Autumn is a second spring

2. Cubicle

Ohm was pretty pissed. The urgent meeting had taken longer than he expected.

All the artists including Fluke had left the arena to change out of their uniforms. He was the only one left wearing the battle gear and camouflage paint on his face.

He hurried to the locker room. The locker room was empty as everyone else had already returned to the seating area to watch the rest of the competitions.

Ohm quickly stripped himself down and wore a towel around his waist. He had to take a quick bath. He was sweaty and smelly as hell.

Taking another towel to dry his hair after bath and toiletries, he headed to the gents bathroom.

There was not a single human soul in the vast room which accommodated several bathing cubicles.

He set down his toiletries on the white marble slab near the row of wash basins. He looked at his reflection in the mirror.

The camouflage paint on his face reminded him of the time he used to go on missions.

Ohm sighed, turning on the warm water tap. He splashed the water on his face. He then squeezed out some face wash and gently rubbed it over his face. Using a face flannel,  he gently scrubbed the skin.

He washed his face off foam and looked in the mirror. There were residues left here and there on his face. He took a cotton pad dripped a few drops of baby oil and rubbed it over the stubborn stains. The paint and the stains come right off pretty quickly.

Ohm picked up his face wipes to clean up areas such as ears, eyebrows, hairline, eyelids and creases that held on to the colour.

With that, he was finally able to see his natural face in the reflection.

He dumped the used wipes and cotton pads into the trash can and headed to the bathroom cubicle.

He preferred using the innermost cubicle because it gave him a better sense of privacy.

Just as he was about to enter the cornermost cubicle, a hand reached out from the cubicle in the opposite row and pulled him in.

"I thought you already left. Didn't think you would be waiting for me in here! " Ohm was glad to see his boyfriend.

"If I don't wait for you, then whom else should I wait for? " Fluke wrapped his hands around Ohm's neck.

Ohm snaked his hands around Fluke's tiny waist, dipping his head to claim his boyfriend's lips into a smouldering hot kiss. Their lips moulded in sync as they tasted the wetness inside each other's mouths.

Both of them were panting heavily as their lips parted.

" You have no idea how hot you looked in that uniform in the arena, phi. " Fluke didn't peel his gaze off Ohm's lips.

"Really? Then I don't mind wearing it again for you." Ohm whispered kissing his boyfriend's cheeks. He had already peeled off the towels on both of them.

Fluke could feel Ohm's large hand fondling his perky ass. He turned on the shower, letting the water hit them.

He let out a small gasp when Ohm spread his butt cheeks and slid his hand into the gap in between them. "And... and when you took the last shot."  He moaned at the sensation of Ohm's fingers inside him. "... you were so sexy that..."

Fluke felt his brain turning into mush as Ohm thrust his fingers in and out of him. He couldn't even complete his sentence. He was lost in ecstasy. 

"That what baby?" Ohm asked in a teasing tone. He slowly kissed Fluke's velvety skin. He knew what these small gestures had on his boyfriend.

"That... I... wanted you... inside me..." Fluke said in between the laboured breaths.

Ohm smirked, pleased by Fluke's request. He pulled out his fingers from his boyfriend.

Fluke protested feeling the absence. But before he could protest, he was flipped around in a quick motion, Goosebumps rose on his skin as Ohm's soft wet tongue glided over his skin from the back of his neck, down the spine to his exposed hole.

He couldn't hold back his moans when his boyfriend started eating him out, squatting on the bathroom floor. His hardened cock was nuzzled inside the huge hand of his lover, who was stroking it vigorously.

He was shaking all over by the electrifying sensation at the pit of his stomach. Soon, he released his thick juices, panting heavily.

Ohm gently supported his boyfriend, getting back on his feet. "Are you ready to take me baby?" He asked in whispers.

Fluke nodded without looking at his boyfriend. He could still feel Ohm smiling even without looking.

Ohm entered Fluke in one go. He knew his boyfriend liked it that way. As he felt the warm tightness around him, he let out a low moan. "How come you are still so tight, baby?" He asked in whispers.

This was something that Ohm was really curious about.  Having dated the little guy for almost three years, he had lost count of the times he had entered the younger one. Every time he couldn't help but marvel at how tight and narrow his boyfriend's entrance was.

Instead of answering that question, Fluke threw his head back, claiming his boyfriend's lips with his.

Ohm couldn't hold back anymore. His hips started moving robustly, exerting all his passion. His nails dung into Fluke's narrow hips.

He licked and sucked on Fluke's neck, while one of his hands found its way to the little pink nub on the latter's body. He pinched and flicked the pebbled nub.

"P' Ohm, don't leave marks, na..." Fluke said while panting hard. "We still have to attend the award ceremony." He remained his boyfriend. He clenched onto Ohm's black locks as his insides were being rammed by the long shaft.

"I'm close" Ohm responded as he plunged faster and faster into Fluke until he finally let out his white thick juice filled with his seeds.

He pulled out his softening cock out of Fluke, who kissed his lips lightly. "I love you, phi."

"I love you too, Noo." He hugged the trembling boyfriend with both hands. 

Fluke felt fulfilled as Ohm's juiciest flowed out of his hole. He loved the feeling. This was one of the reasons why he loved taking his boyfriend raw. "Do you want me to help you scrub your back? " He offered, finally gaining some strength.

"Yes, please." Ohm kissed his forehead. He was so in love with the little one.

Fluke smiled, pouring some of the coffee-flavoured body wash into the loofah. He started scrubbing his boyfriend's chiselled torso. Ohm mirrored his boyfriend's actions. 

They took their own sweet time helping each other bathe.

"P' Yoon is going to kill us," Fluke commented drying his hair with a blow drier.

"I'm sure he has already figured it out when he noticed that you weren't around," Ohm wasn't worried about his manager's rage.

Fluke chuckled seeing the goofy smile on his boyfriends face.