Don't Hesitate
Title: Don't Hesitate
Pairing: Eunhyuk/Sungmin
Rating: nc-17
Words: 3,500
Hyukjae would never have gotten out of bed this grey Friday morning if he’d known he’d walk into work to find his last paycheck and a note on his desk telling him his services were no longer needed. He should have never taken that dead-end job, the company was going downhill and he could feel it, even before he shook hands with his boss for the first time. A college graduate with a business degree from one of the top schools in the country is not supposed to be out of a job, and possibly out of a future at the age of 26. He didn’t even like business, his parents had wanted him to go to school for something that could “earn himself a respectable living.”
Hyukjae wasn’t the kind of man that got angry easily, and when he was angry, he didn’t show it. He calmly packed his things and left the office building without a backward glance. He got in his car and drove, he didn’t think about where he was going he just drove. When he hit the coast he followed it north, passing through the countryside, small towns and cities, and when the sun finally set he pulled over and walked into the nearest, nicest looking bar he could find.
The place was old, empty, except for the bartender. Hyukjae took a seat on the one of the velvet barstools, “scotch and lime” he said. The bartender lowered his head in acknowledgement. Hyukjae looked the man over as he worked, his face was youthful, his body fit, and filled out his uniform nicely. He wore a white button down shirt and a simple black vest, which highlighted his broad chest, and a royal blue silk tie, he looked good, more than good. The man set Hyukjae’s drink in front of him and quietly went back to taking inventory. As Hyukjae sipped at his drink he tried very hard to think about nothing. But his eyes kept wandering to the bartender, his back was turned so Hyukjae allowed himself to admire him. He didn’t usually go for men, which wasn’t to say he didn’t like them, he was just picky. Maybe his logic was skewed as a result of being out of a job, but his body looked so soft, usually men were to hard, too angry, but this man was elegant and smooth yet toned in all the right places. All he knew was, at this moment, to him, this bartender was the most beautiful thing in the world.
“You’re stunning.” Hyukjae said before he could stop himself. The man turned around and surveyed him with sharp eyes, Hyukjae’s gaze met his for a brief moment and then the bartender turned, opened the glass cabinet behind him and pulled out what looked to be a very expensive bottle of whisky and poured a glass of it. “Because you didn’t call me cute…” He said as he set the glass down in front of him. “this one’s on me.” His voice was light and silky with a slight rasp, Hyukjae was beginning to think he wasn’t human.
Hyukjae took the glass. “Join me.” He said gesturing to the empty barstool next to him, more of an invitation than a question, there was no point in being coy. “There’s no one here anyway.” The bartender looked at him again, Hyukjae made no move to accept the drink unless he had company. He raised an eyebrow, I insist.
The bartender exhaled, he looked over Hyukjae once more, then wiped his hands, pulled out a glass for himself and made his was around the bar to sit with him.
“I don’t normally allow this, especially with men I’ve never seen around before, and even then…”
“Hyukjae, Lee Hyukjae. I was a businessman in Daegu until this morning, now I’m not sure what I am.”
“Daegu? Man you are far from home.” The man said tilting his head. “I’m Sungmin, bartender, among other things.”
Hyukjae took the bottle of whisky and poured Sungmin’s drink. They raised their glasses in a small toast to each other and drank.
~*~
Hyukjae was a bit tipsy, he hadn’t drunk much, instead, he had been talking, or rather, Hyukjae had been talking and Sungmin had been drinking, but Sungmin could hold his alcohol. After his second drink Hyukjae had dumped his entire ordeal on him.
“So what are you going to do now?” Sungmin asked when the other was done talking, pouring him another drink.
Hyukjae shrugged, “Try to get another office job I guess.”
Sungmin frowned.
~*~
At 1am Sungmin’s shift ended, he was supposed to be on for another shift tonight but no one had entered the bar since Hyukjae so he decided to close early. Hyukjae took some bills out of his wallet to pay for the drinks but Sungmin waved his hand away. “I still have a job.”
The bartender washed the last of the glasses, organized the liquor cabinet, and disappeared for a moment and just when Hyukjae didn’t think he could her any more attractive he returned, changed out of his uniform and into street clothes; dark grey jeans, a black leather jacket, and a white v-neck. Hyukjae admired him again, tracing the line of his collar with his eyes, not caring when Sungmin noticed him. Maybe he blushed; it was to dim to tell.
They exited the bar together, waiting until after Sungmin had locked the door to thank him.
"Thank you… for your company.” He said with a slight bow before turning, hesitating to walk back to his car. He didn’t want to go home just yet.
“Do you like to dance?” Sungmin suddenly blurted out, noticing Hyukjae’s stall.
Hyukjae turned around. Sure he liked to dance, ever since he was a kid he’d been dancing, his parents had refused to pay for lessons but he didn’t really need them, it came naturally to him. He nodded trying to hold back just how happy he was that Sungmin didn’t want him to leave either.
