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"O-oh f-fuck.. S-seonghwa go f-faster" Yeosang moans loudly with his head thrown back and his breathing coming out hoarse and desperate.

Seonghwa slightly adjusts their position by lifting the pink haired male's on to his shoulder causing his back to be arched upward. Seonghwa re enters him abruptly and resumes his rapid thrusting.

Both their skins were glossy with sweat and the loud sounds of their moist skins slapping against each other echoes around Seonghwa's large bedroom.

Yeosang flings his arm around Seonghwa's neck and stared him deep in his deep dark brown eyes. Seonghwa stares back with just as much intensity then his gaze shifts down to Yeosang's red raw lips from their foreplay session.

He admired how his fading pink hair had now turned slightly darker due to his sweat and how damp it looked. How Yeosang's neck was littered in love bites created by him. How soft moans escaped his lips each time he thrusted in and hit that magnificent spot that drove the younger crazy.

Seonghwa feels a familiar burn in the pit of his stomach signifying that his orgasm was just around the corner. With fully knowing it, his already quick paced thrusts increases in speed as he desperately chased his release. "Y-yeosang. I'm so close" He moans into the younger's lips.

Yeosang was in his own world of absolute bliss. "O-oh god! Y-yes, just like that" He reconnects his lips with Seonghwa's once more and they begin kissing sloppily.

The taller of the two reaches one of his hand down in between Yeosang and himself and he begins stroking Yeosang's hard and pulsing member, pushing him even deeper over the edge.

Because of the new addition of pleasure Yeosang breaks away from the kiss, his breathing desperate, and he moans loudly. "S-seon.. I'm g-gonna cum" He whines out and felt his toes curl.

Seonghwa brings his face into Yeosang's neck and he brushes his lips against the moist skin before trailing up to his ear. "Me too. Let's cum together ok?" He whispers huskily, his breathe leaving tingles on Yeosang's ear.

When Yeosang nods in understanding Seonghwa quickened the pacing of his pumping. That combined with how harshly he kept going in and out of Yeosang did it for them both. Yeosang eyes screwed close and he felt his legs shake as his orgasm hit him like a Monday morning. His mouth opens but there was a few seconds of a delay before a loud moan erupted. He releases his load unto his stomach, chest and Seonghwa's hand in ribbons.

Seonghwa also moans just as loud but buries his face in Yeosang's neck in order to try and muffle the sound. He cums repeatedly into the condom he had on due to Yeosang squeezing and milking him with his gaping hole.

The older rides out his high before finally pulling out and falling onto the mattress out of exhaustion. They both try to catch their breathes after probably their 5th session that week.

Yeosang turns to him with a cheeky smile. "You came before I did"

Seonghwa rolls his eyes in amusement. "You wish. We came at the same time"

"Sure we did" He sits up with a sigh then he looks down at his stomach. "I'm such a mess. Can I use your shower?" He whines and Seonghwa also sits up then crawls in between Yeosang's legs. He pushes him to lay flat on his back and Yeosang gives him a puzzled look.

Seonghwa only smirks at him before he dips his head down and begins licking the white fluid off Yeosang's stomach, slowly and in a teasing way.

Yeosang just watched as the ravenette's tongue glided across his stomach and up to his chest. He watched as he would slurp up the semen like it was spaghetti or something. He found it incredibly arousing. Shit, I'm getting hard again...

Finally, the older male sits up with a satisfied smile. "There, all clean"

Yeosang, who was still dazed by what just happened, clears his throat and sits up. "I'm still getting that shower. Join me?" He whispers into Seonghwa's lips and the dark haired male couldn't help but grin excitedly.

"Do you really have to ask?"

"Yah! Stop tickling my sides" Seonghwa giggles as he tries washing his hair underneath the shower head, Yeosang right behind him.

"Well stop being so cute" Yeosang retorts with a grin. He soaps up his arms and Seonghwa turns to look at him after washing all the shampoo from his hair. Yeosang thought he looked so beautiful with his wet dark hair sticking to his forehead in clumps and his bright smile.

