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Of course Sunggyu never minded experimenting and trying new things, but when it got to this point he really did have to draw the line.
Woohyun was one to thrive off of his partnerâs pleasure, so prolonging it, drawing it all out was something he did often. Sometimes it was orgasm control; heâd push Sunggyu to the very edge, then tug him right back and repeat. Other times heâd tease, going so slowly Sunggyu almost cried and shouted at him in frustration. But, after it was all over and they lay spent and panting beside each other, Sunggyu had to admit he loved it, every single torturous second.
But this was something different altogether.
It wasnât the first time Woohyun had visited Sunggyu at work, wandering in right as his break started with that look in his eyes that Sunggyu knew all too well. Heâd glanced over all the records, brushing his fingers over the stack of Stevie Wonder, then followed Sunggyu into the break room, and out to the small bathroom in the very back of the building.
It was the usual encounter, the one theyâd replayed almost five times now. That was until theyâd both come hard and Woohyun took the moment of complete bliss Sunggyu was floating in to tug a little pink object from the pocket of his slightly lowered jeans, and pull out of the elder, only to replace his length with the object - which Sunggyu realised after only a second was most definitely the vibrating butt plug Woohyun had bought a few weeks ago. Theyâd used it once, and Woohyun seemed to find great fascination in the way Sunggyuâs face contorted in pleasure at the object pressing against his prostate.
Though in that moment he hated the damn thing, knowing it was keeping Woohyunâs release inside him, and that the younger had some, presumably, sick, twisted plan.
After trying to protest and tug the thing out himself Woohyun had somehow managed to persuade Sunggyu to trust him, and let the younger have a little fun.
So now here he sits, somewhat uncomfortable and nervous in a small cafe, shifting in his seat and waiting for Woohyun to return with their drinks. Sungggyu wasnât the least bit interested in enjoying a nice vanilla bean latte in that moment, as he usually would be. No, he was thinking about the both erotic, and terribly uncomfortable position he was now in. Heâd noticed that not only had Woohyun decided to torture him by making him keep the damn thing in, heâd also brought along the little remote for the toy - which Sunggyu was very, very tempted to throw under a truck.
Itâs as he stares out of the window that he feels it.
Sudden vibrations spark from the base of his spine and his eyes widen, a whimper falling from his lips as his hands ball so tightly into fists that his knuckles turn white. His teeth grit and toes curl as he tries not to make a sound, head whipping over to look at his evil boyfriend, whoâs eyes were locked on him, curiosity in his expression more than anything else as he waited by the counter for their drinks. His hands are in his pockets, presumably fiddling with the level of vibrations Sunggyuâs now feeling - and very much doesnât want to feel at that moment. .
It takes a good few seconds for the vibrations to increase, making Sunggyuâs whole body tremble, almost tearing up at the pleasure spiking through him and sending blood rushing to his cock.
Heâs never waddled faster in his life then as he does then, practically throwing himself from his seat and heading straight for the bathroom at the back, where he locks the door and immediately yanks down his pants and underwear. Heâs already half hard, cock standing at half-mast as he lowers a hand between his legs, one lifting to rest his foot on the lid of the toilet. Grabbing a hold of the toy heâs tempted to just yank it out and be done with the damn thing - might even flush it.
But for some reason he just canât.
It may be that in that moment the pleasure is so mind-numbingly perfect that he thinks if it stopped he might cry. So he does the only thing he can and tugs it out, letting the cum still inside him spill out and trail down his thigh, before pressing the butt plug back in, beginning to fuck himself with the toy. He leans his head back, eyes closed and jaw slack as he gives a drawn out moan, only to then hear a hurried knock on the door.
âGyu? Gyu câmon lemme in. Iâll help, Iâll make up for it, please?â
No way is Sunggyu letting Woohyun in now, not when heâd just put Sunggyu through that. Heâd teach him a lesson, and just let him listen. He didnât reply, just moaning a little louder and quickening the movements of his hand, pressing the vibrating toy deeper, right against his prostate. Feeling his legs tremble beneath him he uses his free hand to wrap around his throbbing length, pumping in time with his other handâs movements.
Soon enough heâs coming. He stills for a second, weakly moaning, then sliding down the wall to settle on the cold floor, panting. Heâd not even noticed but Woohyun had been constantly pleading with the elder to open the door the whole time, but Sunggyu just laughs and drops the toy to the floor, reaching up for the toilet paper to begin cleaning himself up.
