Seung Hyun raises himself up on one elbow and reaches over to turn on the small light next to his bed. His brain barely has time to register the two objects on top of the covers - a condom and a small packet of lube - before Ji Yong is on top of him again, now naked and apparently drunk enough not to care where his knees and elbows land. "You know what to do, right?" he mumbles against his lips before kissing him again, and Seung Hyun mmhms into it since that's pretty much all he can do.
And he really does know, thanks to one particular evening with a past girlfriend during which they got tipsy and giggly and more adventurous than usual. He's pretty sure doing it to a guy won't be any different.
Ji Yong keeps kissing him clumsily as he yanks the covers off him, but then he pulls away, cursing under his breath, to retrieve the condom and lube. He shoves them at Seung Hyun, scoots down again, and then his pants and underwear are gone and Ji Yong's mouth is on him, licking and sucking and teasing him until he barely remembers what he's supposed to be doing.
"I can't reach you like that," he finally manages to say. Ji Yong looks up, then grabs his arm and pulls insistently until Seung Hyun sits up. A second later Ji Yong's on all fours with his ass pretty much in his face. Seung Hyun fumbles with the packet of lubricant, and when he manages to tear it open, it gets everywhere except where it's supposed to. He curses to himself and manages to relocate most of it to Ji Yong's ass, quickly working a couple of fingers into him.
The lack of reaction probably means Ji Yong's ready for the main event. His hand is covered in lubricant, now, and he fumbles with the condom wrapper for so long that Ji Yong looks over his shoulder, clicks his tongue loudly and turns around, snatching it from him. He rolls the condom onto Seung Hyun's cock, spreads the rest of the lube onto it, then flings both wrappers off the bed and gets back on all fours.
Seung Hyun can't help but groan softly when he finally pushes the tip of his cock into him. As good as he is at blowjobs, this is--
"Fuck," Ji Yong hisses, and Seung Hyun notices for the first time his white-knuckled grip on the sheets.
He pauses, a thought creeping into his mind. "... You ever done it before?"
"No," Ji Yong replies shakily, laughter in his voice, and lowers himself onto his elbows, burying his head in his arms. "Fuck."
"You're such an idiot." He puts his hand flat on his back and pushes deeper into him, unable to hold back a smile at the string of curses that comes out of his mouth and the way his spine curls under his palm. He doesn't tell him to stop - he's much too proud for that - but Seung Hyun gives him a minute before starting to thrust.
Ji Yong cries out, his voice high and breathless and uncharacteristically out of control, and Seung Hyun stops again, biting his lip with the effort. He caresses Ji Yong's back slowly, then reaches around and wraps his hand around his cock. He knows exactly how fast Ji Yong likes it and how tight to make his grip, and before he knows Ji Yong is pushing back against him and he's moving his hips again, long, slow strokes that make him moan into his pillow.
Seung Hyun lets him control the pace, lets him speed up and slow down and speed up again until the pleasure is almost too much and all he wants to do is to slam into him until he comes. He's about to do just that when Ji Yong distracts him by wrapping one hand around his, forcing him to stroke faster and faster, and he gets so loud Seung Hyun's sure the others can hear.
He can tell when Ji Yong comes by the way he suddenly tenses up, then relaxes, loosening his grip on his hand. He lets go too, stopping for a moment to readjust their position. Ji Yong glances back at him, then buries his head in his arms again and grinds himself against his dick slowly, his moans low and satisfied now. That's too fucking much - Seung Hyun grabs him by the hips and stops trying to hold back. He doesn't last long, even with the condom, and the orgasm is so damn good it takes a while before he feels up to moving again.
Ji Yong flops down on his stomach as soon as he pulls out of him, letting out a long sigh that's complete contentment rather than irritation, for once. Seung Hyun tosses the condom into his wastebasket before stretching himself out on top of him, nuzzling the crook of his neck and running his hand over the inked words on his shoulder. "You're fucking beautiful," he says quietly, his brain still sluggish, and slides his hand down Ji Yong's arm to intertwine their fingers.
Ji Yong gives them a squeeze, but then pulls his hand away gently. Seung Hyun slides his own back up and starts rubbing his shoulder again, but Ji Yong tenses up under him as the minutes tick by, the silence becoming more and more uncomfortable. Seung Hyun raises his head just enough to see the slight frown on his face and suddenly feels like an idiot for saying something this corny. He's said worse things in the throes of passion before, but none of his girlfriends treated him the way Ji Yong does.
He's not surprised when Ji Yong finally squirms out from under him, picks up most of his clothes and pads out of the room wordlessly. He remembered he's supposed to be miffed, and whatever affection he has for Seung Hyun obviously isn't enough to override his pride.
Seung Hyun sighs and rolls over, disappointed despite himself. Aside from the sex, one of the aspects of dating Ji Yong that's actually enjoyable is having him constantly plastered to his side, seeking body warmth or a hand to play with or a shoulder to sleep on. Seung Hyun likes physical contact, and Ji Yong fulfills that need nicely (when he feels like it). He just wishes he'd stop making things so damn complicated.
He rolls over again. He knows it's going to bother him all night now that he's really let himself think about it. He scrubs a hand over his face and, as a last-ditch effort, grabs his cellphone to try and speak Ji Yong's language. He sends a short message - "I'm really fucking sick of fighting with you." - and leaves his phone next to his pillow before trying to go back to sleep.
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