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A sob ripped from Yunho's throat as Hongjoong once again popped off his cock. He lost track sometime between the third and fourth time his boyfriend brought him right to the edge just to pull away suddenly. Yunho even tried not to announce that he was close this time to try to trick Hongjoong, but his boyfriend knew him too well. He had seen Yunho's stomach clenching, felt his cock twitching in his mouth, and heard his voice getting breathier. He was glad Yeosang was over at San's because he was being so loud.

Hongjoong's sharp, dark eyes watched Yunho cry in frustration, shaking his head back and forth as tears finally spilled down his cheeks. Hongjoon's small hands gently caressed his thighs. "Color?"

Yunho licked his lips. "G-green," he said meekly. "But…"

Hongjoong got up from lying between Yunho's legs and moved to sit on his haunches instead. His hands kept touching Yunho to not startle him. "But?"

Yunho's eyes flickered to the water bottle on his nightstand, obnoxiously yellow bendy straw sticking out of the opening. Hongjoong reached out to grab it and then helped Yunho sit up. He held the bottle out to him. Yunho wrapped his lips around the straw and took a few big but slow gulps. Hongjoong also sipped the water before putting it back on the nightstand.

"Better?" Hongjoong asked softly. His hand cupped Yunho's cheek, thumb brushing away his tears. Yunho smiled and nodded. Hongjoong's soft expression sharpened again, and Yunho immediately squirmed again, heat rising up the back of his neck. 

Even with Hongjoong's lips red and swollen from blowing Yunho for what was probably hours, Yunho was the one that was more wrecked. Yunho's eyes were red and swollen, and his hair was sticking up at various angles and yet also matted to his forehead. He was sweating buckets, cringing at how they'd have to change the sheets from just that alone. His chest was heaving, littered with hickeys and bites and scratches. His cock was an angry shade of red, weeping precum onto his stomach. Hongjoong, on the other hand, just had swollen lips and a pretty glow from the light sheen of sweat.

Soft hands continued massaging Yunho's thighs, helping ease out the tension. Yunho knew he was floating somewhere between lucidity and deep into subspace, and Hongjoong's hands helped keep him happy. 

Hongjoong swooped in to kiss him. Yunho's hands shot up to grab Hongjoong, pulling him closer. It had been so long since Hongjoong last kissed him. It felt like an eternity when, in reality, it was two denied orgasms ago. But time is fake when your boyfriend is sucking your dick.

Hongjoong hummed in approval when Yunho's mouth pliantly opened for him. Of course Hongjoong was in control of the kiss, licking into Yunho's mouth and leaving the other no room to even think of fighting for dominance. Not that Yunho would want to right now. Hongjoong was kissing him like he was trying to get him to come from just heavy making out, and Yunho honestly wondered if he could with how much he had been denied. 

Hongjoong gently nipped at his bottom lip before sitting back up. Yunho pouted at him, but Hongjoong just smiled in return.

The touches on his legs slowly made its way up until a hand curled around Yunho's cock. Yunho choked on a moan, getting a coo from Hongjoong. "Don't cry, sweet thing." The hand slowly pumped Yunho's length with barely any pressure and practically no friction with how wet his cock was. 

Yunho couldn't help it, though, whimpering and whining in frustration. He wanted to come so badly, but it wasn't enough. He tried to stay still and be good for him. Yet his hips kept twitching, trying to chase the tiniest bit of pleasure. Hongjoong anticipated it, pulling away from Yunho when he got too into it. 

"Easy, baby," Hongjoong said, teasing softly. 

Yunho tried taking in deep breaths. Hongjoong rewarded his efforts—or maybe wanted to make it harder for him—by tightening his grip and giving him a proper handjob.

"Such a big cock," Hongjoong commented, almost as if it wasn't meant for Yunho to hear. Like he was just talking about him, not to him. The following words were clearly directed at him, though. "And such a waste. You don't even know how to use it. I have to do everything for you."

