curve your little spine (i'll make your secrets mine)

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/39041586.

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: M/M
Fandom: ENHYPEN (Band)
Relationship: Kim Sunoo/Yang Jungwon, Park Jongseong | Jay/Yang Jungwon, Yang
Jungwon & Everyone
Character: Yang Jungwon, Kim Sunoo (ENHYPEN), Park Jongseong | Jay, Lee
Heeseung, Sim Jaeyun | Jake, Park Sunghoon (ENHYPEN)
Additional Tags: Mutual Masturbation, Oral Sex, Frottage, Ass Play, Dirty Thoughts, Dirty
Talk, Fantasizing, Exhibitionism, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Clothed Sex,
Couch Sex, Masturbation, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Yang
Jungwon-centric (ENHYPEN), Begging, Hair-pulling, Canon Compliant,
what do i even tag if they're fantasizing about getting fucked by all their
hyungs, maybe even fucking them too, Hand Jobs
Stats: Published: 2022-05-17 Words: 8941

curve your little spine (i'll make your secrets mine)

by DEVIANTHEE

Summary

"If only they knew what we do in secret, what we think about,” Sunoo gasps against
Jungwon’s neck, teeth lightly digging into his soft skin. When he glances up at Jungwon,
he realizes the younger is biting his lip so hard he might bleed. Cute.

“You think they’d come in and fuck us both until we can’t think?” Sunoo smiles, and
Jungwon whines prettily, so needy and riled up he can't even recognize himself.

Or:

Jungwon has troubling thoughts about the older members and would never tell a soul—
until the night his eyes meet with Sunoo's in the darkness of their dorm.

Notes

enjoy this sunwon pwp oneshot ♡ they're cute

See the end of the work for more notes

It's unbearable, fucking unbearable.

Jungwon is twisting and turning, taking sharp breaths through his nose in an attempt to calm
himself down, but he can't. He has tried everything, but it's no use. His heart is hammering against
his chest, a constant loud thud that continues to render him breathless as he brings up his arm to
cover his eyes and let out a shuddered exhale. Fuck.

Not again, he thinks. Please please please, not again.

It's painful—both physically and emotionally—and the pain he feels from both wanting to give in
and wanting to force an end to it tears him apart, right through the middle. With his arm still
resting over his eyes as if to hide himself, he lets himself feel it , hand snaking down his torso to
hover over his crotch. He hesitates for a few seconds, gulping loudly and ending the gulp in a
shaky sigh as he lets his hand fall over his crotch. He's so hard it surprises him.

The moment he experiences stimulation, even just barely, his back arches off the bed and he feels
as if he's just committed a crime. "Shit—" he breathes out, palming his hard cock over his pretty
pajama pants, tracing the outline through the fabric and rubbing circles into his tip with his index
finger. He can't take it, physically can't contain himself, and he starts thrashing around after a few
mere seconds. Instinctively, he rushes to bite into the bedsheet that is covering half of his body,
whining into it and opening his eyes to be greeted with pure darkness.

He's ashamed, and there's a lot he doesn't understand. Jungwon wouldn't torment himself for
getting hard in the middle of the night when all the boys are asleep, wouldn't judge himself for
wanting to get up and touch himself in the bathroom to relieve some stress—all of that is normal,
after all. What he doesn't consider normal, however, and the reason why Jungwon can't touch
himself without acting like his skin just got seared, is why it happens.

They say no evil dooms us like the one we love, and desire to continue in, and make no effort to
escape from. Jungwon knows this is true, and he hates himself for it.

He's not sure how many times it's happened, but he knows it's frequent at this point. It's difficult
looking into the eyes of the older members, knowing they're the reason why some nights he's
restless, heavily explicit and embarrassing thoughts taking over in seconds. They're wild and
untameable, and in a few breaths he's so hard it hurts—he tries to think of something else, shake it
off, go to sleep—nothing works. He feels as if tears will inevitably roll down his cheeks every time
he's left with no choice but to force himself off his bed to painfully waddle into their bathroom at
unfathomable hours of the night, work his cock for a long time until he's cumming a ridiculous
amount into the toilet, sometimes spilling over the ceramic or the wall or the floor from how badly
he's been craving release.

As his pretty hands work himself to satisfaction, it's thoughts about Heeseung and Jay and
Sunghoon and Jake that are racing through his mind. They're impossible to control—he's getting
bent over, he's getting spanked and forced to count, he's got a mouth full of cock, he's got two pairs
of lips kissing over his leaking tip, he's getting fucked into his own bed until he can't speak and his
body goes lax—it goes on and on and on until he explodes all over himself and his hands
sometimes, unable to help the shaking and tears that come with the feeling of dread that washes
over him after he's done.

Sometimes he'll catch himself thinking about Sunoo too, how ridiculously soft and pretty he is, and
he once came all over his own stomach while imagining Sunoo pulling his hoodie up to his chest
and bending over, cheek pressed against the bed or a table or the kitchen counter, it didn't matter.
It's embarrassing to Jungwon, especially because he and Sunoo are almost the same age and good
friends, but he can't help it.
He's the leader and can't control it, and Jungwon hates feeling like things are out of his control. He
can't help getting off to them, can't help hating himself over it afterwards, can't bear that he has
nobody to tell.

It starts differently each time. Perhaps Jake embraced him and his plush lips grazed Jungwon's
neck, soft and welcoming. Perhaps Heeseung gripped on to his thigh earlier a bit too hard, the
strength of his hand making Jungwon stiffen. Perhaps Jay pulled him into his lap softly, hands
resting around Jungwon's waist or on his thighs. Perhaps Sunghoon scratched the back of his head
with his long nails, the touch making Jungwon melt for a few seconds—they don't know it, but
even the little, insignificant things drive Jungwon mad. Jungwon will think of then and how they
touched him for hours , losing valuable sleep time as he tosses and turns on his bed while he
inevitably grows hard, and it's all because of them.