"Well stop staring at me like that" He mutters in reply and Yeosang steps closer towards him and lifts up his chin to allow their eyes meet. He let his thumb gaze over Seonghwa's plump and kissable lips.

"Well... stop making it easy for me to stare at you" The close proximity of their faces made Yeosang's heart hammer in his chest.

Seonghwa raises his brow in question before an amused smile forms on his lips. "That doesn't even make any sens--"

Yeosang connects theirs lips before he could finish his sentence. Seonghwa's eyes slide close and he instantly returns it, not wasting any time. They pull each other closer together under the running water, Yeosang's arms around Seonghwa's neck and the latter had his hands on Yeosang's sides squeezing every so often.

Each time they kissed, regardless of intensity, Seonghwa felt like his limbs had turned to jello and his heart beat rapidly in excitement.

They break away for air but still had their foreheads connected. Yeosang looked at the older with admiration and affection. He wanted this moment to last forever. He wanted Seonghwa to be all his and his alone. He was tired of sneaking around with him like a criminal.

Ever since that house party they would always hide and sneak around just to hang out. Seonghwa mentioned that he couldn't risk anyone finding out about them yet and so Yeosang, being the understanding person he was, agreed and went with it.

While he went on actual dates with his so called boyfriend, Yuto, Yeosang felt like a side bitch, a fuck toy. No, he wanted more than just being fuck buddies.

"Are you ok?" Seonghwa couldn't help but ask when he notices the trouble look on Yeosang's face.

"Not really" He responds after a brief silence.

Seonghwa stares at him for a few seconds, trying to formulate a sentence that actually made sense and at the same time didn't sound asshole-ish. He finally opens his mouth to talk but a knock on the bathroom door followed by an oh so familiar voice disrupts his train of thought.

"Seonghwa" Another knock. "Are you in there?" Yuto's voice calls from the other side of the door which was back in Seonghwa's room.

The ravenette nearly had a heart attack. He looks at the door then back at Yeosang. Shit. Shit. Shit.

"A-ah y-yeah. Just give me one second" Seonghwa stumbles over his words and jumps out the shower, Yeosang following his lead. He grabs two towels and tosses one to the shorter who still had this small scowl on his face.

"Stay here and don't come out until I say so ok?" Seonghwa instructs in a hushed whisper and Yeosang looks away from him then nods begrudgingly. Seonghwa sensed that he was still clearly upset and he had a few ideas as to why but now wasn't the time to play 20 questions. He places a quick peck on Yeosang's lips then turns and switches off the light and steps out of the bathroom, making sure to shut the door behind him.

"Hey babe" Seonghwa says with an innocent smile as he steps closer to the Japanese male who layed on Seonghwa's bed, absentmindedly scrolling through his phone. Upon Seonghwa's entrance into the room he sits up with a smile as well.

"Hey.. you look great"

Seonghwa looks down at his bare chest with a black towel around his hips. "I look gross" Seonghwa retorts jokingly and Yuto shakes his head in disagreement then stands up and makes his way closer to the ravenette. He stops right in front of him then he places his palm on both sides of his face, gently caressing his soft damp cheeks in a loving manner.

"I think you look beautiful, as usual" He finally says. Seonghwa blushes at how sincere he sounded then he felt angry at himself. He was just having sex with someone else who wasn't his boyfriend just an hour ago. He felt like shit.

"What's wrong?" Yuto asks with a concerned voice when he sees his boyfriend's face shift into a frown.

"Nothing" He replies curtly then forces a smile. He let his eyes drift behind Yuto and that's when he notices Yeosang's clothes piled on the floor next to the bed. His eyes widen in horror.

You've gotta be kidding me... if he turns around now--

"What? What are you looking at?" Yuto asks in confusion and attempts to turn and see for himself. Seonghwa quickly turns his head back to face him. Out of panic, he joins their lips together in a kiss.

Yuto was at first surprised at the sudden action but soon began kissing him back. It quickly becomes heated and Seonghwa has his hands in Yuto's hair while the latter has his arm wrapped around Seonghwa's thin torso.

