Trouble in Paradise | Yeongyu

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"You're right I'm sorry."

"Let's go inside. We have plenty of time to ourselves this weekend...plenty of time to–"

"I'm tired." Beomgyu said before walking away and going into the house.

Yeonjun followed behind him and closed the door before quickly jogging over and wrapping his arms around Beomgyu who started laughing. 

"Junnie no, not tonight. I thought you were tired?"

"I always have energy to take care of my husband." He says as he left kisses along his neck and shoulder. "So let me take care of you."

"I don't need to be taken care of." Beomgyu murmured trying to go to bed but Yeonjun held him still, wrapping his hand around his neck giving it a gentle squeeze. Beomgyu bit his lip as his eyes fluttered closed.

"Is that so?" His other hand slid down to the growing tent in Beomgyu's pants. "This tells me something different. I'm your husband Beomgyu, we haven't had sex in awhile because Iseul keeps sleeping in our room. You're pent up aren't you? If you really don't want to tonight then I can–"

"No!" He looked back at him. "No, no I want it."

Yeonjun chuckled lowly and held his face as he pressed their lips together. He picked him up and carried him to bed, laying him down gently. Beomgyu pulled away from him and started to try and take his pants off.

"Hyung please hurry." He whispered to him already starting to tear up.

It had been about a month. Iseul was doing okay in his own room after a while and then last month at school a classmate told him about a scary movie he watched. Then the nightmares started and he wouldn't sleep in his own room. At first they let him sleep with them, after a week, one of them would sleep with Iseul in his room to show him it was okay. It took a month before Iseul could sleep in there by himself again.

A whole month the two of them couldn't have sex.

"You're so cute." He kissed his cheek and took their pants off quickly. He grabbed the lube and a condom, he tried to prep him as quickly as possible without hurting him but watching Beomgyu moan just from his fingers was more than he could handle.

"Mmh~" he tilted his head back and slid on of his hands under his shirt as he played with his nipples.

Yeonjun touched his own erection, it was starting to hurt and Beomgyu wasn't help him by looking this sexy.

He slipped in one more finger and watched Beomgyu moan and mewl from it. Saying the dirtiest things to him as he started to touch himself and Yeonjun couldn't hold back anymore.

He took his shirt off, tossing it somewhere in the room and quickly sliding the condom on. He pushed inside of him and Yeonjun let out a low groan as he did so.

Beomgyu held his tightly, nails already digging into the back of his shirt.

"Aah~you're so big Yeonjun."

"And you take it so well." He pulled his hips back and thrusted into him.

Beomgyu jerked with each movement of his hips, every thrust punching out a louder moan. Yeonjun was feeling a little selfish this round, usually he would tell Beomgyu sweet nothings, tell him how pretty he was, but I think they both knew to skip all of that and focus at the task at hand. Both of them were extremely horny and needed to come now. 

Yeonjun was moaning more than usual and Beomgyu liked hearing his husband being so vocal instead of stifling his moans.

"Do I feel good Yeonjun?" He whispered to him.