refusing to look up at Jaemin, “Does your offer still stand with me?”
A second or two passed and Donghyuck felt like it was hours as Jaemin’s buzzing phone was the only noise that was filling the sudden silence.
Jaemin suddenly straightened himself to be able to face Donghyuck properly even though he was looking anywhere but in Jaemin’s eyes. “I know it must have been hard to make the first move and I’m proud of you but I have to ask,” Jaemin’s voice carried an unmistakable edge of seriousness and maybe uncertainty, “I, personally think that it’s a bad idea, but,” he took a small pause before continuing, “I’m down if you’re sure and if that’s what you want.”
Donghyuck didn’t think that Jaemin would make a fuss about it and would just say “yes” and if he’s being completely honest, it is a bad idea but right now? Donghyuck’s mind is clouded and he cannot make a thoughtful decision. “Yes, let’s do it,” he mutters, wetting his lips and looking down on his hand still on Jaemin’s thigh, “I’m so fucking horny right now and I don’t trust anyone else to take care of me, here.”
Morally, it’s not correct: Donghyuck and Jaemin are best friends; Jaemin is dating Jeno –currently open about their relationship; Donghyuck has a thing going on with Mark and the four of them were basically a pack and they were inseparable. Jaemin and Jeno decided to be open because Jeno was leaving for his program exchange in Canada along with Mark and the couple trusted each other enough to go through it that way. On the other side, Donghyuck and Mark decided to not date because they didn’t want to jump into a long distance relationship right from the start –they confessed their feelings when Mark was about to leave for Canada.
“Alright,” Jaemin eventually replied, his lips naturally curling into a suggestive smirk, “Do I get to top this time?”
Donghyuck didn’t even think about it, “Yes but promise to be gentle,” the older warned, finally allowing himself to relax on his seat.
Jaemin hummed as he removed his arm from Donghyuck’s shoulders to be able to cup his face with his free hand instead. Donghyuck stopped moving immediately and he let Jaemin slowly straighten his head to face him properly and take responsibility for his words and choices.
When they locked eyes, Donghyuck’s were the first ones to land on Jaemin’s plump lips that were slightly parted like a discreet invitation. Donghyuck found himself subconsciously wetting his lips for the nth time while starting to lean in and Jaemin let him do it without pushing him or backing away.
Even though Donghyuck was the first one who started leaning in, Jaemin was the one who closed the nonexistent gap between them after whispering a faint "this is so wrong" and he pressed his lips lightly on Donghyuck's to get a first taste of what’s waiting for him. Donghyuck sighed contentedly as he was still feeling uncomfortable in his sweatpants and he inched closer while deepening the kiss that did start innocently with the only purpose to taste the water and maybe see if they still got it and more importantly, if it’s not going to ruin everything (the answer is yes it’s working and no it’s not going to be awkward the next day).
They needed to check that out because the last time Jaemin and Donghyuck slept together, Jeno and Mark weren’t in the picture.
“I have to call back Jeno,” Jaemin breathes against Donghyuck’s lips as he repositions his hand and traps his chin between two fingers, “I’ll join you in your room in a moment,” he informs before peaking Donghyuck’s lips teasingly, “You can start if you want,” he whispers –tentative.
Donghyuck didn’t want to leave alone because he felt like he was going to explode any second –he literally felt like a ticking bomb. But, at least Donghyuck got a positif response and Jaemin will fuck him anyway… after he’s done with his boyfriend.
Once Donghyuck was out of sight, Jaemin finally acknowledges his abandoned phone by side that had stopped buzzing after three tentatives –three is usually Jeno’s limit because if he calls again and Jaemin doesn’t respond, it’s going to piss him off so he doesn’t do it and prefer waiting for his boyfriend to call him back whenever he can.
Jaemin got up from the couch he’s been hanging out by himself before Donghyuck suddenly came out of his room. Jeno answered right after the first sound and his puppy look-like face appeared on the small screen in Jaemin’s palm as he walked into his room.
“You gotta explain to me one day why you ask me to call you and then proceed to not answer,” Jeno complained –blazé, “What were you doing?”
“Hyuckie needed my attention,” Jaemin explains, walking to his desk beside the window, “And I want to talk to you about something.”
It was still the day on the other side of the screen and Jeno was in his room about to get ready to go to the gym, “Sure, what’s bothering my princess?”
Jaemin’s heart skipped a tiny beat the same way it always does when Jeno calls him his or “princess” or both combined –my princess.
