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jaepeachees · 7 months

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it's a sin to hate angels - Dongren / Renhyuck au

Summary:

Donghyuck is tired of losing things to Renjun, and maybe it's time for him to take some things for himself, even though it's a sin to hate angels.

Tags:

Corruption, Dirty Talk, Mirror Sex, Bathroom Sex, Butt Slapping, Verbal Humiliation, degradation kink, Humiliation kink, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Bottom Huang Ren Jun, Top Lee Donghyuck | Haechan, Rivals to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Skater Lee Donghyuck | Haechan, Skater Huang Ren Jun, Sub Huang Ren Jun, Dom Lee Donghyuck | Haechan, Unprotected Sex, Oral Sex, Dacryphilia

Donghyuck was frustrated, and as usual, he tried to disguise all his frustration by delivering smiles to all those who spoke to him and said they were sorry for his defeat in that stupid skating championship.

Keeping up a smile, even after losing yet again, became a habit in Donghyuck's life, and even though he had done it several times, it was still just as difficult as the first time.

His frustration stemmed from the fact that he had once again placed second, losing to Renjun for the seventh time that year alone.

During that year, Donghyuck managed to enter only seven championships, and in all of them, Renjun was present, only to ruin Donghyuck's life, and give him a clear message that skating was not his thing.

Before Renjun appeared in his life like a cross that he would carry around, Donghyuck was always first in every competition he entered, and then Renjun appeared, that handsome boy, graceful, and so light in his movements t hat people swear he had wings, –thanks to that, he was nicknamed ‘Angel’.

To people, Renjun was like an angel, but to Donghyuck, Renjun was like a fallen angel, the one they would call a devil, always trying to give him hell and leave him behind, making Donghyuck fall below expectations. Renjun was always there, subduing him and overcoming him by force.

It hurt Donghyuck's ego to see that someone prettier, more talented, and lighter in movement once again putting him down, and for years, Donghyuck wondered when he would be free of Renjun again.

Renjun and Donghyuck met when they were still children, both just ten years old. They frequented the same skating rink in town, and by that time, Renjun was already training to be a national champion.

Donghyuck had been competing since he was six years old, and for a long time he received first place in the championships he participated in, but from the moment he started competing with Renjun, Donghyuck never felt the pleasure of climbing to the top of the podium as he did before, and the wins came only in competitions where Renjun did not participate, which was very rare.

In the next five years, Donghyuck got his glory moments again, sure, but only because Renjun was far too busy being a star.

Renjun was a national champion, he represented his country at the Winter Olympics in 2018, 2019, 2020 and 2021, and since then, Renjun has been the apple of the eye of anyone who was interested in skating.

Renjun started to stand out nationally in 2016; since 2017, he and Donghyuck never competed together again, as Renjun was always abroad participating in championships that would be relevant to his career, while Donghyuck remained in his country participating in competitions only for ''fun''. Fun that he didn't enjoy, but if it made his parents happy, then Donghyuck would keep competing.

For starters, Donghyuck never wanted to be a figure skater, his true dream was to be a hockey player, and being a six-year-old boy with no way to decide things for himself, Donghyuck had to watch his parents choose figure skating as their sport of your life.

As for Renjun, he wasn't much different, but he learned to love skating, and more than that, Renjun became fascinated with skating when he went to his first Olympics. Since that event, he's never left rink skating.

Renjun still had the Olympics on his radar, but that year, he decided he should get some rest, even then his love for skating was so intense that he couldn't help but participate in some competitions that were happening in the country.

There had been seven so far, and soon winter would arrive, bringing more frequent championships that he would participate in without a second thought.

Donghyuck couldn't believe that an Olympic champion was still participating in local competitions, because Renjun had the world in his hands, and could participate in competitions that would really make a difference in his career, but here he was, in a quiet country town, participating in a competition that didn't even have a cash prize. Donghyuck wondered how big Renjun's ego was that the insisted on hearing from everywhere that he was the best, even though he already knew he was the best skater in Asia.

A competition would take place in Russia that same week, and for Donghyuck, it simply didn't make any sense for Renjun to be in the countryside and not in a Russian rink, where he would be training for at least twelve hours a day.

Although Renjun and Donghyuck had grown up together and trained at the same rink for years, they were never really friends, even though they frequented the same places and had some friends in common; after all, it's really hard to have different friends when you grow up in a small town with a precarious amount of boys of the same age.

The thing is: Donghyuck and Renjun spent at least ten hours a day together, but they never got close, never talked, and when they weren't together at the rink, they were together in some other corner of town. The vibe is always the same — cold, without dialogue or crossing glances.

There was a time when Donghyuck tried to understand why he and Renjun never really became close. Donghyuck remembered making some friends while skating, and the same went for his ice hockey colleagues, who although were in a completely different sport from his own, he still managed to make some friends, and even play with them just for fun.

Donghyuck came to understand why after he became an adult, he remembered how Renjun smiled so gracefully to him the day they met, and the other days Renjun started showing up frequently at the rink, and even though Donghyuck wanted to smile back, he was taught that Renjun was not his friend; in fact, he was his enemy, and for a reason that even Donghyuck didn't understand, he needed to harbor negative feelings for the boy nicknamed the Angel, even though Donghyuck always thought it was a great sin to hate angels.

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Donghyuck was alone in the locker room. All the competitors would have already passed by to get their things and leave, but that day, Donghyuck was in no hurry to leave, he was alone and wanted to take advantage of that moment to let his thoughts roar freely In his head. t was just him and his demons, and the fact that his own parents had given up watching his competitions since his fourth loss to Renjun that year contributed to the fact that Donghyuck wasn't in a hurry to leave. He didn't want to see his parents and give him the news that once again he would have lost to Renjun, even though by then they had already received news about their son's performance.

Donghyuck stared at himself in the mirror, feeling like a huge failure, he wasn't good at anything but balancing on two blades inside a skating rink, and not even the one thing he was good at could show his value.

Well, it did for a while, and then Renjun showed up, taking all his false dreams and destroying them, reassuring Donghyuck that he should give up that sport.

Donghyuck tried to tell himself that he shouldn't feel bad about that, he didn't even like being a figure skater, so why did he feel so affected that he was losing to Renjun? He should use this moment as the perfect opportunity to give up skating and go to another sport.

Most of his frustrations came from his parent's disappointment, and the guilt that came with it, even though he knows it's not a good mindset.

With each passing day, Donghyuck lost the capacity for resilience even more, and all this because he needed to fulfill the dreams of people to whom he believed he owed his life.

Donghyuck had lost count of how many times he turned down tryouts for the city hockey team, Mark had called him in for two tryouts that year, and Donghyuck had always told him that this was not the ideal time for him to get out of figure skating, but he would think about it next time.

The fact is that nine months had passed and he did not attend any tryouts for the hockey team, even though he knew that soon he could no longer be accepted on the team due to his age, and it hurt so badly.

Winter was near, Donghyuck already felt the weather differences, and he knew that soon a new test would open for the team, and if they turned down that opportunity again, then he would not have another chance.

Donghyuck played hockey with his friends a hundred times, just for fun, but he was happiest about it, and everyone who watched him said that he really had a knack for that sport, however, every time Donghyuck asked for his parents' permission to switch to hockey, he had to deal with his mother's screams and his father's disapproving words.

Now, Donghyuck was an adult, he no longer needed to follow dreams that didn't belong to him, nor ask someone else's permission to decide something about his own life, he could just abandon that sport whenever he wanted and go on with his own true dreams, even if that would definitely distance him from his parents.

Donghyuck was about to take off his pants to put on his sweatshirt and leave, however, a characteristic sound caught his attention, and something that shouldn't have happened.

Donghyuck was stuck in the middle of the locker room, not knowing what to do, or how to act when the owner of that sound came into the locker room.

The sound was from Renjun's slippers. He had a unique way of dragging the slippers on the ground as he walked, and Donghyuck could identify him from afar just by that sound.

The sound only stopped when he was too close, and then Donghyuck heard a different kind of sound fill the room: the locker door opening.

