How Felix and Hyunjin managed to make it to his car is an obscure occurrence, how Chan didn't walk in on them practically making out in the hallways is a miracle, how they're still not dead with the vehicle's pace and Hyunjin's lack of focus is sheer luck, and how Hyunjin is currently making Felix lose his mind with just his tongue is insanity. They were in the front seat of Hyunjin's matte black Mercedes Benz, with the blond's mouth on Felix's neck and a single hand on the steering wheel
"Focus on the road, please" A soft tug on his hair is the only thing that makes him stop as he pulls away from the crook of Felix's neck and places a kiss on his lips, finally sitting back in his seat as he keeps the large hand on the blue-haired's thigh, squeezing it tightly so he can keep himself in check and not drive them off of the road in the haze of lust. The speed's as fast as he can get it without costing them their lives and it's still not quick enough, the sound of Felix's shaky breath is ringing in his ears like drums
he can feel the blue-haired is doing his best to hold back, doing his best to not crack but it's getting difficult for the both of them. Felix places a gentle hand on top of Hyunjin's large one that is tightly set on his thigh as he curves his fingers around the taller's palm and grounds himself. He was heartbroken and dying from grief but having even the slightest touch of Hyunjin against him makes him feel more relaxed than any liquor ever could. He was entirely grateful that Hyunjin had proposed this idea because he doesn't know what else he could've done instead of crying like a child in the middle of his friends' engagement
he was sad regarding that too, how he had missed out on such an important day of his best friends' lives but above it all he was grateful, merry that Hyunjin was here and he could run off to a land where heartbreak doesn't exist. Hyunjin on the other hand was perplexed by his actions, angry at himself for making such a stupid decision when he knew better than it. He knew himself, knew his rules, knew what he needed to do and what he shouldn't do but he'd just send all of that to hell, all of his knowledge, and decided it was sensical to flee with Felix
decided it was rational to kiss Felix in that alleyway, initiate this, and continue to be involved in this scenario. But what makes him angrier than all of this is the fact that he isn't regretting it, that there is rage but not rue that he had done such an act. Even with the awareness that this is surely going to cost him something, he doesn't regret it at all. In fact, he is buzzing with bliss the more he feels the taste of Felix's lips on his tongue, he is buzzing with impatience the more he thinks about how far they can take this and how delightful it'd be to graze every inch of this blue-haired diety
"Where do you wish to go, vixen?"
Hyunjin's silky voice echoes in Felix's mind as he turns to look at Hyunjin and finds his lustfully gloomy gaze on him, his heart thunders at the sight as he licks his lips and gathers the courage to speak
"Wherever you want to take me"
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Hyunjin was not bluffing when he had said he'd take Felix to wonderland because wherever he was right now couldn't be defined by anything other than wonderland. The fact that his hands aren't tied right now and he can scratch and graze everywhere on Hyunjin's body thrills Felix, there was no lie he enjoyed being restrained but tonight he feels desperate to touch Hyunjin and wants to not hold back at all. His sharp nails drag themselves down Hyunjin's sculpted bicep as he feels the curves beneath his palm and moans loudly when Hyunjin strikes a specific bundle of nerves
they've definitely found wonderland
his thighs are giving out from having ridden the blond for too long but the large hand holding his hips firmly gives him enough strength to keep going and not flake, not die out in Hyunjin's arms and ask him to take the lead. Their eyes are locked, though Felix's face is contorted with sheer pleasure and Hyunjin is all too sweaty, they still manage to look like Greek gods that have known not an ounce of hideousness. Hyunjin's eyes are shadowed and slanted while Felix's are gloomy and nearly shut, lips parted and letting out constant yells of the blond's name while Hyunjin nibbles on his bottom lip to refrain from moaning out too loud
he hates how good the blue-haired can make him feel, Hyunjin had never experienced such sheer pleasure from just watching someone ride him and the feeling of the blue-haired taking him is something that can simply not be described in words. It was ecstasy in all its glory and that was as best as it could be described as. Felix had his tousled blue hair stuck to his forehead and Hyunjin had his blond hair slicked back, their nude bodies glistening in the warm light of the penthouse Hyunjin had brought them in
when Felix and he first got out of the car, the blue-haired had thought they were at some local hotel but upon another glance he realized it was anything but a local hotel, it was luxury in the best form. A tall towering building that looked like it was made entirely of glass, walking inside Felix felt like he was in a Hollywood spy movie, gold, black and beige everywhere. The tiles a beautiful and glossy beige, the walls a mix of gold and black, and the interior of the lobby was a combination of all three colors. Staff dressed in exquisite clothing all rushed to line up in front of them, bowing like they were royalty and Felix was quick to realize it wasn't because that was the hotel's custom but because of Hyunjin
he watched through his haze of sensuality how masculine and domineering the blond had suddenly started to feel like as they made their way up a set of stairs, how he didn't spare the bowing staff even a glance and how his posture was that of an authority figure too superior to breath usual air. If it had been any other situation, Felix would've called Hyunjin an asshole and given him a lecture for being rude but for now, he kept his silence, too clouded with lust to understand things better
when they made their way inside an elevator, Hyunjin stopped any staff and guards that were accompanying them and they proceeded toward a penthouse suite that didn't need to be bothered by explaining its opulence, it was grand, royal, and dripping with beauty. But better than all of this luxury was the way Hyunjin had marked the blue-haired in these maroon silk sheets, how he had painted him scarlet in this warm light of the magnificent chandelier above them, how he had snatched the stars from the skies and wrapped them around his body in the shape of kisses.
