the stars aligned for us | sunsun

23

song: mood –dpr ian

23| house tour?

r-ring.

sunghoon smirked. bingo.

"yah jungwon, you're phone's ringing!" sunghoon yelled for his brother.

jungwon hurried rushed out, his hands still dripping with water from running them under the tap. quickly wiping them against his jeans, he picked up his phone.

"hello, jake hyung? what's up?"

the silence was quite deafening within the room, or at least to sunoo. he could feel sunghoon itching to be nearer to him.

jungwon held his phone away from his mouth, "be back in the few minutes, i'm taking the call outside. the reception here is quite shitty."

sunoo forced a smile, "sure won."

the front door shut with a click and within seconds sunghoon had narrowed the gap between them.

silently, sunghoon clamped his hand on sunoo's wrist dragging the boy to his room. sunghoon proceeded to lock the door, swiftly caging sunoo against it.

sunoo was already delirious. sunghoon's face was millimetres away from his. his musky scent was overwhelming him, fuck, he had the urge to just cling onto sunghoon and nuzzle against his neck.

control sunoo. control.

he was trying to be indifferent. it doesn't do to let someone with an ego like sunghoon's know how much power he has. sunoo doesn't lean in, doesn't make it easy or seem too keen. sunghoon tangles his fingers in sunoo's hair, tugging and pulling gentle enough that it doesn't hurt but strong enough to feel his presence.

sunghoon moves in so close that sunoo can feel his lean body pressed up against his, his warmth slowly seeping through the barrier of clothes between them. sunoo yearned to close the inch wide gap between their lips.

he didn't know whether sunghoon could see his ache but he leans in to caress sunoo's neck, slow and gentle. his nose ghosting over his neckline, trailing small kisses on his collarbone.

fuck, he's making me wait and i can hardly bare it.

sunoo wanted his lips now, he desperately wanted to seal their lips. the small twitch of sunghoon's lips against his neck was enough confirmation that he was waiting.

he waiting for sunoo to beg.

sunoo placed his palms on sunghoon's shoulder, unable to stand on his own any longer. the tension, the lust, the anticipation all made him dizzy.

"hyung..." sunoo whined.

sunghoon tutted, "what do you want baby?"

"hyung, kiss me, please," sunoo begged, softly.

"desperate are we? i guess you are since you had my brother's hands all over your body. did he make you squirm? did you get turned on when he asked you to strip? did you throb when his eyes roamed all over you?" sunghoon whispered against his ear before his teeth sharply met his flesh on his neck.

sunoo let out a strangled moan as sunghoon bit, sucked and licked his all over his neck. he could feel his muscles tighten and blood rush to his neck. he didn't need to look in the mirror to know the fresh marks that would bloom on his neck sooner or later.

"h-he...didn't...i-your gaze was- s-so..." sunoo whined as his fists tightened around sunghoon's sweatshirt.

sunghoon pulled away. completely. he stood straight up, towering over sunoo who was slumped against the door, his legs trembling slightly.

sunoo reached out to grab sunghoon who swiftly took a step back.

"apologise baby. tell me no one will ever see you like that again."

sunoo looked up into sunghoon's eyes and he wondered if his pupils were blown as wide, dilated with lust as sunghoon's. he had a sinister smirk, as he watched sunoo be a wreck.

he's a total utter wreck because of me.

"i'm sorry hyung. you're the only one who can see me like this. fuck, i only want you hyung. please, please, please kiss me. touch me," sunoo begged, licking his pouty lips.

sunghoon's blood rushed south. if he was sporting a semi earlier, he was now completely rock hard. how long could he hold out anyways? it was sunoo, they were talking about. just about anything related to him makes sunghoon's resolve crumble.

"fuck, baby don't cry," sunghoon whispered wiping the small tear that escaped sunoo's eyes.

sunghoon finally gave in, satisfied, his warm lips meeting sunoo's glossy ones. his fingers slowly trailed up sunoo's naked torso, the cold sensation making sunoo's hair stand.

sunghoon groaned softly when sunoo's fingers traced against his faint lines on his toned stomach. sunghoon bit and suck every inch of sunoo's lips, savouring the sweet peach flavour of his lip balm and busking in his vanilla, woody mint scent.

"sunoo hyung! sunghoon hyung!" upon hearing jungwon's yell, sunoo pushed sunghoon away quickly.

he can't believe they had a full on make out session with sunghoon's brother barely a few feet away.

sunoo quickly tugged on his hoodie, thankfully covering the purple splotches that decorated his neck. he threaded his fingers through his hair making sure it wasn't disheveled, looking into the mirror beside them.

he turned around to meet sunghoon's gaze. "yah your brother is coming and you look like shit."

sunghoon smiled, "fuck you're so cute."

sunoo rolled his eyes before unlocking the door coming face to face with jungwon.

"what are you doing in here?"

before sunoo could speak, sunghoon cut in, "i was showing him around. you know being a hospitable host and stuff."

jungwon nodded skeptically.

"i gotta go. i'll see you in school tomorrow!" sunoo exclaimed, rushing out of the apartment.

jungwon frowned at how peculiar sunoo was acting and how sunghoon's eyes lingered way too long on his friend.

"hyung?"

sunghoon snapped out of his trance, "yeah?"

jungwon shook his head.

i'll just pretend i never saw sunoo's plump bitten lips and sunghoon's cheesy as fuck smile

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