Donghyuck didn't know what was going on, but he had a feeling things would turn out very differently than they usually did.

Usually, Renjun would go into the locker room, get his things, say goodbye without actually waiting for an answer, not that Donghyuck ever really answered, and then Renjun would walk out the door.

Now Renjun was locking the door behind him, and Donghyuck had no idea what to expect from that.

Things with Renjun were easier when he knew what he was going to deal with, but now, he felt like a fragile little boy who would have lost his parents, and then the landscape around him turned into a dark and frightening forest, and a hungry wolf would have appeared, ready to devour him, but in reality, Donghyuck was still in the locker room, the hungry wolf was Renjun, a harmless angel unable to harm a bug. Donghyuck could easily get out of that situation, he would just have to finish changing his clothes, get his bag, and leave that place without a care in the world, but he couldn't, he just couldn't.

''Congratulations on your performance today.'' Renjun was leaning against the door, watching the muscles of Donghyuck's broad, handsome back move as he fumbled in his bag.

''Congratulations on the first place.'' Donghyuck muttered.

''I won't accept it, because it wasn't honest.'' Renjun crossed his arms, trying to look somewhere other than Donghyuck's body, as Donghyuck started watching him through the mirror.

Donghyuck gave a sarcastic laugh, going back to digging for a shirt in his bag and cursing himself for not having sorted his clothes properly when he left the hotel for that competition.

''You're frustrated.'' Renjun says.

''And did you figure that out yourself, or did you need someone's help?'' Donghyuck wasn't rude, just curt, and even if he wasn't rude, it still bothered Renjun.

''Actually, I needed your coach's help. He's the one who told me you were frustrated, and if he didn't tell me I would have never noticed since you hide it so well from everyone.''

''You talking to my trainer? Are you also going to steal him from me like you did everything else?''

Renjun rolled his eyes, tired in anticipation of the nasty conversation.

''You say I've taken everything from you, even though in reality, you hate figure skating. Stop hating me, I never meant to take anything from you. Competitions are like that, someone will win, someone will lose, and I only took your first place, not your life. I didn't win because I'm special, it’s because I'm a national champion, so no matter what I do, they'll always give me first place.''

''You sure don't look sad about moving up.''

''What should I do? Cry, lament and refuse? Just like you, I also know how to hide my emotions very well, and the fact that I have my best smile on in the midst of those people doesn't cancel out my dissatisfaction with winning first place, when even I thought I had better people than me in this competition.''

''If you were so dissatisfied with first place, you could just not show up at the championship, you could have stayed home, and that would save everyone the stress!''

Renjun had an answer for that, he could say it was his right to compete, say he had the right to have fun participating in championships related to the sport he loved, and say that the problem was not him, but Donghyuck, even though Renjun himself agreed that there were competitors more skilled than he was, and Donghyuck was one of those competitors, But it’s not worth arguing. Donghyuck was hurt by everything that had happened that year, it was not fair to provoke him, it was almost cowardly to trample on a person who was doing his best to succeed in a sport that he practiced out of obligation, but that would always end second, even if the winner found ways to sabotage their own performance to the point of not even reaching third place.

''About your trainer, yes, I'm considering taking him from you, but only when you decide to stop skating.'' Renjun was honest.

''You're in luck, because it will happen soon.''

''He told me that you were considering giving up skating.'' Renjun muttered, knowing this was a sensitive topic and one that he shouldn't be talking about.

Donghyuck stopped whatever he was doing, to turn to Renjun and confront him.

''Renjun, what exactly did you come here to do? If you're going to ask about my future in sports, give it up, I won't talk to you about it, we're not friends!''

The tone was rude, and it hurt .

Renjun felt his eyes tremble, and a very bad feeling inside his chest overcame him, as if his heart had been shaken. He didn't understand why he felt so hurt by the way Donghyuck spoke to him, so he just took a breath and decided to say what he was really doing there.

"I just came to let you know that next week there will be a party at a club in our city to gather all the skaters there for a reunion, and it would be nice if you went too." He muttered, his head down, without the courage to look into Donghyuck's eyes.

''And since when did I miss any of those stupid parties?''

Donghyuck always attended the skating-related parties, even the parties that Renjun's parents threw, but Donghyuck always attended, with a smile on his face and squandering all the education he'd received from his parents, even though he must have hated Renjun and his family.

''So I'll see you there.''

Renjun smiled small, with his feelings still messed up and with a strong urge to cry, unlocking the door behind him and leaving the locker room without looking at Donghyuck. He didn't want to hear from him anymore–in such a short time of conversation, he left that locker room full of complexes and hating himself for going to talk to Donghyuck.

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Usually parties to gather skaters in the city were always humble, and the only extravagant parties came from Renjun's parents, who, three times a year, threw a party in order to show off their own son's glories and show off their social ties.

Donghyuck never missed any of those parties, and not because he liked to attend them, but because his parents forced him to go; after all, important people always showed up, and in the end, those parties ended up bringing great opportunities for some skaters, who could get from new coaches, to sponsorships to start a more promising career in figure skating.

For some reason, this year's party looked different, it wasn't just skaters, it had a lot of people Renjun and Donghyuck's age who he didn’t recognize from any sports.

There was no sign of any older adults or even anyone who was very relevant in skating, this looked like a good old-fashioned party with young people who were up to spend the night drinking and dancing.

Donghyuck entered the party, looking around for a familiar face, and then Jeno and Mark appeared in front of him, excited to see him again after three weeks of Donghyuck traveling to participate in figure skating competitions.

''Long time no see.'' Mark pulled Donghyuck into a tight hug.

''What are you doing here? I thought it was a party for skaters only.''

''Renjun is celebrating his birthday.'' Jeno replied, handing Donghyuck a drink.

''Wasn't it in March?'' Donghyuck knew that Renjun's birthday was in March because Jeno was exactly one month younger than Renjun, and when Jeno found out about it, he made sure to spread all over town that he and the boy angel were exactly one month apart.

''This year he didn't have a party, so he decided to have one now.'' Mark explained.

Donghyuck had been invited to some of Renjun's birthday parties as a child, but after his parents turned down the invitations for five years in a row, Renjun's parents never sent Donghyuck an invite again, so it was a surprise for him to be at a birthday party himself.

At that moment, Donghyuck remembered the things his parents told him every time they threw an invite in the trash, they said that they weren't friends, that Donghyuck shouldn't waste time with those parties even if all the kids in the small town would attend.

While they were having fun, Donghyuck spent hours stuck in the rink focusing on intensive training, which in the end, never got him anywhere.

Donghyuck didn't become an Olympic athlete, he didn't even compete abroad, and reflecting on his countless hours of training that got him nowhere, Donghyuck couldn't help but feel angry at his parents.

''He didn't tell me he would be celebrating his birthday.'' Donghyuck muttered, except that even with the loud music, Jeno could hear him.

''Because he knew you wouldn't come.''

Donghyuck sometimes forgot that Renjun and Jeno were friends, and that Jeno knew about the complicated relationship that Donghyuck and Renjun had.

''What did he tell you?'' Donghyuck was curious, and knew he could trust Jeno to break Renjun's secrecy.

''Only that you were rude to him in the locker room, so he preferred to say it was a party for skaters, because that's the only way you'd come.''

That wasn't true, but it wasn't a lie either.

Donghyuck was no longer under his parents' possession, now he made his own decisions, and stopping by Renjun's birthday party just to wish him a happy birthday would probably be something he would do.

Deep down, Donghyuck always wanted to go to Renjun's birthday party, so he would go anyway.

''Sit down with us, our friends are all at a table.'' Mark asked.

''I'll be right there, wait for me.''

Mark and Jeno nodded and walked away when they noticed that Renjun was picking his way through the room to welcome Donghyuck to his party.

''You came.'' Renjun smiled at Donghyuck. Donghyuck wanted to return the smile too.

''This doesn't sound like a party to get all the skaters in town together.''