“Come on.” Sungmin said, casually lacing his fingers with Hyukjae’s as if he had done it a hundred times and pulled him down the dark street.
Sungmin’s hands were as soft and as warm as they looked.
~*~
The club was nice, the music wasn’t painfully loud (not to mentions not half bad), but loud enough to make your solar plexus vibrate the way Hyukjae liked. And there was just enough lighting to be able to see the person closest to you, but not crazy enough to give you a seizure. They weaved their way through the crowded dance floor and soon found an empty pocket to themselves.
Sungmin found the beat easily, he thew his arms around Hyukjae’s waist and swayed his hips lewdly.
Suddenly Hyukjae's mind was in overdrive, he remembered that he was a man out of a job dancing with a sinfully attractive stranger in a shady club far away from his home, what exactly was he doing?
Don’t think too hard about this Lee Hyukjae or you’ll regret it. Hyukjae thought, stopping himself. He was a grown man and he could do whatever he wanted. Sungmin saw the torn look on the other man's face and decided to make him decision a bit easier for him, he dropped his hands from Hyukjae’s waist, hooked his fingers in his belt loops and pulled their lower bodies flush, clearly stating that he didn’t want the other to back out on him. “I won’t get all weird on you I promise,” Sungmin said “unless you want me too.” he said leaning closer, rubbing his hips ever so slightly into Hyukjae's, and He stopped thinking. All Hyukjae knew was that the man in front of him was unbelievably sexy and was pressing his throbbing body up against his, and it felt fucking amazing. So he went with it, moving and sliding against the other with the beat of the music. He could feel the unmistaken hard line of Sungmin’s cock through his suit pants, and his head went light.
“You dance well for a businessman.” Sungmin said when a slow song finally came on, more than a tinge of lust in his voice, he was now practically draped over Hyukjae.
“You dance well for a bartender, but that’s not saying much.” Hykjae said letting his hand dip into the hem of Sungmin’s pants.
“I hate bartending.” Sungmin said, his lips brushed Hyukjae’s neck.
“Doesn’t seem so bad.”
“Do you know how lonely it get’s in that bar?” Sungmin said low into Hyukjae’s ear. He pressed the palm of his hand to the front of Hyukjae’s pants, breath catching in his throat, and squeezed.
“…So lonely.”
Hukjae's mouth went dry, he didn’t need a more obvious invitation than that. He grabbed Sungmin’s ass and groaned into his hand, allowing Sungmin to massage him for a moment before he took him by the wrist and pulled him from the dance floor.
~*~
Sungmin hailed a taxi, gave the driver his address and pulled Hyukjae into the backseat before either of them could think twice.
“I…I haven’t done this in a while.” Hyukjae confessed as Sungmin’s hand started to trail up his leg.
“Me either.” Sungmin said, stroking his thigh, reassuring him.
“You don’t act like it.”
Sungmin laughed. “When a man as good looking as yourself walks into my empty bar and invites me to drink with him, I think it’s worth taking the risk.” Hyukjae was worried that Sungmin was the type to sleep around.
Sungmin was turning into someone he could share easily. He wanted him all to himself.
“You think too much.” Sungmin said straddling him, reading his mind again, he pressed his hands to the back of the seat on either side of Hyukjae’s head, face inches from his.
“I know.” He said, arms finding their way around Sungmin’s waist once again.
“Don't.”
“Okay.”
Sungmin breathed hot onto Hyukjae’s lips and Hyukjae kissed him, he brought his fingers to Sungmin’s chin and pulled him closer, he did what his body told him to do and ignored his mind's protests. Sungmin responded and opened his mouth slightly, allowing Hyukjae’s tongue to explore.
~*~
Sungmin backed Hyukjae into the corner of the elevator and frotted against him. Hyukjae kissed him roughly beginning to crave the taste of his lips; this man could easily become an addiction.
“I love your jaw.” Sungmin said and bit down on the jut of bone at the top of his neck. Hyukjae melted.
God he was so soft.
~*~
They fell in the doorway, tripping over each other, both trying to get their shoes off as quickly as possible. Hyukjae pulled Sungmin on top of him and kissed him again, he nipped at his bottom lip, simultaneously trying to kick his shoes off. He bent his knee, and rubbed his thigh against the apex of Sungmin’s legs and Sungmin groaned, rolling into him. The front door was still open.
~*~
Somehow they detangled, closed the front door and walked into the living room. Sungmin only managed to shrug his jacket off before Hyukjae shoved him onto the leather couch and crawled over him. Sungmin pulled Hyukjae down by the tie and kissed his again. Hyukjae slid his hand between Sungmin’s legs and palmed the bulge in his pants, massaging him through the fabric. Sungmin groaned and bucked his hips. “…M-More” he breathed. He kissed down Sungmin’s neck and then fastened his lips around a nipple, spit wetting through the fabric of his shirt. He unfastened Sungmin’s pants and inched them down just enough to pull his cock out. His mouth left Sungmin’s chest to spit into his hand, he lifted his lips up to kiss him again as his thumb slowly circled his head. Sungmin groaned at the sensation. Hyukjae began to stroke him, slowly, measuring each move of his hand.
