TXT Oneshots || Mature

Yeonbin || Jealousy is Wild

Top: Yeonjun

Bottom: Soobin

Yeonjun and Soobin has been together even before the group has debuted. It was no surprise to their members when Yeonjun confessed to the younger in their practice room. 4 years have passed since they got together and are still strong as ever. Still constantly flirting with one another whenever they can, be it infront of the camera or when the'yre just by themselves.

Soobin loves and adores Yeonjun so much, really. But it frustrates him that he hasn't seen the other get mad at him, or snap at him. Not even once! He loves their sex life. It's vanilla, soft and sweet, just like his boyfriend. But it's always like that and he wants to see other sides of his boyfriend too. And so, he came up with a plan.

The group is in a tour right now and as he has been doing for the past weeks, he's been sticking by Beomgyu's side. Playing with him, messing up his hair, patting his ass, squeezing his face. Just being more close and clingy to him than usual. He tried his best to make it obvious to Yeonjun, snuggling closer to Beomgyu when he's around, laughing louder and swatting at the younger's arm. He already tried everything, even going as far as sitting on Gyu's lap at the usual movie night the group has. But yet, still nothing.

Tonight is the last destination of the tour and their last concert for this era. As usual he's been clinging closer to Beomgyu but he gets no reaction from his boyfriend. Nothing. Even when he kissed Beomgyu on the cheeks as per request by the fans, when he glanced at his boyfriend, Yeonjun just have the usual angelic smile on his face. And so he gave up on his plan, letting it go. But what he didn't saw was how Yeonjun would clench his fist and grit his teeth everytime Soobin was close to Beomgyu. Now, they're on their way back to the hotel, Soobin resting his head on Gyu's shoulder, almost falling asleep.

He didn't give the hand placed on his thigh any thought, until it crawls up higher to his inner thigh, suddenly waking him up. He looked at the source of the hand and saw his boyfriend, still looking out front, just subtly leaning his head closer before whispering "We need to talk."

Ten minutes after they arrived at the hotel, Soobin was harshly dragged to their shared room and slammed against the door. "Ow! Hey what's your problem-"

"What is YOUR problem. You think I don't realize what you've been doing since the tour started?" Yeonjun hisses out, gripping on his boyfriend's cheek, forcing him to look at him. The shock was evident on the pretty boy's face, his lips moving to try and explain himself. But even before he could get a word out, Yeonjun dragged him again and pushed him on his knees.

"Better suck it good, it'll be the only lube you'll get."

That was the only warning Soobin got before he stuffed himself with his boyfriend's cock. He tried his best to take everything and breathe through his nose. But he still hadn't kept up with everything so he placed his hand on Yeonjun's hips and pushed him away lightly to make him pull out. He looks up at him, drool already dripping down his chin,

"Yeonjun wait-"

"That's not how you call me, slut."

The other interrupted, his fingers hooked under the older's chin, making him look up at him. Soobin's eyes got filled with tears at the nickname he heard, but he felt his dick twitching, boxer already having a dark wet patch, turned on by the harsh treatment he's getting. "D-daddy."

The older hummed and pats his cheek with two fingers, coaxing him to open his mouth

"Good boy."

Yeonjun mumbled before thrusting his cock inside the younger's mouth, hitting the back of his throat over and over again. This time, Soobin relaxed his throat and curled his tongue, licking and sucking on his boyfriend's cock. He was trying his best to make the other's cock as wet as possible, knowing he will keep his word. While bobbing his head against the cock, he was just about to reach and touch himself when his hair was pulled, making him stand up.

Yeonjun then manhandled Soobin and pushed him to the wall next to the door, his wrists bounded by the older's hand against the lower of his back. He turned his head and rested his cheek against the wall until he felt something slammed inside him in one go, making him scream out in pain.

"Aahhh! Fuck Yeonjun, that hurts!"

His hair was pulled again, making him arc his back with his head thrown back in an uncomfortable way. It was a position Soobin finds difficult to maintain but turns him on very well.

"I said. That's. Not. What. You. Must. Call. Me."

The other responded, a hard thrust for every word, making him weak on the knees, choking on his moans and his make up from the concert already a mess on his face as tears flow down is cheeks. More thrusts and fucking later, his cock is already leaking and twitching against his stomach, neglected and begging for release. Yeonjun is busy leaving marks on his skin, licking, nibbling, and sucking, groaning against his ears, thrusts getting sloppier but still hitting his sweet spot head on.

"Hhaaah- aaahh,, Daddy please-B-baby learned his lesson,, Please p-please let me cum. I'll be a g-good boy hnng! Please let me cum!"

He begged the other, his head now resting on his shoulder as he moan and whimper non stop, not minding if he could be heard by others.

"Then cum for me. Cum for daddy, my little slut"

It was the only word he needed before he shakes and trembled against the other, spilling his cum on the wall and on his chest and stomach. He didn't hear the other but he felt his seeds painting his walls white, making him shiver. He would have already fell if it weren't for the arm around his torso, supporting his weight. He might have blacked out from the intense orgasm because next thing he knew, he's on the bed, all cleaned up and dressed with his boyfriend spooning him and planting soft kisses on his shoulder.