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"You're just so cute, hyung."

"Shut the up, Gyeom."

The maknae snickered as Jaebum snarled at the younger, voice filled with frustration. He never begs; that's not really his style, but he always surprises himself when he's with his lover. He bakes sweets for him, gives the other morning kisses, and even bends over for Yug sometimes. This is one of those times.

A cap is popped open and Jaebum screws his lids shut as lube trails down the middle of his globes. , did Yugyeom love his leader's . He would often be caught staring at it, even when the members where around. He especially loved how Jae would wear tight shorts, and how the fabric just hugged his hyung's body. Yugyeom loved how the others calves would flex, how the shorts would sometimes ride up JB's thighs and he would get a peek of how the pale flesh would contrast against his tan legs.

Yug was throbbing at the thought, not to mention also having his lover face down into a pillow, cheeks tinted a rosy red as he spread his for the younger. He didn't do it often, but , did the leader like the others inside of him. Surprisingly so, since he refused to do so for so long, the thought of being submissive not fitting into his personality.

"," Jaebum hissed as two long digits slid into his entrance without warning. This wasn't his first time, but the first in a long time, so he was a bit tenser than last time. It happened usually every week, maybe even twice or three times, if he was feeling needy. Their schedules were filled, so it was hard to get a minute alone, it being about a month since either was last touched.

"Hyung?" Yugyeom perked up, massaging the others back in small circles, pressing kisses to JB's neck and shoulder gently.

With a simple nod, the older wanted Yugyeom to keep going, and Gyeom knew if he stopped now, he would get punished and ed, instead. But, it wasn't like Yugyeom would ever pass up on an opportunity to JB. He loved to, and he was like an overeager school boy when Jaebum was feeling submissive.

“Do it again,” JB growled as Yug brushed against his prostate, digits curled inside the other teasingly.

Yugyeom smirked and purposefully missed the sweet spot. JB was hard to turn into a . A begging for Yugyeom's inside of him, but it could be done. That is, after a lot of coaxing.

“Beg, baby,” the younger cooed, slowing his movements, knowing his hyung was getting pissed off at how slow he was going.

Silence followed, JB biting down on his lower tier painfully so to keep any moans in, not wanting for Yugyeom to get the satisfaction of how easily he made him turn into a puddle of lust.

“Jaebum, don't make me repeat myself.”

“That's hyung to you, you bra- Ah!”

One slap of Yugyeom's large hand left behind a bright red print; it stung, but JB would never admit to Yug that he liked it. It was an unspoken secret, though the younger, by now, knew all of his hyung's kinks. Would never admit how he loved getting throat ed and have his bright red and feel the sting with each powerful Yugyeom blessed him with until he came inside the older. He loved how Yug's thick dribbled down his thighs after being forced to squeeze his entrance and hold it in until the maknae was satisfied.

“Excuse me?” The younger raised a brow, his digits scissoring the tight entrance as confidence and power surged through his veins.

“Please,” Jae mumbled, becoming a bit shy. He didn't hate to beg, but it was embarrassing.

Yugyeom, to no one's surprise, was not impressed. Shaking his head, he removed his fingers, a whine slipping past JB's lips at the sudden emptiness, and grabbed a ring. The leader knew, since this happened last time, and quickly jumbled up a few words.

“I-I'm sorry! Yugyeom, please- Just me. I need your , now!” For emphasis, he spread his legs and looked into the maknae's eyes, his own clouded with lust. “I feel so empty without you.”

That was all Yugyeom needed to dive back into bed without clothing, and without the dreaded toy JB loathed with a passion.

“Geom!” JB jolted forward as he felt the other press inside him. One quick , and he was buried to the hilt. His hands moved to the sides of his head, fists clenching at the sheets with his knuckles turning white. The younger never thought of himself as endowed, but with JB's reactions, overtime he saw himself differently, and knew how much his hyung loved his thick .

“ yourself on me like the good I know you are, babe.” , the ing got to Jae. The power Gyeom possessed, even for a short time, was a nice change. He didn't have to worry about being a leader, or a singer with a lot of responsibilities; he was just a man with an amazing boyfriend who rocked his world, and JB wouldn't have it any other way.

JB was stretched around Gyeom so nicely that the younger threw his head back with a deep groan, the leader obediently doing as he was told, his swallowing up the younger one's nicely. Nails dug into JB's hip gently as he rocked, though a bit too slowly for Yug's liking.

He flipped his hyung around, Jae's knees touching his chest as he got ed mercilessly. Hard and demanding, Yugyeom in his lover's tight , leaning forward to dominate a deep, needy kiss. Oh, how they missed how the other tasted, the faint hint of still painted on JB's tongue from the older Yugyeom's turning the maknae on.

“Soon-” JB choked out, his back arching higher with each grazing his sensitive prostate. He never did last long when bottoming, but Yugyeom didn't mind, he actually found it hot, knowing how much the other loved it.

“Hold it, or I'll force another out of you,” Yug whispered into Jaebum's ear in a dark manner, his s slowing down. JB came faster when Yugyeom was ing him slow and he could feel every inch of the maknae.

“10, 9, 8,” Yugyeom counted down.

JB gulped, blunt nails sinking into the others shoulders, trying to distract himself so he wouldn't , taking deep breaths. The knot in his stomach just got tighter, dripping from . He wasn't going to make it.

Once the younger got to four, he sped up, and with each he was pressing against Jae's prostate.

“Since you're being such a good boy for me, how about we do thirty more seconds, hm?”

Thirty seconds? JB knew he wasn't going to last another ten, so he was going to be quite ed. He shook his head, balls tightening as filled his sack, and god, he was so close. Yugyeom's just felt so ing good.

“Please, n-no, I'm go..gonna c-.”

“Hm, too bad,” Yugyeom smiled down at Jae innocently and kept abusing that tight hole of his. Yugyeom did pride himself for lasting love in the bedroom, courtesy of his leader for training his stamina up. Yug thinks the other regrets doing so.

Jaebum stiffened up and shut his eyes, thick ropes of painting his chest with whorish moans slipping past his thick, abused lips. He was twitching from the sensitivity of his , but Yugyeom didn't stop. He would, of course, if Jae used a safe word, but he never has, too prideful to do so. Plus, he ing loved everything Yugyeom does.

“T-Too sensitive- Please,” Jae managed to muster up as the younger was making JB force out another , and it wasn't far behind.

“Please, what? Want me to stop?” That dirty smirk of Yugyeom's never did cease. He knew that the leader was a for him.

“C- in me.” And another washed over the older, screaming out Yugyeom's name, along with a bunch of slurs and affectionate ' you's' as they both came down from their high, the younger one's spread across his lover's walls.

Their chests heaved, Yug smiling like a love-struck idiot as he peppered kisses all over his boyfriend's face and neck, which admittedly, had more than one hickey on it.

JB glared, a smirk stretching across his face causing Yug to gulp. In less than a second, JB flipped the younger on top of him, making Yug sit on his lap, one of his hands soothingly grazing Yugyeom's hip.

“It's daddy's turn, now; and you're going to ride my how I like, got it?”

“Y-Yes, sir.”