Coley_Merrin
Pairing: SiHen
Summary: College!au; Prompt: Where dandy gentleman Siwon (rich upperclassman/it boy in campus) goes after transfer student Henry (younger, musician, awkward, you get the picture...). Henry is a closeted drama queen thinking Siwon is in one of these bets that all teenage movies since the dawn of time seem to have. But the truth is, Siwon just wants to tap THAT. Donghae too. Y'know, like Siwon's best friend that's super dense but also super nice! The perfect guy next door that naive Henry would fall for?
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Coming into a new school in the middle of the year wasn't easy, especially in early grades when all the kids already had buddies. It was easier in college, since the start of new classes meant the shuffling of students and new teachers. There was always the possibility of someone new showing up. Henry had moved in about a week before classes, wanting to get acclimated to the area and the campus. But it still took him another couple of weeks to really get his bearings, really learn the ins and outs of directions, and get over the burn in his thighs from hiking a bunch of hills. Most of his classes were music oriented, so he felt comfortable there, but he was also taking Korean to supplement his knowledge.
He got assigned a language buddy, the knowledgable and patient Ryeowook. Ryeowook had a few distinctions in that he was friendly, was also in the music department, and - as someone pointed out to Henry like it was an accomplishment - was friends with a friend of the most popular guy on campus. Ryeowook protested that, laughing. He was just a normal guy, Ryeowook said, patting Henry's knee. This guy was just a normal guy, which was at least partially true.
So popular was stretching it, but Siwon was certainly famous. Henry heard the whispers of girls in their seats, look, it's Siwon. And he was good looking. Maybe too good looking. He was also by all accounts incredibly rich and drove a car worth about all three of the cars Henry's family owned combined, plus a couple more. Henry had heard that story before, and he'd lived it. He knew not every rich kid was a snob but it was hard not to wonder.
Henry actually got to know Siwon's friend Donghae, who was the friend of Ryeowook's friend Sungmin. It was convoluted. But Donghae was opposite of everything Henry wondered about Siwon. He was cheerful and wide eyed with a great laugh, and at times gullible - which Henry learned when he was telling a tall tale about Canada and realized Donghae believed him.
It was cute. And Donghae was cute, too, not to mention really hot with his flirty little grins. He leaned into people like a puppy seeking affection, his laugh almost too bright to look at.
Henry had one of those oops moments when he realized he'd started writing his parents about meeting Donghae, and when he'd typed "this cute guy."
That was why Henry needed friends, to help him from crushing on probably not attainable, but still really adorable people. And Ryeowook didn't let him fade into the corners, inviting him out to group dinners, and to the pool. He tried not to stare too much as Donghae fought with Sungmin and Hyukjae for a ball, moving through the water like a laughing walrus. And it had just been fun, playing keepaway with a bunch of cool guys and trying not to get hard because hey, Donghae was grinning at him.
And then Siwon walked out, all long legs and perfect torso in a perfectly fitted set of trunks.
"That's Siwon. He sucks," Sungmin said.
"Yeah," Henry said faintly, and his body wasn't sure what it was doing. Hot, it registered that. And Siwon greeted him, all suave and smiley. He had dimples.
But then Donghae nearly bounced the ball of his head, and Siwon started wrestling with Hyukjae, and it was the best kind of fun chaos he could imagine.
***
So he'd met The Guy, the one apparently all the men envied and all the women wanted. "And he's not even a jerk about it most of the time," Sungmin had bemoaned, as if that would have been a positive character attribute, something to dislike about him since he wasn't nice enough to lord his wealth or stature over them.
Siwon had a way of edging into conversations like he'd been there the whole time. He started insinuating himself into study time with Ryeowook, and Henry's conversational skills drizzled out of his ears. At least it wasn't Donghae, he consoled himself as Siwon grinned at Ryeowook, because that would've meant he was there panting like a puppy. Crushes were the devil, and he felt his face heating as Siwon and Ryeowook both looked at him like they could see what he was thinking about.