Only once heâs dressed again, looking almost as if heâd not just fucked himself with a vibrating butt plug in a tiny cafe bathroom, does he open the door, simply taking Woohyunâs hand and placing the toy in it without another word. The wide eyed expression on his loverâs face is enough to bring a smirk to Sunggyuâs lips, knowing Woohyun had most definitely learnt his lesson. Â
The laughter bubbling from Dongwooâs lips was enough to make his heart flutter, so Sungyeol didnât really have the strength to fight back against the pillow hitting his arm, despite the fact he easily could. His eyeâs caught glance of the smile breaking from his hyungâs lips, and he found himself returning that smile -Â âAh, Dongwoo Hyung youâre gonna kill me!â he joked, weakly waving his arm at the pillow hitting his thight now. Dongwoo hummed and tossed the pillow away before moving to instead climb ontop of the other.Â
âMaybe we shoudl wrestle then.â the elder mused, and if it wasnât for the fact hat Dongwoo rarely made sexual inuendoâs he would have found himself more aroused; but instead he found himself laughing and gripping onto Dongwooâs wrists and waving them about. âBut youâd win,â Sungyeol argued, âYou and youâre super amazing muscles from dancing.â
âBut you have a height advantance.â
âBut Iâm also weak against your charms.â he teased, causing Dongwoo  to grin.Â
âStop hanging out with Woohyunnie, youâve gotten gross.â
âYou love it.â
âI do.â
He was more than ready to return the kiss the elder then placed on his lips; a hand raising from Dongwooâs wrist to touch the nape of the otherâs neck, and bringing him closer. The kiss was slow and sweet and everything he loved about kissing Dongwoo. Dongwoo leaned back and gave Sungyeolâs cheeks a good pat before humming.Â
âIf anyone asks, we had an epic wrestling match and I won after hours of effort.â
âAlright,, but what are we goign to do instead?â
âMake out of course, silly.â
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He never could prevent his eyes from gliding over to her when they stood on the same stage as award winners were announced, his attention on her rather than on the happenings just a few feet in front of him, or the fact that there were surely many fans recording his every move. He couldnât help staring - she was just⌠breathtaking. From her shiny, thick hair, to her pretty, brown eyes. From her slender legs to her attractively prominent collar bones only just visible above the collar of the shirt that covered the body he, for days now, had been thinking non-stop about.
âYouâre staring again.â The whisper drew him from his reverie and made his head snap in the direction the voice came from, just in time to watch Sunggyu lean back slightly with a smirk on his lips. With a frown, Woohyun replied, âI know. I canât help it.â
He really couldnât.
Finding her after the show was easy enough - her groups dressing room did have their name on the door. He knocked, even though the door was partially open. He had a clear view of the mirrors at the makeup tables along the wall, reflecting the group mid-changing. A flush found itâs way onto his cheeks as his eyes skimmed accidentally over Jiminâs bare torso, suddenly regretting the idea of coming to the dressing room. But no sooner had he hung his head and taken a step away from the door did he feel a small hand curl around his bicep and tug him back.
âWhere do you think youâre going?â As Woohyunâs head turned he caught the playful smile on her pretty pink lips, only making him want to kiss her more - though he knew he couldnât right here in the hallway where anyone could walk by. It elicited a genuinely pleasant smile from him though - it had been too long since heâd been this close even, but he intended to get a whole lot closer during the course of the evening.
âAre we still on for tonight?â His voice was kept low, though he was sure her group probably knew about their plans. However the slow frown forming on her face and the downward turn of the corners of her lips had his chest tightening. His brow furrowed, hand lifting slowly to ever so slightly brush his fingers over the back of the hand not still gripping his arm.
âIâm sorry, Woohyun-ah⌠We have to go back to the dorm right after the show.â It was something Woohyun himself knew very well - rules and curfews, heâd been kept to those throughout his years as an idol as well, and he knew he couldnât be mad at anyone but AOAâs managers, ruining their date, even though they had no knowledge of it, or Woohyun hoped they didnât.
He sighed softly, before an idea came to mind. It was clear Hyejeong had seen the glint in his eyes as her expression shifted to a rather more concerned one. âPlease tell me youâre not thinking up some elaborate plan to steal me away under my managerâs noses.â
âOf course not, thatâd be a suicide mission. No I was just thinking⌠We have a little time before you have to go back to your dorm⌠Youâd just be sitting âround doing nothing until you get to leave, so why not make the most of it?â
If there was one thing he liked immensely about Hyejeong it was the way she understood him. He didnât have to elaborate, or waggle his eyebrows and look her up and down to make her get the message. A slight blush blossomed on the apples of her cheeks as she averted her gaze to the floor for a moment, seemingly considering it, before biting her lip and nodding.
