caught in a comet's tail {v/vii}

[kairousels]

part iv

By the time Kyungsoo calls it quits and heads back to his room, he’s at least a little buzzed. There’s a light, fluttering feeling in his head but he’s still sober enough to maneuver the hallways to his room without a problem. The feeling in his head almost reminds him of the sensation he gets in his chest when he’s around Jongin and it makes him think back to what happened earlier in the hallway. What if Jongin’s still awake now? Would they just go to sleep or maybe do something more? Kyungsoo sure hopes it’s the second option if he’s being completely honest with himself. He just wants to feel Jongin’s hands all over his body, no clothes there to ruin the mood.

Kyungsoo shakes his head frantically. What the hell is wrong with him? He’s been acting like such a hormonal teenage boy lately.

He steps in front of his door and a small beam of light scans his face, the lock to his door ticking open a moment after. He almost forgot about the security system here. He called a friend of his to make sure Jongin would be able to get into his room at the research base without any sort of problem, but he wasn’t sure if it would work or not. Usually, to register someone else on these types of security systems requires the person to actually physically be there since the system has to scan all of the contours of their face.

Kyungsoo takes his commander cap off of his head as the door slides open and walks in. He smiles at the sight of his pictures hanging on his wall. They’re mostly of him and his mother as he was growing up. His favorite, though, is the one at the end. It was taken the day of his graduation from the Intergalactic Peace Corps Academy. His mother is looking down at him with such a loving, proud look. Kyungsoo is beaming up at her as well, ignoring his brooding father standing behind them. The picture never fails to make the Lead Commander chuckle.

He takes off his shoes at the end of the small hallway, putting them away in a small cubby close to the floor. He comes into his small makeshift living room to still see no sign of Jongin. He gets a concerned look and goes to check the bedroom to the immediate right of him. The door swooshes open when he stands in front of it to reveal Jongin laying comfortably on the bed. He had a few of Kyungsoo’s pillow propped up behind his back as he looked through something on one of the holopads that the Lead Commander always keeps by his bedside.

Kyungsoo swallows harshly when Jongin’s eyes meet his, a smile growing on those beautiful lips of his. His eyes are a mix of orange and pinks, even as he shuts down the holopad and puts it away. He swings his legs over the edge of the bed but remains sitting, just watching Kyungsoo. “Did you have fun? I heard there was a party.”

Kyungsoo feels an overwhelming sense of guilt wash over him. He didn’t even think to ask Jongin if he wanted to attend. Jongin seems to sense this and just smiles up at him. “It’s okay. I probably wouldn’t have gone anyway. I’m not that big of a people person.”

Kyungsoo gives him an apologetic look and goes to sit next to him. He blinks a few times and remembers the last time he was anxious Jongin seemed to immediately know without him saying anything.

“Jongin? Can you smell things?” Okay that was definitely not what he wanted to say but before he can take it back, Jongin chuckles.

“Are you drunk Kyungsoo?”

Kyungsoo flushes in embarrassment. “I mean like, can you tell how I feel just by your sense of smell?”

Jongin smiles at him again, his gaze fond. “You could say that yeah. You can’t?”

Kyungsoo shakes his head. Curse his mediocre human senses. Jongin just hums, giving him a more thoughtful look. “I guess that means I’ll just have to be more expressive so you’ll know my feelings then.”

Kyungsoo bites his lip at the thought. There is a brief silence and Jongin reaches out to brush his hair to the side. “What are you thinking?” he asks softly.

Kyungsoo almost laughs because that’s usually his line. He looks at Jongin again and feels his stomach flip. “I don’t know.”

Jongin caresses his jawline, sliding a bit lower to his neck. Kyungsoo shivers at the feather light touches and gives a nervous smile when Jongin places a chaste kiss on his cheek. Kyungsoo grabs his hand and grasps it tightly. “I don’t know what this is,” the Lead Commander says quietly, tracing the lines in Jongin’s palm, “but I like it alot.”

Jongin just gives him a soft look that makes Kyungsoo’s heart swell with happiness. He looks down at the Daknae’s hand and gulps when he realizes this was the same hand that was on his crotch earlier, palming him so well. Kyungsoo feels heat drench his gut at the thought, his cock twitching in the slightest. He gets a horrified look when he notices Jongin visibly stiffen and let out a low hiss.

Kyungsoo sees his nostrils flare and his eyes flash that deep pale peach that seems to take over his irises anytime they are together. The Lead Commander is surprised to see the skin around his eyes spark to life so quickly. Usually it takes a few minutes for it to happen.

Jongin grits his teeth, squeezing Kyungsoo’s hand like he’s trying to stay in control. “Kyungsoo.”

The Lead Commander feels out of breath just looking at how affected Jongin is. He moves himself and swings his legs to straddle Jongin’s thighs, holding onto his shoulders for dear life. Jongin stares heavily at him, almost downright glaring, but Kyungsoo knows it’s not out of anger, not with the way Jongin’s arms hold him steadily by his waist. As if he’s grasping something infinitely precious to him. Kyungsoo leans into the Daknae’s ear and lets out a high pitched noise he’ll probably be embarrassed about later.

“Jongin please.” Jongin sharply inhales at the desperate tone in Kyungsoo’s voice. “Please.”

Jongin groans and puts his hands under Kyungsoo’s ass to support him as the Daknae gets up, Kyungsoo wrapping his legs tight around Jongin’s waist. Jongin leans in and kisses him, lips mouthing against his as he makes the kiss deeper. Kyungsoo returns the action and sucks on Jongin’s bottom lip softly. He goes to run his fingers through Jongin’s silver hair but is afraid to loosen his grip in fear that he’ll fall even though Jongin has a great grip on him. The Daknae’s muscles aren’t even twitching in exertion yet.