And now here he sat, screaming the enigmatic man's name for the hundredth time that day as his body gave out and he fell on top of Hyunjin, feeling the blond's warmth shoot inside of him and trickle out slightly. His face buried in the crook of Hyunjin's neck and the taller's hands set firmly on his hips, holding him in his place as he gently pulled them away and instead wrapped them around Felix's waist, holding him close to his bare body and inhaling the sweet scent that came from him. This was unnatural for him, he'd never done such a thing before and it felt all too bizarre and he didn't want to admit it felt not just peculiar but insanely comforting too
the last time he'd hugged someone was his father and that was six years ago, and cuddling with somebody after having sex with them was just not a possibility Hyunjin had ever pondered. It was completely not plausible and he'd hated it all this time but out of nowhere, tonight he found this urge inside of him to remain close to this specific boy and he couldn't fight it. He's too tired right now, that's the excuse he made to help him get away with his storming thoughts. Morning can come and bring outrage regarding tonight with it but for now, he was content with holding this boy.
Seconds pass and turn into minutes and Felix lets out a loud blissful sigh which brings Hyunjin out of his trance of slumber, he didn't realize when sleep was about to take him because he had been too intoxicated with this comforting feeling. He shook awake, parting himself from the blue-haired and clearing his throat as Felix pulled away from the hug and looked at him confused. The connection of their gazes is a strange feeling, their bodies are close—too close, their breaths are dancing together like thieves in the night and suddenly there's an urge to capture the other's mouth with their own rising in their hearts
Felix's eyes fall to Hyunjin's lips and the blond notices it, and finds his own heart flipping at the idea as he is yet again taken by the demons of desire and he uses all the power in him to fight it when he gulps and keeps his eyes on Felix's, doesn't let them drop to his lips as he speaks "Should I clean you up, vixen?" The voice is gentle and soothingly coaxes Felix out of the wonderland he is so desperately clinging to, looking up at Hyunjin the blue-haired shakes his head no
"Can you stay inside a little longer?"
his eyes are hopeful, glinting with sensuality and Hyunjin can't deny it, not with the power he has, not with the fatality he burrows under his skin, not with his satanic background—not with anything he has because this boy he met in a bar had shaken him terribly and he doesn't know why he has this much impact on him, why this boy's body is slowly becoming a temple he would give up his life to visit even though he had never been religious. It was good sex--Hyunjin reminds himself, it's been months since he last fucked someone, and his streak of remaining untouched was broken by someone who was extremely attractive and insanely good in bed
these were the only two reasons Hyunjin was breaking all his rules and acting like someone he wasn't, there wasn't any other cause, surely. Hyunjin licks his lips and nods lightly "Yes, yes I can" He didn't need to answer but he did anyway and his velvety voice reverberated in Felix's senses before he purses his lips promptly to give a response and rushes to bury himself back in Hyunjin's arms. He should stop Felix, that's how it would usually go had it been anyone else, tell him that he'll stay inside but ask him not to cling to him like they were lovers but he does nothing to stop the latter and instead tightens his masculine arms around him
they remain close, bodies against one another and faces buried in each other's necks, inhaling the familiarly comforting scents and indulging in this pleasure. It's all silent and quiet, the only sounds that come and go are the winds howling outside, rustling the sheer curtains, and billowing them but the gentle quiet is disturbed by a sudden sob that comes like an unexpected tsunami. Hyunjin is shaken with perplexion, feels something wet drip in the crook of his neck and the sobs elucidate that its tears, he doesn't know what is going on, doesn't understand what had made the freckled boy break into sobs out of nowhere
his eyebrows furrow and a look of confusion is written everywhere on his face "Felix?" The third time he'd taken his name wasn't during sex, it was in an attempt to gather the latter's attention and query him. Still, it sounds as mellow as a meadow in the midst of a fantasy land. Felix doesn't answer but his sobs never stop and Hyunjin grows further befuddled, what had caused the blue-haired to cry? Had it been him? did he do something wrong? It dawns on him like the drops of rain before a rain-storm and he can't help but become anxious
"Did I do something wrong?"
