Dad's | Jaeyong

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Warning: This chapter has an explicit mature scene, feel free to scroll ahead to the next time stamp :3 anyways enjoy!

~ [ 12:34 pm ] ~

Jaehyun hid his face in his palm as Taeyong proudly wheeled him through the lobby to the elevator and pushed him inside.

He could finally come home after two weeks of recovery and tests. Taeyong seemed to have everything ready as he pushed Jaehyun out of the elevator and into his penthouse.

Jaehyun was allowed to walk short distances for the time being such as bed to bathroom, but not much more so he can just focus his recovery with the therapy.

"Where's the boys?" Jaehyun asks while looking around the quiet apartment, pushing himself out of the wheelchair and walking to the large sofa slowly.

Taeyong went to protest but he let the taller be. He had been lying flat in a hospital bed for over a month. "They're are staying with Mark tonight while you settle." He smiled as he followed him to the sofa, standing in front of the taller.

Even injured, Jaehyun was still quick to reach out and pull Taeyong on top of him.

"Jae, this is not a good idea." Tae whispered, straddling the taller with either hand on Jaehyun's shoulder.

Jaehyun ran his hands under Tae's shirt gently, fingers going up and down the older's spine repeatedly, making him smile in content.

"The Doctor said I shouldn't move or do anything drastic... he didn't say you couldn't." He growled, leaning up and pressing his lips hungrily into Taeyong's.

Taeyong couldn't say no. Since Jaehyun was released all he could think about was how soon he could recover in time.

He felt so needy, and he missed being touched by the only hands that made him feel so good, that made him feel wanted.

Jaehyun pulled his shirt off with ease when he removed his arm sling, not caring for it since he believed he didn't need it this moment.

Taeyong ran his hand across Jaehyun's torso, surprised to still see some muscle upon his body. Though they had decreased in size, losing a lot during his coma, but his body was still perfect to him.

Once all clothes were removed, Taeyong threw himself down on Jaehyun impatiently, gasping as he engulfed him raw. Jaehyun's head rolled back to the head rest from the wave of pleasure.

Their lips returned to each other, still hungry for more after being deprived for a month before Taeyong started to move, Jaehyun groaning at the feeling, wishing he could move.

"Wait, Taeyong." He whispered, earning a soft look from the older above him, "You sure you want to do it like this?"

Taeyong moaned as he moved, taking Jaehyun's size fully, "I missed you so much." He groaned. Jaehyun reached out and gently grabbed Taeyong, resting his palms across his white thighs.

Taeyong clawed at Jaehyun's back before he came to his climax and released, Jaehyun following not too long after before Taeyong's body flopped on the taller's, Jaehyun wrapping his arms around for a tight embrace.

"I love you." Taeyong whispered out of breath. This is what he missed most, not the intimacy, not for the sex. It the ability to tell Jaehyun how much he loved him.