Jaemin let himself sit on his desk chair for a minute and he leaned comfortably against it, staring back at the screen and he took notes how Jeno was busy preparing his bag but Jaemin also knew that he had his boyfriend’s full attention. Jaemin gulps the sudden nervousness, “Remember when we put a veto on Mark hyung and Hyuckie when we agreed to be open about our relationship?”
Jeno’s head immediately turned toward the screen and a small frown was splayed all over his face, “Yeah?”
Jaemin looked away for a moment to try to find the right words but there’s simply no right way to do it and he just has to shoot his shot the same way Donghyuck did. Jaemin may have told Donghyuck that it was sealed but the truth was that Jaemin still needed his boyfriend’s approval.
Jaemin bites the corner of his lips as he finally refocused on the screen and he noticed that Jeno completely stopped whatever he was doing and he was now also sitting, staring patiently at his boyfriend. “Can I get a free pass for tonight with Hyuck?”
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Jaemin told Donghyuck that he could start if he wanted so now that Donghyuck is lying down alone in bed, he’s considering it. He grabs his phone and once he unlocked it, Mark’s tweet with his filthy picture was still there staring back at him and the number of the people who saw it doubled. Donghyuck hates it so much that people are staring at Mark and he requested him to delete the picture –Donghyuck even offered to send him whatever he wanted in return– but the older boy refused so now Donghyuck has to deal with the consequences of his actions –he should have never listened to Jaemin and tried to make Mark jealous.
Donghyuck checked his notifications and he realized that Mark had tried to call him a few minutes ago but he had left his phone in his room to go talk to Jaemin. Mark said that he will call to send him to bed but the thing is that Donghyuck is not planning to sleep, yet, and if Mark calls back, he may not answer.
The last time Jaemin and Donghyuck slept together was also the first time. Back then, both Jaemin and Donghyuck were single but they were best friends and classmates with Mark. Long story short, that one night was special because it was Donghyuck's first time topping and Jaemin’s first time bottoming and now, Jaemin is about to return the favor.
Donghyuck likes to call himself a “pillow princess” because he enjoyed the whole process of being prepped with kisses and being reassured while being open. However, he’s willing to indulge Jaemin and start playing with himself so maybe he can just put it in –it seems like a good plan.
Donghyuck put away his phone and straight himself to sit and remove his clothes. The younger took a shower over an hour ago before having dinner with Renjun in the living room. After his ex left, Donghyuck went back to his room only to find that Mark had sent multiple texts asking him why he’s having a meal with Renjun at night. The truth is that there was nothing ambiguous going on between Donghyuck and Renjun but he let himself be influenced by Jaemin to make Mark jealous because he definitely fucked up and he can’t get away like that.
Donghyuck rolled over and opened the first drawer to grab the small bottle of lube. Donghyuck may have not sweated over the past hour since he didn’t do any activity but his boxer was a little bit wet and it was sticky all over already. He grimaced as he finally removed his last piece of cloth and he let it drop on the floor next to his sweatpants and shirt –that belonged to Mark. Once completely nude, he laid down on his back after gathering some pillow and finding the right position, then he slowly started parting his legs –almost shy, ruining a hand on his thigh and feeling himself shiver along with goosebumps that started appearing on his golden skin.
Donghyuck gasped and his heart skipped multiple beats when his phone started suddenly buzzing by his side. It was Mark. Donghyuck ignores him.
Donghyuck’s legs opened enough and he continued running his hands all over his thighs –especially the inner side– imagining that they were Mark’s touches. Donghyuck shivers as he bites his bottom lip, daring one of his hands to move closer to his tight hole that hasn’t been touched let alone fucked since Mark left –almost three months. They saw each other in between but it was under… bad circumstances so it was more like a trip to talk than to fuck.
Donghyuck mindlessly grabbed the lube with his other hand and he brought it to his lips, then he flicked open the cap with his teeth. After that, he went to squeeze the cold liquid on his other hand that stayed close to his hole, between his parted legs. Once Donghyuck put away the bottle, he readjusted his position a little before starting touching himself. Donghyuck doesn’t finger himself often because the constant hand movements are tiring after a few thrusts and since he had small hands, he always struggled to reach his prostate as well. Therefore, Donghyuck usually jerks off and that’s it but tonight the younger obviously needed more than just an awful handjob from himself.
Donghyuck succeeded to push a finger in and it caused him to whine, adjusting his position yet again. He expected to be tight but not this much and he’s glad that he gave in and decided to start before Jaemin came in so they can go straight to the fucking part when he’ll decide to show up –what is he even doing? Donghyuck is literally waiting to be bust open right now.