“Bed,” he mumbles against Jongin’s lips, the Daknae getting the message right away and turns them around. He lets them fall together, their bodies bouncing slightly when they collide with the mattress. Jongin hovers over him, kissing him again but this time slipping his tongue in. Kyungsoo moans softly at the wet muscle sliding against his own.

They kiss slowly, languidly. Jongin’s wandering hands, though, waste no time unlatching the small hooks that keep Kyungsoo's uniform jacket on. He pulls away to help Kyungsoo out of it, the human removing the small undershirt underneath as well.

Nothing is rushed. They both take their time removing each other’s clothes and exploring one another’s body. Kyungsoo practically salivates at the sight of Jongin’s muscular thighs once his pants are removed. Once they are in nothing but their briefs, Jongin leans in to bump his nose against Kyungsoo’s. The Lead Commander brushes his hair from his eyes and smiles at the color alive in Jongin’s eyes, the irises still swirling with a deep, glowing peach.

Jongin sighs in content, letting his eyes slip closed. “Show me how to pleasure you,” he says softly.

Kyungsoo takes a moment to cup Jongin’s face and brings him in for a sweet kiss. He pulls away a moment later to pull at Jongin’s underwear, the Daknae understanding right away. He maneuvers himself this way and that until his underwear is removed, throwing the clothing with their other clothes on the other side of the room. Kyungsoo’s throat temporarily runs dry at the sight of Jongin’s cock curled high from arousal.

Kyungsoo’s not sure what he was expecting since Jongin is technically of another species, but his cock is for the most part just like a human’s. The only main difference is that the tip is a bit more bulbous and flared, but not by much. The overall shape is very similar to that of a human’s, thick and of a decent length. Nothing Kyungsoo can’t handle.

He reaches out and curiously wraps his hand around it, stroking from the base all the way to the tip. He’s a little surprised to actually feel it throb in his hands from his touch, Jongin letting out a low, animalistic sound in the back of his throat.

Kyungsoo takes this as his cue to continue, thumbing the slit at the tip and around the skin at the bottom of the head. Jongin gasps and bucks his hips. Kyungsoo goes back to stroking the shaft, loving the warm pulsing it does in his hand. Jongin has his eyes shut tightly, seemingly holding his breath. Kyungsoo feels his own cock swell at the sight of the other’s face scrunched up in pleasure.

Just then, Jongin takes a breath and his eyes snap open. A second later he’s pulling Kyungsoo’s hand away from his dick and practically clawing at Kyungsoo’s underwear. Kyungsoo lifts his hips so Jongin can side it off easily, the material getting caught on his ankles in the process. Jongin drinks in his appearance, running his hands up this bare thighs until he reaches his pelvis. Kyungsoo’s practically panting in anticipation when Jongin lightly grasps his cock in his hands.

Jongin does the same movements that Kyungsoo had done to him earlier, stroking the shaft a bit before running his fingers over the tip. When Jongin leans forward a bit though, Kyungsoo’s breath catches in his throat. Jongin presses tender kisses to the base of Kyungsoo’s cock, mouthing at his sack as his hand continues to lightly stroke. Kyungsoo moans and screws his eyes shut, not able to take the sight of Jongin now licking his way up to the tip and swirling around there. He sucks lightly at the frenulum beneath the cockhead, causing Kyungsoo to jerk. He nips there, gently enough that it doesn’t hurt. Kyungsoo lets out a short whine when Jongin lets his dick slip totally into his mouth, sucking harshly and making Kyungsoo keen.

The Lead Commander feels the pressure building in his gut and pulls Jongin’s head from his cock. He brings him to hover over him so they can kiss, their teeth clacking as both of them eagerly mouth at each other. Jongin’s back is hunched and the tip of his dick is warm against Kyungsoo’s skin. The Lead Commander reaches between them and grasps both of their cocks and moves his hand. Jongin groans deeply and bucks his hips at the sensation.

“Jongin,” he pants, “you need to stretch me.” Jongin gives him a confused look, halting his movements. How he manages to still look like a lost puppy in such a precarious situation, Kyungsoo will never know.

“Show me.” Kyungsoo gulps and takes his hands away from their hard dicks. He tells Jongin to lean back and he does, the Daknae sitting back on his knees to watch Kyungsoo move around. Kyungsoo turns around so he’s on all fours, a little embarrassed by how vulnerable he feels, but when he sees Jongin swallow nervously behind him, he smirks.

Kyungsoo crawls up a bit on the bed to reach into the nightstand, a half empty bottle of lube lying at the bottom of the drawer. Kyungsoo grabs it, pours a bit onto his fingers and lays his head against the mattress, craning his head to watch Jongin as he reaches behind himself. Jongin’s eyes and skin are both sparking as Kyungsoo begins to stretch himself on his own fingers, first one, then two. Kyungsoo’s usually never this bold to put on a show for his partners, but he’s glad he is right now. He feels a surge of confidence the moment Jongin reaches to palm himself as well as stroke Kyungsoo’s shaft the best he can from the position the human is in. Kyungsoo lets out a choked moan when he adds a third finger, the stimulation from his fingers and his cock becoming too much.

He withdraws his sticky hand from his ass when he feels he’s ready, raising himself enough so he can turn his torso to hand Jongin the bottle of lube. Jongin grabs the bottle and stares at it, screwing open the cap and tilting his head when the slippery substance pours onto his fingers. Kyungsoo almost wants to coo at how cute the other looks. “Put it on your dick.”

Jongin looks up at him and Kyungsoo feels himself flush, realizing what he just said. “I mean- uh. Just you know. On yourself.”

