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Jake has warned Heeseung umpteen times to not mark him, especially before a performance. But when would Heeseung ever listen? But on the other hand this was a very huge turn on for Heeseung, his hickeys peeking through Jake's ripped jeans was driving him crazy.

- warning : a lot and a lot of foreplay, buckle up. mostly just making out [ might drive you insane ]

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Jake has told Heeseung many, many times not to mark him. That they have concerts, shows, fan meetings. That the short-lived pleasure just isn't worth the risk. But did Heeseung ever listen? Of course not. 

Because the thing is, Heeseung loves marking Jaeyun. He likes the sense of dominance, like he owns Jake. And the way his boyfriend would moan oh-so sweetly during the whole thing just adds to the list of reasons of why Heeseung is so stubborn about this whole thing. Jake might think it's not worth the risk- but oh anything was indeed worth if he got to listen to the younger moan.

But because of his boyfriend, He has settled with marking hard-to-see places such as Jake's tummy, chest and thighs. This wouldn't normally pose a problem, except when Jake is assigned to wear these ripped jeans with holes dangerously close to his upper thighs, exposing some of the hickeys Heeseung had left the other night.

'I can't go out like this,'  Jake thought. 'Should I get the makeup artist to get me a concealer? No, but then she'd find out about this.'

'Damn you Lee Heeseung.' He sighs and sits down on the wooden stool just on the edge of his cramped dressing room. He was contemplating on how he'd deal with the situation at hand when suddenly there is a sharp knock on the door.

"Love? Our stage is up in an hour, you good?"

Ugh. Heeseung and his much flattering nick name. Jaeyun hates the hold the other has on him.

"Jakey?" Heeseung's voice sounds concerned as his knocking becomes more rapid. Sick of it, Jake abruptly turns the doorknob, and quickly locks the door behind Heeseung.

Heeseung was about to speak when Jake just put his index finger on top of his lips and pointed at the little hickeys peeking through the ripped part of his dark jeans.

Oh. Oh.

"Wow," Heeseung gasped.

"This isn't exactly something you should be amazed about considering our stage is up soon, hyung"

"No, I mean, that's fucking hot." This, this is exactly what Jake hates. 

"Hyung, I swear to god--"

Before Jake could continue, Heeseung pins both his hands towards the wall and pushes their lips together. Jake retaliates by biting on Heeseung's bottom lip, earning a loud groan from the older man. If Heeseung was so set on annoying the younger, then so was he,

"Heeseung, this isn't exactly the perfect time to make out. Like you said, we have engenes waiting for us out there." He calls his hyung by his name, just to sound more assertive, but he immediately regrets it as the elder smirks. 

"Yeah, well they can wait. I mean, how am I supposed to resist the temptation of devouring you when I see this?" He slides his hands down to Jake's thighs and squeezes them through the ripped holes, stifling a soft moan from the younger man. Jake then swats his boyfriend's hands away from his thighs and shoots him a glare. 

During their honeymoon phase, Heeseung was the most gentleman to ever exist on planet earth, still is indeed, but all the gentlemen image is shattered into pieces when he's with Jake now, especially when he's horny, not that Jake would ever complain, but this wasn't it. He had to perform in a while.