a little bit more
Pairing: Jookyun
Rating: NC17
Summary: Changkyun gets jealous.
“Don’t be jealous” Jooheon whispered, soft kisses trailing along the delicate line of Changkyun’s throat .
“You know when we get home it’s this, it’s always gonna be this” he continued, voice dropping to sultry as he sucked the soft lobe of the others ear into his mouth.
“I’m not” tone a little bit terse even though it was breathy, and they were shuffling back through the hallway- into Changkyun’s room.
“You are” Jooheon countered, laving his tongue down the side of his throat and kissing down to the collar of his shirt.
Changkyun didn’t want to argue, not now- not when Jooheon was finally here and not in the studio.
“I just don’t like it when people think....” and as he says it- he already knows it’s too much. His grip on dark locks falls away when Jooheon takes a tiny step to look into his eyes.
“Think what?” He asks, lips red and swollen from kisses and his hair mussed from Changkyun’s fingers.
He feels stupid even saying it.
“Tell me” a soft insistence and he bites his lip- looks down.
“I don’t like when people think you have feelings for each other” he gets it out, soft and almost not at all.
Jooheon leans down to catch his eyes, hands grabbing his.
“I’m nobodies but yours” he says, like Changkyun doesn’t know.
“And even if they think it- it’s not true. You’re the only one who gets this” he says- pressing Changkyun’s hand to his chest, just over his heart.
“And this too” this touch makes his cheeks heat- and his palm cups Jooheon’s length hard in his sweats.
“This is all you” he whispers, crowds Changkyun in against the wall.
They kiss, slow- warm hands cupping Changkyun’s cold cheeks and hips grind against his- pulling that pleasure right back into his belly.
“And if you need to me to prove it to you, I will” an almost challenge- dark eyes still smudged with makeup staring down at him.
“Show me” Changkyun returns the sultry, and at the words he’s being hauled up- walked over to the bed and deposited soft onto the blankets.
His socks go first, then belt and pants. Jooheon’s intense gaze doesn’t leave his, hands expertly divesting him of all of his clothes until his legs can spread open- give the other man unobstructed access to his most intimate places.
“I’m going to show you until you’re exhausted” he promises, two fingers slipping into his mouth- coming out wet.
It’s not enough, they both know- but the slicked press against his opening has him immediately moaning- pushing back.
He craved this touch so much he could almost cry for it- months and weeks being too busy and it had grown to a monstrous desire that made him wild for Jooheon.
He presses and strokes gently, playing against the sensitive nerves with the pad of his thumb until Chankgyun is panting and reaching for him.
He doesn’t have to ask, Jooheon drops down over him with graceful ease- lips meeting and plundering his mouth immediately.
Changkyun lifts his hips, grinds up into the soft cotton of his sweats and moans. The other is rubbing up over his thighs, stopping to hold his hips and rub thumbs over the sensitive hollows of his hips.
“I missed this” Jooheon admits, eyes sincere and Changkyun knows his cheeks are red, his face heated with the confession.
“Me too” he whispers- and then Jooheon is sinking down again- his hands pushing his own underwear and sweats off so it’s skin on skin.
This makes Changkyun really moan, leaking precum over the two of them, slipping up along the thickness he’s been fantasizing for.
“You’re sure you want it tonight- with the performance tomorrow?” Jooheon asks, always ten steps ahead- but Changkyun doesn’t care.
“Yes” immediate and no second thought, he couldn’t wait- he wouldn’t. Not after this long.
The lube is a quick find- always in his side drawer and Jooheon warms it a little before slipping two fingers inside. Changkyun would die with the secret- but he had cum on three fingers crying out for Jooheon earlier, so the stretch was warm and familiar.
“You’re so beautiful” Jooheon’s deep rasp, and Changkyun looks to see him up on his arm, staring and cataloging him.
“Don’t—“ he starts, but Jooheon is shushing him, leaning down to kiss him and at the same time adding a third finger. A little more burn, the real stretch of fingers that can reach deeper than his and he arches his back into it.
“It’s good” Changkyun whispers- but Jooheon shakes his head, smiling soft.
“Not yet” he denies, spreading his fingers out more before letting a forth slide in and Changkyun almost sees stars with this burn.
He leans- grips devastatingly sculpted biceps and rocks down to meet the feeling.
“Jooheon” breathy, all want and no real worlds- but the other gets it. Leans down to kiss him soft as he keeps stretching, swallowing up the desperate and guttural sounds falling from Changkyun’s lips.
He’s stretched until he feels delirious, until he’s sure he could probably take more- and he wants to, and then finally Jooheon pulls his fingers free- replaces them with something even hotter, thicker.
“God—“ Changkyun whines- hikes his thighs higher around Jooheon’s waist and arches as he finally starts to push in.
The stretch will always undo him, body throbbing and almost wanting to panic push back- and yet Jooheon is gentle and relentless. Pushing up slow and steady until Changkyun feels like his insides move, make room for Jooheon and he fits so tight it makes his eyes roll back in his skull.
Soft kisses press to his jawline- hands helping to hold his thighs up and open and he starts to roll his hips.
“I love you” and this does make his eyes water, makes his arms come up and desperately wrap around broad shoulders.
“God yes” he hisses, not saying it back because he can’t- he would fucking fall apart right now.
Jooheon’s hands on him are gentle, like he knows- hips rocking to perfectly tap at his prostate and keep him so hard he’s ready to let go.
“Changkyun” soft, his own voice clearly laboured with his movements- getting closer.
Changkyun looks up- swallows hard at the feelings in his stomach and his chest.
“I’m only yours” like some sacred oath, whispered with the heavy weight of his heart and somehow that’s it- he’s letting go, back arching and thighs shaking as he comes untouched on the others cock.
His eyes water, muscles locking up as he clutches desperately to the others arms, clenching over and over until his orgasm too crests.
Hot and scorching his already sore insides- but he loves it, wants it to be like this every single night.
When they come down they’re kissing softly- nuzzling and just touching one another’s skin- soaking in the feeling of being together.
“I love you too” he finally says, and Jooheon gives him a kiss so soft it makes his heart ache.
“You can be jealous, I’ll prove it to you every time”
Changkyun doesn’t say anything to that- just closes his eyes and hugs Jooheon tighter.