her? ⇢ chensung ✔

zweiundvierzig

"ahh! o-oh lord..."

it was a usual incident of chenle's squeaky voice moaning out wordless noises of pure pleasure and his normally stable tone breaking midway riding jisung to sanity, although at the cost of riding himself to insanity.

he moved up and down the younger's shaft, moaning every now and then as jisung oh-so-perfectly hit his sweet spot every single time, while at the same point, stretching him out to oblivion. no matter the sheer amount of times they had their fair share of fun together, chenle could never get used to his boyfriend's shaft's size; it always amazed him to no end.

jisung, on the other hand, felt like this was the best coping method he had ever thought of. apparently, chenle agreed on helping him out whenever he underwent an overwhelming incident that he needs to cope with, and he meant it, literally.

no matter how fucked out he was, chenle would help him out, and most of the time, he took the lead by riding on his shaft, which gives jisung the relief of not having to lead the poor bottom.

although jisung did have his urges, he let himself finally relax for once and let chenle do what he pleased with him. the sheer sight of chenle moving up and down his cock, and the way his face scrunched in pleasure while his pale frame desperately tried to not collapse— was more than just a turn on.

chenle sped up his movements as he chased his climax, his wordless noises of pleasure increasing in both amplitude and frequency in the process. chenle's moans and mewls clashed with jisung's own deep and raspy groans and hisses, in a sort of a dirty harmony jisung would have the pleasure of listening to, every single time.

chenle finally stopped his movements with his trademark dolphin scream preceding his climax, white strands sticking all over both their bodies which leads jisung into his own climax, filling him up.

chenle collapsed on to his chest, gasping for breath after the heated exchange that they do almost every alternate day, fucking around like horny rabbits. chenle quickly presses his lips on to jisung's as he collects his breathing for a moment, before limping over to his own bedroom and letting jisung recollect his own thoughts.

jisung's thoughts wandered in haphazard directions as he smiled lazily as he leaned onto heuningkai's shoulder, almost looking as if he was wasted. heuningkai merely looked at him in disgust as he waved his hand in front of his face, but all in vain.

"bitch! wake up already!" heuningkai jerked his shoulder, which led to jisung's upper body being thrown off and collapsing on the desk, hitting his forehead in the process. "ow..." he groaned out, not happy about his rude awakening from the recalling he just did.

"ji, i swear, i don't know what the fuck went over with your goddamn head, but please, for fuck's sake, stop daydreaming on me!" heuningkai snapped, disgusted at jisung's actions.

jisung, on the other hand, took quite a while to snap back to his normal trance, before realizing what exactly he was daydreaming about. his face burned an intense crimson as he hitched his breath, a string of apologies leaving his mouth in the process. "i-i'm so sorry, kai, i was just-"

"alright, i don't want to hear about it," heuningkai deadpanned, resembling renjun in a weird way. "whatever new coping mechanism you took, certainly isn't going to help me with your antics."

the unknown innuendo heuningkai slipped in the middle of his innocent statement, made jisung's imagination go haywire for a second. what if...it did happen, just like how jaemin once explained it to be?

chenle in the middle, as the two of them rail him into oblivion, and heuningkai even marking chenle in places only jisung was supposed to touch him?

that is a possibility that could possibly happen.