[M] I HATE MY FUCK BUDDY | YEONBIN

IHMFB : ONE

[ THE START ]

"Holy shit! F-fuck!" Soobin gasped, digging his fingernails into Yeonjun's biceps as he felt him go quicker. The flooring felt really cold against Soobin's back, luckily their sweats help the floor warms a little, the air around them smelling of a mixed musk and sweat.

Yeonjun's some blue fringe fell on his forehead, sweat droplets gloss on his temple as he poked his tongue out and continued gripping Soobin's tiny waist tightly.

Yeonjun thrust his hips forward, snapping and carrying the pace, quickly moving his cock in and out of Soobin.

"Yeonjun! F-fuck, don't be so r-rough!" Soobin mumbled, squeezing his eyes shut as Yeonjun completely ignored what he said and just fucked him harder.

"Yeonjun!" Soobin whined, moving his hands from Yeonjun's arm to his back, not realizing the nail scratches he was causing on the fox's back.

"What the— your fingernails are fucking long! Don't you cut them?!" Yeonjun snapped in irritation, feeling Soobin's nails dig in harder as he slammed his hips again.

"I'm s-sorry! Does y-your back hurts from my nails? Oh! Yeonjun just f-fuck!" Soobin trailed off from being concern, but ended up getting distracted with how Yeonjun was hardly slamming his cock to abuse Soobin's prostate.

"Oh! Fuck, that was good! Do that again, please!" Soobin practically shouted, mind filled with pleasure, eyes filled with lust and voice filled with slight pain.

"Do you ever stop talking?" The blue haired boy mumbled under his breath, but did as Soobin wished and bucked his hips so his cock would hit that spot again which made Soobin shut his mouth in delight.

"Can you stop being such a fucking bitch and arrogant for once—" Soobin stated, wrapping his legs around Yeonjun's waist.

"I'm being the bitch? You're the one who-" Yeonjun paused to bite his lip as he felt his climax approaching, "-won't stop whining."

"That's only because you're being a twat! Fuck, Yeonjun just cum already!" Soobin whined.

"I'm not going to cum before you, Soobin!" Yeonjun said in a deeper voice. Both hands grabbed the sides of Soobin's tiny waist and dig his nails in.

"Are y-you seriously making t-this a competition?! Goddamn, Yeonjun!" Soobin whimpered, throwing his head back against the surface of the locker room floor as Yeonjun continued fucking him aggressively.

"Then why don't you just cum?" Yeonjun smirks as he saw how dazed Soobin looked with how good Yeonjun was fucking him.

"Because I c-can't let you beat me!" Soobin squeaked out, dragging his nails down Yeonjun's back.

"See, it's a competition." Yeonjun stated.

"You are so fucking annoying!" Soobin said in irritated tone. Seconds after that, he felt the familiar heat pooling up in the bottom of his stomach.

He let go the hint of dignity and power he had over Yeonjun and came, light tears rising to his eyes from the orgasm.

Yeonjun smirked in victory and watched as Soobin dropped his arms to his side, letting his head fall back with a thud.