So taking her hand in his and peering up the hallway to check for anyone coming, he hurriedly led her off.
It wasnât hard finding the room that always remained empty, far enough away from the dressing rooms for any noises not to be heard, and within seconds of the door closing behind them Woohyunâs lips had found Hyejeongâs, hungry and desperate. Her hands threaded into Woohyunâs hair as he pushed her towards a table, hands slipping beneath her thighs to lift her and set her on the surface, lips never leaving hers.
With shirts, pants and skirts discarded, leaving them in their underwear Woohyunâs hand slid behind her to deftly unclip her bra - a skill heâd refined quickly with the amount of times heâd unclasped the fiddly thing - then slowly slid the straps down her arms, before flicking it to the floor with the rest of their clothes. It would be hard to pick his favourite part of Hyejeongâs body - her smooth, toned thighs, her plump lips or pert little butt - but in that moment he really loved her perky little boobs which fit perfectly in the palm of his hands as he lifted them both to smooth over the soft mounds, thumbs brushing over her nipples.
He leant down seconds later, lips pressing kissing down over to her left nipple, leaving a hot open mouthed kiss over her nipple, before moving over to her right. Then returning to her lips for a soft kiss he smiled against her plush tiers, one hand lifting to cup her cheek as he savoured the moment - he really did treasure these stolen moments they spent together, since they were rarely able to do this. It wasnât long before once again his lips were on her skin, kissing down the valley between her breasts, slowly using one hand to push her onto her back on the table, lips travelling down her tummy, reaching the hem of her cute little panties.
Finger tucking beneath the elastic he snapped it against her skin playfully, peering up with a lopsided, mischievous grin, to which Hyejeong frowned and reached down to flick his head. With a squeak and a rub to the sore spot he pouted up at her, before going straight back to tugging off the small piece of material to expose her sex. Kissing around the sensitive folds and clit he kept away from where he knew she needed him the most, purposefully teasing, as usual. Though an impatient whine had him hurrying it up, knowing they didnât have long.
His own underwear discarded he leant down once again and slowly pressed a kiss over her clit, peering up through his lashes to watch her reaction. It only took another few kisses for him to get lost in the familiar taste and dart his tongue out between her folds, almost smiling against her sex in triumph as his actions drew an beautiful moan from her lips, her hands dropping to thread into his hair as he slowly circled her clit with the tip of his tongue, then made his way down, pressing the wet muscle into her.
It wasnât long before he too got impatient, his cock already throbbing, aroused by the taste of her mixed with the pretty sounds she was making and the insistent tugging to his hair. He leant back, tongue trailing over his lips as he dropped his gaze to her face, lust now prominent in both their eyes. With steady movements, so sure and practised he stepped closer between her legs, one hand on her inner thigh and the other slowly guiding his length to her entrance. It was with one slow thrust that he pressed into her, the sudden tight warmth sending waves of pleasure up to his brain, making his head spin for a second, both hands now gripping her thighs as he lost himself for a moment in the lewd mixture of a whimper and moan she elicited.
âOh fuck, Woohyun-â Her voice was breathless, soft, and just the voice he loved to hear - it was something he only heard during the times they spent together like this, connected.
Beginning to roll his hips after a minute, letting her adjust, he leant down to press their lips together, giving shallow thrusts, simply enjoying the heat around his already hot length. Then, soon enough, her hips rolled back against him, and he took this as his cue to lean back, grip her hips, and give harder, deeper thrusts, gritting his teeth and directing his gaze down to the point where they connected, watching himself slide in and out of her. He was entranced for a moment, before a hand reaching out to him drew his attention away, one hand lifting to thread his fingers with hers and hold tightly as he changed angles, soon finding that spot that never failed to make her back arch and a drawn out, breathless moan of his name leave her lips, followed by short pants and half sobs.
By this point his head was spinning and she seemed to only get tighter and tighter by the second. Leaning down his dropped his forehead to her shoulder, groaning against her soft skin, kissing up the side of her neck and pressing as he deep as possible, feeling her clench around him as her thighs began to tremble, lifting to wrap around his waist and pull him deeper.
âIâm close, Hyunnie-â She gasped, head thrown back and eyes wide, before snapping shut tight, brow furrowing and mouth open wide in a silent cry as she suddenly become so impossibly tight that with just a one more thrust Woohyun was pushed over the edge, a shuddered groan, followed by a soft gasp of her name left his thick lips.
