He was about to unbutton his shirt when he heard Dunk's voice from the door. "Need help?"
Joong jumped in surprise and immediately turned around. He saw Dunk standing at the door in casual clothes, dark blue pajamas. Joong felt strange seeing him. He had never seen Dunk wear anything other than his slave clothes. "Dunk! Why did you come in here?"
Dunk shrugged. "I've been waiting for you for hours ago. I was bored with the party so I just left." Dunk looked at Joong sharply. "You really enjoyed the party, didn't you? You were there for a long time. Were you impressed by the many beautiful girls there?"
Joong didn't know how to tell Dunk that he was actually waiting for him. "What exactly are you talking about?" he asked.
Dunk was silent. "You're going straight away?" he asked again, suddenly changing the topic.
Joong blinked. "So what?"
Dunk's face turned red. "Uh...I just thought... maybe I could...spend some time with you here. You know," Dunk swallowed hard before speaking again. "Just like we often do at your base. Besides, we won't... see each other again after this."
"Oh," answered Joong suddenly at a loss for words to answer. He looked down at himself who was still wearing that stupid, stiff shirt. "You mean you...I...this..."
Dunk stepped closer. "I'll help you," he said quietly, and then his fingers were on Joong's shirt collar, unbuttoning the buttons slowly one by one. Joong's body immediately stiffened as he felt the finger moving across his chest and stomach. When all the buttons have been opened, the shirt opened slightly in the middle, revealing his skin. Dunk put both hands in there and pressed his palms against Joong's stomach, his fingers spread wide. His thumb rubbed gently.
"Joong," Dunk whispered and leaned up to kiss him.
Joong froze for a few moments. It was the first time he felt his full lips on his, and it felt truly amazing. Dunk's fingers which were still rubbing his stomach made hi. even more unable to stand it and he immediately kissed him back, carefully at first but getting bolder as Dunk didn't distance himself. Joong licked Dunk's lower lip with his tongue making the man let out a muffled groan and open his mouth to meet their tongues. Joong felt even more burning and immediately lifted Dunk from the floor, wrapped the man's legs around his waist, their tongues still intertwined.
Somehow Joong finally managed to press against the wall, his hands were on Dunk's buttocks and squeezing them, while his lips continued to press kisses on Dunk's cheeks and neck. Dunk was very aroused and moved impatiently in his arms, Dunk's body which was starting to tense against Joong's stomach. Joong felt like he was going to explode when he felt Dunk rubbing his body against Joong's, his movements full of desperation
"Wait, wait," said Joong breathlessly, lifting his head from Dunk's neck, leaving a red suction mark there. "The clothes, we have to-"
Dunk muttered impatiently and got out of Joong's arms. And before Joong could stop him, the man knelt in front of him, his hands immediately busy opening Joong's trousers and lowering them.
"Dunk, wait a minute. What the- ugh!" Joong started, but immediately groaned and threw his head back until it hit the wall when Dunk held his bottom firmly and started licking the tip which was already leaking clear liquid, like a cat licking milk. And then something warm and wet enveloped Joong's possession, making him groan again.
"Dunk," Joong called, not believing what the man was doing to him. When he looked down, he saw Dunk's mouth stretched wide and sucking at his, pink and very erotic. The boy's cheeks were red as he continued to move his head back and forth, sucking Joong's with his lips and tongue. His hands wrapped around Joong's lower part which couldn't fit into his mouth. Meanwhile, his other hand was in his pants, pumping his own. And what Joong saw at that moment made the center of his body throb with pleasure.
