Smuuut

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Yunho had received them right at the entrance and taken Yeosang in his arms after they had come home. Mingi and Jongho had thankfully regained consciousness during the journey, even if Jongho was complaining about a headache. They had made sure everybody was accounted for and put to rest in the various rooms in Seonghwa's home. San had hidden himself away in the gym and had been angrily punching away at a dummy when Seonghwa had last checked up on him.

By now, he and Hongjoong were sitting opposite of each other on the couches in Seonghwa's room. Both of them had gotten rid of their heavy gear, and the top few buttons of Seonghwa's shirt were open. He had also rolled up the sleeves to his forearms to work better on the pieces they had collected.

Hongjoong had brought his parts, too, and now it was time to piece them together. According to what Yongguk had told Seonghwa, it created a key to the actual treasure he was searching for, and it was his duty to find it. When Seonghwa had first heard these words they had seemed like a pointless riddle to him, but now he saw it, too. When they pieced the whole round thing together, the middle was still missing. And Seonghwa knew where that heart was. It was in the icy mountains of the Himalaya, still stuck on the jacket his mom had carried in her luggage all those years ago. After the explosion, nobody had ever tried going for the luggage, and it seemed like it now was the time to do exactly that.

He told Hongjoong about the story and saw a hint of sympathy and understanding in his features.

"So that was what you meant with your job do to, huh?"

"I recognized the material and trusted Yongguk with it. Now it all makes sense."

Hongjoong un-crossed his legs and leaned forward again to examine the pieces. As he did, Seonghwa got a view of his impressive chest that seemed to push against its restrains of the partly opened catsuit.

Seonghwa made the mistake of letting his eyes travel even lower, down the line of the silver zipper, only to find it disappearing between his legs. That catsuit would sure show a fine few if it were to be opened.

Hongjoong manspreading didn't help the situation. Instead, Seonghwa's eyes were now stuck to things he hadn't seen before with the man having crossed his legs, and he sure was distracted.

It was only when Hongjoong amusedly snapped his fingers in front of Seonghwa's lowered eyes that he noticed how hungrily he had been staring at Hongjoong. Sheepish, he lifted his head again.

"Sorry. I know we have the amulet to struggle with, and also two shaken packs to deal with, but I'm just too tired today. It's been a long few days." Seonghwa closed his eyes with a sigh as he leaned back and pushed his hands through his hair. It was mussed up by all the action today, and some strands were stubbornly falling into his eyes no matter how often he flicked them back.

Hongjoong gave an understanding hum. Then, without further warning, he crawled over the glass desk and right onto Seonghwa's lap.

Startled, the blond man opened his eyes again as he felt Hongjoong's muscular thighs frame his hips, his hand immediately going for his waist. The latex was warm underneath his fingers as he spread them to nearly enclose all of the man. Their eyes met for a moment before Hongjoong ducked down to Hwa's neck to scent him.

"Let me take that edge off you, then. I'll help you relax, and then we'll sleep over it. Nepal can wait until we're ready."

Seonghwa tipped his head back to leave Hongjoong to work as he gently sucked at the still fresh hickeys on Seonghwa's neck to make them deeper and darker. His fingers had deftly started to open the buttons on Seonghwa's shirt while Seonghwa's hands were still skimming over his curves and smoothing down his thighs.

By the time Hongjoong went to unbutton Seonghwa's pants, the man gently halted his movements. Instead of explaining, however, he caught the man's lips in a sweet kiss. He lifted the smaller alpha in his arms, then, and stood to walk over to his large bed. He nearly fell on the way up the stairs with how distracted he was by Hongjoong's pretty and soft lips, but they made it over safely. After setting Hongjoong down, Seonghwa stripped out of his shirt hastily to join his lover back on the bed. Hongjoong was watching him with lidded eyes while he sensually stretched against the sheets, showing off his lines against the stark white background.

"Is it alright if you keep this on?" Seonghwa gently rolled Hongjoong on his stomach and pulled him up onto his knees to his chest and face were pressed into the pillows but his backside was on full display. Distracted again, Seonghwa smoothed a hand over one clothed globe.

"Sure." The little giggle that escaped Hongjoong at the odd question warmed Seonghwa's heart. While palming his own growing hardness, he reached over to his nightstand to get the lube he kept there. Hongjoong loudly pulled down the zipper to his suit, up until his tailbone where it ended. Like this, his heavy length wasn't restrained anymore, and Seonghwa had full access to anything he needed.

With a smirk, Seonghwa settled behind him and knocked his legs further apart with his knee to get his own leg in between. He allowed Hongjoong to slowly grind down on the leather of his pants while Seonghwa carefully began opening the other man up for his knot.

"With how you asked those two weeks ago, I take it you already had knots shoved up here?"

Hongjoong felt incredibly warm and velvety around Seonghwa's fingers, making him impatient as he rutted against Hongjoong's leg he was kneeling above.

"Yeah... I'll have less of a problem taking it than you had."

Seonghwa snorted at the jab and pushed his fingers purposefully against the man's prostate to remind him of his position. A shaky moan that was mixed with laughter escaped Hongjoong, but he pressed back against Seonghwa's hand anyway. Satisfied, Seonghwa added another finger and enjoyed Hongjoong shakily grinding down on his thigh.

