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- Pillowtalk -

Taeyong just finished drying his skin after a shower, throwing the towel back onto its hook by the door and padding into the bedroom to get his clothes as his eyes found their way to his boyfriend, who was curled up on the bed in boxer-briefs, while his bare chest was showing, his eyes half-closed and fingers tracing slowly on the sheet. As he passed the bed, Jaehyun opened his eyes and rolled onto his back.

The last night was eventful after Taeyong had his first time rather in a very loving and sadist way. Jaehyun was so slow and gentle as he kept in mind that it was Taeyong's first time having intercourse. He made sure Taeyong feels the pleasure more than the pain. It was a battlefield and paradise for the two men at the same time as their bodies collide and their sweat mixed. Lips subsisted like two puzzle pieces finally adjoining. The Euphoria running through their veins and ecstasy in their filthy moans said it all that they were in complete pleasure. The smell of sex filling up the air mixing up with the lust, completely forgetting about Yuta still being outside.

(However, Yuta returned to his and Jaehyun's shared apartment after his failure along with the groceries he bought.)

"Come here", his hands reached out for the older and he took a step towards him, knees bumping against the mattress while a soft smile was forming on his soft lips.

"I gotta get dressed, daddy, I'm already late for work." The man took a breath, eyes glancing at the clock that was on the bedside table.

"Work can wait." The younger said grabbing Taeyong's hand and pulling him by his arms.

He kneeled onto the bed as the sudden pull made him crawl into his arms before he sighed lying down as he could feel his arms tighten around him, following featherlight soft touches of his lips over the nape of his neck which gave him a ticklish sensation that made him giggle. Jaehyun's fingers gently squeezed Taeyong's hips and traced over his petite waist, but most of all, something very distinct and hard was digging into his lower back. His moans muffled with his heavy breath as he tumbled into a sphere of cosiness in his embrace before turning around to pull him into a passionate kiss.

The two of them were tangled in the sheets, tongues buried in each other's mouth as Taeyong was melting in his warmth. He savoured every breathy sigh on his face, every warm embrace of his tongue against hers like it was a rare delicacy. Meanwhile, his feet were intertwining with his before he felt his knees parting his thighs to get between them. The older grunted, head falling onto his boyfriend's shoulder as his legs wrapped around his waist and his fingers gripped onto the hair near the nape of his neck. Jaehyun slowly rocked his clothed hips against his bare ones, and his breath hitched

"J-Jaehyun, I-" he groaned again.

"Haa~" He grumbled into his neck, voice still groggy with sleep, as he place a kiss on his neck before sucking a mark into the soft skin of his like he was the artist and the older was the canvas.

Curse escaped Taeyong's lips as he matched his pace, rutting his hips against Jaehyun's and seeking out the friction he so desperately needed. Jaehyun sighed bringing his hand onto his man's hip and helping him to rock against his crotch. His plush lips latched onto his shoulder to stifle a cry as he felt his tip moisty and fingernails leaving little half-moons on the skin of the younger's back.

His fingers ghosted down Taeyong's arms and back, soothing his feverish body as he kept rubbing his hardened length against Taeyong's sensitive member before pausing for a while and concentrating on his lips as he shifted a little from his recent position to roll over on top of him. His strong body weighed down on Taeyong in the most tempting way and it was clear that he wanted a little bit more as his kisses became more desperate and his teeth gritted together in the intervals between. His body was now shaking as he fisted the blankets beneath the older but refused to pull away from his lips. He turned her head to the side, angling his lips away from his while he buried his face in the nape of his neck, kissing and softly sucking on his honey skin.

Taeyong stroked his back while he groaned, lowly and gravelly against his earlobe and he felt all of his muscles tense, from his pecs to his abs to his quads as his boner was now stabbing against his leg through the cloth of his boxer.

Jaehyun's hands scrambled to Taeyong's shoulders, thumbs falling in the notches above his collarbones and squeezing hard before his hips rutted sharply against his length and he whimpered, clutching his man tight with every part of his body as he squirmed higher up on top of him.

Taeyong pushed his bottoms down as much as he could underneath him, giving him better access to the space between his legs and he gasped before he rutted again, dragging the stiff imprint of his length over his pink pucker. He could feel the ridges of him rubbing over the sensitive hole that made him purr under his touches as he set up a shaky but regular rhythm. Jaehyun hissed through his teeth before he choked on a euphoric sob.

"Ahh, darling..." His hips rocked against Taeyong's and he wrapped his legs around his waist to open himself up to him even more. His speed increased and Jaehyun humped him like he was mercilessly desperate to feel the older even with his pants still on.

Taeyong hummed and gasped in response when his man hit a particularly sensitive spot, over and over again, like the very tip of his spot making him release. And his body sang with pleasure as his breath grew erratic.

Taeyong pulled at the very bottom of his hair as Jaehyun began to shake, his face contorted before he came in his boxers and collapsed on top of Taeyong. His nerve endings still tingling as he rubbed his back again and kissed the side of his face before he pulled back, pressing a quick peck on his lips and releasing him to get dressed finally with a satisfied yet smug look on his face, knowing that it was hard for the man to resist him.

He rolled his eyes at him, glancing at the clock as he was already late for his vocal session with his vocal coach. Almost laughed at the comical 'o' his mouth formed when he straddled his hips further. What was the point of clothes when there was a particularly hard task that needed finishing?

After getting ready and taking a pain killer quickly so that his legs don't hurt much from last night's ahem events, Taeyong set out to work. He kissed his lover goodbye, not bothering to look around for something suspicious or even hearing some distance sounds of camera shutters as he got into his car where Yuta was waiting for him.

"Oh well... Looks like someone will be in trouble."

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Sorry for the late update. I didn't have any inspiration to write but however, I wrote somet for you anyway.

Now I repent- sjjsj