Junho on his knees eating out that gihussy while Gihun leans against a wall trying not to collapse from how good it feels.
OMG I DIDNT EVEN KNOW I HAD THIS IN MY DRAFTS!!! PARDON!!!!
NSFT, GIHUN HAS AMBIGUOUS GENITALIA
"Face the wall."
That's the first thing Gihun hears after staying so long on his knees, throating Junho with precision and deliverance. Junho agreed happily to a blowjob after a long, hard day at work— but cumming simply wasn't in the cards for him.
The stress had been getting to him THAT much.
"On my—?" Gihun asks, looking up at him from his position on the floor, kneeling and slotted between Junho's legs. "No," Junho answers, "stand up and face the wall."
Gihun cocks an eyebrow in confusion, unsure of how he can blow someone from that position, but at this point he is willing to do whatever Junho asks him to. He stands up and does as he's told, a wet and limp cock hanging from between Junho's legs as he stands behind Gihun, inches between them.
"I'm gonna pull these down, can you help me?" Junho asks, Gihun nodding softly as he quietly undoes his belt and helps Junho pull his pants down, making them both pantsless as he kicks them off his ankles towards the other side of the room.
Hands wander down Gihun's hips— calloused, hardworking hands— carefully mapping out the curvatures and layout of his body until he reaches Gihun's ass. He grabs handfuls of both cheeks— his thumbs grazing slightly against his open hole and tail bone, brushing against the skin like an accidental run in with a passing stranger.
Junho has been longing to be here and has taken way too long to realize it.
"I'm gonna eat you out. Arch your back for me."
The request is soft, but serious. No hesitance, no question, just direction.
"Legs apart..."
Gihun follows his every whim like it's scripture, letting his body unravel in Junho's words as he kneels down behind him to get his face closer between his legs.
"Good."
That's the last word that leaves Junho's mouth before his tongue greets the folds of Gihun's skin warmly— hot and slick sensations embossing his hole and wetness tricking down as if gold had been forged in it's liquidated form.
"Ah-ha! Ah!" Gihun moans like it hurts, but far from it. The sting is not from pain, it's from losing his breath at how warm and hot it feels. How love feels even in the most darkest moments— how Junho can come home from facing the world and all its dangers to him and bury his face in his body as if the world around them no longer exists.
He does it with joy, and pride for his partner.
He will work for him till his hands are tired and bleeding.
Until his tongue is sandpaper, barren of gentleness from the harshness in tone he speaks to others.
Gihun knows this— he no longer needs convincing, especially not now— and he holds on to the wall, and the back of Junho's head to keep him secure. Not to push him or guide him, just as a silent way to ask, "are you still here?"
Junho's hand trails up the inside of Gihun's leg as his own hips rock beneath his body. He's grinding against the floor, and the build up is what gets him hard. He's reveling in the slowness of pleasing Gihun with his tongue because pleasing others with his hard work has become too quick— too easy of a solution. He knows how to work hard, but he's never had to think less until he's fucked Gihun.
Junho's fingers curl until he only has two to spare— and slowly, he stretches the lip of Gihun's hole until he finds them deeper inside him than his tongue.
"Fuck! Ah!" Gihun hisses out of surprise, melting into the feeling of Junho inside him as his hips buck and twitch backwards around Junho's hand.
Junho holds his waist down by wrapping his arm around Gihun's stomach— forcing him with pleasure to stand still and feel it. Gihun doesn't object— how could he?
Even as much as he twitches, stumbles and falls, no matter how tired and weary Junho is— Junho will always catch him, and they will always come home to each other.
Junho cums on the floor, but persistently— he keeps going. He doesn't let Gihun see the accomplishment he's made because Gihun will believe he no longer needs him.
He doesn't need to be useful, he needs to stand here and let Junho taste him. Let Junho enjoy his presence and feel his body.
And most importantly, he needs to let himself cum.
(I would like to dedicate this piece to my junhun partner in crime @player016 🫶🏻)