Yunho closed his eyes with a whimper. The degradation helped pull Yunho further into the hazy headspace. Hongjoong focused his hand on twisting around the tip. He dug his nail until the slit until Yunho gasped and arched his back, but Hongjoong took his hand away again. He hadn't been close to the edge yet, but Hongjoong didn't care. 

When Yunho peeled his eyes open, Hongjoong was frowning at him. "Should I let you fuck something?" Hongjoong asked, tilting his head with a pout. 

Yunho nodded, thinking his boyfriend would finally, finally sit on his cock. His eyes slipped closed as one of Hongjoong's hands danced mindless patterns on his torso, goosebumps erupting along his skin in their wake. He heard a shuffling from their nightstand, and Yunho assumed it was Hongjoong looking for more lube. Sure enough, he heard the telltale click of the bottle opening and closing. 

He knew when Hongjoong was in charge, he'd be the one to finger himself open. His eyes fluttered open, ready to take in the breathtaking scene of Hongjoong stretching himself, but one look at the sharp smile on his face and Yunho knew something was up. His eyes dropped down to Hongjoong's hands, and his guts twisted. Hongjoong was fingering a fleshlight.

"When did we get that?" Yunho asked, eyebrows furrowing.

Hongjoong's smirk widened. "Just got delivered yesterday. Don't worry, I cleaned it."

Yunho wasn't worried about if it was clean or not. His mind was too focused on watching Hongjoong's tiny fingers disappear over and over again into the silicone hole to lube it up. He didn't need to keep fingering the toy; it was significantly lubed enough by now, but he saw how Yunho's eyes were following his fingers. Hongjoong tilted it so Yunho could get a better look at the cock sleeve's hole. Yunho realized with a start it was a pussy as Hongjoong's thumb rubbed circles around the fake clit, fingers thrusting in and out between the lips.

"And of course," Hongjoong continued, unconcerned by Yunho's lack of response, "I tested it out first."

Yunho moaned as his hands grabbed onto Hongjoong's hips for purchase. His mind went wild with images of Hongjoong fucking the toy. Did he do it in the studio, working it over his cock under his desk to try and get over a creative block? Did he do it back at his dorm, biting his lip to be courteous to Wooyoung and Jongho as he pistoned his hips in and out of the fleshlight in the privacy of his bedroom? Did Hongjoong use it in the shower when he got to Yunho's dorm earlier today? 

Hongjoong laughed at Yunho, watching him squirm. "You thinking about it?" He asked. When Yunho nodded, Hongjoong laughed again, pulling his fingers free from the toy. "Pervert."

Yunho whimpered and shook his head. "I'm not," he mumbled.

Hongjoong ignored him and instead grabbed the lube again. He popped the cap and watched the sound alone make Yunho shiver. He tipped the bottle over and poured copious amounts of lube onto Yunho's cock. He gasped at the cold sensation. Hongjoong made a mess, smearing the lube haphazardly around Yunho's cock, down his balls, his perineum, inner thighs, and stomach. 

"Hyung-"

Hongjoong spoke over him. "I filled it over and over again last night, picturing it was your pretty cunt I was stuffing."

Yunho's cock twitched in betrayal as his face flushed in shame. "I don't have a cunt."

"No?" Hongjoong asked. His fingers tapped against Yunho's thigh, a light, wet slapping sound filling the room from all the lube. "But you're always so wet for me."

Yunho shook his head meekly. "No, I-"

Hongjoong flicked the head of Yunho's cock. Yunho's back arched, and he let out a strangled cry. Hongjoong's fingers then ghosted up and down the side in a weak apology. "Your clit is throbbing , baby."

Yunho tried to hide his face with his hands, but Hongjoong quickly leaned forward, dropping the fleshlight. He snatched his wrists and pressed them into the bed beside Yunho's head.

"Don't hide from me," Hongjoong warned. 

Once Hongjoong was sure Yunho wouldn't try to shy away from him again, he sat back down. He grabbed the fleshlight again and brought it over Yunho's cock. He rubbed the slit in light circles around Yunho, teasing it by making his cockhead catch on the hole before moving it away. Yunho tried to buck up into it, desperate to get his cock wet… wetter , but Hongjoong held his hip down with his free hand.

