(small smut)
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"Baby, are you ready?" Hyunjin asked from the bed.
"I'm coming!" The younger gave himself one last look in the mirror before leaving the bathroom to join his boyfriend.
The older looked up, admiring the younger's beauty. He bit his lip and smiled
mischievously, "You look gorgeous, puppy."
"Thanks, hyun," he smiled, moving closer to him.
"Come here," he gently ordered, patting his legs. The younger smiled and straddled him.
"Those pants give you an amazing ass," he bit his lip.
The younger laughed. "So many compliments tonight," he wrapped his arms around his neck.
"As always," he kissed his neck, slowly moving up to his ear.
"Hyun~" he gasped.
"Relax." He whispered in his ear, biting his earlobe and bringing his hands to squeeze his butt.
"I-I'm waiting for Jisung to get here," the younger tried to divert the older's attention and turned his face sideways, biting his lip.
"While he's coming, we can always have some fun," he slipped his hands into his boxers and spanked him.
"B-But Hyun," he jumped at the spank, feeling his excitement rise.
"No buts! How can I resist you dressed like this?" He teased his entrance with a finger, making him gasp.
"I-I'm dressed normally," he bit his lip.
"Normally?" He spanked him again, "this shirt is practically see-through and those pants are way too tight. They show off what's mine," he inserted two fingers inside him, moving them quickly.
"Fuck!" He whined, gripping his arm. "I-if you're jealous just say it and I'll change," he moaned loudly.
"I'd rather punish you, it's more fun." He grinned and moved his fingers faster, kissing his honey-colored skin again.
"H-Hyun, fuck!" He moaned, throwing his head back.
"What's wrong, puppy?"
"P-please," he moaned, begging him. The older smiled mischievously, increasing the speed of his movements.
Seungmin moaned loudly, moving his hips on the older's fingers to get more contact. Hyunjin tried to drive him crazy as much as possible and just as the younger was about to reach his climax, Jisung knocked on the door.
"What a shame." He pretended to be sorry and pulled his fingers out, denying the younger the orgasm. Breathing heavily, the younger gave him a sideways glare. "I'm going to the bathroom. You go open the door," he smiled before walking away.
"Fuck you, Hwang Hyunjin!" He shouted, quickly fixing his pants and went to open the door. "Hey, Hannie," he smiled as if nothing happened.
The brown-haired one looked him up and down before bursting out laughing. The dark-haired guy had messy hair, a half-open shirt, and the freshly made hickeys shone under the lamp light. Not to mention the obvious erection in the tight pants.
"Stop laughing before I kill you," he dragged him inside the room, roughly closing the door.
Han wiped his fake tears before sitting on his best friend's bed. "Something tells me I arrived at the wrong time."
"Your timing is always perfect," he smiled sarcastically, moving toward the mirror by the door to fix himself.
"Sorry to interrupt your passionate moment, but a party is waiting for us," he reminded him.
"I know," he adjusted his shirt. "But if you had come even five minutes later, I would've been more than happy!" He tried to hide the obvious problem.
"I love you too, Minnie." He laughed and the bathroom door opened, revealing the taller figure.
"Hey, Ji," he smiled, approaching his boyfriend who looked at him sideways.
"Hi, Hyun," he laughed looking at them. "Sorry to interrupt you."
"Don't worry, Ji. You didn't interrupt anything," he smiled.
"Speak for yourself, asshole!" He hit his arm.
"I know you love me, baby." He kissed his cheek.
"Fuck off." He gave him a dirty look and flipped him off.
"I'd rather fuck you. You should know that very well," he whispered in his ear, biting his earlobe.
"Okay, just a reminder: the party's started! Are we going to go and leave unfinished business for later?" Jisung stood up, heading for the door.
"Let's go, Hannie." The younger stuck his tongue out at his boyfriend before pulling the brown-haired out of the room. The blond laughed following them, closing the door behind him.
The three entered the big house of the senior who was throwing the party: Chanyeol, better known as the god of parties. Every time he organized one, it was always something wow! Lots of alcohol, handsome guys, and good music. They were the most popular parties on campus.
"As always, Chanyeol is unbeatable!" Jisung commented looking around.
"His parties are always the best," added Seungmin.
"Shall we get a drink?" Hyunjin asked looking at the two, who nodded.
They moved towards the kitchen, finding the big table loaded with alcohol, grabbed a cup and chose their drinks. Han opted for a Coca-Malibu, Hyunjin for vodka-redbull, and Seungmin for simple peach vodka.
With red cups in hand, they moved to the dance floor, starting to drink and dance to the songs that Hyungwon, the DJ, was playing.
