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jaemin yawned tiredly while wandering towards the business department's building, its sleek, box shape so much more intimidating and serious than a few of its counterparts around it. he only majored in this course because taking over a bakery required a bit of common knowledge and that of a degree in finance and business. he didn't want to be stupid and blindly sign contracts in the future that drove his home to the ground.

he noticed the tender breeze shuffling through the trees and sending their gorgeous, emerald leaves into frenzies. his mood was a bit 'meh' as of now, since he worked all weekend and studied his ass off last night. there was a test coming up, and it was eating away at his nerves.

as he yanked the glass door open by the metal bar handle, a vibration against his thigh startled him. "what?" he mumbled, stepping inside to get out of the way before whipping out the device and checking the text.

renjun (naggy princess)
meet me in the art department's
second lecture hall

jaemin audibly choked on his saliva, looking around as if his phone was projected onto a wall where the world could see. obviously that wasn't the case, but suggesting something public was extremely risky...even for renjun. though the more the ravenette thought about it, the further into a silly excuse he found himself. there's no way that's what he wants. he's probably missing a pen and needs to borrow one.

regardless of his insecurities, the young adult proceeded to walk back out of the building and began his unnecessarily lengthy journey towards the artistic section of the college which was a stupid twenty minutes away.

it felt like it took a lifetime, most likely due to the fact that his brain was fizzing with ideas for what the older wanted. wasn't his lecture in session? would he be waiting outside the door for him? why was the text urgent enough to be sent when jaemin himself had a class to attend?

before he could talk himself out of this and send a message back explaining that he literally had a life to get on with (which he did), his feet stopped right outside the needed destination. the beige bricks were clean of any marks, the windows shining against the sun beating upon them, and the most incredible sculptures dotted here and there outside and most likely inside.

"second lecture hall," the male gushed quietly before darting in and letting the automatic doors hiss shut behind him. there was a subtle fountain running along the walls, and the stairs were located in the corner — winding upwards in a spiral. of course, like most buildings, there was a lift to his immediate right, and so he took that instead.

his chest was tight with anxiousness as he stood in there alone, watching the lit numbers above his head increase. once the silver panels slid open again to let him step out onto the floor he had requested, a mountain of students were laughing and messing around at the entrance, obviously waiting to get in.

"oh god," he whispered, bypassing them as they stacked inside and made a huge ruckus. the closer he eyed them before the doors sealed them away, the more obvious it became that they were probably his age and definitely artists — not to toot the department building's horn or anything.

why are they all leaving? is it an early lunch break over here? it didn't matter at all to him though, and he stuck to his wisdom and followed the minimal signage leading him to the one hall he needed to reach. to his dismay, however, huang renjun was not standing outside the entrance like he'd hoped he would. "you're joking," he groaned, checking his phone again to see if there were further instructions.

as he wracked his brain for what to do, the door flung open way too suddenly and an arm reached out to harshly grab jaemin's wrist and yank him inside. the ravenette yelped, instantly shoving the 'offender' off and raising his fists for defence, one with a phone in it.

"relax, nana. it's me," the older chuckled softly as though he hadn't just caused the male's life to flash before his eyes. "i was worried you hadn't gotten my message."

jaemin sighed dramatically and placed his device back into his pocket to rub his face thoroughly. "god, you scared me, baby. what was that—?" he had no opportunity to quiz the boy though before two hands ripped him from his state of comfort and started crawling along his chest.

"sorry~" he teased, moving in closer and closer to fan his warm breath over the other's ear. "i just needed you so bad." as he giggled deviously, he slid his hands down to the taller's ass and playfully squeezed it. "but you came running for me."

"oh lord," the younger grimaced, "i tried to convince myself that you wouldn't have called me for public sex. please tell me you're just messing around. where's your class?" though as soon as he asked the last enquiry, he realised where this was all going.

"lecture was cancelled, you see. they all took off to get an early meal at the local diner, but i chose to stay. i wanted to see you."

"bullshit, you're just antisocial," jaemin taunted and leaned down to capture the other's lips and force a gorgeous whine out. "jun, i have class..."