“Fuck Hyukjae you need go faster-.” Sungmin muttered into his mouth.
Hyukjae just smirked and continued to pleasure him agonizing slow.
“I want to watch you like this forever though.” He said sitting up, he pulled Sungmin’s shirt up pressing a hand to his abdomen to keep him from jerking upward too much, he was sitting on Sungmin’s thighs so he couldn’t move even an inch. He jerked his fist quickly once and watched the muscles in Sungmin’s torso tense and felt Sungmin’s breath falter beneath him.
“You’re so beautiful.”
“You’re so fucking mean nngh-” Hyukjae kissed him again, sucking his tongue into his mouth and sped up, just a little. Sungmin shivered and groaned into his lips.
After what seemed like hours of begging and panting Sungmin began to feel him orgasm teasing, his eyes screwed shut and it barreled into him.
“I’m…I’m… com-”
Hyukjae sucked a chunk of Sungmin’s neck into his mouth and jerked him fast. Sungmin cried out and strained upward into his fist as far as he could. His mouth fell open and he moaned nonstop, gripping Hyukjae’s upper arms hard enough to leave marks as he came all over his t-shirt and Hyukjae’s suit jacket. He breathed out an emphatic “Fuck.” Hyujae teased his cock are few more times before his hand was slapped away. “I Hope you know I expect you’re cock in my ass before this night’s over, hands are great, especially yours, but it’s gonna take more than that to satisfy me.”
Hyukjae stood up, unbuttoned his jacket, let it drop to the floor, and smirked again. “Can’t wait.”
Sungmin bent his knees trying to regain feeling in his legs for a moment before he stood up, wobbling dangerously. He stripped off his t-shit and kicked off his pants, then grabbed Hyukjae by the tie again and dragged him towards the bedroom, kissing him as they went.
He shoved Hyukjae down on the bed and began to claw his pants off. “But first I kinda want to blow you.” And before Hyukjae could say anything Sungmin kneeled before him and swallowed him.
“Still don’t believe you haven’t done this in a while.” Hyukjae choked out sitting up, when he hit the back of Sungmin’s throat.
Sungmin just hummed, dragging his tongue along the underside as he drew back, he looked into Hyukjae’s eyes as he lapped at the head. “I have a natural talent, so I’ve been told.” He said before dropping back down, pink lips stretched and swollen around him. Hyukjae moaned out a curse. Sungmin moved his other hand behind himself and slipped a finger into his entrance to the first knuckle.
“Fuck you are so hot, I would have just thrown you over the bar and fucked you right there if I knew it would be like this.”
“Maybe next time.”
Hyukjae's orgasm began to tease him with the thought of a next time.
“I’m close.” He warned.
“Oh no you don’t,” Sungmin said grabbing the base of his cock, releasing him. “I don’t think I could wait for you to get hard again.”
“You underestimate me.”
“Yeah well…” Sungmin walked over to his dresser and began to rummage through it. “You can just come inside me twice then.” He tossed the lube on the bed and straddled Hyukjae; he undid his tie and threw it to the floor.
Hyukjae poured a generous amount of lube into his hand, he massaged Sungmin’s dick for a moment before letting is hand slide between his legs, his other hand traced over his hipbone, and them smeared up over his abs.
“Can I just cover you with this stuff?” Hyukjae asked, marveling at the way is made his skin shine, highlighting each muscle. Sungmin moaned in reply, he leaned back and gripped Hyukjae’s knees, lifting himself forward for better access.
Hjukjae retracted his hands, he dumped more lube onto them and then circled Sungmin’s entrance with his index finger for a moment before he eased a finger into him. He spread His other hand over his Sungmin's thigh for leverage. He curled his finger as he pulled out. Sungmin’s leg muscles tensed even more, not quite disliking the intrusion. He groaned in appreciation and Hyukjae went dizzy again as the sight of it all.
“Another.” Sungmin ordered minutes later. Hyukjae obliged and pressed another finger into him, his channel was tight but it entered smoothly. Hyukjae twisted his fingers trying to find the right spot, he was usually pretty good at it, but he was out of practice, adjusted his thrusts and pressed fingers upward and Sungmin shivered violently, curses flying from his mouth (something about Hyukjae’s cock and never letting him leave the bed) that made Hyukjae’s dick pulse. “Another” he panted. The third finger caused some drag and Sungmin whimpered slightly at the discomfort. Hyukjae slowed his thrusts but Sungmin shook his head and pressed himself downward, he was getting impatient. “Faster.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t.”
