synergy ; yeonbin

13 ; 🌶️🌶️

Yeonjun was still on Soobin's lap, but they both had significantly less clothing on. Soobin had put a condom on to prevent too much of a mess, but he wasn't sure if it would help. Even with Ryuhyeon there was a mess, but hopefully there'd be less with Yeonjun. Soobin watched as Yeonjun got to his knees, preparing to lower himself.

"Will you be okay in this position?" Soobin asked, looking up at Yeonjun. The god chuckled, gently pressing their lips together.

"Of course, I'm capable of anything," Yeonjun replied, gently lowering himself onto Soobin's shaft. He bit his lip as he concentrated on getting lower, pressing his lips together. "Ah, that condom is annoying. Whatever."

"Is it okay?"

"Stop worrying about me," Yeonjun laughed slightly lowering himself all the way. "There. Did it."

Soobin inhaled sharply, clenching his hands as Yeonjun pressed his lips to his neck feverishly. Yeonjun began moving up and down, a playful smirk decorating his expression as he watched Soobin slowly lose his mind. Soobin could barely get a word out, grabbing onto the couch pillows in an attempt to conserve the last bit of remaining sanity he had left.

"Does it feel good?" Yeonjun asked, leaning down to Soobin's ear. He bit down on his ear lobe, smirking as he felt the lust in Soobin's heart grow stronger. Soobin nodded weakly, his hands moving to Yeonjun's waist, as holding the pillows did nothing. His movements never ceased, only creating more tension in Soobin's body.

"Ah, hyung, I'm going crazy," Soobin muttered, his breathing becoming heavily. "Keep going… God, please, keep going…"

"Like I'm going to stop," Yeonjun chuckled, pressing kissed to Soobin's neck and creating little red marks. Soobin whined softly, indicating that he wanted to be kissed desperately. Yeonjun hummed in response, making one last hickey on his soft skin.

Yeonjun pressed their lips together heatedly, their passion mixing ever so gently as the kiss got hotter. Soobin pulled away, his lips still lingering near Yeonjun's. "Change positions. Come on, I want to fuck you, please…!"

"Really? You want to fuck me?" Yeonjun asked, gritting his teeth as Soobin nodded quickly. Yeonjun ceased his movements, lying down on the couch and tugging Soobin down with him. Soobin pushed into him immediately, thrusting at the same speed Yeonjun went before, which wasn't too fast.

Soobin groaned lowly as Yeonjun propped himself up by his elbows to kiss him passionately. Yeonjun took Soobin's hand and guided it to his shaft, silently telling him to touch him. Soobin increased his speed as he grabbed Yeonjun's length and began moving his hand up and down.

"Ah, there we go," Yeonjun groaned, throwing his head back. Soobin grabbed Yeonjun's waist again and focused on thrusting harshly rather than with speed. Yeonjun gasped, letting out a moan with every push Soobin did. His force soon reached his sweet spot, causing Yeonjun to be thrown into pleasure immediately.

"There," Soobin muttered, focusing on the spot that made Yeonjun shiver with euphoria. Yeonjun laughed, for some reason, since he was so far into his bliss. Yeonjun tightened around him with every thrust, further increasing the ecstasy they both felt.

"Fuck, go harder," Yeonjun hissed, grabbing Soobin's wrist.

"I can't, I'm dizzy," Soobin muttered against his lips. The sheer exhilaration he felt at that moment was nothing compared to any feeling he had ever felt. He wanted to chase that high.

He wanted Yeonjun.

"I'm so close, just go harder," Yeonjun said with a demanding tone. Soobin shook his head in response — he wasn't close to his climax yet, but he wanted to overstimulate Yeonjun as much as possible to torture him. If he couldn't make Yeonjun suffer in reality, he'll make him suffer while they were together.

The god stopped Soobin and sat up from the couch, which caused Soobin to pull out. Soobin allowed Yeonjun to push him to his back, and Yeonjun wasted no time putting Soobin back inside him and sitting on him. Soobin groaned as his entire length filled Yeonjun, leaving nothing remaining.

Their moaning filled the room, even as they tried to keep their volume down. Yeonjun moved effortlessly, as he was used to Soobin's size. Soobin kept his eyes closed as he was still quite dizzy. Yeonjun was driving him crazy and it felt amazing. Kissing didn't help, since it only drove him more wild. His touch, his lips, his warmth — it was the intoxication he desired.

Yeonjun yelped, his body flinching as Soobin's shaft prodded his sweet spot, causing his arms to go weak. He lost his balance for a moment, but he kept moving. He slowed down, his breath heavy with thirst. Soobin pushed his hips upwards, poking Yeonjun's sensitivity first hand. "A-ah, stop…!"

Soobin bit his bottom lip mischievously. He enjoyed watching Yeonjun become so weak in front of him. His lewd expression was one to behold — he looked like he was enjoying it, despite telling Soobin to stop. Soobin kept stimulating that one spot, chuckling as Yeonjun's expression became more obscene.

"Cum for me," Soobin said, his tone low. Yeonjun felt obligated to listen, but he somehow felt that he had no choice. Yeonjun leaned down, pressing their lips together heatedly. Their tongues clashed again, heads tilted for more access.

"Take the condom off," Yeonjun muttered, lifting himself so that Soobin could remove himself. Soobin took off the condom, tossing it to the floor beside the couch onto his shirt and pushed into Yeonjun again. The ravenette rode him again, being pushed closer and closer to his edge. Soobin was close as well, enjoying the feeling of Yeonjun much more without the condom.

Yeonjun's shaft was already leaking as he tried to hold back, but as Soobin pushed their lips together, he found himself releasing onto Soobin's hand that harshly grabbed him. Soobin continued moving his hand, not paying attention to Yeonjun's yelps of protest.

"Stop it," Yeonjun muttered, grabbing Soobin's wrist. The human continued thrusting into him, causing Yeonjun to lose feeling in his arms completely. He was too weak to hold himself up. Soobin kept thrusting upwards until he reached his climax, filling Yeonjun to the brim.

"Ah, fuck," Soobin muttered, closing his eyes as Yeonjun rested his head on his shoulder. Their breath was heavy, oversexed and tired. Yeonjun leaned against him, not wanting to move.

"You're not topping ever again," Yeonjun muttered. Soobin simply chuckled, not knowing what to say. Yeonjun leaned into his neck, creating a hickey out of laziness. "That was amazing. Humans just do this, with no regard to reproduction?"

"Not always — this is just something we can do without worries," Soobin replied, sighing as Yeonjun just decorated his neck and collarbones slightly with a few bruise-like marks here and there. "Was it good?"

"It was fantastic," Yeonjun said with a slight laugh. "But I like it more when I'm on top. It feels more natural. You're slow."

"I'm not slow, you're just impatient," Soobin corrected. Yeonjun hummed, finally pulling away as they came down from their high. Yeonjun pulled off, Soobin's cum dripping onto the couch. "Ah, jeez, another mess to clean."

"Do you think the delivery guy heard us?" Yeonjun chuckled, sitting down beside him. Soobin felt his cheeks burn in realisation and Yeonjun laughed. "Ah, how embarrassing for you."

"Whatever, I'm taking a shower," Soobin muttered. "You can join me, if you want to. Just to clean off. Are you hurt or anything?"

"Stop worrying about me, I'm fine," Yeonjun chuckled, hitting Soobin's thigh. "You're such a pretty boy. Be glad I let you do this."

"Yeah, thank you or whatever, oh great Vici."

"Shut up before I screw you in the shower."