Jongin chuckles, the sound hoarse and throaty. “It’s okay Kyungsoo. I get it.” He does as he’s told and smears it on. Kyungsoo makes a face because he may have put a little too much on but oh well. It’s better than too little, he supposes. Jongin scoots closer on his knees once he’s done, laying a warm hand right at Kyungsoo’s ass cheeks. He strokes lightly, his thumb brushing over his entrance and pushing in just for a second before retracting. The small touch has Kyungsoo already withering. Words can’t even begin to express how great it feels to have the Daknae’s hands on him, even if they’re just featherlight touches.

“Jongin please,” he says desperately because this is exactly what he’s been waiting for. Jongin braces on hand on his hip, the other guiding his cock to Kyungsoo’s entrance. Once the cockhead breaches, Kyungsoo yelps but adjusts quickly, telling Jongin to keep going. Jongin eases in slowly, delicately until he’s buried to the hilt. He whispers sweet words to Kyungsoo, telling him how beautiful he is and how happy his is to be with him like this. Kyungsoo lets out a few pained cries because it’s been awhile since he’s last done this and Jongin’s definitely thicker than he thought he’d be, but he knows he’ll get through it. He balances himself on his arms, breathing deeply to try to will the pain away.

After a few moments, Kyungsoo gets his breathing under control. His eyes flutter open and to the side to see Jongin staring down in worry. The Lead Commander smiles the best he can and cranes his neck. Jongin leans forward carefully to put a chaste kiss on Kyungsoo’s swollen lips. “You can move,” Kyungsoo says quietly.

Jongin pulls out a bit and inches his way back in, sighing at the feeling. Kyungsoo sighs too, especially when Jongin picks up the pace a bit, a slight sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. Jongin lets out a practiced groan from the back of his throat, the sound deep and longing. Kyungsoo groans too, although more out of breath from all his panting. His mouth parts and says a small “faster”, feeling heat trickle down his spine.

There is no warning, Jongin just begins pistoning his hips straight into Kyungsoo. The human cries out at the speed, his body being pressed into the mattress again. He can barely breathe the moment he feels a wonderful sensation consuming him the moment Jongin thrusts into him just right. “There Jongin! Right there!”

Even though Jongin may not know what he’s talking about, he still keeps the same angle as before, continuously hitting the other’s prostate as much as he can. Kyungsoo’s entire body is being jerked with how much force Jongin exuberates with his thrusting, but the pleasure is just too good for him to care. He already feels himself beginning to boil over, the coiling in his gut getting more and more apparent. He reaches down to stroke his neglected cock, using the precome oozing from the tip as a makeshift lube. He strokes himself in time with Jongin’s quick thrusts, the precome on his cock making the slide a lot easier but also making small squelching noises. Jongin gives a particularly hard thrust and he almost screams the moment he feels himself starting to tip over the edge.

“Jongin! Jongin!” Come spurts all over himself and the sheets, leaving Kyungsoo twitching from his orgasm. He still feels the pleasure coming in strong waves as Jongin’s hips pick up even more speed. Jongin snarls above him, gripping Kyungsoo’s hips hard and bringing them down to meet his quick thrusts. Kyungsoo lets himself be manhandled by the other man, enjoying the way Jongin frantically searches for his own climax.

He whines when Jongin continuously abuses his prostate and turns around to give him a wrecked look. Tears have gathered in the corner of his eyes, making his eyelashes clump together. His cheeks are a bright red, his neck and collarbones flushed from arousal. Jongin’s nostrils flare just as they did before and he shoves Kyungsoo down so he’s lying on his stomach instead of on his hands and knees. He hunches over Kyungsoo’s back and continues his thrusting, the movements not as quick since the angle is a bit different, but still just as harsh.

Jongin hunches over, leaning his upper body weight on his left arm. He uses the right one to cup Kyungsoo’s jaw and make him crane his head up so they could kiss. Kyungsoo lets out a moan at the uncomfortable angle his neck is being bent at but he’s becoming too tired to care. He should have realized that Jongin probably has a lot more stamina than him.

“Kyungsoo, fuck.” Jongin lets out a short cry as his hips stutter. Kyungsoo feels his cock twitch violently inside him before a warm, thick substance is released. He moans at the feeling, having a sense of content wash over him now that they’ve both finished. Jongin thrusts shallowly to ride out his orgasm, the Daknae sticking his face in the juncture of Kyungsoo’s neck and breathing there. They both panted harshly, sweat drenching both of their bodies. When Jongin pulls out, Kyungsoo stutters out a breath from the oversensitivity. He can barely move, his limbs feeling boneless.

He barely has enough energy to turn around onto his back, but when he does he notices Jongin is sitting back on his knees again looking at him fondly. “You okay?” he asks.

“Yeah.” Jongin smirks and Kyungsoo inwardly cringes. He knows he sounds well fucked.

Jongin gets off the bed and pads out of the room. Kyungsoo frowns for a moment but smiles when he sees the other male return with a damp towel. He lets Jongin wipe his stomach and crotch off until there are no longer any come stains, dabbing at the inside of his thighs where a mix of lube and Jongin’s release dripping from inside him have mixed.

Jongin wipes himself off a bit before throwing the towel aside, flopping next to Kyungsoo. The Lead Commander cuddles into his side and presses loving kisses to his cheeks. Jongin grins tiredly and runs his fingers through Kyungsoo’s scalp.

“Thank you, Kyungsoo.” Jongin voice is deep and filled with emotion. Kyungsoo, still a little buzzed from the soju earlier and being too tired to think anything of it, just pats his chest childishly as if to say ‘what are friends for?’. Jongin just chuckles at the other’s antics and kisses the top of his head. “Go to sleep my dear Lead Commander. It’s past your bedtime.”

Kyungsoo giggles quietly and gets comfortable in Jongin’s embrace, the Daknae wrapping an arm around him and keeping him close while the other lays across his muscular stomach so his hand can intertwine with Kyungsoo’s. Kyungsoo, on the other hand, rests his head on Jongin’s chest so he can be lulled to sleep by his strong heartbeat. It’s strange though. It’s almost as if there are two.