They remained like that for a minute, getting their breath back and letting it all sink in, before Woohyun lifted himself from where his chest lay pressed against her chest and propped himself up on his forearms either side of her, one hand shifting to brush a stray strand of her hair from her face as he gazed down at her. âThat was...Wow.â Voice quiet, almost inaudible, it was just loud enough to be heard by only them.
âYeah..Very wow.â She replied with a broken laugh. âYouâre amazing.â
âMe? No way, youâre the star that lights up my nights!â
âOkay be quiet before I push you on the floor, Nam Woohyun.â
Admin K and I would like to apologise profusely for our slowness these past few days. Admin N is currently studying for very important exams, and Admin K is dealing with some family things, but though we may be slow, weâre definitely working our way through our requests! So keep an eye out for our next post!Â
It was the free days they got in foreign countries while on tour that they lived for. The days they could go off into the cities and explore, let loose, have the fun that were so often denied. Concerts were exciting, rewarding; they loved seeing all their fans coming out to watch them perform, screaming their names and chanting, singing along - it was completely and utterly rewarding. But at the end of the day no one could deny how tiring concerts became once youâd done three concerts all in the span of three days, practising and flying from country to country, city to city. So it was the days where they had nothing but exploring to do that Infinite treasured.
Theyâd collapsed into their beds the night before, after their concert with the bright prospect of relaxation hovering just past the dawn.
Every time they were allowed to explore the cities together there was only one rule they ever stuck to completely without question - they had to at least be in pairs. No one was to go out on their own, and they understood why. In a city they werenât familiar with it was far more dangerous to be out alone. So it was Woohyun who tugged Sunggyu off the morning after their New York concert, a bright smile on his face, ignoring the grumbling pleads Sunggyu uttered to leave him be and let him sleep the day away.
They started out with sight seeing - Times Square was a must. Woohyunâs eyes lit up at the sight of all the tall buildings and bright sights, wide roads bordered by more skyscrapers. There really wasnât anywhere quite like New York.
âIsnât it amazing, Gyu?â Woohyun asked, turning his head away from the huge screens surrounding them to settle his gaze on Sunggyu.
Sunggyu really couldnât deny that, and he couldnât ignore the look of pure ecstasy on the youngerâs face. It was times like these, when Woohyun was relaxed, and happy, that Sunggyu felt like all the hard work was worth it. Seeing fans with the same bright expressions tell them how much the seven men meant to them - all the happiness their hard work brought in the end was worth it.
Soon enough night fell and Sunggyu played with the idea of heading back to the hotel, though the idea was incredibly unpleasant as he realised they really hadnât seen all they could. However Woohyun had other ideas.
âNo way are we going back yet, hyung. Youâre allowed a little leniency, and since Iâm with you, theyâll know Iâm fine. Just let loose a little.â Woohyun didnât want to throw away the last few hours they had of freedom in the big city for an evening spent cooped up in their hotel, entertaining themselves with technology or books. So, with puppy eyes and tugs to Sunggyuâs hand he finally got what he wanted.
The club was packed - bodies pushed together on the dance floor, neon lighting piercing through the darkness as the ground vibrated along with the beat of the music. It wasnât Sunggyuâs usual scene, but for Woohyun this was almost second nature. He melted into the atmosphere like a fish taking to water. His hands tugged at the elder vocal, coaxing him into the sea of swaying and bouncing bodies, before he was successful in pulling him flush against his body. In here, in the darkness of the club, with the air thick around them, hot with lust, desire, youth, they were nobodies, faceless, nameless people among the mass of bodies surrounding them. With no fear of being sighted in here, no worries about scandals or sneaky pictures they were able to let go of it all and enjoy each other the way they were so rarely able to do.
Woohyunâs arms found their way around Sunggyuâs neck, while Sunggyu wound tight around Woohyunâs middle, they pressed close and let the lights, the music, the entire intense feel of the club seep into their bones, permeating their senses until they were almost drunk off nothing but the atmosphere itself. Yet, it wasnât quite enough for them.
Shot, after shot, after fancy glowing drink with a tiny umbrella, which Woohyun insisted on wearing tucked over his ear, then demanding Sunggyu do the same. The world felt so much fuzzier, pleasant warmth circulating their bodies as they stumbled back to the dance floor, hands fumbling over each otherâs bodies with short giggles, before lips for lips and everything else disappeared.
