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Heeseung has been working at the Park company for two years. It was easy since Jay put in a word with his dad. He hadn’t expected the younger male to because although they were friends at earlier stages in their lives. Life happened and they grew apart. They ran in slightly different social circles; Heeseung being middle class– maybe upper middle class and Jay being wealthy. It wasn’t that Jay was a snob. He is actually far from it; being super humble and really nice. Sometimes too nice.
Regardless it was obvious how well off he was; the extracurriculars, the frequent traveling, speaking multiple languages and the biggest thing of all his fashion. Of course you don’t need money to dress well but Jay always had expensive taste. His watches and clones alone would cost thousands of dollars. He was always well dressed, with that by highschool he began to draw a different crowd and it didn’t help that Heeseung was older. Jay was more president of the fashion club, class president, student body president, vice president then president of the UN and linguists club. Heeseung was more, captain of the hockey team, the basketball team, the swim ect. Name a sports club and chances are he would be or would have been a part of it.
Needless to say as time went on they saw each other less and less, but the tension between them never faded; it was just easier to avoid because of how little they interacted with each other. They had different friend groups and interests, their only common interest was dance which they used to do together but as they grew up and got busier the time for that decreased until it just never happened anymore.
They both prioritized different things and they were in different stages of life so understably they grew apart and they accepted it. Whenever they passed each other whether at a school or at an event both their parents happened to be attending they would exchange greetings not lingering too long to end up studying each other or for someone else to pick up on how tense things could get between them. Soon Heeseung was graduating highschool, and Jay was there. A promise he had made years ago when they were younger and Heeseung wasn’t sure if the younger male would have gone back to his home country.
The look of shock on his face when he got up on stage to collect his diploma and saw Jay sitting front row was priceless and Jay couldn’t help but giggle. Not much was exchanged besides; hello, congratulations and a thank you. Even when Jay was invited to Heeseung’s graduation dinner he politely declined. That night was when they took their last picture together and exchanged their last words for two years because Heeseung was off to university and Jay had two more years of highschool.
Aside from the pictures on their social media they didn’t know much about what was happening in each other's lives anymore, when they were in highschool together it was different because as much as they didn’t speak to each other like they once did, word got around. Now when Jay looked at Heeseung instagram and saw him being touchy with girls and guys alike he couldn’t comfort himself by saying they were just friends because he didn’t know. Or when Heeseung would look at the younger males' instagram and see him in some guys lap or their hands around his waist he couldn’t calm his anger by saying he’s just being friendly, because again he didn’t know.
They never saw each other again until one day he was walking on campus and ran into Jay. The interaction was awkward to say the least. Jay was a blonde and his fashion sense became even more impeccable and he definitely became even more gorgeous. He looked great. He always did. Heeseung remembers clearly how Jay bowed and flashed him a smile and not just any smile it seemed playful and flirty. Nothing like the Jay he knew, it seemed like he had really grown into himself and had a major confidence boost.
For the rest of his tenure they spoke quite a few times, they still weren’t as close as when they were younger but they acknowledged each other a lot more, not enough for Heeseung to expect him to ask his dad to get him an internship at his company but he did. When Heeseung tried to thank him by treating him to a meal he told him not to worry about and consider it a gift from an old friend.
Something about Jay referring to himself as an old friend made Heeseung's stomach turn causing all the feelings he had buried deep down to come to the surface. To him Jay wasn’t just an old friend but it’s his fault. He was a coward and instead of confronting his feelings he used the excuse of him being older and them drifting apart to avoid it. Now this is where he is. He doesn’t even know what they are; acquaintances, friends, schoolmates, family friends, strangers? After years of knowing each other it’s almost like they had no relationship whatsoever and it was devastating.
Once again Heeseung was graduating, this time Jay wasn’t there. He wasn’t in the country but Heeseung couldn’t guarantee he would have been there if he was but he was somewhat happy because thanks to Jay he didn’t have to worry about job hunting. He would have a job straight out of university. The happiness didn’t last long.
That night when he went home and checked instagram there were pictures of Jay all smiley with models and designers alike. He knows this has been a dream of Jay’s to be in a space like that for as long as he can remember but the thought does nothing to soothe the jealousy building inside him.
