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Chap 15: Disregarded Urge

Jeno's POV:

It was kind of funny seeing Jaemin practically run towards the dorm in such a hurried manner. His face growing a shade pinker with each step.

I quickened up my pace to catch up with him so that he doesn't lock me out once he reaches the dorm. Who knows how pissed off he must be at me? But, honestly, it was worth it.

He struggled unlocking the door with how much his hands were shaking, to which I offered to help.

"No, it's okay, I almost got it."

"You sure?"

I don't know what key he was using to open the door, but it was definitely not that for our dorm's. He tried over and over again, until he realised it wasn't working. I could see his patience running out as he almost threw the keys down in frustration before he decided to try the other key.

"It opened. I'm going to the washroom." His words so quick, it sounded like a rap.

"Why?"

"Because of what you did." He glared at me as he walked towards the bathroom.

"Well..I wonder how much your PS4 can be sold for. Hmm..."

"What? Don't you dare.." He pointed his index finger at me, as if he was trying to threaten me. His eyes throwing daggers in my direction.

"I mean, you're not following your part of the deal."

"What? I did what you asked me to, so just stop already."

"No."

"Jenooo, please. It huuurts."

"Okay, fine. You can masterbate yourself, but on one condition."

"What?"

"You let me watch."

"What the heck, no way."

"Oh well. I'm gonna open up eBay now."

"No, no, no. That's stealing."

"What? It's more like I bought it from you."

"What exactly did I get in return?"

"My heart."

"Disgusting."

"Okay, I think about a hundred bucks should do right?"

"Fucking hell, stop!"

"Then, do it. You like me right?"

"I hate you so much right now."

"I still love you."
I motioned for him to sit on my bed, to which he hesitantly followed. He sat facing me on the right side of the bed, crossing his legs as he wondered what he was supposed to do.

"You can start. Do you need lotion?"

"Why do you have lotion?"

"I get lonely sometimes." My words caused a blush to form across his face. Did he imagine me masterbating? Cute.

"Yeah, I guess."

I picked up the bottle of lotion from my drawer, and handed it to him.
"Here."

"Can I do it under my clothes..?"

Was he shy? Why, though?

"Why?"

"I know you'll be staring at it as I do it."

"But, that's the point."

"Can we kiss instead?"

"Don't try to distract me. Go on."

"Jenooo, I can't do it."

I gave him a small peck on his lips for his pleading face.
"I won't judge you, I just want you to open up to me. I love you, okay?"

He nodded his head, pulling down his swimming trunks.

Wow, that does look like it hurts.

He shut his eyes and covered his face with his left hand as he started stroking himself. His hand glided up and down swiftly, his expression changing each cycle from the pleasure.

"You don't have to supress your moans. Maybe, call my name too?" I asked, hopeful.

I moved closer to him until I was directly infront of him, but he didn't seem to notice. His breathing soon got heavier and his moans louder.

Grabbing his neck, I leaned in, his soft lips soon meeting mine. His hand was still moving up and down his hard member. Taking the opportunity to slip in my tongue during his moans, I kissed him as roughly as I could. I continued until Jaemin broke away from the kiss and leaned his forehead on mine. He came on his hand and was looking at the bulge in my pants.
Shit, I got hard.

He rested his head on my shoulder, trying to catch his breath as I ruffled his hair.

"Let's clean you up." I handed him the box of tissues from my bedside table, which he accepted and wiped himself up before pulling up his trunks, all with a dazed look on his face.

I got up to get his beloved PS4 from my drawer while he was lying down on my bed, probably tired.

"Here, your PS..4.." My voice trailed off as I notice him peacefully sleeping on my bed with occasional soft snoring.

Internally screaming, I punched Jaemin's bed as hard as I could to vent my frustration at how one could be so adorable right after looking so hot.

How could he sleep after causing me a hard-on?

Sighing, I went to the toilet to fix it myself.

Thank god for imagination.

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