A part two requested by HONG_SAN_HWA

It was a wonder how Yunho and Jongho could keep their relationship hidden from the others. Maybe it was Jongho's innocence, doing everything Yunho asked of him, every single thing, so that he could get a kiss at the end of the day. Or a pat on the crown of his head. Or some cuddles when everyone was gone.

Yunho felt the effects too. His attitude was more relaxed, dedication to his work steadily improved. After all, he had a cute, submissive ball of sunshine to come home to every day.

The members supposedly didn't know anything. They were happy to see Jongho more outgoing with his hyung: following him on shopping trips, having brunch a few times a week, and even staying late to learn some choreography. How sweet of their pure maknae.

Yunho laughed every time the others commented something about Jongho's innocence. They would joke about being his first kiss, and WooSan even volunteered to have him join them. Join them in what? Yunho snarled at that one.

Speaking about Jongho, tonight, he surprisingly refused to follow Yunho to the practice room. Though Yunho offered to hug and snuggle him all he liked when they were done, Jongho softly smiled and declined. He wanted to rest, and he would see Yunho later.

But while practicing, Yunho realized he couldn't focus. He missed the maknae. Wanted to see his smile, hear his naturally-pouty voice, imagine him as Yunho's little gummy bear...

This boy did taunting things to Yunho.

The couple slowly tried to find what Jongho liked and disliked. And although Yunho imagined it so many times, he never, ever pressured Jongho into sex.

Yunho grinned. His pure little honeybun. His boy-

He wasn't sure what to call their relationship.

Yunho practiced for one more hour, packed his things, and went home. He might as well shower and join his baby in bed. Or, if the members were home, ask to watch a movie, so they had an excuse to cuddle.

Yunho arrived home to find it completely quiet. Without thinking much of it, he directly went to shower. When he finished, he tucked a towel around his hips and stepped out.

"U-U-Uhh..."

"Ah!"

"S-Shit... Shit, shit, fuck..."

Yunho swallowed. When that pit fell to his stomach, it did things to his mind and body. Obviously, his dick. He knew that voice very well. The soft tone, sulky yet demanding, low from pleasure.

Yunho pushed the door to Jongho's room and squeezed the door handle. There was the maknae, legs bare and spread in front of a computer screen, where a high-pitched moan came from. Around his upper body was a grey hoodie that looked too big for him — Yunho's hoodie.

"Honeybun, what are you doing?" Yunho softly asked.

Jongho blushed red but didn't stop stroking his cute dick his hands held. So flushed and aroused, leaking precum already.

"I wanted to see what it was like, daddy. I wanted to do what you do. Wanted to feel good," Jongho blushed an even deeper color when he realized he was babbling.

"...I'm sure you're doing a good job, sweetheart." Yunho stepped forward to shut the laptop. It seemed like Jongho was watching something even more explicit than masturbation. The boy in the video was riding a big pink dildo while pumping out strings of cum. "Can you show me how good you do it?"

"W-Well, I'm not as good. He... He has something else in..."

Yunho tilted his head and lifted Jongho's chin. "In?"

"In him. D-Down there."

"Aw, baby," Yunho cooed. "Show me how you make yourself feel good. Then we'll find something to put in you, hm?"

Excited, Jongho obeyed. He continued stroking himself and massaging the tip with his thumb. Yunho watched the way his body shuddered. He gritted his teeth and clenched his hands.

"Faster."

"H-huh?"

"Move your hand faster, sweetheart."

When Jongho did, he released a higher-pitched moan and wiggled around. Yunho grabbed his thighs, spreading them apart to hold them down.

Jongho swallowed when he met Yunho's dark gaze. He suddenly felt small before the older man. He wanted to cower away.

Yet he did the opposite. He pushed up and pressed his lips against Yunho's pair. Yunho didn't mind. He kissed back with an equal amount of energy and lust.

God, he could go feral on Jongho today. First, touching himself, then begging to have something inside his virgin hole? Shit.

"Do it for me, daddy. Please." Jongho took Yunho's hand and guided it to his dick. The older licked his lips as he pumped it. It looked so precious in his hand. Not to mention the rosy blush over Jongho's cheeks as he tried to control his sounds.

"It's okay to feel good."

