Slapping sound.
Skin against skin.
In deep and out again.
Groaning, moaning.
Passionate kissing.
Wet.
Dirty.
Tight.
Perfect.
Smooth skin blushed shade of pink.
Brown orbs hazed with lust.
Lushes lips breathing out hot moans for more.
Soft.
Alluring.
The usually cocky voice now reduced to mewls of pleasure.
Hard-on dripping.
Such positively sexy lean figure.
"M-Minhyungie, Ah, mrgh, mmmm, I'm…I'm com-"
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Mark snapped awake, pictures of his dream still flowing through his head. There was no denying it. That was Donghyuck. In his dream. In his wet dream.
And he liked it. Oh boy, did he like it. His aching cock was the proof of that.
This could not be happening. Not to him. He could not have wet dreams about his enemy, no matter how smoking hot he was.
…
NO!
No, nO, no, NO!
Donghyuck was depressed and Mark was taking care of him.
He could not start having fantasy's like this when he needs to focus on getting the younger better.
No, absolutely forbidden. Not happening.
He was just dreaming of Donghyuck because they spent a lot of time together. It was perfectly normal, completely, perfectly normal.
He needed a cold shower.
...
After he practically froze the blood in his veins in the shower, Mark proceeded making breakfast, still desperately trying to forget about the dream.
That proved useless when Donghyuck exited the bathroom, still looking sleepy, with his wet hair plastered to his head. Dressed only in a towel that covered the bare minimum.
The older wasn't sure did Donghyuck once again submit to the unwillingness to dress, or did he somehow senses what Mark was thinking about and came out like that to tease.
"Minhyungie, what are you staring at?...Admiring the view, huh?" Donghyuck's tone didn't hold the usual cocky attitude. It just sounded tired.
It helped Mark focus on his objective right now. Get Donghyuck better. Help him get well again.
Save him from his hell.
"Why aren't you dressed?" he asked, putting the breakfast down in front of the younger and watching him mash over it uninterestingly.
Donghyuck has gotten better in the last few weeks. He really has. Sometimes he even reminded Mark of his old self. But there were always days like these.
Days when it seemed as if the brunette hasn't made any progress at all. As if they were on the very beginning and Donghyuck has given up once again. Mark learned to deal with it, not to be disappointed but to show the smaller one his full support.