''Well, now all the skaters in town are here, just missing you, so technically , it's a party with all the skaters in our town.' ' Renjun laughed, and Donghyuck followed suit.

''You could have told me it was a birthday party, I would have brought a gift.''

''It's okay, your presence is enough.''

''Happy birthday, Renjun.''

And then Donghyuck smiled at Renjun, making his face light up with happiness as he received the smile he had been waiting for.

''Thanks.''

''And I'm sorry about last week, it was a rough time.''

''It's okay. Make yourself comfortable, and have fun.'' Renjun smiled once more, ready to step out of Donghyuck's line of sight, but Donghyuck was quicker to grab his arm.

''Thanks for the invite, it means a lot to me.''

''Thanks for coming.''

Renjun’s smile never faded, taking his arm loose and finally stepping out of Donghyuck's field of vision.

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Donghyuck was having fun, he really was having fun, even though he spent the last hour sitting in a chair with the same drink he got when he arrived at the party, and listening to his friends talk about themselves.

For many, he would be living the worst moment of his life, but it was what gave him the feeling of being at home, being surrounded by his friends, the people he grew up with, and that he missed a lot when he needed to go weeks traveling to compete.

Donghyuck was really happy to be there, and even happier to be at Renjun's birthday party.

Donghyuck excused himself to his friends, he needed to go to the bathroom, and as he walked, he had the feeling that he was being watched.

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When Donghyuck left the stall door, he was startled by the presence of Renjun standing at the door, just watching him without saying anything.

The music outside was too loud, so he didn't hear when Renjun entered.

''You scared me.'' Donghyuck said, turning on the faucet to wash his hands and watching Renjun in the mirror, who hadn't said a word to him from the moment Donghyuck left the bathroom stall.

When Donghyuck finished drying his hands, he turned to Renjun, who once again locked the door behind him.

The first time that happened, things didn't end well between them, but this time, things took a completely different turn.

Renjun took one, two, three steps towards Donghyuck, and in the fourth, he rested one hand on Donghyuck's shoulder, pulling him down so that their faces were at the same height, and then Renjun brought his other hand to Donghyuck's neck, pulling him into a kiss that would change the lives of the two boys.

The kiss started out calmly, Donghyuck was still taking in what was happening, and when he understood, he encircled Renjun's waist with one arm, while the other hand went to Renjun's ass, squeezing it so hard that it made Renjun let a moan escape his lips.

The kiss was sweet, a result of the drink Renjun had taken before entering the bathroom. It was sweet and warm, and Donghyuck could become addicted to it.

It was easy for Donghyuck to lift Renjun up and sit him on the bathroom sink wide enough to accommodate the boy sitting on it.

Donghyuck lowered his kisses to Renjun's neck, and without thinking that after that they would have a party to return to, he began to give light sucks on that region that was previously immaculate, but now began to take on a reddish hue, something that would make Renjun pass. hours in front of the mirror admiring.

Renjun's hands were already under Donghyuck's shirt–Renjun always wondered what his body would look like, and the last time they met in the locker room, he could analyze Donghyuck shirtless, so handsome and so well proportioned, the ideal type for Renjun, and now, he could finally touch the body he'd wanted for so long.

Donghyuck kissed Renjun's mouth again, this time the kiss was more aggressive, more needy, as if he needed it to live.

The discomfort in Renjun's pants was evident, every second near Donghyuck turned him into a mess. Renjun himself never understood that devotion he had for Donghyuck, he only knew that he admired him, that he liked him, and that Donghyuck was always there in his wettest dreams.

Maybe it was just a physical attraction, Renjun couldn't say for sure, he just knew that Donghyuck was always etched in his thoughts, and maybe that was why Renjun insisted on competing with Donghyuck even after he became a national champion, because watching him wasn't enough, Renjun needed a solid reason to be in the same spot as Donghyuck, and as much as he hated himself for always taking first place, he still had a great desire to be with Donghyuck.

"You're a damn cross I have to carry everywhere, and even on a night where I was supposed to have peace, you showed up to destroy everything." Donghyuck whispered in Renjun's ear, then bit into the conch, something that would have sent currents of arousal to Renjun's cock.

"You don't seem bothered by it." Renjun countered, propelling his body forward, only to generate friction between his hips, something that made Donghyuck even more aroused. He wanted to rip Renjun's clothes off and make him beg for his cock.

Donghyuck brought his hand up to Renjun's hair, circling his fingers around the back of his head, and when his fingers were securely fastened, he pulled Renjun's hair, causing the boy's head to fall back.

"Of course I'm not bothered, and that's because I'm going to destroy you tonight, to prove to myself that I have some power over you, and that I can also subdue you in something, and just as I lose things for you, you'll have to lose something for me too, and I want your sanity. We're still dressed and you look so horny, need a dick stuffed up your ass, my dick, you're like a bitch in heat, all messy, without the balls to ask, but you haven’t stopped teasing since the moment I got here. What would people think of you if they saw you like that? Such a pure and innocent little angel, but behind closed doors transforms, becoming a whore, a bitch so dirty, a bitch in heat, able to come just because she got a few kisses. You're so needy, Junnie. A dick needy little bitch"

Every word from Donghyuck hit Renjun hard, making his dick harder and harder, leaking pre-cum just because Donghyuck said the right words. Renjun wanted to cry with excitement, it felt so good to be treated badly by Donghyuck.

Renjun liked the humiliation, being reduced to nothing, because it made him more and more excited, but not just anyone could do that to him, it was just Donghyuck, Renjun didn't feel uncomfortable being subjugated by Donghyuck, in fact, he had always wanted that moment, and now it was happening.

"I don't give a damn what people think of me, this is just about you and me, so show that you really can subdue me, show that you can really hold some power over me, I believe in actions more than words. And yes, I'm a bitch, a dirty bitch, a dick-starved bitch, and what are you gonna do about it? Are you gonna give me what I want, or just throw words to the wind? Attitude, Donghyuck, this bitch here needs more attitude."

Feeling challenged, Donghyuck took Renjun from the sink, turning him to face the mirror and staring at him through the reflection.

"Don't you dare look away from yourself, you will see yourself, you have to see what a bad bitch you are. Just watch, I will destroy you, and even the destroyed you will become dependent on me, because I will make you so dependent on me, that no one will ever be able to satisfy you." Donghyuck spoke, seeing the boy's smile through the mirror.

Without delicacy, Donghyuck unzipped Renjun's pants, pulling them down with his underwear, and when the clothes were caught around his ankle, Renjun kicked them away.

Donghyuck didn't have to be rude, it wasn't meant to hurt, and he didn't even intend to do that to Renjun, he didn't believe sex had to be painful, that wasn't his thing, quite the contrary, it was supposed to be so good to the point of make Renjun dependent on himself, and not because Donghyuck hated him and would really like to have him in the palm of his hand and then reject him and hurt his feelings. Donghyuck wanted Renjun to become dependent on him so that he would come back, because that's what Donghyuck wanted, for Renjun to come back to himself, because among so many feelings that Donghyuck had for Renjun, there was a very specific one that Donghyuck hid from even himself.

That sex had to be unforgettable, the best fuck of Renjun's life, because Renjun had to come back to him, to his arms, to his kisses, and Donghyuck knew that after that he would have to have Renjun in his hands once more, because the moment they actually started fuck instead , not only would Renjun become dependent on it, Donghyuck would be in the same situation as Renjun, he would also become dependent, reliant on Renjun, and there would be no going back.

Carefully, Donghyuck lifted one of Renjun's legs, supporting it over the sink, and Renjun did the same with his hands, splaying them over the cold surface so he had some balance.

Donghyuck studied Renjun's ass, so beautiful, soft, round and firm, and no wonder he looked so good in the pants he wore to the performances.

Renjun's cheeks were flushed, he felt so open, so exposed, and the fact that his hole was pulsing with the need to have a cock buried inside him was what made him the most ashamed.

''You really need my cock, look at you, throbbing like a bitch.''

''Fuck me.''

"That's the point. Have you ever been eaten out before ?" Donghyuck asked, looking at Renjun through the mirror.

