-"¡callarse la boca!" -"Hazme."

SunKi: Plane Sex ≠ Plain Sex

“Where are you going?” Jungwon asked Niki in a low voice. Everyone else were fast asleep, in the middle of the afternoon. They were all very tired from practicing and preparing for their next comeback, while still on tour. Right now, they are on their way to Milan for the Prada fashion show.

It has been 4 hours since Sunoo and Niki were texting each other, unsure of how they would have a quickie right now, with possibly multiple pairs of eyes on all seven of them. Going to the comfort room together would be very suspicious, they believe.

“Beside Sunoo hyung. He’s kind of mad at me,” Niki saw this opportunity when the woman on Sunoo’s right (the seat by the window), left to move to another seat. There was one vacant seat on the plane as someone must’ve cancelled on the last minute, or forgotten to. Enhypen, especially Jungwon, has gotten used to these two getting mad at each other every once in a while. They are the only two Enhypen members that you would see talking with each other at four in the morning while Heeseung plays League of Legends, or how Sunoo would feed Niki bunggeopang while watching him play, his hands firm on the controllers. Sunghoon once witnessed Niki watching Sunoo edits on Tiktok while smiling from ear to ear. ‘ We’re friends ,’ they tell them. Despite everything they’ve seen, maybe they got used to their suspiciously close relationship, but they believe them. Jungwon nodded in response, putting his ear buds in to go back to sleep.

When Sunoo felt a presence close to him, he slightly flinched, only to realize that it was Niki. “Hi..” Sunoo said. Hi? Really? Why is he even so nervous, it’s just Riki.. and 17 other people, 13 of whom he doesn’t know. I mean, they’re idols and strangers hearing un-idol noises between them wouldn’t be something to look forward to. If they ever get caught, that is. They are so painfully horny, they cannot go on any longer.

“Hi,” Niki sat beside Sunoo, subtly planting a single kiss on his neck right above his collar. Niki, still laying on Sunoo’s shoulder, ran a hand through Sunoo’s locks. “I miss having my hand completely underneath all this,” he teased, knowing how much his hyung loved his long hair and how he was planning to grow them. To his and his fans’ dismay, the stylists have cut it, as per the company’s command. “You’re beautiful either way,” he whispers, sending shivers through the older’s spine, his dick twitching almost immediately. Sunoo moaned softly, eyes closing from the sensational feeling. Will they even succeed with this? They’re nervous, but Niki looks so hot in his plain white t-shirt right now, how the hell is he gonna resist?

Sunoo took off his vest. “It’s so hot,” he says, making sure the other passengers would hear his annoyance. No one really cared about them nor who they were, but they had to make sure. His vest, together with the jacket he wore earlier today, covered his lap all the way to his chest, hindering anyone else from seeing what they were doing underneath. Sunoo began unbuttoning his buttondown until the first three, revealing way too much skin already. Very carefully, Niki tugged on the bottom of his top, causing for Sunoo’s neckline to fall only a few inches down. Niki gently spit on three of his own fingers, proceeding to touch Sunoo’s bare skin, starting from the bottom of his top, where the jacket and vest covered. He played with Sunoo’s right nipple like anyone’s going to steal them from him anytime soon. “Do you like that?” He whispered to which Sunoo responded, “Mhm. Very much.”

From the seats behind them and from their side where the members were, they seem like they are cuddling, Niki’s hands seemingly on Sunoo’s stomach, leaning toward him and giving him a comforting dongsaeng hug. Or so they thought .

Sunoo’s right hand reached for Niki’s thigh but Niki shoved them away, ignoring the pout on Sunoo’s lips that were evident even through the black mask. He spit on his other hand, slipping them on Sunoo’s behind, startling him a little. He looked beside him to see if anyone was watching. How could a sin feel so damn good? They ask themselves. If they really are sinning, why do they not feel an ounce of guilt nor regret for what they are doing? They are enjoying this much more than they should, and they love it.

Sunoo adjusted on his seat, letting his jacket cover him from behind as well, separating himself from the seat so Niki could comfortably do whatever he pleases to him. And so he did. The younger’s middle finger traced Sunoo’s hole before inserting all the way to the end of his nail. When he felt how tight Sunoo still is, he pulled them out to spit on them some more. Sunoo sighed before Niki continued where he left off a few seconds earlier, finally feeling a sense of wetness when his finger slipped right in. Sunoo felt himself grow taller, with a few inches of Niki’s finger in him. “Ah, fuck…”

Niki took that as a sign to insert his ring finger inside, looking for the right spot to continue moving, observing tears that are attempting to fall from Sunoo’s eyes, or how Sunoo’s brows would meet in overwhelming pleasure. “Yeah, r-right..” Sunoo started, unable to speak more than two words when Niki touched an area of his liking, “the..re, ah..” he finally said, whining and clawing on Niki’s right arm. Niki smiled, loving the feeling of making his hyung feel so good. He kissed him below his ear, tickling Sunoo a little. The hand playing with Sunoo’s buds went lower to the tightness of Sunoo’s pants.

“I will fuck you right when we get to that hotel room,” Niki breathed out. “I’m sorry baby, I love you but we can’t risk it here. Not now,” Sunoo understands where Niki is coming from and even if he feels the slightest disappointment, he doesn’t show it.

Niki notices, lifting Sunoo’s chin up with the index finger of the hand he pulls from under Sunoo’s top. “That doesn’t mean I won’t make you feel good,” he says, fingers moving separately inside the older. “Nggh,” he moans, biting on his own fingers behind his mask and attempting to stifle his moans.

Niki notices that the front of Sunoo’s pants were already wet with precum, so he decides to finish him of. He held Sunoo’s dick with the hand that was once on the skin of Sunoo’s chest. It took quite a few thrusts on the hole Niki formed with his hand, before Sunoo shivered from the cum racing out of him. He kept himself from rolling his eyes and screaming right there. Niki removed the fingers that were once inside of him. He can’t believe they just did that.

Sunoo was still panting when Niki offered a shoulder for Sunoo to rest on. “Go to sleep, hyung. We still have a long way to go,” he says, getting tissue out of his Prada handbag, cleaning his hyung up, although the mess stayed in his pants and the maknae’s hand.

When Sunoo finally fell asleep on his shoulder, he took the jacket he wasn’t wearing off his own seat and put it behind Sunoo like a pillow, letting him sleep on that instead. He went straight to the bathroom, groaning while remembering how Sunoo looked like earlier, and the whimpers he heard that went directly to the drum of his ear.