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Jungwon was always the clingy type. Throughout I-land, Sunghoon was never left alone by the younger boy, and don’t get him wrong, he loved him with all his heart; he enjoyed his company as equally as Jungwon did, and saw him as a younger brother.
Only as a younger brother.
He enjoyed watching the boy he loved grow up, his features becoming more defined as well as his physique becoming surprisingly more masculine. But other than him growing up, his personality never changed - he was still a silly guy.
It was dance practice, and like usual, everyone was rehearsing their dance moves. Jungwon was being his usual self; fooling around from time to time with the other members, whilst mainly focusing on his parts.
Sunghoon focused on his own. Jumper stripped off which led him to reveal a body shimmering with sweat, him feeling more comfortable to breathe in without anything in the way.
He stared at himself whilst practicing his moves, but something caught his eye - the way Jungwon stared at him whilst he danced. Now, Sunghoon thought it was just the typical check of everyone making sure they did the right moves, or just practicing to make their parts look more natural or professional, but the way the younger’s eyes trailed over his body, his hooded eyes made his gaze more… sensual.
But he shrugged it off and presumed, thinking he was just tired from all the movements done.
Yeah, he was just tired.
Fuck. Sunghoon’s tired himself.
Drained, he walks towards the couch near him, plopping his body down lazily with his limbs draped on the arm chair. He took the nearest bottle of water that laid on the table, desperately gulping it down to fulfill his desire of thirst.
The seat next to him sank, and he looked beside him, and it was no other than Jungwon, himself. He also plopped himself onto the couch, his chest heaving with every breath whilst he swept the hair that stuck against the most skin of his forehead.
His hand placed itself onto his thigh after, caressing it in, hopefully, a platonic matter as he usually does. Jungwon stares at him whilst drinking his water, focusing on the way Sunghoon’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.
“Can I have some water, hyung?”
Sunghoon responds by grabbing another bottle of water to the younger from the table.
“Yeah, here you go-,“ His own water gets snatched out of his grip. He looks up and watches Jungwon gulp down his water, the same pair of sharp, cat-like eyes staring straight at him, his seductive stare back once again.
He takes a final gulp before smacking his lips, tongue poking out to get a taste of the left over water that lays on his plump lips.
“Thanks, hyung.”
He leans over to Sunghoon, who stays still, and comes closer to his ears, breath tickling the skin on his neck.
“Meet me at my dorm later.” He whispers, his hot breath caresses his skin which causes the boy to shiver. He gets up, which causes Sunghoon to jump slightly and immediately take him out of the trance he didn’t know he was in himself, and he feels the leader pat his shoulder in a friendly matter.
He watches the leader walk away from him, and sees him take a peek over his shoulder, his smile playful.
Sunghoon thinks to himself; what is he getting himself into?
-
He’s back at the dorms now, and unconsciously, he walks straight into Jungwon’s dorm. He supposes Jungwon is in his room, considering that he’s the one who asked him to meet him at the groups dorms, but yet, he never specified which dorm to go into.
He opens the door, it opens with a slight creak, the hallway illuminating the light into the room, furnitures lit.
Sunghoon takes his time to observe the room. There’s nobody inside. It’s just empty, and dark.
Ugh, this was so pointless.
Instinctively, he turns his body around to go leave the empty dorm room as nobody is present, but just as he steps forward.
The bathroom door opens, and comes out Jungwon. The one and only.
And he’s only in a towel.
Sunghoon looks back, once hearing the door open. His eyes naturally go on to the young boy’s physique and the first thing he notices is his abs. Wow. When did he start working out? The towel hung low on the boy’s waist, revealing a huge amount of his V line.
“Like what you see?” He hears the leader chuckle. He looks at him, and watches him walk behind him to… lock the door?
Odd as it is, he just walks around the room, finding himself space on the bed to take a seat.
He begins to speak up. “So,” he starts. “Why do you need me, Won-ah?”
