Smoke fills his lungs as he takes another inhale from the roll. His eyes closed taking in how it calms him down and then he exhales, thick puffs of smoke leaving through his nose. His eyes instantly open, feeling a pair of eyes on him.
His eyes lock onto a pair of brown orbs, slightly red from being high. He smirks, turning away.
Mark lee. That bastard is always following him, huh?
He ignores the intense glare the man gives him. Instead takes another hit from the blunt, sinking back on the beaten up couch with a sigh.
He feels himself drown into the music in the background. Feeling high asf.
He couldn't think anything at the moment. Not even focusing on how the seat beside him dips and there's a presence next to him.
Not even when he hears that deep voice he's so very familiar with. "Get up." That voice says.
Donghyuck chuckles, way too high to even give a fuck. He's way too familiar with this scene. Cause when he opens his eyes donghyuck expects to see those slightly red eyes filled with nothing but lust and anger and thick eyebrows furrowed in frustration.
And in a way he's excited about it. He feels his stomach twist with the thought. So when he does open his eyes and gets what he expects, he feels his body burning.
A steady rise of heat to his neck but it rises to another area as well.
Mark doesn't wait for the others response before he's tugging him off the couch, not caring if he's too rough or not cause he can knows he'll be rough later anyway.
Donghyuck only processes that he's being pushed through the crowed of drunk teenagers before he's being slammed into an empty bathroom with the door locked.
For a second he's confused until he feels a rough hand pushing it's way up his shirt. Then he laughs, a kind of laugh that a highly typical drunk person does but in this case — he's just high. Fuck now he realizes he's left his blunt.
"What's so funny, pup," He feels the breathe against his ear making him shiver down his spine. The hand pulls away and grips into his exposed thigh, the grip tightening letting out a little moan. "You think you could get away from me? Huh, pup?"
Donghyuck breathes out a moan, leaning his head back onto the bathroom wall. He was so out of it that he couldn't form any words. And that wasn't helping when the next words were..
"Use your words donghyuck."
He only feels his throat clog up and he desperately wants to say 'YES IM AVOIDING YOU!' But he can't. though he really was trying to get away from this mark guy but he always seems to find him wherever he goes. It's frustrating but donghyuck won't admit he loves it.
Soon he feels his leg being lifted up and his back thigh is being caressed while a hand is brought back under his shirt and is playing with nipples earning several whines and squirms from him from the cold touch.
Mark's hands feel so good against his skin, donghyuck only wishes he was sober enough to speak and beg for more.
The hot breathe still against his ear while the feelings of cool wet lips pecking around and under his ear, even a few wet streaks on his neck that has his cock twitching in his pants.
The male above him stop for a second to let out a deep chuckle, the sound vibrating against his chest at how close he is. "Pretty much? How could you leave me hyuck?" It almost sounds sad if not for the smirk donghyuck feels against his skin.
"We've known eachother for way too long, don't you think pup? I thought maybe this time you would stop trying to run. That you'd submit to me like the good little omega you used to be."
Donghyuck doesn't realize when mark had gripped the hem of his pants before they're being pulled down and his dick springing out. He whines at the cold air hitting his cock and squirms at the slick dripping down his thighs.
He's soaking wet and he knows his hole is begging desperately for something to fill him.
Mark eyes his half naked body with lust. He smirks, locking eyes with the boy who he's been trying to court for months. "I guess I was wrong, omega. I guess I'll just have to make you fall to your knees again. Maybe this time you'll listen."
With that, Mark grips his legs, pulling him up to wrap around his waist before sliding his finger into donghyucks aching hole. Donghyuck sucking it up easily and quickly like his body been familiar with the alpha.
Donghyuck cries at the touch, pushing his body against mark yearning for more contact as his hips slowly thrust against the older's finger that's penetrating him.
Mark doesn't take a second before he's adding three fingers at once, pushing them deeper every time donghyucks moans heighten.
Donghyuck bites his lip. His hand moving to stroke his own cock that's leaking pre cum, twitching to be touched.
He doesn't care how loud he's being. Heck, walls might even be soundproof.
"W-Want you." He ends up choking out. The first words he said to him in months and it's him being submissive? Sober donghyuck would be very disappointed. But he's not sober so he'll gladly take in the cock he's been prying himself away from.
Though mark seems to enjoy that, loving the way donghyuck submits to him even though the younger had yelled at him a few months back that he would never, he means never submit to a—he quotes "dick brained cock eating bastard like you that has no common sense"
That's why they always fight anyway — but now he can watch the boy bounce on his cock, pretty lips drooling with his eyes rolled back and slut himself for him and him only. His omega, whether the boy admits it or not.
