Soulmates

[Seongjoong] 015

Hongjoong 

"Is weed supposed to make you horny?" Seonghwa asked while we were alone, already high off his ass. 

I smirked at him him, "It can, yeah." 

"That explains it." He muttered, the back of his knees hitting the edge of the bed we were going to share. 

"Why? Do you want some help?" I asked before I thought it through. I was also extremely high so the line were so blurred they didn't even exist anymore. 

"What kind of help?" He asked, curiously. 

I shrugged, my hands going to his waist. "Is this okay?" I asked permission when one of my hands started to go lower. 

His breathing hitched, but with needy eyes he nodded. "Fuck, Joong. Please." 

I started palming the buldge in his jeans and he let out a long breath, putting his weight into me. 

"Oh my god." He choked out. 

I needed to feel more of him, to taste him. My brain was too buzzed to care. I barely held onto my will when we were both sober, but both of us being high like this was all it took to destroy me. 

"Take your pants off." I breathed into his neck. 

He nodded, immediately pulling them off as I worked on taking his shit off so he was completely naked. 

"On your knees." I ordered and eagerly, he complied. Getting on his hands and knees on his bed. so desperate myself I didn't even hesitate before I was spreading his cheeks and tasting his rim. 

His back arched as he let out a breathless moan, clenching and unclenching his fists on the bedsheets. I was so hard I could barely stand it, the pressure building up against my jeans all unbearable but I didn't care because I just wanted to taste him. 

And holy fuck did he taste incredible. Better than I could've ever imagined. 

I plunged my tongue deep inside his hole, making him whine in response as I ate him out. I sucked and licked as much as I could. He was so good, and so were the little beautiful moans he let out for me. 

I wanted more. I wanted to fuck into him until he couldn't walk the next day, but more than that, I wanted to savor him now. I was so far gone with him. This was enough for me, this was all I ever wanted with him. I just wanted to taste him and feel him and hear him. 

He must've thought similarly because he didn't ask for more, he didn't push his hips forward to make my tongue go further in, and he didn't trying and grind on anything underneath him for a release. Instead he just let me go at the excruciatingly slow pace I was, letting out whines an desperate moans as he shuddered underneath me. 

I wasn't sure how long I just slowly ate him out but I could tell he was becoming more and more wrecked. His body started shaking and his skin became slick with sweat, his moans hit more deep and guttural. 

"Fuck, you're so pretty for me." I breathed, licking a stripe over his balls and asshole. 

He whined, "You make me feel so good. Don't make this stop, please."