Siwon had really good English, scooting closer after Ryeowook left, so close Henry almost felt compelled to edge away just slightly. Siwon wore some kind of cologne that wasn't overpowering, just light and a bit musky. It was actually kind of nice, when Henry wasn't feeling disgruntled and hemmed in. He wondered how much money had been spent getting Siwon that English knowledge, and sighed at himself.
He spun little fantasies when he was alone that it was Donghae dropping by, dropping his arm around Henry's shoulders, asking him if he wanted to get something to eat. Totally casual. Making excuses so Henry hung out more. Running across him by "accident" on campus and hanging out. Finding some place alone to make out in.
Not that any of those things happened, but he let his daydreams fuel him through classes.
"You heading back home?" Siwon asked, nudging Henry's elbow where a group of them had met to study.
"Oh. Yeah," Henry said, clutching his bookbag a little tighter.
"I'm going that way. I'll give you a ride."
"But the subway..."
Henry's words trailed away as Siwon's arm went around his shoulders, guiding him in the opposite direction of the subway and the others, and to where Siwon's car was parked. It seemed a little rude to refuse, when Siwon was being friendly. And hey, he got to ride in Siwon's car. That was an accomplishment. He mostly kept himself from playing with the buttons. His elbow on the window controls had been an accident, he swore, even as Siwon laughed at him.
Maybe Siwon picked people at random to drive with him, and it was Henry's turn to get that honor. He couldn't say he minded not having to jockey for a place on the subway as he told Siwon more specific instructions to get to his building.
And it wasn't like Siwon locked the doors or held him captive or anything, but he was in Siwon's car, the engine politely purring, and Siwon seemed to want to...talk. Right. Siwon got into it, like not even a little, pulling out his phone to show Henry pictures of his family, his room. Five minutes later, the engine was off, Siwon turned to him as fully as the car allowed, as they traded stories of world travel, and family weirdness.
And it was another hour after that when Henry finally realized he needed to get to bed.
"Thanks for the ride," he said, since Siwon had rolled down the driver's side window.
"Any time," Siwon said, grinning. And he seemed sincere about it.
A couple more minutes of small talk, and Henry was jogging up the stairs.
That had been not how he'd expected his evening to end.
***
Henry wondered what Donghae would look like holding a violin, screeching out notes. He almost cooed thinking about it, watching Donghae imitating a tree as he explained something to Sungmin. Maybe he should've been reading his theory book, but he had time for that, and watching what everyone else was doing was more interesting. Supposedly they were supposed to be studying, too, but it seemed like more snacking and chitchat went on than anything else. But it wasn't like he minded. If he'd really needed to study, he could've made his way to the library or gone to eat alone, or even gone home. The problem with home, though, was that there was the internet to distract him, or a DVD, so really being with friends or being home was about the same thing.
Siwon's shoulder pushed into his from the side, and Henry watched Siwon's pen flick up and down against his paper as he laughed at Sungmin pinning Hyukjae to the floor. Siwon's shoulder. Yeah. Every time Siwon made a joke, Henry laughed off to the side and tried not to be flustered by Siwon pushing closer. Maybe his back straightened up just a bit since Siwon was tall. And had nice hands. He also subtly sniffed his own shoulder to make sure he didn't smell.
But aside from those things, it was pretty awesome.
***
"Hey, Henry!"
The shout was possibly heard across half the campus, and Henry actually froze, watching Siwon descend a flight of stairs like some vengeful god out of the heavens, only with really awesome sunglasses.
"Sorry, didn't want to miss you," Siwon said, panting attractively. "Hey, you free for lunch today?"
Henry blinked, lifting his violin case slightly. "I...No?"
Neither of them had lunch times available as they went through their days, and Henry grew more confused.
"I have to go," Siwon said, glancing at his watch. "I'll talk to you after your study session with Ryeowook?"
