BARTENDER

「smut」

top!kun
bottom!taeyong

[in which taeyong visits the bar every friday in hopes that the gorgeous bartender can lift his mood]

requested by: @exububu

"hey lovely, you're back again," that oh so familiar voice taeyong simply lived for hearing quipped as he sat down to the bar and tiredly flopped his arms onto the countertop. he was dressed in more casual clothes than his typical daytime outfits. just a plain, wine button-up loosely tucked into his black jeans.

"hi," he yawned, barely rubbing the exhaustion from his eyes before a shot glass filled with amber liquid was slid towards him. the adult paused, staring at it for a moment before glancing back at the lone bartender. "you want me drunk so soon?"

"of course," the blue-haired man, qian kun, winked playfully. "you look like you've had a crappy week...so this one's on me."

"ugh, you always make me smile," taeyong blushed happily and leaned forward a bit so that he was resting against his folded arms upon the wooden surface. his silver hair flitted over his eyes, and he pursed his lips slightly as he thought of the rough day.

the poor soul was a teacher, and a hardworking one. his life was as mundane and boring as it could possibly have gotten, yet there wasn't a lot he could do about that. the one peace he found and used as a reprieve from life outside was kun. as long as he could be here in his company, he didn't quite feel as unsexy and 'old' as he thought. teaching teenagers for even three years was enough to take a toll on the mind.

"you know, wearing a depressed and mopey face can sometimes be the reason a person is always down. as ridiculous as it sounds, putting on a smile — even a fake one — can lift one's mood a huge deal. try it," kun suggested, drying off a cocktail glass as he spoke. his attractive uniform was so alluring then and there for the older, and he found he could never really deny or disobey this man...as dangerous as that could've been. so, without even meaning to, he started to smile a little while watching the other stack the said glass with its identical set. "there you go. so pretty."

pretty? me? taeyong wondered to himself and lightly brushed his index finger over his lower lip in thought. it had been a long time, he'd admit, since he'd been called any such thing. the only flirt he tended to hang around with these days was the bluette, and the crush he was harbouring got him through each week...simply hyping himself for when he'd get to next see him.

"you're very distracted and quiet," kun hummed and flipped the rag over his shoulder to lean forward on his elbows and chat more closely. "i get this 'mysterious' vibe from you sometimes. whenever we talk on fridays...it feels as though i'm picking up another tiny puzzle piece."

"i'm not very interesting," taeyong quickly informed him. it was the truth, anyway. how could a high school teacher exceed expectations? "you probably know everything about me by now...i'm not a secret."

"oh? then tell me, mr." the younger stood up properly again and started to pull out more shot glasses, tequila sunrise glasses and a jar of crystallised salt to work on before the rush came about at ten p.m. "why does a pretty face like you come by here to chat to a bartender like me? unless..." he winked, "i'm the reason you come at all."

the silverette blushed severely once he'd been caught red-handed. his cheeks dyed a scarlet colour and his lips pursed nervously. he probably gets this all the time. "i don't have anywhere else i particularly enjoy spending my time in. why? dislike my company?"

"on the contrary, love," kun chuckled and shook up a bottle of god knew what, "i've been intrigued by you for...hmmm, has it been a year and a half?"

"about that."

"then yes, a year and a half. you've been awfully difficult to reach, might i add. i assumed you had a boyfriend at first, but of course you swayed that opinion elsewhere."

"i just—" the male gushed breathlessly, downing that shot he'd neglected and feeling the alcohol burn the back of his throat like a firecracker. it wasn't as horrible as it had once been...and he'd come to associate a lot of fun drinking features with the guy he had fallen for. "fuck, i just can't believe how lame and routined my life as become. i'm really bored, you see. what is it you do to entertain yourself around here?"

"well, there are ways around that boredom," the taller murmured before placing everything into ready positions and checking his watch. "it is twenty to ten now. my shift lasts as long as i want it to, and the manager wouldn't care if i ducked out at around twelve, maybe?"

"what is it you're suggesting?"

"you'll find out in due time. if you can wait here with me while i serve, then maybe i can show you a way to avoid some boredom later."

this sounds awfully adult, taeyong swallowed hard and bit the inner side of his lip. but that sounds like a brilliant idea, if so. "deal. i can wait for you."

"great. then let me teach you the way of the bartender while i'm at it," he smiled radiantly and prepared a margarita glass. "this will taste amazing, and i intend on getting you all loosened up and happy."