Renjun just shook his head, too embarrassed to say anything other than swearing at Donghyuck.

''Today is your lucky day, baby.''

Donghyuck didn't wait for an answer, he just knelt on the floor, separating the cheeks of Renjun's ass, feeling dizzy at the sight. He squeezed Renjun's ass one more time, spreading a few kisses along his cheeks, then kissing Renjun's hole, and without a second thought, he ran his tongue over the tiny pulsating hole, shuddering as he felt the pulse on his tongue.

''Fuck''

Renjun felt his whole body shudder, almost collapsing as he felt the wetness of Donghyuck's tongue. It felt so good, his eyes rolled back in his head, Donghyuck had just started, and Renjun already felt weak.

Every sound that came out of Renjun's mouth fueled Donghyuck's ego , he was delirious at the sensation, and he knew Renjun just needed a few more stimulations to come.

As Renjun's hole began to clench harder, Donghyuck pressed his tongue harder, and the feeling of being nudged was what brought Renjun closer to his peak.

The loud music outside was what made Renjun comfortable to moan out loud, like the bitch he wanted to be, so he would be fucked so deftly that he wouldn't step foot for at least a whole week on the rink.

Every time Donghyuck's tongue entered him, Renjun felt like he was being thrown to heaven and dragged to hell in a split second, it felt so good that it should be a crime, a crime Renjun would commit as many times as necessary just for fun, and every second they spent on it, Renjun understood that the adoration he felt for Donghyuck made sense

Renjun would shove his ass against Donghyuck's mouth, and every time he did, Donghyuck would grip his waist tightly enough to brand it, just to keep him pinned in place, but Renjun would keep doing it, because having his waist marked by Donghyuck's pretty fingers was the perfect stimulus.

Donghyuck started to fuck Renjun with his tongue, but it wasn't enough anymore and that's when he got the idea of circling his fingers in Donghyuck's hair to press his ass hard against his face, Donghyuck took it, if it was something Renjun wanted to do, then he'd let him, because Renjun's first time would have to be perfect.

Renjun pressed his ass hard against Donghyuck's face, moaning louder, more needy, his body trembling even more, and leaking so much pre-cum from Renjun's cock that his belly and thighs were already wet. The drips tickled Renjun's inner thighs, but he didn't give a damn.

It was then he let out a high-pitched groan– he was very close to orgasm. Donghyuck immediately pulled his face away and stood up, slipping a finger inside. The slipperiness made it easy.

Donghyuck started fucking him with his finger, going so deep it didn't take long to reach Renjun's prostate, and when Donghyuck's finger started poking that area, Renjun came.

The pleasure was so intense, tears started to gather in his eyes, starting to trickle down Renjun's flushed cheeks as he still let beautiful sounds come out of his mouth.

His body was so shaky, so sensitive, so Donghyuck leaned against Renjun's back, bringing his hand up to Renjun's face to dry the last tear falling from his eyes, then kissing him.

Donghyuck smiled as he broke the kiss. Renjun was amazing.

''Look at you, you crybaby.''

''You should go back to shutting your mouth the fuck up on my ass.''

''You've barely come back from destruction and you're answering again? You need to have good manners, and understand that being a national champion doesn't make you special to the point where you talk as you please or have everything when you want it.'' Donghyuck whispered in Renjun's ear, each word making his body shiver against his touches.

''So teach me manners, because I've grown used to having whatever I want the moment I want it, and that's why you're here.''

And once again, Donghyuck felt challenged.

Renjun needed to learn that defying Donghyuck would bring him to ruin, but maybe if he knew that, he would defy him even more.

''The first lesson is to learn to say please, I'll only let you come a second time when you learn to ask for it nicely, and I don't guarantee that I'll give you what you want the first time you ask. Life is full of frustrations, and sometimes, we have to beg until we get what we want.''

Renjun was fucked, he knew he was fucked up, because Donghyuck made it very clear that he wouldn't go easy on him. The first orgasm had been magnificent, but Donghyuck still needed to fuck him, and if just being eaten out would have been so glorious, then having Donghyuck's cock buried inside him could be even more mind-shattering , and Renjun was keen to have that orgasm.

''Can I at least suck you off?'' Renjun asked.

''Of course you can, as long as you gulp it all down, like my cum is your last meal.''

Renjun's eyes darkened, although Donghyuck believed he was getting the upper hand at the moment, it was Renjun who was really getting lucky. Sucking on Donghyuck was something he wanted the day he saw him hard after he left a gig…

It was 2018, Renjun's hormones were running high, he had recently had his first sexual experience, and anything that involved a male body was enough to give Renjun an erection. After seeing Donghyuck leave the rink With his hands in front of his lap to cover an erection that had sprung from adrenaline, Renjun felt his own cock prick, and his hole tightened around nothing.

Renjun kneels on the cold floor, opening Donghyuck's belt as if his life depended on it, and seeing Donghyuck's cock so hard and heavy, he felt his own mouth water.

Donghyuck's cock was beautiful, the head swollen, red, almost purple, and the perfect size.

Unceremoniously, Renjun stuffed all of Donghyuck's cock in his mouth, he wasn’t gentle, not even to play games, he just wanted that cock in his mouth as soon as possible.

Renjun was good at it. Donghyuck's eyes rolled back in his head, and he didn't mind coming so fast, he was in the mood for at least three orgasms in a row. Donghyuck began to hold Renjun's hair to control.

Renjun looked into his eyes without any shame, and his gaze seemed to invite Donghyuck to a new challenge.

He came, and Renjun swallowed it all letting a little cum trickle from the corners of his lips.

Donghyuck gently took what was coming from the corners of Renjun's mouth with his thumb, pushing it back into his mouth, and now every drop was running down his throat, nothing out of place, and yet Renjun's gaze seemed to beg for more.

''Go back to your position.'' Donghyuck ordered.

''If you don't want to make a mess, there's a condom in my pants pocket. Honestly, I'd rather feel full, and then feel the sperm run down my legs, but that's up to you.'' Renjun warned, returning to his previous position, with one leg propped up on the sink, completely exposed to Donghyuck, and ready to receive his cock inside him.

''You're so dirty, Renjun.''

''I know you like it.''

Donghyuck accepted Renjun's offer to fuck him without a condom, so he started pumping his own cock a few times until he was hard again, then lined up his cock against Renjun's hole, holding him gently by the waist ready to begin what had to be done, but first, he would play around with it a little, running his head lightly through the hole, sending shivers all over his body. Renjun's body, which was trying to push his hips against Donghyuck, but was held tightly by his waist.

Donghyuck was the devil, and he was amused every time Renjun's hole twitched in rage at not having a cock buried inside it.

Renjun once again pushed his ass against Donghyuck, held once more in place, but this time, Donghyuck slapped his ass hard, causing a loud groan to escape Renjun's mouth.

''Son of a bitch.'' Renjun swore, squeezing his eyes shut to try to focus away from the pain.

''The second lesson in good manners is learning to be patient. Every time you try to anticipate something, I'll punish you.''

''It's not like slaps teaches anyone anything.''

''But here, slaps works, so be a good boy if you don't want to leave here with your ass red from being spanked.''

''Go to hell.''

Renjun felt another slap sting his skin, his back arching, and the air caught in his throat.

Renjun caught his breath, understanding how things would be with Donghyuck, and although he had a pride to preserve, he knew he would have to undress him if he wanted to finally be fucked by Donghyuck.

''Can you please get on with it?'' Renjun asked, anger evident in his voice.

''With what?''

''Stick your fucking dick up my ass!''

And then another slap hit Renjun, who once again felt his back arch, the air caught in his throat, and a burning sensation in his ass cheeks.

''The swear word.''

''I'm sorry.''

''Ask nicely, I know you can do it.''

Renjun has too much pride to be swallowed all at once, so Renjun needs to take small doses down his throat, and that means he will have to apologize, say please, and be kind with words all the time, when in reality, the only thing he wanted was to have the dick. of Donghyuck inside him.