Donghyuck’s free hand got lost on his exposed chest and he ran his fingertips over a nipple –which made him whine and arch his back in response at the touch only that felt like one from a ghost –maybe Mark’s. Donghyuck groans in frustration because he wished that the older boy was here with him to take care of him properly. Donghyuck slid a second finger along with the first one and it made him close his legs as a moan finally escaped his lips.
Donghyuck’s phone started buzzing by his side once again and before he could second guess his very first thought, he grabbed his phone and answered the call, then he pressed the small device against his ear without looking at who it was –because he already knew.
“Hey.. I called you like two times, is everything okay?”
Mark’s voice.
“Baby?”
This was such a bad idea.
Donghyuck’s fingers were moving in and out easily, opening him up and finally making him feel good. He bites his bottom lip so hard that he starts wondering how come he’s not bleeding yet.
“Yeah,” Donghyuck breathed out, “I’m sorry, I was in the bathroom.”
Mark sighs in relief after finally getting a verbal response. “Are you okay?”
There was a short silence before Donghyuck answered in a small voice. “I’m good hyung, I just miss you a lot.” Donghyuck paused to bite his lips to contain whatever noise wanted to come out, “I want you so bad right now,” he ended up whining, a third finger poking his entrance.
“Yeah?”
Donghyuck could hear Mark’s annoying smirk in his voice and it made him want his best friend even more.
“I thought you were sulking because of the picture –which I just deleted by the way.”
Donghyuck had the energy to roll his eyes even though he couldn't be seen but it was a reflex so he couldn't help it. “You delete it after literally over one million people saw it,” he reports, trying his best to keep a neutral voice as he’s still struggling with his third finger, "They're all looking at you, hyung.. I don’t like it.. I don’t want people to look at you.”
Donghyuck sounded breathless –to Mark– as if he just ran a marathon.
“You never told me you were this possessive, baby, it’s kinda hot.”
Donghyuck couldn’t hold himself from letting out another noise and he whimpered into the phone. A few seconds went by where Donghyuck was just breathing heavily as he finally succeeded to bury three fingers inside his asshole that considerably loosened.
“Are you touching yourself, Donghyuck?”
Donghyuck nodded to himself, “I just- you look so hot and I don’t-” Donghyuck’s back arched as he started picking up his pace, “I want you so bad.”
“Give me a minute.”
Donghyuck hopelessly nodded before hearing some hustle on the other side of the line –Mark was probably leaving his brother’s room to join his own room –his own floor.
Well, now that Donghyuck is caught, he doesn’t have to hold it anymore, right?
The door suddenly opened in front of Donghyuck and Jaemin finally made his appearance, now shirtless and only wearing shorts. His eyes grew wide in surprise because he didn’t think that Donghyuck would actually listen to him on this one but he’s glad he did because this is the best thing he had seen in a while.
“I got lube but as I can see, we don’t need it,” Jaemin starts off casually as he approached the bed, “I also got a condom but I’m clean and if you are, I’m down to go raw,” he finishes as he threw the items in questions in bed.
Donghyuck hurried to mute his phone, hoping that Mark didn't hear THAT. “I’m on the phone with Mark hyung," he revealed as he started slowly to withdraw his fingers, “He kept calling me nonstop.”
Jaemin pursed his lips while planting a knee into the mattress, “So you don’t need me anymore?”
“Mark is not going to fuck me through the phone, is he?”
Jaemin’s lips parted into a smile, “You’d be surprised by what he can do for you,” was all he replied.
“Okay, I’m in my room now, alone.”
Alright, now that Jaemin is here, Donghyuck is not sure how to proceed or how to react because he didn’t think ahead and he may have already started regretting all his life choices.
“Baby?”
“Answer, I won’t make any noise,” Jaemin proposed –tempted, “I promise,” he swore. Donghyuck was still not convinced as Jaemin was now sitting between his parted legs, “Just talk to him as if I wasn’t here and make him believe that you’re fucking yourself, okay?”
Does Jaemin hear himself? Donghyuck? Pretend?
“Hyuck?”
“I can’t do it, Jaem,” he slowly shook his head, “We’re going to get busted and he knows how I sound, alright? We’re not doing it,” Donghyuck states as Jaemin laid a hand on his thigh, “I’ll say good night or just end the call.”
