Warnings: smut top Hyunjin!
Genre: smut
Words: 3358
Publish date: 13-04-24
A/N: See the end of the one shot for more notes
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"Fuck," Jeongin muttered under his breath as he glanced at the clock on the wall. It was well past office hours, and yet, he and Hyunjin were still stuck in the office, drowning in piles of unfinished work. With a weary sigh, he rubbed his temples, the weight of the day pressing down on him.
Hyunjin, seated at his desk, glanced up from his laptop at Jeongin's frustrated exclamation. "Language, Jeongin," he chided, a hint of amusement in his voice. "We're still in the office, remember?"
Jeongin shot Hyunjin a half-hearted glare before slumping back in his chair, the enthusiasm for work long gone. "I know, I know," he grumbled, pushing his chair back and crossing his arms over his chest. "But seriously, when are we going to finish all of this? I've got better things to do than stare at spreadsheets all night."
Hyunjin raised an eyebrow at Jeongin's dramatic display. "Like what?" he asked, a playful glint in his eyes. "Watch cat videos on your phone?"
Jeongin rolled his eyes, resisting the urge to stick his tongue out at Hyunjin like a child. "Very funny," he retorted, reaching for his phone and pretending to ignore the mountain of paperwork in front of him. "You know, if you were a good boyfriend, you'd let me leave early."
Hyunjin chuckled at Jeongin's attempt to bargain his way out of work. "Nice try," he said, shaking his head. "But we both know that's not how it works."
Jeongin let out an exaggerated sigh, slumping further in his chair until he was practically horizontal. "You're no fun," he grumbled, shooting Hyunjin a playful glare. "Why did I ever agree to date my boss?
Hyunjin couldn't help but smile at Jeongin's antics, despite the growing pile of work on his desk. "Because I'm irresistible," he replied with a smirk, winking at Jeongin teasingly.
Jeongin rolled his eyes, unable to suppress a smile of his own. "More like insufferable," he muttered under his breath, earning a playful swat on the arm from Hyunjin.
"Hey, watch it," Hyunjin said, feigning offense. "Remember who signs your paychecks."
Jeongin grinned, leaning back in his chair with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Oh, I remember," he said, his voice dripping with mock seriousness. "Which is why I think I deserve a raise for putting up with you."
Hyunjin chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. "Nice thinking, Jeongin," he said, turning back to his work with a playful smile. "But you'll have to earn that raise like everyone else."
Jeongin let out a mock gasp, clutching his chest dramatically. "You wound me, boss," he said, feigning hurt. "Here I am, pouring my heart and soul into this job, and all I get is more work."
Hyunjin couldn't help but laugh at Jeongin's theatrics. "You're lucky you're cute, and my love" he said winking in Jeongin’s direction.
Jeongin shifted uncomfortably in his chair, a frustrated groan escaping his lips as he tried to adjust his position. "Hyunjin," he whined, casting a pointed glare at his seat, "this chair is killing my back. I think it's broken."
Hyunjin glanced over at Jeongin's chair, his eyebrows raising in amusement at the sight of Jeongin's dramatics. "Broken?" he echoed, a teasing smirk playing on his lips. "Or maybe you've just been jumping on it again."
Jeongin's cheeks flushed with embarrassment at Hyunjin's accusation, knowing all too well that he had a tendency to fidget when he was stressed. "I haven't been jumping on it," he protested weakly, though the guilt in his voice betrayed him.
Hyunjin chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. "Sure, sure," he said, his tone laced with amusement. "And I suppose it’s just a coincidence."
Jeongin pouted, crossing his arms over his chest in a petulant display. "It's not funny, Hyunjin," he grumbled, shooting Hyunjin a pointed glare. "I need a new chair." Jeongin let out an exasperated sigh, frustration mounting as he struggled to focus on his work. "I can't work like this," he muttered under his breath, shooting a pleading look at Hyunjin.
Hyunjin couldn't resist teasing Jeongin a little further. "Let's see how broken it really is," he said with a mischievous glint in his eyes, rising from his own chair and making his way over to Jeongin's desk.
Jeongin watched with a mixture of anticipation and apprehension as Hyunjin lowered himself into his supposedly broken chair, his heart skipping a beat at the sight of Hyunjin's easy confidence
"Hmm," Hyunjin mused, rocking back and forth in the chair, "not bad at all. In fact, I'd say it's pretty comfortable."
Jeongin frowned, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment as Hyunjin's playful smirk caught him off guard. "Hyunjin, don't be ridiculous," he protested weakly, though his heart raced at the thought of Hyunjin sitting in his chair.
