『「rendezvous」』

「』chapter 5 『」

(a/n: this is 1773 words of cringy smut yikEs,, also sorry for the late update ;-;)

「『third person』」

ten gently closed the door before turning to johnny, eyes roving his well built body, drinking in the sight of his muscles shadowed in the semi-darkness. he truly did have a glorious body. ten placed one hand delicately on johnny's chest, right above his heart which was beating faster than ten would have thought, given how into the kissing johnny was. ten didn't remark on this, just simply pushed a little, steering johnny backwards towards his bed, maintaining their heated eye contact.

when the back of johnny's legs touched the edge of ten's bed, they stopped. ten's hand momentarily stayed in place on the taller's chest, but it soon slid up around johnny's neck while the other found its way to his shoulder, pressing down to signal for johnny to sit down. he did, and ten leaned in, lips pushing against the older's. ten crawled into johnny's lap, his slender legs on either side of johnny's hips. ten continued to push johnny back until the latter's back was pressed against the headboard.

and that's when ten's reign of dominance came to its swift end.

"you think you can just back me up into a corner like that, huh?" ten pulled away, startled by the shift in johnny's attitude. the previously flustered expression the latter held had morphed into something harder. much more lustful. and to ten, potentially a wonderful turn of the tide. even though he acted all tough and flirty on the outside, all ten wanted was someone who could finally do him right.

dominate him, if you will.

all those other guys he'd been with had been a little too gentle, as though they thought he couldn't handle it. or they just couldn't work up that energy and stamina to be a truly good fuck.

but johnny's catlike eyes had changed so much in a few seconds. "i don't think you know who's running things here, ten. do you?" this new development sent an absolutely delicious shiver down his spine. the duality of this godlike man was definitely going to be interesting, to say the least.

"no daddy," ten exhaled, his sweet breath fanning over the others neck.

johnny's face wrinkled in distaste. "hmm, i don't think i like that name. it's a bit overused, isn't it princess?"

ten almost fell over, ready to beg to be fucked as soon as he heard the name "princess" ghosting past johnny's lips.

"you're right. would you prefer... master?"

"no, too lofty."

"hyung?"

"eh, better, but not quite."

"um, oppa?" at this, johnny felt the telltale rush of blood downwards. the seemingly innocent word slipping off of ten's two pouted pink petal-shaped lips, as well as the faux demureness he showed while saying it made johnny nearly lose control of himself.

"yeah," he said, voice barely above a whisper. "i like that, princess."

johnny rejoined their mouths, and began to lean forward, reversing their positions to where ten was pressed beneath him, their semi-erected cocks finally beginning to brush together, the friction subdued by the cloth of their pants.

the contact made ten involuntarily thrust his hip upwards, furthering the sexual frustration of the older.

"oppa~" ten moaned, "let's lose the pants ok? they're bothersome..." and johnny had no problem with swiftly stripping the both of them, underwear and all. ten sat back on his elbows, out of breath from making out and from the sight of johnny's(obviously) long dick that was gloriously thick like the rest of him.