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Nobody ever told Jungwon how addicting sex is.
He was never told about the satisfying burn of having someone inside of you, of having strong hands and hot lips all over your skin, of sheets heating up under the friction of sweaty bodies. Not to forget about the most intoxicating part… He was never told about the intense orgasms.
Jay was his introduction to the world of intimacy.
He’s the ideal pick for it. He’s strong, has good stamina, and a perfectly sized dick. It’s big enough that it burns in all the right ways, curved perfectly so it hits euphoric spots without much effort, and thick enough that it makes Jungwon feel complete, like filling in the last piece of a really, really meticulous puzzle.
Jay follows orders well, but he’s also good at giving them. What Jungwon wants, he gives. And what he wants, he takes. He’ll pull Jungwon back onto his dick and wrap a hand around his throat when he complains it’s too sensitive, whispering ‘stay still, I’m not done with you’ into his ear.
And well, Jungwon loves that. Spanking, dirty talk, the princess treatment… Jungwon loves it all. He loves how Jay can be so sweet, worship his body with kisses and spend hours unraveling him with his tongue. But he also loves how Jay can tap into a hidden darkness; hold him down, choke him, spank him until tears are brimming his eyes. Then, brush his hands into his hair and tell him he’s the most perfect boy in the world.
Jay can really do it all, and he’s more than willing to.
He goes out of his way to secure privacy, booking secret hotel rooms under ridiculous pseudonyms with the excuse that they’re going shopping. They’ll wear masks, hats, sunglasses, and layers upon layers of clothing so they won’t be recognized. But as soon as they step inside the private room, the layers are flying off, and they’re skin to skin before Jungwon can take another breath.
The excitement curls in his belly as his back hits the bed. Jay crawls over him with so much lust in his eyes it always makes him senselessly dizzy and horny. Their kisses are sweet before they turn ravenous, and he truly thinks he could kiss Jay forever.
Although there’s one thing Jungwon loves more than kissing: sucking dick. Coincidence? It just so happens that Jay has the perfect one for it.
He gives Jungwon all the attention in the world, looks down at him like he’s out of this world, runs his hands through his hair and never stops uttering praises of how good and perfect he is. Until Jungwon moans and takes him deeper, then he’ll grab his head and move him up and down his cock like a goddamn sex doll.
Jungwon can’t get enough of it. He’s addicted to the feeling of Jay’s cock throbbing inside of his mouth, addicted to hearing him moan, addicted to the way his fingers tighten in his hair and he fucks his face harder because he can’t contain himself.
He’s addicted to the feeling of making Jay come in his mouth, sucking every drop out of him even when he goes to pull out. He loves sticking his tongue out, full of cum, and bat his eyelashes prettily just to hear Jay groan. Even more so when he makes a show out of swallowing and takes his cock into his mouth again, placing kisses against the length and suckling around the tip until there’s a hiss and he’s pulled up for proper kisses.
But nothing—nothing—beats the feeling of having Jay inside of him, to have his thick and hard cock buried so deep that every stroke, every thrust, ignites fireworks in his stomach.
He’s used to it now, knows what to expect and look forward to. The first time, he wasn’t used to it at all. It hurt and burned for a good few minutes before feeling good, and during those minutes, he thought he’d never want to have sex again. He certainly did not think he’d end up the way he is now, practically begging for more everyday.
Even though Jay came prepared beyond belief—almost to a loser level—the first time, it still hurt, but it’s a day that Jungwon will never forget.
One: because it was the day that changed him as a person for good. It basically turned him from an inexperienced virgin to an experienced cockslut.
(Okay… Maybe he skipped some steps in between, but something in him undeniably changed for good.)
Two: because he’ll never forget the moment when Jay emptied his shopping bag onto the bed and an entire sex-shop-shelf’s worth of flavored lube fell out. There were seven big bottles in all kinds of ridiculous flavors: sexy strawberry, pipin’ peach, mingle-me mango, goody green apple, baby blueberry, bad boy blackberry, and the showstopper… gay-times grape.
That one made Jungwon raise an eyebrow, but they eventually settled on sexy strawberry.
Jay proceeded to eat him out and finger him for what felt like hours. Despite the thorough preparation, it stung. Partly because Jay is big, but also maybe because Jungwon is tiny.
Tears pricked his eyes, and he felt like he was about to be ripped in half. It only got worse when Jay began thrusting. He was one second away from asking him to stop when he adjusted his grip, changed the angle, and hit his prostate dead-on. The reaction was instantaneous, and Jay caught onto it. He started moving while keeping his eyes on his face, and god, Jungwon knew there was no turning back from that point.
He knows the initial burn and drag is part of the charm now. Once it passes, there’s the constant stimulation against his prostate, there’s the handprints burned into his ass, the hair-pulling, the harsh sounds skin makes against skin when primal lust and desire takes over. It’s all part of the sweet ferocity that’ll leave his body aching for days, aching in the most addicting way possible.