No nickname added, no tone that suggests seduction, and no playful demeanor, just pure seriousness, and sincerity. He may not be a caring or kind person by any means but he was always going to make sure he hadn't been hurtful or disrespectful during sex, he was brutality born in human skin but he was always courteous to his partners in bed, perhaps when Aphrodite had carved him with her bare hands, she added this small quality as a redeeming one along the sides of his countless bad ones, like a daisy in poisonous ivy.
Felix shakes his head no, sniffles lightly and tightens his grip on Hyunjin's neck. The blond is left with no answers but at least he knows now that it hadn't been him who had caused this waterfall of sorrow. He stays quiet for a second, assembles his scattered senses and while he's doing so, he subconsciously grazes the tips of his fingers against the bare of Felix's back, in his mind he's recalling things that have passed them by and trying to understand what could cause Felix to cry but in physicality, he's so softly kissing away Felix's bruises without even realizing he was doing so
his fingertips feel like rose petals against a wound that isn't fully healed and itching to be scabbed, like a gentle wind in your hair when you feel too occupied by reality. A state of grace is that touch and Felix finds the hands of fate gripping tightly onto both of them so they don't fade away in time, he likes the sensation of Hyunjin's mindless touch, finds his heavy heart turning lighter even when Hyunjin hasn't even done anything to comfort him. Stretched minutes later, Hyunjin has finally concluded that it was because of the man they'd encountered earlier in the restrooms, presumably Felix's ex-lover
His blood begins to lightly simmer at the thought of said man but he keeps the reigns of his senses tight in his grips and doesn't let them loose. Even though he now knows the reason for Felix's tears he still doesn't ask or confirm his doubts, lets Felix's grief be and only sinks back in the bed, the rational part of his mind tells him to push the blue-haired off of him and leave to do the business he ought to do in the first place but he doesn't listen to it, only grips lightly on the curve of Felix's waist knowing very well his handprints are already carved there in crimson
his heartbeat matches well with Felix's and he can feel everything clearer than he usually does, the blue-haired's walls gripping him restfully, his skin against his own and the way he continuously nuzzles his nose in Hyunjin's neck and lets out soft sobs, it all feels weirdly too real and Hyunjin doesn't know why he doesn't hate it. A sigh escapes his lips as he stares up at the ceiling, his head resting on the headboard of the spacious bed, legs stretched out and hands on Felix. He hears the clock tick alongside Felix's breath but doesn't feel an urgency to shove away the boy
though a divergent desire does rise within him as he looks down at Felix's hidden face, snakes an arm around his waist and shifts slightly, earning a gasp from the latter. He had tried his best to not move too much but had clearly failed as Felix parts from his neck and gazes at him with round eyes that are bloodshot red, Hyunjin is quick when he assures him he hadn't done that intentionally as he shows him the cigarette case and lighter in his hand which had been previously set on the bedside table. Felix takes a second to gaze at it before he hides in Hyunjin's embrace and the blond doesn't stop him
doesn't lash out with a trail of profanities insulting the blue-haired like he would do, instead, he moves him lightly so he'd be much comfortably inside of him with the help of his large hand which was holding Felix's waist "Comfortable?" The first words after a long while had been spoken between them and it came from Hyunjin while Felix only hums in response. The taller licks his lips and clicks open the cigarette case, grabs an ebony slim stick and shuts it back when he places the cigarette between his lips and throws the case which bounces off of the mattress before finally dropping
the lighter clicks and ignites a fire and Hyunjin drags a long puff of smoke, inhales before exhaling it just slightly. The blue-haired is still sitting on his dick and he finds an odd sense of serenity spreading across his chest, not because his length is occupied but for some other unknown reason he is yet to discover. The fatal stick remains in his mouth, Felix remains in his arms and the night is growing old, evening has passed them by and dawn is closer than yesterday was
both of them don't know what this is, don't know why they've found each other or why they've grown to have what they have but an ataraxy is present between them and not much needs to be done or said in this moment, they're content with it as it is, what the next sun will bring can be destructible but it can never destroy this night from their memories.
and now, at the end of dusk, as Felix sits in Hyunjin's arms he fathoms wonderland wasn't the ecstasy he feels from Hyunjin's otherwordly sexual skills, it's instead the man himself. Hyunjin wasn't just his escapism but his wonderland, the one he'd promised to take Felix to.
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this story might be a shit show but there's a possibility somebody will enjoy it since one's yuck is another's yum 😋 so please let me know your thoughts on this 😭 secondly, I want to clear the air about the amount of smutty scenes in this book, since this was intended to be a one-shot smut thing there was initially a lot of smut planned, I even got on a kink generator to write some fun things but good heavens the things they told me there left me scarred and I decided to go with the usual, do let me know if it's getting too much and I'll tone it down <3 I love you, thank you for reading mwah