“Do you trust me to take care of you?” The words Jaemin used were a specific choice because never Donghyuck would answer negatively to that. Therefore, his best friend nodded at him. “Then keep Mark on the line.”
Donghyuck reluctantly nodded once more obediently as he finally moved his thumb to unmute the microphone. “I’m here, hyung..”
“Where did you go?”
“Nowhere, I was getting the lube,” Donghyuck easily lied.
“Are you in bed?”
“Yeah, I’m in my room,” Donghyuck replied as he circled his legs around Jaemin’s waist to pull him closer.
“Alone?”
Jaemin’s lips were on Donghyuck’s neck as this one replied with, “Yeah, I am,” and Jaemin squeezed hard the flesh of Donghyuck’s thigh in his hold in response to his blatant lie. Donghyuck whined in response before finally putting the phone on speaker so he could put it away and free his hand.
“I’m going to be honest, I feel like there's something else going on.”
Donghyuck froze right on the spot but Jaemin readjusted his head to be able to whisper into his ear, “Relax, just tell him that you want him to fuck you so bad.”
Donghyuck gulps as he circled both arms around his roommate’s neck, “You already know what I’m doing, hyung,” he says as he slides his fingers in Jaemin’s hair, “But I wish it was you doing it.”
It feels so wrong.
“Yeah?”
“Mmh, I want you to touch me, I miss your hands all over my body,” Donghyuck murmurs as Jaemin was now all over his chest, prepping kisses all over, “Please..”
“I never heard you sound this desperate before, and it’s all for me. I may not be there with you physically but I can still help if you’d like, baby.”
“Tell him to tell you what he would do if he was here with you,” Jaemin mouthed at Donghyuck while staring up at him through his pretty eyelashes.
“What would you do if you were here with me?” The question came out in the form of another whine –there was just a lot going on in Donghyuck’s mind and body to deal with two separate conversations at the same time and pretend that he’s alone.
“I’d start by kissing you because I miss your pretty lips.”
Jaemin’s lips found Donghyuck’s and he started kissing him softly without tongue nor teeth crashing –it wasn’t aggressive nor rushed but sweet and gentle.
“I’d kiss your neck and would leave marks all over your skin so every time you look at yourself, you would remember me.”
Jaemin sank his teeth into a spot on his neck and Donghyuck hissed, pulling at Jaemin’s hair. The younger was comfortable with whatever was going on and he was already having the best time of his life and he cannot wait to report all of this to Jeno –his beloved boyfriend.
“I’d leave kisses all over your chest, maybe play with your tits, would you like that?”
“Yes,” Donghyuck replied eagerly, eyes closed.
“Then do it for me, baby, play with your tits.”
Jaemin’s free hand took the sensitive nub between two fingers and Donghyuck whimpered in response, “Oh my god,” he mumbles and when Jaemin also leaned to take the other abandoned nipple in his mouth, Donghyuck moaned ever so loud, “Fuck, fuck, fuck- hyung-”
“Feels good? I wish I could see you..”
Donghyuck tensed up slightly but Jaemin got him. He sucked harder on his nipple as he let go of the other one to support himself on his forearm. Donghyuck let out another desperate noise and he was pulling at Jaemin’s hair nonstop, pressing his heels on Jaemin’s back to prevent him from going anywhere anymore.
It wasn’t easy to pretend that Jaemin wasn’t present there because Jaemin was the one touching Donghyuck. However, whenever he closed his eyes, Donghyuck could easily imagine that it was Mark here with him, groping and kissing wherever he wanted. With Mark’s voice on the phone and Jaemin doing whatever he was saying, Donghyuck slowly started finally getting loose.
“You sound so good, baby, I bet you have that dazed expression on your face right now.”
Jaemin’s hand on Donghyuck’s thigh finally started inching closer to his prepared hole. He brought it up quickly to wet his fingers as he sucked on the two middle ones before pressing his digits against Donghyuck's slick entrance.
“Why don’t you talk to me anymore?”
“I can’t focus, hyung,” Donghyuck admitted as Jaemin started fingering him, “But I love your voice so please continue talking to me.”
“But I also want to hear you, baby… I want to know all your dirty thoughts at this moment and what exactly you're doing.”
Emphasis on “exactly”.
Jaemin sat back on his heels and decided to busy himself between Donghyuck’s parted legs and he was pleased to see that his roommate already started opening up himself but Jaemin still wanted to make sure on his own because he knows how eager and careless his best friend can get when it comes to sex.