He didn't take the time to suck Donghyuck's dick, so why did Donghyuck have to take so long?

''Please Donghyuck, fuck me, I want your dick inside me, I want to feel you all over, I just want to be fucked like I've never been in my life, and I know that only you can do it for me, so why please, fuck me, fuck me like I'm a bitch in heat, like a whore, your whore , a little whore in need of your dick.''

Donghyuck shuddered at that, because hearing Renjun begging for something only he had, was something that boosted his ego sky-high, and Donghyuck couldn't deny that request from Renjun, not when Renjun's expression was one of despair.

Donghyuck pressed his head against the hole, watching it slide in easily, and then Renjun's hole contracted hard against his head, and Donghyuck pulled it out, then pressed it again against Renjun's hole, and then Donghyuck slowly slid his cock inside, and in the mirror, he could see the delight in Renjun's expression.

That was a relief, Renjun was finally starting to feel satisfied and happy to finally have something he wanted.

Donghyuck stood still for a moment until Renjun got used to it, and when Renjun gave Donghyuck a light jab to let him know he was okay, Donghyuck finally started moving.

At first, it was slow, so soft, Donghyuck was so gentle, so affectionate, he distributed a few kisses on Renjun's back, and every now and then, he pulled him in for a kiss, but as the craving increased and such a delicious rhythm was established, able to send electric currents through Renjun's body, shaking him to the point where he couldn't keep his eyes open with the pleasure he felt, Donghyuck found the perfect moment to fuck him harder.

Renjun brought his own hand to Donghyuck's hand that was pressing his waist, he wanted to touch him somehow, and Donghyuck understood that Renjun needed some kind of affection at that moment, so Donghyuck leaned against Renjun once more, to that their faces were close enough that he could kiss Renjun, and even if that wasn't the best position for them to kiss, Renjun was satisfied.

Renjun is used to having missionary sex, so he was used to getting kisses while having sex, but this was the first time he really felt something different.

He didn't know if it was for the adventure of doing something different, but kissing Donghyuck while being fucked certainly filled Renjun's heart with something different.

It didn't take them long before Renjun was close to coming, and then the surprise came when Donghyuck stopped moving, pulling his cock out of Renjun and pulling away from him.

The surprise was evident on Renjun's face, he was going to swear, but he knew what would happen if he did that, so Renjun took a breath and decided to ask nicely, just the way Donghyuck wanted.

''What are you doing?''

''You have to ask to come.''

Renjun closed his eyes tightly, controlling the urge to yell at Donghyuck and slap him.

''Because I feel like even if I ask, you won't let me come?''

''Because that's exactly what I'm going to do, I want to hear you beg.''

''Okay, I can beg, but can you please not come out of me? I'm very sensitive.''

''Sure, baby. You've seen how things are easier when you ask nicely.'' Donghyuck smiled, and Renjun never wanted to hit someone more than he did at that moment.

Donghyuck went back to pushing his cock against Renjun's hole and fucking him, only this time it was faster, and every time Renjun was about to come, he stopped moving, waiting for Renjun to ask to be fucked again, and so it took a while to continue.

Donghyuck did this at least five times, and it was when he saw tears all over Renjun's face and his body was shaking so much that it burst from the pleasure and the urge to come, that Donghyuck decided he would give Renjun what he wanted.

He was a good boy, he asked nicely, he didn't yell at Donghyuck, he didn't swear at him or say hurtful things, and he didn't even dictate the rules. That night was about Donghyuck and the orders he'd like to give Renjun, about him subduing that boy who was at his mercy, about making Renjun beg and humiliate himself to get what he wanted, so it was only fair this time to let him come.

Once again Renjun was close, so before Donghyuck stopped, Renjun started begging once more, only this time, he had more energy to ask.

''Please don't stop, don't stop, I'm almost, let me come, please Hyuck. Let me come, let me come just this once, and then you can do whatever you want with me, just let me come.''

Renjun was crying, and he was so handsome as he cried begging for an orgasm.

Donghyuck didn't stop, he just intensified his movements, watching Renjun's surprised expression through the mirror, happy and relieved that he was finally going to come, and when the orgasm hit him, Renjun slapped his hand on the mirror, looking for balance, so he wouldn't fall apart, he felt his whole body tremble, his hole squeezing tightly around Donghyuck's cock, and he needed to be held by Donghyuck to keep from falling, because Donghyuck actually managed to destroy him, destroy him to the point of doing so lose the strength of one's own body.

Donghyuck held Renjun tightly, planting a few kisses down his back, watching him panting and so vulnerable, and when Renjun was fully recovered, Donghyuck bent down once more to kiss him.

''I still haven't come.'' Donghyuck warned.

''Then use me, I need you to come inside me.''

Renjun could come one more time, he would only have to masturbate to make it happen, and Donghyuck didn't stop him.

Renjun's third orgasm was less aggressive, but it was just as good as the first two, because Donghyuck kept moving to increase Renjun's hypersensitivity, and it was with the needy moans coming out of the boy's mouth that Donghyuck finally came.

It was what they wanted, and once again that night Donghyuck's ego soared, because watching his own cum out of Renjun's hole and down his legs was one of the most beautiful sights Renjun would have afforded him.

They were sweaty and clammy bodies, so Donghyuck started reaching for the paper towels to wipe Renjun clean, and when everything was ready, Donghyuck pulled Renjun in for another kiss, and this time it was pure, pure and tender.

''Did I get heavy?'' Donghyuck asked Renjun, stroking his cheek with his thumb.

Renjun's expression showed his tiredness after sex, and even so he didn't lose his glow, he was still handsome, and his tired smile was as beautiful as the common smiles of everyday life.

''No, I'm fine.''

''What about the slaps?''

''Ironically, no, that's what turned me on the most.''

And then they both laughed, and that moment reminded Donghyuck of the day and that Renjun smiled to himself for the first time, so beautiful, so graceful, so innocent, yet so meaningful, and Donghyuck had to deal with the sadness of not being able to receive those smiles every day of his life.

He was just a kid, but a kid who wanted to get close to Renjun, he wanted to be Renjun's friend, be close to him, ask him to play, or ask him to skate when they were bored, and maybe invite him to eat ice cream in the summer, make snowmen in the winter, catch dragonflies in the spring, and play in the dry-leaf mountains in the fall.

Maybe they'd built a story, gotten together in their teens, figured out a few things, and who knows, they'd have shared their first kiss, and then, in 2018, when they came of age, they could travel alone to a championship, and they'd share one room, where they would make love for the first time, because the truth was one, they would have grown fond of each other the day they first saw each other, and if they had had the opportunity to grow up as friends, surely Renjun and Donghyuck would have become lovers.

It is true that Donghyuck collected a lot of frustrations due to Renjun, but it is also true that Renjun is not to blame, and it is also true that Donghyuck admires him, and not only because Renjun is a great skater, but because Renjun was his first crush when he was only ten years old, and as much as Donghyuck had been conditioned to believe that Renjun was his enemy, it was too difficult for him to treat him that way, and even harder to hate Renjun as they wanted him to. .

Donghyuck never hated Renjun, and even though he had been rude to him many times that year, the truth is that he always regretted it afterward, and the fact that he went to Renjun's party after what happened in the locker room said a lot about Donghyuck. his regret in treating him harshly, because Renjun just wanted to find a way to get close to him, and Donghyuck kept building walls around himself to keep Renjun away.

''I wonder why you had a condom in your pants pocket.'' Donghyuck asked, as he finished putting his pants on and looked in the mirror to see if he was all right with his own appearance.

''Because it was in my plans to have sex with you tonight.'' Renjun replied, finishing his wash at the bathroom sink.

''Why were you so sure this would happen?''

''Intuition, maybe.''

''And what does your intuition tell you now?''

''That you'll meet me at my house in thirty minutes, time enough for me to end this party and go home.''

Renjun's intuition was right, Donghyuck finished everything before Renjun, to leave the bathroom and say goodbye to his friends, heading towards Renjun's house to meet him later.

