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Touch

Smut warning~💋

Johnny had somehow ended up holding himself up over Taeil's body on the sofa within five minutes of Doyoung departing, breathing heavy and eyes full of the older beneath him.

He carded his eyes over Taeil's flushed skin and stroked his cheekbone, swallowing thickly. He breathed in and ran his hand down Taeil's neck, shoulder, waist, and rested on his bony hip. His skin was flushing hot and hotter with each passing second, and he just couldn't ignore the burning in his lower abdomen and everywhere Taeil touched.

One slight problem: Johnny wanted to take it further.

He was itching to hear Taeil moan louder than he already was, and the fall and rise of his chest could go louder and faster, and if Johnny could get that from Taeil, he'd be so grateful.

But the problem was that he had never touched or seen another man's area. Yeah, he'd seen a quick flash of one when he was watching porn once, but he didn't focus on that ever. Even so, right at that moment, he didn't seem to mind all that much.

Taeil leaned upwards and softly massaged Johnny's lower lip with his own. His small hand trailed down Johnny's chest and just dipped under waistband of his jeans, but he didn't move, almost as though he was waiting for permission to continue.

Johnny pressed his own face down and pressed a long kiss to the corner of the older's mouth as confirmation.

His mind went blank when he felt Taeil wrap his perfect fingers around the base of his hardened shaft and slowly remove it from the confines of his clothing. A long string of curse words rang through the younger's head and he just didn't know what to do apart from bury his face into Taeil's shoulder and feel the waves of pleasure rolling through his veins.

Taeil giggled softly, saying, "Feel good?" as he quickened the pace.

Johnny blushed. "U-Uh huh," he said. Being touched by a man felt so different, but a good different. A better different. Taeil was a man, and that meant that he knew how to take care of an erection better than any girl did.

Taeil's fingers swiped over the head and Johnny gasped loudly, making Taeil chuckle. "Is this your first hand job from a man?" He asked, not forgetting that Johnny had only ever had sexual relations with women up until when he met him. He loved the way the younger shivered as he nodded for the second time. "That's okay. Just enjoy it," Taeil kissed the shell of Johnny's ear and stroked him skilfully, lapping up the sinful sounds of his deep moans and pleasured sighs.

Somewhere along the line, Johnny's hand slipped into Taeil's shorts and under his tights, and the older held his breath. Johnny wasn't too sure on what he was doing, but he knew how to masturbate. It was the same method, but just for someone else. That was all it was.

Johnny inhaled and moved his hand around Taeil's smaller member and started to stroke it just how he knew, and then he figured he was one of the stupidest people alive because a pretty little whine fell from Taeil lips and he knew that he had been worrying for no reason this entire time.

A sudden boost in confidence lead to Johnny pumping much faster. Taeil's legs further bent at the knees and not too long later, he felt a tight knot forming in his stomach.

"J-Joh--"

"I-I know, me too," Johnny said and closed the gap between their faces to kiss him as he let go all over both of their clothes. Johnny followed soon after and groaned into the kiss.

Both of their hands continued to stroke the other as they came down from their high, panting into the other's mouth and kissing sloppily now.

Johnny looked down at the their clothes and laughed. "We're a bit messy, huh?" He said softly and pecked Taeil's forehead.

Taeil looked at the white patches on them and bit his lip. "Sorry," he said shyly. "I'm going to take a shower, but what will you do?"

Johnny shrugged and tidied the both of them away. "My trousers are fine. It's my hoodie that's a bit dirty now," he laughed. He had a thought. "You don't mind me being topless for a while now, do you?"

Taeil beamed and shook his head as he slid out from beneath Johnny. "Why would I mind?"

Taeil left for a shower, but not before taking the stained clothing and putting it into the washing machine to clean. Taeil was in awe of the American's body and had to leave for the shower before their activities continued on further.

Johnny sat on the sofa, which was clean and perfectly fine, and scanned channels to wait for Taeil's return. The front door opened and Doyoung walked in with a shopping bag. "I'm back," he said and took off his shoes.

"Ah, okay," Johnny said and stood up. "Taeil's just gone for a shower. He'll be back down for in about ten minutes if you don't mind waiting," he offered and walked into the corridor to take the bag out of his hands with a thankful smile.

Doyoung's chest tightened upon seeing Johnny with his lean muscles and toned body exposed walk around the corner from the living room. He reached out his hand when the older gestured for the bag, and when their skin touched for a brief moment, his face burned and put rubies to shame. His eyes just lingered on Johnny's shoulderblades as he turned around to enter the kitchen.

Doyoung inhaled an unstable breath and bit his lip. "I-I'm going to go," he said quietly, but Johnny heard it.

He walked out of the room and leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest. "How come?"

Doyoung kept his gaze on his eyes and said, "Appointment, remember?"

"Ah," Johnny smiled and waved Doyoung off. "Bye then."

Doyoung bent down and picked up his shoes before practically running out of the house. Had that really just happened? Was Johnny's body really that close to him? He pushed his hand into his hair and rested it there as he walked down the driveway, but once he reached the end, he turned back.

There in the kitchen window was Johnny, as real as ever, unloading food into different cupboards. Doyoung's throat went dry when he stood by the window and reached into an overhead cupboard, and his biceps flexed, and Doyoung melted on the spot.

But no! It's wrong! It's wrong to do that to your friend. But then, Taeil too... Ugh. Why can't I have just one crush on somebody else?!

Doyoung watched as Johnny walked to one side of the kitchen and Taeil skipped into the room, his hair wet and a large, pastel pink T-shirt was thrown over his body. He looked so cute. Johnny smiled down at him and they had an indistinct conversation before the younger picked Taeil up by his waist and landed him on the counter and he leaned in to Taeil's face, and--

And Doyoung looked away. He didn't want to know why they had suddenly changed clothes. He didn't want to even begin to imagine the reason behind Johnny's messy - and yet still styled - hair. He turned on his heel and left.

Of course, his curiosity got the better of him and he turned back to the window just in time to see Johnny passionately kiss Taeil's red lips, and two conflicting feelings that he couldn't deny surfaced: he wanted to kiss Taeil like that, and he wanted to be kissed exactly like that, by those people.

Before he could get carried away - or rather, noticed - Doyoung finally left.