“Hold on a minute,” Donghyuck breathes as he moves a hand to mute his phone but Jaemin stops him as he grabs his wrist. Donghyuck frowned at him. “What?” he mounted silently at him.
Jaemin pushed a third finger in and Donghyuck wails, his head rolling to the side. “Fuck, yeah,” he slurs. Jaemin didn’t stop and picked up a rapid pace because he was about to lose the little patience left in him. “Oh shit-” Donghyuck gagged for the time tonight and his free hand ended up gipping the sheets as Jaemin was still holding his other hand by his wrist.
“What was that?”
“I’m fingering myself thinking that it’s you doing it.”
Mark could swear that he heard a snort but he didn’t pay too much attention to it.
“Did I get you so worked up like this just from a picture?”
Mark asked, surprise evident in his tone. I mean, it’s normal for him to act that way when he sees something like Donghyuck’s beautiful legs but the younger one reacting like this? It’s definitely new.
“Have you seen yourself hyung? You- you’re so hot..” Donghyuck whimpered the last words, feeling his body heat up. “I wish you were here, hyung.”
“I wish I was there with you too, baby. But you seem to do really well on your own, without me.”
Donghyuck shook his head in denial as if Mark could finally see him but nope, “I want you, I only want you,” he pleaded in a small pout that Mark did recognize in his voice.
Jaemin let go of Donghyuck’s wrist and grabbed the condom to show it off to him. Donghyuck silently shook his head as his cheeks were burning under his skin. Jaemin winked at him before he literally tossed the useless condom on the floor.
“What are you doing?” Donghyuck questions as he continued staring at Jaemin getting ready –he was lubing his dick.
“Pretty much the same thing as you but I feel like we’re not really connected, am I crazy?”
No, he’s not –not completely, and every time he mentions that something is off, Donghyuck feels like he’s standing in front of a cliff and it’s just a question of minutes before he jumps in aka before Mark discovered everything that was going on on the other side of the line. Donghyuck was trying his very best to relax for real but he was still terrified by the idea of Mark discovering the truth. Donghyuck was not cheating but he had principles and dignity and he would like Mark to continue viewing him and perceiving him the same way he’s been doing so far: cute, pretty and innocent.
This is where it’s going to get complicated: Jaemin inside of Donghyuck.
Jaemin’s lubed tip breached Donghyuck’s tight hole and Donghyuck brought a hand to his mouth to cover the loud scream he wanted to let out as his best friend continued pushing in with a groan that he probably couldn't hold.
“Turn on your camera.”
Donghyuck helplessly shook his head in response, panic written all over his face.
“Donghyuck.”
Donghyuck grabs his phone with his free hand and ends the call.
“God, fuck!” Donghyuck screams as his head falls back on his pillow, “You’re so big.”
Jaemin bottomed with a low groan, both hands bruising Donghyuck’s hips. “You’re so tight," he grunts, “It feels like fucking a virgin all over again.”
Donghyuck’s phone started ringing and he groaned out loud in genuine frustration because he felt like he was back against the wall. Jaemin stayed still but he approached closer and caged Donghyuck between his arms as he held himself on his forearms. Jaemin pressed a quick kiss on his best friend’s neck before aiming at his ear, “Answer.”
Donghyuck whined in disapproval as he wrapped his arms around Jaemin’s neck –deciding to ignore his phone, “Just fuck me,” he requested while locking his legs around Jaemin’s waist to keep him right where he is.
“Why did you hang up on me?”
Donghyuck’s eyes snapped so wide that his eyeballs almost came out. Jaemin had discreetly accepted Mark’s call and he didn’t inform Donghyuck nor took in consideration his words.
“I- I panicked, I’m sorry,” Donghyuck found himself murmuring as he felt his tears start to build up, “I don’t want you to see me like this.”
“Like what, baby?”
Jaemin started moving and he withdrew his dick until halfway then he pushed back in, “Like this..” Donghyuck repeated hopelessly, “I- how do you want me?” he breathed out –mind fuzzy, “In what position?" He specifies.
There was a short silence before Mark’s voice echoed through the whole room.
“On your back, I like seeing your face when I hit on it.”
Donghyuck whimpered at Mark’s deep voice as Jaemin started fucking him in a stable pace, still carefull with the noises he was making.
“I’m on my back, hyung,” Donghyuck murmurs, “And I feel you..”
Donghyuck’s voice gradually got louder and dirtier while his whole shivering body was finally allowing himself to enjoy the burning sensation enveloping him.
“You sound so good, baby.” Mark praised and Donghyuck whined.
