Trouble in Paradise | Yeongyu

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"So fucking good baby." He said almost immediately, his eyes were closed as he kept thrusting his hips into him. "Aah~shit you're so nngh tight."

Beomgyu felt him twitch inside of him a little. He watched Yeonjun, the way he was holding his hips down so he could thrust harder, the way he was breathing heavily, eyes closed, low moans getting increasingly louder.

He thrusted one more time and he came. After he rode out his orgasm he opened his eyes and looked at Beomgyu was still very hard and leaking precum.

"I think that's the fastest you've ever–"

"Shut up!" He looked away from him hiding his red face.

"Aww don't be shy. You're so cute when you get like that."

"I mean it Beomgyu. I will leave this room and you will be left to deal with that by yourself."

"I'm sorry." He said while laughing and hugged him. "You did look really sexy just now." He kissed him and Yeonjun kissed him back.

Beomgyu climbed into his lap and pushed him down on the bed now straddling him. He took the condom off and grabbed the lube, Yeonjun didn't ask because he already knew and the thought made him harder again. Doing it raw without a condom, he looked up at Beomgyu as he slowly sank down on him.

"You look so beautiful right now."

Beomgyu gave him a weak smile and started to move his hips. He rested his hands on Yeonjun's chest as he moved more.

"Haah~nngh~"

"You have no idea how much this is turning me on right now." Yeonjun said as he rubbed his soft, milky thighs. "I wish I could fuck you like this everyday." He grabbed his hips and suddenly thrusted up into him, hitting his prostate dead on.

"Aah fuck!" Beomgyu cursed, he tilted his head down. His entire body was trembling and his head was foggy.

"Don't stop moving."

Beomgyu slowly started to move his hips, trying to find the spot that Yeonjun just touched but like usual he could never find the spot himself. Yeonjun thrusted up again and like before he hit the spot like it was nothing and Beomgyu grew even weaker. His arms bent a little as if they'd give out.

"What's wrong Beomgyu? You stopped moving again." He teased.

Beomgyu shook his head, eyes brimming with tears. "I...I can't–fuck! Please, hyung. Please help me." He begged.

Yeonjun grabbed his hips and started thrusting up into him. Hitting the spot every time and only took a few thrusts before Beomgyu was spilling all over himself and Yeonjun. Pathetic sobs and moans filled the room as he relaxed resting on top of Yeonjun's chest. He caught his breath as he laid on top of him.

After several moments Yeonjun ran his hands down Beomgyu's back and then slapped his ass.

"Aah! Yeonjun!" He squealed.

"I'm not done with you yet."

"Come again?"

"Exactly."

"That's not what I meant!" He was shocked to see that Yeonjun was still hard, he moved away from him a little. "Wait a second! D-Don't you want to go out tomorrow? We should save the rest of this for–"

"Nu uh."

"But–"

"One month Beomgyu. One month just seeing you and not being able to touch you. I was starved with food sitting in front of my face, do you really think one meal will suffice?"