Today, it was Sunghoon. His physique is unbelievable, and the way he walked out of the bathroom
sporting just a towel, so deliciously bare and wet, steam emitting from the door as he stepped out
and almost accidentally dropped it, the red in his cheeks darkening from the close call—it was too
fucking much. His eyes flicked to Jungwon who was passing by and the way he raised his
eyebrows at him, flashed a pretty smirk and disappeared into a room was enough to render
Jungwon speechless..

He knows it's pathetic, he knows it's dumb, and yet he can't help but sigh shakily and force himself
off of his bed to get some relief, and it's all because of Sunghoon, at least the start of it.

He always wishes he could be brave and act upon his desires, approach them and see if they'd help
ease him through his turmoil, but he's a coward. It had been months now of hoping for this to end,
or at least for a turn of events. In Jungwon's fantasies, the older members catch him and help him
relieve himself. Heeseung coos at him and jerks him off with his rough hands, strokes as perfect as
everything else he does, and Jungwon melts in his arms like he craves to, letting Heeseung pet his
head while he throws it back to cum all over his fist. Jake smiles softly and pulls down Jungwon's
pajama pants, presses Jungwon's knees to his chest and rims him, insatiably hungry, holding him
down to keep him still. I'll make you feel real good, he'd say.

Jungwon has to stop himself midway to the bathroom to take a breath, because he hasn't touched
himself yet and he already feels like he's close, thighs quivering slightly as he looks down to notice
the wet patch on his pants. Fuck.

He leans against a wall and tries to hold on to it, clawing at the flat surface as if it's any help, chest
heaving as he considers forgetting everything and trying to go back to sleep. The dorm is dark and
quiet, so quiet that Jungwon can hear his own thoughts and heartbeat.

The feeling of his cock throbbing between his legs is enough to convince him that it's worth it.
He'll go through with it—get off secretly and go back to sleep as if nothing ever happened, as
usual. He'll be filled with shame when it's over, but right now he doesn't care. He treads towards
the bathroom softly, making as little noise as possible. He's torn, unsure if the embarrassment of
getting caught is worth it for some help as he walks past bedrooms. He's not sure how he would
even react, bottom lip caught between his teeth as he tries to hide how painfully hard he is, hands
crossed over his crotch as—

"Jungwon?"

His name comes out as a mere whisper but Jungwon freezes in his tracks, feeling as if a bucket of
ice cold water was just spilled all over his bare back, chills running up his spine.

Sunoo.
Jungwon doesn't say anything—can't bring himself to—gnawing at his bottom lip in the dark and
letting out a soft whimper at Sunoo calling out his name. It's so quiet and serene that his noises are
picked up, and Sunoo worriedly walks from his door to outside the bathroom where Jungwon
lingers to check up on him.

Sunoo is soft and pretty, everything from his hair to his hands to his voice. Jungwon can't help but
twitch in his pants when Sunoo places both of his hands on his shoulders and he squeezes his eyes
shut shamefully. Sunoo really shouldn't be touching him right now.

"You okay?"

Yes, Jungwon wants to say. I'm okay hyung, just go back to bed.

Instead, for once, Jungwon lets himself be vulnerable.

He figures this is too good of a chance to pass up. His cock hurts too much, the thrill of the
forbidden is too tempting, Sunoo is too pretty—even in the dark.

"No," he whines out, turning around to drape his arms over Sunoo's shoulders, and Sunoo's pretty
eyes widen slightly. Jungwon's skin feels so hot that Sunoo is shocked, wondering if Jungwon is
actually feeling ill. He gasps softly in surprise when Jungwon buries his face into his neck, arms
locked tight around his body.

"I need help, hyung." Jungwon's words come out as a whine and Sunoo doesn't know what to say,
doesn't know what to think, so he lets his hands wander down Jungwon's clothed back as if to
comfort him, but the moan Jungwon lets out against the skin of his neck only confuses him further.
It's when Jungwon finally closes the gap between them fully and presses his lower body to Sunoo's
that he truly understands what Jungwon means, and in a second he's got Jungwon trying to rut
against his thigh and—fuck. Jungwon is unbelievably hard.

His cock is pressing against Sunoo's thigh firmly and his skin is hot and flushed, short pants
coming out of his mouth. He's never seen Jungwon like this, and it's all too much for Sunoo who
starts to feel himself grow inevitably hard too.

"Help with this?" Sunoo sounds choked up already, hands softly placed on Jungwon's waist as the
younger latches on to him and tries to hump his thigh in the middle of their dorm. He feels
Jungwon frantically nod, and although he still thinks this must all be some strange dream, he wants
to see where it goes. "What do you want me to do?"

"Anything," Jungwon pleads guiltily, digging his nails into Sunoo's light sleep shirt. "Anything,
just touch me, please."

Sunoo groans softly, because he would've never expected to hear those words from Jungwon, but
it's like music to his ears. He didn't know he'd been waiting for this, and although it feels wrong, it
also feels right.

"Needy, are we?" Sunoo giggles, and Jungwon frowns, thinking he'd make Sunoo regret it if he
weren't so hard his legs feel numb.

"Shut the fuck uh—" the end of his words are unintelligible, because Sunoo is suddenly pushing
back against Jungwon's bulge and it feels so good he's rendered speechless, mouth falling open in a
silent gasp at the delicious friction.

"Anything. Alright."
It's dark, but Jungwon can make out Sunoo's pretty smile just fine.

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

As it turns out, "anything" wasn't okay.

Jungwon is sitting on the couch, head thrown back with his legs spread out real wide, and he looks
so inviting that Sunoo feels like he won't be able to hold back. He's on his knees between
Jungwon's legs, palming at his bulge over and over and over again—Jungwon isn't sure how long
it's been, but it feels like it's been a fucking eternity. It's both delicious and torturous at the same
time.

"Stop, Sunoo, fuck—" Jungwon is breathless and his cheeks are tinted a pretty, soft shade of red.
His t-shirt has ridden up slightly, and Sunoo has to control himself to not draw pretty red lines all
over his untainted skin with his nails. "You're just teasing me."