He’ll have to ask about that when they wake up though. Right now he can barely keep his eyes open, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier with each passing moment. He gives up on fighting it and gives Jongin a quiet ‘goodnight’ before succumbing to his exhaustion.

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Kyungsoo wakes up with a light feeling in his chest and his body sore all over, but he revels in it. He feels fingers lightly stroking up his neck and around his jawline, caressing up and around his cheeks as well. His eyes flutter open to see Jongin staring at him with a soft smile, eyes mostly the same soft peach he saw last night but a more subdued, lighter colored. The skin around his eyes are also their usual caramel tint like the rest of his skin tone. Kyungsoo cracks a small grin at him. “Morning.”

Jongin’s face scrunches up as he smiles even wider, opting to hide his face in Kyungsoo’s neck. Something the Lead Commander notices he seems to take a liking to. Jongin just rubs his face in in the crook, breathing there like he has numerous times before. Kyungsoo just giggles at the ticklish feeling of the Daknae’s breath.

Jongin pulls his face away and just stares adoringly. “You’re happy this morning.”

Kyungsoo reaches out and strokes back some of Jongin’s messy bed head. “I am. Are you?”

Jongin hums, stroking Kyungsoo’s collarbone softly and grinning to himself. “Of course.” It’s silent between the two as they just bask in each other’s presence.

Their morning is mostly spent in bed since Kyungsoo has the day off. His superiors were kind enough to allow all of Kyungsoo’s crew a day of readjustment since they had been traveling for so long. Kyungsoo really doesn’t mind because this just means they have more time to cuddle and talk together. Like any other time, Kyungsoo is doing most of the talking, but that’s okay. He’s just happy to have Jongin holding him so preciously.

At one point, they both hear Kyungsoo’s stomach gurgle in hunger and when they look at the time on the clock, they see it’s almost past noon. They try to get up and get dressed, but Kyungsoo found that it hurt too much to walk without a slight limp and he just knows someone is going to ask him about it. In the end, they both decide it’s best if Jongin just goes out on his own to get them food while Kyungsoo waits back at their room. In the meantime, Kyungsoo took a quick shower to get rid of that musky smell that just seemed to cling to him. He’s sure Jongin will want to do the same when he comes back so he makes sure not to spend too much hot water.

Kyungsoo’s in the middle of pulling his cotton t-shirt over his head when Jongin comes back into the room clutching a tray full of food close to his body, slamming his hand on the button on the control pad to quickly shut the door. He looks a little out of breath, to which Kyungsoo sends a questionable look. “Are you okay?”

Jongin chuckles. “Depends how you define okay.” Kyungsoo’s eyes narrow in suspicion. “Minseok practically chased me from the eatery. I think I lost him somewhere in one of the laboratory hallways. I don’t think I would have survived if this place wasn’t like a maze.”

Kyungsoo frowned. “Why was he chasing you?’

Jongin put the food down on the small table sitting in front of the sofa and shrugs. “Hell if I know. All I saw when I turned the corner was him prowling like some sort of wild beast. I thought I got by him and tried to leave as casually as possible after I grabbed the food, but he jumped on me as soon as I walked back into the main hallway. He said, and I quote, ‘You better tell me everything you little fucker or I’m sending your scrawny ass back to Kara beaten and bruised’. So, naturally, you know, I ran away.”

Kyungsoo snorts but then sighs a second later. He probably has Sehun to thank for Minseok’s aggressiveness today. The Lieutenant is going to kill him or Jongin if he doesn’t tell him anything soon. He’ll have to be sure to at least send him a message later so he knows the Lead Commander isn’t totally avoiding him (even though he kind of is).

Kyungsoo looks to the tray filled with colorful fruits and assortments of meat. His stomach grumbles again at the wonderful smell. Jongin just laughs. “Let’s feed that monster of yours.”

Kyungsoo smiles as they sit together on the small loveseat and dig into their meal, both of them cracking jokes to each other so they won’t have to eat in silence.

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For the next few days, Kyungsoo goes to work with a pep in his step. He hasn’t been able to really spend a lot of time with Jongin since he had to give lectures and continue studying the abundance of Daknae symbols they have for this case. He feels a bit bad because he would love to spend all day with Jongin, but his work comes first and Jongin understands that.

Kyungsoo told Minseok everything that happened. He was originally going to wait and just casually tell him over lunch or something, but the Lieutenant basically jumped him the moment he stepped out of his room. At first he was suspicious Kyungsoo was lying but he began to believe him when he saw him limping in the slightest. He had a shit eating grin on his face and patted him on the back so hard he knocked the wind out of him.

He was, though, a little perturbed at the fact that they weren’t together. Kyungsoo had to explain that they haven’t really talked about their actual feelings yet, to which Minseok got upset. Kyungsoo just shrugged. He’s too scared to approach Jongin about anything. While the Daknae is being super sweet and caring towards him, Kyungsoo still feels insecure about admitting that he may or may not have a big fat crush on him. His feelings probably go a lot deeper than a simple ‘I like you’, but he really doesn't think he’s ready to admit that just yet.

They did only meet not too long, so it’s weird for him to feel this way right?

It’s something that’s definitely been on Kyungsoo’s mind for the last few days, especially when Jongin pampers him so much. The Daknae always gives him chaste kisses the moment he comes back to their room from a long day at work. Kyungsoo can’t help but to smile every time because it just feels so serene to have Jongin by his side like this.

