BTW I'm not sexualizing idols. This is imagination and imaginary characters. Not idol themselves, so if you're uncomfortable with these stuff, don't read it.

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Yeosang let Jongho rub his thigh with hus thumb, his leg under Yeosang's qnd head resting on the olders shoulder. Their living room was rather quiet but peaceful, almost too peaceful.

Jongho pushed Yeosang to lay down gently, holding his thighs in a firm grip as he began kissing Yeosang's inner thigh, biting lightly at the skin, earning soft gasps from the older boy. Yeosang's breath hitched as he felt Jongho's warm breath igniting a fire within him. The intimate moment was filled with a mix of tenderness and electricity, their silent communication speaking louder than any words could.

"Jongho..." Yeosang murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. The way Jongho looked at him, a mix of mischief and affection, sent shivers down his spine.

Jongho paused, lifting his head to meet Yeosang's gaze, his eyes shimmering with playful determination. "What is it, Sangie?" he teased, his thumb still tracing gentle patterns on Yeosang's thigh.

Yeosang smirked, shaking his head slightly as he tried to suppress a grin. "You know what you're doing," he replied, his cheeks tinged with a hint of pink.

Jongho chuckled softly, the sound reverberating in the quiet room. "Maybe I do. But I can't help it when you look so inviting." He leaned down again, his lips brushing against Yeosang's skin, trailing kisses higher, teasingly drawing nearer to the older boy's center.

"And then - oh shit, sorry, sorry," Wooyoung blurted out, suddenly stumbling into the room with an armful of snacks, his eyes wide as he took in the scene before him. He quickly averted his gaze, a flush spreading across his cheeks as he realized he had walked in on something private. "I, uh, didn't mean to interrupt!"

Yeosang shot up from his position, cheeks flaming as he met Wooyoung's startled expression. Jongho chuckled, trying to ease the tension, but he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, too. “It’s okay, Wooyoung. You just surprised us.”

Breaking the awkward silence, Wooyoung cleared his throat and took a step back. “Right, right, I was just, uh, coming to grab some chips for the movie night! You guys don’t mind, do you?” He tried to sound casual, but there was an unmistakable hint of nervousness in his voice.

“No, it’s fine,” Yeosang replied, still feeling flustered. He glanced at Jongho, who was trying hard to suppress a laugh while his hand ran through his hair, clearly amused by the situation.

Wooyoung slowly lowered the snacks onto the coffee table, doing his best to pretend he wasn't just moments away from witnessing something he really didn’t need to see. “I’ll just, uh, take the popcorn to the kitchen. You two can… you know… finish what you were doing.”

He practically rushed out of the room, leaving Yeosang and Jongho in a mix of embarrassment and laughter.

“That was unexpected,” Jongho said, breaking into a grin. “I guess we should have locked the door.”

Yeosang couldn’t help but laugh, a lightness washing over the moment. “Yeah, definitely. But hey, maybe it’s a sign that we should take it a little slower.”

Jongho nodded, still smiling, and leaned back against the couch, pulling Yeosang with him. “You’re right. Besides, we have all night.”

They settled back into the comfortable embrace of each other, this time playing with Yeosang's fingers.

Wooyoung hesitated to go in the living room after the popcorn was ready, fully prepared to leave if the two were going on but Yeosang was on his phone, scrolling through his messages, a soft smile on his face as he replied to someone. It seemed like the coast was clear, and the tension from earlier had faded into a light, comfortable atmosphere. Wooyoung took a deep breath, pushing the door open just a bit wider.

“Hey, I brought the popcorn!” he announced cheerfully, trying to shake off his earlier embarrassment. He stepped into the living room, his eyes darting between Yeosang and Jongho, both of whom were now lounging on the couch, looking relaxed and casual.

“Thanks, Wooyoung!” Jongho replied, leaning over to grab a handful of popcorn. “You really saved the day. We were just about to decide what to watch.”

Wooyoung relaxed, seeing that they were back to their usual playful banter. “Good to know you didn’t get too distracted." He raised an eyebrow at Jongho, jokingly. "And here I thought you guys would be too busy getting lost in each other.”

