Off Script (JoongDunk)

Chapter 4: Beyond Control

Joong opened a bottle of red wine and poured it into two glasses while Dunk disappeared into the bathroom. He calmly continued preparing the steak, waiting for Dunk to return.

A few minutes later, Dunk came back, his shirt buttoned up again and hair dried. Joong kept working on their dinner.

"Have some wine if you want," Joong offered from the kitchen. Dunk walked over, picked up the glass quietly, and then settled into a chair at the table, watching Joong. Seeing Joong cooking dinner for them, so natural in the moment, made Dunk's heart flutter. He suddenly pictured them sharing more nights like this, not just as friends or colleagues but as a couple. It was an image that filled him with unexpected happiness, and he found himself wondering, "Could this ever be our reality?"

Dunk's gaze drifted to Joong's hands, recalling how they had touched him earlier, and a spark of heat stirred in his stomach. "I've never felt this much desire with anyone else before. Why does Joong make me feel this way?"

"Almost done," Joong said, cutting the steak into even slices. The smell of the beef and butter made both men realize they were also physically hungry, not just hungry for each other.

Joong placed the plates on the table and added some salad to Dunk's plate before sitting across from him.

"This is really good," Dunk said, a content expression on his face as he ate. "Dunk is always happiest when he eats," thought Joong with a warm smile on his face.

"I'm glad you like it," Joong replied softly, their eyes meeting. The brief shared look made them both feel a bit shy, and they quickly turned back to their food.

After finishing the meal in almost complete silence, Joong cleared the table and began cleaning the kitchen. Dunk settled on the couch, his eyes following Joong's movements. It was hard to shake off the lingering tension between them, and Dunk's thoughts raced back to the moments they'd just shared.

"Are we not even going to talk about what just happened?" Dunk thought nervously.

When Joong was finally done, he walked over and sat next to Dunk on the couch.

"Dunk..." he began. "I really enjoyed what just happened. Do you believe me?"

Dunk raised his eyes and studied Joong's expression. "Why did we...? We were just worked up after the shoot, and..."

"So, if Pond had been here instead of me, you would've kissed him too?" Joong interrupted, sounding annoyed.

"What does Pond have to do with this all of a sudden?" Dunk shot back, his tone rising slightly. "You and I, we love and respect each other as friends, and we're used to physical contact, so we just lost control for a moment. But that doesn't mean I would have done this with anyone else but you!" Dunk realized his words sounded more like a confession than a rational explanation.

Joong exhaled heavily. "Anyone else... The thought of you rolling your eyes and moaning like that with anyone else is killing me, Dunk!"

Joong's gaze became intense, his eyes burning with a wild fire. Dunk's heart raced, his whole body tensing with anticipation; all he wanted was for Joong to push him back onto the couch.

"I know you're worried about your family, your work, and what people might think... I know we can't be together officially just yet, but if you'll let me..." Joong's voice trailed off as Dunk cut him off with a sudden kiss, his hand gripping Joong's head. Joong responded instantly, grabbing Dunk's lower back, pulling him closer, and guiding him onto his lap.

Things escalated quickly. Dunk took off Joong's T-shirt and quickly removed his own shirt. Joong kissed Dunk's neck, the new position giving him easier access to Dunk's chest. Feeling Joong's lips on his skin, Dunk arched his back, his fingers running through Joong's hair.

Joong had kissed women's bodies before, but kissing Dunk's firm chest aroused him in a way he hadn't expected. Dunk could feel Joong's firmness pressing between his thighs and started to move against it. "What am I doing?" Dunk thought, but he couldn't bring himself to stop.

Joong glanced down, noticing Dunk's arousal straining against his pants. He briefly imagined being inside Dunk while touching him from the front, but he quickly pushed the thought aside. "No, I can't do that to Dunk. Not yet," he told himself.

Joong wrapped his arms tightly around Dunk's back and laid him down on the couch. Their hips ground together as they continued to kiss. Dunk loved feeling Joong's weight on him; it was nothing like earlier during the shoot when they had to hold back. Now, there were no restrictions, and it seemed they both knew exactly what the other wanted.

Joong pulled back and extended his hand toward Dunk to help him up. "We should move to the bedroom," he suggested. They quickly walked there, holding hands.

In the bedroom, they began kissing again, standing beside the bed. Joong was taken by surprise when he felt Dunk start to pull down his pants. Joong stopped him and quickly removed his own pants, with Dunk doing the same, leaving only their boxers on.

Dunk's hands slid down Joong's back, grabbing his butt and pulling their bodies closer. Each time their bodies pressed together, they gasped and moaned, craving more but still feeling shy and unsure about the next step.

In a bold move, Dunk pulled Joong's boxers down and grabbed his bare butt. It was the most intimate touch Dunk had ever given him. Joong's butt felt firm and soft at the same time in Dunk's large hands.

It was a clear signal for Joong to move forward. He slid Dunk's underwear off in one motion, revealing Dunk fully. Without hesitation, Joong quickly removed his own boxers, discarding them to the side.

They paused, looking into each other's eyes to confirm they were okay to proceed. Standing naked and exposed, they felt a mix of embarrassment and intense desire.

Joong reached out, his fingers brushing over Dunk's chest and trailing down to his stomach. He wet his fingers before touching Dunk at the edge. Dunk's expression in that moment was beyond Joong's wildest hopes. Joong moved closer, wrapping his hand around both of them, pressing them together and slowly stroking in a rhythmic motion.

Dunk's knees weakened, and he leaned on Joong's shoulder, breathing heavily. His hands roamed Joong's back and butt.

"Do you like it, baby?" Joong asked.

"I like it too much," Dunk replied in a low voice.

Joong guided them to the bed, and Dunk lay down. "You're so beautiful," Joong said, climbing onto the bed, his eyes never leaving Dunk's. He lay beside Dunk, kissing him while stimulating him with his hand.

"I don't think I can last much longer if you keep going like that" Dunk admitted.

Joong moved lower, trailing kisses along Dunk's stomach and positioning himself above his hips. Dunk gasped at the unexpected sensation, his breath hitching as Joong's touch grew more intense.

With both his hand and mouth working together, Joong gave Dunk an experience unlike anything he had ever felt, leaving his senses overwhelmed. Dunk's hand rested on Joong's head, while his other hand gripped the sheets.

"Joong, I... I can't hold on," he whispered, his voice trembling.

Joong glanced up, catching Dunk's gaze as the moment reached its peak. Dunk's body tensed, and a deep moan escaped him before he fell back onto the pillow, eyes fluttering shut.

The sight of Dunk in that moment was the most beautiful thing Joong had ever witnessed. He wanted to see it again and again—only him, no one else should ever see Dunk like this.