It was always like this when they kissed - nothing else mattered. Woohyunâs short fingers threaded into Sunggyuâs already messy hair, gripping at the roots as Sunggyuâs hands gripped Woohyunâs hips, his thinner, prettier fingers dipping beneath the hem of the youngerâs shirt to ghost over his heated skin. Woohyun always felt like he could just live off Sunggyuâs kisses, like there was nothing else he needed in the world. Not food, nor water, or even oxygen; only Sunggyu and he perfect lips.
Neither remembered how theyâd managed to find their way out of the club and hailed a taxi, but finding themselves in the back, on their way back to their hotel (which Sunggyu would surely pat himself on the back for remembering the name of the next day), they couldnât keep their hands off each other. Woohyunâs hands once again buried within the elders hair, his lips trailing over the side of his neck placing hot, open mouthed kisses over the pale skin, and forgetting, in his drunken state, that he wasnât meant to mark Sunggyu anywhere above the collar, bit down and sucked hard, breaking away after grazing his teeth and tongue over the spot to admire the quickly darkening bruise heâd made - Woohyun was always pleased when Sunggyu let him mark him; he loved to see the evidence of their time together all over his lover, and even in the state he was in, it brought the same satisfaction it usually did.
But Sunggyuâs hands too did their fair share of moving, smoothing over the small of Woohyunâs back, then slipping under his shirt and moving to the front of his pants. Had he not had all the liquor coursing through his system heâd have noticed just how reckless the idea was before heâd shoved his hand down the front of Woohyunâs pants, smoothing over the clothed bulge only for a minute, before passing the final layer of fabric to curl his slender fingers around Woohyunâs length. Thanks to the alcohol Woohyun realised, in drunken fuzziness, that he was far more sensitive than usual, his cock already throbbing in Sunggyuâs hand as he gave the youngerâs length slow strokes. Woohyun, finding Sunggyuâs lips once more moaned into his mouth and shifted his hips up slightly, trying to get Sunggyu to move his hand faster. Knowing that the taxi driver could most likely both see and hear them only made it all the more exciting, the kisses and touches all the more desperate.
But much to Woohyunâs embarrassment, even with the liquor to make it seem a lot less pathetic than it actually was, he found himself coming into Sunggyuâs hand only minutes after he gave the first stroke. Had his cheeks not already been flushed by the alcohol, heâd be turning bright red at the realisation of what had just happened.
He didnât have long to dwell on it though as the taxi stopped outside the front of their hotel. Wiping his hand on the inside of Woohyunâs underwear as he tugged his hand out he turned to peer out of the window hurriedly, giving a slurred, incoherent mumble at the sight of the lingering fans outside, hoping to catch a glimpse of any of them going in or out, then turned back to the driver. It was the only indication Woohyun was able to take in that Sunggyu wasnât really as drunk as him, as the elder asked the driver in slurred, broken English if he could go round the back.
It was mere minutes before they reached the back entrance of the hotel, Sunggyu shoving a wad of notes into the driverâs hand, leaving it to the man to count it out, then return a couple to Sunggyu - he could have kept them, lied about the amount, but he pitied the drunken, horny men somewhat, and felt a rare wave of compassion overtake him. Shooing them out with a half smile, the driver sped off, instantly getting lost among the other cars on the street.
Somehow they managed to reach Sunggyuâs hotel room without being stopped by anyone, not even a manager. Luck seemed to be on their side as they fell into the hotel room, impatient and terribly heated, hands roaming over each other and tugging all articles of clothing off clumsily, leaving the small hallway that the little en suite bathroom led off of before the main room littered with everything from shirts to socks.
Woohyunâs head was thrown back as he was pressed down onto the mattress, Sunggyuâs lips on his jawline, hands sliding down over his bare chest as he used his knees to spread Woohyunâs legs and fit himself between them. As the more drunk of the two Woohyun was clumsy in his gripping of Sunggyuâs hair, lifting his legs either side of the elder and ramming a knee into Sunggyuâs hip as he did so, eliciting a pained groan from the elder and a stern frown. âStop moving.â The breathless command had Woohyun laying limp below Sunggyu in a split second, letting the elder shove his legs further apart as he reached over to the nightstand.
The first finger was a blur in which Woohyun only remembered whining for Sunggyu to hurry it up, shifting his hips and pressing back against the single digit. It was only with the stretch of the second that his head cleared of some fuzziness to make room for the slow breaching pleasure creeping up inside him. A small moan left his lips as he tilted his head back, exposing his neck to Sunggyu, who just couldnât resist leaning down and biting and licking at the smooth, sun-kissed flesh, unlike his own pale skin, fingers still working inside the younger.
