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18+ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝!!

"You brought this upon yourself, remember that." Yeonjun groaned before he dived in once again, capturing the younger's waiting lips immediately, latching back onto his slim waist.

His hand travelled under Beomgyu's shirt, caressing his soft skin, eliciting gasps and moans of pleasure from the younger.
He surrendered himself completely, his head tilting back, giving Yeonjun more access to his neck which Yeonjun immediately took advantage of, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin there.

"Ah...Y-Yeonjun..." he gasped, his hips bucking against the older male's involuntarily, both of their need for each other growing more desperate by the second.

Yeonjun's tongue dipped into Beomgyu's mouth, tasting him, claiming him. His fingers found the waistband of Beomgyu's pants, tugging impatiently at it.

"Want you out of these," he whispered.

"Now." He ordered.

Beomgyu's heart quickened, his mind spinning with a mixture of excitement and anticipation. He nodded mutely, his body already hyper-sensitive to every touch and sensation.

Yeonjun didn't wait for further response, his hands immediately moving to unbutton Beomgyu's pants with practiced ease. He pulled them down, his palms sliding over the younger's thighs and hips, memorizing every contour as they went.

Without breaking the kiss, Yeonjun grasped Beomgyu by the hips and hoisted him up into his arms. Beomgyu let out a surprised gasp, his legs automatically wrapping around Yeonjun's waist instinctively, his own arms snaking around the older male's neck for support.

Within the next few strides, they were in the bedroom, the door shutting behind them with a click.

With a rough motion, Yeonjun tossed Beomgyu onto the bed, causing it to creak slightly. The younger male bounced a little on the soft surface, his hair splaying out messily on the pillow.

He looked up at Yeonjun, his eyes widened slightly in surprise, but there was a hint of anticipation there, a look that said he was ready for whatever was to come.

Yeonjun stood there for a moment, taking in the sight before him. Beomgyu looked like a dream, laid out on the bed like an offering. His chest rose and fell rapidly, his lips slightly parted as he breathed heavily.

Yeonjun's eyes darkened, his own breathing growing ragged as he stepped closer to the bed.

Beomgyu's eyes roamed over Yeonjun's exposed chest, taking in the sight of his well-defined muscles and the defined V-line of his hips. He swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing with the movement. The sight of Yeonjun was something he'd always secretly fantasized about, and now that it was laid out in front of him, it was intoxicating.

"See something you like?" Yeonjun's voice was low and sultry as he moved closer, crawling onto the bed, prowling over Beomgyu like a ravenous beast. His hands came to rest on either side of the younger male's head, effectively pinning him down.

Beomgyu's eyes flicked up to meet Yeonjun's, a mixture of excitement and anticipation swirling in their depths. He nodded in response, a small whimper escaping his lips when Yeonjun leaned down, his mouth trailing a hot, wet path down the side of his neck.

"So sensitive," he murmured against Beomgyu's skin, his voice low, rough with barely suppressed desire.

Beomgyu couldn't form coherent thoughts anymore, his mind clouded by the overwhelming sensations coursing through him. He tilted his head back, exposing more of his neck to Yeonjun's lips, his hands gripping the older male's shoulders tightly.

He rocked his hips against Yeonjun's, seeking friction, searching for more. His breathing was now quick and ragged, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

Yeonjun felt Beomgyu's movements, felt the desperate need in them, and it stoked the fire within him even further. He pressed his body harder against Beomgyu's, trapping him between himself and the wall, relishing in the sounds of pleasure escaping the younger male's lips.

His fingers moved lower, tracing circles on the inside of Beomgyu's thighs, teasingly close to where he wanted them most.

"Please...please," Beomgyu gasped out, his voice trembling. "Don't...don't tease me anymore."

Yeonjun smirked against his skin, his fingers just barely grazing the edge of Beomgyu's underwear, a maddening hint of what was to come.

"You're so eager. Patience Darling." Yeonjun chuckled, palming Beomgyu through his boxers, making him whine in desperation.

"Yes, now please stop teasing me." Beomgyu whined, aching for any amount of friction Yeonjun provided, body convulsing with pleasure.

"You're such a little impatient husband." he chuckled softly, his breath hot against Beomgyu's ear. "But how can I say no when you beg so prettily?"

His hands finally slipped beneath the last remaining piece of fabric, his palm closing around Beomgyu's length and stroking him gently, eliciting a strangled moan from the brunette. Beomgyu's body arched instinctively, his thighs trembling, as he gasped and whimpered.

Beomgyu's eager sounds just pushed Yeonjun further to tease the younger even more, as he proceeded to thumb his slit, smearing the leaking pre-cum over his tip to make the glide smoother.

His own erection was hard to ignore now, Beomgyu's pretty moans and whimpers not making it any better for him. He couldn't wait anymore, his skin was tingling with sparks of desire and need to satisfy himself and the younger under him.

And thus, he decided to not tease and drag it anymore, getting up from above Beomgyu, which made the younger whine in protest. He quickly unbuckled his pants, watching Beomgyu stare at him with hungry eyes as he pulled off his dress-pants and boxers at one go, throwing them somewhere in the room he could currently care less about.

Yeonjun just smirked, reaching over the drawer on his night-stand table, fumbling around and getting the small tube of lube from it, popping open the cap in a swift motion, coating his fingers with the cold liquid.