Jungwon takes a few steps closer to him. “Hmm, nothin’. Just wanted to talk.” He shrugs it off, his arms crossed over his chest as he cocks his neck to the side.
“Talk about what?”
“You, at dance practice.”
Oh, ok. So he’s not in trouble, hopefully.
“Me?” Sunghoon responds. “Did I do anything wrong at dance practice?”
Jungwon shakes his head. “No, no, not at all,” Sunghoon breaths out of his nose calmly, he’s now aware he definitely isn’t in trouble.
“It’s just your movements.”
…What?
“Excuse me?” Now Sunghoon isn’t sure if his question came out rudely or not, but he’s sure that his dance moves were perfect.
“It’s just, I talked with the dance choreographers, and they said you’re great and all, buts you’re just a bit less sensual than we wanted you to be. You know how the choreographers told us to sway our hips in that last part of ‘Big Girls Don’t Cry’? You weren’t doing it at the level we wanted you to be.”
Sunghoon raises his eyebrows. “Oh! Gosh, my apologies, I’ll try my best next time.” He stands up and bows, he supposes the conversation is done by now and so he walks off, only to be cut by a hand that wraps itself around his wrist.
“The choreographers said it’d be best if I taught you how to do the dance more sensual in private, after the dance practice.”
“Huh? Like, right now?”
“Yes.” His answer is almost immediate, it takes Sunghoon back a bit. But nonetheless, he’s ready to practice.
“Alright.”
-
He isn’t sure how he found himself in this situation - stripped, only with his boxers on, and he’s sitting on top of Jungwon’s lap.
Oh, and they’re making out.
Jungwon’s lips are latched onto Sunghoon’s, and he yelps once he feels a sharp pain on his bottom lip. Jungwon full on bites on his lips, which causes Sunghoon to open mouth in order to make a groan, but he instantly sticks his tongue into Sunghoon’s hot cavern.
Sunghoon whimpers, and which it gets swallowed by Jungwon who greedily consumes his noises.
Oh what have I gotten myself into?
He doesn’t know wether to decide if he’s regretting his life choices right now or not, considering that he’s literally kissing his leader with the fact that his other members don’t know anything of this. But worst of all.
It feels…great?
He would say it feels great, but maybe satisfying in a way? The sensation of the younger’s tongue rolling greedily on his own, sucking and even biting it feels extremely sensational he can’t get his mind straight.
The younger male pulls away, and immediately, Sunghoon craves for the kissing once again. “What’s on your mind, Sunghoon-hyung?”
Sunghoon decides he doesn’t want to answer, just get what he’s been craving, diving down to grab hold of Jungwon’s jaw and resume kissing him, mouths hungrily diving into one another resulting to both of the men to groan.
The older feels Jungwon’s hands wrap around his waist, consuming his body with arms laced around him, pushing him unbelievably closer to him, as if they weren’t close enough.
The younger pulls away again, and this time, letting a frustrated whimper, Sunghoon tries his best to get another taste of Jungwon’s mouth, only to be rejected by him who leans away. Plastered on his face lays a grin, it’s like Jungwon’s satisfied with Sunghoon’s neediness.
“Nuh, uh, uh,” Jungwon scolds him coldly, smirking once Sunghoon whimpers, his submission rarely ever seen and Jungwon wants to take advantage of it.
“Be patient,” a stinging sensation begins to break on Sunghoon’s ass - Jungwon slaps him in a sadistic manner, and he grabs a handful of his clothed ass cheeks before his hands dive under his boxers.
Instantly, he grabs Jungwon’s wrists, stopping him from going further and much deeper. He looks down at the leader with scared, doe eyes, and he looks back with sharp ones.
“Take these off for me, love.”
He refers to his black boxer that’s been getting in the way. Sunghoon responds eagerly by sliding them down, throwing them away somewhere in the room, leaving him naked and fully stripped.