"Yeah, okay!"
Henry walked off feeling conspicuous, like people were staring at him wondering why Siwon had bellowed at him and then talked to him. Maybe Siwon was organizing a group lunch, like the group dinners they had.
His phone started going off over the course of the afternoon with pictures Siwon had taken, little language notes, links to songs, questions about what kind of food Henry liked.
"Got your number from Ryeowook~ :^D It's Siwon!" had been the first text.
Maybe they were group texts and Siwon was bored. Maybe everyone else had told him to buzz off if he had that much time. That made him laugh a little, because he honestly couldn't imagine it. Siwon was too...Siwon. And it had nothing to do with his car, or his nice shoes.
***
Two weeks out from final testing, his brain was a noodle sludging around in his brain. He had his showcase song almost down, with another week to really iron it out, and his language grades had shot up. The only thing Ryeowook had asked in return was bubble tea, and hey, he was cool with that. He'd bought Ryeowook and Siwon bubble tea both for the hell of it, because Siwon had laughed at him via text and corrected his spelling a few times, and learning was learning. He'd gotten easier with the arms slung around him, Siwon's offers to drive him home, or being all but tucked against him during some of their meals. Henry's inclination was to gravitate to where Donghae was sitting, and that happened, too. He actually owed Siwon some thanks for that, from keeping him from appearing too much like a puppy dog who wanted patting. It wasn't like Siwon was hard to look at, even if sometimes he had that niggling voice in the back of his head that wondered why him.
"Thanks for the ride," Henry said to Siwon's open window after he'd gotten out. And he just barely kept his eyebrows from raising when Siwon got out, too.
"It's nice out tonight," Siwon said.
It was. Just short of really brain-numbingly cold, but not so much that he was antsy to go inside. Actually he was kind of revved after two big cups of tea, rocking out to music in Siwon's car, and then snuggling up to Siwon's car as they talked.
"Are you going home during break?" Siwon asked, his breath puffing white in the cold air.
"No. It's too expensive, plus there's not enough time. I might try for spring, though. Plus it'll be cheaper."
"I'm glad we'll see more of you, though it's too bad you can't see your family."
"Ryeowook invited me to spend the holidays at his house, so at least I won't be holed up all alone."
His butt almost squeaked against the paint of the car as Siwon stepped up closer.
"That's good. You'll really like his family."
Siwon knew them. Of course he did. All he could really do was make a sound of agreement, and brace himself.
One second he was leaning against the side of Siwon's car, and the next second Siwon was looming over him, tipping up his chin. And he had only the time to freeze, as Siwon kissed him. Not just a cute little peck on the lips either, but one that had him nigh to whimpering from the press of Siwon's lips and the hold of his fingers. And he gasped, his face red-hot as Siwon pulled back, focusing on Siwon's smile because he couldn't fathom anything else.
"W-what are you doing?"
"I wanted to do that for a while."
But he was Henry. And Siwon was... Siwon was Siwon. Siwon was the guy everyone wanted. Not him.
"But. I. There's someone I— You."
His brain fizzled, trying to think in too many languages.
"Is there someone else you like?" Siwon asked, his fingers tightening a little on Henry's arm. When Henry inclined his head, Siwon continued. "Ryeowook? Donghae?"
He cursed himself at the squeak he emitted, knowing Donghae was Siwon's good friend. He had no right to feel like that, and there was Siwon who had just kissed him and he still couldn't wrap his head around that.
"You have a crush on Donghae?"
Henry sputtered, trying to take back his arm.
"Henry. Henry." And Henry finally looked up, steeling his jaw. "Donghae is dating someone. I can't tell you who it is, and I'm not telling you this to be mean, but they're really close."
Someone would've told him. Somehow he'd have known. Or if Siwon was right, maybe no one said anything because they were so close, everyone already knew.