But soon even those two fingers werenât enough for Woohyun and he was pressing back once again, giving soft whines and insistent rolls of his hips upward. âPlease Gyu⌠Just fuck me already.â
He didnât have to ask twice.
If asked later heâd not remember watching as Sunggyu slicked up his length, stroking the lube over his cock and running his thumb over the head, hissing and closing his eyes at the feeling for a moment as he Woohyun kept himself propped up on his forearms behind him. But in that moment he definitely enjoyed the show, before he was shoved down onto his back once again, Sunggyu shifting over him, one hand guiding the head of his length to Woohyunâs entrance.
He slid in in one slow roll of his hips, drawing an immediate groan from Woohyun, head once again leant back and eyes scrunched closed at the mixture of pleasure and pain. He was familiar with the stretch, familiar with Sunggyuâs impressive size, but every time felt like the first, the stretch just as stinging, the size just as breathtaking. âFuckâŚâ Breathing slow and steady he lifted his head to capture Sunggyuâs lips with his own.
And then Sunggyu began to move.
It was slow at first, soft rolls and rocks of his hips forward, moving against Woohyun carefully - too carefully for a tipsy, somewhat uncoordinated (especially while drunk) man. But he was careful with Woohyun, like every time apart from the ones where they were desperate, too needy to play nice, when there was hair pulling and vulgar words thrown about. So he started off slow, kissing Woohyun gently, tongue dancing over the youngerâs.
Until the pace increased and Woohyun gave a breathless moan into the elderâs mouth, biting on his plump lower lip and rolling his hips back against Sunggyuâs. He hoped heâd remember every second the next day, if he remembered anything from that night, he wanted to remember the pleasure he felt in that moment, the feeling of being connected so intimately with Sunggyu, the feeling of Sunggyu thrusting hard into him and coming so very close to that spot that made him arch and cry out.
It wasnât long before Sunggyu found it too - he knew Woohyunâs body almost as well as Woohyun did, maybe even better sometimes. Ramming into Woohyunâs prostate Woohyun knew he was watching his facial expression, even when the younger has his eyes closed and jaw slack, a silent cry at first passing his lips, before falling off into a whimper of Sunggyuâs name, almost sobbing at the intensity of it all.
Nails dug into the elderâs back, painting red tracks down his skin as Woohyun neared his peak, the coil in the pit of his stomach tightening with every thrust, the frequency of his moans increasing every few seconds. âGod- Gyu Iâm so close, fuck!â Burying his face in the side of Sunggyuâs neck the elder gritted his teeth and reached down to lift one of Woohyunâs legs round his waist to hit even deeper as he felt his own climax approaching.
And then Woohyun was coming hard, painting their chests white and tightening around Sunggyu, who gave a few more erratic thrusts before stilling, buried deep within the younger, hips stuttering, before spilling himself into him. He held himself here for a second, before slowly collapsed against Woohyunâs chest, letting his weight fall on him - not that Woohyun minded. He loved when Sunggyu was pressed against him to the point he almost couldnât breathe - the aftermath was always amazing, when their laboured breathing mingled in the suddenly so very quiet air around them.
The exertion had banished most of the tipsiness from both their minds, and as Sunggyu turned his head to gaze at his lover he smiled as genuinely content smile, a hand lifting to brush the sweat drenched strands of Woohyunâs hair from his forehead, fingers gently carding through the thicks locks.
âI love you..â He murmured, Woohyunâs eyes opening slowly a second later as a smile grew on his lips.
âI love you too, Gyu.â His head turned, eyes locking on Sunggyuâs, before he tilted his head to press his lips softly against the elderâs, letting the chaste kiss linger.
Even if he suspected theyâd not talk much about this whole night again, Woohyun knew heâd spend a considerably long time replaying the entire thing in his mind. There was nothing better than ending a relaxation day in bed with the person you loved the most in the world, showing each other just how very much you meant it when you said âI love youâ.