Sunoo brings up his other hand to massage the skin and muscles of Jungwon's thigh while he
continues to rub his palm against his erection, and Jungwon lets out a soft ah that he quickly brings
his hand up to muffle.

"I thought you wanted my help?"

Jungwon can't respond, biting back nonsense against the palm of his own hand while Sunoo savors
the moment, basking in how he's making Jungwon feel good. "You're so jittery," he giggles, and
Jungwon shoots him a mean glare, and it's quite impressive how he's still got a bite to him while in
such a vulnerable state. "You'll keep twitching like this while I touch you and just end up spoiling
your pants unexpectedly."

"I won't." Jungwon hisses, and suddenly he's digging the heels of his palms into his eyes while
Sunoo uses both hands to touch all over his crotch.

"Jungwon, look at yourself," Sunoo near whispers, and the night lights leaking in from the small
crack in the curtains of their living room adorn the scene perfectly. "What got you so bothered at
this hour?"

It took Jungwon a few long seconds to answer, too fucking embarrassed to.

"Not what, who," Jungwon mutters through gritted teeth, still refusing to look into Sunoo's eyes.

Who? Sunoo's interest is sparked, and he leans in closer to Jungwon while still touching him over
his pajama pants in ways that make him tremble.

"Sunghoon hyung came out of the shower in just a towel, and I—" Jungwon visibly clenches his
jaw, looking down at Sunoo through half-lidded eyes. "Fuck, this is embarrassing."
"And what? Sunoo probes, rubbing both of his palms up and down Jungwon's thighs. "Tell me
Jungwon, we're real good friends, are we not?" The chuckle Sunoo lets out tempts Jungwon to grab
him by the hair and—

"My thoughts just started racing." Jungwon sounds whiny, his voice barely more than a whisper,
nails digging into the palm of his hand.

Sunoo gulps, tensing up at the thought of Jungwon not being able to sleep due to thoughts of
Sunghoon’s naked body. He imagines Jungwon rubbing his thighs together and squirming around
on his mattress pathetically while he thinks about Sunghoon and how perfect he is, how perfectly
he probably fucks and how perfectly he probably takes cock, too. He knows that feeling too well.

"Yeah?" Sunoo is smiling with his bottom lip caught between his teeth, and Jungwon lets out a
shaky sigh at the sight. It's so surreal to have Sunoo on his knees between his legs, just as Jungwon
had imagined while he fucked his own fist so many times prior.

"Were you on your way to get off to thoughts of Sunghoon hyung when I caught you?"

Jungwon groans at that, throwing his head back entirely as Sunoo begins touching his clothed cock
again. He knows Sunoo can feel the gross wet patch on his pants and he squeezes his eyes shut at
the thought.

No answer. Interesting.

"That's dirty, Jungwon," Sunoo is touching him harder now, faster, relishing in the way Jungwon's
chest rises quicker at his ministrations. "You don't have to be shy, though. I think about him too,
you know."

Jungwon looks down to meet Sunoo's gaze, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Isn't he so pretty?" Sunoo's hands start trailing up Jungwon's navel and into his shirt, and poor
Jungwon can't help but suck a breath through his teeth sharply while Sunoo watches his eyes roll
back into his head, biting down on his bottom lip while wondering how brainless Jungwon would
look while getting fucked, how much harder his eyes would roll back as he fucks into someone's
tight heat. It's remarkable how touches this light have such an effect on Jungwon, and he brings up
a hand to bite his nails while Sunoo traces patters into his chest under his shirt.

"He is," Jungwon comments, looking dazed as Sunoo's fingers keep dancing over his
excruciatingly sensitive skin. "Stop making me think about him."

"No," Sunoo quickly responds with a smile, index fingers rubbing over both of Jungwon's nipples
as if on cue, making him let out a sound akin to a yelp. "Were you having real dirty thoughts about
him?"

Jungwon shakes his head no, annoyed, but the moment Sunoo pinches his nipples and rubs them
again immediately after has him squirming on the couch, scrambling to grab on to Sunoo's arms.

"Fuck, yes, yeah I was," Jungwon sounds breathless, digging his fingers into Sunoo's arms as
Sunoo's hands just rub over Jungwon's chest, avoiding his sensitive nipples to give him some room
to breathe. "He was all I could think about."

"That bad, huh?" Sunoo giggles, and Jungwon digs his nails into his skin then, making Sunoo
whine slightly. He shakes his arms out of Jungwon's grip and pins his hips down with his left hand
while his right reaches in under his pajama pants and touches him slightly over his underwear. He
doesn't even give Jungwon time to react before he's speaking over him again.

"Did you imagine he pulled you into a room and gave you what you deserved for staring? He
would fuck you slow and deep, make sure you feel it in your core and remember it for a long time,
make sure you praise him for how good he's doing you."

Jungwon moans a bit too loudly for comfort, and Sunoo tells him to keep quiet but his actions
contradict his words, hand rubbing against his now barely clothed cock faster than before.

"He'd probably want you to ride him too," Sunoo gulps. The thought affects him just as much, but
he can't let Jungwon know. "Feeling you desperately hop into his lap for cock would feed his ego."

"Fuck, that's hot," Jungwon whines, bouncing his legs in anxiety, arousal, excitement—he's not
even sure.

"Did you perhaps imagine surprising him in his room when he's only got a towel on and fucking
him like none of the other hyungs can instead? Make him melt in both pleasure and embarrassment
as he can't help but pull you closer and beg you not to stop?"

"Jesus fuck, what's wrong with you," Jungwon pants, wiping sweat off the back of his neck with
his hand.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, thinking like this about our hyung," Sunoo mocks, and his eyes
are fucking glistening under the moonlight.

"You want to fuck him too, cover his pale skin in bruises he'll touch while looking at himself in the
mirror after, make sure he remembers you were the one to fuck and mark him," Sunoo is barely
speaking above a whisper and Jungwon is breathing loudly trough his nose. "I think he needs to
teach you a lesson."