Yeosang chuckled, shaking his head. “Not yet! We’re just warming up.” He shot Jongho a teasing grin, his dark eyes shining with playful mischief.

“Yeah, well, leave some energy for the movie, okay?” Wooyoung teased back, plopping down on the free spot of the couch, popcorn bowl resting on his lap. “I’m really looking forward to this one.”

Jongho rolled his eyes, an amused smirk on his lips. “You just want to argue about the characters again.”

“I do!” Wooyoung exclaimed, munching on a piece of popcorn dramatically. “You know it’s my favorite part. But you both are just lucky I came in when I did; otherwise, who knows what kind of chaos you’d be causing over there!”

Yeosang laughed again, feeling the warmth of the moment wash over him. “I think ‘chaos’ is a bit of an exaggeration.”

“Yeah, but it’s fun to think about,” Wooyoung replied, winking.

..

"Yuyu, can we try something?" Wooyoung asked Yunho the next day, cuddled up in bed, and he especially wore shorts.

"Yeah?" Yunho hummed. Hand carresing Wooyoung's hair softly.

"Last night... Jongho was kissing Yeosang's thighs and... Yeah, I want you to kiss mine too, I want to know how it feels. You can give me a hickey if you want to,"

Yunho raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile spreading across his face as he registered Wooyoung's request. "Oh really? You’re curious about the thigh kisses now, huh?" His hand continued to stroke Wooyoung's hair, amusement dancing in his eyes.

"Well, it just looked... nice," Wooyoung replied, his cheeks flushing slightly. He nestled deeper into Yunho’s embrace, feeling both nervous and excited. "And I think it would be fun. Plus, it might help me understand what Yeosang is raving about."

Yunho chuckled softly, intrigued by Wooyoung's sudden boldness. “Alright, if that's what you really want.” He paused, glancing at the younger man with mischief in his gaze. “But you’re fully prepared for a hickey, right? Just a warning, they can be quite visible.”

Wooyoung nodded, a determined smile on his lips. “Bring it on! I can handle it. Just... be gentle at first, okay?”

“Gentle or not, I can’t guarantee I won’t get carried away,” Yunho teased, shifting slightly to get a better angle. He brushed a thumb over Wooyoung's thigh, testing the waters.

“Just go for it," Wooyoung encouraged, biting his lip in anticipation.

With a chuckle, Yunho leaned down, pressing a series of light kisses along Wooyoung's inner thigh, each soft touch sending goosebumps up his skin. He could feel Wooyoung squirm slightly under his ministrations, laughter mixing with the occasional gasp escaping his lips.

“See? It's not so bad, right?” Yunho smirked, pausing to look up at Wooyoung, who had his eyes squeezed shut, clearly lost in the newfound sensation.

“No, it feels... really good,” Wooyoung admitted breathlessly, a smile breaking through as he relaxed against the sheets.

Encouraged, Yunho began to kiss lower, a bit more boldly, leaving behind delicate pecks while occasionally allowing his teeth to graze the skin, just as Jongho had done with Yeosang. Wooyoung's breathing quickened as a delightful thrill coursed through him, turning the moment into something even more electrifying.

With a playful grin, Yunho suddenly targeted a particular spot, pressing a bit harder with his lips and teeth, intentionally creating a small mark. “How’s that? Are you feeling it yet?”

Wooyoung's eyes widened in surprise, a delighted laugh escaping him. “Wow, Yunho! I think I’m feeling something alright!”

Satisfied with the brightness in Wooyoung's eyes, Yunho pulled back slightly to admire his handiwork—a small hickey shaped like a crescent moon adorning Wooyoung's thigh. “Now you’ve got a little reminder of today,” he said smugly.

“Okay, I can get used to this,” Wooyoung replied, smirking as he traced his fingers over the hickey, feeling a mixture of pride and excitement. “You’re definitely giving Jongho a run for his money.”

Yunho chuckled, crawling up to press a soft kiss against Wooyoung's cheek. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. Just wait until we find out what else we can explore together.”

With a playful glint in his eyes, they both sank back into comfortable cuddles, the morning sun spilling into the room and warming their carefree spirits.