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- 𝔼ℙ𝕀𝕃𝕆𝔾𝕌𝔼 𝟙 (𝕄) -
𝕤𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕛𝕠𝕠𝕟𝕘
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• third pov •
(three years later)
seonghwa and hongjoong had been dating for three years now, and the two had moved in together in an apartment not to far from campus, since hongjoong was still attending though now as a senior instead of a freshman. the complex wasn't far from the others- all of them naturally living close to one another, and their bonds were just as, if not stronger, then before.
it was dark outside, coming up to a little past nine o'clock, and seonghwa was becoming restless, wearing only his boyfriends shirt, while watching hongjoong work on a project for his classes.
he couldn't understand how the boy looked so attractive sitting there producing whatever he was producing for his class, but he knew he wanted him badly. and he was growing frustrated every time he made an advancement only for hongjoong to turn it down.
"hongjoong please?" seonghwa whimpered, huffing when his boyfriend shook his head, not even looking up from his laptop.
"seonghwa i'm busy right now." hongjoong mumbled, trying hard to hide his smirk. he knew exactly what seonghwa wanted, and knew just now needy the boy was becoming.
"not doing anything important..." seonghwa said under his breath, but it was loud enough for hongjoong to hear. the younger finally looked over at his boyfriend, who was sitting on hongjoongs bed lazily with a pout over his face.
"nothing important?"
seonghwa looked up at hongjoong, face red and lips parted with shock at the fact that hongjoong had heard him. "so you want me to drop my project, which is due this friday, just to fuck your needy little hole and fill you up?" hongjoong scoffed, getting up from his chair and walking over to seonghwa, stopping in front of him.
"is that it?"
seonghwa nodded weakly, looking down again and fiddling with the hem of his shirt, it was so easy for hongjoong to break the boy down into a submissive mess, "please joongie i jus-"
hongjoong rolled his eyes, cutting off the boys pleading by gripping his chin, forcing him to keep eyes contact with him.
"just how slutty are you seonghwa? are you actually begging for me to stuff you full? you want my dick inside you that badly?" his voice was laced with disgust, deep and pouring out lust and admiration for the boy.
