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Yoo Joonghyuk barely stopped the moan escaping his lips as his fingers curled around his clit, teasing and rubbing. His pussy was almost embarrassingly wet at this point, but he couldn’t bring himself to care nor stop. Work had been so busy recently that the moment some free time was finally available, he latched onto the chance.
He then slipped into his own entrance, gently spreading it open and teasingly pushing in, not too deep but enough for Yoo Joonghyuk to feel the way his pussy clenched around his fingers, warm, wet and needy. His wrist started thrusting in and out at the same time he put in some more fingers, trying to make them as big as Kim Dokja’s dick.
As Yoo Joonghyuk leaned his head backward, one hand still inside his pussy while the other grabbing his own breasts, his mind couldn’t help but think about the man who was supposed to be home at least thirty minutes ago. Overtime, Kim Dokja had messaged, along with an earnest apology and a promise to do the dishes for the rest of the week to make up. Except that he always insisted on doing all household chores and claiming that it’s his way to express gratitude at Yoo Joonghyuk for always cooking anyway, and Yoo Joonghyuk really wanted to believe that it was because Kim Dokja loved him that he did so.
His thoughts drift into his roommate’s smile, teasing voice, and the way he touched Yoo Joonghyuk as if he was a precious treasure; and Yoo Joonghyuk’s hand went even faster. His clit and lips had become sore at this point, yet he still didn’t stop, continuing until his cunt finally squirted.
Yoo Joonghyuk put the fingers shiny with slick into his mouth and sucked. His perverted mind wondered if Kim Dokja would be able to also taste his squirt, if the man could be here right now.
“Oh, no wonder you didn’t hear me. You were so focused on this, weren’t you, Joonghyuk-ah?”
His attention was immediately captured by the teasing yet fond voice from the door, and Yoo Joonghyuk blushed at his roommate’s cheeky grin, yet made no move to hide himself. Instead, he proceeded to spread his soaked folds out, giving Kim Dokja a full view of his pink entrance, and smirked internally at how the other man gulped.
“It has been a long day, hasn’t it? Relieve yourself if you want.”
Yoo Joonghyuk’s mouth was immediately captured in a kiss the moment he finished his words. He moaned into his roommate’s lips, thinking that Kim Dokja was now tasting his squirt after all, and spread his legs out further once he felt Kim Dokja’s hand touching his clit and pussy.
“Kim Dokja…” Yoo Joonghyuk whispered breathlessly when the man finally parted. “You can put your cock inside, if you’d like. I’ve been consistently taking birth control.”
Kim Dokja’s already big eyes went even wider at those words, before the man gave him a sheepish yet so fond smile that he simply couldn’t look away.
“Thank you, Joonghyuk-ah. But I want to savor this meal first.”
He didn’t even need to ask what Kim Dokja was talking about because the man made it clear immediately, pecking Yoo Joonghyuk’s cunt in a way that made him shiver with want and licking on his clit, then shoving his whole tongue into the wet hole. Had this been their first times together, Yoo Joonghyuk would’ve been horrified with embarrassment; but they have been doing this for a year at this point so there was no longer any restraint. He cried and sobbed passionately whenever that sinful tongue sucked on just the right spot of his clit or dug deep enough inside.
Kim Dokja stopped before he could cum, and at the disgruntled glare he received, the man chuckled as he then coated his dick with the slick from Yoo Joonghyuk’s pussy (Yoo Joonghyuk tried not to blush from how hot Kim Dokja made that action look); and sheathed himself in one go. Yoo Joonghyuk immediately wrapped his legs around his roommate’s small waist, kissing and hugging and clinging onto that body as the man pleasured him both below and above, squeezing his breasts and rubbing his clit.
His roommate’s cheeks were red with arousal, his eyes staring at Yoo Joonghyuk with pure want, as though there was no one else but Yoo Joonghyuk in his world right now. And Yoo Joonghyuk so desperately wanted that to be true, to be the only person Kim Dokja would hold and fuck like this. Deep down, he understood that it was an unrealistic wish at best seeing what a charming and wonderful person his best friend was; yet a naive part of him still hoped so anyway.
Yoo Joonghyuk’s cries and sobs turned louder and louder at how Kim Dokja rapidly sped up before eventually cumming inside, his hot semen filling Yoo Joonghyuk’s womb. Somewhere in his fucked-out mind, he briefly entertained the thought of having a child with his roommate slash unrequited crush, but quickly shook that idea away. The last thing he’d want was baby-trapping Kim Dokja if the man didn’t see him as anything more than a friend with benefits. If he were to have a child with Kim Dokja, he would rather that be a child born out of love instead of blackmail.
Not wanting to entertain that train of thought further, Yoo Joonghyuk buried his face in Kim Dokja’s neck, biting it in a way that would leave bright red marks. The way Kim Dokja shivered but made no move to stop only made Yoo Joonghyuk more possessive, more intent to let the whole world know that Kim Dokja was his.
“Should we take a shower and have dinner, or do you want more?”
Ah, Kim Dokja, always so damn considerate, so much that it hurt - because Yoo Joonghyuk knew that it wasn’t out of love, just his best friend being a nice person.
“More. I may get busy again tomorrow, and we won’t have any time for this.” He gladly exploited that kindness anyway, and as usual, Kim Dokja complied.
As he felt Kim Dokja get hard inside him again, a tear fell from Yoo Joonghyuk’s eyes. If only there would be one day Kim Dokja did this with him from a place of love.
(As he watched Yoo Joonghyuk teared up in pleasure and hugged him tightly again, a part of Kim Dokja’s chest ached.
If only there would be one day the man held onto him like this out of love.)