This is eye candy, Jungwon thinks to himself. His eyes scan over Sunghoon’s physique and, my god, he’s perfect: his waist is slim and slutty compared to his upper body, his torso not to muscular yet not to faint, just perfect. His shoulders are more on the masculine side, biceps more bulky.
“Ahh,” Jungwon groans to himself, he’s about to cum in his boxers like a 15 year old. “You’re the perfect slut, you know, hyung,” he comments, his hands glued to Sunghoon’s curved hips, sliding them up and down, mesmerised by the older’s body.
Huh? Slut?
Sunghoon isn’t given time to rehear what Jungwon called him, not when he feels a finger enter his body.
Just with one finger, Sunghoon immediately folds. He leans down, hunched, over Jungwon’s shoulders. His hands grip tightly onto the younger’s skin, and he doesn’t know where to grab, resulting to him to grip onto whatever he can - he chooses the leader’s biceps.
“A-ah!”
The boy can’t help but wince at the feeling of being stretched, simply he’s not used to bottoming. I mean, yeah, he tops a few times in the past, but being a bottom never once crossed his mind.
The long, slender fingers seep deeper into his hole, and he can’t help but cry. “Shh, you’re doing so great, my lovely doll.”
It feels so much different than being the one who fucks, rather than the one being fucked. It’s a mixture of being over run with pain yet accompanied by pleasure.
He felt his insides become sponge like once Jungwon’s fingers came in and out of him, and by far, this was the best thing he’d ever experienced.
“Nngh-h! Ha-a, J-jung- Hah! Jungwon!” He moans next to his leader’s ear, and he’s quick to cover his mouth to muffle any noise he makes.
“Hmm? What is it love?”
“I-it feels… g-good,” he hesitates, melting into the leader’s touch. “Hmmm, i-i need it more, faster-r.”
And just like that, the fingers that were once at a nice and slow pace become animalistic and wild, coming in and out raw, and it’s when Sunghoon screams into his hand, but his palm does nothing to muffle up his cries.
“J-Jungwon! M-mmm, m-more,” one of his hands automatically intertwined with the younger’s locks of hair, the other stays put on his biceps.
Instinctively, the leader bites one of his nipples that displays itself in front of him, and already, a wave of pleasure crashes into his body, causing the older male to cum, liquids of semen pouring out between his stomach and the younger’s chest.
But his fingers never stopped.
In any case, there more digits added. From one to two, and from two to three, his finger plunge into his hole so effortlessly, and from time to time, Jungwon spits on his hand using his saliva as a lubricant for his fingers to slide into his hole more easily. It results to a whole lot of squelching, Sunghoon flushes red from the sexual noises.
Feeling himself become looser and looser, the younger male stops fingering him. He takes his fingers out with a ‘plop’, and Sunghoon misses the feeling of being full, feeling nothing but just empty.
“I think you’re ready,” Jungwon concludes, sliding his own boxers off, revealing his hard on which stands thick and straight against his skin.
He pulls Sunghoon closer to his body by the hips, hands slide down to knead the flesh of his ass for a bit before spreading them apart, rubbing the tip of his cock against his pink hole.
“Jungwon-ah,” he calls out.
“Yes, princess?”
“How will this help with my hip control?”
Jungwon only smirks as a respond. “Just watch.”
In one push, his length slides into his hungry hole, and thanks to the fat amount of saliva he used, it slides in almost smoothly.
The sudden sensation of being filled with another object more thicker, longer than just 3 pairs of fingers satisfies Sunghoon. His cock reaches an area which feels sponge like, and it easily has Sunghoon crying.
“Hmmph!” He bites onto his bottom lip, he tries his best not to scream, but it just can’t be helped.
Jungwon takes hold of Sunghoon’s hips, hands pressed on either side. He forces his body to slide down onto his cock, and fuck, it just keeps going deeper and deeper into his body.
“Shit,” he feels tears well up in his eyes, the stretch burns, both in a good and bad way. “P-please-e!”