"so? skip it. play with me."

"not here, angel. i refuse to be that indecent. literally anyone could walk in right now and see us."

renjun's innocent expression he always used to get into the younger's pants suddenly dampened, and it was replaced with the very natural look he wore after sex when he didn't need to flirt anymore. one jaemin took as an 'i'm tired now, leave me alone' warning. "what? so you're just going to reject me twice in a row? first you take off during our weekend, and now you won't even man up and fuck me over a desk? what is the issue here?"

"morality, for one thing!" the ravenette argued. "of course i want to fuck you, but...seriously, this is so weird."

"fine! go then," the shorter rolled his eyes and wandered back to where his bag was resting by a desk. "i'll just call someone else. jeez."

there it was.

the nasty little confirmation that the taller had always somehow been looking for. renjun never outright admitted that he had others visiting his apartment, pleasuring him when jaemin wasn't around...but he knew. all those clothes that weren't his lying around, used condoms in the bin that weren't from their activities...and love bites he'd always try to redo himself just because he didn't want to admit to himself that he wasn't the only person that huang renjun relied on.

"wait..." he croaked, tightening his grip on the strap of his bag before dropping his gaze to rest on the ground. he didn't want someone else coming here instead just because he was too much of a coward to have a bit of fun. "i'll do it..."

"don't force yourself," the older muttered. "if you don't want to, you don't want to. i can just—"

"it's fine. i can," he swiftly interrupted him before he had to hear that awful confession again. so, keeping everything quiet as he did so, he undid his jeans and pulled out his length to begin the process. this setting wasn't ideal when it came to turning on his hormones, but glancing up to find renjun smiling radiantly and already stripped to be half naked was definitely a push in the right direction. he moved his hand steadily along his dick, breath hitching as the older started fingering himself while balancing precariously against the desk.

one of the brunette's legs was keeping him up, toes curling against the floor while his other leg was bent up and had its foot resting on the flat surface, exposing his hole. "ngh, nana..." he whined, the speed of his fingers only increasing as he focused on the male pumping his shaft. "come and ruin me already~"

i hate how weak i am to this guy, he inwardly cursed his own name, but there wasn't anything he could do. he had tried to fall out of love five times, he'd tried to cut off contact once (which resulted in renjun assuming he was pent up and seducing him again) and also attempted to focus on studies and block out everything else...

but it never worked. nothing did.

jaemin stalked over to the smaller's body which was spread so nicely for him on the table and teasingly pressed his tip to the aching entrance. "hmmm," he pretended to think, sinking into the comfort and confidence that only renjun could give him. nobody else made the ravenette feel as sexy or wanted as this person did. "i don't know. maybe i change my mind—"

"jaemin!" the chinese adult hissed, looping his legs around the younger's waist and forcing him inside him. both cried out at the sudden contact, the older having found his own prostate by accident when doing that while the taller felt a tight squeeze around his length.

"fuck, baby. so desperate," he chuckled fondly and pulled the boy's legs away from his hips to hold one up against his chest, the other spread to the side for the angle.

"o-only for you~" renjun cried, holding onto the edge of the table by his head and on the other side for grip while jaemin started to mercilessly pound into him like they both enjoyed. "ack...hah...i need you so bad~"

"do you? last i checked you were perfectly good at filling yourself up with those dirty fingers of yours."

"no!" he whimpered and pushed his hips down to meet each of the thrusts that kept sending his back sliding against the wooden surface. "only you...c-can....ugh, nana...nana, i love it!"

but you love my dick, the younger thought as he leaned forward and pressed the other's leg as far as it would go into the boy's chest, yet i love you so much. why can't you hear my heart racing for you? he stole a kiss from him, gently meddling their lips together as a sort of reprieve while all hell broke loose between their lower ends. but renjun hated slow things, and he hated passion. he instantly shot his tongue into the taller's mouth and tongue-fucked him while he himself got railed.

