i was thinking about how the scene where ji woo is hurrying back home bc seo jun is being needy has a similar energy to the scene in the lover where joon jae hurries back bc takuya wants ice cream... and now I can't stop coming up with similarities in both couples' dynamics... but I have stuff to do and I need to stop thinking about those two closed-off grumps that just want to keep to themselves but then these two absolute rays of sunshine with no concept of personal space and boundaries come barging into their lifes without notice and then the grumps have no choice but to fall in love and ugh, I just love that trope.
Based on the series The Lover (WATCH IT). The plot is missing. Instead Joon Jae and Takuya just get to enjoy their time together in the primal way. Not edited (because I’m lazy and not going to finish it anyway)
Read below at your own risk. It’s probably junk I don’t know what tense is. Still unfinished and will remain that way forever!
Joon Jae wasn’t sure how it started anymore, everything had gotten kinda fuzzy the moment Takuya had climbed into his lap. It might have been the soft caresses he’d been delivering to the other’s side for the last hour. It might have been the small moan he’d accidentally let slip when their knees brushed. It really didn’t matter he reminded himself staring up into deep brown eyes. They had been stuck like that for at least ten seconds now, both unsure but ready.
When their lips finally collided it was with the harsh mashing of bodies pressing closer. Hands that had been hanging idle, questioning their movements landing securely on thighs while fingers wound deep into dark hair. Joon Jae found even though the kiss had just started it was already hard to breathe. It might have been the fact he could feel the stirring of desire swirling in his stomach like white hot liquid pooling in places he wasn’t quite ready to deal with. But if he were being honest it was the fact he could feel Takuya pressed up against him, hardening cock already nudging his stomach. Then the blonde was pressing further in, tongue inviting itself to dance with his.
The dance didn’t last long as the need for oxygen made his chest tight. The brunette moaned though as he kept going chasing the taste of leftover strawberry ice cream. The warmth of the blonde’s body against him outweighing his body’s natural instincts if only for a moment longer. “Takuya...” Joon Jae finally pushed the blonde away just a touch, enough to take long gulps of air. Looking up at swollen lips, that were already pouting for the distance even their owner panted. Slim hips were wiggling in his lap invitingly as he pulled the other closer by his thighs. It took his breath away again to feel that chest flush against his own. His own equally swollen lips found a collar bone left open for attack by a low cut shirt.
Delicate moans filled the air as he ran his tongue along the heated skin. Tasting sweat and the undertones of the soap they had been using lately. It was odd but addictive. Joon Jae let his hands wander over the powerful body resting on his legs as he began to nibble the skin offered to him. Takuya’s moans were already all he could hear as he continued up to his neck peppering it with nibbles, licks, and kisses. The strong hand in his hair was trying to quicken his pace even as the other began lifting his shirt teasing the skin beneath with soft brushes. The brunette wasn’t having it though moving slower to the other side, wandering hands never stopping long.
When he finally couldn’t take it anymore it was with whining and a thrust that Takuya let the brunette know. “Joon Jae...don’t just tease me.”
It sent his whole world spinning to feel the blonde’s cock thrust against his own. But he didn’t stop teasing instead Joon Jae smirked against the flawless skin of Takuya’s neck before sinking his teeth in, earnestly sucking on the skin. The long moan that followed at him thrusting his own hips upwards for the friction. It was enough to drive him mad knowing there were only a few layers of clothing between them. But he wasn’t done yet, he wanted this to be something to remember because deep down where only Takuya had seen he was a romantic. “Don’t want to stop.” He finally mumbled against an already well abused shoulder fingers drifting under the edge of tightening pants only to dip back up under a thin shirt easing it up the smooth back underneath.
Takuya moaned louder feeling the fingers kneading his back pulling him closer. He finally gave up the fight and yanked the brunette’s shirt up and over his head