"Sometimes it's better to know," Siwon said, sounding far too considerate for Henry's raging brain. "He'd have told you too, if he knew you—"
"Just because Donghae isn't available doesn't mean I'd want you!" Henry said, pulling his arm free. Donghae was dating someone. And Siwon had kissed him. "Is this some kind of- some kind of joke? Someone betting you you could get the stupid foreigner to go out with you because he doesn't know better?"
"What?"
"You can tell them you won," Henry said, and powered himself all the way up to his apartment. Instead of relaxing like he planned, he paced, scrubbing angrily at the kitchen counters and folding his towel like it had done something wrong.
And when his adrenaline wore off, he crouched down, resting his forehead against the wooden edge of his futon. Donghae was dating someone, not magically available or ever going to walk up one day and ask Henry out. Siwon kissed him. He pressed the back of his hand to his mouth and let his eyes bug out just thinking that through. But seriously, it had to have been some kind of joke, a prank. Siwon, interested in him? Siwon of the endless, well-proportioned torso and sleek, muscled arms.
Sure he'd jerked off to the thought, but he'd never thought it was a possibility. There was no way Siwon— Maybe he thought Henry was an easy mark to get laid? Maybe he thought it was an honor get get blown by new students, or maybe he was trying to collected notches on his bedpost. Though, it wasn't like Henry advertised what he liked. He wasn't going to confess to Donghae because it was just a fantasy. Maybe Siwon saw that in him, and that made him press his face to the wood a little harder.
But then he thought of all the text messages, and the rides, and the invitations, and he figured giving himself a concussion wasn't going to make him any smarter.
***
Donghae was still cute. It wasn't like knowing he was dating someone was going to make him stop being appealing, but the way Henry looked at him had maybe changed a little. His expectations of their interactions, his hopes of them, morphed a bit. If he couldn't date Donghae - not that he'd had a whole lot of expectation to begin with - then friends was a nice second place. Donghae had always been really nice to him, which had helped foster his crush, but friends were pretty important especially so far away from home. Having a nice boyfriend could've been cool, too. Then he thought back to Siwon's kiss, and flustered himself.
But Donghae smiled from the study couch he'd curled up on as Henry approached, and Henry felt like a kid somehow, even if Donghae sometimes acted younger. They complained about classes, and Henry relaxed a bit, since Donghae hadn't changed fundamentally.
"I heard you were dating someone," Henry said, needing to test his information.
Donghae brightened up, hauling out his phone to show Henry every picture he had. Of Hyukjae. He told Henry stories, how they had met in high school, fought to go to the same university, moved in together as soon as they could afford it. It wasn't like Henry was going to pretend whoever Donghae liked was unworthy if the story wasn't good, but it comforted him a little to know that Donghae was that happy.
And Henry felt his crush slipping away a bit, picture by picture. It wasn't a particularly happy feeling, like little chunks of his feelings were being tossed up into the air, but at least it was something he could examine, and put aside. Siwon had been telling him the truth. And if he'd been telling him the truth about Donghae, maybe he'd been telling him the truth about other things, too.
***
The first time Henry saw Siwon after that was on the steps leading up to the administration building. There were no buddies around him, no fawning girls, just Siwon in a nice jacket and a bag slung over his shoulders. They paused on the same step, and Siwon was the first to speak.
"Hey. How's it going?"
"Hey," Henry said. And he figured out with it, or else he was going to have to write a song or a card, and feel even more ridiculous. "Look. Sorry. I was rude that night. I figured there was no way you wanted— So yeah. Sorry."
Siwon nodded. "Well, you'd just figured out your crush was taken, so. I didn't figure there was an easy way to tell you."
Great, all he needed was to flush remembering that. "No. I'm glad I know. Like you said, it's better to know."