Hyukjae wouldn’t have listened to him, but he too was getting impatient. He added more lube and fucked him fast with his fingers; soon Sungmin was trembling, clenching around him and panting hard.
“Fuck me Hyuk, please- now.” He panted.
Hyukjae would have loved to watch Sungmin come all over himself at the mercy of his fingers but that would have to save that for another night. Right now all he wanted was to feel Sungmin encase him, drive him mad.
He pulled his fingers out and gripped Sungmin’s hips; Sungmin covered Hyukjae’s cock with lube and eased himself down, biting back a whine as he stretched to accommodate him. After a few moments of discomfort Sungmin sat flush against him, around him.
Sungmin collected himself enough to move, he pressed his hands to Hyukjae's sweaty chest and raised himself up a few inches and dropped back down, both groaned.
Sungmin moved again almost letting Hyukjae’s cock leave him this time before pressing back down more quickly than before, Hyukjae, unable to hold back, raised his hips meeting Sungmin’s body with a smack.
Sungmin cried out and fell forward planting his forearms on either side of Hyukjae’s head, he tangled his fingers in the blonde's hair and rolled his hips fluidly. Hyukjae gripped his hips firmly, his mouth found Sungmin’s again and he kissed him roughly, teeth clashing violently in contrast to his slow thrusts. He raked his hands up and down Sungmin’s spine making him tremor. “Faster.” Sungmin breathed.
Hyukjae sped up a little but it wasn't long before he began to lose it, Sungmin was just too tight and too beautiful and too hot he was coming before he knew it. His head smacked into the headboard as his thrusts faltered. Sungmin pressed his lips feather light onto his jaw and rolled his spine in a sinful arch making Hyukjae scream. “Come inside me baby, I want it, I want you.” He coaxed biting at his skin. And Hyukjae did, he purged himself into him groaning out a stream of curses, shivering and jerking into the mattress.
Sungmin was relentless, he raised himself up and fucked himself on Hyukjae’s cock and Hyukjae grew hard again in minutes “If you ass wasn’t so tight you have no idea how suspicious I would be of you.” Hyukjae grunted. Sungmin just smirked and did something with his hips that made Hyukjae curse again.
Hyukjae, wanting control back sat up, he wrapped his arms around Sungmin waist and grabbed his ass, spreading his cheeks wider, fucking him faster. Sungmin sagged into him, and moaned again, legs grown tired. Hyukjae snapped his hips firmly and Sungmin cried out and threw his head back, he fall backward taking Hyukjae with him.
Hyukjae adjusted himself so that he was kneeling, one of Sungmin’s legs was between his and the other was thrown over his shoulder. Hyukjae was buried so impossibly deep that all Sungmin could do was sob into the sheets. Hyukjae's hand found Sungmin’s cock and it was only a few strokes before he was coming again moaning and shouting his name.
Hyukjae licked and sucked at the skin of Sungmin leg leaving a line of little red marks, as he fucked him faster. Sungmin was too blissed out to notice when Hyukjae came inside of him again. But he must have because he did notice when Hyukjae stopped thrusting. He whimpered and reached down to jerk himself off, hard all over again. Hyukjae’s hand replaced his and with the last of his energy he stroked him. Hyukjae eased out of him and scooted down “Come on baby, come for me.” He coaxed as his lips closed hot around the head of Sungmin’s cock and Sungmin fell apart all over again. Hyukjae swallowed what he could, still not used to the bitter salty taste. After Sungmin caught his breath he sat up and began to lick the come off Hyukjae’s fingers.
“Fuck Min stop it you’re going to make me hard again.” Hyukjae panted. Sungmin laughed and pulled him down and cleaned the come from his lips and then kissed him softly until they fell asleep in a tangle on the bed.
~*~
Hyukjae rose, utterly sated and sore. He looked over smiled at the heap next to him that was still asleep, he kissed him softly and then got up and rummaged through Sungmin’s drawers till he found a pair of clean boxers. He took a quick shower and dressed. He went back into the bedroom and had found that Sungmin had thrown on a pair of boxers but had gotten back into bed, his face pressed into a pillow.
“Why are you up so early.” He groaned into the fabric.
“Habit.”
“Come back to bed.” He said, reaching his hand out.
“I should get going,” Hyukjae said taking his hand anyway, massaging his wrist. “It’s gonna take me forever to get home, I don’t even remember how long I drove…”
“Do you even know where your car is.” Sungmin turned to look up at him, smirking.
“No… no I don’t know where my car is.” Hyukjae suddenly remembered.
“…”
“Fuck what city am I even in?!”
Sungmin just laughed at him. “Maybe I won’t tell you, and you can just live here, in my bed.”
At that offer Hyukjae gave in and crawled back into bed and pulled Sungmin to him, dropping a kiss to his lips.