⛸️

It was Sunday morning, it was hot, and Donghyuck was lying on Renjun's bed, completely naked. Renjun was also naked, sitting comfortably on Donghyuck's lap, distributing a few kisses on his neck, who had his eyes closed, just enjoying the feeling of being kissed by Renjun, while he lightly caressed the boy's waist on top of him.

''You are insatiable.'' Donghyuck was tired, the sun had already risen, and they still wouldn't have slept, because they spent the whole night having sex in every position they knew.

''You said you'd make me dependent on you, and you did, it's not my fault.''

"I'm tired, we've had sex all night, we need sleep."

"I don’t want to sleep."

Deftly, Donghyuck reversed positions, placing Renjun on the bed and climbing on top of him, settling between Renjun's legs that were covered in bite marks and hickeys.

"I'm going to give your hair such a nice caress, you'll sleep for hours, what do you think about that?"

"I prefer missionary sex."

"We've already done this three times, and you're still awake."

"Maybe a fourth time is needed, because I really don't want to sleep."

"Why? Are you afraid I'm leaving? You know where to find me, you've been chasing me all this year." Donghyuck scoffed, and Renjun rolled his eyes.

"This is not true."

"Wherever I look, you're there, so I don't believe you."

Renjun didn't have an answer for that, because Donghyuck was telling the truth, so he just pulled Donghyuck to kiss him, in an attempt to get him to shut up and stop telling the truth that Renjun wouldn't want to hear.

"When this is over, what will we be like?" Renjun asked as he broke the kiss. He had his eyes closed as he stroked the hairs on the back of Donghyuck's neck. They were foreheads together, and even though it was just a touch, there was affection, and Renjun felt so dear to be with Donghyuck like that.

"Just as we already are."

"Hating each other?"

Donghyuck lay down beside Renjun, pulling him to his chest to stroke his hair, a gentle caress to comfort him, because he knew he was getting into an unpleasant conversation, and he didn't want Renjun to feel uncomfortable.

"I never hated you, Renjun."

"But you do have hard feelings, don't you?"

Donghyuck sighed,

"Um, some, but I'm over it."

"Which types?"

"I would get angry every time you would see me after the competition, always so smiling and graceful, like an angel. At first, I thought you were affronting me, trying to make me feel bad for losing, but as time went on passing by, I understood that this was just your way, that you didn't want to upset me, for some reason you just wanted to be nice to me, but that never took away the fact that I felt bad about losing a competition. It was always a very big relief when you weren't going to compete with me, and until now I didn't understand why you participated in championships that wouldn't make a difference in your career. I understand that this year you didn't go to the Olympic games and wanted to have fun in state championships, but I still don't understand your choice."

"I wanted to participate in the same championships as you to have the chance to be by your side." Renjun confessed, grateful that he didn't have to look at Donghyuck's face as he said those words.

Donghyuck thought it was adorable, so he laughed, which made Renjun feel annoyed and slap Donghyuck weakly on the chest.

"Don't laugh at my honesty."

"You're cute." He said, placing a kiss on top of Renjun's head. "But did you really need to beat me in every competition? What would it cost to let me win once?"

Renjun sighed, maybe he would regret it in the future, but he needed to be frank with Donghyuck, not to upset him, but to make him understand that it wasn't his fault, and maybe, his words would help him something.

“Do you know why you keep losing to me?” Donghyuck shook his head, ready to hear everything Renjun had to say. “Because you hate figure skating, not because you're bad at it. In years, I saw you enter the rink at least a hundred times. Donghyuck, you were magnificent, you were simply magnificent, your technique is incredible, but you know that in addition to technique, emotion also counts. There was a void. So deep in your eyes, that for a moment I wondered why you were skating, if that was your dream or if you were there because someone forced you. You know, I tried to be in last place, I tried to lose to you during seven times this year alone, but I am an Olympic champion, no matter what I do, they will keep giving me first place, and the only place that will be really challenging for me is in championships where I will be competing with other Olympic champions."

Renjun was as honest as he could be, and Donghyuck didn't feel offended by those words, he even stopped to do a deep analysis on everything that was said, and he needed to be honest with himself in admitting that Renjun was right.

He didn't want to be a figure skater, that was his parents' dream, his parents' happiness depended on his own unhappiness, and for years, Donghyuck needed to hear that the ends justified the means, something his parents always said to validate that the fact that they made Donghyuck suffer and be frustrated for years of his life was for a goal that Donghyuck never really achieved: to be an Olympic athlete.

Donghyuck was supposed to have become a national champion, an Olympic athlete, but Donghyuck never managed to go beyond an interstate championship, and not because he was incapable, he just didn't want to go too far with his skating career, and for some reason, the judges knew that, they felt Donghyuck's emotions during his performances, and for that reason, Donghyuck was never able to add different scores to go that far.

''I've seen you playing hockey.'' Renjun commented. ''You were magnificent, more magnificent than in skating. I saw you genuinely smile for the first time. Isn't it ironic that we've known each other for fourteen years and I've never seen you at the height of your joy? The first time I saw you so happy was when you joined the hockey team to play a game, our training for the 2016 championship would start in an hour, so you and your hockey friends gathered at the rink to play, and I watched you from afar. Back then, I already liked you, and then I saw you, so beautiful, all sweaty, I thought it was really sexy, I just wanted to throw you on the wall and kiss you, it was a little humiliating to have an erection with just a short time for our training to start, but I couldn't take my eyes off you, not just because you're the best looking guy in the rink, but because you were so happy really.''

''So you were the type obsessed with me who kept watching me from afar and always ended up with a hard cock?'' Donghyuck spoke in a playful tone, and once again, Renjun slapped his chest.

''Sincerely, Donghyuck.'' Renjun shifted in Donghyuck's arms, to turn away from him.

Donghyuck was unbelievable, because even at a time that was supposed to be serious, he managed to crack jokes.

''Is the baby sad?'' Donghyuck was still laughing, squeezing Renjun even tighter in his arms, kissing the back of his head, which was then already on Renjun's shoulder, to later end up in his throat. By this time, Donghyuck was once again between Renjun's legs, kissing him with such devotion. ''I really hate being a figure skater, and I'm considering joining the hockey team, maybe soon you'll get a new coach, but in the meantime, how about some sex before we sleep?'' Donghyuck asked as they broke a kiss, seeing a beautiful smile of satisfaction appear on Renjun's face. ''Will you make nice sounds?''

''For you I can make any kind of sound, from the prettiest to the dirtiest.''

''These are the ones I want.''

''So these are they'll give it to you.''

They kissed one more time, and it wasn't long before they were having sex again, looking into each other's eyes, and they didn't dare close their eyes during orgasm, because if they did that, they would lose themselves in themselves, and that moment was meant to be shared, so they shared the gaze during orgasm, and kissed after the climax of pleasure, and Renjun made a point of moaning to Donghyuck, just for him, exclusive moans that Renjun never let go. no one has heard before, and perhaps because no one has ever been able to satisfy him like that.

In the end, Donghyuck was deserving of all the things Renjun was willing to give him.

⛸️

Donghyuck thought it would be difficult to join the hockey team, but everyone who saw him play knew he had a talent for it, so Donghyuck was accepted on the first try, and within three months, he was officially playing with the team.

Donghyuck, unfortunately, developed a family problem, his parents were obviously not happy to hear that their son would be giving up figure skating to dedicate himself to hockey, but Donghyuck wouldn't back down, for the first time in his life, he was enjoying some sport.

He knew that this decision would have consequences for him, and he was willing to deal with them, because although he had to deal with his parents' rejection, now he had a team that really cared about him, and most importantly: he had Renjun, the one who opened his eyes and wouldn't give up on himself for anything.

Now, Renjun and Donghyuck met frequently at the rink, they shared a kiss before Donghyuck left with the hockey team for Renjun to enter with other skaters to start the day's practice, and Donghyuck spent the next few hours watching Renjun practice, for at the end, they walk together and hand in hand to the house.