But before Jeongin could say another word, Hyunjin reached out and pulled him onto his lap, his strong arms wrapping around Jeongin's waist as he whispered into his ear, "Why don't you give it a try? I promise it's much more comfortable than it looks."
Jeongin's breath caught in his throat at the sudden intimacy, his cheeks burning crimson as he felt Hyunjin's warmth enveloping him. "Hyunjin, what are you doing?" he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.
Hyunjin simply chuckled, his lips brushing against Jeongin's ear in a tantalizing caress. "Just making sure you're comfortable," he murmured, his voice low and seductive.
Jeongin settled onto Hyunjin's lap, the warmth of his embrace sending a shiver down his spine, he couldn't help but feel a rush of desire coursing through him.
Hyunjin noticed Jeongin's struggle to maintain himself, a mischievous glint sparkled in his eyes. With a playful smile, he pretended innocence, typing away on his laptop while his arm remained draped casually around Jeongin's waist.
Jeongin's cheeks flared crimson, the warmth spreading down to the nape of his neck as he struggled to concentrate on his work. His fingers hovered over the keyboard, the letters blurring before his eyes.
"Hyunjin," Jeongin muttered, his voice barely a whisper, "I can't focus like this."
Hyunjin glanced over at Jeongin with feigned innocence, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "Focus?" he echoed, his tone dripping with faux naivety. "What do you mean, Jeongin? I'm just trying to offer some moral support."
Jeongin's eyes widened in disbelief at Hyunjin's audacity, a mixture of amusement and arousal swirling in his chest. "Moral support?" he repeated incredulously, unable to suppress a nervous laugh.
Hyunjin nodded earnestly, his smirk growing wider by the second. "Of course," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm here to make sure you're... comfortable."
Jeongin's breath caught in his throat as he realized the full extent of Hyunjin's teasing. His cheeks burned hotter as he struggled to come up with a witty retort, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.
With a playful wink, Hyunjin returned his attention to his laptop, his fingers dancing across the keyboard with practiced ease. "Now, why don't you focus on your work, sweetheart?" he said, his voice laced with amusement. "I'll be right here, offering my... support."
Jeongin attempted to compose himself and return to his work, he couldn't shake the feeling of Hyunjin's playful taunts lingering in the air.
As Hyunjin watched Jeongin, his cheeks flushed and his demeanor nervous, a surge of desire pulsed through him. He couldn't deny the effect Jeongin's innocence and vulnerability had on him. With a sharp intake of breath, he bit down on his lower lip, trying to suppress the rising tide of arousal that threatened to consume him.
"Fuck," Hyunjin muttered under his breath, his voice barely audible. His fingers tightened around the edge of the desk as he fought to regain control, his heart pounding in his chest.
The sight of Jeongin all flustered and red sent a wave of heat coursing through Hyunjin's veins, his body responding instinctively to the sight before him. Every nerve in his body screamed for him to give in, to pull Jeongin close and lose himself in the intoxicating heat of the moment.
But with a final, desperate effort, Hyunjin forced himself to look away, his jaw clenched in frustration. He couldn't risk losing control, not here, not now.
As they continued to work in tense silence, Hyunjin's mind raced with forbidden thoughts, his desire burning hotter with each passing moment.
As Jeongin turned on Hyunjin's lap to ask him a question, Hyunjin felt his resolve crumble like a house of cards. With Jeongin's warmth pressing against him, his hand instinctively wrapped around Jeongin's waist tightened, pulling him closer.
Without a second thought, Hyunjin's other hand cupped Jeongin's face, his thumb gently caressing his cheek as he leaned in, their lips meeting in a fervent kiss. It was as if the floodgates had opened, releasing all the pent-up desire and longing that had been simmering beneath the surface.
Their kiss was fiery and passionate, a dance of lips and tongues that spoke volumes without a single word. In that moment, there was no office, no work, no responsibilities. There was only the two of them,
As their kiss deepened, Hyunjin's hand, which had been firmly wrapped around Jeongin's waist, began to trail down beneath his button-up shirt. Jeongin gasped softly as he felt Hyunjin's touch ignite a fire within him, sending shivers of anticipation down his spine.
"Hyunjin," Jeongin whispered, his voice husky with desire, "what are you doing?"
Hyunjin's lips curved into a seductive smile as he leaned in closer to Jeongin, his breath hot against his ear. "Just exploring," he murmured, his voice low and sensual, "seeing where this takes us."
Jeongin's heart raced at Hyunjin's words, his body trembling with anticipation as Hyunjin's fingers continued their tantalizing descent, caressing the curves of his body with a possessive hunger.
Their kiss grew more passionate, fueled by the intoxicating rush of desire that pulsed between them. Jeongin arched into Hyunjin's touch, his skin burning with need as Hyunjin's hand traced the smooth skin of his stomach.