Jaemin was purposely avoiding Donghyuck’s prostate because to reach it, he has to smack his hips really hard and far enough to touch it. Which means… a lot of noises.
“Stop teasing meee~” Donghyuck whined in a needy manner, completely lost in the moment.
“Who are you talking to?”
Donghyuck lets escape a specific high pitched scream as an answer, accompanied with a harsh slapping sound. Donghyuck felt the wave of pleasure spread through all his body from the stimulation of his prostate.
Jaemin did it.
“Hyuck?”
Donghyuck’s voice got stuck on his throat and his body tensed up, finally realizing what was happening. “Y-yeah I’m- nghh-” Donghyuck’s voice faded away due to the sudden pressure around his throat –it was hard enough to cut him off and choke him.
Mark heard a broken giggle and another skin slapping sound.
Jaemin’s voice was deep and breathless as he said, “I’m sorry Hyuckie, you’re making it too obvious.”
“Is that… Jaemin?”
There was no fucking way.
“Hi, hyung.” Jaemin’s enchanting voice echoed through Mark’s room like a poison. “You don’t mind if I take care of your Donghyuck for you, right? After all… this is all my fault.”
A deafening silence follows and Jaemin continued fucking Donghyuck, his lips pressed against his sweaty neck.
“I’m sorry Mark,” Donghyuck broke the heavy silence first and sobbed, “I’m so sorryy, please don’t be mad,” he pleaded.
Donghyuck went with his hand to end the call but Jaemin stopped him.
“Why do you want to hang up now? Isn’t it what you wanted?” Jaemin was teasing Donghyuck with his tip pressed against his sweet spot, wrecking him even more.
What the fuck Jaemin was doing?
Donghyuck used his free hand to wipe a tear on his cheek, “I’m so sorry Markie…please.”
“Since when?”
“Wh-what?” Donghyuck could barely focus or speak due to the fast pace Jaemin set between his legs –not holding himself back anymore.
“Since when Jaemin is there?”
“He- he came in when you were on your way to your room,” he finally confessed in a defeated whimper.
Another unfitting silence followed where you could only hear Donghyuck sob and whimper incoherent words –apologies probably.
“Sweetheart.”
Donghyuck flinched at the cold yet deep voice –it was driving him crazy.
“Y-yeah?”
“On all four. I don’t want Jaemin to look at your face.”
Donghyuck moaned when Jaemin pulled out before manhandling him into the position Mark wanted him to be.
Donghyuck found himself chest pressed against his bed, his own neglected cock caged against a pillow. His abandoned phone was by his right side and he could hear faint breathing sounds that came out labored and heavy. He managed to hold himself on his forearms and he brought his phone closer. “Hyung..?”
“Baby?”
“What are you doing?” Donghyuck questioned before biting his bottom lip to restrain another noise from coming out but he started shaking violently in response to Jaemin hitting his prostate dead on with each thrust, clearly showing no mercy –he was way too harsh now that he had the green light.
“I’m fucking my fleshlight thinking it’s you.”
Both Jaemin and Donghyuck reacted at Mark’s words and Donghyuck’s elbows couldn’t hold him anymore all of sudden so he just gave up and hugged a pillow against his chest before using it to also cover up his high pitched moans in response to Jaemin’s controlled thrusts and Mark’s words that literally set his body in flame.
“Come on,” Jaemin took a handful of Donghyuck’s hair in his hand and tugged his head up, forcefully, “Let your Markie hear how good I’m making you feel right now.”
Donghyuck chokes on his own spits before turning into a moaning mess as soon as his mouth wasn’t covered anymore –only “aanh” leaving his mouth, sounding like a pornographic actress. When he was biting his lips to contain the demonic noises leaving his mouth, Jaemin would hit his sweet spot really hard –forcing the noises out of him.
“He thinks you’re sweet and innocent but does he know?” Jaemin was also a mess –his mouth acting up on his own as usual. He brought his mouth closer to Donghyuck’s ear, “Does he know that you were the one begging me to do this? Huh? When I told you that it was a bad idea. Come on, don’t let me take the blame alone, Hyuckie.”
Donghyuck shook his head in Jaemin’s grip, closing his eyes in humiliation even though Mark wasn’t present to see him.
“Should we also tell him that it’s not the first time we do this? Hum?”
In another context, Mark would never believe Jaemin. But in this context, he does –because he remembers how Jeno told him once that Jaemin is the kind of person who speaks his truth when he’s on top –he just can’t shut up. And Mark wanted to ask –he wanted to know when it was, in what context… just, how?
