-'n' Night Stands-🔞

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Doyoung slammed the door shut with his leg, lips locked in Haruto's hungry kisses. There were something different about the kisses, as the two were finally able to realize the feelings for each other. The kisses were unnecessarily long. Both of them taking in each other's breath, each other's scent as they delved deep into each other's mouth. Doyoung had his arms around Haruto's neck, and Haruto had his one's on Doyoung's tiny waist. They were giggling, sucking, smashing against the walls as they made the whole living room their playground.

Two adults in love. In a massive house. All alone.

Haruto pulled Doyoung's shirt from inside his pants, the brown coat long abandoned. Doyoung let his hands up, so that Haruto could undress him quickly. Haruto took off his boring blue tee as well, revealing the enviable figure he had. They held each other again, kissing as aggressively as before. Haruto pushed Doyoung to the stairs, and they stopped only to feel the kiss for a few more seconds.

Breathy "Mmmhmm"s left Doyoung's lips as Haruto pulled his lips again and again. Doyoung pulled Haruto's body closer to him.

"Ruto-" he spoke, panting, when Haruto stopped for a moment, "Let's go upstairs first."

Haruto obliged. He took Doyoung in a swift strong grip, Doyoung locked his legs around Haruto's waist. The former bit his lips with a smile when Haruto skipped steps just to be quicker. He smashed the door to his room open, went in and fell on the bed with Doyoung. He took no more than three seconds to unbuckle Doyoung's belt. Doyoung pulled him for a kiss again. But instead of lying down, he sat up, so Haruto was bound to sit too.

A few rounds of smooching later, Doyoung stood up, pushing Haruto off the edge that forced him to stand as well. He then turned, turning Haruto by the shoulders, made him sit on the bed. Haruto thought Doyoung would go undo his pants, so he even cooperated with the zipper, and Doyoung did undo his pants, but instead of touching his dick, he went down to the younger's feet.

Haruto saw Doyoung lift up his bare feet with one hand. Doyoung's makeup was all ruined thanks to the kisses, but some residual lipstick still smudged around his lips made him an absolute turn on. And Haruto was excited to no bounds. With that face, staring straight into the other's eyes, Doyoung left the first light peck on Haruto's toes.

Then another. The pecks turned to small kisses and soon heavy, open mouthed ones as the elder went upwards. He kissed Haruto's feet, ankle, shin, calf, knee and then his thighs. No one had ever kissed Haruto like that. He was mesmerised. Doyoung repeated the same for his hand too. First, sucking on the slender fingers, then his forearm, arm, shoulder, collar bone, chin and finally, lips. Haruto was so enchanted that he didn't even mind when Doyoung won the tongue fight and just licked him all over. Doyoung moved from his lips to his face, and then his chest. Haruto had his eyes closed from pleasure. Doyoung was indeed loving him, something he never felt before. And to think how skilled he had become in a few months- that he kept the mighty Haruto under his spell. Haruto forgot how to breathe, how to think, or how to respond. He let the elder kiss every inch of his skin, feeling the utmost joy of it.

Doyoung, however, had kept his senses keen, unlike Haruto. The moment they ebtered the room, he made sure the 'pandora's box' was at its place. He intentionally placed Haruto close to the bed stand, and he fucking willingly played with the younger to make sure he became successful in his mission. When Haruto was busy feeling Doyoung's tongue gliding against him, one of Doyoung's hand went in the box kept right below the bed. He found the familiar, feathery red thing used on him not long ago. As silently as possible, he picked it up, but it still jingled. So Haruto opened his eyes to check, but poor boy was a little bit late.