The first time it happened, they’re both drunk, young and horny. Jinyoung comes to a sudden realisation that Mark is a lot hotter than he originally thought. Yes, they’re best friends, but they’re also drunk, young and can he just say that they’re both horny, again?
Mark is leaning against the bathroom door, looking like he’s trying to figure out the great mystery of life after the shots he was dared to down at the party earlier. Jinyoung doesn’t think, just leans forward and presses his lips against Mark’s. The response he gets is immediate, willing.
The kiss burns its way into Jinyoung and before he knows it his hands are under Mark’s shirt, feeling all the muscles. And then Mark’s hands are on him, pulling at his shirt, pushing down his pants and they stumble backwards into the shower.
Jinyoung scrambles to find some purchase against the slick tiled walls of the shower. It’s too wet, too slippery, both the shower wall and himself. Mark has worked his way inside and has both hands on Jinyoung’s hips as he moves, every stroke harder, deeper. It sends Jinyoung’s mind reeling, his head banging against the wall as Mark presses closer, grabs harder.
Jinyoung comes with Mark’s name on his lips, Mark buried as deep as he can get inside him. It takes Mark a few more thrusts before he releases with a guttural sound from deep within his throat and then they’re both collapsing on the shower floor, worn out. Jinyoung doesn’t miss the way Mark’s lips press softly against his temple, humming in satisfaction.
They don’t talk about it the next day. It’s as if it never happened, but Jinyoung doesn’t miss the way Mark glares at anyone who looks at him, doesn’t miss the way Mark is extra affectionate, holding his hand and slinging an arm around his shoulder whenever someone tries to talk to him.
Jinyoung felt mischievous and decided to conduct a little…experiment. The perfect opportunity came along in the form of a sweet lower classman named Youngjae, who smiles as if Jinyoung were his world. Youngjae asks him out after class and Jinyoung looks at Mark right in the eyes when he says yes, he’d love to. They agree to go out that weekend.
The weekend rolls around faster than Jinyoung would have expected and he’s just slipping on his jacket when Mark walks into his room. Jinyoung sees the way Mark is watching him through the mirror and he makes a show of fixing his hair and shirt.
“Where are you going?” Mark asks.
Jinyoung shrugs and runs a hand through his hair. “I’m going out.”
“With who?“
“Youngjae.”
They say nothing more about it and it’s only when the doorbell rings that Mark asks him what Jinyoung knows he’s been wanting to ask.
“What time are you coming back?”
“Later.” Jinyoung says because he knows that is the last thing Mark wants to hear.
“I’ll wait for you then.”
Jinyoung turns around and smiles. “You don’t have to hyung. Go to sleep.”
Jinyoung leaves and he knows Mark has no intention of sleeping. He goes out with Youngjae and they have fun, but he can’t get the thought of Mark pacing like a restless tiger back in their dorm out of his head.
He gets Youngjae to take him back home early, excusing himself and walking away when Youngjae tries to kiss him. Jinyoung has barely gotten his shoes off when two hands grab him and push him against the nearest wall.
“You’re home early.” Mark growls in his ear. “What’s the problem? You don’t like them cute and adorable?”
Jinyoung wants to say that no, he doesn’t like them cute and adorable, he likes them strong and slightly sadistic, but he can’t make words come out. All he can do is gasp as Mark bites down on his ear, his breath horribly erratic as Mark’s hands find themselves under his jacket.
“What?” Mark asks, voice pitched low as he moves his body in a way that makes Jinyoung wish he was naked and in bed. Jinyoung alters his breath and tries again, a little louder this time.
“I need you, Mark.“ Jinyoung manages.
Mark loosens up, from surprise or something else but it doesn’t matter because now Jinyoung can turn around. He does and then Mark is pulling off his jacket and Jinyoung’s hands are pulling on Mark’s hair wanting to bring him closer. He hears Mark moan against his mouth and it occurs to him that they aren’t drunk this time. This time it’s real and whatever happens now, there is no going back.
He hadn’t realized how wanting, how very desperate he was until Mark is naked and they’re falling into his bed. Mark has a death grip on Jinyoung’s left thigh and those hips are moving and Jinyoung can’t think because fuck, he wants this so bad.
They move together, hard and fast, their moans mixing together as their hips move to meet. Jinyoung’s fingers are digging into Mark’s shoulder and Mark’s breath is hot against his neck. When he looks up his eyes meet Mark’s and there is something there that has Jinyoung coming, screaming his name.
“I love you. I love you. I fucking love you, Jinyoung ” Mark says over and over as he keeps moving, hips punctuating each syllable. Jinyoung moans his agreement and when Mark finally comes down from his high they fall asleep, legs tangled together, sticky but neither wanting to move.
They’re pretty much official after that and everyone in their college knows it. No one dares to come anywhere near Jinyoung because Mark will tear them apart and no one goes near Mark because Jinyoung doesn’t like it. It’s like they’re suddenly untouchable, the popular people dating and everyone is jealous because fuck, Jinyoung and Mark are hot and they look gorgeous together.