With a soft gasp, Jeongin pressed closer to Hyunjin, his fingers tangling in the fabric of his shirt as he lost himself in the heat of the moment. "Hyunjin," he murmured, his voice thick with longing, "don't stop.
Hyunjin's lips trailed a path of fiery kisses along Jeongin's jawline and down his neck, his touch setting Jeongin's skin ablaze with pleasure. "Never," he whispered, his voice rough with desire, "I'll never stop loving you."
Jeongin's eyes widened in horror as a sudden thought crossed his mind, breaking the spell of their intimate moment. "Hyunjin, wait!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with urgency.
Hyunjin raised an eyebrow in confusion, his fingers still lingering against Jeongin's skin. "What is it, Jeongin?" he asked, concern etched in his features.
"We don't need to put pressure on this chair," Jeongin blurted out, his words tumbling out in a rush. "I once read in a news article how a man got impaled by the metallic bar of his chair. It... it penetrated through him!”
Hyunjin's expression shifted from confusion to amusement as he realized the source of Jeongin's sudden panic. "Damn, that would be some pain in ass" he said with a chuckle, "you're still thinking about this damn chair even when I'm with you?" Hyunjin said almost in a menacing tone.
Jeongin's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he realized how ridiculous he must sound. "I... I just thought we should be careful," he mumbled, unable to meet Hyunjin's gaze.
But Hyunjin's laughter was infectious yet maniac, his arms wrapping around Jeongin as he pulled him close. "I promise I'll protect you from the evil chair, Jeongin," he teased, pressing a gentle kiss to Jeongin's forehead. "But right now, focus on me."
"Jeongin," he said with a smirk, his arms still wrapped around him, "I was actually thinking of making you ride me, but considering the broken chair situation, I guess I'll have to take matters into my own hands."
Jeongin's cheeks flushed crimson at Hyunjin's bold remark, a mixture of embarrassment and arousal flooding through him. "Hyunjin!" he exclaimed, his voice a mixture of shock and desire, "You can't just say things like that out of nowhere!"
Hyunjin chuckled at Jeongin's reaction, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Can't blame a guy for trying," he teased, his fingers tracing gentle circles on Jeongin's back.
Despite his embarrassment, Jeongin couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at Hyunjin's suggestive words. "You're incorrigible," he muttered, trying to sound indignant but failing miserably.
"And you love it," Hyunjin replied with a wink, pulling Jeongin closer until their lips were inches apart.
In a hushed yet deliberate motion, Hyunjin's strong arms lifted Jeongin, effortlessly placing him atop the table. The movement caused a scattering of papers and office supplies, echoing the urgency of their desire in the otherwise quiet room. Jeongin's breath hitched as he felt Hyunjins hands against his heated skin.
With a hungry gaze, Hyunjin leaned in, his hands moving with purpose as he deftly undid a few buttons of Jeongin's shirt. Each button that came undone revealed more of Jeongin's smooth, inviting skin, sending a surge of anticipation through Hyunjin's veins.
Jeongin's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue as he watched Hyunjin's intense focus, his own heart pounding with excitement. The air between them crackled with tension, the anticipation of what was to come electrifying every nerve in his body.
Unable to resist any longer, Hyunjin closed the distance between them, capturing Jeongin's lips in a searing kiss. It was wild and untamed, a fervent exHyunjinge of passion that left them both breathless and craving more.
Their tongues danced in a heated embrace, each movement fueling the flames of desire that raged between them. Hyunjin's hands roamed hungrily over Jeongin's exposed skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake as they explored every inch of his body.
Jeongin's senses were overwhelmed by the sensation of Hyunjin's touch, his fingers tracing patterns of pleasure across his skin. Every brush of skin against skin sent shivers down his spine, igniting a primal need deep within him.
With a fierce hunger in his eyes, Hyunjin's hand trailed down Jeongin's side, fingers grazing over the fabric of his pants before reaching for the hem. There was an unspoken urgency between them, a magnetic pull that drove Hyunjin to take action.
Jeongin's breath caught in his throat as he felt Hyunjin's touch inching lower, anticipation coursing through his veins. "Hyunjin," he murmured, his voice barely a whisper, "we... we shouldn't..."
But Hyunjin silenced him with a passionate kiss, his lips claiming Jeongin's with a fervor that left him weak in the knees. "Shh, Jeongin," he breathed against his lips, his voice husky with desire, "trust me."
With a swift motion, Hyunjin tugged down Jeongin's pants, revealing more of his heated skin to the cool air of the room. Their eyes locked in a heated gaze, each wordless exHyunjinge speaking volumes of their shared desire.
