Week One
The sound of the door being slammed shut echoes through the room. Breathing tattered the room, as the pounding of the steps on the carpet echo. Each step sounding heavier and heavier on the rather crappy carpetting. The beating of a heart excites the male. Before finally, he is thrown on the bed softly, lightly bouncing on the bed, it only excited him more as the other treats him incredibly gently, like he can break.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you,” the other smirks despite the darkness of the room.
The other male didn’t feel nervous, the excitement was too heavy through his bones nothing else in the moment mattered to him. He is right here in the moment with the male he has been in love with for years. And he knows if he lets the fears and worries consume him now, he will never get another chance again to be even remotely close to the other again.
Normal people tell you its scary to be in the face of someone you love. Exposed for them to see every pinch of your body. Every tiny little perfection and imperfection.
Junmyeon isn’t afraid at all.
His clothes already laying skewered on the floor. His breathing in a small speed and rush of excitement. The cold nips of the weather in the room touch his skin. The goose bumps only rile him up as he has never felt this form of excitement before, but yet somehow even with the other a few meters away from him, he can still feel the warmth of the other over him.
The dark room surrounding them in a lewd feeling. The only light being present is the moon. Shining brightly in through the window in a sexy blue light. Junmyeon is only barely able to make out Yixing’s gorgeous features, as well as his rather toned arms and body from working out. It causes Jumnyeon to drool ever so slightly at the sight.
A soft featherly kiss touches his lips first. Almost non existent. Hands being placed by his head and a body hovering over his. Warmth being shared between the two in a soft harmony. Junmyeon almost melts at the others lips barely touching him a sweet affectionate. His heart racing out of his chest with the other so close to him. The next set of kisses is a little more rough. Lips smacking against each other and breaking apart with small gasps of breathes in between. Small little compliments fished in from the male hovering him. And small little nibbles on the lips causing a small whine and moan to fall from Junmyeon’s lips. His hands awkwardly place at his side on the bed, afraid to touch the other in any way fearing that it might cause him to really realize what he is doing and he might run away.
Why would someone like Yixing, basketball famous kid in their high school actually fall in love with Junmyeon, the strange kid who hangs around Bryun Baekhyun.
So for tonight, Junmyeon will let him use him however he sees fit.
“Sexy,” rumbles the other against Junmyeon’s lips.
With hands finding their way back up Junmyeon’s body causing shivers to spike at his skin. A warmth finds its prick to them both. Short stutters of breathe, warm air finding short puffs to their face. And small movements causing heat to pool and lewd noises to flood the room either than just the loud music playing from downstairs.
Yixing could of brought anyone up here, but yet he choose Junmyeon.
So for now, Junmyeon is going to relish in this feeling.
Yixing’s hands find their way to dirty spots, and breathing speeds up in the romantic light of the night. The thrill of not being able to see each other, but also the thrill of being able to have sex today. His hand rubbing up and down Junmyeon’s sides, chest, and thighs.
“Touch me,” whines Yixing in between the kisses.
Yixing taking the still flat hands of Junmyeon’s laying on the bed and bringing them up to lay on Yixing’s sides. Awkward for a second, Junmyeon lets them sit there before gently rubbing and caressing. Eventually stopping the kisses, Junmyeon lets one hand work on a magical place while he presses open mouth kisses to the others chest, listening as the other lets out lewd noises and slightly pulls on his hair. Leaving behind reddish marks.
Yeah, he can do this.
For Junmyeon, he literally gets to have sex with his crush.
With skin slapping against each other in the dead of the night and the slight creaking sound of the bed underneath them. Small sounds litter both of their mouths in a sweet mellow. Small little touches find Junmyeon’s neck. Junmyeon’s head finding its way to the others males shoulder and leaving open mouth kisses, not strong enough this time to leave reddish marks. Strong shoulder holding his entire body up from the harsh feeling his body is feeling and help guiding his hips in the motion.
Small poofs of wind finds it’s way through the curtain. A chill finding its way to both their bodies. But somehow both boys seem to find a way to keep each other warm. A blush creeping it’s way up both bodies head to toe in a really bright warmth.
