Still Flowers For You [SeungJin]

Chapter 53 - Finale

A/N: This is the finale but there will be an epiloge. I'll probably be writing some one-shots in the series or extended epilogue as time goes by since it's sort of canon based.

Do let me know how this sequel was.

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"That sure was a lot of hugging." Jeongin whispered in a suspicious voice.

Hyunjin shivered and wondered why because his brain was still filled with music. Looking down he saw the big gap on his upper thighs – he wore loose pants that had holes there and underneath he wore white fishnets which he hoped Seungmin appreciated because they were a surprise for him and hoped they reminded him of their trip.

He smiled at Innie and bent backwards until he almost fell – and some of the others were already gasping in fear - but he shifted forward with all his weight and fell back on his knees instead– which actually had kneepads underneath his trousers – and then he raised his hands upwards and soon enough, Seungmin was facing him and grabbing his hands and pulling him up. It felt like Seungmin was shaking the giggles out of him as if he was one of those salt or pepper shakers but it was good. They were good. It was almost like the dance never stopped.

Seungmin locked them in the fourth floor bathroom soon after and ripped those fishnets off him with a very insincere 'sorry'.

"You're not sorry but neither am I." Hyunjin giggled. His trousers got stuck on his knees because of the kneepads; he loved how constrained and safe that made him feel.

"You were so good in there. You dance so well."

Something in Hyunjin swelled up; not his dick that was already almost fully hard but something he couldn't pinpoint. Maybe his pride? His self-worth?

"We were so good. It was a pair performance." He gasped out. Every off-beat, he felt the arousal acutely. Gasp-word-arousal-word-arousal; it was like its own dance.

"Sure. I was good too. I'm not denying that. You know what else I'm also great at?" Seungmin teased him with fingers brushing down his sweaty spine.

"Everything?"

"I'm not sure about that but I'm great at breath control."

Seungmin rarely actually boasted about things but this time he wasn't simply joking. Of course he knew that Seungmin had great breath control! It was one reason why Seungmin was such a great singer.

"I know. Your singing technique is almost impeccable." He praised. There was always room for improvement but he needn't say that to Seungmin because he'll put in the time and work to get better anyway.

"Yes. Know what else it's good for?"

Hyunjin frowned. Quiz time now? He applied himself if finding a few answers. Seungmin knew how stupid he got when he was in subspace but he wasn't there yet and wanted to be competitive. Not drowning? Running? He opened his mouth to speak and a moan came out.

Seungmin had grabbed his ass – a very normal thing – and pulled the cheeks apart slightly and blew air in the middle.

"Eating this" Seungmin said. He must have a smirk on his face; he could hear it. Then there was ringing in his ears as Seungmin licked him. The first time was always a surprise; he forgot the intensity since they last time they did it. Maybe it was to protect himself because it was so good and never enough and he'd always craves more.

"Seungminnie!" he whined as he laid his head on the counter. He didn't have enough energy to keep his head up. As a result, his voice was muffled slightly but acoustics in bathrooms were great. It sounded like a whole concert of panting and moaning and shuffling – Hyunjin to try to assuage the pleasure so he doesn't come immediately and Seungmin so he found a better position on his knees to best press his face in between his cheeks.