He’s noticed that Jongin seems to be a lot more talkative around him as well and Kyungsoo’s proud to say that the Daknae is finally breaking down his walls and letting Kyungsoo in. They talk about his past a lot, like what he did during his time on Earth and then at the moon base located near Saturn. Never anything before that though, but that’s okay. Kyungsoo is willing to wait until Jongin is comfortable enough to talk to him about that. The Lead Commander has his suspicions that Jongin knows exactly what happened to the rest of his people, but it’s still kind of a sore subject for Jongin so Kyungsoo tends to keep away from it.

At the moment, he’s on his way to the eatery in hopes of meeting Jongin there during his break but is stopped by one of his crew members. She smiles at him. “Are you looking for the Daknae?”

Kyungsoo nods. “We’re supposed to eat dinner together.”

She points to her left. “I just came from the library and saw him in there. He looked pretty into whatever he was studying so he probably lost track of the time.”

Kyungsoo gave her a warm smile. “Thank you.” She nods and continues on her way down the hallway. Kyungsoo walks towards the library, the hallway leading to it basically empty since most people are off eating or on break. When he enters the library, he smiles at the sight of the tall bookshelves stretching all the way to the ceiling, having a mix of physical novels and holopads stored with countless pages of information. These days, books are pretty much out of style and most information is stored on a holopad since it takes up less space and is more efficient for finding what you’re looking for right away. It takes a lot less time to just look up keywords on the holopad than having to flip through countless pages of a novel. Kyungsoo honestly prefers to have a physical copy in his hands to read, but he’s just old fashioned like that. His mother always did tell him he was born in the wrong era.

A small robot wheels its way up to him, the screen on its face a blank black. Kyungsoo smiles at it and gives a small “Hello.”

The robot makes a high pitch noise as if it’s computing something. “Hello Lead Commander Do,” it says, it’s artificial voice a little grating to Kyungsoo’s ears. This robot’s probably older than some of these books in here. “How may I help you?”

“I’m looking for my friend. Someone told me he was studying in here.”

The robot gives a strange monotone sound of understanding and turns his wheels so he’s facing the other way. “Yes, your companion is this way.” Kyungsoo follows it as it slowly weaves between the book shelves. They reach an opening that takes them both down some stairs. Their research facility doesn’t really have that big of a library, but it’s still an impressive size. It’s easy enough to get lost in without the help of the library bots leading the way.

They take a few more twists and turns until they come to a stop. The robot turns around again. “Your companion is just around this corner. Is there anything else you wish to know?”

Kyungsoo shakes his head and smiles. “No. Thank you.”

“It’s my pleasure.” The robot starts to roll away, a small hum coming from its motor to move its wheels. Soon it disappears behind a few shelves and Kyungsoo’s left alone. He peeks around the corner to see if he can spot Jongin. He notices the area is very small and only fits one table and a few chairs. It’s surrounded by bookshelves except for the back wall which has a window showcasing the planet the station is currently orbiting. There are several books and holopads scattered across the table. It looks like Jongin’s been in here all morning.

Speaking of Jongin, the Daknae is currently sleeping on the holopad in front of him. His mouth is parted as he takes deep, slow breathes. Kyungsoo’s heart swells at the sight. When he creeps closer he tries to be as quiet as possible so he won’t scare the other male. He glances at the holopad Jongin’s resting on and is surprised to see that it’s specifically meant for storing information about different solar systems and their planets. Kyungsoo tilts his head in curiousity, but looks back to Jongin and smiles softly.

He runs his fingers gently through the other’s hair, hearing a deep sound coming from the Daknae’s throat. He scratches lightly and then brings his fingers to lightly stroke against Jongin’s cheek. Jongin’s eyes flutter open, multiple colors mixing together and reminding Kyungsoo of the Aurora Borealis he had once witnessed during his time on Earth.

Jongin lifts his head groggily, expression confused. “Kyungsoo?”

Kyungsoo just chuckles softly and continues to stroke his cheek. “Mhm. How long have you been in here?”

Jongin yawns and rubs the sleep from his eyes. “Ever since you left this morning.”

Kyungsoo pulls out the chair beside Jongin and sits down. “What were you reading about all day?”

Jongin licks his lips. “Little bits of everything. I looked into your culture a lot.”

“Human culture?”

Jongin shakes his head. “Korean culture.” Kyungsoo raises his eyebrows. Well he certainly wasn’t expecting that. “I remember you saying that humans are very diverse so I wanted to look more into your people and their history. It’s really beautiful honestly. Is it still as traditional as the books make it out to be?”

Kyungsoo purses his lips. “It kind of is. I mean, like any culture, it’s subject to change. It’s very fluid and has changed a lot within the last hundreds of years. We still have hold a few traditions, like our day of thanks where we have a big feast and thank our ancestors for all that we have. A lot of people don’t participate in it anymore though. It’s a very old tradition.”

Jongin looks at him in slight awe. “That’s so beautiful.” He looks back at the table and picks up an old book that seems to be falling apart at the seams. “I saw somewhere in here that I’m supposed to address you a certain way when I call you. Where is it- ah. Here.” He turns the book and slides it in front of Kyungsoo, his nimble finger pointing to a specific paragraph. “Hyung.”

Kyungsoo looks at him in surprise. “Hyung?”

Jongin nods, a little unsure. “It says that’s how a boy would address another boy that’s older than him. Is that not right?”

Kyungsoo chuckles to himself. “Yeah, it’s right. You just threw me off. I haven’t heard someone call me that since middle school.”

Jongin beams up at him. “So hyung then.”

Kyungsoo smiles. “You don’t have to call me that Jongin. I don’t mind if you don’t.”

The Daknae gives a nervous smile. “I’ll only call you that every once and a while then. How about that?”

Kyungsoo bites his lips and nods. “I’d like that.”

When they slip into silence, Kyungsoo looks at the other books and holopads in front of them. Curiously, he picks up one of the holopads and reads the title. “Alpha Draconis System? Jongin, what’s this?”