"Ready, Yunho?" Hongjoong asked in a sickeningly sweet voice. He batted his eyelashes at his boyfriend. "Ready to fuck my pussy, Yunho-yah?"

Yunho let out a startled moan, surprised arousal twisting in his stomach. They had talked about feminization before, but it was always about Yunho , not Hongjoong. Yet Yunho wasn't opposed to it. Definitely not. His cock twitched and leaked more precum. Hongjoong looked manic as he took in Yunho's reaction.

"Please," Yunho begged hoarsely. He grimaced at the sound of his voice. He sounded like he was the one sucking dick for hours.

Hongjoong slammed the fleshlight down on his cock. Yunho's moan was nearly a scream. Hongjoong wanted to set a brutal pace but had to pause; worried Yunho would come from the tiniest bit of friction. Yunho panted, eyes screwed shut as he tried to get himself together.

“Look, Yuyu,” Hongjoong marveled. 

It took a few attempts, but Yunho's eyes finally peeled open. His eyes first landed on Hongjoong's face, but his boyfriend wasn't looking back. Instead, his eyes were lasered in on the cock sleeve surrounding Yunho. Yunho moaned when he saw it. The thing wasn't long enough to fit Yunho's length, so the head and then some poked out the other end. Yunho's cock twitched at the visual, more precum beading out and rolling down his shaft before making a mess of the outside of the toy.

"Barely poked the tip of mine out," Hongjoong said in awe. 

The visual did something for both of them. Yunho loved whenever Hongjoong's tiny hands wrapped around his giant cock, making it look even bigger than it already was. Hongjoong loved how much the damn thing stretched him out. When they first started sleeping together, Yunho always had to be the one to stretch Hongjoong out, his own fingers too small to do a good enough job. Now, Hongjoong relished in the burn of a rushed stretch. The older's mouth watered.

"Fuck, Yunho. You're so fucking big. You're stretching my little cunt out, baby. I can't even fit all of you inside."

Yunho choked out a whine at Hongjoong's words. His thighs trembled, and his hips jerked when Hongjoong's finger gently began to circle the head of his cock. 

It took a moment, but after Yunho sobbed, Hongjoong snapped out of his daze and started twisting the toy around Yunho's length, lifting it up just barely to enclose Yunho's tip again before sliding it back down. His mind started emptying as the toe-curling pleasure flooded his system. All he could think of was Hongjoong Hongjoong Hongjoong.

"Hongjoong, please, please ," Yunho begged.

When he saw Hongjoong's smile, he knew it meant nothing good. Hongjoong's hand sped up, fucking the fake pussy with full strokes. Yunho's stomach started clenching again as the pleasure was all-consuming. Yunho's hands curled into Hongjoong's hips, nails breaking skin as he tried to ground himself. 

Yunho completely forgot about Hongjoong edging him; he wasn't thinking as he begged. "M'gonna— fuck —gonna come, please, fuck , Hongjoong! Please lemme come."

Then, he watched in horror as Hongjoong pulled the toy off.

" No !" He cried out. "Hongjoong, please, I need to. Unnie, please."

If Yunho had been paying attention, he would have seen how Hongjoong snapped. Hongjoong tossed the fleshlight aside. He scrambled up to straddle his hips. Hongjoong reached behind himself and wrapped a hand around Yunho's cock. Yunho felt so close to bursting he sobbed at the slightest touch. Hongjoong barely waited, sitting down on Yunho's cock with no finesse.

"Fuck," Yunho shouted, back bowed and eyes screwed up. He felt so much better than a cock sleeve. His nails dug into Hongjoong's hips and tried to buck up into him, but Hongjoong stayed put. He barely got any friction so he was rutting his hips uselessly.

"Let Unnie take care of you," Hongjoong purred.