“Sounds tempting.”
Pairing: Eunhyuk/Sungmin
Rating: nc-17
Words: 3,500
Hyukjae would never have gotten out of bed this grey Friday morning if he’d known he’d walk into work to find his last paycheck and a note on his desk telling him his services were no longer needed. He should have never taken that dead-end job, the company was going downhill and he could feel it, even before he shook hands with his boss for the first time. A college graduate with a business degree from one of the top schools in the country is not supposed to be out of a job, and possibly out of a future at the age of 26. He didn’t even like business, his parents had wanted him to go to school for something that could “earn himself a respectable living.”
Hyukjae wasn’t the kind of man that got angry easily, and when he was angry, he didn’t show it. He calmly packed his things and left the office building without a backward glance. He got in his car and drove, he didn’t think about where he was going he just drove. When he hit the coast he followed it north, passing through the countryside, small towns and cities, and when the sun finally set he pulled over and walked into the nearest, nicest looking bar he could find.
The place was old, empty, except for the bartender. Hyukjae took a seat on the one of the velvet barstools, “scotch and lime” he said. The bartender lowered his head in acknowledgement. Hyukjae looked the man over as he worked, his face was youthful, his body fit, and filled out his uniform nicely. He wore a white button down shirt and a simple black vest, which highlighted his broad chest, and a royal blue silk tie, he looked good, more than good. The man set Hyukjae’s drink in front of him and quietly went back to taking inventory. As Hyukjae sipped at his drink he tried very hard to think about nothing. But his eyes kept wandering to the bartender, his back was turned so Hyukjae allowed himself to admire him. He didn’t usually go for men, which wasn’t to say he didn’t like them, he was just picky. Maybe his logic was skewed as a result of being out of a job, but his body looked so soft, usually men were to hard, too angry, but this man was elegant and smooth yet toned in all the right places. All he knew was, at this moment, to him, this bartender was the most beautiful thing in the world.
“You’re stunning.” Hyukjae said before he could stop himself. The man turned around and surveyed him with sharp eyes, Hyukjae’s gaze met his for a brief moment and then the bartender turned, opened the glass cabinet behind him and pulled out what looked to be a very expensive bottle of whisky and poured a glass of it. “Because you didn’t call me cute…” He said as he set the glass down in front of him. “this one’s on me.” His voice was light and silky with a slight rasp, Hyukjae was beginning to think he wasn’t human.
Hyukjae took the glass. “Join me.” He said gesturing to the empty barstool next to him, more of an invitation than a question, there was no point in being coy. “There’s no one here anyway.” The bartender looked at him again, Hyukjae made no move to accept the drink unless he had company. He raised an eyebrow, I insist.
The bartender exhaled, he looked over Hyukjae once more, then wiped his hands, pulled out a glass for himself and made his was around the bar to sit with him.
“I don’t normally allow this, especially with men I’ve never seen around before, and even then…”
“Hyukjae, Lee Hyukjae. I was a businessman in Daegu until this morning, now I’m not sure what I am.”
“Daegu? Man you are far from home.” The man said tilting his head. “I’m Sungmin, bartender, among other things.”
Hyukjae took the bottle of whisky and poured Sungmin’s drink. They raised their glasses in a small toast to each other and drank.
~*~
Hyukjae was a bit tipsy, he hadn’t drunk much, instead, he had been talking, or rather, Hyukjae had been talking and Sungmin had been drinking, but Sungmin could hold his alcohol. After his second drink Hyukjae had dumped his entire ordeal on him.
“So what are you going to do now?” Sungmin asked when the other was done talking, pouring him another drink.
Hyukjae shrugged, “Try to get another office job I guess.”
Sungmin frowned.
~*~
At 1am Sungmin’s shift ended, he was supposed to be on for another shift tonight but no one had entered the bar since Hyukjae so he decided to close early. Hyukjae took some bills out of his wallet to pay for the drinks but Sungmin waved his hand away. “I still have a job.”
The bartender washed the last of the glasses, organized the liquor cabinet, and disappeared for a moment and just when Hyukjae didn’t think he could her any more attractive he returned, changed out of his uniform and into street clothes; dark grey jeans, a black leather jacket, and a white v-neck. Hyukjae admired him again, tracing the line of his collar with his eyes, not caring when Sungmin noticed him. Maybe he blushed; it was to dim to tell.
They exited the bar together, waiting until after Sungmin had locked the door to thank him.
"Thank you… for your company.” He said with a slight bow before turning, hesitating to walk back to his car. He didn’t want to go home just yet.
“Do you like to dance?” Sungmin suddenly blurted out, noticing Hyukjae’s stall.
Hyukjae turned around. Sure he liked to dance, ever since he was a kid he’d been dancing, his parents had refused to pay for lessons but he didn’t really need them, it came naturally to him. He nodded trying to hold back just how happy he was that Sungmin didn’t want him to leave either.