"Y-Yes, daddy." Jongho found himself looking down and tapping Yunho's towel. "What about you?"

"M-Me?"

"Yeah. Why don't we do it together?" Jongho chirped.

Yunho couldn't find any hint of sin in Jongho's brown orbs. Were they about to masturbate together? And possibly go further today?

"Hey! Don't think." Jongho reached to undo Yunho's towel. "C'mon, daddy."

Yunho backed up along the bed, feeling Jongho's weight approach his lap. He didn't protest as the towel came off, then heard the younger softly gasp.

"What?" Yunho grinned. "Not what you imagined, love?"

"I..." Jongho flushed red as he bent his head down.

"Oh, shit..." Yunho shakily clutched the bedsheets when Jongho's mouth closed around him. It'd been a long time since he felt lips wrap around his shaft.

Jongho groaned when Yunho's tip touched the back of his throat. A gentle hand caressed his cheek.

"Don't take it all if it's too much."

"Mhm." Jongho instead gave the older minor licks and craned his head to the side to reach every single part of the shaft.

Yunho watched with lustful eyes how explicit the boy he'd protected so much suddenly became. "You've been learning on your own, hm?"

Jongho lifted his head. "...Maybe."

Yunho smirked. He patted his lap. "Sit."

Jongho hesitated while hovering over Yunho's thigh. "O-On your-"

"Right here." Yunho possessively pulled the boy's hips down to his left thigh. "Move your hips. I'll pump you."

Jongho did so. When he felt Yunho's slender hands touch him again, he trembled in arousal. But riding Yunho's thigh made him feel better.

Jongho being the considerate person he was, didn't want to enjoy it alone. So he also wrapped two hands around Yunho and stroked him.

Yunho choked back his low moans, throwing his head back. He despised how desperate he was looking but hated even more how Jongho enjoyed the way Yunho was reacting.

"See? You're feeling good, right, daddy?" The maknae laughed.

In a horny attempt to subdue him, Yunho grabbed Jongho's ass, spread it with his big hands, and shoved his thigh to fill in the space. Jongho moaned, consequently sliding down, ass up, to face Yunho.

"What? Does it feel good to ride my thigh?" Yunho taunted. "Your ass opens up for it perfectly."

Jongho sustained his whimper in his mouth. But he had to let it out when Yunho pressed their dicks together to frot.

"Move," he whispered, to which Jongho complied.

"A-Ah... Yunh... agh... so good," Jongho cried. Yunho didn't even bother with the name. It felt personal; the maknae felt so good that Yunho's name slipped out.

Jongho pulled himself to Yunho's neck, tucking his head in while wrapping his legs around the older's thigh. From there, they continued to rub against each other with loud moans.

"U-ugh... I need to cum, Jongho."

Jongho felt that same at being referred to by his name rather than the pet name. That and the low voice he rarely heard leave Yunho's lips.

"D-Don't feel... good... Yunho... help."

Yunho softly kissed Jongho's lips. "Let it all go, Jongho."

Jongho's hips practically snapped as his body twitched when he came. It affected Yunho, where he also released. Both men panted and hugged each other close, feeling their chests pound against one another.

"Did I do good?" Jongho asked, always looking for praise.

"Yeah. I'm so proud of you, love," Yunho whispered. "My maknae."

Jongho laughed. "Yunho~. Not just yours. I'm the youngest of the whole group."

Yunho exaggerated a bored groan. "No one can see you like this except for me." He slipped hands up the hoodie and squeezed Jongho's sides.

"No one but you," Jongho whispered.

The couple hugged each other for a few minutes. Then Yunho guided a sleepy-eyed Jongho against the pillows and cleaned him with a wet rag. And though Yunho slipped on some sweatpants, Jongho refused to wear any when offered.

He curled into the hoodie. "Lay down with me."

Yunho did precisely that, forgetting about keeping their relationship a secret. He didn't hide Jongho's clothes sprawled across the ground. He didn't care if his towel draped the edge of the bed. Much less did he care if Jongho's barre pretty legs were out on display.

Well, he did care about that.

The most important thing now was hugging his little bear to rest.

So it wasn't to their surprise when they woke up to a high-pitched squeal the moment Wooyoung entered the room.