"I'll call him in right now and make him fuck you for even speaking like that," Jungwon bites back,
watching how Sunoo's eyes widen slightly at his crude comment. He looks excited.

"I'd like that," Sunoo smiles, and Jungwon scoffs as he lets himself grab a handful of Sunoo's hair.
It's so soft it feels like the strands will slip right through his fingers on their own. Sunoo groans at
the feeling of Jungwon pulling his hair, and he loves it so much he could pull out his own cock
right now and get to work, but he holds back. "Did you think I wouldn't?"

"I'd like it even more, have Sunghoon hyung split you in half while I watch," Jungwon can't help
the way his words end in an embarrassing whine, the thought being too much for him to handle
currently. He gasps softly as his cock twitches in his pants. "He'd ask me if he's doing a good job, if
he's fucking you like you deserve. He'd get marked again, but this time from the angry red lines
your nails would leave all over his chest and back while you struggle to take him."

Sunoo moans softly and Jungwon's jaw falls open slightly, because fuck, he sounds so pretty.

"We both know how much he likes to be praised," Sunoo's smirking softly, and Jungwon notices
one of his hands is now out of sight. Jungwon manages to chuckle, even as Sunoo keeps rubbing
him over his underwear lazily.

"Did that thought turn you on? Are you touching yourself?"

"Just slightly," Sunoo sighs, fluttering his eyelashes at Jungwon who shakes his head with a smile.
"I'm not as desperate as you."
Sunoo's knees hurt and he knows they'll bruise but he doesn't fucking care, using both hands to
grab on to the fabric of Jungwon's pants and pull. The way his pants are pulled down to the middle
of his thighs makes Jungwon jump up in shock, and he looks like he wants to be sucked into the
sofa in embarrassment.

"Don't act shy now," Sunoo taunts, pressing his fingers into the exposed skin of Jungwon's thighs.
"You weren't so shy when you were about to jerk off to thoughts of Sunghoon hyung right after a
shower."

"Shut up," Jungwon warns, covering his eyes with his arm as Sunghoon takes over his thoughts
again. It's all Sunoo's fault. "Fuck, you're evil."

"How about you finish what you started and I just watch?" Sunoo has a playful smirk on his face,
and in quick motions he pulls down Jungwon's pants all the way and tosses them to the side. He's
met with the outrageously soft skin of Jungwon's thighs and legs and a very clear visual of how
hard and wet he is in his underwear. "I'd love to hear you cry out his name while you fuck your
fist."

"You pervert," Jungwon gasps, but he feels his cock throb at the thought. Sunoo would kiss up his
thighs and mumble dirty thoughts into his skin just loud enough for him to hear and he would cum
in record time, probably all over Sunoo's pretty face. It's fucking tempting.

"Oh, I'm the pervert?" Sunoo asks, and suddenly he's leaning in closer to Jungwon's crotch, too
fucking close, too fucking fast—

"Jungwon, I'm pretty sure that's you."

Sunoo presses the flat of his tongue against Jungwon's bulge over his underwear, and the noise that
escapes Jungwon's throat is indescribable but it makes Sunoo's toes curl in excitement.

"Oh fuck," he cries out when Sunoo starts properly lapping at his clothed cock, and he can imagine
it so clearly, Sunoo's pretty pink lips wrapped tight around the tip. "I'm gonna go insane hyung—"

"Hey, Jungwon," Sunoo ignores him, pausing his licking to look up at him. "Who would suck you
off best from the older members?"

Jungwon is in actual pain at the thought, both hands gripping on to Sunoo's hair now.

"Fuck. I, um—" he hesitates, and Sunoo smiles. "I don't know, Sunoo, just—"

"You think it would be Jake hyung?" Sunoo tilts his head and looks up at Jungwon, mouthing at
his shaft through the fabric so sensually that Jungwon presses his fingers into his scalp harder than
before. "He'd drool so much, wipe his own mouth with his hands every now and then, he'd love it
when you rub your cock over his tongue and lips."

Jungwon is properly panting, unsure if he should let Sunoo know he thinks about Jake giving him
head all the time. He's extremely nice and sweet to Jungwon, but he hopes Jake would be
downright gross and mean while sucking him off, making a mess all over him and edging him until
he cries, chuckling when Jungwon grabs on to him hard and begs. He would tell Jungwon to pull
on his hair harder if he really wants it.

"He'd be so good at it," Jungwon can't help but groan, image of Jake kissing under the head of his
cock too real behind his eyes for him not to. "I don't know how long I'd last."
"You should call him a good boy, or else he will call you it," Sunoo chuckles, and Jungwon bites
back a moan because he loves that thought either way. Jake would tell him he's hyung's good boy,
voice groggy from sucking cock, then take him into his mouth again and moan. "Jake hyung's
good boy."

"I'll be his good boy." Jungwon bites his lip, and he squirms at what he just said, words flying out
of his mouth before he can properly process them because he's just so damn needy.

"How fucking cute," Sunoo giggles, knowing he'd also love to have Jake take care of him. "Wish
he were here."

"Me too," Jungwon whines, picturing himself stroking Jake's cheek while he sucks fervently on the
tip of his cock, skin softly glistening with a sheer layer of sweat at how hard he's working to make
him feel good. "I'd fuck his throat, I wouldn't be able to help it even if I tried."

Jungwon sounds pathetically whiny, the pitch of his voice rising as he pictures Jake telling him he
can take it and looking up at him as Jungwon thrusts up into his mouth. He'd love to lay Jake down
and fuck his throat like a fleshlight, witness his throat bulge with every thrust and feel it happen as
he presses the palm of his hand to Jake's throat. It's too fucking much.

"Oh fuck, I could cum from this thought alone," Jungwon whines, resting his arms over his own
tummy while Sunoo keeps mouthing at his erection through a thin layer of fabric. "I want, I want,
fuck—Jake hyung is so—"

"Don't, we're having so much fun," There's something so incredibly arousing about the way Sunoo
says that, pretty eyes meeting with Jungwon's. His dainty fingers and tracing over the waistband of
Jungwon's underwear, pulling back to reach in as Jungwon braces himself both physically and
mentally to finally feel Sunoo's much needed touch on his cock.