"ngh..." jaemin whined, hips developing that will of their own they tended to find once the pair were in deep enough. even if he'd wanted to, he wouldn't be able to stop now. the lewd sounds of skin against skin and the liquid getting dragged along the older's velvet walls were a sure sign that nana was close to releasing. "huh...renjun...." he purred against his neck and bit into it possessively, "m'gonna..."

"wait, n-not inside," the chinese male begged and revelled in the bliss of pure sex before noting his own limits and forcing himself to stop encouraging the younger with his sinful hips. pushing jaemin carefully to pull out, he collapsed on weak knees off the desk and slumped against the other's legs for support, face up against the shaft he craved so badly. "it's too messy to clean up. cum in my mouth."

"you sure? have you got tissues to spit it out?"

"oh forget about all that, you swallow mine all the time." he then leaned forward and kitten-licked the tip three times experimentally before taking it in between his cherry lips. he didn't need to use his hand to reach the rest, since he knew he was the best as deep-throating jaemin. he took pride in having the dark-haired boy writhing and begging in his grip.

initiating the sucking, renjun slowly lapped his tongue over the hot skin and made sure that it met the back of his mouth every time without fail. his eyes were cast upwards at all times, inwardly smirking as he watched jaemin moan desperately and lace his fingers through his hair. god, renjun loved when his hands manhandled his locks and tugged at them.

"hold still," jaemin grunted quietly before starting to fuck into his mouth. the older gasped and moaned around the dick, stroking his own with one hand while holding onto the man's waist with the other. stray tears formed at the edges of his eyes, and they only sailed down his cheeks when he closed them from the pleasure.

when jaemin finally lost control of his movements and sloppily thrusted his hips twice more messily, the hot liquid renjun had been waiting for finally flooded his cavern and ran down his throat for the most part...some of it slipping down the edges of his lips. this alone had his own orgasm racing up his body, spilling out onto the floor and causing his hips to spasm and stutter.

"that was....that was good," the ravenette panted, stumbling back slightly to lean against a desk and catch his breath. "thank god no one walked in."

"mhm," the shorter agreed quietly, wiping his face clean and and shaking off the daze that always followed. "thank you for coming."

"yeah...of course," jaemin murmured and started to zip up and clip his jeans again. he instantly regretted letting renjun manipulate him like that and degrade himself enough to have sex in a classroom, but it had been a bit of fun, and there was a certain excitement that came from wondering if someone would catch them.

"i'm going to go home early, anyway. don't wait for me after your lectures or whatever," the brunette suddenly explained before standing up with wobbly legs and used a tissue to clean up the mess on the ground. his eyes were focused and uncaring, like he hadn't just been shown the stars.

"renjun..." jaemin whispered, awkwardly picking his bag up and reaching forward to touch his shoulder, though retracting when yet another incoming text startled the life from him. he paused, grabbing his phone and checking who it was.

nono 💕
hi nana, i just wanted
to let you know that i
won't get able to see
you later at the bakery

the ravenette frowned, capturing renjun's attention unknowingly while he composed a message to send his best friend.

why will you not be coming by?
i'll get lonely and bored~

nono 💕
i have work tonight </3

"that's sucks," he sighed, sending a brief string of miserable emojis back before sliding it back into his jeans. the older was looking straight at him in a sort of trance, almost thinking deeply about something. "junnie?"

"hm?"

"you good? you're all...spacey?"

"huh? oh, yeah i'm fine. was that jeno or something?"

"psh, of course. you know me so well," he cooed and smiled like a little angel, but renjun wasn't all that happy to be right. he hated jeno for reasons he couldn't describe, and jaemin was forever going on and on about him, or hanging out with him. fuck, the amount of hookups they'd missed just because that guy wanted to spend time with nana was criminal.

"nice. anyway, i'll be going now. good luck with school."

that's it? that's barely even a goodbye, the younger pouted, but he watched the boy pass him nonetheless, not even so much as a kiss on the cheek. it was about time he got over that cold behaviour though, because it was normal. they acted like friends at the apartment, maybe even flirted more in the clubs if he could coax the older out of his home long enough, but never much else.

na jaemin was hopeless, and he wasn't sure what to do about it.

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