Random Oneshots Pt. 2

C. Jun x L. Jun: {Fate} [M]

Since the two main leads are named 'Jun' I'll be referring to them with their last names

POV: 3rd Person

  Choi Jun knows he's in trouble the moment he wore his new suit and the way the younger eyes him like he's meat in a lion's den. The younger might not look it with his innocent eyes and small frame, but f*ck. He was dominating to a sense that even he has to back up.

  It's not like it would be their first time having semi-public or public s*x, even as they knew better than to not do those things. But C. Jun had already practically outed them when he sat on his office's desk and pulled onto L. Jun's lanyard for their lips to meet (it didn't take long for him to be pushed back onto the desk's top and ravished right there at work).

  So, for the whole day today, he'd been trying to avoid going into his office where he'd definitely catch himself in trouble with the younger male or even going to the bathroom while L. Jun was in sight.

  Lee Jun obviously noticed that the older is avoiding the places where it would be easiest for him to catch. So all he did was have to wait for the older to slightly mess up his steps around the office and push him somewhere private.

  He's been staring longer than he should while he waited. How those pants tug and stayed snug against the taller's thighs, showing his a** just right if he bent because the vest wasn't covering enough. Was the older just trying to tease him or what? Was he trying to show others his body out in the open when it was just for L. Jun to see?

  And with those glasses - f*ck. How he'd love to see the older gasping and fogging up those glasses when it falls onto his swollen and saliva-covered lips as he breathes erratically and trying to catch his breath as he pounds into the older right on his desk. So harshly that the table creaks and breaks.

  He's getting ahead of himself already. But just as he breaks away from his trance, someone finally left his office. It was the first time C. Jun sat in there today. He wasn't missing this chance, as it was already late and almost everyone went home (not like the office being crowded would stop him anyway).

  So he hastily makes his way into the office before the taller could take his chance and leave, smirking as the older opens the door to find him. Gulping as his glasses falls back onto his nose when L. Jun pushes him back in, "Daepyonim, I'd like to have a small chat."

  He pushes the older back in, clicking the door with a tiny inaudible lock and pushes him down, so he'd kneel, he gives the taller a pat on the cheek as he looks down at him, a hand grabbing at his hair and pulling it as the other quickly undo the belt. He pulls down his pants and undergarment just enough, so his hard-on would slap at the male's cheek.

  C. Jun stares as he gulps, looking up behind those long lashes, and he looks so f*ckable. It doesn't take much for him to open his mouth and take the younger in just like that. "Look at you taking me in just like that. I bet you've been waiting. You wanted me to f*ck you raw, don't you?" He growls as he pulls onto the taller's hair, making him choke on his erection, but sucks nonetheless.

  The glasses do indeed fall down onto the male's lips, swollen even if they hadn't even kissed. Those plump full lips wrap around his c*ck, obediently kneeling on the ground, his own erection barely hidden under those dress pants. He slightly presses his feet onto the middle area. Earning a moan that vibrated around him, he feels the male buck his hips out of instinct for some pleasure.

  And so he lets him until he comes into his mouth, he removes his feet, earning a whine. "Swallow." And C. Jun does what he asks, he pulls him up and pushes him onto the desk, spreading open his legs and pulling down his pants. "Jagi, I'll make you feel good." By now, outside the office was already dark, the lights turned off. No one was here on this floor but them.

  "P-please, Jun-ah." The older gasps, pushing his hips down to get anything, so he pulls him off the desk, manhandling him around and making him bent over the desk. He slams himself in easily as they've already had a small session this morning before work (or, well, C. Jun couldn't hold himself last night and rode him while he was sleeping. It was a pleasant morning call when the older couldn't control his moans). They don't go to work together anymore as it'd create too many suspicions, and they've both agreed on it.

  He bends over C. Jun, a hand on his hips to keep him in place and the other moving towards his hickey-adorned neck, grasping it lightly, slowly tightening as he pulls the older a bit upward so his back arches. In a suit like that and his pants almost halfway down, f*ck, he knows the older wouldn't survive.

  So he f*cks him, hard and fast, until both of them could hear the desk creaking violently under them. Even the taller warns him, but he keeps going. C. Jun clenches down on him as he comes, it takes him a few thrusts to release into the warmth. Filling the older up. It was a good thing he held onto the director because after a few seconds, the desk falls right in front of them and C. Jun is hovering above the mess. "F*ck.." He hears the older pant as he curses.

  "Sorry, Hyung."

  "Yah, you should know better! A-ah! Ngh-" His scolding stops when L. Jun moves inside of him to shut him up.

  "Shut up, let's just start cleaning before the janitor finds out and scold us."

  "You're impossible."

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Author's note: Haven't even finished the show