♡Maybe I Don't Hate You | Yeongyu/Beomjun♡

Yeonjun/Beomgyu's POV | 26

*Yeonjun's POV*

At the dinner table, Beomgyu and I sat on one side while his mom sat on the opposite side. The table was fairly small, so I sat real close to Beomgyu... because why not? The closer, the better.

I should probably be more talkative.

"Yeonjun, how is Beomgyu? Does he treat you well?"

"Mhm. You raised him really well, hahah. He's really considerate, and he's a great cook."

By this time, Beomgyu had already started eating, and my eyes focused on his thigh. I love his thighs. I saw an opportunity, and I took it.

"Mck!" He almost choked on his food. I had put my left hand on his thigh and gave it a rough squeeze.

"Are you good?" His mom asked.

"Yeah. It's just hot mama."

He gave me a dangerous side eye and went back to eating. The table, while small, it was pretty high up, meaning that you couldn't really see what my arm was doing from the other side.

I reached for the button of his pants and then continued massaging his inner thighs. See, if we were in a restaurant or something, I would've dragged him out and fucked him in the bathroom or even the car, but I can't. I'm in the mood for teasing him though, and I wanna see him squirm in pleasure.

"Beomgyu? How is school?" She asked.

"School's *hiss* good. My grades— they're good— too..."

"You okay?"

"Mhm." He said, squinting.

I unzipped his pants and moved my hand all over his cock through his briefs while continuing to eat.

"So who's the more manly one of the relationship?"

"Definitely not Beomgyu." I joked.

"I didn't think so either, hahah!" She laughed.

I slid his dick out completely so it was free, and is literally bounced and swayed because of how hard it was. It was hot, wet, veiny, and slimy, just waiting to be sucked, but there's no way I could get it in my mouth at the moment.

"Does Yeonjun treat you well?" She questioned.

"Ack~ yeahhh..." Beomgyu replied as I continued to stroke him. He used his right hand to grip my arm and he dug his nails into it as his breaths became louder.

"I-it's allergy season, he'll be okay."

*Beomgyu's POV*

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS HE DOING?!

Listen... do I want him to stop? Hell no, it feels great. His big, warm hands on my hard cock felt like heaven. But my mom was directly across the table. I think she noticed that I kept looking down at the action, because she asked: "What's going on?" She stood up and looked like she was about to walk over to me.

ohmygodohmygodohmyfuckinggod

"What? Nothing! Mama, please don't worry... M-my nose is just running, and I don't want you to *ack* see it all running down my face, hahah.

She sat back down. I managed to rip his hand away, and I fixed my pants.

"Are you guys spending the night?"

"Not this time mama, but next time we will."

"Will you two be okay driving this late? You look really sleepy baby bear."

"We'll be just fine Mrs. Choi." Yeonjun said with a gentle smile.

My mom gave us some containers filled with food and escorted us out of the house. "Thank you guys for the Peonies and the veggies!" She thanked us happily.