“Come on.” Sungmin said, casually lacing his fingers with Hyukjae’s as if he had done it a hundred times and pulled him down the dark street.
Sungmin’s hands were as soft and as warm as they looked.
~*~
The club was nice, the music wasn’t painfully loud (not to mentions not half bad), but loud enough to make your solar plexus vibrate the way Hyukjae liked. And there was just enough lighting to be able to see the person closest to you, but not crazy enough to give you a seizure. They weaved their way through the crowded dance floor and soon found an empty pocket to themselves.
Sungmin found the beat easily, he thew his arms around Hyukjae’s waist and swayed his hips lewdly.
Suddenly Hyukjae's mind was in overdrive, he remembered that he was a man out of a job dancing with a sinfully attractive stranger in a shady club far away from his home, what exactly was he doing?
Don’t think too hard about this Lee Hyukjae or you’ll regret it. Hyukjae thought, stopping himself. He was a grown man and he could do whatever he wanted. Sungmin saw the torn look on the other man's face and decided to make him decision a bit easier for him, he dropped his hands from Hyukjae’s waist, hooked his fingers in his belt loops and pulled their lower bodies flush, clearly stating that he didn’t want the other to back out on him. “I won’t get all weird on you I promise,” Sungmin said “unless you want me too.” he said leaning closer, rubbing his hips ever so slightly into Hyukjae's, and He stopped thinking. All Hyukjae knew was that the man in front of him was unbelievably sexy and was pressing his throbbing body up against his, and it felt fucking amazing. So he went with it, moving and sliding against the other with the beat of the music. He could feel the unmistaken hard line of Sungmin’s cock through his suit pants, and his head went light.
“You dance well for a businessman.” Sungmin said when a slow song finally came on, more than a tinge of lust in his voice, he was now practically draped over Hyukjae.
“You dance well for a bartender, but that’s not saying much.” Hykjae said letting his hand dip into the hem of Sungmin’s pants.
“I hate bartending.” Sungmin said, his lips brushed Hyukjae’s neck.
“Doesn’t seem so bad.”
“Do you know how lonely it get’s in that bar?” Sungmin said low into Hyukjae’s ear. He pressed the palm of his hand to the front of Hyukjae’s pants, breath catching in his throat, and squeezed.
“…So lonely.”
Hukjae's mouth went dry, he didn’t need a more obvious invitation than that. He grabbed Sungmin’s ass and groaned into his hand, allowing Sungmin to massage him for a moment before he took him by the wrist and pulled him from the dance floor.
~*~
Sungmin hailed a taxi, gave the driver his address and pulled Hyukjae into the backseat before either of them could think twice.
“I…I haven’t done this in a while.” Hyukjae confessed as Sungmin’s hand started to trail up his leg.
“Me either.” Sungmin said, stroking his thigh, reassuring him.
“You don’t act like it.”
Sungmin laughed. “When a man as good looking as yourself walks into my empty bar and invites me to drink with him, I think it’s worth taking the risk.” Hyukjae was worried that Sungmin was the type to sleep around.
Sungmin was turning into someone he could share easily. He wanted him all to himself.
“You think too much.” Sungmin said straddling him, reading his mind again, he pressed his hands to the back of the seat on either side of Hyukjae’s head, face inches from his.
“I know.” He said, arms finding their way around Sungmin’s waist once again.
“Don't.”
“Okay.”
Sungmin breathed hot onto Hyukjae’s lips and Hyukjae kissed him, he brought his fingers to Sungmin’s chin and pulled him closer, he did what his body told him to do and ignored his mind's protests. Sungmin responded and opened his mouth slightly, allowing Hyukjae’s tongue to explore.
~*~
Sungmin backed Hyukjae into the corner of the elevator and frotted against him. Hyukjae kissed him roughly beginning to crave the taste of his lips; this man could easily become an addiction.
“I love your jaw.” Sungmin said and bit down on the jut of bone at the top of his neck. Hyukjae melted.
God he was so soft.
~*~
They fell in the doorway, tripping over each other, both trying to get their shoes off as quickly as possible. Hyukjae pulled Sungmin on top of him and kissed him again, he nipped at his bottom lip, simultaneously trying to kick his shoes off. He bent his knee, and rubbed his thigh against the apex of Sungmin’s legs and Sungmin groaned, rolling into him. The front door was still open.
~*~
Somehow they detangled, closed the front door and walked into the living room. Sungmin only managed to shrug his jacket off before Hyukjae shoved him onto the leather couch and crawled over him. Sungmin pulled Hyukjae down by the tie and kissed his again. Hyukjae slid his hand between Sungmin’s legs and palmed the bulge in his pants, massaging him through the fabric. Sungmin groaned and bucked his hips. “…M-More” he breathed. He kissed down Sungmin’s neck and then fastened his lips around a nipple, spit wetting through the fabric of his shirt. He unfastened Sungmin’s pants and inched them down just enough to pull his cock out. His mouth left Sungmin’s chest to spit into his hand, he lifted his lips up to kiss him again as his thumb slowly circled his head. Sungmin groaned at the sensation. Hyukjae began to stroke him, slowly, measuring each move of his hand.
