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Private Requests - Chapter 2
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Yugyeom ‘s voice had gotten a little lower as he watched Jaebum sit up in bed, following him closely, and staring at his back as Jaebum reached into the piling of clothing next to the bed,pulling a few shirts on the bed with him, trying to distract himself and the fact that he felt like his chest was on fire.
(name: Yugyeom )
“Y-yeah right..It can’t feel all that great..”
Yugyeom continues on, shifting on the bed so that his chest was pressing up against Jaebum’s back, whispering about all the things he could do to him right into the top of Jaebum’s spine, and chuckling when Jaebum drops the blue shirt in his hand, breath hitching.
“No but seriously you’re right..it hurts at first..but remember then theres that one spot that’ll make you forget everything else..come on…lets try it hmmmm?”
Jaebum forgets how to breathe, glancing back at Yugyeom and swallowing thickly.
By this time Yugyeom is sure he’s just about talked Jaebum into it, chest pressing closer up against Jaebum’s back, as Jaebum had tried to play along, not knowing where to put his hands and shivering visibly when he realized Yugyeom ‘s fingers had started to slip into his sleeping pants, slotted comfortably on his hip bones.
Then there’s a pause almost as if he was waiting for a response, but he gets none, so he doesn’t stop, fingers dipping even lower to rest his hands on Jaebum’s *** …a little too comfortably.
It was like an unspoken agreement between them that Yugyeom was more than happy to appeal to.
(name:Jaebeum)
So Jaebum has half a mind to say or do anything when Yugyeom urges him down onto the bed, Jaebum pressing his cheek into the cool sheets, fingers gripping the comforter as Yugyeom bent down to mold his chest into Jaebum’s back, following the dip of his spine with every curve, pressing warm kisses into the side of his neck.
But of course living in a dorm with five other guys, barely anything ever turns out right, and people forget to lock doors, so Jinyoung comes straight into the room right in the heat of things and Yugyeom has nightmares for days of Mark walking in on them having sex, while Jaebum refuses to meet anyone’s eyes for the rest of the day.
But that was half a year ago and today is a new day..Jaebum puts a hand over his chest telling himself to remember to breathe… in and out..in and out..
To be terribly honest now seeing Yugyeom like this is one of the sexiest things he’s ever seen, Yugyeom s iris’s looking nearly black under the bright white light as he backs him into the sink, Jaebum’s *** hitting the edge of the counter as Yugyeom smothers him with his lips, stepping closer to stand between Jaebum’s legs, pressing him into the mirror, kissing like he’d been deprived for months.
He tries to pull back once only for Yugyeom to reconnect their lips to again, and Jaebum curses, hands shooting up to grip at Yugyeom ‘s shirt, crinkling the material between his fingers when he nearly forgets how to breath the second time, especially when Yugyeom ‘s warm palms press into his thighs, touch proprietary, like he knew what he wanted and was going to get it.
Then Jaebum can’t help his eyes from fluttering, wanting Yugyeom to do something more than just kiss him, but at the same time still completely taken off guard by this new persona Yugyeom had somehow acquired within just a few hours, and then his own desire to let Yugyeom have his way with him.
He can barely get his words out, completely muffled by Yugyeom ‘s suffocating kisses, and hands that seemed to take on a mind of their own.
“Yugyeom ..s-slow down..”
Then as soon as his hands lightly push at Yugyeom ‘s shoulders; a silent request to back off, it’s almost as if the old Yugyeom had popped back into place, eyes wide as he stepped back, a pretty pink flush spreading down to his neck and through his skin.
Seeing Yugyeom shy away in the slightest Jaebum is able to anchor himself again, back in his own comfort zone that he would only let Yugyeom break down, as he brings his hand up to run a thumb down Yugyeom ‘s cheek affectionately, eliciting a small shiver that ran up and down the column of Yugyeom ‘s spine, just like when they were sleeping at night and Jaebum would press his lips right at the sensitive part on his neck.
“gyeom-ah..what is it..?” Honestly he didn’t even need to be told to know, but he let himself ask anyways, keeping his voice soft.
He watched Yugyeom blink twice, staring into his eyes like he was the surprised one, mouth opening once then twice, looking like a flushed fish out of water.
Jaebum felt the sides of his mouth pull up in a small smile, hands tilting Yugyeom ‘s face back to him.
“You were jealous back there..” That definitely wasn’t a question.
Yugyeom looked away with a huff, stepping away completely removed from him as he paced from side to side on his feet, arms crossed against his chest.
Jaebum thought it was adorable. Very rarely had he ever seen a “jealous Yugyeom “, and if so it was only ever because of food he wasn’t aloud to eat or clothing the stylist noona refused to put him in and instead gave to Jinyoung .
“Look at me..”
Jaebum reaches forwards, cupping Yugyeom ‘s face, and turning his head towards him, not expecting Yugyeom to answer so quickly, “Yes” “Maybe” “Screw it” coming out all muffled against jaebum’s mouth as Yugyeom dove forwards to save himself from having to speak too much more, licking his way through the seam of Jaebum’s lips, Jaebum’s eyes fluttering when fingers much stronger than what he remember dig into his sides hard enough to leave marks.
Yugyeom was just full of surprises tonight.
Jaebum pulls back when his chest begins to feel tight again, loss of air making his head feel slightly fuzzy. His hands slide down to Yugyeom ‘s jaw and he kisses him breathily on the cheek, relieved when Yugyeom speaks up voice just as thin as his.
“Hyung…”
Jaebeum ‘s eyes snap open and he gazes back over Yugyeom ‘s shoulder, holding him in place, still trying to figure out how Yugyeom was going to remedy the situation…Would he drop to his knees right now? or maybe he would suggest-..No he would’nt..damn it..what was he denying it for??..he wants it just as much as Yugyeom .