“Mark,” Donghyuck keens after a particularly harsh thrust from his roommate, feeling like his hair is about to fall off because of the way Jaemin was pulling them.
Hearing Donghyuck so wrecked out like this was driving Mark to insanity. He never felt that much adrenaline mixed with arousal before –and he’s supposed to be mad.
“Look at your screen, hyung.”
Mark opened his eyes when he heard Jaemin’s commanding tone on the other side of the line.
The older one grabbed his phone with one hand and let the other one keep pleasuring him.
“Look at your sweetheart.”
Mark couldn’t see Jaemin’s face but he knew he was smiling like the devil he is.
Donghyuck’s fucked out face appeared on the screen, his head held forcefully by Jaemin’s grip on his hair, mouth half open and eyes half closed. Mark swore under his breath. This is the hottest state he has ever seen his best friend in and knowing that it was because of someone else was driving him nuts –it made Mark’s dick twitch inside the slippery flesh, ready to spill out any moment.
Donghyuck’s voice came out so defeated –almost painful– as he murmured, “Don’t look at me, hyung.”
Jaemin scoffed in a mocking manner, “Why not? He deserves to see what kind of a…” he trailed off as he brought the camera impossibly close to Donghyuck’s flushed and teary face, “What did you call me last time again?” Jaemin whispered against Donghyuck’s ringing ear and he felt his roommate attempt to shake his head around his bruising grip –his eyes ever so pleading, silently begging him to not finish his words, “Right, slut.”
Both Mark and Donghyuck moaned in response.
Jaemin completely took over the whole situation. He pulled out without any warning and manhandled Donghyuck to lay on his back once again. Donghyuck's hands automatically covered his own face, arms shaking in shame. Jaemin took both of Donghyuck’s wrists in one hand and dropped the phone. He used his free hand to press his leaky cockhead against Donghyuck’s slick entrance that tried to suck him in automatically. Jaemin took the abandoned phone once again and brought the camera impossibly closer to focus exclusively on Donghyuck’s face.
“Don’t be shy, let your hyung see what kind of a slut you truly are.”
Jaemin gave his best annoying and teasing smile and he kept the camera focused on his best friend’s face and pushed back in with a smooth but harsh thrust.
Donghyuck screamed in humiliation –shame, disgrace, anything you want, his eyes turning completely white as he tried to free his hands without any success. He really didn’t want Mark to see him like that –at least not without any warning. It was just... so immorale. “Please, don’t look at me…” Donghyuck slurs as his tears eagerly continue flowing down his flushed face.
“But you look so pretty like this.”
Jaemin groaned in response at Mark’s compliment toward his best friend.
“You’re doing such a good job for me right now.” Mark continues –wishing he could wipe the younger’s tears away.
Donghyuck sobbed like a wounded animal –closing his eyes but Jaemin unfortunately saw the way his cock lamentably twitched on his stomach. “Do you like that? Being told that you’re a good boy when you’re doing something so filthy like this?”
It was a rhetorical question. Jaemin didn’t really care about the answer because he knew the answer already. However, there was something good in making people admit their wrong –or whatever this was.
“Answer me, bitch. Do you like that?” Jaemin slowed down his thrust, only teasing now. He was moving slowly but deeply and with each of his thrust, Donghyuck’s head was moving up and down, rolling around –like the dumb bitch Jaemin thinks he is.
“Do you like it, baby?” Mark’s voice came out soft even though it was deep a few minutes ago.
Donghyuck slowly and shyly nodded at the camera, then.
“Words, sweetheart.”
Donghyuck’s heart was beating abnormally so fast as he whimpered, “Yes hyung.. I- I like it.”
“There you go.” Jaemin praised on his own way, finally releasing Donghyuck’s bruised wrists and his hands landed on the sheets. “Aren’t you ashamed?” Jaemin continues his teasing, always pushing the buttons. The question was simple but effective and Jaemin could never be fooled by his best friend. Jaemin’s hand was lightly shaking as he was slowly trailing down the camera to show off all of Donghyuck’s precious body, “Your hyung is watching you get fucked by someone else because your slutty ass can’t stay unfilled.”
The noise Donghyuck let out in response was inhumain but close to a cry. He never sounded like that before so Donghyuck can't even recognize himself –his own voice.
“Holy shit. Look at you, baby..”
Donghyuck couldn't see Mark’s face in return because he didn’t turn on his camera and decided to just communicate with his voice.