Junmyeon’s hands trying to find every place to touch for the time being. Knowing tomorrow, Yixing won’t want nothing to do with him. So placing every loving kiss on his lips now. And every drag of his body closer to the other. Junmyeon feels like one with the other male. Claw marks up Yixing’s back from the roughness Junmyeon is feeling. His head finding it’s way comfortable to his clavicle laying perfectly. Yixings strong smell of cologne and whatever soap present in Junmyeon’s nose. His arms find their way around his neck in a tight, deathly hold in love. At this rate, Yixing is doing all the work, but Junmyeon is not complaining.
Even if it’s only for the time being.
Small noises never stop littering both males lips. The moment feels endless, like there is no end to this amazing feeling they are feeling right now. The clenching feeling around a mysterious entity as the other underneath moans at the feeling.
Quite frankly, Junmyeon would be happy if the feeling never went away.
Yixings hands grip the others waist, careful patterns being drawn on his hip. Pressing his lips every second against the others. Breathing growing harsher, and more breather. The moment they hate is about to be up next; all of it being over. But yet for some odd reason they cannot stop trying to chase it.
Even when Junmyeon feels something enter his body. The two take the time to come down from the high they are currently feeling. Junmyeon lays on the bed next to Yixing, breathing rapid and small innocent touches finding it’s way.
For Yixing, he is just comforting the other.
For Junmyeon, this is all he has ever wanted in a night.
Closing his eyes, Junmyeon can’t even find the will to stay awake. Fighting his tired and over-abused body. The smell of Yixing centers his nose as he takes in small gaps of air. Yixing running his nose around the others face and neck in a calming sensation.
“You were so good,” is the last thing he hears before he falls asleep.
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The bright yellow light shines in the room. Junmyeon is the first to wake up, groggy rubbing the aggressive amount of sleep in his eyes. The soft of a chest under his. A perfectly even breathing warming him and causing him to feel safe against the body. And the smell of a certain type of cologne and body wash from last night.
Yixing.
Junmyeon’s eyes widen at the memories of the night before. Sex with Yixing. The famous basketball player in his school. His crush. And now he lays on top of the others body, Yixing’s arms wrapped loose around his body, but yet firm enough to feel the others muscles against Junmyeon’s body.
But yet, Junmyeon lays down for a little bit. Knowing getting up would cause pain in his lower half. The arms around his waist comfort him in a perfect song like way. Sliding his head right back onto the others shoulder. He lets his hands settle on the bed next to the two. Despite the king-sized bed, the two decided to sleep this intimately. The small part of the others lips with small snores periodically finding their way out of his lips. Eyes fluttering softly in his sleep in a perfect non breakable pattern. It warms Junmyeon’s heart being able to see Yixing like this, even if it is just for now.
However, Junmyeon knows he needs to leave.
Lightly moving the others arms off his waist causing an instant cold to surround him. He lightly slides his body off the other even when he feels the morning wood of something. He still plants his feet on the ground and lightly standing up, his legs wobble up as his back and everything hurts. Limping, he finds the clothes he wore the previous night to the males party scattered on the others floor as well as Yixing’s. Quickly throwing them on despite the pain, he looks back at the other. Touching his face for the last time and placing a soft delicate kiss. Its goes unnoticed by how heavy the other is asleep. And Junmyeon is practically proud he is the reason why the male is that much asleep.
Petting the sweat of his hair, its still soft. The sun causing a small cloud of sweat to find it’s way to him. Junmyeon has a hard time going towards the door. He wants to wake up next to Yixing. He wants to wake up with the male all the time.
Every day.
“Dream of me Yixing,” is his last words as he shuts the door.
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“Shut the fuck up!” Baekhyun, his loud and obnoxious friend yells.
“No Baek. Its what happened I’m dead serious,” Junmyeon sighs rubbing his temples.
