Ateez One Shots

Dream of You

Hongjoong was excited. His cock pitched a tent in his shorts. Finally, he was getting Seonghwa to himself after another long day of dance practices.

"Sure you're not too tired for this?" Seonghwa said.

"Never. Come here," Hongjoong replied.

Seonghwa was a silhouette against the dusk sky framed in the window behind him as he slinked across the bed toward Hongjoong.

"We have to take care of this, don't we?" he said, palming Hongjoong's raging boner through his shorts. Seonghwa locked lips with Hongjoong. Each of them could smell and taste the sweat of the other, a musky scent that only turned Hongjoong on more.

Seonghwa eased Hongjoong back as they kissed, pressing the lower halves of their bodies together. Tongues contorted in desire for one another, and Seonghwa rocked his hips against Hongjoong.

Joong smiled into the kiss when he felt Hwa's already hard cock rub against his own. The friction caused Hongjoong to moan quietly. He slid a hand down between their bodies and felt at Hwa's erection.

Seonghwa rolled them over, pulling Hongjoong on top and grinded up into him. His eyes rolled back in his head from the relief the friction brought.

Hongjoong sat up between Hwa's legs and began pulling at the waistband of his sweatpants. "Let's get these off you," he said. Seonghwa smiled and began to wiggle out of the sweats, pushing them down his legs, and then Hongjoong pulled them free and threw them aside. "That's new," Joong said, admiring Seonghwa's bulge in a black jockstrap.

"Our choreography has been so intense. I needed things... kept in place better," Hwa laughed. A faint blush rose in his cheeks.

"I want you inside me," Joong said.

Hwa pulled the jockstrap to the side to release his throbbing cock. He stroked himself once but Hongjoong took over quickly, jerking the curved dick lightly.

Seonghwa fished the bottle of lube and a condom out of the bedside table. "No condom," Hongjoong begged. "I want to feel you fill me up."

"Fuck," Hwa breathed. He pushed Hongjoong back so he could kneel. He removed Hongjoong's shirt and then pushed Joong down so he was lying on the bed flat on his stomach. Seonghwa yanked off Hongjoong's shorts and briefs and could smell his leader's scent on them.

Hongjoong heard the cap of the lube bottle snap open behind him and then felt the cold liquid pour onto his ass. Hwa spread his cheeks apart and drizzled more directly on Joong's hole, and then rubbed it around the rim and prodded at the pink entrance. One finger slipped in easily enough, so Haw added another and stretched Hongjoong.

"Hwa, it feels... more. I need your cock," Hongjoong whined.

Seonghwa continued stretching his leader and added a third, then fourth finger to probe at his insides. Seonghwa knew he found the prostate when Hongjoong moaned loudly and clutched at the sheets. Hongjoong lifted his ass and pushed backed onto the fingers penetrating him. Seonghwa could see Hongjoong's cock leaking precum onto the bed. Feeling that Joong was loose enough, he removed his fingers and inched closer so his cock head pressed against Hongjoong's slick hole.

"Yes, Hwa, put it-- ahh," Hongjoong buried his face in the bed as he felt Seonghwa's curved cock slide into him. He knew Hwa was balls deep when he felt pubes tickle his ass. Hongjoong sighed in pleasure at how full he was, eyes closed, as Seonghwa slowly drew his hips back to snap them forward again. "Take me, Hwa," Hongjoong moaned. He loved how rough Hwa could get when fucking him from behind.

Seonghwa traced his hands from Hongjoong's hips up his back, scratching with his nails as he went. Seonghwa leaned forward, resting one hand in between Hongjoong's shoulder blades, the other hand on the back of his head, holding Joong facedown into the bed.

"You like being my bitch, don't you? Like someone else in charge for a change," said Seonghwa. He thrusted into Hongjoong's ass at a steady rhythm. His body clapping loudly against Joong's ass each time he bottomed out.

"Yes, I'm yours," Hongjoong moaned into the bed.

Seonghwa began to grunt as he increased his pace. His hips snapped forward faster and faster, driving Hongjoong wild, forcing more precum to dribble out of his untouched cock. Pausing for a moment, Seonghwa readjusted his position and took hold of Hongjoong's hair, yanking his head back and holding it there.

When he continued fucking, he was hitting Hongjoong's prostate. "Right there," Hongjoong cried out and then gasped as Seonghwa's cock continued to hit his sweet spot with each thrust.

Seonghwa pulled harder on Hongjoong's hair and grunted out a warning. "I'm getting close."

"Me... too..." Hongjoong panted, sweat rolling down his face. "D-don't stop."

As Hwa reached his climax, he thrust aggressively one final time into Hongjoong's now loose hole and pumped his seed deep within him.

"I'm cumming too," Hongjoong whined as he felt Hwa's cock pulse and twitch inside him.

Hongjoong opened his eyes and stared into the dark. His mind raced as he took stock of where he was. He reached beneath his sheets and into his underwear. It was a hot, sticky mess. "A wet dream..." he complained in a whisper.

"Not again..."