Hard to be Faithful
A one shot/drabble that was suddenly inspired as my itunes played on shuffle.
Junhong was young and he was foolish. To think that he was mature enough to be in a real relationship was expecting too much of the teenager who did far more than other kids his age, but still had the maturity of one when it came down to it. He didn’t have the experience that came only with age and mistakes. He didn’t know what harm he was doing by laying with his best friend, writhing above the elder man and taking what he thought would be harmless. He didn’t realize that what he was doing would hurt his hyung, hurt the man who was much older than him with so much more experience than he could obtain in his just shy of eighteen years. And he wouldn’t realize how harmful this would be to the adult man when he discovered of his infidelity.
“J-Junhongie…” Jongup groaned out, his own dancer hips rolling up to meet the younger one’s, both of their fluid skill aiding them in this coupling that was sinful in so many ways. The more subdued man felt heat spread through him as the maknae’s body clenched around his cock, holding him in tight as he bounced with abandon and rolled and rocked and it was all becoming so much despite the stamina that both of them naturally possessed.
“Hyung…h-hyungie…I’m close…” Junhong’s fingers curled into Jongup’s chest, nails pressing crescent like marks into his chest as they scored down the intensely muscular form that he had always appreciated. “Gonna…g-gonna come…” Junhong whimpered, whined, his higher pitched voice sharpening just as his cock twitched and his release painted the tanner skin of his best friend, the man who gasped as the warmth spread out over his abdomen, only adding to the pleasure of being inside the younger man who had such skill that Jongup wasn’t sure he ever experienced something so wonderful.
“Ngh…god…Junnie…” The elder man moaned, watching how Junhong continued to move, his chin pressed to his chest with his lips parted, his face contorted in concentration as he continued to give his hyung the same pleasure that he had been given.
They had been smart enough to use a condom, so as not to leave any evidence for their hyung to discover when he came home that night. And so when Jongup released, Junhong didn’t feel it like he wanted, he simple heard and saw as Jongup gasped out his name like a prayer, eyes open wide and unseeing.
Junhong smirked.
**
“Hey, baby.” Yongguk said as he stepped into the apartment with the other three guys behind him.
The two maknaes were curled up on the couch together as they usually were when they watched TV. Both of them were freshly showered and no one would think anything of it. This was usually how they’d find their youngest members when it was getting late and there was nothing else to do but wait for sleep to claim them.
Junhong smiled at the elder man as though he hadn’t done anything wrong. He grinned and slid from Jongup’s mutual embrace to go over to the man that he’d been dating for a while now, intimate for even longer and greeted him with a usual kiss that Jongup didn’t even bat an eyelid at.
“You two have fun today? Do anything interesting?” Yongguk asked casually as he took off his shoes, not noticing the small smirk that flickered over Jongup’s face, nor the glint in Junhong’s eyes.
“Not really. I missed you, though!” Junhong said with a bright smile as he slid his hands into Yongguk’s, dragging him from the entryway and to the bedroom where everyone was aware of what was going to happen.
Yongguk did especially and he only grinned back at his taller boyfriend. This wasn’t out of the ordinary for Junhong and he was always eager to satisfy his younger lover. He never would have guessed that hours earlier in the same bed that he guided Junhong down onto, Jongup lay in a position that he often did. He would never know that Jongup knew of the skill Junhong had or the satisfaction of having the maknae ride him. Especially not when Junhong demanded the same thing of him that night.
And if Junhong got it his way-as he usually did,-he never would.
Junhong was young and he was foolish. To think that he was mature enough to be in a real relationship was expecting too much of the teenager who did far more than other kids his age, but still had the maturity of one when it came down to it. He didn’t have the experience that came only with age and mistakes. He didn’t know what harm he was doing by laying with his best friend, writhing above the elder man and taking what he thought would be harmless. He didn’t realize that what he was doing would hurt his hyung, hurt the man who was much older than him with so much more experience than he could obtain in his just shy of eighteen years. And he wouldn’t realize how harmful this would be to the adult man when he discovered of his infidelity.
“J-Junhongie…” Jongup groaned out, his own dancer hips rolling up to meet the younger one’s, both of their fluid skill aiding them in this coupling that was sinful in so many ways. The more subdued man felt heat spread through him as the maknae’s body clenched around his cock, holding him in tight as he bounced with abandon and rolled and rocked and it was all becoming so much despite the stamina that both of them naturally possessed.
“Hyung…h-hyungie…I’m close…” Junhong’s fingers curled into Jongup’s chest, nails pressing crescent like marks into his chest as they scored down the intensely muscular form that he had always appreciated. “Gonna…g-gonna come…” Junhong whimpered, whined, his higher pitched voice sharpening just as his cock twitched and his release painted the tanner skin of his best friend, the man who gasped as the warmth spread out over his abdomen, only adding to the pleasure of being inside the younger man who had such skill that Jongup wasn’t sure he ever experienced something so wonderful.
“Ngh…god…Junnie…” The elder man moaned, watching how Junhong continued to move, his chin pressed to his chest with his lips parted, his face contorted in concentration as he continued to give his hyung the same pleasure that he had been given.
They had been smart enough to use a condom, so as not to leave any evidence for their hyung to discover when he came home that night. And so when Jongup released, Junhong didn’t feel it like he wanted, he simple heard and saw as Jongup gasped out his name like a prayer, eyes open wide and unseeing.
Junhong smirked.
**
“Hey, baby.” Yongguk said as he stepped into the apartment with the other three guys behind him.
The two maknaes were curled up on the couch together as they usually were when they watched TV. Both of them were freshly showered and no one would think anything of it. This was usually how they’d find their youngest members when it was getting late and there was nothing else to do but wait for sleep to claim them.
Junhong smiled at the elder man as though he hadn’t done anything wrong. He grinned and slid from Jongup’s mutual embrace to go over to the man that he’d been dating for a while now, intimate for even longer and greeted him with a usual kiss that Jongup didn’t even bat an eyelid at.
“You two have fun today? Do anything interesting?” Yongguk asked casually as he took off his shoes, not noticing the small smirk that flickered over Jongup’s face, nor the glint in Junhong’s eyes.
“Not really. I missed you, though!” Junhong said with a bright smile as he slid his hands into Yongguk’s, dragging him from the entryway and to the bedroom where everyone was aware of what was going to happen.
Yongguk did especially and he only grinned back at his taller boyfriend. This wasn’t out of the ordinary for Junhong and he was always eager to satisfy his younger lover. He never would have guessed that hours earlier in the same bed that he guided Junhong down onto, Jongup lay in a position that he often did. He would never know that Jongup knew of the skill Junhong had or the satisfaction of having the maknae ride him. Especially not when Junhong demanded the same thing of him that night.
And if Junhong got it his way-as he usually did,-he never would.