He lets out a choked moan once he sits fully down. His head leans forward, he feels full, like really full, he swears he feels his leader’s cock in his throat, and it makes him feel dizzy.
“Look, you move your hips like this.”
He brings his hips to thrust forwards, and he feels his cock move in his stomach. He cries, his head pressed into the crevices of Jungwon’s neck, whilst his hands which were one steady and firm are now shaking, the grip on his biceps not as tight as they were before.
He slowly brings his hips backwards, and it feels good. Like, really good. The pain isn’t that bad, but it just lingers. The stretch was so far somewhat bare able for Sunghoon, and it brings him to only pleasure this time. The younger’s cock moves in his hole, and Sunghoon can only moan and pant.
Jungwon rolls his hips back and forth this time, his pace still slow and steady, but Sunghoon wants more than simple slow movements.
He wants more.
“Hnngh-h,” he breathes out. “I-I need…more.”
“Hmm? What was that, love?”
“Nngh- I n-need.. m-more…”
“Love, you have to speak up, I can’t hear you.”
Just as he was going to, the tip rubs that exact weak spot in him which gets him all crazy and jelly-like, limbs shaky and grasp weak.
“A-ahh! I-I need more-e! I- Please!”
“Ohh, you want more?” Jungwon finally gets it, and just to turn the waters, he makes him beg for it.
“Y-yes.”
“You want it?”
“Yes!”
“You really want it?”
“Y-Yes!” The older man wails as he rocks his hips forward; if Jungwon isn’t going to fuck him, he’ll ride his cock himself. But as he does, he’s met with a punishing slap on the ass, the younger spanks him, causing him to fall back into his submission.
“Yah, be patient,” he slaps him on the butt again, earning a whimper next to his neck. “Impatient little slut, selfish piece of shit.”
Without any warning, he thrusts out, only to ram his length back in, and Sunghoon swears he sees stars. His cock thrusted into all different kinds of places, easy enough for Sunghoon to shake in his arms, feeling his insides become softer and spongier by the minute.
“A-aah! A-ahh- fuck!” He can’t hold back his loud moans, simply holding on to Jungwon’s shoulders whilst his grip was loose didn’t change the fact he was going crazy, simply over a cock inside of him.
Tears leaves his eyes, spilling down onto his red stained face as he bites onto his knuckle in hopes it would actually quiet his noises, but it did fuck all; in any case, it didn’t do anything. He concludes that muffling any lustful noises that came out of his mouth was useless, so he results to chewing on his lips, biting down so hard his sharp canines cause them to bruise.
His body rocks up and down due to Jungwon thrusting his cock up in him, and whilst doing so, he rolls his hips around, and it manages to dig his cock deeper.
Next to his neck, Sunghoon’s a complete mess; his tongue lolls out of his mouth, hanging out with drool oozing out whilst panting like a dog. He’s all sweaty and sticky, and just like any clean person would think, he feels gross.
His arms hang loosely around Jungwon’s neck, gripping so hardly onto the pillow behind him, fists to white it manages to become lighter than him, considering how he’s already pale enough.
“You like this don’t you, Hoon?” Jungwon breathes, his eyes focused on his rhythm of slamming down Sunghoon onto his crotch, hands gripping his hips so tightly, it’s definite that it will leave a bruise.
“Just my l-little slut, aren’t you d-doll?”He groans, feeling the way the older clenches uncontrollably around him, whereas waves on pleasure meets Sunghoon, who isn’t able to answer.
“U-unh, y-yess…”
“Just want a fat cock in you, huh?”
“Mmph… yes-s, w-won-ah…”
The sound of skin slapping fills the room, the skin meets the other skin making it sound as dirty as it is already, the atmosphere hot and warm. Noises like deep groans and high pitched moaning over takes, and it’s sure the other member’s are actually able to hear this through the walls.