The sight of it made Beomgyu's mouth water, arousal pooling in his gut. This was his wildest fantasies come true, and he couldn't wait to be fucked good by Yeonjun.

"Ready Gyu? Green for good, red for stop yeah?" Yeonjun whispered, leaning down to kiss Beomgyu's shoulders, pushing his thighs apart with one hand, circling his rim.

Beomgyu shuddered at the cold feeling against his sensitive skin, preening from Yeonjun's voice, and pathetically nodded at Yeonjun's word when he felt a finger being pushed inside, moving in and out of him slowly.

"Y-yes understood...ah!" He let out an involuntary moan, as Yeonjun curled his finger so deliciously, massaging his walls, adding another digit slowly.

"Good. Tell me if it hurts." Yeonjun said lowly, streching him open with his fingers, which earned him the sweetest noises from the younger, making his chest swell with pride.

"A-ah, don't do that! I'll c-come!" Beomgyu's back arched off the bed as Yeonjun kept hitting that one spot again and again, making him see stars. He didn't want to be embarassing like that, but the way his fingers curled so amazingly in that spot, had him gasping.

"From my fingers alone? How cute." Yeonjun chuckled, teasingly missing the spot now.

"You're a tease...please hurry up.." Beomgyu groaned, tugging Yeonjun by his hair, making Yeonjun hiss in pleasure. So he was into that huh.

"Fine fine, you're so impatient." Yeonjun shook his head, moving his face up and pulling his fingers out of his hole, and Beomgyu immediately missed the feeling of being filled, about to whine from the loss until a moan was punched out from him as Yeonjun pushed into his slick and well-streched hole.

"F-fuck...oh my god!" Beomgyu cried from the strech as Yeonjun pushed in mercilessly, slowly adjusting them before he started moving, not giving Beomgyu any time to process.

"You were impatient right? Now you got what you wanted." Yeonjun grumbled, holding one of Beomgyu's leg with his hand, lifting it for a better angle, as he started moving in and out of the younger, loud squelching noises and skin-slapping against skin filled the room along with Beomgyu's low moans and Yeonjun's grunts.

"A-augh, slow down.." Beomgyu gasped, clenching his fingers around the sheets, throwing his head back, his eyes rolling back everytime Yeonjun hit his prostate.

The heat between them was intoxicating, their bodies moving together in a rhythmic harmony, the fire of passion and desire overpowering any insecurity and inhibition.

"Slow down? I thought someone wanted to be filled so bad." Yeonjun mocked, shifting Beomgyu on the bed, manhandling him to make his legs fold in half, thrusting into him deeper than before, making Beomgyu cry out in pleasure.

"Colour?" Yeonjun asked, as he saw tears coat Beomgyu's pretty eyelashes, when Beomgyu tried to bury his face into the pillow from screaming.

"G-green...keep going." He managed to let out between his moans, his body writhing and shaking with the intensity of Yeonjun's moves, the heat coiling into his stomach getting hotter.

"Look here, let me see you Gyu." Yeonjun whispered, grabbing Beomgyu's chin so he won't hide his face into the pillow, watching the expressions of ecasty on his face, tears sitting on his pretty eyelashes, lips swollen and cheeks flushed. God he looked so sinful and lewd, Yeonjun felt like he could finish from this sight alone.

"I'm close... I'm g-gonna...Yeon.." Beomgyu's voice pitched higher, as he felt his orgasm approaching, his body convulsing with shocks of pleasure, making more tears of ecasty spill out of him.

"Yeah..? Untouched? How sweet, come for me Darling." Yeonjun whispered, pressing a kiss to the corner of Beomgyu's mouth, swiping his wispy bangs falling over his eyes away.

He watched his face contour in pleasure and lips tremble, as he came all over his stomach, reciting Yeonjun's name like a prayer, which set Yeonjun off as well; making his thrusts sloppier and more off-pace, as he felt his own orgasm crash over himself.

He made a few more slow thrusts, feeling his orgasm washing over him; pulling out of Beomgyu and spilling over his stomach as well, now Beomgyu being covered in Yeonjun's and his own cum.

Both of them breathed heavily against each other, with Yeonjun plopping down on the bed beside Beomgyu, panting and catching his breathe, exhausted.

Beomgyu looked just as tired and beautifully ruined, breathing heavily and snuggling his nose into his shoulders, which made warmth bloom throughout Yeonjun's body.

He instinctively pulled Beomgyu's body closer, brushing his hair, as he watched Beomgyu close his eyes, almost drifting off to sleep.

The sight of post-sex sleepy Beomgyu made a smile bloom on Yeonjun's face, until it was wiped off, replaced with dread and uncomfort.

"I love you, Yeonjun."

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Opps, Yeonjun's warning should have been taken seriously👀✨

Hello Luvs! Since y'all made the previous chapter reach 30 votes, here it is!!

It was my first time writing smut, and I apologise if it was bad or shit or cringe😭😭 Forgive me I'm a newbie, I've never written anything more explicit than a kiss. I tried my best, to make it readable ajshaksjs.

Hope y'all liked it. Now I'll disappear cuz I have college tomorrow so I gotta sleep. See you in the next one Luvs! Byee! Goodnight!
-Rin💗