When Sunoo grabs his shaft softly, Jungwon yelps as if he's just been hit. He's been good for so
long, holding back the urge to touch himself for what has now felt like days. Sunoo pulls out just
his tip from the top of his underwear and Jungwon feels his eyes swell up with tears but he holds
back. It's not enough, not even close, and Sunoo doesn't even care.

He hums delightfully and leans in, giving the tip peeking out of his underwear an experimental
lick, and the ah that leaves Jungwon's mouth is so sinful that Sunoo can't help but let his eyes roll
into the back of his head. He licks the tip again, placing his hands over Jungwon's thighs to try to
stop Jungwon from quivering like a virgin.

"Feels so good," Jungwon mewls, sinking into the soft cushions as Sunoo takes a few more licks.
He gives the underside of Jungwon's tip a kiss and Jungwon bites his lip hard, remembering how
he'd picture Jake doing that so many times and feeling embarrassed. The fact that an older member
is doing exactly that to him right now makes his head spin uncontrollably. "Sunoo, fuck."

"You know," Sunoo begins, pressing a few more soft kisses to the head of Jungwon's cock. "I think
Jake hyung would ask to fuck you after he milks you dry with his mouth."

"I'd let him," Jungwon groans out before he thinks it through, the image of Jake rubbing the skin of
his hips after swallowing down his load and flipping him over, asking him to "Arch his back
prettily for hyung " too vivid, too real.

He's thought about it before—Jake pressing down on his lower back, spreading his cheeks open
with his thumbs and whining at the pretty sight. He'd fuck fast and hard, faster than expected, and
he'd cum quickly, collapsing over Jungwon entirely and whining a string of praises and thanks into
the skin of his neck, drooling all over Jungwon's skin as he begs for a round two. He knows how
Jake is, knows he wouldn't complain if Jungwon pulled him to the side one evening and
desperately asked to hump his ass. It would take a few light touches over his chest and arms, a
flutter of his eyelashes, and Jake would bend over softly and let Jungwon use him. He'd be smiling
when Jungwon cums all over his skin or his clothes, whining into his pillow that Jungwon did a
good job.

"I'd let him too," Sunoo can't help but agree, rolling down Jungwon's underwear to reveal the
entirety of his cock. "Want him to fuck me."

"Whore," Jungwon bites back rapidly, smiling when Sunoo shoots him a mean look. "Bet you want
him to slap your ass with his big hands while he does."

"How do you know me so well?" Sunoo giggles, pressing kisses down Jungwon's shaft now,
making his body spasm and twitch at the feeling. "Or are you perhaps expressing your own
personal desire?"

Jungwon doesn't even give Jake slapping his ass red and raw a second thought, can't bear to,
instead throwing his head back yet again as Sunoo licks a stripe up his shaft slowly—so slowly it's
damn near torturous.

"Please," Jungwon whines out, balling his fists on his sides as he watches Sunoo lick through half-
lidded eyes.

Sunoo hums in approval and takes all of the head of Jungwon's cock into his mouth, sending
pleasurable waves coursing through Jungwon's body. He groans, and it sounds so fucking pretty,
jaw clenched throughout it. His tip is salty with precum and Sunoo enjoys watching Jungwon's
face contort in delight and pain as he sucks on his tip fervently, letting his tongue slide over the slit
of his cock repeatedly.

Sunoo pulls back with an audible pop, and Jungwon's cock hits his tummy and moistens it with
saliva from how hard he is.

"You wanna fuck hyung's mouth?" Sunoo teases, lifting up Jungwon's knees over his own
shoulders. Jungwon's eyes widen at the action, their new position seeming more like Sunoo was
about to fuck him or rim him, and he hurriedly brings his own legs down, cheeks flushed in a deep
pink at the vulnerable position as Sunoo laughs.

"I think I'm too weak to," Jungwon painfully admits, watching carefully as Sunoo nods and leans
back down to take him in his mouth again. He's taking more of his cock now, further down the
shaft—letting his tongue wrap around everything he can manage to and humming. Jungwon thinks
he's on the verge of busting all over Sunoo's face but he breathes heavily and tries to relax.

Sunoo bobs his head repeatedly, trying to hold back a smile when he watches Jungwon's abdomen
cave in every time he does something real good, imagining how much better it would be to fuck
Jungwon when he's vulnerable like this or get fucked by him when he's hunching over and
twitching in pleasure.

After a few minutes of keeping Jungwon on the edge, Sunoo pulls back breathlessly to jerk
Jungwon off with one hand. His hand is unbelievably soft and his fingers wrap around the length
perfectly. Jungwon looks him right in the eyes while he pants, and he looks so far gone that Sunoo
is enthrilled.

"You're pretty big, actually," he giggles, letting his free hand rub up and down Jungwon's thigh.
Jungwon whines in response, unsure of what to say as he watches the tip of his cock peek out of
and disappear into Sunoo's fist repeatedly. "I like that."

"You know who else is pretty big?" Sunoo asks in a whisper, eyebrows disappearing into his
bangs. Jungwon gulps and shrugs, knowing just what's coming. "Who?"

Heeseung hyung.

Sunoo mouths the answer at him without saying a word and, for some reason, it's even more filthy
than if he had screamed it out loud. It's like they can't let him hear, can't let him know they're
talking about his big cock before—

"He's so big," Sunoo moans out, thinking about all the times he's perfectly visualized Heeseung's
cock through the print on his sweatpants. "Would you be able to take him?"

"I don't know," Jungwon whines out, gritting his teeth at the thought of Heeseung petting him and
brushing his hair off of his face as he asks if he can, grinning when Jungwon says he'll try. "I'd try
to."

"He's a gentleman, he'd probably apologize before he splits you in half," Sunoo whispers, and
Jungwon thinks he's damn near to passing out. "He'd use an obscene amount of lube, enough for it
to make loud squelching sounds while he fucks you, and it would still hurt, Jungwon, think about
that."