After a few moment they pull back for air. Yuto was still taken back and shocked by how intense the kiss. They'd never kissed like that before. Seonghwa grins when he notices the dazed look on his boyfriend's face. "We need to kiss like more often" Yuto finally says. This causes Seonghwa to laugh shortly.

"Right now I think you need to leave. I need to get changed" He begins pushing Yuto towards the door.

"What? You change in front of me all the time" Yuto retorts with a raised brow but still follows Seonghwa's wishes nonetheless.

"Well not this time I guess" Once he was out of the room Seonghwa closes the door and makes sure to lock it this time. He releases a breathe he didn't know he was holding. That was too close for comfort...

He sighs then goes to open the bathroom door and allows Yeosang back into his room. "I'm so sorry about that. I had no idea he was coming" Seonghwa says apologetically

Yeosang doesn't say anything, instead he goes and picks up his clothes from the floor, towel still around his hips, then he begins slipping on his shirt. "No, I'm sorry. Sorry for coming in between you and your boyfriend" He mutters angrily and Seonghwa was appalled by his attitude.

"Hey, hey what are you talking about?" He takes one of the pink haired male's hands but Yeosang pulls back in annoyance.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about Seonghwa. Damn it" He raises his voice slightly and Seonghwa narrows his eyes at him.

"I told you to just be patient, I'll handle everything" Seonghwa also felt his voice increase in volume.

"Seriously? Do you think I'm stupid? I'm tired of fucking sneaking around like criminals. I'm so sick of it" He says angrily as he pulls up his pants.

"Stop it. Please. I don't want us to fight over this, Yeosang" He steps closer to the younger and Yeosang steps back. "Just... try and understand where I'm coming from"

"I don't want us to fight either but this..." He gestures between them. "This has to be addressed. What are we? Friends? Boyfriends? Fuck buddies? I don't even fucking know. I don't think you know either" He felt his voice waver but this was something that's been on his chest for the longest time and he felt like it needed to be said.

Seonghwa just stays silent. He didn't know what to say. What could he say? It was true, he had no idea what their relationship was. He cares for Yeosang, more than anything but the whole thing confused him to no end.

"Exactly" Yeosang finally says after a brief moment of just staring at each other. "Now let me ask you this and how you answer would determine whether what we have is special or whether it meaningless... who do you want to be with?" He blurts the last bit out in on breathe.

Seonghwa looks at him with eyes filled with hurt. "Are you seriously making me choose?"

When Yeosang doesn't reply Seonghwa shakes his head and laughs in disappointment. He laughs to cover up the tears rising and threatening to fall. "I think you need to leave..." He whispers out, his voice cracking ever so slightly.

Yeosang gaze shifts to the floor. He's made his choice. He wanted to say he was surprised but he'd be lying. Although, saying he was disappointed would be an understatement. His throat suddenly became dry and he felt like he couldn't breathe. He grabs his shoes from beside the bed and speeds past Seonghwa who now had single tear some how escape from his eyes despite how hard he tried to hold it back.

After he hears the door slam close behind him his legs suddenly give out and he crumbles to the ground. More tears fall and it didn't look like they were going to stop anytime soon. He felt like such a horrible person. He couldn't make up his mind about anything and the people around him always end up suffering as a result.

Thankfully Yeosang didn't run into Yuto while he was storming out of the building. He wasn't really in the mood to deal with the whole 'who are you and what are you doing at my boyfriend's house' scenario. Since Seonghwa was the one who drove him there he was stuck taking the bus back home.

While he waited, seated inside the cubicle at the bus stop, he kept fidgeting with his fingers. Suddenly, he felt a drop fall into his hand and that's when he realized he was crying. He angrily wipes at his eyes but it was almost useless because more tears kept coming.

Damn him and his stupid perfect foreign boyfriend. With his perfect hair and perfect smile and model like features. Screw him. What the hell does Seonghwa even see in him anyways..?

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