“Fuck Hyukjae you need go faster-.” Sungmin muttered into his mouth.
Hyukjae just smirked and continued to pleasure him agonizing slow.
“I want to watch you like this forever though.” He said sitting up, he pulled Sungmin’s shirt up pressing a hand to his abdomen to keep him from jerking upward too much, he was sitting on Sungmin’s thighs so he couldn’t move even an inch. He jerked his fist quickly once and watched the muscles in Sungmin’s torso tense and felt Sungmin’s breath falter beneath him.
“You’re so beautiful.”
“You’re so fucking mean nngh-” Hyukjae kissed him again, sucking his tongue into his mouth and sped up, just a little. Sungmin shivered and groaned into his lips.
After what seemed like hours of begging and panting Sungmin began to feel him orgasm teasing, his eyes screwed shut and it barreled into him.
“I’m…I’m… com-”
Hyukjae sucked a chunk of Sungmin’s neck into his mouth and jerked him fast. Sungmin cried out and strained upward into his fist as far as he could. His mouth fell open and he moaned nonstop, gripping Hyukjae’s upper arms hard enough to leave marks as he came all over his t-shirt and Hyukjae’s suit jacket. He breathed out an emphatic “Fuck.” Hyujae teased his cock are few more times before his hand was slapped away. “I Hope you know I expect you’re cock in my ass before this night’s over, hands are great, especially yours, but it’s gonna take more than that to satisfy me.”
Hyukjae stood up, unbuttoned his jacket, let it drop to the floor, and smirked again. “Can’t wait.”
Sungmin bent his knees trying to regain feeling in his legs for a moment before he stood up, wobbling dangerously. He stripped off his t-shit and kicked off his pants, then grabbed Hyukjae by the tie again and dragged him towards the bedroom, kissing him as they went.
He shoved Hyukjae down on the bed and began to claw his pants off. “But first I kinda want to blow you.” And before Hyukjae could say anything Sungmin kneeled before him and swallowed him.
“Still don’t believe you haven’t done this in a while.” Hyukjae choked out sitting up, when he hit the back of Sungmin’s throat.
Sungmin just hummed, dragging his tongue along the underside as he drew back, he looked into Hyukjae’s eyes as he lapped at the head. “I have a natural talent, so I’ve been told.” He said before dropping back down, pink lips stretched and swollen around him. Hyukjae moaned out a curse. Sungmin moved his other hand behind himself and slipped a finger into his entrance to the first knuckle.
“Fuck you are so hot, I would have just thrown you over the bar and fucked you right there if I knew it would be like this.”
“Maybe next time.”
Hyukjae's orgasm began to tease him with the thought of a next time.
“I’m close.” He warned.
“Oh no you don’t,” Sungmin said grabbing the base of his cock, releasing him. “I don’t think I could wait for you to get hard again.”
“You underestimate me.”
“Yeah well…” Sungmin walked over to his dresser and began to rummage through it. “You can just come inside me twice then.” He tossed the lube on the bed and straddled Hyukjae; he undid his tie and threw it to the floor.
Hyukjae poured a generous amount of lube into his hand, he massaged Sungmin’s dick for a moment before letting is hand slide between his legs, his other hand traced over his hipbone, and them smeared up over his abs.
“Can I just cover you with this stuff?” Hyukjae asked, marveling at the way is made his skin shine, highlighting each muscle. Sungmin moaned in reply, he leaned back and gripped Hyukjae’s knees, lifting himself forward for better access.
Hjukjae retracted his hands, he dumped more lube onto them and then circled Sungmin’s entrance with his index finger for a moment before he eased a finger into him. He spread His other hand over his Sungmin's thigh for leverage. He curled his finger as he pulled out. Sungmin’s leg muscles tensed even more, not quite disliking the intrusion. He groaned in appreciation and Hyukjae went dizzy again as the sight of it all.
“Another.” Sungmin ordered minutes later. Hyukjae obliged and pressed another finger into him, his channel was tight but it entered smoothly. Hyukjae twisted his fingers trying to find the right spot, he was usually pretty good at it, but he was out of practice, adjusted his thrusts and pressed fingers upward and Sungmin shivered violently, curses flying from his mouth (something about Hyukjae’s cock and never letting him leave the bed) that made Hyukjae’s dick pulse. “Another” he panted. The third finger caused some drag and Sungmin whimpered slightly at the discomfort. Hyukjae slowed his thrusts but Sungmin shook his head and pressed himself downward, he was getting impatient. “Faster.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t.”