Jungwon shakes his head no because he wants to think about it but fuck, he shouldn't—thinking
about it pulls him closer to the edge and he doesn't want this dream or encounter or whatever the
fuck it is to end.

"He'd fuck so deliciously though, he'd be perfect at it 'cause that's just how he is," Sunoo is biting
his bottom lip, imagining what it would be like to be laid down by Heeseung to be taken care of,
legs propped up on his shoulders or wrapped tight around his waist. His moans would be
otherworldly, as pretty as he sounds while he sings, and Sunoo wouldn't be able to control himself
from jerking off violently on time with each of Heeseung's deep thrusts. "He's a moaner, for sure."

Jungwon is so fucking lost in the thought of Heeseung splitting him open to relieve stress that he
desperately scrambles to stop Sunoo's hand from making him cum, whining through his breaths as
he gulps down saliva and grips on to Sunoo's wrist tightly.

"You want him, don't you?" Sunoo questions, leaving his hand wrapped around Jungwon's shaft
without moving it, thumb still pressed hard against the tip. Jungwon's whole body is shaking
adorably, brows furrowed while all he can hear is Sunoo's filthy words and the equally filthy slap,
slap, slap of Heeseung's skin against his while he fucks him open.

"I want him too," Sunoo admits when he gets no response, rubbing his thumb extremely softly over
Jungwon's tip, smirking when it makes Jungwon's hips jump. "He'd ask you to fuck him too
because he needs it from how stressed he is. He's big but he wouldn't care, climbing into your lap
and riding you while he moans prettily into your ear."

Jungwon pictures it and their size difference would be even more evident while he's got Heeseung
in his lap, and as he realizes Heeseung would envelop his entire body even while riding him he
smiles while he bites his lip—it's so fucking hot.

"Fuck."

"Agreed."
Sunoo giggles, letting go of Jungwon's cock entirely to which Jungwon whines sadly. He watches
as Sunoo gets up from the floor at last and pulls down his pants, revealing the fact that he's also
painfully hard in his underwear and also needs some taking care of. Jungwon hums as he blatantly
stares, salivating at the pretty sight. He feels like he needs to control himself before he pounces on
Sunoo for riling him up like this.

"He'd get on you like this," Sunoo quickly positions himself over Jungwon's lap, thighs on either
side of Jungwon's own as he holds on to Jungwon's broad shoulders for support. Jungwon leans
back a bit and Sunoo sits on him entirely, the only thing separating their crotches being the thin
layer of fabric Sunoo is wearing.

Jungwon doesn't know if he should touch Sunoo, but he's so sensitive and Sunoo's little
movements are causing friction against his cock so he just keeps his fingers pressed to the soft
fabric of the couch and waits.

"He'd fuck himself on you," Sunoo smiles sweetly, pulling his hips forward so his ass is pressed to
Jungwon's hard cock, and Jungwon can feel his cheeks through his underwear and how perfectly
his own cock would slot between them. Sunoo starts riding him them, throwing his head back and
licking his lips at how good it feels even though they're just pretending. Jungwon feels
overwhelmed with the weight of Sunoo over him like this, and he thinks about how much more
overwhelmed he would feel if it were Heeseung on him instead, longer torso and longer legs and
stronger arms.

"You're so good, Jungwon," Sunoo whines out, and Jungwon is sweating so fucking much now,
moans escaping through his teeth as he bites down on his lip while Sunoo rocks back and forth in
his lap. He's pressing his feet hard into the floor to keep both of them supported, and his hands
instinctively wrap around Sunoo's waist to help out.

"Touch me," Sunoo sighs, and Jungwon gasps as he lets his hands hold Sunoo under his shirt
instead, skin so soft and inviting it sends Jungwon in a frenzy. He wants to fuck Sunoo, wants them
to take care of each other secretly like this when nobody is watching.

"I want you to fuck me, I want to fuck you," Sunoo speaks dangerously close to Jungwon's ear,
pressing his ass down hard on Jungwon's cock, loving the way he can feel Jungwon squirm against
the couch. "It's so late now, though."

"I don't care, I don't fucking care Sunoo—" Jungwon has moved his hands to attempt to tug down
Sunoo's underwear as far down as he can, and he's like a rabid dog trying to undress him entirely
and bounce him on his cock in the middle of their living room. It's so uncharacteristic of him that
Sunoo gasps.

"Look at you, so desperate," he taunts, running his fingers through Jungwon's hair as the younger
throws his head from side to side in desperation. "Calm down before you pass out."

He gets up and Jungwon whines sadly, reaching out to try to pull him back into his lap to grind
against him and Sunoo giggles because he had never seen Jungwon like this, never imagined he got
so needy when the warmth and weight of a body was taken away from him.

"Oh please hyung, please. Do whatever to me, just—please."

Sunoo can't help but give in, pulling down his underwear and hooking his hands under Jungwon's
armpits to hoist him up to sit straight on the couch. Jungwon already misses the comforting feeling
of the soft fabric of the sofa encompassing him while he slouches further and further in, but he
forgets all about it when Sunoo climbs into his lap again—this time though, all skin on skin and
giving him his back.

He moans high in his throat when he looks down Sunoo's beautiful back to be met with the sight of
Sunoo's ass right in front of his hard cock, and Jungwon shakes as he goes from touching Sunoo's
back to putting his hands on his hips to biting his nails—he doesn't know what to do first and
Sunoo thinks it's fucking adorable.

He settles with spitting into his hand and slathering the saliva onto his tip and shaft, using his right
hand to lead his cock towards Sunoo's cheeks.

"Don't make a sound," Sunoo warns, face hot as he feels Jungwon's cock squeeze to fit between his
cheeks perfectly, and he smiles when he hears Jungwon swallow down cute little whimpers.