Jungwon grabs Sunghoon’s jaws, and looks at him, observing his face; mouth moistened with saliva that oozes down onto his fingers, whereas his eyes - those boba-like eyes, they’re teary and hooded, his whole face stained with dried up tears whilst being flushed red. First thing Jungwon thinks, is that Sunghoon was born to be a slut.
Without thinking, his gives him a kiss; it’s sloppy and messy, open mouths going in and lustfully rolling their tongues against each other. It’s so messy Jungwon gets his face messed with some of the saliva that leaves Sunghoon’s mouth, but does he mind - he doesn’t care a single bit.
In fact, he wants more.
Greedy as he is, he glided his tongue down onto the older man’s neck, giving it open mouth kisses and hungry licks before digging his teeth into the flesh. Sunghoon shrieks. God, it feels really good. His head automatically leans back, he wants his body to belong to him, make it known, he wants everyone to know that Jungwon owns his body.
Jungwon seems to get the message. And he bites whenever he can, leaving a trail on hickeys and love bites scattered around his pretty and sweet skin.
“M’gonna make you mine,” he growls in between bites. “Your body is just mine.”
“J-just yours…”
Jungwon chuckles to himself. “Say that again, pretty.”
Sunghoon gulps. “M-my body, is all y-yours. J-just y-yours.”
The younger’s eyes scan him up and down, from the cock being thrusted up his hole, to the love bites made onto his neck. He smirks, like he raised his child right.
“Made you the perfect slut, haven’t I, doll?”
He pulls out his cock, leaving it to ‘pop’ out off his hole which earns a whimper from the male on top of him. After, he forces Sunghoon down onto the mattress, flipping him onto his stomach effortlessly with his ass left up bare in the air.
“Just a bitch in bed, all for me. Right?” He yanks his hair and pulls it back, earning a pained hiss to come out from Sunghoon’s mouth.
“M-mmhm.”
“What a smart whore you are.”
He lines up his tip with his hole, sliding it in fully with a squelch. Once again, he’s back to square one: full. He’s filled to the brim, nothing else other than a fat cock logged inside of him.
“F-fuck…” He feels the younger move, not giving him time to adjust and already his thrusts aren’t even merciful on him; he thrusts so hard his body shifts forward, forcing him from his hands placed onto the sheets to having to balance on his elbows.
“Y-yes,” he pants. “F-fuck, yes!”
He’s sure the younger male is fucking his mind out right now, blabbering nothing but gibberish which is yet still understandable.
His eyes roll back, and they pretty much roll back into his head, which hangs low on the mattress. His mouth is left hanging wide open in a ‘o’ shape, sweet and pleasured moans and wails erupting out of him.
The tip repeatedly hits that spot over and over and over again, and eventually, a bulge sticks out on Sunghoon’s stomach; it’s small, yet noticeable, and Jungwon manages to feel the bump whilst caressing Sunghoon’s body.
His hand roams free, and palms just over the bump.
“A-ack! J-jungwon-n,” he squeaks out, body weakened from that simple area.
“Hmm? You feel my cock bulging onto your stomach.” In a sadistic manner, he purposely rubs the lump with his hands, and Sunghoon’s quick to grab his wrist from stopping him.
“D-don’t touch… don’t-t t-touch,” he drools out whilst begging the younger man not to continue touching it, feeling that same hot sensation pool in his stomach. His brains are fucked out of him, he’s sure, feeling the cock inside him drill into his numb body. He’s confident he’ll regret all of this tomorrow, and decides to enjoy it in the meantime.
“Hmm? Don’t touch here?”
The bulge comes in and out under his fingers, his belly flattening before the lump returns. Sunghoon can’t hold it any longer. He’s been trying to hold his climax in for a while, his body shakes, overstimulated by holding in for so long, it’s like an electric shock goes through his whole body once he cums, his legs give up under him after trembling so much, he falls onto his stomach flat, limbs numb and everything, his figure boneless and jelly.