Jongin stiffens and fiddles with his hands. He stares down intently at the table, refusing to make eye contact with Kyungsoo. “I was curious about other solar systems and their planets.”

Kyungsoo tilts his head at Jongin’s nervous behavior since it’s just so out of character for the Daknae, but he doesn’t comment on it. Instead, he looks over at the holopad Jongin was once sleeping on and notices that all of the planets shown on the screen seem to be able to sustain life. His eyes widen at one planet in particular. “Hey I know that one.”

Jongin looks up at him in surprise. “You do?”

Kyungsoo nods enthusiastically. “It’s one of my father’s planets. He has this obsession with spending all of my family’s fortune on buying miscellaneous planets.” He scoots in closer and points at the picture. “It’s pretty small and is a special type of exoplanet because it revolves around two stars. It was going for a pretty low price before my father bought it since it’s believed the two stars it revolves around are going to cause problems in the future when their gravitational force becomes greater. But that won’t happen for at least another few centuries. Honestly, it’s in the middle of nowhere on the far side of the galaxy. No one ever goes anywhere near it so it’s very quiet and peaceful.”

Kyungsoo is so caught up in his own memories of his brief visit there with his father, that he almost misses how Jongin’s face seemingly hardens. The Lead Commander blinks in confusion. Jongin is giving him such a serious look, it’s almost scaring him. “Can we go there one day?” Jongin asks softly.

Kyungsoo scratches his neck. “Uh. Yeah. I guess I can organize something and we can go visit. Why the sudden interest though?”

Jongin’s gaze drops back down to the holopad in front of him. “Just curious.”

Kyungsoo stares at him for a bit, taking in the sad look on his features. He’s never really noticed it until now, but Jongin looks exhausted. The way his shoulders slump and his back hunches, like he has the weight of an entire planet resting on his shoulders. Kyungsoo reaches out and puts a hand on his shoulder.

Jongin looks up at him through long, thick eyelashes and the Lead Commander gives him a warm smile. “Let’s go get something to eat, hm? You look like you need it.”

Jongin gives him a weak smile but nods, getting up. He goes to clear off the table but Kyungsoo stops him. “Leave it. The library bot would probably prefer to put them away himself.”

“Oh. Okay,” Jongin says softly, going to stand by Kyungsoo’s side. He looks questionably at the human when he doesn’t move and just stares intently at him. Kyungsoo raises himself on his tip toes and kisses Jongin, a small wet sound filling the quiet room when Kyungsoo pulls away. Jongin unconsciously smiles. “What was that for?”

Kyungsoo just grins, relieved to see a smile on the Daknae’s face again. It worries Kyungsoo sick to see Jongin look so emotionally torn even if Jongin tries his best to hide it. He saw it a few times when Jongin had just stared out the window in their cabin on the SS-Pytheas, with a forlorn expression. He’s not sure what exactly is going on in the Daknae’s head, but he knows it’s something really important to him. A selfish part of Kyungsoo wishes he would share it with him. “Nothing. You just looked a bit sad.”

Jongin bites his lip to try to hide his bashful smile. “Thank you, Hyung.”

Kyungsoo’s heart leaps. He’s not sure if he’s going to be able to survive Jongin calling him that. He clears his throat, trying to hide the giddy feeling making his chest feel tight. “Let’s go then. If we’re lucky we can still snag some dessert before they run out.”

Jongin grabs Kyungsoo’s hand and intertwines their fingers, gently pulling him. “Come on. I know a shortcut out of here.”

☄️

They go back to their room after their dinner and prepare for bed since the Lead Commander has to get up early the next morning. Kyungsoo’s in the middle of washing his hair when he hears the bathroom door swoosh open. His stomach gets all warm and fuzzy when he sees Jongin’s silhouette undressing on the other side of the curtain, the Daknae just chucking his clothes to the side rather than folding them neatly like Kyungsoo. He holds his breath when Jongin pulls the material back and steps in wordlessly. The Lead Commander turns around to face him, the shower pelting his back with water. He looks at him with wide eyes, but Jongin just smiles innocently and tells him to tip his head back a bit. Kyungsoo does, letting his eyes close when the water sprays into his eyes. Jongin leans forward and massages his scalp as he rinses the soap out. Kyungsoo moans silently at the pleasant feeling, hearing Jongin let out a low chuckle at the human’s reaction.

Jongin tips his head forward and pushes his plastered hair a bit more to the side. Kyungsoo opens his eyes when he feels Jongin’s body flush against his own. His toes curl when he sees Jongin’s eyes glowing a deep peach. He tries to focus on the lukewarm spray hitting his back and not his spike of arousal when Jongin’s calloused hands wrap around his waist.

“You know,” he says, voice deep and filled with emotion. “I looked up a few other things when I was in the library.”

Kyungsoo gasps when Jongin’s mouth latches onto his neck and sucks on the skin there, his hands sliding down to rest his hips. Kyungsoo licks his lips. “Like what?”

Jongin makes an inhuman sound deep in his chest and whispers in his ear. “Maybe I should show you.”

Jongin starts off slow, simply tipping his chin to the left to give him more access to Kyungsoo’s neck, scraping his sharp teeth there and sucking bruises onto the skin. Kyungsoo lets out a shaky breath when he feels Jongin bend his knees a bit to lick down Kyungsoo’s collarbones and nips there. His fingers play with Kyungsoo’s nipples, swiping there until he releases a low moan at the feeling. Jongin withdraws from his chest and looks at him with a heated gaze, his eyes a pale peach. Kyungsoo leans first and kisses him, licking his way into the Daknae’s mouth. Jongin responds quickly, backing him up against the metal plates of the shower wall. The water sprays directly over Jongin now, but he doesn’t seem to pay any mind. He keeps his eyes closed anyway, enjoying the way their tongues slide across each other over and over again to fight for dominance in the kiss. Kyungsoo almost pouts when Jongin pulls away.