"Fuck," Jungwon cries out softly and quietly, pulling his hips back slightly to watch his cock slide
down between Sunoo's cheeks and pushing them forward to watch it slide right back up. Sunoo
gets the message and he starts rocking back and forth, to which Jungwon desperately grabs both of
his cheeks to press them together and keep the tight friction going through their movements. He
lets out a shaky breath with every move and he realizes he can absolutely cum like this, Sunoo's
cheeks pressed together with his cock nestled prettily between them.

"Help," Jungwon whines out, and the sound is addictive. "I think I'm—fuck, your—I think I'm
gonna cum."

Sunoo stops moving then, looking down at his own painfully hard cock and quickly getting up.
Jungwon hunches over slightly when he loses the awfully delicious friction of Sunoo's skin around
his cock, and quickly he's got a face full of Sunoo again as he positions himself in his lap to face
him.

"Look down, Jungwon," Sunoo's nose is almost pressed to his, and Jungwon does—their cocks are
lined up perfectly, and when he knows Jungwon is watching Sunoo wraps both of his spit slicked
hands around them, and Jungwon lets out an embarrassing sound. "Look at how pretty we look
together."

Jungwon can't help but let another whine escape his throat, louder this time, and Sunoo's eyes
widen. He quickly stops to bring one hand up to clamp over Jungwon's mouth and growl out a "Be
quiet" against his ear, and Jungwon is thrusting forward and nodding, looking for that sweet touch
again.

Sunoo wraps both of his hands around their cocks in a makeshift hole, jerking both of them off in
painfully slow strokes that have Jungwon's toes curling into the cold floor of their dorm.

"You don't want to be too loud," Sunoo mutters, and Jungwon stares down at his hands working
both of them at the same time while his mouth is hanging open. "What if Jay hyung wakes up and
walks in on us?"

Jungwon brings up his hand to muffle his own pathetic moan because fuck. Of course Sunoo
would bring up Jay now. Sunoo knows Jungwon's weak spot and that's a big fucking problem.

"Did you think I forgot about your favorite hyung?" Sunoo asks, alternating between staring at his
hands working over both of their cocks and looking into Jungwon's eyes. "How often do you
fantasize about him?"

"All the time," Jungwon admits, thighs now shaking beyond his control. "I think about him the
most."
"Cute," Sunoo coos, and he gets Jungwon. There's something about Jay that is addictive. It's sweet
and savory, hot and cold, soft and rough. "He'd fuck you every single time you ask him to, I'm sure
of it," Sunoo groans out, imagining it too.

"He would probably lay you down on your back and do you missionary so he can look down into
your eyes, watch you lose it thrust by thrust. Would tell you to lean forward a bit so you could see
his thick cock bulge inside you."

Jungwon is moaning pathetically against the palm of his own hand, tears about to spill all over his
pretty flushed cheeks because he wants Jay so bad, thinks about him frequently when he's hunched
over on the toilet or when he's slumped against the shower tiles. He thinks about Jay when he
fingers himself, face pressed into his pillow with his ass in the air as he imagines it's Jay's hands
rocking his hips back and forth from behind.

Jay is big, and Jungwon would feel shivers run up his spine while he watches the big bulge Jay
causes when he thrusts real deep into him. He just knows Jay would touch it and shoot him a
smirk.

"Look at how good I fuck you, Jungwon," he would say, pressing the palm of his hand lightly to
where Jungwon's stomach is bulging to really feel it happen. "Can Heeseung make you bulge like
this?"

"Iwantnthat so bad," Sunoo is able to make out Jungwon's words and he giggles, jerking them off
faster with his hands.

"Do you? I'd watch. He'd cum all over your abdomen and smear it into your skin with his fingers,
maybe pop two of them into your mouth and chuckle as you eagerly suck them clean without
hesitation."

Jungwon lets both of his hands rest on Sunoo's hips again and he sucks a breath in through his teeth
at the thought. He knows Jay would cum loads and would probably go for multiple rounds until
Jungwon has no strength to hold himself up anymore—he wouldn't mind maneuvering Jungwon
into whatever position he needs to make them both feel good.

"I'd be good for him," Jungwon whines out, staring right into Sunoo's eyes. He looks so dazed
Sunoo lets out an unexpected little moan. "I'd beg him to breed me."

"So fucking dirty, but I understand," Sunoo pants, leaning forward to let his forehead rest on
Jungwon's shoulder. "I'd beg him to breed me too."

Sunoo tilts his head to the side and starts sucking against the side of Jungwon's neck, causing more
filthy sounds to escape both of their mouths while the wet sound of their cocks being jerked at the
same time fills the empty space of the room.

"Jay hyung would do anything to make you feel good, would probably get jealous when you tell
him how good the others fuck you," Sunoo pants out, also closing his eyes and imagining himself
in very inappropriate scenarios with Jay. "He'd make you say none of them fuck you as good as he
does, and wouldn't let you cum until you do."

"He'd fuck me the best," Jungwon gasps out, wrapping his arms around Sunoo's torso to steady
both of them. "In my dreams he does."

Sunoo hums in agreement, knowing very well that Jay probably fucks as good as he looks, with as
much confidence and control as he displays on a day by day basis, and the thought is enticing. He
also knows Jay loves to please and would probably bend over to get fucked if you asked him nicely
enough, but he spares Jungwon the thought out of pity and because he knows the thought of Jay
fucking him mercilessly is enough to push him over the edge when he's this needy and
overwhelmed.

"Maybe he'd take pictures of you to show the other hyungs and brag about how he's the only one
who gets you like this," Sunoo giggles and Jungwon goes fucking numb at the thought. He
responds with unintelligible nonsense and his eyes keep fluttering closed even while he's looking
down to watch Sunoo's pretty hands jerk them both off. "Sure, Sunghoon, you fuck him good but
you don't fuck him brainless."

Jungwon's head hangs in shame for a few seconds, and Sunoo lets him bask in the unbearable
silence, the only sound being the slick slide of his hands over their cocks.

"Look at us getting off to thoughts of our hyungs," Sunoo mutters finally, arms sweating from how
hard he's working.

