Sugar Daddy | Johnil

...16🌹

✨Listen to the song at the top please.✨
*Warning* Smut 💦 Chapter

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Youngho brought Taeil's hands up to his mop of fluffy, black hair, and left it there. He moved his hands to the smaller's firm globes and pulled him closer to him so that his face was pressed against Taeil's soft abdomen.

He rubbed his face into the younger's sweater, inhaling Taeil's sweet scent as he mumbled into the purple sweater, "I don't know what I'm doing anymore Taeil... I'm so tired... mentally exhausted.."

Without putting much thought into it as if it was natural instinct, he started massaging Youngho's head. Yes, what Youngho had just said did surprise him but to be fair, Taeil could physical see how his sugar daddy looked drained for over the past week but he thought it had to deal with work. He may be wrong.

"Hmm... That feels nice, really nice." Youngho hummed, while Taeil did his ministration, Youngho wrapped his arms around Taeil's waist pulling him closer, his face pushed further into the smaller's warmth.

Taeil was looking down at his sugar daddy and how his head was pressed against his clothed abdomen and each time he would comb back Youngho's locks with his fingers, the elder would hum shakily. After a couple of minutes passed without neither of them saying anything, Taeil timidly says, "Daddy... are you... crying?"

Chuckling, something he seems to only do when he is under the influence, he spoke into the soft fabric, "I haven't cried since the age of nine baby boy, it won't be happening anytime soon either."

Taeil sighed, stopping what he was doing when Youngho moved his head away from his torso, pressing his chin there instead as he looked up at Taeil and for once in Taeil's life; he didn't look away.

"You aren't going to punish me?" The mood changed, they could feel it. Taeil could feel it. The CEO's eyes looked different but Taeil couldn't seem to quite understand what he was seeing in the mysterious orbs.

"Do you want me too?" Youngho breaths out, their voices on a mutual level of mellow.

"Do you want too?" Taeil whispers still trying to figure out what Youngho's eyes were showing, hands moving up with caution as he hesitates to hold the elder's cheeks before gently doing so. "Do you?"

Moving his arms, he held onto Taeil's waist with both hands, moving his face away from the comfort of the smaller's belly, still looking up. "No."

Slipping his hands up under the purple sweater and thumbs into the waistband of Taeil sweat shorts, fingers grazing the smooth skin. Taeil took in a sharp breathe at the simple touch and how the fabric felt when Youngho pulled it down his legs. The medical student stepped out of the clothing article and did the same again when Youngho pulled down his boxer brief, freeing his awaiting member.

Taeil's hands were now currently on the elder's shoulders, eyes still not leaving the latter, even with the soothing palms moving up the expands of his hairless belly and then to his back. "Sit on my lap." And he did that with help he was sure he didn't need, sitting down with his legs on either side of the elder.

Youngho reached down to Taeil's legs and looped them around his waist, bringing the small frame closing to his bigger one. The CEO's hands wandered to his favorite part of the smaller's body, his ass, squeezing it. 

Holding back a breathy moan, he brought his hands back up to Youngho's cheeks, using his opportunities to his advantage while it lasted being that the CEO wasn't his usual self now.

"Daddy.. Can you kiss me?" Taeil asked, feeling as needy as ever. He was almost positive something was definitely wrong with him because if this was normal circumstances, he was sure he wouldn't be doing what he is doing now and about to do.