The next time they see each other in person, Jay is taking over his fathers position as CEO of the company and they are all at some big company event. So much happened that night but all Heeseung could see was Jay. His hair is now back to black from blonde and pink. It somehow made him ten times more attractive, that and the fact that he wasn’t wearing some basic suit and still dressing to impress. He couldn’t take his eyes of him and Jay could feel it. In fact he basked in it. Throwing winks and flirty smiles his way, not shying away from sporting knowing smirks and eye contact. Oh God, Jay has always been good at eye contact and nothing gets him going more than the way Jay looks at him. Especially when his already beautiful eyes were made to stand out more with eyeliner. It was embarrassing how quick he nutted all over his hands later that night.
The next time they saw each other they were a thousand times more daring. Jay had insisted the members of the company join him at a club Just to loosen up and get a bit more familiar and boy did they get more familiar or in his case reacquainted. He and Heeseung didn’t limit themselves to staring at each other from across the room, or teasing smiles and intense eye contact. They ended up on the dance floor together.
“Hey stranger.” Jay chuckles.
“Stranger…you wound me.” Heeseung smiles.
“If not strangers then what are we?” Jay asks, his tone misleading but the smile that danced on his lips was more than enough to clue Heeseung in.
“I thought we were old friends.” Heeseung was quick to fire back but it seemed Jay was even quicker.
“Yeah? Well show me what you’ve got, old friend.” turning his back to Heeseung he reaches for his hand to put them on his waist and for a moment the older male freezes but Jay’s giggle brings him back. They take over the dance floor, grinding and touching on each other. HR’s night mare but onlookers can see tension and it almost seems like a movie too good not to watch. Even with eyes on them they can’t get enough of each other, their bodies move together getting lost in each other and the music. They bask in the tension that they usually avoid and it is delicious almost as if they were intoxicated but neither of them had touched a drink that night.
Heeseung thought about that night all weekend and so did Jay but he won’t let Heeseung know that, which is why when Monday morning rolled around and Heeseung decided to bite the bullet and say hello. He smiles all coy and ditsy like he has no idea the kind of hold he has on the older man.
“Mr. Lee, hello to you too. A good morning isn’t it, I hope you had a wonderful weekend.”
Heeseung should be taken aback and he would have been if he didn’t catch the small smirk on Jay’s lips.
“Ah yes Mr.Park, a good morning indeed. As for the weekend, I had a lot to think about.”
Jay giggles doing that little thing where he tucks his hair behind his ear. “I bet you did, your weekend was exciting…very exciting.”
Jay’s eyes shift from the older males face down to his crotch, it’s swift and if Heeseung weren’t paying attention he wouldn’t have caught it. He chuckles watching as Jay walks away looking back over his shoulder to wink at him, both oblivious to their coworkers and employees watching them with saucers for eyes
Heeseung locks himself in his office under the guise of getting work done but he has been staring at the same section of the document for hours. Unable to shake the memories of his and Jay’s interactions for the past week. A knock snaps him out of his thoughts and he mutters “come in.”
Jay’s secretary walks in with a warm smile. “I hope i didn’t disturb you Mr. Lee, but Mr.Park needs you in the conference room three to discuss something with you.”
“Did he say what?”
“I am afraid not. He was glued to his computer when he gave the order.”
“Alright I'll be there in a minute.” Heeseung says.
He really hopes that they won’t be alone because that is not a good idea. After getting a taste with all the flirting going on between them Heeseung can’t promise to remain professional. He and Jay– there is no he and Jay actually because he doesn’t know where they stand. Doing something stupid to ruin whatever is going on and put his job in jeopardy is not in the cards. He just wouldn't be able to forgive himself if he allowed Jay to slip through his fingers again so he takes a breath and grabs his laptop before leaving his office for the conference room.
The closer he gets the faster his heart is hammering in his chest and when he finally gets to the door and opens it his body runs cold. Jay is in there alone and the lights are dim. Like it always is due to the projector usage.
“You wanted to see me Mr.Park. ”
“No need to be so formal hyung.” Jay smiles. This has to be a trap Heeseung thinks as he closes the door behind himself.
