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With a smirk, Yeonjun leaned in closer, their faces mere inches apart. "Oh, so eager now, are we?"

Beomgyu rolled his eyes but couldn't hide his eagerness.
"Shut up and kiss me already." he whispered, his voice low and filled with anticipation.

"I love it when you're so demanding." Yeonjun teased, tracing Beomgyu's lower lip with his finger.
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"And I love it when you shut up and kiss me." Beomgyu retorted back, a hint of sass in his voice, even as his heart skipped a beat at the look in Yeonjun's eyes.

He closed the remaining distance between them, capturing Yeonjun's lips in a hungry, demanding kiss.

The kiss sent shivers down Beomgyu's spine, and he let out a small, satisfied hum against Yeonjun's lips. He pushed closer, his hands moving to grip the front of Yeonjun's shirt, as if trying to hold him in place.

"Mmm..." he mumbled, not wanting to break the kiss, the overwhelming need for his husband’s touch taking over.

Meanwhile, Yeonjun found himself responding just as eagerly, wrapping one arm around Beomgyu's waist and drawing him closer, their bodies fitting against each other like two puzzle pieces.

He tilted his head, deepening the kiss, his tongue slowly licking Beomgyu's lower lip, seeking entry. He couldn't get enough of the man in his arms.

Beomgyu parted his lips, a small moan escaping his throat as Yeonjun's tongue delved into his mouth, the kiss growing more demanding and fiery as the seconds ticked by.

He slid his hands up from Yeonjun's chest to his neck, tangling his fingers in his hair, pulling in close, wanting more and more.

The sensation of Beomgyu's hands in his hair sent sparks of pleasure down Yeonjun's spine, and he found himself losing all sense of control. He let go of all reason and restraint, focusing entirely on Beomgyu's soft lips, the sweet taste of his tongue against his, the heat of his body pressed against him.

Without breaking the kiss, he pushed Beomgyu down on the mattress, crawling on top of him and trapping him beneath him.

A gasp escaped Beomgyu's lips as he was suddenly flipped onto the bed, his husband towering over him. The dominant, possessive act sent a rush of heat through his veins.

He looked up at Yeonjun through half-lidded eyes, his chest rising and falling in heavy breaths, "Yeonjun..." he murmured, the sound more of a needy whimper than anything else.

"God..." Yeonjun breathed out, gazing at Beomgyu with a mixture of lust and awe. Seeing him like this, all flushed and pleading, was doing things to him that he couldn't even put into words.

He lowered himself, trailing light kisses down Beomgyu's jawline and then his neck, his lips moving lower and lower, leaving a trail of fire with every touch.

Beomgyu arched his back slightly into the sensation, his body responding eagerly to every kiss, every touch. He whimpered softly as Yeonjun's lips found a sensitive spot on his collarbone, and his fingers gripped the bedsheets, trying to keep himself grounded in the moment.

"Yeonjun... more..." he pleaded, his voice soft and breathless.

Yeonjun obliged, his lips and tongue continuing their path down Beomgyu's chest, pausing to tease and nibble on his skin. He found the sensitive spots, the ones that made Beomgyu gasp and moan, and paid extra attention to those.

His fingers toyed with the hem of Beomgyu's shirt, slowly pulling it up, revealing more and more of his husband's bare skin to his hungry gaze.

Beomgyu's breath hitched as his shirt was lifted, the cool air of the room against his skin making him shiver. He watched as Yeonjun studied his body, his eyes dark and hungry, and he felt a wave of exposure mixed with intense arousal.

"Yeonjun..." he whispered, his voice shaky with wanting, "don't just stare. Touch me...please..."

"Impatient as always..."
Yeonjun chuckled softly, the sound low and hoarse with desire.

He didn't make Beomgyu wait this time and slowly, he leaned down and placed a kiss on Beomgyu's hip bone, his teeth grazing against the sensitive skin there.

"Mmmff.."
Beomgyu bit his lip to suppress the moan that threatened to escape, his body twitching at the sudden sensation.

Yeonjun had always had this ability to completely wreck him with the simplest touches, like he knew exactly where and how to touch him to make him completely fall apart.

It was almost a sin, really.

He reached down, tugging at a lock of Yeonjun's hair, "Yeonjun, please...no more teasing, I can't take it anymore..."

Yeonjun raised his gaze, his eyes darkened with desire. Hearing the way Beomgyu pleaded, the way he wanted him, it was like a drug, a rush of power and need that made him want to give his husband everything he wanted, and more.

Without taking his gaze away from Beomgyu, he lifted himself up, shifting his body so that he was fully covering him, their bodies flush against each other.

His voice was low and raspy when he spoke, "What do you want, darling...?"

He met Yeonjun's eyes, his heart racing in his chest. He could feel his husband's hard length pressed against his thigh, and he knew exactly what he wanted.

"You" he breathed out, arching his back to press himself closer, "I want you, Yeonjun. I want all of you."

The sheer desire in Beomgyu's voice sent a shiver down Yeonjun's spine, and he could feel his self-control slipping away.

"I'm all yours, darling," he murmured, his lips finding a spot just below Beomgyu's ear, "always."

He shifted, moving his knee between Beomgyu's legs, pressing ever so slightly against his groin.

Beomgyu's eyes fluttered shut, a stifled moan escaping his lips as the pressure against his hard length sent bolts of pleasure through his body.

He arched against Yeonjun, seeking more of that delicious friction, his hands gripping his hair.

The soft, needy sounds coming from Beomgyu went straight to Yeonjun's groin, and he felt himself harden even more.

He leaned down, his mouth finding Beomgyu's neck, his lips and tongue working against a sensitive spot until a small mark formed there, all the while his knee pressed incessantly against Beomgyu, giving him just enough to drive him crazy, but not enough to give him what he truly wanted.

Beomgyu felt like he was losing his mind, the combination of Yeonjun's touch and the knee pressing between his legs was driving him crazy. He was so hard, it hurt, and he was pretty sure he would combust if he didn't get more pressure, friction, something.

He groaned, his voice low and desperate, "Yeonjun...please, I need more. I need you so bad, please.."

God, the way Beomgyu begged and pleaded...

Yeonjun felt like he was on fire, the sound of Beomgyu's needy voice making his body ache with desire. He loved hearing him like this, coming completely undone beneath him, wanting him so intensely...

He bit down on Beomgyu's neck as his hand moved to the waistband of his shorts, fingers gripping firmly.
"You want me that bad, huh?"

"Yes.. so bad.."
Beomgyu gasped, his body trembling with need. The feel of Yeonjun's teeth against his skin, the hand gripping his hip.. it was driving him absolutely wild.

He lifted his hips, rocking against Yeonjun, desperate for more friction, more contact.
"Please, Yeonjun... don't tease me anymore. I swear I'll go insane if you don't fuck me right now.."

Yeonjun chuckled, the sound low and throaty. He loved when Beomgyu was like this, so desperate and demanding, pleading for him with that pretty, sweet voice.

"Awww, look at you begging so prettily. Fine, my pretty boy will get what he wants..so be good sweetheart."

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Hello Luvs~
Like I promised, here's some (hopefully) good quality smut?

Beomgyu is just one horny mf, can't blame him tho.

Double update coming up real quick, won't keep y'all waiting🤭🤭

See you in the next one, Adios!

Edit: I edited the first scene and if I see one more comment about how Yeonjun didn't brush his teeth i'mma tweak out, don't act like y'all don't know what Morning sex is, cuz I'm genuinely done with the comments. I deleted all of those comments, and will delete any new ones too. He brushes his teeth every night, and is hygenic, end of discussion.

-Rin💗