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xii. renjun x reader

"Jun, shit baby, I'm so close–I'm about to–Fuck." His hips still inside of you, head falling onto your shoulder and a whimper slips passed your lips. Trembling in his grasp, your high burns in your gut, just a few more thrusts and you'd be there but he refuses to let you move.

"Renjun." Your voice is hoarse, blinking back tears, the painful denial of your orgasm making them well up in your eyes.

His harsh breathing finds your neck, lazily nipping at your earlobe as he calms down. "I said I'd make you beg, didn't I?" He sounds as gone as you do, a nudge away from cumming.

"Move," You breathe out, he murmurs a 'what' and you push him out of you, taking him by surprise and rolling him onto his back. You tightly grip the base of his cock, effectively stopping him from cumming. It causes him to shudder, whimpering as you slowly sink back down into him. "I said, move."

You slap his hands away, and he settles on grasping at the bedsheets instead. "Go on, Renjunnie, show me how badly you've been thinking of me." He makes a sound in between a moan and a sob, feeling his cock begin to ache as he slowly rocks up into you.

"Don't think about stopping if you want to cum." He nods his head, hot breaths leaving his mouth. You coo praises at him, focusing on keeping the grip on his cock.

"That's it. You're doing so well, faster for me, baby." Renjun covers his face, mouth falling open as he begins to sob louder now, legs trying to curl into him.

You can feel his cock swelling inside of you, the tip most likely an angry red. He trembles underneath you and you wonder how long since he's done this, barely having started and already a drooling mess.

You push down on his stomach, stilling his movements. Pulling at his arms, you gently kiss the tears trailing down his face. "Shh, it's okay, baby. You're amazing, doing so well, so good for me."

You leave chaste kisses on his cheek, leaning back up and making sure your fingers aren't too tight around him.

Continuing to rock onto him, you watch as his eyes roll to the back of his head, mouth hanging open. With his cock pulsing violently inside of you, you rub circles into your clit with your free hand, your high rising in your gut.

"Good, almost there, Renjun. So good, fuck you're so good."

Months of lovers who couldn't handle this much denial or refused to even try the way Renjun always did, left you disappointed - too use to Renjun's endurance. Even when he becomes a sobbing, drooling mess - cock on the verge of bursting he kept going, perhaps because of his inherent stubbornness or maybe he just loved it.

Maybe you were the same, always searching for somebody that could measure up to him. The snarky remarks, the teasing, the way he knew your body and the way you knew his. It's easy to fall into him again, the addictive nature of it all left you drunk with desire and you drowned in it.

"Please, Y/N." Your name sounds broken and tired and needy and you cum right then, clenching hard around him as you finally release.

You let go of his cock right after.

"Fuck, shit, Y/N, fuck, fuck!"‌ He violently cums underneath you, body shaking as he finally releases. Hot cum paints your walls, your legs squeezing as you press down on his chest, moaning as it comes out thick and plenty.

His hands had shot to your sides, holding you down in a vice grip as you milked him for everything that he has. You stayed still until he stopped shaking, loving the way he couldn't stop whimpering out your name.

Both of you fall into silence, too worn out to be able to say anything else.

You gently slide off, collapsing on your back beside him on the bed, heaving. Renjun's eyes are closed, mouth open as he greedily gasps for air, hands splayed out as his legs remain open - any more friction would be too much.

"I've been craving for this for so long." He confesses through hard breaths, you turn to give him a smile which he returns.

"Me too."

You will yourself up and Renjun watches through tired eyes, worried that if he falls asleep he'd miss something.

Returning from the bathroom, you press a warm towel to his skin, gently cleaning the mess on his face and legs.‌ You always found him the prettiest all fucked out like this, struggling to keep awake as you tended to him. All his pride and wit sucked out and gone, his soft, needy side being left for you to care for.

You loved it back then and you try not to spend too much time fawning over his tired face, worried that you'll find you still love it even now.

Finally removing the last bit of cum off his leg, you get up to go back to the bathroom. "Let me help." Renjun rasps but you shake your head, pushing him back down as he tries to get up - easily falling onto his back with a soft groan.

"You're too tired. It's fine, I'll go take a shower."

Before you disappear into the bathroom, Renjun mutters something to you but you don't catch it. You don't ask though, closing the door behind you, lock clicking closed.

You glance at the mirror, tilting your head slowly up. Your fingers ghost over the mark on your jaw, having seen a hickey there plenty of times in the past. Biting your lip, you turn away and turn on the shower.

The cold water hits your body, and thoughts begin to run through your head against your better judgement.

Your ex is in the other room, worn out from mind-blowing sex you've both just had and you sigh into your hands, wiping the exhaustion out of your eyes.

Did this mean anything?

You mull over all the words he had said tonight, all of them about missing your body, the arguing, the sex. All mostly lust-fuelled things, but then you think about the way he phrased it and it has your body flushing despite the cold water.

Always so good with his words. You try not to let it all fool you. This couldn't be anything more than a one night stand, the breakup had been horrible, irreparable. You think about the alcohol you had tonight, the lust that took control of your head and the stranger from earlier.

Pushing it all out of your mind, too tired to even think of anything more, you finish up and blow-dry your hair.

Returning into the dark room, you find him fast asleep, passed out after crawling under the covers. The light from the bathroom shines on him, his skin beaming with after sex glow. Closing the door, you catch yourself from smiling and you slip in next to him, not stopping him from wrapping his arms around you.

Renjun spoons you and his warmth surround you like a second skin and you try to forget all the words he would whisper to you if he was awake.

Touching for touching's sake.

You allow it for tonight because you know he'll be gone tomorrow.