"oh no," the shorter giggled. "i'm both concerned and excited."

two hours had passed faster than either would ever have given time credit for. the people flooding through always loved kun, and visited this bar for him. thus, when the bluette dropped everything to take taeyong to his apartment...it made older feel so incredible. like he was young again and as desirable as he'd once been.

they stumbled out as a pair, taeyong latched around the other's arm for guidance since he was a bit wobbly after sitting for so long. neither were drunk as such, more-so on that cusp where life was perfect and nothing could drag them down.

"where do you even live?" the silverette beamed, wandering in a straight line down the streets that were now alight with golden lights and neon signs. "are you a fancy guy with a penthouse or something?"

"nope. just a handsome man without kids who enjoys spending money on living area things rather than holidays."

that must be the reason for the nice part of town, the older decided and cracked a grin once they started stopping outside a complex that had multiple beautiful stories. it went up forever and ever — during the night at least. the glass front was so pretty whilst reflecting the lights. "this is it? woah, you're closer than i thought."

"nice. means i can visit you one of these days, huh?" kun teased and started pulling him inside. they bypassed the lobby and headed straight for the lift. not many were still active at this hour, so they were left pretty much alone until they made it to the fifth floor's room 360. "go on, take a look."

taeyong skittishly obliged and pushed past the door which had been unlocked a moment prior with a key. after all this time of visiting the chinese man while he worked, he was now seeing his home. oh how life loved to throw surprises.

the one bedroom apartment was pretty beautiful. the glass wall straight ahead produced the most picturesque view of the night scape and a greyscale theme was present. everything was modern and perfect, just like the man who lived in it. the reflective amber beads of civilisation littered across the otherwise black canvas of this world twinkled in taeyong's eyes, and as kun locked the door behind him and wandered over as well to place his hands over his own hips, he could see that. the curiosity and desire for youth in those coco orbs.

"we have two options here," he smiled warmly, snapping the older from his trance and stepping in front of him to draw his attention. "we can watch some movies...snack a bit and relax to unwind. or," he tilted his head, "we can play certain adult games that i'm fairly certain you're not opposed to."

"how'd you deduce such a thing?" the silverette smirked, poking the other's chest and bringing their bodies a bit closer to inform the chinese adult that he was indeed interested. "was it how boring i am?"

"not at all. you just seem like a very tortured soul who's been buried in a nest of kids for too long. they make you feel older, don't they? less appealing than when you were a teenager yourself?"

wow. precisely. "how did you—"

"i have a brother who's much the same. he actually nightclubs quite frequently to find more exciting experiences since teaching ages him. so," he reached down and took the male's slightly trembling hands, "would you like me to make you feel young again? to remind you of how gorgeous you are?"

fuck, the older swallowed, nodding in a daze as he stared at the mouth relaying the words. such welcome, needed words. "yes please..."

"then let's dance a bit, hm?" with that said, the bluette trailed off momentarily and lowered down to play something from the radio speakers...old, soft music that instantly sent warmth flooding through the korean's veins. he recognised it, but couldn't for the life of him put a name to it.

"sometimes being a bartender can be extremely stressful," kun explained, very slowly walking back over while unclipping the first couple of buttons of his shirt. "i love socialising, obviously, but meeting new people everyday can be such a drain...learning their interests."

"good thing i always order 'the usual'," taeyong smiled faintly, tentatively raising his his hands to splay out over the other's toned chest. the button-up was now half open, allowing an incredible view of the man's perfectly clear, pale skin. "i'm easy to please."

"in the best way," kun agreed before sliding his hands over the shorter's hips and softly guiding them to loosen and sway to the weak beat in the background. "when you arrive on a fridays, i always think 'thank god it's taeyong. i know what he likes and how he is'."

"you'll hopefully discover another of my dimensions tonight then," he grinned deviously before leaning in and connecting their lips hurriedly. he needed this taste and sensation like a man addicted to drugs. the rush it suddenly gave him once the fantasy he'd been harbouring for over a year came to light and excited him. it was even better than he'd imagined though...the flavour of cherry, citrus cocktails and slight salt. all of it was so desirable, and it urged him to discover more.

starting to move his hands a bit, taeyong slid them into the open area of the shirt and ran them over the strong chest he'd wondered about. it was soft, toned, smooth. warm. he loved every inch of it, and moaned lightly when the younger started to play with his lower lip and tease his tongue out, shoving his own in just to hold the smaller's head steady with his own fingers wrapped around the male's neck. the korean gasped into the make-out, air refilling his lungs before being challenged again with more lip-locking.

it didn't stop him from sliding his hands up from the chest to the shoulders, pulling the man in as close as possible and pressing his hips against the other's. the music never ceased, the first song ending just for another to replace it of similar style. he proceeded to slide his waist to that rhythm and elicit a proud groan from him.