Siwon's smile stayed with him even after he had left, and Henry wasn't sure he was okay with the reasons. He'd spent time imagining Donghae taking Siwon's place, but he realized Siwon's absence was something he didn't know how to process either. Siwon wasn't there for his study session with Ryeowook, wasn't there when everyone went out to eat, when Henry stuck close to Ryeowook's side when he saw what he'd been blind to previously, Donghae teasing Hyukjae. That ease there that made him grin a bit wistfully.
But on his way home, he couldn't miss the nice car pulled into a parking spot near his building. He didn't even need to look at the plates to know who it was.
He stopped beside the car, shifting as Siwon got out. He looked good. Too good, maybe, in his dark pants and perfectly buttoned shirt with the top two buttons undone. He looked like he should've been going into a swanky club or throwing on a nice jacket for a dinner out, not standing outside of Henry's plain apartment building.
"I didn't see you around today," Henry said, because he didn't really know how else to lead off. At least his apology was out of the way, but all the other stuff he still hadn't quite figured out, like why his heart was doing some kind of rumba in his chest.
"Yeah, I though you might want some space," Siwon said.
It wasn't like he'd asked for it. A betraying bubble of giddiness - Siwon still wanted him? - was almost choking him, making it hard to stand still. Somewhere in his mental wanderings between the fact that Siwon was hot not being a good enough reason, and then the rebuttal of yes it was, he realized he liked Siwon, too. Back when he'd been making eyes at Donghae, Siwon had been helping Henry get to know him, and he knew Siwon better than he did Donghae. Hot, and nice, and tall, and standing there wanting to talk to him. Wanting Siwon was a no-brainer. Wanting to go out with him had seemed impossible, Siwon so far out of his league.
"I don't need space. I kinda got used to having you around," Henry said. It was kind of another apology, half an admission.
"Maybe you still wish it was someone else? A substitute?"
Henry shook his head, fighting the laugh at even the thought. "You're no substitute." And he paused, a thought blasting through him. "Did you want to come up for a while...?"
His one-room apartment wasn't great, and it was messy, but it was better than standing and talking on the sidewalk. He had something to drink up there, anyway, though maybe talking on the street or in Siwon's car was safer. But safe flew out the window, leading Siwon up the stairs and letting him in.
He was going to offer a drink, and that seemed ridiculous. So he was just standing there trying to think of something to say that wasn't an apology or an excuse, and it turned out he needed neither as Siwon's hand slipped behind his head and tilted it up just far enough for Siwon to kiss him. It was firmer than the first time, lingering longer, and Henry huffed out a breath when their lips parted.
He was okay with that.
And he was better at showing than telling, pulling Siwon in again, his hand on Siwon's side. He could be bold when he needed to be, when he knew there was want there. It wasn't like a crush he knew was all one-sided, and maybe it was new and dizzying and - Siwon's tongue brushed his - okay, really hot.
Siwon pulled back, his hands tight on Henry's shoulders.
"There was never a bet. I thought you were cute, and really—"
No more words. He got it. Maybe Siwon could pump up his ego later, but he was ready to feel things, not hear them. Rubbing up against Siwon's body seemed to do the trick, Siwon pulling him closer, fumbling him backwards as they kissed and gripped each other. He heard Siwon's hand slap against the wall, and eased against it himself, grinning as Siwon trapped him there.
"Henry," Siwon said, and his name had never, ever sounded quite like that.
"Yep," he shot back, getting a grin, and a kiss.
He moaned at the press of Siwon's tongue, at the way he was so solidly pinned against the wall, at the way Siwon's hips rolled against his. It was like fucking standing up, Siwon using him, rubbing off against him and getting Henry hard at the same time. His moans were helpless into Siwon's mouth, unable to do more than hold on and enjoy how Siwon felt against him. And he felt big, the press of his erection against his, into his abdomen. If he was as big as he felt, Henry didn't really care what he wanted. If he wanted to push Henry down and have Henry suck him off, that was cool. If he wanted to fuck, that was cool, too. If he just wanted to make out, he had Henry's full approval. He just wanted to get his hands and his eyes on some part of Siwon.