What they had was official, it took a while to establish, but since the belated celebration of Renjun's birthday, they'd met at least once a week, and they realized they were close enough to make something official when Donghyuck started spending a few nights with Renjun.

Usually, Donghyuck only stayed when they spent an entire night fucking like dogs in heat, but suddenly, Donghyuck was invited to stay, even though they hadn't done anything.

At least once a week Donghyuck would drop by for dinner, they'd watch a movie, spend a few hours making out on the couch while he finished the whole bottle of wine, and sometimes they wouldn't even have sex, Renjun would just ask Donghyuck to spend the night with him, because he wanted to be in Donghyuck's arms, to be held in his sleep, to hear Donghyuck's heartbeat as he had his head resting on his chest. All Renjun wanted was to have Donghyuck with him.

They were happy together, they were never really enemies, they never hated each other, but they were trained to do so, and while Donghyuck thought it was a sin to hate angels, Renjun believed he and Donghyuck would be better friends.

Sadly, it took fourteen years for them to finally bond, but when it did, it was an explosion of feelings, as it was fourteen years for Renjun to have to wait for Donghyuck, and fourteen years for Donghyuck to finally free himself from the weight of having to hate. Renjun, even though he had never actually done it.

And if anyone ever told Donghyuck that he would be dating his sporting enemy, he would say he believed in that possibility, because his enemy was never really an enemy, but rather, the boy Donghyuck looked up to adoringly, the one everyone called angel, and Donghyuck believed it was a sin to hate angels.

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spunktober part one

title: blame it on the alcohol

pairing: huang ren jun/mark lee, lee donghyuck | haechan/mark lee, lee jeno/mark lee, mark lee/na jaemin

Tags: voyeurism, fivesome - m/m/m/m/m, first time blow jobs, friends with benefits, oral sex, oral fixation, hand jobs

kink: being watched

AO3

taglist: @donghunstuff

If you asked Mark later how he ended up being fucked by one of his Dongsaengs while three other Dongsaengs watched, he would blame it on the three shots he was talked into earlier for Jaemin's birthday. The blue haired man had wanted to celebrate turning twenty by sharing his first shot with his eldest Hyung. Mark would blame the two shots that followed on Donghyuck for shoving them in his hand in rapid succession. Despite Mark's alcohol tolerance, he will claim until the end of the days that those shots were the cause of the following events.

Given their Idol statuses, the boys could not get too drunk but that did not stop the lightweights named Donghyuck and Jaemin. A shot and a beer later and two were giggling and falling all over themselves. Jeno was attempting to keep them up while Mark and Renjun simply laughed at the younger boys.

"You are going to wake up Jisung up," Renjun warned as he unlocked the door to their dorm, the trio stumbling in. Mark stifled his laughter, wanting to be respectful to their Maknae who had probably passed out on the couch once more. Jeno ushers Donghyuck and Jaemin into his bedroom, shoving the two of them on his bed in a mess of giggles. Mark took a second to ensure that Jisung was still sleeping, the brunet passed out with his mouth hanging open, before following the others in Jeno's room, closing the door behind him before the Donghyuck and Jaemin woke up their youngest.

"I can't believe that girl turned down Jeno-Hyung," Donghyuck cackled, a whine escaping him when the elder smacked the back of his head. Mark snorted at the other, sitting at Jeno's desk, but turning in the seat so he could see the others. "You know for an attractive Idol, you really have no game," he continued to cackle, despite the other hitting him again. Jaemin was practically red in the face from Donghyuck's words.

"None of you have any game," Renjun shook his head, sitting on the desk next to Mark. Like the eldest, Renjun had a good handle on his alcohol intake. It also helped that he had forgone the shot that the other four took.

"Like you would have any Hyung," Jeno huffed, his cheeks pink. He had drunk as much as Donghyuck and Jaemin, but he was a more subdue drunk.

"Have you even had sex Hyung?" Jaemin shot as well, wanting to join in the conversation, even though his words were slurring together. Mark and Renjun's eyebrows shot up at the bold words, both of them glancing at each other. Mark could not help slight quirk of his lips as he thought of how the other would answer that question.

"Hyungs?" Jeno questioned having seen the look the two exchanged. Donghyuck and Jaemin took a different approach.

"You two are fucking?"

"Mark-Hyung you are with our Renjunnie-Hyung?"

Renjun snorted at their outbursts, running his fingers through his hair before he shook his head in disbelief. They really had no respect. Mark put his own head in his hands at their questions, torn between embarrassment and laughter.

"Aish, learn some respect brats," Renjun huffed at the two playfully, swiping at the other two. There were suddenly three sets of eyes focused on Mark and Renjun. You would think that they had not been all giggly thirty seconds ago from the looks on their face. "What?"

"Are you going to tell us about you and Hyung?" Jaemin asked, leaning forward on his knees and looking between his Hyungs. Mark's neck was red in embarrassment, turning to look at Renjun. The younger was smirking back at him, nodding towards the Dongsaengs.

"Go on and tell them Markie," Donghyuck's eyes widened at the lack of honorifics used by Renjun. Mark smacked Renjun's knees for the nickname, shifting in the chair.

"Um, yeah, uh… Renjun and I have slept together from time to time," he answered quietly, wincing at the ensuing chaos. Donghyuck shot off the bed and shook Mark by the shoulders while Jaemin tossed himself back on the bed as if he fainted. Jeno was still calm, though his eyes were wide.

"For how long?" Donghyuck cried as he shook Mark, Renjun having to pull the boy off of Mark before he gave him whiplash. Mark had to grab on to the desk to stable his vision, shoving Donghyuck away from him before he could grab him again.

"Two years? Give or take, we stopped for a time when Mark turned twenty until I was twenty as well. It does not happen all that often," Renjun took the lead since Mark was currently red in the face. It was one thing for your Dongsaengs to catch you masturbating or something, but to tell that that you have been fuck buddies with their other Hyung was something entirely different.

"I can't believe you hid this from us," Jaemin huffed, looking a tad upset.

"What did you want us to do? Come up to you and detail how pretty Mark sounds while he gets fucked into the bed?" Renjun's words sparked more chaos, Mark joining in this time by hitting Renjun in the stomach.

"Ew gross Hyung!"

"Yes! Knowing would have been nice, Hyung!"

"Why did you tell them that!"

"Mark-Hyung bottoms?"

Jeno's question paused the chaos as they all turned to look at their eldest Hyung. Mark rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly and shrugged his shoulders. He could not help that bottom felt the best. Plus all the tall, muscular men around him only fueled his need to be pinned down. Though one may point out that Mark was taller than Renjun, but the younger made up for that with his dominance. Plus it is really hot to see small Renjun fuck him stupid.

"I can't believe our Markie-Hyung bottoms," Mark smacked at Donghyuck's hand that made to pinch his cheek, narrowing his eyes at him. Renjun just grinned from next to Mark, extremely proud of himself. "Would you bottom for me Hyung?"

"In your dreams,"

"What about me, Hyung?" Jeno asked playfully though all of their eyes widened when Mark blushed at the thought. It was silent for two beats of his heart before Donghyuck and Jaemin begun to giggle once more. Jeno just beamed at the knowledge, looking more confident knowing that even though he struck out at the bar, he could top his Hyung. Mark scowled at the three and crossed his eyes over his chest.

"As if you both would bottom for Jeno too, given the chance," he grumbled which only spurred on more teasing. He huffed at them, sliding his chair a bit away from Renjun because that traitor was laughing too.

Here is when Mark believes that the alcohol begun to guide their decisions. Had they been sober this would have never happened.

"Hyung, do you think you could show us?"

The question was asked by Jaemin this time, his big eyes staring at Renjun with curiosity shining in them. The question had caused Donghyuck and Jeno to sit up a bit straighter while Mark choked on his spit, practically folding in half as he coughed. Renjun was the only one that did not seem too disturbed by the question, though his head did tilt to the side.

"Like put on a show?" He asked, quirking his eyebrow at the youngest in the room. Jaemin thought for a second before nodding, moving his doe eyes to Mark, adding a pout to his lips.

