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Leo knelt between Jiahao's spread thighs on the rumpled bed, the sheets twisted from their earlier fumbling.
Jiahao's phone was pressed to his ear, his free hand gripping the pillow above his head as Leo's mouth worked relentlessly on his slick pussy.
Leo's tongue delved deep, lapping at the wet folds with hungry strokes, savoring the tangy taste that flooded his senses.
Jiahao's hips bucked involuntarily, a muffled gasp escaping his lips as he tried to keep his voice steady.
"Yeah, Anxin, I'm... I'm just chilling at home," Jiahao managed, his words breathy and strained. Leo didn't let up, his lips sealing around Jiahao's swollen clit, sucking firmly while his fingers parted the lips wider, exposing more of that glistening heat.
Jiahao's thighs trembled, clamping around Leo's head for a moment before he forced them apart, his body arching off the mattress.
On the other end of the line, Anxin's voice crackled through the speaker, whiny and insistent. "Chilling? Without me? You better not be doing anything fun without telling me, Hao-ge. I miss you already. When are you coming over? I hate being stuck here alone."
His tone was that familiar bratty lilt, laced with possessiveness, like Jiahao belonged to him and no one else. Clueless as ever, Anxin rambled on, oblivious to the obscene sounds barely contained on Jiahao's side.
Leo grinned against Jiahao's pussy, the vibration of his low chuckle making Jiahao whimper softly. He plunged his tongue inside again, fucking in and out with quick, insistent thrusts, while his thumb circled the clit in tight, teasing loops. Jiahao's free hand shot down, fingers tangling in Leo's hair, pulling him closer even as he bit his lip to stifle a moan. "S-soon, Anxin... I promise. Just... ah... busy right now."
Anxin's clingy protests grew louder. "Busy? With what? Your stupid roommate? Tell Leo-hyung to fuck off. Why does he always have to be there when I come around? You're mine, Hao-ge. Who even is he?"
Anxin sounded almost petulant, the kind of demanding whine that always tugged at Jiahao's guilt, but right now, with Leo's mouth devouring him, it only heightened the thrill of the forbidden secrecy.
Jiahao's pussy clenched around Leo's probing tongue, juices coating Leo's chin as he ate him out with fervor, slurping noisily now, daring the sounds to carry over the phone.
Leo's own cock throbbed in his pants, hard and leaking, but he focused on Jiahao, nipping at the inner thighs before diving back in, flattening his tongue to lick broad stripes from entrance to clit. Jiahao's breath hitched, his voice cracking. "Anxin, I... I can't talk long. I'll call you back, okay? Be good."
But Anxin wasn't having it, his voice turning sulky and demanding. "No! Stay on the line. What are you even doing that's so important? You're breathing weird. Are you okay? Hyung, don't hang up on me!"
The possessiveness dripped from every word, his clueless attachment making Jiahao's heart race even as his body hurtled toward release.
Leo sensed it, ramping up the intensity—his fingers joining the assault, two sliding into Jiahao's tight heat, curling to hit that sensitive spot inside while his mouth sucked harder on the clit. Jiahao's eyes squeezed shut, a choked sob bubbling up as he fought to respond.
"I'm f-fine... just... exercising or something. Yeah." The lie came out in a rush, his pussy fluttering wildly around Leo's fingers, walls gripping as the orgasm built.
Anxin's laughter was light and teasing, still utterly unaware. "Exercising? Without inviting me? You're so mean, hyung. Next time, wait for me. I wanna sweat with you."
The innocent double implication hung in the air, making Leo's licks even more deliberate, his tongue flicking rapidly to push Jiahao over the edge.
Jiahao shattered then, his body convulsing as he came hard on Leo's face, pussy gushing slick that Leo lapped up greedily, not missing a drop. A strangled moan slipped past Jiahao's lips before he could catch it, the phone nearly tumbling from his hand. "Shit—uh, nothing! Gotta go, Anxin!"
He hung up abruptly, tossing the phone aside as waves of pleasure crashed through him, his hands yanking Leo up by the hair for a messy, cum-smeared kiss.
Leo groaned into it, tasting himself on Jiahao's tongue, already grinding his hips against Jiahao's thigh for friction. "That was hot," Leo murmured, nipping at Jiahao's lower lip. "Your little shadow has no idea."
Jiahao panted, still riding the aftershocks, a sly smile breaking through. "He'd lose his mind if he knew. But fuck, don't stop now."