( oh shit. fuck. he's maybe never heard hyunsu moan like that before, all whiny and needy and pretty fucking loud, and it sends a jolt of absolutely unhinged desire through him, hips flexing forward instinctively. hao knows immediately that he could get addicted to this β probably already fucking is addicted to this, coaxing more and more out of hyunsu with each little touch, each little nip of his teeth against hyunsu's lip when they kiss.
the corners of his mouth turn up into a smile at the pleas that end up buried against his lips, and those fingers still curled into the strands of his hair give another tug, holding him just like that so his mouth can trace along his jaw, kissing beneath the shell of his ear, head dipping down so he can lick a stripe up the side of neck before picking the perfect spot to sink his teeth into, sucking a mark there, wanting to see his own fucking bite mark later.
he finally acquiesces a little when he's satisfied with the absolute work of art he's left on hyunsu's skin, finally lifts up an arm to let hyunsu tug his t-shirt up and over his head, giving him only a moment of satisfaction before hao, hands on hyunsu's bare waist, turns him around to pin the front of him against the door. there's his own little hum of approval as he rocks his hips against hyunsu's ass (jesus christ, has his ass always been this perfect?), palms wandering up his bare sides before sneaking around to feel appreciatively up his abs, his chest. god, he's so β )
Good boy, ( hao murmurs against the back of hyunsu's neck, cheshire cat smile surely audible in his voice as he mouths along the wide expanse of his shoulder before giving him another bite, licking over it to soothe the sting. ) I've decided I'm gonna make you come before I even get my dick inside you. Sound good?
[oh god. fuck. fuckfuckfuck. That's the only thought that can formulate in Hyunsu's mind as Hao bites his neck. Not so hard that it breaks the skin, but enough that the pain and the pleasure are mingling just so, even more intensely than the hair pulling, which is also still happening, actually and Hyunsu feels like he's losing his mind. His fingers dig into the flesh of Hao's back as he pulls him closer, pressing their hips together as Hao works to leave his mark.
When Hao gives Hyunsu the cue to remove his shirt there's almost a slight delay, like it takes his brain a second longer than usual to process what's happening. Probably because of how much bloodflow has been redirected to his dick. He's breathless and flushed and dazed and hard, but he does manage to get Hao's shirt off, at which point he loses his breath again. Because goddamnit Hao is gorgeous. Slender and wiry but with more muscle definition than one might expect from someone his size. Hao has sent him shirtless selfie or two in the past, so technically this isn't the first time seeing him this way, but it feels like the first time, anyway because it's real life, not just a little image on an ancient iphone. In any case, Hyunsu wants to touch him. Or maybe lick him. Is that insane? Maybe he's insane now...
But before he can even fully register any of those thoughts, Hao is forcing him to turn around. Hyunsu gasps but he doesn't resist, even though some part of him would like to continue to admire his boyfriend's body. He lets Hao manhandle him because he likes it. He likes that Hao is demanding and pushy and will pin him against the wall if he wants to. He bites his lip on a groan, pressing his ass back against Hao's hips as he rocks forward.
Hyunsu didn't think he could get hornier but he's proven wrong because the spike of arousal that comes with Hao calling him "good boy" is down right embarrassing. He presses his forehead against the door and can't quite stop the needy little noise that breaks free of his throat.]
Yeah. [His voice sounds thin and raspy to his own ears. He swallows dryly as one of his hands finds Hao's as it traces his abs. Not to stop him. Of course not. He just wants to touch him.] Yeah, that sounds really good.
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the corners of his mouth turn up into a smile at the pleas that end up buried against his lips, and those fingers still curled into the strands of his hair give another tug, holding him just like that so his mouth can trace along his jaw, kissing beneath the shell of his ear, head dipping down so he can lick a stripe up the side of neck before picking the perfect spot to sink his teeth into, sucking a mark there, wanting to see his own fucking bite mark later.
he finally acquiesces a little when he's satisfied with the absolute work of art he's left on hyunsu's skin, finally lifts up an arm to let hyunsu tug his t-shirt up and over his head, giving him only a moment of satisfaction before hao, hands on hyunsu's bare waist, turns him around to pin the front of him against the door. there's his own little hum of approval as he rocks his hips against hyunsu's ass (jesus christ, has his ass always been this perfect?), palms wandering up his bare sides before sneaking around to feel appreciatively up his abs, his chest. god, he's so β )
Good boy, ( hao murmurs against the back of hyunsu's neck, cheshire cat smile surely audible in his voice as he mouths along the wide expanse of his shoulder before giving him another bite, licking over it to soothe the sting. ) I've decided I'm gonna make you come before I even get my dick inside you. Sound good?
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When Hao gives Hyunsu the cue to remove his shirt there's almost a slight delay, like it takes his brain a second longer than usual to process what's happening. Probably because of how much bloodflow has been redirected to his dick. He's breathless and flushed and dazed and hard, but he does manage to get Hao's shirt off, at which point he loses his breath again. Because goddamnit Hao is gorgeous. Slender and wiry but with more muscle definition than one might expect from someone his size. Hao has sent him shirtless selfie or two in the past, so technically this isn't the first time seeing him this way, but it feels like the first time, anyway because it's real life, not just a little image on an ancient iphone. In any case, Hyunsu wants to touch him. Or maybe lick him. Is that insane? Maybe he's insane now...
But before he can even fully register any of those thoughts, Hao is forcing him to turn around. Hyunsu gasps but he doesn't resist, even though some part of him would like to continue to admire his boyfriend's body. He lets Hao manhandle him because he likes it. He likes that Hao is demanding and pushy and will pin him against the wall if he wants to. He bites his lip on a groan, pressing his ass back against Hao's hips as he rocks forward.
Hyunsu didn't think he could get hornier but he's proven wrong because the spike of arousal that comes with Hao calling him "good boy" is down right embarrassing. He presses his forehead against the door and can't quite stop the needy little noise that breaks free of his throat.]
Yeah. [His voice sounds thin and raspy to his own ears. He swallows dryly as one of his hands finds Hao's as it traces his abs. Not to stop him. Of course not. He just wants to touch him.] Yeah, that sounds really good.