“You look like a guilty pleasure, Hyuck… and I’d give in to you any day, baby.”
Donghyuck’s head starts spinning as he grabs the sheet for dear life. The way Jaemin was talking to him in a degrading manner and then Mark being so sweet to him at the same time was the non turning back button. “I’m gonna cum.. please let me cum… Mark..”
Donghyuck started clenching uncontrollably around Jaemin.
Mark couldn’t help but also notice the way Donghyuck’s body was with Jaemin, but his mind and soul was here with him; The way Donghyuck wasn't answering to any of Jaemin’s requests but only Mark’s; The way he never said Jaemin’s name and whenever he was moaning, it was Mark’s name.
All of those things unlocked something hysterical in Mark’s already fucked up brain.
Mark’s voice was soft as he said, “Of course, love.” And then it deepened when he continued with, “Let him cum, Nana.”
“Yes, hyung.”
Jaemin held Donghyuck’s waist tighter and fastened his movement, harsh skin slapping sounds echoing through the whole apartment.
Donghyuck didn’t last any longer after Mark gave him the green light and he came so hard, untouched, crying out Mark’s name, his eyes rolling to the back of his head because of how violent it was –it almost sent him into subspace.
Jaemin rode his orgasm, overstimulating him on purpose and watching him literally break under his touch and in front of his eyes.
Mark saw all of it through the little screen in his hand as well and it drove him to the edge. He came so hard and so much inside the ruined fleshlight, groaning like an animal in heat, his head hitting his headboard.
“Where do you want it?” Jaemin pants before flipping the camera for a second so Mark knew that he was talking to him.
“On his face. Cum on his face.” Mark hissed the words as he fastened his movements around his cock, overstimulating himself while he’s at it.
Jaemin dropped the phone in the bed for the second time to be able to manhandle Donghyuck again to sit up, before pulling him closer by his arms. Donghyuck doesn’t know how but he found himself sitting on his heels and Jaemin kneeled in front of him, his cock standing angrily in front of his face. When Donghyuck looked up, his best friend was looking down at him condescendingly.
Jaemin took the phone back in hand and turned the camera to film the view in front of him. Mark growled on the other side of the screen. Donghyuck could hardly keep his eyes open, completely dumb fucked and overwhelmed, barely registering what was happening to him –maybe he truly wasn’t even there anymore.
“Open for me, sweetheart.” Mark managed to soften his voice again.
Donghyuck did as told –as if his body was on autopilot.
Jaemin slides his thumb first, playing with Donghyuck’s tongue. “What a cock slut.” He spit.
“I’m not-“
Jaemin cuts off Donghyuck and shoves his cock inside his mouth, hitting the back of his throat right away. Donghyuck gagged before he could do anything about it.
“You look so pretty Hyuck, fuck.” Mark was impossibly panting as if he was starting to miss some air –as if he was about to cum, again.
Jaemin’s hand that was holding the phone was shaking due to the rough pace he set, fucking Donghyuck’s mouth like his life was depending on it, chasing how own orgasm now. “I’m close.” He eventually warned.
“You did so well Nana.”
Jaemin’s hand tightened around Donghyuck’s hair.
“You did such a good job for us, taking care of your friend like that.”
Jaemin flipped the phone to show his face to Mark –face that is as fucked up as Donghyuck’s. Jaemin looked like he was in a subspace himself.
“Was I a good boy, too?” Jaemin’s voice came out doubtful, suddenly.
“Of course baby. You’re such a good boy.”
Jaemin bites his bottom lip in response, not trusting his mouth anymore.
“Who’s a good boy?”
Mark insisted, though.
“Me. It’s me. Fuck, I’m going to cum!”
Jaemin flipped the camera like a pro to show Donghyuck’s beautiful figure again –waiting patiently.
“Cum for Hyuck.”
Jaemin pulled out and Mark watched him from the other side of the screen spit the sticky white liquid all over Donghyuck’s gorgeous and angelic face.
It took a moment because it was unexpected –and because he’s really out of it– but Donghyuck eventually opened his mouth wide open, sticking out his tongue.
“What a good boy.” Mark and Jaemin said in unison.
-
Donghyuck passed out right on the spot after Jaemin freed his hand from his head. He fell back like a dead body, his back hitting the mattress with a faint “thud”.
“Did he really pass out?”
The worry was evident in Mark's tone.
“Yeah, I’ll clean him up.”
Jaemin went to end the call right away but Mark stopped him one last time to say: “We need to talk about this tomorrow.