Jeongin's heart pounded in his chest as he surrendered himself to the intoxicating whirlwind of sensations, his body trembling with anticipation. "Hyunjin," he gasped, his voice thick with need, "I want you..."
And as Hyunjin's lips crashed against his once more, their bodies entwined in a fiery embrace, they knew that nothing could ever extinguish the flames of their passion.
With a primal hunger burning in his eyes, Hyunjin's fingers fumbled with the button of his pants, urgency pulsating through every movement. He was already hard, the anticipation of being with Jeongin driving him to the brink of madness.
As Jeongin gasped beneath him, Hyunjin's lips found their way to his, swallowing his moans of pleasure as he pushed his length inside him with a desperate need. The sensation of their bodies joining sent shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through them both, igniting a fire that threatened to consume them whole. "God, Jeongin," he groaned against his lips, his voice thick with desire, "you're so fucking tight, driving me insane."
Jeongin's gasps turned into muffled cries of pleasure as he felt Hyunjin filling him completely, his body trembling with the intensity of their connection. Tears of pleasure and love welled up in his eyes, the overwhelming sensation threatening to overwhelm him. Jeongin's nails dug into Hyunjin's back, his legs wrapping around him as he surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure
But Hyunjin was there, his touch gentle yet commanding as he kissed away Jeongin's tears, his own passion mirrored in his eyes. With each thrust, he poured his love and desire into Jeongin, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony as they danced on the precipice of ecstasy.
"Harder, Hyunjin," he begged, his voice hoarse with need, "take me, fuck me like you own me."
With each powerful thrust, Hyunjin drove deeper into Jeongin, his movements becoming more primal and urgent with each passing moment. "You're mine, Jeongin," he growled, his voice dripping with lust, "mine to pleasure, mine to claim."
Hyunjin's lips left a fiery trail from Jeongin's mouth to his neck, the very spot he adored most. With each tender kiss and lingering nip, Hyunjin ignited a fervent fire within Jeongin's core, drawing forth a symphony of moans and gasps.
Jeongin's fingers tangled in Hyunjin's hair, urging him closer as waves of pleasure washed over him. "Yes, Hyunjin," he whispered hoarsely, his voice thick with need, "right there... don't stop."
Hyunjin's breath was hot against Jeongin's skin as he trailed kisses along his neck, each touch sending sparks of electricity dancing along his spine. "You taste so fucking good, Jeongin," Hyunjin murmured, his voice husky with desire, "I could devour you all night.
With each lingering kiss, Hyunjin worshipped Jeongin's neck with an intensity that left him trembling with ecstasy. It was a dance of passion and longing, a symphony of desire that echoed through the empty office, binding them together in a shared moment of raw intimacy.
Hyunjin's hands wandered with purpose, seeking out every inch of Jeongin's body. With each firm thrust, Hyunjin's pace quickened, his hips meeting Jeongin's with a relentless rhythm. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the air, punctuated by the symphony of their moans and gasps. ”Fuck Jeongin, Fuck.”
Jeongin's senses were ablaze, every nerve ending alight with pleasure as Hyunjin's every movement sent waves of ecstasy coursing through him. And then, with a precise angle, Hyunjin's thrusts hit Jeongin's prostate with a force that stole his breath away. “Oh my god Hyunjin.”
A guttural cry tore from Jeongin's lips as pleasure exploded within him, white-hot and all-consuming. His body tensed, his muscles coiling like a spring ready to release, as Hyunjin's relentless assault pushed him closer and closer to the edge
And then, with a primal roar, Jeongin succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure, his release crashing over him in wave after wave of ecstasy. His cries of ecstasy filled the room, mingling with Hyunjin's own primal groans as they reached the pinnacle of their passion together.
As they collapsed in a tangle of limbs, their bodies spent and sated, there was an undeniable sense of fulfillment that washed over them.
As they caught their breath, Jeongin couldn't help but let out a giggle. "Well, that certainly wasn't on the agenda for today's work," he quipped, a playful glint in his eyes.
Hyunjin chuckled, his fingers tracing lazy circles on Jeongin's back. "Nope, but I think it was a much better use of our time," he replied, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.
Jeongin grinned, leaning in to steal a quick kiss. "Definitely beats staring at spreadsheets," he agreed, his voice filled with contentment.
Hyunjin pulled him closer, their bodies still buzzing with the lingering echoes of pleasure. "I think we just redefined 'team building',"
“More like pleasure building,”
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A/N: my mids are from Monday but I have written the chapters so that updates might be slow but they will definitely be there. I will surely update when I get done so stay tuned.....