He panted against Siwon's mouth, lifting his leg and rubbing it along Siwon's as if to tell him they could get on with it. He was ready. He was so hard, so distracted, so pinned in by his pants. He was humping Siwon's leg as Siwon pushed back, clinging to Siwon's shoulders as Siwon undid the buttons down Henry's shirt and pulled him away from the wall. He didn't care what kind of message it sent when he scrambled back onto the futon. He shoved at the button of his jeans, the zipper, and lifted his butt so Siwon could yank on them. He moaned because it felt like freedom, his thighs parting in blatant invitation. He almost reached to touch himself as Siwon stripped his t-shirt over his head, tossing it away.
So, he could rub off against Siwon's stomach. That'd be fine, too.
But Siwon climbed between his thighs, his head eye level with Henry's cock. Henry whined, Siwon pressing tiny wet kisses up the whole length and back again. Siwon's fingers touched, lifting his erection, tracing the slight curve it took to the right. He hadn't been ordered to be still, but it felt like he was frozen, barely breathing, waiting, hoping, licking his lips unconsciously as Siwon licked his own. One of his knees spasmed as Siwon's slips slid around him, and then he was actually watching Siwon blow him, gasping because that was a mouth, Siwon's mouth, sucking at him.
Siwon's throat closed around him, and the sound he made was inhuman, head arching back on the bed as his heels pushed down, uselessly sliding on the slick blanket. And Siwon backed off, leaving him panting, harder than ever, throbbing, and so close.
"Please," Henry gasped, trying not to just dissolve at Siwon's pleased smile. "Please. I need to come. Please—"
"Oh fuck," Henry squeaked as Siwon's tongue swiped up the underside of his cock. Just that was setting off alarm bells of imminent orgasm, making him gasp and throw his thighs out wide. His pleas were more tiny sounds, warnings. He wasn't sure if he wanted it to last or if couldn't stand it if Siwon stopped.
All the oxygen in the room evaporated, Siwon's mouth closing around him, eyes on Henry's as his tongue made love to the head of Henry's cock. No. It was fucking, hot and filthy, the flicker of his tongue, the slide of it, pressing deep, the pull of his mouth, and his fingers.
Henry's eyes slammed shut, and he was lost, coming in Siwon's mouth.
He was still a throbbing, gasping, mess when he felt Siwon's lips on his chest, teeth scraping at his nipples. He watched as Siwon's jeans fell, baring his thighs to him. And his body gave an involuntary twitch as he saw how the front of Siwon's boxer briefs were straining.
He licked his lips and wanted.
But he tangled with Siwon's tongue instead, moaning into his mouth as Siwon stroked down his chest with his hands, over Henry's hips and sides. Henry would've done the same but somehow his hands got balled at Siwon's chest, too busy kissing and being touched to think of anything else. Anything except perhaps how hard Siwon was against his stomach, hips rocking so he could rub down against Henry. All Henry knew was that was going to be in him before Siwon came. In his mouth, or his ass, maybe both.
"Do you want—"
"Yes," Henry interrupted, before Siwon could ask. Yes, yes to anything. Maybe if he kept licking his lips Siwon would get the picture. His body was already doing its best to get hard just from the grinding Siwon had been doing. He was pretty sure it wasn't going to be long if he got Siwon in his mouth. Not like he'd come just from blowing someone but there was always a first time for everything.
Siwon was so thoughtful, taking to his knees and supporting Henry's head as he rubbed his cock against Henry's lips. He tried to lick at it, tongue flailing, letting Siwon rub against the flat of it, breathing it in. But it wasn't until his lips parted around it that he realized just how thick it was. His hands were useless, holding Siwon's thighs as Siwon rocked in and out of his mouth. They were just tiny little strokes, enough to whet his appetite, enough to make him want more, taste more, feel more, take him as deep as he could. And he gasped, without, until he realized Siwon was turning. The angle was different his head not lifted as Siwon straddled him, his head towards Henry's legs. But Siwon's cock slid no less nicely into his mouth as he struggled to suck at it, moaning around it because it felt so good.
