YEONGYU ONESHOTS

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"Hyung, stop, we're gonna get caught." Beomgyu hissed, feeling Yeonjun suckling an array of deep purple and blue hickeys on his neck.

Yeonjun nuzzled against his boyfriend's neck, his teeth grazing over the sensitive flesh as he pushed his boyfriend's concerns to the side. "No we won't, you're just paranoid, Beomie."

"I'm not parano- ah!" He let out a loud moan at a particularly hard bite, flushing at the sound he'd just made.

He turned a beet red, covering his face with both of his hands. "Oh my Go-"

"Well if you're this loud, then we're definitely gonna get cau-"

"Shut it hyung, you and your horny ass never let me-" He got interrupted again by Yeonjun roughly groping his ass, a needy whine leaving the raven haired boy's lips upon feeling the latter man handling him.

Yeonjun chuckled. "Me and my horny ass..? Sure, Gyu."

"Hyuuuung.." Beomgyu pouted, hitting Yeonjun's chest in retaliation. "Please don't.. I'm serious, what if someone comes in?"

Yeonjun faintly shook his head, continuing to suck on his boyfriend's neck. "They won't.."

"But what if-"

"Trust me, baby. They won't." He reassured, pulling back slightly just to cup Beomgyu's squishy cheeks in his hands, staring into his big, doe eyes that seemed like they could hold entire galaxies. "Nobody ever comes in here anyways.. we'll be fine, yeah?"

Beomgyu frowned, smitten at the reassurance, but still not feeling entirely at ease. He furrowed his brows, rationality catching up to him in waves the more he thought about this in all its logical sense.

"At least remind me again why we're doing this in a classroom, of all places?"

"Cause you were being a little tease." Yeonjun murmured. "You really think I didn't notice the way you were grinding on my dick? In the middle of the hallway, no less. How shameless, Beomie.."

Beomgyu flushed, cheeks casting a cute shade of pink as he tried to protect his wavering dignity.

"W-well.." He stammered. "It's not my fault you couldn't wait till we got home.."

"You know how impatient I am. I'd fuck you on the bus ride home if I had t-"

"Hyung!" Beomgyu blurted, mouth gaped open in surprise at the sheer bluntness of his boyfriend. "That's-!"

"What?" Yeonjun questioned innocently, sliding a hand down the waistband of Beomgyu's underwear. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

Beomgyu stilled, biting his lips as he shyly looked down. He felt his dick already beginning to twitch at the way Yeonjun's hand was massaging his ass. "..N-no-"

Yeonjun chuckled. "You're really bad at lying." He kissed Beomgyu's neck. "It's cute."

Beomgyu huffed, frustration creeping up to him. "Don't call me cute when you're about to have sex with me."

Yeonjun quirked a brow. "Oh? So we are gonna have sex? What happened to being afraid of getting cau-"

"Fuck me before I change my mind, Choi Yeonjun." Beomgyu spat.

Yeonjun's half lidded eyes went wide, suddenly caught off guard at his boyfriend's unexpected change of attitude and lack of honorifics. "..Whoa, Beomgyu.. you-"

He cleared his throat, trying to get past his embarrassing stuttering. "That was hot."

Beomgyu whined, nuzzling into his boyfriend's chest. "Oh my god hyung, just do me, please.. this is so embarrassing.."