"lovely, you're quite good at this. telling me what you want," kun winked before crawling his fingers around the male's hips and untucking the button-up to raise it up a little.

"it's been a while. don't mind me while i find my feet again," taeyong hummed and moved in to attach his lips to the taller's neck. "i'm a bit rusty." his expertise sucking and licking motions would've begged to differ, however, as he nibbled at the otherwise flawless skin and left his own mark on this beauty for the rest of the world to see.

"shit," kun muttered, tugged gently at the belt of the older's jeans and unlatching it. he managed to slide it out of the loops and discard it to the ground absentmindedly. he had to pause though so he could tilt his head to the side and revel in the wonderful sensation of taeyong's lips abusing all the weak points along his neck and shoulder. "so pretty..."

"mhm," he whimpered, bringing his thumbs and index fingers down between them to blindly rip the rest of the shirt open and expose the bartender's entire torso, the buttons flying to the floorboards. he pulled away from his neck to feast upon the gift he'd been given — abs and a blank page for him to draw on as he pleased. "you're even prettier."

"lies," kun chuckled and ruffled his silver hair playfully. then, swiftly opening up the older's dress-shirt, he pulled it over his shoulders and tossed it to the sofa near them, next targeting the pants. "you're amazing, angel. i've been mesmerised since the first night i saw you. i love admiring you...talking to you...listening to you."

"ngh, please~" the teacher whined as two warm, hands slowly slid into his jeans and shuffled them off down his legs, allowing him to step out of them and his underwear easily. "i need you now."

"of course, baby," the taller gushed and opened up his own trousers, pulling the man in quickly once again to crash their lips together for another needy kiss. he didn't waste any time this occasion, however, to devour his mouth and re-explore what he'd already discovered. their wet muscles battled and danced, just like their bodies with the music. everything was so free-flowing and atmospheric, left to the mood and the swing, not the thoughts.

guiding the silverette slowly to the window, kun flipped taeyong around to press his hands against the glass by his wrists. the older's breath hitched, eyes widening a little as he watched the ant-sized civilians below go about their nightly lives. "k-kun. someone will see—"

"not from up here, lovely...but if they did, they'd be blessed," he informed and this time took the initiative to place soft, meaningful kisses along the other's shoulder and neck. he trailed them over carefully, licking a long stripe up towards the ear just to stop there and nibble at the lobe.

"ack...hah...." taeyong whimpered, leaning his forehead against the wall made entirely of glass. his back arched and his ass pressed harder against the erection the younger was sporting. "fuck me..."

"mhm," he whispered seductively and roughly took the korean's jaw into his hold, jerking the male's attention to look at him as he jabbed two fingers between his lips. taeyong gasped around the digits and blinked once to disperse the shock...but his tongue started to swirl and lap around them quickly, coating them in saliva. "so fucking beautiful," kun praised, pinching his hip with his free hand and massaging the skin. "gorgeous."

"ngh," the shorter moaned and pulled off the fingers, tongue sticking out to pant unknowingly. he looked unimaginably sexy and perfect to the bartender then and there...it was merely a pity he couldn't show the teacher what he saw.

diving into his pocket briefly, he dug out one square, silver packet that he always kept there due to the nature of his flirtatious job. it wasn't impossible in the past for him to hook up with a customer over boredom...but now, he was genuinely excited to hold one man he'd been thinking about for a very long time.

kun gently started to prod one finger into taeyong's tight heat, feeling quite a bit of resistance from the whining male as he ripped open the condom foil with his teeth. then, grasping it in his hand for future usage, he focused more on stretching out his partner. "how are you doing, baby?"

"ah...hurts," the silver-haired man uttered lowly and leaned all his weight against the window where the whole world was going on outside around them. "b-but it's okay."

"i'll add a second in order to stretch you properly," the younger explained before slowly and cautiously pushing the next one inside, "and then we can work on comfort."

"o-okay."

as promised, the bluette was very gentle and careful when starting to drag them in and out at regular intervals. the pace was slow and long, the pads of his fingers feeling every part of the older's hole. he was detecting less tightening and defence now, more-so need and pushing motions back against his hand. "ugh, so tight. doing an amazing job, taeyong."