“Mmmm…?” He whispers; like he wasn’t just on the verge of a semi-nervous breakdown, trying to keep his eyes as equally as dark, lips warm against Yugyeom ‘s skin.
“Can I..?…”
Jaebum feels a spark of confidence, and presses his lips to the hinge of Yugyeom ‘s jaw, mouthing at the sharp lines as he speaks.
“Yugyeom -ah.. use your words..I can’t read your mind you know..” He chuckles shakily, straightening his back when Yugyeom pulls away from his touch then presses in closer just inches apart from Jaebum’s lips.
“I wanna **** you tonight..will you let me..?” Words unusually lewd, like he’d been waiting just for the right time to use them.
Yugyeom looks him over, gaze possessive to say the least and Jaebum doesn’t know what turns him on more; the fact that Yugyeom wants to **** him or the fact that he actually wants it to happen, but just the thoughts nearly make him choke on his own spit.
Trying to keep himself somewhat collected, Jaebum licks over his dry lips, skin on his fingers tingling, nervous and completely turned on as he runs them through Yugyeom ‘s hair leaning in close to the shell of his ear, breath uncharacteristically shaky as it tickles Yugyeom ‘s temple, not even sure what he was going to try to say, only to moan one octave too high when Yugyeom doesn’t wait for an answer.
Oh shit
Yugyeom ‘s hands dig into his *** and haul him off the sink so that his feet touch the ground.
All those late nights at the gym Yugyeom had spent with Jackson barely registering now to Jaebum.
He blinks rapidly, eyes wide, hands braced on the sink behind him until they slip when Yugyeom drags him in closer, grinding into him for a few seconds before shifting and slipping one of his legs between Jaebum’s pressing up, Jaebum’s head tucked neatly over Yugyeom ‘s shoulder, making small throaty noises into his ear, one hand leaving the counter to grip Yugyeom ‘s elbow with no intention of making him stop, hard on easily felt through his practice sweats, Yugyeom ‘s head leaning down to drag his lips along Jaebum’s neck.
Jaebum’s breath stutters in his chest and leaving behind every ounce of pride, he barely nods his head, keeping his face in Yugyeom ‘s shoulder too embarrassed to look up, cringing when seconds later Youngjae comes banging on the door of the private restroom, yelling for them to come out to the van.
So here in the middle of the night on the way back to the dorm, they both have their legs crossed the whole ride over, Jaebum holding his jacket over his crotch as Jackson looks down at his hands then back at his still lightly flushing cheeks, which BamBam had questioned him about repeatedly, only relenting when Jaebum waved him off, muttering something under his breath as Youngjae snickers when BamBam flinched as a pen was chucked at the back of his head.
Jackson on the other hand does exactly what Jaebum expects him to do, lighting up in an all knowing smirk that had Jaebum kicking him in the shin in warning.
“Don’t start with me Jackson.”
But of course nothing stops Wang Jackson.
“What kinky shit did Yugyeom use on you? You two took forever in the restroom and you “Leader Jaebum” of all people..you never blush..Wait a minute…I thought you topped Hyung?”
Jaebum digs his foot into Jackson’s favorite pair of Timberlands, feeling accomplished when Jackson relinquishes with a yelp…helplessly grimacing then scooting farther away with a pout…Jaebum raises an eyebrow…well it’s not like those are his only pair of shoes.
And next to Yugyeom Mark shakes his head, deep voice dipping even lower when he threatens both of them with blackmail if he gets no sleep tonight.
The three have no idea, tired and sleepy in the back seats, Youngjae tucked into Jinyoung’s side and BamBam with his headphones in, arms crossed against his chest, eyes going in and out of sleep, so it doesn’t take much for Jaebum to usher Youngjae into Yugyeom ‘s “room” when they get back to the dorm.
A few pats on the head and a comfy floor mat was all it took for Youngjae to nod off into sleep even in his sweaty practice clothes, that Jaebum would probably nag at him for going to sleep in. But for now all he could think about was the fact that Yugyeom was waiting for him back in his own room, probably giddy as a rabbit.
So Jaebum half expects the hand on his forearm that pulls him up from the floor, taking his eyes off Youngjae’s sleeping figure and onto Yugyeom standing behind him. He lets himself be dragged away without a word.
Now he doesn’t know what to expect and it’s a bit of a struggle letting Yugyeom have his way. His hands around Yugyeom ‘s forearms fidgeting when he presses him into the mattress with a searing kiss, hands tucked neatly around Jaebum’s sides .
Just moments later Jaebum is back to his old ways, pushing Yugyeom down onto the bed instead, propping his back up with a few pillows already there, Jaebum wriggles until he’s comfortable in Yugyeom ‘s his lap, legs on either side of his hips, leaning down to nip at Yugyeom ‘s ear and press his warm cheek into Yugyeom ‘s neck when sneaky fingers drop from his hips and into his pants, hands peeling down his sweats past his knee and fingers tip toe up the insides of his thigh.
He tries not to flinch..he really does, but then Yugyeom ‘s sneaky hand slides up under his shirt and down his back, then further down till they’re dancing around an area that makes him jerk upwards in response.
He slowly brings his head up, blinking rapidly when he looks down at Yugyeom who looks mildly worried, hand stilling on its place right at the base of Jaebum’s ***, under his briefs and Jaebum figures his face must look just as conflicted as what he was feeling, instincts roaring at him to end this game and go back to something much less daunting.
But then Yugyeom ‘s left hand cups his cheek and some of the tension in Jaebum’s shoulder lets up when Yugyeom presses a kiss right below his ear, shivering when his voice comes out raspy way too low for Jaebum to even recognize as “His Yugyeom ”.
“Safe word..?”