When it had happened, there was a good second of utter silence before Sungongâs scream ripped out through his throat - And everyone took action. Hoya had practically stumbled his way over towards the younger while Sunggyu ran out to grab a manager, Woohyun was the next one to reach Sungjong, holding the Maknaeâs head in his lap. For Sungjong, the pain was incredible, and it took all his strength not to scream and cry right there. The look Howon gave him though, the look of pure worry and fear - mixed with comfort and compassion, thatâs what kept Sungjong from passing out from the pain.Â
The doctor told Sungjong that he had broken his leg, and tore a tendon. The broken leg part didnât bother him, but the latter - he knew that tendonâs were important, that sometimes they didnât heal all the way. The overwhelming fear that he wouldnât be able to dance like before hung heavy, if that was the case, his life was really over.Â
Woollim informed the press that Sungong had to go visit his grandparents, that his grandmother was sick and wanted time with her grandson. In reality, Sungjong was sent home to rest - and prohibited from posting any SNS. The members would visit him occasionally; even though they still did performances and variety showâs without him, Sungjong would watch as each time they would incorperate him somehow. Either Hoya would sing his parts, or Sunggyu would mention how they were patiently waiting for their Maknaeâs return and how Infinite were still seven.Â
Though, Sungjong would notice how well they did without him.Â
He had always worried if he was just a face for Infinite, worried that they didnât really need him. His vocalâs werenât to par with Sunggyuâs or Woohyunâs - and his dancing wasnât even close to Dongwooâs or Hoyaâs...He couldnât act like Sungyeol and Myungsoo...What was his purpose really?Â
After two months he found that infinite were better with six.Â
...
It had been two weeks since a member came to visit, and Sungong was happy to see it was Hoya. The elder came to him quickly, arms spreading out to pull Sungjongâs upper have into a hug.Â
âUgh, Iâve missed you.â the elder mumbled, âWe all have, but Iâve totally missed you the most.â
âYah,â Sungjong laughed, patting his boyfriend on the back. âYouâve been messaging me every day, I kinda figured.â
Hoya leaned back after a moment and pushed back Sungjongâs fringe before sighing. âThe doctor called and said you could get your cast off next week, and then the week after you should be okay for variety showâs. We donât know about performances yet, but luckily we donât have anything scheduled. You can come back.âÂ
Hoyaâs voice was a bit pained, it was obvious the other had missed Sungjong and his presence. Sungong kenw that Hoya loved him, but he didnât know if the other really needed him in the group.
âYou sure?â he asked, finally letting a frown fall onto his lips. âYou guys are doing so well without me.â
It took a second for Hoya to properly take in the words, before he returned the frown.Â
âOf course we need you.â
A small snort left the Maknae, âIt doesnât seem like it.â
The two hands that cupped his cheeks surprised Sungjong, but what brought him the most surprise was the intense stare from his lover. Howonâs brows frowned, and his lips were set in a thin line.Â
âYou. Are. So. Important.â He spoke slowly, âYou are an amazing performer, and dancer, and singer, and all around person. We are not infinite without you, please donât think otherwise.â
Itâs then that Sungong remembered the time where Hoya sat out on the side of the stage for so many performances because of his own inures, and he felt like a complete ass. He didnât realize tears were running down his cheeks till he felt Hoyaâs thumb brush against his cheek.Â
âLean on me when you feel like this and Iâll help you stand straight again.â
Sungjong leaned forward and pressed their lips together, unable to hold himself back. Their lips fit together easily, Hoya pulling Sungjong half in his lap as he deepen the kiss, months of being unable to hold each other finally hitting them hard. After the kiss, Sungong let his head rest against the dancerâs shoulder.Â
âYouâll come back and the Inspirits will be happy to have you back. I think theyâre tired of hearing me sing your parts.â
Sungjong laughed a little and closed his eyes.Â
âItâs because you probably canât hit my pitches.â he joked, knowing full well the other was an amazing singer as well.Â
Woohyun wasnât too keen on the views most of society had on Omegaâs, he couldnât understand why they were so looked down upon - his own Omega, or rather - his mate, was so sweet and perfect in just every way. Yet there were wolfâs out there who found Omega were just glorified concubines; used just for reproduction. They were taught this way of course, from childhood Alpha and Beta are taught to treat Omega different; and Omega are taught to let them do so.Â
When Woohyun first met Sunggyu, the Omega was in his families yard, helping his mother tend to her garden, and Woohyunâs father had taken him to choose an Omega for himself. Sunggyu had three older sisters, who were beautiful and perfect in the eyes of his father - Omegaâs that would bread Alphaâs for his son. But Woohyun had only paid attention to the Omega male who stood behind his mother, sending shy glances back at him. It was an obvious connection for Woohyun, he knew right as their gazes met that the male Omega would be his. When he told his father this, of course the man was displeased; Omega male couldnât give birth - but when Woohyun reminded his father that his brother, Boohyun, already had a women Omega as a mate, he was more lenient.Â