“Okay…. Jay. What was it that you wanted to discuss?”
Jay giggles gesturing to one of the many chairs for Heeseung to sit in and of course he chooses the farthest one. The CEO pushes up out of his chair and waltzes over to where Heeseung is sitting and sits on the table right in front of him before speaking.
“We need to finalize the details for the trip two weeks from now.”
“Ah yes, sure.”
“You seem tense, hyung. Are you worried about something or is it because that night left you reeling and now you can’t trust yourself to be too close to me.” Jay hit the nail on the head and Heeseung should deny it but when Jay reaches forward grabbing his tie and pulling him closer. So close that he can count the younger's beautiful eyelashes he groans telling Jay he’s sorry before pulling him in for a kiss.
This is exactly what he thought would happen, exactly what he wanted to prevent but Jay’s lips have always been one of his favorite things and now that they are on his he can’t help but be greedy. He eases the younger male off the table and onto his lap to straddle him. The chair isn’t made for this but they make it work. One hand settles on Jay’s waist and the other on his ass then he squeezes. He’s always wanted to do that, even more so after that night at the club and now he’s not holding back especially since Jay is responding so well to all his advances.
“Fuck me.” He pants tugging Heeseung’s hair for him to tilt his head back
“We can’t not— f- fuck d-don’t bite and we can’t, not here.” Heeseung groans. Jay continues pressing little kisses to his neck, his free hand fiddling with the tie and the button of his shirt to loosen them.
“We can. Just close the door.” Jay whispers using his teeth to graze the oldest neck before biting him.
“Fuck Jongseong.” he hisses “you’re making it really hard to say no.”
Jay wiggles his hips drawing a moan from the man underneath him. “I can tell, but I'm not waiting around for you to get all in your head like you have been for the past couple of years.”
He climbs off Heeseung’s lap and begins shedding his clothes. “Unless you want someone to walk in and see me naked i’d close the door.”
Heeseung snaps out of his daze and scrambles out of the chair to click the lock on the door. He turns just in time to see Jay onto his last article of clothing and he gulps, staring wide eyed and slack jawed at pink panites that fit snug against Jay’s tanned skin. The tip of his cock is peeking out of the waistband and Heeseeung might just lose his mind
“Want me to keep them on?” Jay asks
Heeseung moves on autopilot towards Jay, bending him over the conference table. He’s never going to see this room the same way after today but there is no chance for him to dwell on that for too long when Jay is gasping and letting out little squeaks because of the force being used to maneuver him.
“Lube?”
“My pants pocket.” Jay says looking over his shoulder at the older male.
After sifting through the discarded slacks to find the bottle of lube Heeseung unbuttons his shirt, shrugging it off the tie going along with it seconds later. Jay makes a sound signaling his impatience and it makes him laugh.
“Some things never change, do they?”
“You’re just taking too long.” Jay whines. Heeseung hums groping Jay’s ass and the younger pushes back against his hand ready to argue when the touch ceases only to yelp when Heeseung’s palm meets the supple flesh harshly.
“Be patient.”
There is a beat of silence followed by the cap of the lube being opened then Heeseung pushes Jay’s underwear to the side pressing the bottle of lube against his hole squeezing an obscene amount of the substance. Jay shudders at the feeling of the cold gel but he doesnt get to dwell on it too long as fingers are pushing into him. He drops his head against the table biting back a groan when two digits slip inside him. Heeseung gives him a few seconds to adjust before pushing his fingers deeper and curling them right up against his prostate.
“N-no.”
Heeseung chuckles massaging the bundle of nerves. “No?”
“H-hyung i’ll cum” Jay gasps trying to wiggle away but he is sandwiched between Heeseung and the table leaving nowhere for him to go.
“Is that not the point?” Heeseung muses.
Jay goes slack jawed beginning to drool on the table and his eyes roll over. He’s always been very sensitive, especially there and if Heeseung doesn’t stop he cum before they even get to start. As His thighs begins to tremble he figures he should warn him but he struggles to string the words together, all that's leaving his lips being unintelligible babbling. Unbeknownst to him, Heeseung is enjoying every bit of it.