It’s a month later and there is something wrong. Jinyoung knows there is something wrong when Mark refuses to look at him while they’re walking to class. He knows there is something wrong because Mark is always smiling and holding his hand and chattering away about something or the other. Mark is never this cold and distant and Mark never ignores him.
It takes him two days to realize what the problem is and then Jinyoung decides he wants to play. It’s Jaebum. Jaebum is a new student, very good looking and very protective of his dongsaengs. For some reason Jaebum likes Jinyoung, warms up to him and won’t let anyone near him. Jaebum knows that Jinyoung is dating Mark, but Jaebum doesn’t seem to care.
Whenever Mark is with Jinyoung, Jaebum goes over and asks Jinyoung for help. At first Jinyoung had brought Mark along and together they showed Jaebum where everything was. But ever since Mark started acting weird, Jinyoung leaves him behind. He does it on purpose because he knows that look in Mark’s eyes.
When he meets Mark at the end of the day they say nothing. They go home together, not touching, not even breathing too hard. Jinyoung can feel the tension between them, the delicious electrical current of desire. He’s almost shaking when they get home. As soon as the door closes behind them Mark is pressing him against it, body as close as he can get it.
“Do you like it?” Mark growls, biting down hard on Jinyoung’s neck. “Do you like seeing me worked up? Does it make you happy?”
Jinyoung wants to say that yes he enjoys it very much, likes watching Mark lose control, but he can’t because Mark is moving and Jinyoung can’t think anymore. They go at it right against the front door, their breaths turning into pants and then loud moans, because they don’t care who hears them. Mark wants everyone to hear them and Jinyoung just doesn’t care because it feels so fucking good.
They crawl into bed an hour later and Mark is again docile and calm. He talks to Jinyoung, tells him about his day until Jinyoung can’t keep his eyes open anymore. He puts his head on Mark’s shoulder and goes to sleep, because maybe tomorrow he wants to see how Mark likes seeing him hanging around with that new transfer Jackson
ครั้งแรกที่มันเกิดขึ้น พวกเขากำลังเมา หนุ่ม และมีเขา Jinyoung มาปัญหาฉับพลันที่ว่าหมายร้อนมากกว่าเดิมคิดว่า ใช่ พวกเขากำลังสุดเพื่อน แต่พวกเขากำลังยัง เมา หนุ่ม และเขาเพียงแต่พูดว่า พวกเขากำลังทั้งเขาตะพด อีกหรือไม่หมายจะพิงกับประตูห้องน้ำ ดูเหมือนเขาพยายามคิดออกปริศนาดีของชีวิตหลังจากภาพที่เขาไม่กล้าลงที่พรรคก่อนหน้านี้ Jinyoung ไม่คิด เพียงเอนไปข้างหน้า แล้วกดริมฝีปากของเขากับของเครื่องหมาย คำตอบที่เขาได้รับได้ทันที ยินดีจูบแบบเผาทางเข้า Jinyoung และก่อนที่เขารู้ว่า มือของเขาอยู่ภายใต้เสื้อท็อบ รู้สึกกล้ามเนื้อทั้งหมด แล้วมือของเครื่องหมายอยู่บนเขา ดึงที่เสื้อของเขา ผลักดันลงกางเกงของเขา และพวกเขาสะดุดย้อนกลับเข้าไปในห้อง Scrambles Jinyoung หาซื้อบางกับ slick ที่กระเบื้องผนังของห้อง มันจะเกินไปเปียก ลื่นเกินไป ผนังห้องอาบน้ำและตัวเอง ทำเครื่องหมายทำทางของเขาภายใน และมีมือทั้งสองบนสะโพกของ Jinyoung กับเขาย้าย ทุกจังหวะหนัก ลึก ส่งใจของ Jinyoung reeling พรมศีรษะพวกกำแพงกดหมายใกล้ grabs หนักJinyoung มาพร้อมกับชื่อของเครื่องหมายบนริมฝีปากของเขา หมายฝังลึกเขาจะได้รับภายในเขา ใช้หมาย thrusts อีกกี่ก่อนเขาออก ด้วยเสียง guttural จากส่วนลึกภายในคอของเขาแล้ว พวกเขากำลังทั้งยุบชั้นน้ำ ทรุดโทรม Jinyoung ไม่พลาดแบบริมฝีปากของหมายกดเบา ๆ กับวัดเขา ฮัมในความพึงพอใจThey don’t talk about it the next day. It’s as if it never happened, but Jinyoung doesn’t miss the way Mark glares at anyone who looks at him, doesn’t miss the way Mark is extra affectionate, holding his hand and slinging an arm around his shoulder whenever someone tries to talk to him.Jinyoung felt mischievous and decided to conduct a little…experiment. The perfect opportunity came along in the form of a sweet lower classman named Youngjae, who smiles as if Jinyoung were his world. Youngjae asks him out after class and Jinyoung looks at Mark right in the eyes when he says yes, he’d love to. They agree to go out that weekend.The weekend rolls around faster than Jinyoung would have expected and he’s just slipping on his jacket when Mark walks into his room. Jinyoung sees the way Mark is watching him through the mirror and he makes a show of fixing his hair and shirt.“Where are you going?” Mark asks.Jinyoung shrugs and runs a hand through his hair. “I’m going out.”“With who?““Youngjae.”They say nothing more about it and it’s only when the doorbell rings that Mark asks him what Jinyoung knows he’s been wanting to ask.“What time are you coming back?”“Later.” Jinyoung says because he knows that is the last thing Mark wants to hear.