What really takes him by surprise though, is the time he rides Jay until he can’t form coherent sentences, pathetic gibberish leaving his mouth until he gasps, clenches hard around his cock, and starts coming without even touching himself. It’s a revelation that personally freaks him out, but makes Jay come inside of him at the flick of a switch.
Once they started having sex, Jungwon couldn’t stop looking at him in a different light. He still can’t. Anytime Jay shows too much skin, he finds himself raking his eyes over him while biting his lip. But it’s not just Jay. Jungwon looks at the others in a new light too. Their bodies, muscles, bulges, pretty faces, and he’s always inexplicably horny.
They keep doing it, but Jungwon just gets hornier and hornier for everytime, and wants it even more. All. The. Time. When they don’t have the proper time to get down and dirty, he gets incredibly restless. His mind just spins with sex, sex, sex, whatever he does.
It’s a fire that never burns out. In fact, it only grows stronger, infiltrates his brain to the point where he forgets about his important role as leader just to follow his burning desires. It’s really fucking risky. Still, he irresponsibly follows the whisper in his pants and sneaks away with Jay during promotions because he always just looks too damn good.
It gets so bad he breaks their personal no-dorm-sex rule. A night spent tossing and turning, frustrated, itching with the need to have someone under him. He sighs, and creeps into Jay and Jake’s room in the middle of the night, climbs under the covers to suck Jay off. But he wakes up and stops him before he can even do anything, then groggily drags him over to the bathroom.
He’s one breath away from confronting him about their rule when Jungwon leans in and whispers how badly he wants him and how much misses him against his lips. The room grows quiet, and he finds his opening, smirking as he drops to his knees.
It stops too soon.
There’s tugging on the door handle and Jay’s cock that’s lodged halfway in his throat slips out. The scaredy cat curses, pulls his shorts up, and looks panicked at the door. Jungwon sighs angrily and drags himself up. He swings it open and glares daggers at Jake before dashing out, leaving Jay, who scurries to hide behind the shower curtains.
Okay. Maybe it was a good choice not to let Jungwon suck him off under the covers, but when he tries to get back to it in the bathroom when Jake goes back to their bedroom, Jay grimaces and stops him.
“After hearing that?” He says, disgusted. “I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to get hard again. Sorry, Jungwon.”
All Jungwon can do is huff, going back to bed even angrier and more frustrated than he was before. He’s too angry to even jerk himself to orgasm.
He spends the next day surrounded by rising flames. They’ve shifted from orange to blue, and his insides coil with unquenched arousal, and, ironically enough, the burning ache of having blue balls.
They have the day off, which is good because they get to rest, but it also means everyone is crowded around the dorm. Jungwon sits on the couch gnawing at his lip and zones out while Niki and Heeseung play games and scream at the tv.
He’s brought back into reality when Jay and Sunghoon walk down the hallway from the kitchen. Jay has a towel slung over his shoulder and he rolls his eyes at Sunghoon and shoves him lightly before he enters the bathroom. Sunghoon plops down on the couch with a sigh and pats Jungwon on the knee, who only has eyes for the door.
“Is he about to shower?”
“Ye-”
“I have to go to the toilet though.” He says and stands up before Sunghoon can even blink.
He makes his way to the door and incessantly knocks, complaining about how he really has to go and trying to yell over the gushing water. The other members buy the act, even more so when he mutters a sassy comment to Jay as he walks past him.
On the inside however, he’s about to combust. Jay is loosely holding onto the towel around his waist, and he’s half-wet, like he only went in for a few seconds.
Jungwon swallows the saliva pooling in his mouth, makes sure the door is locked, and pushes Jay down on the toilet seat. He straddles him and kisses him like he’s starving, not caring about the fact that he’s fully clothed and completely dry.
Jay makes a surprised noise into it, hands grabbing Jungwon’s waist as he tries to keep up with his eager lips, leaving wet handprints on his white t-shirt.
“Wait, wait- Hang on-” He breaks it off, and Jungwon looks at him with his eyes already blown out. “What is going on with you?”
“I need you.” Jungwon admits breathlessly. There’s so much desperation in his voice that it’s embarrassing. It’s pathetic, really, that he’s turned on by the mere thought that he’s sitting on Jay’s cock right now. Even over the towel, he whines and winds his hips in circles to try and get a feel of it. “Hyung, I need you. I can’t wait anymore.”
“But they… ” Jay starts after a small pause. His throat bulges and his hands tighten. “They’re gonna hear.”
“Let them hear.” Jungwon exhales, his core tightening and his cock growing even harder. He runs his hands through Jay’s damp hair, and fuck he’s so hot. “I don’t care. I just want you inside of me. I need you inside of me. I’ve been waiting too long.”
