Chapter Twelve

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"Oh, fuck~" Jeongin groans as Seungmin works up and down his length skillfully.

Which, his skill is odd because he's only been with Jeongin and he doesn't give the younger blowjobs often.

This whole fling only started recently, so his skills are, of course, rather confusing.

Seungmin pulls away with a soft 'pop' and licks his lips, looking up at Jeongin with an innocent expression.

"What, why did you stop?" Jeongin scoffs and gently grips Seungmin's hair, pulling at it a bit and making the older close his eyes and his smile drop.

"You're too loud, you'll wake someone up," he grumbles, still using his hands to pleasure the other as he opens his eyes once more and looks at Jeongin who simply sneers.

"That's rich, coming from you."

Seungmin flushes a deep shade of red.

"Hurry up. Unless you want me to fuck already," the younger scoffs and lets Seungmin's head drop, removing his hand.

Seungmin stays quiet as he stands, avoiding eye contact.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm not hurrying, so what do you think?" Seungmin replies sassily and removes his own shirt.

"Seriously? Now we're gonna wake someone up," Jeongin chuckles and grabs Seungmin's waist, bringing him closer and placing gentle kissing along his now naked chest.

"Maybe I don't care anymore," Seungmin rolls his eyes and slowly climbs onto Jeongin's lap.

Jeongin hums in agreement and pulls Seungmin into a passion-filled kiss, his tongue exploring the elder's mouth.

'He tastes so fucking good... I don't think I'll ever get tired of this,' he thinks as they pull away, lying Seungmin down on his back, leaving a trail of kisses.

"Mmphf~" Seungmin's attempt at being quiet is almost laughable.

Even muffled, his moans are louder than when he speaks.

"Tell me what you want," Jeongin demands.

"I want you to fuck me so hard I can't walk for the next week," Seungmin says, speaking clear as day without a hint of shyness.

He's gotten less shy over time and more eager for moments like this.

Moments where he can let go and just be fucked into the sheets.

"Good boy~ so verbal. I love it~" Jeongin kisses his cheek.

"Can I leave marks?" He then asks sweetly, kissing the older male's neck gently.

"I'll murder you if you don't," Seungmin says breathlessly, to which Jeongin grins and begins sucking a few marks and leaving bites all over his neck, without a care in the world for whoever's gonna see it later.

All thoughts of their sleeping hyungs in the other room have dissipated.

"You taste so good," Jeongin says, words muffled against the elder's neck, "So fucking good I just wanna fuck you until dawn," he mumbles, more to himself.

"Then fucking do it. I dare you," Seungmin grins, gently taking Jeongin's face in his hands and kissing him sweetly.

Jeongin doesn't reply, nor does he pull away, as he quickly removes his own clothes.

He does pull away to get some lube and a condom, but his lips quickly find Seungmin's once again as if they were magnets, drawn to each other.

Quickly removing the other's clothes, nearly ripping the fabric in their neediness, Jeongin turns his hyung around to prep him.

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