Seungmin leaned against Hyunjin, moving sensually to the rhythm of Swim, trying to tease him as much as possible. A little revenge for what happened earlier.
Jisung laughed watching the blond's face trying in every way to act indifferent, failing miserably. After finishing his first drink, he decided to go refill. He warned the two and moved to the kitchen.
"Jisungie, so good to see you!" And here Chanyeol made his entrance into the kitchen, heading toward the shorter guy.
"Hey, hyung!" Jisung smiled before feeling the taller guy's lips on his cheek.
"I'm glad you came," he smiled grabbing some Scotch.
"I could never miss your parties, hyung, they're the best on campus and they always let me find someone to have fun with," he smiled.
"Glad to be of help," he laughed taking a sip of his drink. "Though I think you don't need help. I mean, you're sexy, you have a killer body, and you're very smart."
"Thanks!" He smiled, blushing slightly.
"You're blushing, how cute!" He pinched his cheek. "I'd like to stay and talk more but Baekhyun is waiting for me. You get what I mean, right?" He smiled mischievously.
"Perfectly, hyung. Don't keep him waiting too long and say hi for me!" He smiled.
"Will do. Have fun!" He smiled before saying goodbye and leaving.
Jisung finished his drink in one go before grabbing another and heading back to the dance floor where his song filled the room. As usual, he started dancing, moving his hips extremely sensually, attracting many guys' attention.
He finished his third drink, left the empty cup somewhere, and kept moving.
Suddenly he felt two big hands on his hips, turned his face sideways, and smiled mischievously noticing Bomin's face just a few centimeters away. He winked and kept dancing very sensually.
The taller one turned the younger toward him, grabbed his ass, and kissed him passionately pulling him as close as possible.
The younger wrapped his arms around his neck, returning the kiss, biting his lip and adding tongue. Bomin pushed the younger against the wall, continuing to kiss him, squeezing his bum cheeks inside the boxers and then spanking him.
Han jumped back, pulling his lip, smirking.
"We're quite rushed, Choi."
"It's hard to resist you, Han. Especially after you danced on me like that," he squeezed his ass again.
The younger smiled mischievously, "On me?"
"I think it's a great idea." He licked his lips, taking his hand.
The two almost ran out of the house. Han didn't bother to warn his friends; they probably wouldn't have answered anyway.
A few minutes later, they reached the campus, headed straight for the stairs, then to the younger's room.
Jisung took out the keys, inserting them into the lock while the taller guy was busy leaving kisses on his neck.
Once the door was open, Bomin pushed the younger into the dark room, closed it, and lifted him by the bum cheeks, kissing him roughly.
He moved slowly until reaching the younger's bed, where he threw him down, staying straddled over him.
Han slipped his hands into his hair, moving his pelvis sensually upward, creating little frictions that made them both gasp.
Bomin was about to grab Han's shirt when the room's light suddenly switched on, revealing older leaning against the bathroom doorframe.
"Minho! What the fuck!" Han glared sideways, "What are you doing here?"
"I was just about to go to sleep," he smiled sarcastically.
"Fine, take the pillow and blanket and get out of here."
"Hmm no," he sat on his bed watching the two.
"Don't be a child. You made the rule and you're always the first one not to respect it?!"
Bomin watched the scene quite confused, "Rule?" He asked the younger beneath him.
"Yes. The rule that if you want to fuck, the other has to leave the room," he explained, then looked at the red-haired.
"You forgot the part about warning," he corrected him.
"Oh, please, get your ass up and leave!"
"You didn't warn, so no fucking." He stood up, pulling the older with him.
"Dude, would you mind—"
"I'm not your friend, first of all. Second: disappear!" He opened the door, throwing him out of the room without giving him time to reply.
"Lee Minho!" Han looked furious.
"Shut up and sleep, snot-nose," he turned off the light and got into bed.
"No!" He almost screamed and turned the light back on. "Because of you Bomin left and I won't get laid. You ruined my night!" He growled. He hated him more and more every second.
"You ruined it yourself. If you had warned me, which you didn't, I wouldn't be here and you could have spent the night with him." He looked bored.
"You could have avoided being a child and left," he crossed his arms, huffing.
"As a wise man said: I'm not leaving my comfy bed just to let you fuck."
"Then what's the point of the rule?"
"To warn and give time to the other to find somewhere else."
"You could have explained better!"
"Are you really so stupid you didn't get it?"
"Fuck you, Lee Minho."
"Yeah, okay. Good night." He turned off the light, turning his back to the younger.
"I hate you!" He got up, stomping his feet childishly toward the bathroom.
"Mutual feelings!" He shouted back.