Jay gulps and ponders it in his head. Jungwon swirls his hips to entice him and makes a small noise in his throat. That makes Jay nod. He gets up, triple-checks that the door is locked, turns on the shower as loud as possible, then kisses Jungwon until his ass hits the counter behind him.
“I don’t have- I don’t have lube.” Jay gulps, looking around as if he’s lost. Jungwon smirks and fishes the strawberry bottle out from where he hid it last night (after succumbing to a hopeless fingering session that didn’t even get him off).
“You think I came unprepared?”
“Fuck. Okay, but we have to be fast.” Jay says as he takes the bottle. Jungwon strips out of his clothes, chucks them away, and bends over the sink.
“Then be fast.” He says, staring over his shoulder when Jay just stands there like an idiot, stunned into place. “Come on.”
“Yeah, shit- okay.” Jay moves forward and the towel flies off. Jungwon gulps at what’s revealed, but not for long, because then their lips are on each other. Jay fingers him against the sink until his legs are shaking and he’s practically begging for his cock, deeming two fingers enough because he really cannot wait, and he wants to feel it for days if they don’t get any more time.
He turns around, lathers Jay’s cock with lube and feels it throb in his hand as he jerks it up and down a few times. He whines, turns around, and guides it inside. Jay grabs his hips and helps push in.
The burn is satisfying, stretching Jungwon out in all the right ways. The moan he lets out is so loud Jay has to cover his mouth in panic. He shushes him against his ear, breath hotly fanning over his skin. Jungwon makes a constricted noise. A blush spreads across his cheeks, embarrassed that he forgot about their situation, but he can’t help but feel arousal shoot through him at the thought of being heard.
A part of him wants them to listen, to watch, to find out that he takes cock up the ass, because maybe then they will look at him in a different light too.
He moans and whimpers pathetically against Jay’s hand, eyes falling shut as his mind runs wild and a thick cock fills him to the brim. When he opens them again, the mirror is fogged up and his face is burning hot from the steam of the shower.
He’s so hard, endlessly leaking onto the cabinet and floor because it feels so fucking good. Jay’s hand is firm on his waist, and the other is still keeping him quiet. Wet noises fill the room, the slapping of skin and squelching of lube resounding over the loud stream of water.
Suddenly, two familiar voices are heard passing by the bathroom. Sunoo and Jake talk about something unintelligible, but Jungwon doesn’t need to know what they’re saying for his core to tighten. He whimpers, pushes his legs together, and shakes as he comes untouched all over the cabinet doors and tile on the floor.
He tries to be quiet, so much that when he squeezes his eyes shut, tears fall down his cheeks. He has to catch his breath and stop trembling before he can even realize that Jay has completely stopped moving. When Jungwon glances at him over his shoulder, he appears stunned.
“I told you,” Jungwon gulps, cheeks burning with humiliation and shame, “It’s been too long.” He makes an excuse before Jay can bring it up, then he drops to his knees and moans around his cock.
He sucks hard and fast. Saliva mixes with the artificial flavors of strawberries, that not-quite-maskable flavor of lube, and eventually, cum. It’s dirty, wet and gross, but Jungwon loves it. He makes pretty noises as liquids flood his mouth and blinks prettily up at Jay. Almost like a spell, hoping that he’ll forget all about what just happened. Apparently, it works, because he just pulls Jungwon onto his feet and kisses him.
He gets dressed again, wipes the condensation off the mirror, and tries to make himself look like he hasn’t just gotten fucked in the ass and taken a load of cum down his throat. Then he bravely exits the bathroom.
He joins them all on the couch and awkwardly shifts in his seat, pulling his legs up to hug. Nobody makes a comment. He doesn’t know whether to be relieved or disappointed about it. Next to him, Sunoo suddenly wipes a finger across his bottom lip, and he turns to him in shock, eyes wide.
“You have something glossy here.” He simply explains, and Jungwon goes permanently red. Sunoo hums and examines his finger. “Is it lip balm?”
Moments before disaster—before he can bring it closer to his face—Jungwon’s panicked brain sucks it into his mouth. Sunoo goes even more wide eyed than him, taken utterly by surprise, but Jungwon makes sure to lick him clean.
“I tried the sugar scrub Jay gave me.” He lies, then shrugs. “It’s edible. Sorry. I really like the flavor.”
Jake just looks at them and laughs, as if that was a completely normal thing of Jungwon to do. Was it?
His cheeks stay warm through the entire movie they decided to switch to, and the heat increases when Jay exits the bathroom and joins them. Sunoo mutters a ‘finally’ under his breath then gets up, and Jay clears his throat before taking his place. There’s an awkward distance between him and Jungwon as they pretend nothing ever happened.
That was way too close… Yet Jungwon’s heart races from the adrenaline rush of almost getting caught.