i don't like you // hyunsung.

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 it's been a while since i wrote anything nsfw,,, so be kind?

i was listening to blood, sweat and tears-

where is my goddamn holy water-

|| nsfw, smut || basically pure filth ||

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"I'm sober enough to know what I want."

Hyunjin's eyes flitted to Jisung's lips, he swallowed, knowing the younger was drunk, not in his right mind.

"Come on, Hyung." Jisung pleaded, wrapping his arms around Hyunjin's shoulders, his breath hitting against the ravenette's lips. It nearly sent Hyunjin over the edge, his heart rate picking up as his arms found their way to Jisung's small waist, pulling the younger closer. It wasn't Jisung calling him Hyung, it was Jisung's actions. The younger rolled his hips against Hyunjin's who closed his eyes at the friction, his grip tightening on Jisung's waist. He looked down at Jisung and closed the gap between them, their lips meeting in a needy kiss.

The younger stumbled backward, his back hitting the door to Hyunjin's room. The air was too hot, there was too much of it between them. Hyunjin found the handle, not breaking the kiss with Jisung as he turned the handle, pushing the door open as the two of them stumbled inside. Jisung brought his hands up to Hyunjin's hair, running his fingers through the soft thick black hair, tugging at it.

Hyunjin moaned into the kiss, their lips sloppy against the others, the taste of alcohol from Jisung and strawberry from Hyunjin's chapstick. Jisung kept walking backward until the back of his legs hit the bed, pulling Hyunjin down with him as he hit the bed with a soft thump.

Then it seemed to get real for Hyunjin, the intimacy close, so close for them. He broke the kiss, his eyes glazed over as he looked down at Jisung, the younger with his hair fanned out and his lips swollen.

"Jisung."

"What?"

"You're drunk, I may be a dick, but I'm not that much of a-"

"Shut up Hwang." Jisung said, his hands roamed down Hyunjin's chest tugging at the hem, "You're not taking advantage of me, I know what I'm doing."

Hyunjin stared down at him, his eyes filled with lust for the younger as he removes his shirt, letting the cloth fall to the ground, leaving his chest bare. Jisung didn't waste any time running his hands up and down Hyunjin's sides, letting his eyes trail down the elder's toned chest.

"Off," Hyunjin said, pulling up Jisung's shirt slowly, the younger shook his head, keeping his shirt down.

"I want to keep it on, Hyung." He whispered, a soft whine leaving his lips.

"Alright." Hyunjin brought his lips to Jisung's neck, his teeth grazing the skin and his body pressed against the youngers, moving his hips for the friction he wanted, he needed.

"Hyung, please~" Jisung whined, his eyes shut tight from the pleasure, "Stop teasing..." He rolled his hips against Hyunjin's, his fingers tugging the waistband of the elder's boxers.

"Please what?" Hyunjin asked against his neck, his breathing labored and his lips swollen, "Tell me what you want."

"I want you." Jisung told him, his fingers now making their way up to tangle themselves in Hyunjin's hair, "Hyung, I want you to fuck me."