Four Months Ago
"Fangirls are weird." Off blurted randomly.
His eyebrows were furrowed in confusion, and he just shook his head with a tiny chuckle.
"How are they weird?" Gun asked, fixing the wrinkles out of his pajamas.
"Well- they enjoy watching two guys to forcibly kiss. That's weird."
Afterward, Gun laughed and fixed his hair, regardless of the fact he was about to go to sleep. "Look at it this way, we're raising awareness to the LGBTQ community. Plus its all in good fun and we make a lot of great friends and meet nice people."
Gun looked atl Off who was busy texting away on his phone.
"Wait. What?"
A pillow was soon thrown across the room. "P!" Gun whined. The boy wasn't even listening. "Who are you texting?"
"Krist is asking me a question." He put down the device and pushed his straightened obsidian hair out of the way.
"Why are you here anyway?" Gun pouted, pushing the covers from the bed.
It was their day off but the older insisted on spending the day with his Nong. Gun figured Off would go home by now but no- he was staying the night?
It's not as if he hasn't spent the night before.
However... Gun had a small cozy apartment with one bedroom, since his parents were currently living in China but sent money to pay for his food and rent, and whenever they shared a bed, he got nervous.
Off was already snuggled in, wearing nothing but his boxers- since all of Gun's clothes were significantly too small.
"I figured, since we have to shoot Off Gun Fun Night tomorrow, we can just arrive on set together."
Gun shrugged at the statement and got under the warm comforter. Though his back was turned, he could feel every shift made by the boy beside him
"What if we really kissed?" Off said, all of a sudden.
"P' we kiss all the time." Gun turned around, now facing the tall thai man.
"No. I meant like really kiss. No cameras. No script. Just us. We never had time to practice." Off seemed to inch closer with every word until Gun finally backed up.
His heart beating hard and fast, since when did his heart become a drum set?
"You're crazy." The younger tried to turn around but an arm around his waist stopped him. Off's arm.
"Wait- please. I just... Really like kissing you."
Was Off serious?
The sound of the air conditioner turning on pierced the silence adding to the texture of this fragile atmosphere. The two friends stared at each other, unaware of how to proceed within the tension.
Gun noticed Off swallow before flickering his eyes to his lips. Gun allowed Off to inch closer- he didn't know why- but soon the man was so close he could smell the shampoo from his hair.
Soon, Off pushed his lips onto Gun's and the shorter didn't waste time in kissing back.
Gun's chest thumped erratically, though he wasn't sure if it's solely him or somehow Off's heart assisted the noise. It started innocently enough. Their lips molding with one another, and their hands wandering. Gun held Off's cheeks before carefully running his hand to Off's hair.
As if kissing his crush on camera almost every week wasn't enough to kill him, the fact that that very man was against him. Kissing him passionately in bed.
Off couldn't help but bite on the bottom of his best friend's plump lips, sighing in relief at the sound of Gun's small moan.
It was that minimal sound that heated everything.
Gun felt the way Off's boxers tightened against him, and they stopped kissing.
"P'Off-?" Gun stuttered, immediately regretting that he had let this happen but his coworker still didn't say anything.
He just licked his own lips and pinned Gun down. Off's hardened cock pressed onto Gun's as he straddled him.
They humped against each other. Their breathing increased throughout the small room, making it very very hot. Gun wanted to stop this for fear their relationship would be changed but he couldn't stop. It just felt too damn good.
He wanted to touch Off, but the man only held his arms up, restricting him from moving anything but his hips. Gun moaned again, this time at the feeling of Off's wet tongue swiping along his neck.
"Sto-" the word refused to come out of his mouth. Instead, he was begging- "M-more."
Off smirked and assisted Gun with taking off his shirt before kissing a line of open mouth kisses down to his perky nipples.
Gun cried out in pleasure at the feeling of Off's mouth and hands pinching at him, but his senior didn't stop there. No. He kept heading south until he was playing with the hem of Gun's pajama pants.
"P' W-what are you doing?"
He saw the hesitation in the older man's eyes but it was gone when his adorable pink cock was being handled by Off's big hands.
He whimpered at the pleasure he felt when Off started to jerk him off.
P'Off was shameless. Bending down to taste Gun and there was no way this was his first time. He used his tongue and mouth to get Gun off like a pro.
"You sound so hot right now. I just want to fuck you." Off said against the tip of his Nong's dick.
Gun started to sputter cum from the dirty talk. "P' stop playing... Ah!" He arched his back, allowing himself to be devoured by Off's wet mouth.
Eventually, the shorter of the two gave in. The sounds of his moans increased as he gripped Off by his hair, shoving the latter down.
"F-fuck I'm... cum-" The feeling in his gut pulled and he was sputtering white stickiness into Off's mouth.
The liquid dripped down the side of the elder's mouth, onto the bedsheets.
