A late night conversation

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Mark got in the shower as soon as he came home from a party. He went with Haechan but apparently the boy was about to murder someone so they had to leave early.

It was almost 2am when Mark jumped in his bed making himself comfy. But before he could close his eyes and get a good night's rest his phone started to ring.

Picking it up from the bed side table, checking the caller ID it was no other than "love ❤" a.k.a Haechan.

Attending the call and placing the phone by his ear.

'I was just calling to check if you were asleep or not?'

'And if I was?' Even though the kid was annoying he made Mark smile without knowing, always.

'Then I guess I would've had to walk all the way back home.'

Hearing that all his tiredness flew away as he got out of bed fast. Opening his room door he froze as the younger was standing there.

Haechan smiled as soon as he saw who he came to see. He was wearing his shorts and shirt to sleep for the night.

'I just missed you.' he pouted. He knew the older would complain about him always being so attached.

Mark ended the call and wrapped his arms around his waist pulling him closer.
'You could've called... I would've came to pick you up.' he kissed his forehead. Pulling him inside the room.

'I thought you wouldn't since we were together just a while ago.'
Mark laid in bed with Haechan sitting on top of him.

Mark intervined there fingers and kissed his lovers hands.

'You're annoying and all but that doesn't mean I don't love you.'






















'I'm sorry.'

'About what?' he watched the one sitting on him carefully.

'What happened at the party.' a frown crawled upon his face.

'Nothing happened.'

'But she started it though!'

Mark smiled. He knew the girl wasn't at fault and Haechan was just being a possessive and jealous boyfriend just like him when someone else gets close to his baby Pudu.

'Didn't mean that you had to jump on her.' Mark laughed.

'You're making fun of me. Why are you taking her side!'

'I'm not on anyone's side, love.'

'Not even mine?'

'Well since you're special I'll always be on yours.' he moved his hands on the younger hips on each side of him as he started crassing them softly, going a bit under the fabric as haechan was wearing shorts.

'Either way my palms have been feeling itchy since you stopped me from killing her.'

Here we go again mark thought as he smiled towards his lover.

'What did she say that had you almost killing her?'

'That bitch came to me when she realised that I knew you and she was like that you're boyfriend boyfriend or just a guy you came with? and I was like hoe if I kill you, you're dead dead or are you just not breathing?'

Mark laughed.
'You really said that to her?'

'Stop... laughing!' Haechan puffed out his cheeks.

'What! It's cute!' Mark wiped his tears from the corner of his eyes.

'Oh shut up!'

'You shut up!'

'Make me!' The younger was clearly annoyed with his boyfriend.

Hearing that Mark sat up straight making the boy slide between his legs backward. His hand dangerously close to the youngers junior as his thumb smoothly crassd the area in circle. Their mouths inches apart.

'Interesting idea...but you might moan a little.' His voice sent shivers down Haechan's spine. The younger looked at him with dreamy eyes.

'Fuck.' the word left Haechan's lips unwilling yet he didn't bother saying anything. 'Oh god...that voice makes me imagine things..' he bit his lower lip at the end.

Mark smirked. 'Like what?'

'Like....wanting you inside of me.' Haechan almost whispered as his lips brushed against the olders.

Mark slowly moved his hands up at both side. Moving them inside the youngers shirt while moving the shirt up as well.
'Deep inside?'

The youngers lips left a breathy moan right over the olders lips.
'Ah..yes.'

Not sparing a second after that he switched their positions around with Haechan pinned down on the bed and Mark over him and between his legs.

Sitting on his knees as Mark took his shirt off. Haechan laying down enjoying the view of his shirtless boyfriend.

Mark placed both his hands on each side of the youngers head as he leaned down to his ear.

'I swear to god--'

Mark started grinding on the boy while still using the voice that made Haechan bit his lower lip automatically.

'--I'm gonna kiss up your back and slap your ass so hard and with my hands gripping tightly around your throat while I fuck you so damn deep your legs are shaking and the neighbors know my name.'

The youngers hand traveling in his hair as he held a fist full of it. The other on his back digging nails deep inside the olders smooth skin.

'You better not stop even if I tell you to then.'

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