"And how far does your breeding kink extend to yourself? You only want to breed other people, or is the thought of getting bred just as attractive to you?"

With this concept, Seonghwa was very familiar. Yeosang had the biggest thing for it and would basically not let Seonghwa leave after any of their sessions if he wasn't warm and filled with alpha come afterwards. San and Seonghwa loved teasing him about it, but Seonghwa couldn't deny the charm of the concept. Hongjoong had been right. Having him twitching and filled to the brim with Seonghwa's knot and come stuffed inside didn't sound bad at all.

"Give me your all," Hongjoong just breathed brokenly as Seonghwa reached deep inside with four fingers. That, he could do.

Hongjoong was fisting the sheets by the time Seonghwa was finally done with stretching him out. Seonghwa checked on him and his blissed-out face once before slicking up his length and changing their positions so he could completely kneel in between both of Hongjoong's trembling legs. As his tip breached the man smoothly, he got a little moan tumbling out of Hongjoong's curved lips.

At Seonghwa's breathless smile, he got a weak slap to the thigh even as he sunk in deeper. Hongjoong threw his sweaty hair back when Seonghwa finally bottomed out, having it all inside, even his knot that had not fully formed yet. Before he could move, Hongjoong grabbed onto one of Seonghwa's hands holding onto his hips and held on for dear life.

"Don't move. Fuck, you're... You're big."

Seonghwa gave a chuckle as he stayed carefully still and just gently caressed Hongjoong's flanks.

"That's why you couldn't take me down your throat in the beginning, it was not your fault. But you know, there's a reason why every lady wants a piece of me," Seonghwa teased him smugly and earned himself another slap for that.

"Shut up, they didn't get it, right? All mine right now." He slowly dropped his hand, signalling that it was alright to go.

Seonghwa slowly leaned over him, sliding out halfway in the process.

"Right, all yours." With that, he placed the first experimental thrust that had Hongjoong immediately clutch a pillow with his arms. Despite being an alpha, he looked so thin and tiny like this. The catsuit hugged his body in all the right places and he was dwarfed by Seonghwa's much larger frame that could cover his completely.

In awe, Seonghwa gently rocked back and forth to get Hongjoong accustomed to his length that seemed obscenely too thick for the man's small body to take.

Seonghwa was surprised at the fresh wave of heat and pleasure that travelled down his body at the thought. Hongjoong's eyebrow rose as he noticed Seonghwa twitching inside of him. However, he didn't ask, just keeping his eyes shut tightly as he slowly began finding their rhythm and pushing back into it. Seonghwa held onto his waist as he switched over to a steady and deep pace, each thrust making Hongjoong arch against him a little.

His sweat dripped onto the dark latex and left little wet circles on the fabric.

The suit was sticky and slippery with sweat in no time, and Hongjoong even had to at least pull it down his shoulders as it got too hot for him. His little breathy sounds kept Seonghwa going tirelessly, but it was not enough.

After a few minutes, Seonghwa let his arms slide under Hongjoong's torso to pull him up to lean back against Seonghwa's body sitting upright. Now, his sounds were even clearer as he had no pillow to hide behind, and his breathy whines quickly made Seonghwa clench his teeth as he tried to hold back coming.

Instead, he went to finish off Hongjoong first, so it would be easier to knot him. He pulled the suit so both metal lines of it rested right against Hongjoong's nipples and would bite him from time to time. His twitches were adorable even as Seonghwa roughly thrust up into him, while his hand helped Hongjoong out.

Hongjoong was holding himself up on Seonghwa's thighs with both hands and his scent was so thick in the air that Seonghwa allowed himself to nuzzle his neck. He trusted himself not to claim the man suddenly while he wasn't in rut, and indeed, Hongjoong distracted him enough that there was no accident.

The man came with trembles shaking all of his limbs as he tightened so much around Seonghwa that he nearly couldn't fuck Hongjoong through his orgasm. With a curse, Seonghwa grabbed onto the other man's knot tightly to ease the painful discomfort of not being inside something warm. Hongjoong's semen dripped down Seonghwa's fist and onto his thighs, painting the black suit white.

It was incredibly hot to see and it was the last push Seonghwa needed.

With a deep growl, he grabbed onto Hongjoong's hips again and roughly pushed him down his length. By now, it was difficult to get the knot inside and Hongjoong gasped the first time it didn't work. Seonghwa tried again then, using more speed and force until it finally pushed inside. Hongjoong whimpered Seonghwa's name breathlessly as did so and shuddered as he felt the first spurt filling him up.

Seonghwa held onto him tightly, gently caressing his stomach and peeling the rest of the suit off his form, too. Hongjoong's hair was dripping with sweat as he dropped his head back against Seonghwa's shoulder, weakly letting himself be speared by the other man.

It took them some time to calm down and Hongjoong to stop shaking like a leaf. He was still cursing from time to time, feeling too full and whining about the same discomfort Seonghwa had felt when he had been on the receiving end of this.

Still, he made sure that Hongjoong wasn't hurting anywhere as he carefully laid them down on his mattress. Hongjoong was curled up against his chest with his small body all warm as Seonghwa engulfed him once more.

"Can you sleep?"

"Sure, just don't move even a millimetre. I'll kill you if you do." Hongjoong dropped his head on his new favourite pillow, completely spent. Seonghwa agreed with another chuckle and hugged him close before taking the time to rest, too.