#( yejun | threads )

[cheongyang]

@shootingstarentertainment  /  cont.

            shuddering breath as he bottoms out on matthew's cock  ,  hands planted upon the elder's abdomen  ,  ❝  s'too . . . much  ,  ❞  the dancer whines softly  ,  head fuzzy and hazy with lust  .  his thighs ache from trying to set a pace  ,  struggling with the rhythm when his entire body felt mushy and pliant to matthew's ministrations  .  clenching around the other's girth  ,  hearing the other's english praise . . . he doesn't quite understand ALL of whatever matthew's words whenever the elder switches languages  ,  but he's slowly learning  ;  he just can't understand it when he's more focused on trying to make the other feel better  .             at the other's urging  ,  yejun tries to pick up the pace . . . his breath comes out uneven and shaky  ,  mixed with soft moans and whines of matthew's names  .  yejun struggles  ,  but he's so EAGER to please  .  unshed tears clinging to his long lashes  ,  ❝  hyung . . .  ❞  he gasps  ,  feeling the other's cock glancing his sweet spot  ,  his vision blurring for a moment  .  he feels his entire body go stiff at the sensation  ,  ❝  please  ,  ❞  he pleads for some help  ,  yet he doesn't seem to be able to stop his hips  ,  trying to chase that same sensation . . . 

[cheongyang]

@shootingstarentertainment  /  cont.

            a whine falls from yejun's lips  ,  that's unfair but the dancer doesn't vocalize it  .  he's been too pent up from all the teasing . . . he just wants some release  .              ❝  hyung  ,  ❞  yejun whines  ,  hand wrapping around his weeping cock  ;  hips bucking upwards into his fist to get more friction  .  breathy moans and pitched whines fall from yejun's swollen lips as he stroked himself  ,  though . . . it's not enough  .  he feels like he's MISSING something . . . a sobbing whine falls from his lips  ,  ❝  not enough . . .  ❞  he keens  ,  his pace is sloppy and not satisfying  .             sticking the fingers from his free hand into his mouth  ,  lubricating the digits with saliva before moving to circle his rim . . . that's what he's missing  .  a shaky moan falls from his lips as a single digits presses past the tight entrance  ,  ❝  hyuunngggg . . . . ❞  yejun hiccups  ,  trying to find that spot  .  teary eyes focusing on the elder above him  ,  lower lip pushed out in a pout as he tried to make himself come  ,  ❝  please . . . i need more  ,  ❞  he pleads  .

[seungjecnga]

muse : jo yejun open to : m / f / nb plot : i think i’m getting grey hair...should i dye it ( again ) ??

            leaning forward, “ can you see any white or gray hair ?? ” yejun asks, letting the other sift through his locks, “ think i should dye it ?? like...silver ?? ash-color ?? ” he asks with a hum. “ the kids are really stressing me out and i’m only twenty-one... ”

[seungjecnga]

@hcurcux / sc.

            “ let’s go out for dinner tonight, ” yejun hums, moving to wrap his arms around jihoon’s shoulders while the other sat on the couch. somewhat bent over the back of the couch, yejun’s eyes scanned what jihoon was doing, “ my treat...do you like steak ?? ” he asks softly.

[ycungwings-archived]

@hcurcux / ft. YEJUN ( starter 11 of 12 )

            “MORNING, LOVE,” yejun mumbles, arms wrapping around the elder’s waist, face pressed into jihoon’s back. “why didn’t you wake me up ?? we could have made breakfast together,” he murmurs, voice muffled by the other’s shirt and even more so as sleep still lays a hand on the younger male.

[ycungwings-archived]

@hcurcux / ft. YEJUN && JIHOON

            MAYBE IT wasn’t a good idea to do this...on the couch, in the living room, where they could easily be spotted by the house’s other two residents ( hopefully sleeping or preoccupied upstairs ) but yejun was YOUNG and he was needy. asher claims that sex was a human NEED, almost as if to defend his own vigorous sex life with his boyfriend and yejun initially SCOFFED but he gets why the two of them are so touchy....who could keep their hands off of someone who’s just so....H O T ??             STRADDLING JIHOON’S lap, his body presses close to the elder as he presses needy kisses to the other male’s lips, “i really wish you’d stop...trying to kill me,” he mumbles against jihoon’s lips, accusing the other for being unnecessarily sexy by just walking into a room, “because i’m honestly at wit’s end...” he sighs into the kiss.

[ycungwings-archived]

@hcurcux ♥’d  / ft. YEJUN && JIHOON

            “IF WE went away...” yejun starts, propping his head up, “like went on vacation, theoretically,” he continues, he knows it’s probably never going to happen with how hectic things are, “where would we go ?? where should we go ??” he queries.