It was awkward at first, Sunggyuâs mother wasnât happy that her sweet son was being taken away, but she knew the rules; and Sunggyu was nervous because he never thought that an Alpha would show him any interest. Woohyun, despite being taught to treat his Omega as a mere glorified whore, rather held Sunggyuâs hand and promised him that heâd take care of the Omega.Â
He wasnât sure what made him so protective over Sunggyu, maybe it was because he already found himself so entranced by the male. But when Sunggyu gave him that first smile, his heart was taken.Â
The first year he spent with Sunggyu was hard for the both of them. When Woohyun would take the other out, Sunggyu would get disapproving stares for publicly holding Woohyunâs hand and acting so much like his equal, when Alpha were so highly above Omega - But Woohyun always held Sunggyuâs hand tighter, and glared at those who sent his Omega looks of distaste. Eventualy, they stopped, and Sunggyu felt more at ease. In the first year, they also spoke of sex, and how once the deed was done theyâd forever be entwined. If an Alpha was mated with his Omega, truly mated - then there was no going back. His friend Howon mentioned that he and Dongwoo felt stronger with their bond, and his love for his Omega increased ten fold - Woohyun wasnât against the notion at all.Â
But he didnât want to force Sunggyu into anything.Â
Imagine his surprise when the Omega brought up the topic himself one night.Â
He told Woohyun that he couldnât have asked for a better Alpha, a better lover. That having Woohyun choose him made his heart flutter and his insides heat up pleasantly. He told Woohyun he wanted to be his forever,Â
The night they first slept together was the night they bonded as well. The scars on their shoulders are proof of their undying and ever lasting bond.Â
Now, even though there were some who still believe Omega are lower - times are changing. Woohyun used his family status to promote the fact that Omega wolfâs were just as important as Beta, and even Alpha. He stood with Sunggyu by his side, showing the world that his own Omega was just as powerful and important as himself.Â
...
âHave you ever thought of adoption?â Sunggyuâs voice was muffled by Woohyunâs shoulder, but the Alpha heard him clearly. Woohyunâs arms tightened around his Omegaâs waist.Â
âYes.â he breathed, âIâve thought of how amazingly cute youâd look as a Mother.â
Sunggyu hummed, âYouâd make a  good father.â
âLetâs look into it tomorrow.âÂ
Woohyun leaned back and pressed a kiss against his Omegaâs lips, feeling his heart beat pleasantly against his chest  at the thought of a family with Sunggyu. Sunggyu shifted on his lap and slid his arms around his Alphaâs shoulders, deepening the kiss and causing another type of warmth to spread throughout Woohyun. His hands gripped the otherâs hips as he rolled against Sunggyu - causing his Omega to gasp.Â
âWoohyun.â he breathed, lashes fluttering. Woohyun growled lightly and rolled his already naked lover onto the bed, and slid back inside him. A moan left Sunggyuâs lips, legs moving to wrap around Woohyunâs in a tight grip. The Alpha then rocked against his Omega slowly, enjoying the way his lover was always so ready for him, always so needy for his cock. Another moan, and Woohyun knew he hit his Omegaâs prostate.Â
Nails dug into the Alphaâs shoulderâs as Woohyun picked up pace, movements now swift and controlled as he worked towards making his mate feel good.Â
Sunggyuâs moans soon raised in pitch, holding himself to Woohyun tightly as he reached his climax; and Woohyun found himself following soon after, Sunggyuâs clenching around his cock making it almost impossible not to cum.Â
After, he collapsed on his Omega, and kissed the scar on his shoulder.Â
Gyujong, Au, nothing sexual but other rated things are alright. Prompt: Sunggyu the young new teacher and Sungjong the sad/indifferent kid in his class. Sungjong has serious family problems (physical abuse, drugs in his home) and really dosen't care about anything anymore. SG likes SJ a lot but ofc he tries to ignore his feelings (let's say that SJ is 17 so yeah Gyu thinks that he's crazy). Once he knows the truth about SJ's situation he wil do anything to help him, but it might be to late
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How about if infinite went to Hogwarts! Woogyu pairing but SFW. Sunggyu is in Slytherin and woohyun is in griffindor. Other members are there as well :)
Hey! Just a reminder that we also accept non-smut requests! As much as we love writing our favorite ships getting down and dirty; we also like the sweet moments and the angst and romance and so on. Weâre really happy at all the requests lately, but we just thought weâd remind you guys anyway !
I like how admin N writes ! it's so easy to follow and I always look forward to the requests you write c: super amazing !
Thank you so much, Admin K is a lot faster than me though! (Admin N constantly worries sheâs lacking compared to her prompt counterpart). Iâm pretty sure Admin K is far better at the NSFW requests than me though! (Plus sheâs far funnier, trust).