“Over the years I've watched you become so sure of yourself and confident, especially that night and our previous interaction. That little stunt you pulled in front of everyone but look at you now. Unable to get your words out just from two fingers being inside your little hole, imagine what will happen when I stretch you open with my dick.”
Jay wails his whole fluttering around the digits inside him but just before he can cum Heeseung slides his fingers out, slapping his ass just to watch it jiggle. Jay thinks he’ll finally be able to take a breath and gather himself a bit but that is short lived when he feels the head of Heeseung’s cock pressing against his rim. His eyes widened.
“W-wait, two fingers is not enough i- f-fuck hyung!”
Heeseung’s hand presses into his lower back, keeping him still as he feeds him his cock. “You are whining but your hole is being greedy and sucking me in.” He grunts bottoming out, over the years he has had many fantasies about this but experiencing it almost has him short circuiting. He squeezes Jay’s butt loving how soft it feels under his palms before his hands travel upwards to the younger male's waist then he pulls out leaving only the tip in and thrusts back into the younger’s warm hole.
Jay lets out a strangled cry, all the air being knocked out of his lungs but he takes it refusing to tap out. He has waited too long for this to happen and not having the use of his legs for a few hours is just a small sacrifice. Heeseung crowds him against the table, snapping his hips with vigor, drinking in every sound that leaves the younger males lips. All the built up sexual frustration from over the years bubbling to the surface.
This is careless this is the last place they should be engaging in such activities but Heeseung doesn’t care and Jay can’t help himself not when the way Heeseung is fucking him is sure to alert the entire office. He gasps, clawing at the table in an attempt to ground himself but he isn’t given the chance. Heeseung takes pride in the fact that he is falling apart under him, all those years of him seeming so unattainable like they were in different worlds. Even though they may be, Heeseung finally has his within his grasp breaking down those walls bit by bit. Revealing his Jongseong, the one who used to cling to him and preen under his attention, the Jongseong he had the opportunity to dote on. He has him right here; tears streaming down his face, nails scratching at the wooden surface beneath them, breath getting stuck in his throat, legs trembling uncontrollably, his little puffy red hole clenching around him barely able to handle the stretch and his voice— usually strong, sure sometimes teasing and flirty now high pitched sounding so sweet and broken as he struggles to keep his sounds contained.
Heeseung is loving every second of it, his hand snake under Jay’s trembling frame pulling him flush against his chest. “ Let go baby, I’ve got you.”
Jay mewls, weakly clawing at the older male's strong arms, legs giving out as he tips over the edge painting his panties with semen. Heeseung holds him close, still rolling his hips slowly, connecting them deeply to chase his own orgasm. He whispers sweet nothings against the shell of Jay ear while the younger cries softly, overstimulation burning through his body feeling the drag of Heeseung’s cock against his sensitive walls.
“So close b-baby, just breathe for me. Just a little more” Heeseung moans, his hips stuttering and cock throbbing. His stills when the first rope of cum spurts from his tip, letting out a strangled groan when Jay clenches around him milking him for everything he’s got.
As the post orgasm haze fades Heeseung realizes this probably wasn’t the best place to do this seeing that Jay's thighs are still trembling and his eyes look distant. Nevertheless he continues to whisper words of praise as he cleans them both up the best he can. It takes a few minutes for Jay to stop shaking and for him to respond to the older.
“You better take me on a date” He mumbles
“Already planning to, but first let’s get you home and clean you up properly.” Heeseung chuckles.
“Yeah because you cum a lot.” Jay huffs.
“Still a lot of attitude left to fuck out of you.” Heeseung says.
“I welcome the challenge Heeseung -ssi.”
“Don’t be a brat, I’ll make you cry again and it’ll be worse than just now.” Heeseung fires back.
Jay rolls his eyes with a lazy smile on his lips. “Take me home, before you think about defiling me again.”
“Such a brat.” Heeseung grumbles, helping Jay to his feet.
“Yeah but you like it, don’t you hyung?”
Heeseung remains silent because Jay is right, he does like it. So he concedes for now after all they have plenty of lost time to make up for.