"If only they knew what we do in secret, what we think about,” Sunoo gasps against Jungwon’s
neck, teeth lightly digging into his soft skin. When he glances up at Jungwon, he realizes the
younger is biting his lip so hard he might bleed. Cute.

“You think they’d come in and fuck us both until we can’t think?” Sunoo smiles, and Jungwon
whines prettily, so needy and riled up he can't recognize himself.

"Don't say that," Jungwon begs, literally begs, bringing up a hand to tangle in Sunoo's hair. "I'll be
loud and wake them up right now on purpose."

"You call me a whore," Sunoo's voice is hypnotizing, soft and sweet over Jungwon's neck and his
words tickle his skin. "The only whore here, however, is you."

Jungwon wants to talk back but Sunoo is shushing him quickly, making Jungwon bite back his
words as he picks up the pace of his hand movements and Jungwon looks down.

"Be quiet now, I'm gonna make us cum."

Sunoo is moaning sweetly, Jungwon is groaning and whining, their chests are both heaving as they
pant and sweat over each other, their foreheads almost pressed together as they watch their cocks
leak and slide over each other in Sunoo's grip—nothing else matters at the moment to either of
them.

"Gonna cum," Jungwon warns, voice turning incredibly high pitched as his veins start bulging and
his thighs shake harder than before, knot in his abdomen being pulled impossibly tight. "Hyung,
don't stop, please—"

Sunoo is motivated by being called hyung by Jungwon and he makes sure to keep his hands
wrapped around their lengths just perfectly to make Jungwon see stars.

"Me too, Jungwon, me too," he pants, digging his teeth lightly into Jungwon's neck as Jungwon
finally gives in and throws his head back violently, groaning out between his teeth as he clenches
his jaw to be as quiet as possible as he shoots his load all over his own abdomen. His hole flutters
and clenches around nothing, thinking his hyungs would fill him up to the brim and spread him
open to watch their cum leak out. Sunoo watches with his mouth opened slightly, cheeks pink as he
witnesses Jungwon dirty himself through spurts of cum with his head thrown back, veins in his
neck bulging slightly as he tries his best to keep his noises under control. He can feel Jungwon's
thighs shake under his weight, his fingers digging painfully hard into his hips and it's all so good—

Sunoo cums right after, hips shaking as he shoots his load onto the mess already on Jungwon while
he whines against his neck, goosebumps erupting all over Jungwon's body at the feeling of Sunoo
shaking through his orgasm and the feeling of their cum mixing on his abdomen.

"So fucking good," Sunoo groans out, pulling back slightly to look at the mess they made over
Jungwon and his hands. Jungwon is quiet, breathless and speechless, chest rising and falling
rapidly as he recovers through cute little twitches and spasms.

"Yeah," he finally agrees, and he sounds so utterly fucked out that Sunoo feels proud he was able
to get him like this. "Fuck, we made a mess."

"All your fault," Sunoo grins, drawing patterns in the splatters of cum on Jungwon's skin. "Can't
blame me."

"You're nasty," Jungwon grimaces, letting his head fall back to rest on the couch as he squeezes his
eyes shut and wonders what time it is. He realizes he's gone lax on the cushions, and when Sunoo
gets off of him to quickly go grab something to clean themselves up, Jungwon sighs. "However, I
—" Jungwon hesitates, staring up into the dark ceiling as he searches for the right words. He
settles for the most simple of them all.

"Thank you."

Sunoo giggles on his way back, leaning forward to wipe Jungwon down, erase the fact that any of
this ever happened. From below, Jungwon gets a good view of Sunoo's chest from the way his shirt
falls open, and he makes a mental note to riddle the pretty skin on his chest with bruises next time.

Next time.

"You're cute, Jungwon," Sunoo sighs lovingly, walking off to dispose of what he used to clean
Jungwon and his own hands, coming back to pet his hair. Jungwon unconsciously leans into the
touch, still not entirely forgiving himself for being so vulnerable in front of Sunoo. He's not used to
it, not quite yet. "The hyungs wouldn't be able to resist you."

Jungwon laughs softly and he nods slowly, eyes meeting Sunoo's.

"Get some sleep, I think we still need a leader tomorrow."

Right. Jungwon isn't dreaming. They can't stay here forever.

"Sleep well, Sunoo. I'll get up once I can feel my legs again."

With a cute giggle that inevitably makes Jungwon smile, Sunoo nods and gives his cheek one last
soft caress before he walks away softly. As Jungwon turns his neck slightly to watch Sunoo
disappear into the dark hallway, he realizes he'll be thinking of Sunoo a lot more often than he
already did.
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"Sleep well last night?"

Jungwon's eyes widen and he freezes in his tracks, leaning down to pick up a fallen jacket from his
closet as he gulps, Jay standing right behind him. Jungwon softly turns around, greeting Jay with a
shy smile.

"Morning," Jay says sarcastically, definitely picking up on the fact that Jungwon is acting a little
different. "We still live together, you know."

"Morning," Jungwon chuckles, acting relaxed as if his heart isn't hammering against his chest
during their awkward little exchange. "I slept well."

"You seem out of it," Jay mumbles, eyeing Jungwon up and down and raising an eyebrow. "Don't
stress yourself out and go to sleep too late."

Jungwon is about to reassure Jay, let him know he would never, until he catches Sunoo behind Jay,
listening in. He looks Jungwon in the eye, flashes him his pretty teeth in a playful smile, and
quickly covers his smile with the sleeve of his crewneck. Shit. The Sunoo with him last night was
the real fucking deal.

Before Jay even has time to turn around to see what Jungwon was looking at, Sunoo treads away
softly, and Jungwon's eyes flick back to Jay.

"Don't worry, hyung. I go to sleep at the same time everyone else does."

"Mhm," Jay squints his eyes slightly, crossing his arms as he leans against the doorframe of the
room. "If you're up to anything late at night, trust me, I'll know."

Jungwon hopes so, he really fucking does, but he settles with an "Okay, hyung" as he watches Jay
walk away to finish gathering his things before they leave.

I'll be waiting.

End Notes

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