Henry gripped Siwon's hips as Siwon's finger slid into Henry's ass. He nearly choked himself with Siwon's cock, gasping before he urged Siwon's hips to keep moving. Siwon wanted to fuck him. Siwon was going to fuck him. He was getting Siwon hard, keeping him hard, so Siwon could fuck him. That was all he could focus on, thighs trembling and jaw straining to take more.
He was a slobbering mess compared to Siwon He had to hold Siwon's hips, keep him from going too deep, choking him. He was too big, too thick, and felt like he was getting thicker as Henry's lips stretched around him, and Henry loved it - every moment he could breathe. He whimpered, trying to suck through the assault of a tongue on his balls, and a third slick finger sliding into his ass. It should've made him afraid. He was struggling with his mouth, and he knew where it was going, but it made his body heat instead. He'd taken someone almost as big before, and he wanted more. More.
And his mouth felt empty when Siwon rose up, turning so he could gently kiss Henry's lips.
"Your mouth felt amazing," Siwon told him.
"You felt amazing, too," Henry said, a little breathless and still hungry for it. He forgot how much he loved doing that until he had it available to him again.
"You want..."
Henry muscled himself over, thighs sliding out and ass high. "Ready."
Maybe there was a moan from Siwon, but Henry didn't hear it because he was too busy feeling his body stretch around Siwon's cock. It pressed in, got slicker, pressed further, and Henry's half-hard cock pulsed as Henry breathed.
"You took me right in," Siwon said, and Henry realized yes, yes he had. He'd been hungry for it. And some of Siwon's words were mumbles, "been waiting for this, waiting for you," and Henry had nothing left to say. All he could do was clutch the bedspread, his body giving almost without focus. If he have had a mirror, he wouldn't have been able to look, too many sensory explosions overwhelming.
But it was all a crescendo, the first tentative explorations, but he braced himself as the urgency steepened. Siwon fucked him like he'd never experienced before, pulling Henry's hips back into him as he thrust into him, and Henry's howls into bedspread said everything.
With an untangled hand he jerked himself, rocked by Siwon, by his own body, focused on a single point of pleasure that had his breath bottling in little gasps, strokes going jerky and tight, and he came again to a sexy moan, like Siwon was urging him even if he couldn't say it.
And Siwon collapsed over his back as he came, all sleek and sweaty, pulsing inside him. He was overstimulated, overheated, panting, and crushed, and he would not have moved Siwon off of him if a herd of elephants had tried to move them. He'd had sex with Siwon. Siwon had sex with him.
Siwon kissed the back of his shoulder, breaking Henry from his daze.
"Can I stay over?" Siwon asked, his voice all husky and dark in a way that made his fingers curl with enjoyment.
"There's room for you."
He meant it to be all cheeky and cute, and totally ruined the effect by groaning as Siwon pulled away from him. He wouldn't have moved at all, frankly, if Siwon hadn't tugged him upright and shoveled him into the bathroom and under the tiny shower head. The kisses were exhausted, but it was nice to be clean, he guessed. And Siwon pressed up against him under the sheet like the bed was barely wide enough. And that was okay, too.
When he woke up it was starting to get light out. His ass was all snuggled back into Siwon's crotch and from the feel of it, he was at least half hard. Henry's body gave a helpless flop, as if to say if he must get off again he must, no arguments. But he swallowed as Siwon pressed kissed down his face, his hold more to the cuddling side than the lustful.
"Are you free for lunch tomorr— today?" Henry asked, trying not to let his voice squeak.
"I am, Henry," Siwon said against his neck, and Henry all but melted.
Oh good. Sex and a date. And as Siwon turned him, kissed him, his hand sliding down Henry's stomach, Henry thought it would be in just that order.
***