"shit...thank you~"

he chuckled happily and added a third finger just to make sure all would be fine. thankfully, this one didn't seem to exude much pain or discomfort, and taeyong was releasing contented noises and pleads rather than the opposing kind. kun took this as a good sign and pulled out, grinning at the whimper this brought from loss of contact. "okay, be as loud as you want. you aren't plain or boring, love. you're stunning, and i want to hear that angelic voice of yours."

he's too good to me, the older inwardly swelled with adoration and glee. even if all this charming bartender said to him was really just pet talk and ways to get him to consent, it didn't matter anymore. he had never felt more alive in so damn long. "a-ahh...ow..." he suddenly cried out, not at all expecting the member entering him to arrive so quickly. heck, he'd been so wrapped up in his own thoughts, he hadn't even noticed the condom go on.

"tell me when you're ready," the taller whispered against his ear and held on just a little. taeyong nodded meekly and had his bare chest pressed up against the glass reflecting their appearances, cheek resting against it as he caught his breath. only a few seconds went by, but he already felt like he'd burst if he didn't have this now. "y-you can move."

"such a good boy." the younger then interlaced their fingers over the window and held onto them there as he began his sharp, harsh thrusting into the shorter's ass. the silver-haired male screamed as places were reached that hadn't been used in quite a while. the dick pounding mercilessly inside him was running along his velvety walls perfectly, finding every secret angle and place that the korean needed attention for.

"hah...kun...there," he whined, pushing his waist out more to fix the angle and wailing when the tip his straight into his prostate. their fingers both curled against the glass now that the older was tightening up around the length annihilating him and the bartender himself was so wonderfully in bliss.

their voices mingled and resounded throughout the apartment, jumping off the walls and playing back in their ears like music. the bluette let go of a low growl and gave one extremely hard thrust inside the other, getting the furthest he'd reached that night. taeyong cried out, thighs trembling from stimulation and toes curling inwards and back out distractedly.

"so sexy," kun assured him with warm breath against the silverette's ear. these words of encouragement were all taeyong even needed. he just wanted to be reminded that he too was attractive and that adults could still find him fuckable. now though, just this chinese man alone giving him attention was all he wanted. he desired him.

"i-i..." he moaned, tongue out and saliva gathering as he panted needily. "ngh....i'm gonna~"

"hold on a bit longer, baby. you can do that, can't you?" the younger ordered, speeding up even more now sliding his hands out of the smaller's just to hold onto his hips once more and pull them back to meet each thrust. this created all sorts of lewd and sinful sounds, skin meeting skin matched with the pitchy whines that only rose in octaves. "ugh, i love this body of yours, tae."

"please~" the older begged, fingers sliding down along the window and eyes staring out at the world with a sheen of pleasure tears covering them. "need to now~"

"let go then. spill for me," kun permitted and couldn't prevent the fond chuckle that slipped out when his partner didn't spare a single second before releasing ribbons of white across both the tiled floor and the lower end of the window. it splashed in time with the chinese adult's orgasm, everything ending up in the layer of protection before rode out their highs and pulled out.

taeyong whimpered weakly and slid down slowly to rest on his knees, trembling from overstimulation and blinking back those tears that had formed. now that it was over...he wished it back.

"that was amazing, angel. you were perfect," the taller praised and cleaned up a bit first before tending to the fragile teacher fully. he picked him up as if he weighed no more than a bag of feathers, carrying him towards the en suit in his bedroom. "well done."

"thank you..."

"hm?"

"thank you for reminding me. i really believed i'd lost all my appeal...but you made me feel young again."

kun sported an all-knowing smirk, happily placing him up onto the sink and cupping his cheek. "anytime, okay? i genuinely think you're one beautiful example of humanity, and completely my type."

"flirt."

"yet you like it," he winked, moving away to run some water for a bath. as he perched by the tub with his back to the older though, he pursed his lips and stared at the stream pooling down onto the white, ceramic surface. "i was wondering..."

"yeah?"

"if you're interested, we should totally start meeting up outside friday nights at the bar. and as amazing as this was, casual sex isn't a habit of mine. would you like to stay over tonight and get a coffee with me tomorrow?"

oh my god, two dreams coming true in one night, taeyong mentally screamed sliding off the counter and sauntering over to wrap his arms around the younger's body. "i would literally love that."

"perfect. it's a date."

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sorry this is quite late ;-; but i hope it was okay! thanks so much for reading, and thank you for the request, lovely!

stay safe everyone,
-lily