"I'm sorry." Gun whimpered, hating the fact that he felt so turned on by the sight.
Off didn't look mad, instead, he smiled and wiped some of Gun's cum from his face with his thumb, all while licking up the rest.
The pale Senior bought his thumb to Gun's lips. "Lick it."
The nong's eyes widened and he noticed Off's bulge within his boxers so he did as told. Opening his mouth and pressing his plump lips to Off's thumb, tasting himself.
"Fuck-" The man moaned in disbelief.
He brought Gun closer and there, they made out. Their tongues rubbed against each other sensually.
The shorter of the two bashfully allowed his hands to wonder. He rubbed his fingertips along the tips of Off's bright nipples before going further south where he rested his hands on the man's abdomen.
He wanted to touch Off, desperately.
The older noticed Gun's hesitation and grabbed his hand, placing it in his underwear which was already soaked with pre-cum.
"...Gun." Off groaned.
Gun's hands moved up and down, with the help of his senior, of course, and Off couldn't help but stare, at the beautiful boy in front of him. Despite the darkness of the room, he could still see the tints of red across the bridge of Gun's nose and his ears.
His cock twitched merely from imagining how good Gun would look underneath him.
Writhing.
Gasping.
Moaning.
Begging.
If Off was honest, he'd been having these thoughts about his best friend for a while and they only increased once they started filming as lovers.
Off gripped Gun's wrist to stop his delicate hands from moving. "Wait here."
Gun only watched as his P' left the bed and immediately doubts started to fill his head.
He fucked up.
He ruined this friendship.
Gun immediately covered up with his hands feeling exposed. How could he have let this happen?
Off came back from the bathroom with a condom packet dangling from his mouth. He dropped his boxers, not breaking eye contact with the other and tore the packet, handing it to Gun.
Where in the world did he get those? Why did he bring them?
Gun licked his lips, admiring Off in his bare state.
"M- maybe we shouldn't do this." He noticed the way Off's eyes darkened as soon as he said the words.
"I've waited so long." The man pulled Gun in for a kiss, who in turn couldn't resist if he tried.
What did Off mean by that?
Gun didn't have to time to think about it or ask because Off was pulling his hips close allowing him to lay flat on his back.
"Suck." He demanded with two fingers to Gun's precious lips.
The younger man opened his mouth and coated Off's digits with his saliva.
"You don't have lube?" He asked afterward.
"Oh I do, you just look so fucking hot when you do that." Off admitted with a sly smirk before coating his fingers with clear lube.
Gun was about to scold the older man but could only suck in a breath as he pressed his cold fingers to his hole.
"Wai- fuck."
Off smirked as Gun gripped tightly onto his shoulder. "You're so fucking tight." The man slightly enjoyed watching Gun shake in pain, and when he felt as though the younger was ready he pulled his fingers out.
Gun could only stare as Off lubed his dick up and grab the discarded packet that way lying on the bed. He places it on himself, moaning quietly.
"You should be all prepped now." He scooted closer, pushing Gun's thighs apart.
Though the boy braced himself mentally, the pain and shock were massive as Off's length filled him up.
"It's so nice and wet." Off whispered, pressing a kiss to Gun's bare chest.
"S-shut up!"
The only noise was their strangled groans as Off thrust into his best friend.
"Do you like it this way? Slow and sensual?" The older boy experimented. "Or do you like- rough..."
Off sped up, gripping the headboard for balance. "...and fast." Off grunted, pounding into the smaller boy with no mercy, but he knew Gun liked it.
Gun's nails were dragged down his coworkers back. He almost wanted to turn around so Off can do him against the mattress. "Harder please." He practically cried.
"You have to beg. Scream my name Gun."
Off slowed down, torturously kissing the sides of Gun's mouth and neck. His pace remained, purposely waiting for the boy to do as he said.
Gun couldn't think, his mind was hazy and in heaven. Who knew sex with Off would feel so fucking amazing? He pulled Off closer, smashing their lips together.
"Off..." He panted, "Faster, please. I want to cum- with you."
"How romantic." Off teased. He snakes his hand to the front of Gun's waist gripping his member tightly, before loosening his hand and jacking the younger off.
Their movements were sloppy, but neither boy cared. They just wanted- no, needed to find that sweet sexual release.
Their breaths were mixed in together until they were both moaning each other's names. Gun came first, his sensitive cock shooting cum all over Off's fingertips, and the sight was too much for the latter. He pulled out quickly, allowing his own liquid to drip on the bed mixing in with Guns.
"Fuck." He groaned laying beside the other.
There was absolute silence. Both boys held their breaths, unaware of what to do- what to say.
Soon, Off's light snores released into the air, and finally, Gun could breathe normally. He sat up and looked at his coworker/best friend. He didn't know how to feel, or if he should regret what he just did.
He didn't even know that Off probably had a thing for men. Then again, Gun realized, he might not know a lot of things about him.