Junmyeon got back home a little about an hour ago, he hurried up and took a shower and through on some different cloths then what he wore at the party and made sure to put them in the washing machine. His parents won’t be home for a few more days, so Junmyeon isn’t even sure why he is worried. He now sits on the couch with a bowl of cereal present in his one hand and his other hand holding his phone to ear talking to his childhood annoying of a best friend. Slightly pulling the phone away from his hear at the loudness of the voice. Sometimes, Junmyeon wonders how Chanyeol is able to withstand it.
“I just can’t believe you, KIM JUNMYEON had sex with Yixing. The captain of the basketball team,” Baekhyun screeches through the tiny compact of the phone, Baekhyun currently walking the park with his overly cheesy boyfriend before his best friend called him.
“Keep your voice down,” warns Junmyeon,” the whole school doesn’t need to know!”
“Yes they do what you mean,” laughs Baekhyun leaning slightly away from the small death trap. “They need to know my Junmie is getting grades and getting dick.”
Blushing softly, Junmyeon hates the words. He loved the sex between him and Yixing. However he doesn’t want it mentioned. Ever.
“Seriously Baek though, please don’t mention it,” a small whine in his voice,” I don’t think Yixing really knew it was me.”
“Doesn’t know it was you?!” The younger says in an overly dramatic loud tone. “Junmie he better know it was you he was fucking or I’ll fucking beat his ass.”
Sighing Junmyeon replies a little afraid for Yixing’s sake of ever having to deal with his friend,” Well Baekie... he wasn’t drunk or anything. I think he was just really horny and I so happened to be in his field of vision.” Junmyeon blushes to remember that night.
“Tell me everything from start to end,” a little more of a seriousness overtakes Baekhyun’s voice even with his boyfriend slightly leaning next to the phone with his ratherly large ears.
“So, I was at his party. And I went with Hoshi but he left to find his boyfriend S.Coups. And I was listening to the music dancing by myself. And when one sexual song came on, it was the one my Cardi B. I was about to sit down. But he grabbed my waist, and brought my body closer to his. I remember he whispered something about wanting me to dance with him. So I did. We danced out the song, and a few more. It was really fun. Until... one of his hands touched my butt. He grabbed my hand and took me somewhere. At first, I didn’t really understand why. Until, when we got to the room. He layed me on the bed and started to kiss me. I was so freaking surprised because I didn’t think he even knew I existed. And so, that all went on, and he started taking off my clothes, first my shirt.. than my pants.. and than everything else. He never once even turned the light of his room on. However, he did go shut the door and lock it. And then he came back to me and-”
“Ok ok,” Baekhyun interrupts with a squeak causing Chanyeol next to him to jump,“no offense Junmie I love you but I don’t want to hear how you and him had sex.” Junmyeon’s face heated up a little bit.
“However, I think he may of been using you for a dare... I don’t know Jum. Something just isn’t adding up,” sympathy evident in his voice and a sad look of Chanyeol to his boyfriend with a slight shrug.
“No, I understand,” a choke in his voice. He wanted to cry so badly.
“Do you need some time alone? Or do you want me to come over?”
“I need some time alone,” a small tear passes Junmyeon’s eye, but yet he keeps his voice rather calm over the phone.
“Ok Jum. I love you bestie. And call me if you want some company,” and Baekhyun hangs up carefully.
Tears find their way to his eyes. Laying on the floor, standing feels heavy. Some sobs weep past his lips. Everything hurts, his body, his butt, his stomach, and his soul. He hasn’t felt this feeling in a long while, and it reminds him why he does not engage in his type of thing.
That especially hurts. More than any other.
“I can do this,” Junmyeon whispers wiping the tears from his face.
“Yixing is just a basketball playing asshole. Having sex with who ever he wants. Well guess what! From today on, I want nothing, absolutely nothing to do with him,” Junmyeon whispers semi loudly to himself.
Standing up, he refuses to be weak any longer. The pain in his rear hurts a lot. However, he still finds the energy to continue moving. It makes him feel a lot less weak when he is up moving around. He doesn’t feel like Yixing is in control of his life. Because he isn’t.
And he won’t be.
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