But Jungwon’s cock still lays inside of him, still drilling itself inside of his sweaty body, and Sunghoon, who’s unable to squirm thanks to his lifeless muscles, can do nothing else but just feel cock rock inside him, mewling out aloud.
It was when he felt a hand hover over his hair, only for it to shove him down into the bed, his face being buried into the soft, stained sheets, leaving him back on his knees, with his back deeply arched.
His hands roam around him, and grip onto anything that he could. His victims were the pillows above his head, and his hands loosely grip onto them, muscles unable to tense themselves.
“You like taking it, huh?” Jungwon’s voice is close to his ear. Underneath him, Sunghoon feels his body lie on top of his back, skin to skin, and his cock begins to reach new areas he didn’t think it could reach before.
“Roll your hips against me, love,” he breathes. “You think you can do that for me?”
Just like he’s been told to, he rolls his hips against Jungwon’s crotch, his cheeks pressed against his skin. In an instants, the tip of his dick abuses areas he hasn’t felt, and Sunghoon is once again left mewling, long and high moans coming out freely from his mouth after a while, his throat sore as he’s been screaming the whole time.
“Oh- fuck,” Jungwon pants. “S-shit, you’re a f-fast learner.” His warm breath touches the damp skin, before marking his doll with his teeth.
The older male isn’t any better than him, rolling his hips up onto the lad’s crotch, feeling the tip abuse him from the inside.
He lives for the hands that roams his body, fingers trailing around his neck down to his chests, teasing his nipples by twisting them around, it’s so easy to make Sunghoon melt towards his touch.
“H-hmm, k-kiss me…” he mutters, and Jungwon isn’t needed to be told twice. Sunghoon sticks out his tongue willingly, and Jungwon takes it as the chance to slurp it up. He rolls his tongue against Sunghoon’s, and the kiss is really hot.
He proceeds to fuck the older male under him, his hands still planted on his hips, lifting them and rolling them about as he shoves his length continuously in and out, his speed animalistic and untamed, like some wild cat chasing their high.
How does Sunghoon know this? His rhythm is erratic and feels chased, and his thrusts are sloppy yet strong.
But Sunghoon loves it.
He moans into the kiss, which is quick to be muffled by the younger male.
“F-fucking hell,” Jungwon starts, he takes his time to catch his breath. “I’m gonna come.”
“P-please..” He isn’t managing to speak properly now, his voice box basically fucked up, sore, and somehow worse than earlier because of the shrieking.
“Gotta come with me, love.”
And they do, they come together.
Sunghoon feels the speed of his thrusts increase, the sound of skin slapping becoming slowly faster within each minute, and Sunghoon’s hips aren’t able to keep up.
At last, he feels a warm liquid shoot inside of him. It spreads out, and it makes him feel full, fuller than Jungwon’s cock made him feel. His own climax was way more intense, another rush full of shock goes through Sunghoon’s body, legs trembling under him, back arched, and painfully, his semen comes shooting out from his hard dick.
“Y’know how to move them hips now, baby?”
Sunghoon doesn’t have time to answer, he’s too busy catching his breath from…well whatever just happened.
“Go to sleep, love, I’ll clean you up.” He feels his leader pat him on the hair, his touch soft, compared to earlier. And Sunghoon doesn’t need to be told twice; his eyes are already heavy, and slowly, they force him to drift into a deep sleep.
-
“Alright guys, let’s practice one more time!”
They’re back at the dance studio, and they carry on with rehearsal, continuing from yesterday, starting their warm up with yesterday’s dance.
Sunghoon stands in the middle, and does his part. It’s bright and clear his hips are moving more sensually than last time, they sway at a more subtle and intimate look, and the dance choreographer easily notice this.
They turn their heads at Jungwon, who looks back with a proud smile, hands placed on his hips like a proud dad.
“Hey, I don’t know what you did, but you really surprised me.” The dance choreographer laughs, tapping Jungwon on the back.
“How’d you get him to loosen up his hips like that?”
Jungwon chuckles to him. “It’s all about your hip control.”