Very Unlikely (Seongjoong)

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Seonghwa and Hongjoong we're propped, half sitting in Hongjoong's bed, Seonghwa's back pressed against Hongjoong's chest, the back of his head resting on his shoulder.

"You're adorable."
Hongjoong spoke, gently kissing Seonghwa's head.

Seonghwa hummed. Slightly stirring to look up at Hongjoong. Hongjoong sucked a sharp breath through his teeth, receiving a tilt of the head from Seonghwa.

"You okay, ba-"

Seonghwa was quickly cut off by Hongjoong speaking over him.

"Fine. Stop moving."

Seonghwa aplogized and settled back into Hongjoong's hold. Being careful not to move against him too much.

The two talked for what felt like, and may have possibly been, hours. Until Hongjoong's words were slowly replaced with gentle snores, his face nuzzled against Seonghwa's neck. His hands rested on Seonghwa's stomach. Hongjoong's soft breaths hitting his neck.

Seonghwa really wasn't a particularly sexual person. But for some reason, immense sexual frustration was getting to him. But he also absolutely wasn't going to bother Hongjoong with it anytime soon. He just tried his hardest to push it to the back of his mind.

But the thought of his body on Hongjoong's sent chills down his spine. Extremely aware of every point of contact slowly driving him insane. He could feel the arousal growing in his lower stomach. Cursing himself.

He gently removed Hongjoong's hands from around him, desperately trying to stand, without waking Hongjoong, wanting to go handle himself somewhere else.

He heard Hongjoong inhale, lifting his head.

"You feel warm. Are you feeling okay?"
Hongjoong asked. Pressing kisses onto Seonghwa's neck.

Seonghwa tilted his head to the side, giving Hongjoong more access, threading his fingers through the boy's black hair.

Hongjoong hummed. Running his hands up underneath Seonghwa's shirt, dragging his fingers across the smooth skin of Seonghwa's abdomin.

Hongjoong froze. Lifting his head once again, removing his hands.
"Sorry."
Hongjoong breathed.

Seonghwa's body relaxed, slumping into Hongjoong once again. Whining at the loss of contact.

"Whiney."
Hongjoong whispered.

Seonghwa hummed. Not exactly hearing what Hongjoong said.

"Nothing. Sorry. I- you just made noise. It- nothing. Get some sleep."
Hongjoong stuttered.

"No. I want you to make me make more noise."
Seonghwa sat, turning his body to completely face Hongjoong. His legs resting on either side of Hongjoong's hips.

Hongjoong tensed.
"I don't wanna hurt you."

Seonghwa smiled.
"You won't hurt me, baby."

"I don't want to use you."
Hongjoong's voice was hushed.

Seonghwa nodded.
"Than we don't have to if you're not ready! I don't want to pressure you."
Seonghwa brushed his thumb over Hongjoong's cheek, feeling the boy push into him.