Yunho expected Hongjoong to start riding him in earnest, but his boyfriend was clearly waiting for Yunho to come back from the edge again. Hongjoong's hands found his on his hips and pried them off.

"Touch your tits," Hongjoong panted. It was the first sign Yunho noticed that Hongjoong was actually just as affected by any of this as him; his boyfriend was usually calm and composed until he came.

Yunho shuddered as Hongjoong moved his hands to Yunho's chest. Yunho's nipples weren't that sensitive; playing with them did next to nothing for him, but he still did as Hongjoong said. His hands kneaded his pecs, and Hongjoong's eyes followed the movement closely. Seeing Hongjoong's eyes so dark, so focused, made it worth it for Yunho. 

As he played with his nipples, Hongjoong's hips began to roll into slow circles to grind Yunho's cock into his prostate. The move was mainly to please Hongjoong, with no care about how it felt for Yunho, but that made it even better for the younger. He loved how Hongjoong would use his body for his own pleasure.

Hongjoong's hands planted themselves on Yunho's chest as well. Yunho wined as Hongjoong began to lift himself up. He paused again when just the tip remained inside. All Hongjoong had to do was quirk an eyebrow, and pleads immediately spilled from Yunho's lips. "Please, please ride me. I'll be good."

"Who will you be good for?"

Yunho swallowed heavily. "P-please I-" It took him a moment to sift through the fog in his brain to figure out what Hongjoong wanted. All the while, Hongjoong just stared down at him with a raised eyebrow and an unimpressed purse of his lips. Finally, though, it clicked in his mind. "Please, Unnie."

Hongjoong purred out a soft "good girl" before quickly dropping down on Yunho's cock again. Yunho's body felt like it was on fire as Hongjoong began to ride him. Hongjoong's nails dug into his skin. Each roll of his hips made Hongjoong's eyes flutter, though Yunho couldn't see it with how his eyes screwed shut. 

Hongjoong continued to tease him further. His pace would pick up, slamming down onto Yunho repeatedly before slowing to a near halt to grind in small circles. Hongjoong even reached a hand back behind him to play with his balls, cooing when Yunho bucked up into him at the touch. 

"Come on, baby, don't you know how to fuck?"

Yunho planted his feet on the bed and thrust his hips up into him. A soft moan was punched out of Hongjoong when Yunho's cock rammed into his prostate. The sound fueled Yunho. He kicked his hips up to meet Hongjoong each time. 

Yunho's hands left his chest to grab Hongjoong again. He wrapped his arms around Hongjoong and pulled him down to his chest. Hongjoong gasped as he was effectively stopped from moving and was left to Yunho's whims as his boyfriend fucked into him relentlessly. For a while.

The second Yunho's pace started getting sloppy, though, Hongjoong spoke up. "Yunho. Stop." Yunho whimpered but abruptly stopped his hips. Hongjoong kissed Yunho's collarbone. "Good job, baby."

He sat back up, taking in the tears that once again started running down his face. Yunho tried to focus his attention on Hongjoong, but his vision was unfocused from his subspace and blurry from tears. Hongjoong, at least, was kind enough not to pull off. He kept their hips flush, Yunho's cock firmly pressed against his prostate. 

"You've done so good for me." Hongjoong cupped Yunho's cheek, thumb brushing away the tracks of tears. "I'll let you come the next time, promise."

Yunho's cock twitched, and Hongjoong smirked at him. Yunho's heavy hands fell to the bed, spread out in a T shape. He couldn't talk anymore, so he just closed his eyes. 

Hongjoong threaded his fingers through one of Yunho's hands. "Hey, Yunho. You with me, baby?" When Yunho nodded, Hongjoong squeezed his hand. "Can you give me one squeeze to keep going, two if you need a moment, and three to stop?"

Yunho squeezed Hongjoong's hand once. His thumb brushed over Hongjoong's knuckles in an attempt to show Hongjoong that he was okay and enjoying every second of this despite the frustration and crying; this was what he asked for and was exactly what he needed. His hyung always took such good care of him.