“I’ll wait for you then.”Jinyoung turns around and smiles. “You don’t have to hyung. Go to sleep.”Jinyoung leaves and he knows Mark has no intention of sleeping. He goes out with Youngjae and they have fun, but he can’t get the thought of Mark pacing like a restless tiger back in their dorm out of his head. He gets Youngjae to take him back home early, excusing himself and walking away when Youngjae tries to kiss him. Jinyoung has barely gotten his shoes off when two hands grab him and push him against the nearest wall.“You’re home early.” Mark growls in his ear. “What’s the problem? You don’t like them cute and adorable?”Jinyoung wants to say that no, he doesn’t like them cute and adorable, he likes them strong and slightly sadistic, but he can’t make words come out. All he can do is gasp as Mark bites down on his ear, his breath horribly erratic as Mark’s hands find themselves under his jacket.“What?” Mark asks, voice pitched low as he moves his body in a way that makes Jinyoung wish he was naked and in bed. Jinyoung alters his breath and tries again, a little louder this time.“I need you, Mark.“ Jinyoung manages.Mark loosens up, from surprise or something else but it doesn’t matter because now Jinyoung can turn around. He does and then Mark is pulling off his jacket and Jinyoung’s hands are pulling on Mark’s hair wanting to bring him closer. He hears Mark moan against his mouth and it occurs to him that they aren’t drunk this time. This time it’s real and whatever happens now, there is no going back.He hadn’t realized how wanting, how very desperate he was until Mark is naked and they’re falling into his bed. Mark has a death grip on Jinyoung’s left thigh and those hips are moving and Jinyoung can’t think because fuck, he wants this so bad.They move together, hard and fast, their moans mixing together as their hips move to meet. Jinyoung’s fingers are digging into Mark’s shoulder and Mark’s breath is hot against his neck. When he looks up his eyes meet Mark’s and there is something there that has Jinyoung coming, screaming his name.“I love you. I love you. I fucking love you, Jinyoung ” Mark says over and over as he keeps moving, hips punctuating each syllable. Jinyoung moans his agreement and when Mark finally comes down from his high they fall asleep, legs tangled together, sticky but neither wanting to move.They’re pretty much official after that and everyone in their college knows it. No one dares to come anywhere near Jinyoung because Mark will tear them apart and no one goes near Mark because Jinyoung doesn’t like it. It’s like they’re suddenly untouchable, the popular people dating and everyone is jealous because fuck, Jinyoung and Mark are hot and they look gorgeous together.It’s a month later and there is something wrong. Jinyoung knows there is something wrong when Mark refuses to look at him while they’re walking to class. He knows there is something wrong because Mark is always smiling and holding his hand and chattering away about something or the other. Mark is never this cold and distant and Mark never ignores him.It takes him two days to realize what the problem is and then Jinyoung decides he wants to play. It’s Jaebum. Jaebum is a new student, very good looking and very protective of his dongsaengs. For some reason Jaebum likes Jinyoung, warms up to him and won’t let anyone near him. Jaebum knows that Jinyoung is dating Mark, but Jaebum doesn’t seem to care.Whenever Mark is with Jinyoung, Jaebum goes over and asks Jinyoung for help. At first Jinyoung had brought Mark along and together they showed Jaebum where everything was. But ever since Mark started acting weird, Jinyoung leaves him behind. He does it on purpose because he knows that look in Mark’s eyes.When he meets Mark at the end of the day they say nothing. They go home together, not touching, not even breathing too hard. Jinyoung can feel the tension between them, the delicious electrical current of desire. He’s almost shaking when they get home. As soon as the door closes behind them Mark is pressing him against it, body as close as he can get it.“Do you like it?” Mark growls, biting down hard on Jinyoung’s neck. “Do you like seeing me worked up? Does it make you happy?”Jinyoung wants to say that yes he enjoys it very much, likes watching Mark lose control, but he can’t because Mark is moving and Jinyoung can’t think anymore. They go at it right against the front door, their breaths turning into pants and then loud moans, because they don’t care who hears them. Mark wants everyone to hear them and Jinyoung just doesn’t care because it feels so fucking good.They crawl into bed an hour later and Mark is again docile and calm. He talks to Jinyoung, tells him about his day until Jinyoung can’t keep his eyes open anymore. He puts his head on Mark’s shoulder and goes to sleep, because maybe tomorrow he wants to see how Mark likes seeing him hanging around with that new transfer Jackson
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