The Daknae runs his hands down his body, their skin tones a beautiful contrast to each other. Kyungsoo holds his breath when Jongin gets on his knees and leans his head against Kyungsoo’s stomach, rubbing his nose along his navel and letting his tongue run along the hair that runs from his bellybutton to his crotch.

Water pours from the showerhead above, erasing any traces of Jongin’s saliva on his skin but he can still feel the tingling sensation that his tongue left behind. Kyungsoo feels his cock twitch when Jongin licks the skin where his legs and hips meet, running his tongue all the way to the inner area and down his thigh. He places messy kisses there, hands coming up to squeeze his thighs, moving the skin so he can lap at the very inner part of them.

“Jongin,” he gasps, the Daknae only taking this as more encouragement and decidingly swiping his tongue over Kyungsoo’s ballsack. He never directly touches his arousal, but he does a damn good job at touching every patch of skin around it. Sounds of his wet kisses and his light sucking fill the small bathroom and just drives Kyungsoo crazy. The Lead Commander tries to move his hips to the side so maybe Jongin would get the message but the Daknae ignores him, continuing to worship the body standing in front of him despite how painfully hard Kyungsoo is getting, his body feeling like it’s buzzing with arousal.

“Jongin please.” Kyungsoo isn’t usually one to beg but his dick’s beginning to ache from the lack of friction. Jongin sucks harshly at the skin just before the base of Kyungsoo’s cock, the other’s face scrunching up at the sensation. He pulls away to look at Kyungsoo seriously. “Tell me what you want Kyungsoo.” His hands are warm against Kyungsoo’s skin and the steam of the shower really isn’t any help.

He lifts his hips forward hesitantly, almost timidly so. “Please.”

Jongin smirks and stands, towering over Kyungsoo. The Lead Commander gives him a bewildered stare, but Jongin ignores it and puts his hands on his ass, saying a small “jump” in his ear.

Kyungsoo jumps and wraps his thighs around Jongin’s hips. He’s slipping a bit because of the water, but Jongin jerks him a bit until he’s hanging on properly. The Daknae goes to shut the water off, muscles straining as he holds Kyungsoo with one hand like he’s some sort of a child being carried by their parent. He shrieks when Jongin stumbles out of the shower, the two of them still soaking wet. “If you drop me while we’re have sex I’m breaking up with you!”

Jongin chuckles and kisses him to shut him up, stopping his movements and focusing on sliding his tongue against the front of the human’s teeth. Kyungsoo shivers and kisses back, grinding his hips in the slightest against Jongin’s stomach. Jongin growls and carefully bends down until they’re both seated on the bathroom floor, his calf muscles straining from Kyungsoo’s added weight.

Kyungsoo adjusts himself once they’re on the ground and places his thighs on either side of Jongin’s hips, continuing to make out with him as he runs his hands up and down the other’s muscular chest. Kyungsoo’s muscular is certain areas- like his traps for example-, but not like Jongin who is lean and strong anywhere you touch. Kyungsoo scrapes his nails down the front of Jongin’s lithe torso, the Daknae letting out a sigh at the feeling. When it is low enough though, his hand tries to go for both of their aroused cocks, but Jongin stops him.

Jongin forces Kyungsoo to turn around to face the opposite way. Kyungsoo is on his hands and knees much like during their first time, but Jongin spreads his thighs and slips himself underneath him. Kyungsoo comes face to face with Jongin’s glorious cock and he feels Jongin sink his nails into his plush ass and pull the cheeks apart. He moans when he feels a wet sensation lapping at his entrance, breaching in the slightest before retracting.

Kyungsoo leans his upper body weight on one of his arms, his other hand grabbing Jongin’s cock and stroking it slowly. He’s not going to lie, he’s been wanting to do this for a while now. He absolutely loves the feeling of the warm appendage in his hands, it’s pulsing as he begins licking his way up from the base to the tip. Jongin moans from somewhere behind him, Kyungsoo feeling his panting on the skin around his entrance. Jongin cranes his head down and licks at Kyungsoo’s ballsack, turning his head this way and that as he sucks gently there.

Jongin strokes his cock as well, teasing the tip by forming his thumb and index finger in a circle and twisting them at the head. Kyungsoo jerks, letting out a strangled noise. He decides to do the same and sucks at Jongin’s cockhead, engulfing his dick halfway to the base right after.

Jongin sighs out his name and Kyungsoo continues, allowing Jongin to thrust his hips into his mouth. He hollows his cheeks and swirls his tongue around the tip when Jongin withdrawals, only to thrust back in. The Daknae strokes him at a quick pace now, causing him to pull away from the other’s cock to breath properly.

While Kyungsoo’s distracted, Jongin reaches to his side and grabs the lube. Kyungsoo eventually notices though, taking note of the pillows leaning against the nearby wall as well. He slits a glare at Jongin, the Daknae withdrawing his hand from his dick in favor of pouring lube onto his fingers. “You planned this, didn’t you?”

Jongin smirks. “What do you think?”

“You’re such a little- shit.” Jongin thrusts two of his fingers into Kyungsoo without warning, only breaching halfway past his first knuckle of his fingers. Kyungsoo groans as Jongin pushes them in a bit farther before withdrawing and thrusting them back in slowly. There is a lewd sound coming from the slide of his fingers, but Kyungsoo can barely even think straight when Jongin starts to scissor his fingers. He knew having Jongin’s hands inside him would feel great, but damn.

Soon enough, he adds a third and even a fourth like a proper gentlemen. Kyungsoo would smile gratefully at him if it weren’t for the fact the Daknae was currently abusing his prostate by crooking his fingers in just the right way. “Jongin, yes!”