Hongjoong kissed his lips. "Thank you. Now, squeeze my hand once if you want me to ride you, twice if you want to flip us over."

Yunho paused. He took stock of his body. He wasn't sure he could really coordinate his body enough to physically be on top and bring enough pleasure to either of them to make them come. He gave a single tight squeeze to Hongjoong's hand. He trusted Hongjoong knew what to do.

Yunho was rewarded with another slow, tender kiss before Hongjoong sat up once more. This time, he didn't tease. He focused on Yunho's pleasure, riding him in earnest, moving just the way he knew Yunho liked. 

It, of course, didn't take long to bring him to the edge once again. The coil in his gut tightened for the nth time that night, getting closer and closer to snapping. Yunho's body tensed, expecting to be ripped away from it all again. However, Hongjoong kept bouncing away, mixing sweet praises and degradation to help drag Yunho over. Hongjoong even leaned down to leave a hickey on the most sensitive part of Yunho's neck, the hollow of his throat just above his collarbone. The stylists could put him in a turtleneck; Yunho deserved it, even if it was a more risky placement.

"Don't you want to fill your Unnie's pussy?" Hongjoong said. "Go on, Yunho. Come."

Yunho bit his lip so hard he tasted copper. His hands clenched, one nearly crushing Hongjoong's hand while the other tore at the comforter. Yunho's ears rang, and color danced behind his eyelids as he emptied his balls into Hongjoong. 

Hongjoong's hand furiously worked over his own leaking cock. He breathed harshly, watching Yunho's face twist in pleasure as Yunho flooded his insides with cum. Hongjoong's jaw clenched, groaning through gritted teeth as he quickly found his release, cum splashing across Yunho's chest and neck. Hongjoong's ass clenching around Yunho's cock prolonged the younger's high, more whiny moans leaving his throat.

Hongjoong almost slumped forward, but his arms scrambled to support his weight on either side of Yunho's head. The young peeled his eyes open, blinking up at Hongjoong. Yunho's arms wrapped around Hongjoong's waist, tugging him down to hug him again. Hongjoong grimaced as he felt his cum smear across his torso but didn't complain. He knew how vital skinship was for Yunho when he needed to come back down.

Still, he pressed a kiss to Yunho's temple. "Did you have fun?"

Yunho nodded, a tiny ' uh huh ' sound escaping his mouth. Hongjoong smiled fondly, still trying to catch his breath and come down from his own high. His hands rubbed up and down Yunho's sides, trying to ground both of them.

He kept made sure he never went too far, still sitting on Yunho's soft cock as he reached for the water bottle again. It took some coaxing, but Yunho sat up a bit to drink. Hongjoong's careful eyes watched to make sure he wouldn't drink too fast. Soft praises left his lips to help ease Yunho back, the younger soaking in the comforting words and touch. Each sip helped clear the fog in his mind.

When Yunho's brain finally rebooted, he patted Hongjoong's ass. "Thank you."

Hongjoong laughed, placing the now empty bottle back on the nightstand. "You're welcome."

Yunho was glad he didn't have to explain why he was thanking him; it wasn't exactly an everyday occurrence of thanking each other after sex. Recently, though, the two hadn't had that much alone time now that they were in separate dorms. Yes, they still got to spend time with each other, but it was always on a time limit, so they tended not to stray too far from vanilla. Hongjoong letting Yunho slip into subspace was a much-needed break for the younger.

"Did you have fun?" Yunho asked, repeating Hongjoong's question back at him now that he could.

"So much," Hongjoong confirmed. He nuzzled his face into Yunho's neck. "You're so good, baby."

They knew they'd have to get up and shower soon, but they felt like their bones were made of lead. Hongjoong wanted to take care of Yunho, so he tried to get up, but Yunho huffed.

"Sleep first," Yunho said. His arms around Hongjoong tightened, bringing him back to his chest. "Then you can give me a bath."

Hongjoong grumbled but relented. Yunho's eyes slipped closed and started drifting off. The last thing he registered before falling asleep was the sound of Hongjoong snoring.