🔞Enhypen bxb smuts/imagines🔞

Love in a headlock (SUNGWON) (S)

🔞PENETRATION DENAIL🔞
🔞FINGERING🔞
🔞MULTIPLE TIMES🔞

TOP SUNGHOON
BOTTOM JUNGWON

Extra info:
❗️this is an OLD ass draft that I've had for a while sitting in my notes, so YES it's a bit confusing, BUT this wasn't originally an enhypen smut, so if any of the names are different, just tell me please🙆‍♀️❗️

'...stay...don't go...'

Usually, jungwon preferred to be on his hands and knees when sunghoon fucked him. He enjoyed sunghoon's weight pressing down on him, surrounding him. He loved it when sunghoon wrapped his solid arms around him and held him up while he pounded into him.

Once sunghoon bear-hugged him like that, he was done.

Gasping and groaning, begging sunghoon "...more please, harder..." Feeling sunghoon fucking him roughly, jungwon's world whited out, sunghoon was so deep inside him.

Not tonight.

Tonight, jungwon wanted to be on his back, holding sunghoon between his thighs, looking up into his eyes. Memorizing everything, because tomorrow sunghoon was going to take him to the airport and they were going to stand there awkwardly on the tarmac, looking at each other.

And in spite of all the words they'd spoken, the important things would still remain unsaid. Then they would hug and make empty promises to visit each other, aware they never would.

Both knowing that this was goodbye.

Jungwon ould get on the plane and look out the tiny window, watching until sunghoon became a tiny speck on the runway.

Jungwon as distracted by the wet, slick finger circling his opening. He wiggled and pushed down, encouraging the penetration, sighing at the careful way sunghyslipped his finger in.

Sunghoon leaned over and watched as he leisurely fucked jungwon with one, then two fingers, focused on making jungwon tremble and gasp with arousal.

After all the time they had spent together, sunghoon knew exactly how to make jungwon burn, how to draw out the pleasure until jungwon was screaming for it.

Sunghoon crooked his fingers and stroked jungwon teasingly, a look of intense concentration on his face.

Gasping, jungwon  quivered and arched, scrabbling for the headboard, sweaty hands slipping off the wood. He needed something to anchor him, something solid to keep him from falling off the edge of the bed. A moan was pulled out of him when sunghoon added another finger, slowly filling him.

Sunghoon waited a moment, then pulled his fingers out, being sure to slide and press firmly against jungwon prostate as he withdrew.

He repeated the motion, filling jungwon and then pulling out. Again and again, until jungwon was writhing, begging wordlessly, hands white on the headboard.

By this point, jungwon usually had his eyes tightly shut, unable to watch as sunghoon slicked up his hard cock.

Not this time.

Drawing on reserves of willpower he'd had no idea he possessed, he kept his eyes open, watching avidly as sunghoon touched himself, hands sliding up and down, spreading the slick. Jungwon looked up and met sunghoon's gaze, wondering fleetingly if his own pupils were as dilated before looking back down.

Sunghoon reluctantly stopped touching himself and shivered as he wiped his hands on the sheets, grabbing jungwon legs, pulling him up against his thighs.

With a sharp sound of agreement, jungwon scooted closer. He lifted his hips up so sunghoon could shove a pillow under him, making it easier for him to rest his cock against jungwon entrance.