Desire (ATEEZ Boy x Boy Oneshots Book II)

M/F | Honeybun Pt. 2 | Yunho x Jongho

A part two requested by HONG_SAN_HWA

It was a wonder how Yunho and Jongho could keep their relationship hidden from the others. Maybe it was Jongho's innocence, doing everything Yunho asked of him, every single thing, so that he could get a kiss at the end of the day. Or a pat on the crown of his head. Or some cuddles when everyone was gone.

Yunho felt the effects too. His attitude was more relaxed, dedication to his work steadily improved. After all, he had a cute, submissive ball of sunshine to come home to every day.

The members supposedly didn't know anything. They were happy to see Jongho more outgoing with his hyung: following him on shopping trips, having brunch a few times a week, and even staying late to learn some choreography. How sweet of their pure maknae.

Yunho laughed every time the others commented something about Jongho's innocence. They would joke about being his first kiss, and WooSan even volunteered to have him join them. Join them in what? Yunho snarled at that one.

Speaking about Jongho, tonight, he surprisingly refused to follow Yunho to the practice room. Though Yunho offered to hug and snuggle him all he liked when they were done, Jongho softly smiled and declined. He wanted to rest, and he would see Yunho later.

But while practicing, Yunho realized he couldn't focus. He missed the maknae. Wanted to see his smile, hear his naturally-pouty voice, imagine him as Yunho's little gummy bear...

This boy did taunting things to Yunho.

The couple slowly tried to find what Jongho liked and disliked. And although Yunho imagined it so many times, he never, ever pressured Jongho into sex.

Yunho grinned. His pure little honeybun. His boy-

He wasn't sure what to call their relationship.

Yunho practiced for one more hour, packed his things, and went home. He might as well shower and join his baby in bed. Or, if the members were home, ask to watch a movie, so they had an excuse to cuddle.

Yunho arrived home to find it completely quiet. Without thinking much of it, he directly went to shower. When he finished, he tucked a towel around his hips and stepped out.

"U-U-Uhh..."

"Ah!"

"S-Shit... Shit, shit, fuck..."

Yunho swallowed. When that pit fell to his stomach, it did things to his mind and body. Obviously, his dick. He knew that voice very well. The soft tone, sulky yet demanding, low from pleasure.

Yunho pushed the door to Jongho's room and squeezed the door handle. There was the maknae, legs bare and spread in front of a computer screen, where a high-pitched moan came from. Around his upper body was a grey hoodie that looked too big for him — Yunho's hoodie.

"Honeybun, what are you doing?" Yunho softly asked.

Jongho blushed red but didn't stop stroking his cute dick his hands held. So flushed and aroused, leaking precum already.

"I wanted to see what it was like, daddy. I wanted to do what you do. Wanted to feel good," Jongho blushed an even deeper color when he realized he was babbling.

"...I'm sure you're doing a good job, sweetheart." Yunho stepped forward to shut the laptop. It seemed like Jongho was watching something even more explicit than masturbation. The boy in the video was riding a big pink dildo while pumping out strings of cum. "Can you show me how good you do it?"

"W-Well, I'm not as good. He... He has something else in..."

Yunho tilted his head and lifted Jongho's chin. "In?"