“Mmm I love seeing you like this Kyungsoo. But you know what I’d love to see even more?” Kyungsoo’s cock twitches at the other’s sultry voice. “Me fucking those wonderful thighs of yours.

Kyungsoo turns to look at him desperately. “Please do.”

Jongin retracts his hand wipes it on his stomach to get a bit of the stickiness off and pulls himself out from underneath Kyungsoo. The human flips over on to his back to get a good look at the Daknae and spreads his legs slightly. Jongin grabs the pillow leaning against the wall and tells him to lift his himself. Kyungsoo does and plops them back down once the pillow is underneath. Jongin lifts his legs and Kyungsoo crosses his ankles to keep his thighs together. He’s past the point of shame now, utterly amazed at just how much research Jongin seemed to do. He would have never thought he’d be giving a thigh job again, the last time being some random fling in college.

Jongin grabs his dick and lubes it up before guiding it to his thighs and pushing in slowly. Kyungsoo bites his lips when he feels his dick push against the soft skin of his thighs, nearly drawing blood when he sees the cockhead appear and disappear again. When Jongin forms a rhyth, Kyungsoo reaches to stroke the tip when it appeared, the color of it red and angry. Jongin’s hips stutter a bit when Kyungsoo twists his fingertips around the cockhead.

The human is almost entranced by the sight of the cock moving between his thighs. He squeezes them together when Jongin brings his hips back before slamming them forward again. The Daknae whimpers at the feeling, placing his hands on both sides of his outer thighs and squeezing them together. Kyungsoo groans and reaches down to stroke himself with Jongin’s thrusts, loving the enticing expression Jongin is currently sporting. His eyebrows are furrows and his cheeks are all scrunched up, his lips twitching as he grits his teeth. His eyes are closed but Kyungsoo just knows they are a beautiful glowing peach.

When Kyungsoo starts to stroke himself faster, slick noises fill the bathroom. Jongin looks down at him with his mouth parted, eyes hooded as he still his movements. He gently uncrosses Kyungsoo’s ankles and spreads his thighs apart, propping them up on his broad shoulders. He leans forward, nearly bending Kyungsoo in half as he goes to kiss him.

The kiss is slow, both of them calming their breathing and just focusing on each other. Kyungsoo can feel the cold breeze on the wet spots on his thighs where the lube is currently drying, but he’s distracted from that when Jongin presses his cockhead against his entrance. He looks up at Jongin and sees he’s hesitating on purpose, as if to ask permission. Kyungsoo wants to laugh at him but just settles for a warm smile, peppering his sun kissed skin with kisses. Jongin smiles at him too, looking down briefly to watch him bury himself inside Kyungsoo. Both men moan when Jongin slips all the way in.

He makes cautious thrusts, Kyungsoo’s body bouncing slightly with the movement. Kyungsoo wraps his hand around the nape of Jongin’s neck as the other hunches over him. His thrusts pick up speed after a bit and Kyungsoo moans gratefully. He needs something else to focus on besides his muscles starting to scream from him being bent in half.

Jongin runs his nose along Kyungsoo’s cheek. “You’re so tight, Hyung.” Kyungsoo lets out a cry, body arching in the slightest. Jongin smirks and pins his his legs by his head, making his muscles strain and twitch. “You’re so beautiful like this.”

Jongin adjusts his angle now that Kyungsoo’s body contorted even more than before. He pulls out and thrust back in and-“Fuck Jongin right there!” Kyungsoo feels his body thrum, a pleasant feeling pumping through his veins as Jongin continually pushes against his prostate.

Jongin deeply inhales and groans, the skin around his eyes sparking brightly like pink bolts of electricity under the skin. “Kyungsoo,” his voice is so hoarse now. Kyungsoo’s no better, moaning and grunting loudly every time Jongin so much as thrusts in. “Touch yourself.”

Kyungsoo reaches between himself the best he can manage with his strained position and tugs on his leaking cock as fast as he can, his moans getting louder and louder. Jongin pistons his hips harshly and quickly, feeling Kyungsoo tighten around him as the smaller male approaches his orgasm. Jongin makes sure to aim for his prostate every time, getting an accomplished grin when Kyungsoo begins to unravel.

His body wants to arch up from the all of the beautiful sensations he’s feeling but Jongin still has his legs pinned at his head. Instead, he starts shaking and pulling desperately at his cock, mumbling incoherent words mixed with Jongin’s name. Jongin gives one particularly hard thrust and he’s seeing stars.

His body convulses as he lets out a short yelp, come spurting between their bodies, some landing on Jongin’s chest and the rest landing all over Kyungsoo. A bit even gets on the tip of his chin because of the way he’s bent, but he doesn’t really notice until Jongin starts lapping at it. Kyungsoo’s eyes flutter open to see the Daknae licking his lips, a wild glint in his eyes. “You taste so good Kyungsoo.”

Kyungsoo moans again, weakly putting his arms around his neck and pulling him in for a kiss. Kyungsoo feels Jongin twitching, his cock doing small jerking movements inside. His movements are a bit frantic and Kyungsoo groans when he feels warmth fill him. They don’t move for a few moments, both panting heavily.

Jongin does lean back and brings Kyungsoo’s legs to rest on either side of him, for which the Lead Commander is grateful. Jongin pulls out slowly and looks at Kyungsoo with a smug grin. Kyungsoo rolls his eyes because- “God damn it Jongin. I was taking a shower so I could get clean. Now I’m dirty again.”

Jongin’s grin just widens. “Here, I can help with that.” He leans down and tongues at the come lying on Kyungsoo’s stomach, lapping it onto his tongue like some kind of dog drinking water. Kyungsoo gulps at the sight, pushing his head away.

“Help me back into the shower you little shit.”

Jongin chuckles. “As my princess commands.”

part vi