Hyukjae wouldn’t have listened to him, but he too was getting impatient. He added more lube and fucked him fast with his fingers; soon Sungmin was trembling, clenching around him and panting hard.
“Fuck me Hyuk, please- now.” He panted.
Hyukjae would have loved to watch Sungmin come all over himself at the mercy of his fingers but that would have to save that for another night. Right now all he wanted was to feel Sungmin encase him, drive him mad.
He pulled his fingers out and gripped Sungmin’s hips; Sungmin covered Hyukjae’s cock with lube and eased himself down, biting back a whine as he stretched to accommodate him. After a few moments of discomfort Sungmin sat flush against him, around him.
Sungmin collected himself enough to move, he pressed his hands to Hyukjae's sweaty chest and raised himself up a few inches and dropped back down, both groaned.
Sungmin moved again almost letting Hyukjae’s cock leave him this time before pressing back down more quickly than before, Hyukjae, unable to hold back, raised his hips meeting Sungmin’s body with a smack.
Sungmin cried out and fell forward planting his forearms on either side of Hyukjae’s head, he tangled his fingers in the blonde's hair and rolled his hips fluidly. Hyukjae gripped his hips firmly, his mouth found Sungmin’s again and he kissed him roughly, teeth clashing violently in contrast to his slow thrusts. He raked his hands up and down Sungmin’s spine making him tremor. “Faster.” Sungmin breathed.
Hyukjae sped up a little but it wasn't long before he began to lose it, Sungmin was just too tight and too beautiful and too hot he was coming before he knew it. His head smacked into the headboard as his thrusts faltered. Sungmin pressed his lips feather light onto his jaw and rolled his spine in a sinful arch making Hyukjae scream. “Come inside me baby, I want it, I want you.” He coaxed biting at his skin. And Hyukjae did, he purged himself into him groaning out a stream of curses, shivering and jerking into the mattress.
Sungmin was relentless, he raised himself up and fucked himself on Hyukjae’s cock and Hyukjae grew hard again in minutes “If you ass wasn’t so tight you have no idea how suspicious I would be of you.” Hyukjae grunted. Sungmin just smirked and did something with his hips that made Hyukjae curse again.
Hyukjae, wanting control back sat up, he wrapped his arms around Sungmin waist and grabbed his ass, spreading his cheeks wider, fucking him faster. Sungmin sagged into him, and moaned again, legs grown tired. Hyukjae snapped his hips firmly and Sungmin cried out and threw his head back, he fall backward taking Hyukjae with him.
Hyukjae adjusted himself so that he was kneeling, one of Sungmin’s legs was between his and the other was thrown over his shoulder. Hyukjae was buried so impossibly deep that all Sungmin could do was sob into the sheets. Hyukjae's hand found Sungmin’s cock and it was only a few strokes before he was coming again moaning and shouting his name.
Hyukjae licked and sucked at the skin of Sungmin leg leaving a line of little red marks, as he fucked him faster. Sungmin was too blissed out to notice when Hyukjae came inside of him again. But he must have because he did notice when Hyukjae stopped thrusting. He whimpered and reached down to jerk himself off, hard all over again. Hyukjae’s hand replaced his and with the last of his energy he stroked him. Hyukjae eased out of him and scooted down “Come on baby, come for me.” He coaxed as his lips closed hot around the head of Sungmin’s cock and Sungmin fell apart all over again. Hyukjae swallowed what he could, still not used to the bitter salty taste. After Sungmin caught his breath he sat up and began to lick the come off Hyukjae’s fingers.
“Fuck Min stop it you’re going to make me hard again.” Hyukjae panted. Sungmin laughed and pulled him down and cleaned the come from his lips and then kissed him softly until they fell asleep in a tangle on the bed.
~*~
Hyukjae rose, utterly sated and sore. He looked over smiled at the heap next to him that was still asleep, he kissed him softly and then got up and rummaged through Sungmin’s drawers till he found a pair of clean boxers. He took a quick shower and dressed. He went back into the bedroom and had found that Sungmin had thrown on a pair of boxers but had gotten back into bed, his face pressed into a pillow.
“Why are you up so early.” He groaned into the fabric.
“Habit.”
“Come back to bed.” He said, reaching his hand out.
“I should get going,” Hyukjae said taking his hand anyway, massaging his wrist. “It’s gonna take me forever to get home, I don’t even remember how long I drove…”
“Do you even know where your car is.” Sungmin turned to look up at him, smirking.
“No… no I don’t know where my car is.” Hyukjae suddenly remembered.
“…”
“Fuck what city am I even in?!”
Sungmin just laughed at him. “Maybe I won’t tell you, and you can just live here, in my bed.”
At that offer Hyukjae gave in and crawled back into bed and pulled Sungmin to him, dropping a kiss to his lips.
“Sounds tempting.”