"For my birthday Hyung?"

Mark licked his lips nervously and looked up at Renjun. It had been awhile since the two of them got to be alone with each other. Both had busy schedules and this was the first time that Mark was able to make time to come see his Dreamies.

"I'm for it if you are Markie," Renjun said softly, reaching out to rule his fingers through Mark's hair. Mark leaned up into the other's touch, biting his lip.

"Are you two going to stay?" He asked, having to clear his throat for a second as he looked between Jeno and Donghyuck. Jeno immediately nodded, a certain fire to his eyes that had appeared when he found out that Mark would let him top him. Donghyuck took a second longer, though it appeared his curiosity was getting the best of him and he nodded as well.

"Can we use your bed Jeno?" Renjun asked, tugging the desk chair closer to him to be able to access Mark easier. The blond nodded his head, tugging Jaemin and Donghyuck off the bed so it was free for the two elders. The trio shuffled over to the small couch in the room, squishing together easily.

Renjun nodded to Jeno before turning his attention to Mark. He reached forward to grab his chin and tilted his head to look at him.

"Does Markie want to play?" He cooed, watching as the nerves in the other's eyes practically melted away at the familiar tone that Renjun used. The trio were practically holding their breath. They had never seen their Hyung like this. Mark bobbed his head slightly, eyes glancing towards the Dongsaengs. Renjun grabbed his chin a bit more firmly, pulling his head towards him. "Don't worry about them. They are just going to watch… Unless you want them to play too?" Mark bit his lip at the question, looking unsure of how he wanted to answer.

"Want to give Nana something for his birthday," he murmured to Renjun, the other humming at his words.

"Shall I ask him what he wants?" Mark nodded his head, squirming in his seat. "Nana, Mark wants to give you something special for your birthday, is there anything you want?" Jaemin stared back at his Hyung as he if he was speaking a different language, Donghyuck nudging him to get his attention.

"Um, is there anything he likes doing?" Jaemin asked softly, his eyes wide as he took in how docile his Hyung seemed to be in Renjun's hold.

"Blowjobs, right Markie?" The eldest nodded rapidly, looking ecstatic at the mere mention of getting to suck someone off. Renjun grinned at Mark before glancing up at Jaemin. "Sound good Nana?" Jaemin gulped, fidgeting in his seat now. Though the tightness that was growing in his pants was probably the cause of his discomfort.

"Yeah Hyung," Jaemin's voice was little shaky.

Renjun nodded slipping off the desk and pulling Mark up by his chin.

"Let's give them a show Markie," Renjun smirked, turning so the others would have a good view as he connected their lips together. Three gasps echoed through the room, though they were muffled by the moan that escaped Mark.

The kiss was gentle at first, the two needing to learn each other briefly and a little shy with an audience. The gentleness of the kiss did not last long however, Renjun being spurred on by Mark's hands clutching at his waist. He shifted the kiss down to the elder's neck, sucking soft marks on him.

"You gonna be a good boy for us Markie?" Renjun whispered to the taller man, smirking at his nod. "Strip for us then," he demanded, coming up to kiss Mark's lips once more before stepping away from him and stepping up to Jaemin, the youngest looking around frantically as his Hyung approached him.

Mark was busy stripping down, not making eye contact with Donghyuck and Jeno who were raptly watching him. Renjun was pulling Jaemin up from the couch and setting him in the desk chair.

"Birthday boy Nana," he cooed, tilting Jaemin's head up. The youngest was sitting in shock at being on the receiving side of this attention. "Would you keep Markie's mouth busy while I prep him?" Jaemin stared up at his Hyung in disbelief before nodding rapidly, biting his lip. "You heard him Markie, take care of the birthday boy."

Jaemin's head shot towards his eldest Hyung as the other shuffled forward and knelt between his legs.

"Can I Nana?"

"Yeah, um, yeah go for it," Jaemin stuttered, a little surprise when Mark tilted his head up for a kiss. Jaemin was not a complete virgin. He had kissed girls before and some boys as well, but kissing his Hyung felt different. Like forbidden fruit. This was the same man who he had looked up to for years and here he was knelt naked between his legs and trying to tease Jaemin's tongue out of his mouth.

A strangled moan escaped Mark suddenly, causing Jaemin to pull back in worry. He ended up with a lap of Mark and he could see what had caused the other to moan like that. Without their notice, Renjun had found lube and had slipped a finger into Mark.

"Get to work Markie," Renjun grinned, aiming his finger until Mark let out a small cry as he struck his prostate.

"Nana," Mark moaned, reaching up to begin to tug at the other's belt. Jaemin stood up a bit to help the other out, shoving his pants down his legs as Mark tugged his boxers down.

"Nice Nana," Donghyuck spoke for the first time, startling Jaemin and Mark, who was already reaching up to stroke Jaemin. Jaemin blushed at Donghyuck's comment, sitting back in the chair and tipping his head back as Mark stroked him.

"Hyung," he whimpered softly, trembling already. No one other than himself had ever touched his cock before and it was a new experience. The youngest felt his cheeks turn red as he realized that he would probably not last long. He did not want his Hyung to tease him for cumming so quickly.

"Why the blush Nana?" Renjun teased, tapping Mark's thigh to get him to wrap his lips around Jaemin's cock. He knew exactly why Jaemin was so red in the face. He had been in the exact same spot two years ago when Mark had come to him stressed out and needing relief. "Is Markie's mouth good?" He continued, smirking as he watched lanky fingers slide into Mark's hair and tug harshly, all nerves over this being his Hyung seemingly gone from Jaemin's head.

"So fucking good," the blue haired man panted, his hips slightly canting up into Mark's mouth. And the black haired man was letting him do it. Use him. He had never seen this side of Mark before and it made him curious to see how far it went. Renjun aimed his fingers at Mark's prostate at the same moment as Jaemin thrust into his mouth, chuckling as Mark let out a whine, the rapper unsure if he wanted to get more of Renjun's fingers or Jaemin's cock.

"Such a greedy Hyung," Renjun tutted, slipping another finger into Mark. Usually by now he would already be buried in Mark, but he wanted Jaemin to cum first before he fucked Mark stupid. Besides he knew that Mark would not be able to focus on blowing the other if Renjun was fucking him.

"Fuck Hyung," it was Jeno this time that spoke, the blond's eyes wide as he watched Mark deep throat Jaemin like it was nothing.

"Can Mark-Hyung blow me too?" Donghyuck asked, practically squirming at the chance to be in Jaemin's spot. Renjun quirked a brow at that, smirking once more. The NCT 127 dorms were about to get a lot more interesting now that Donghyuck knew this side of Mark.

"Let's not overwhelm our Hyung. Tonight is Nana's birthday and he gets what he wants. I'm sure if you asked nicely Markie wouldn't mind dropping to his knees," Renjun warned Donghyuck, though when their eyes met they were alight with mischief. "Markie has a bit of an oral fixation, loves getting his mouth around some cock, right Markie?" He teased, the rapper trying to nod around Jaemin to no avail.

Renjun slipped a third finger into Mark right as Jaemin started to moan loudly and lose the rhythm of his thrusts. Mark had his hands braced on the other's thighs, not to stop his thrusts but for leverage and Renjun wished he could see from the other's point of view. Mark was handsome on the worst day. On his knees between two of his Dongsaengs was probably a masterpiece.

"Hyung!" Jaemin came with a hoarse cry, his hands accidentally shoving Mark's head down until his nose was pressed against his pelvis. Mark gagged a bit as the salty fluid shot down his throat, but did not make to pull off until Jaemin let out a surprise gasp and pulled him up by his hair.

Donghyuck and Jeno were holding their breaths at the scene. Jaemin had just forced Mark down on his cock, came down his throat and yanked him back up by his hair. There was no doubt in their minds that their Hyung was about to explode at the youngest. None of the trio were prepared for the pathetic whimper that let Mark as the rapper rest his cheek on Jaemin's hip, eyeing the soften cock with a look of longing. Jaemin groaned at the words, his cock twitching under the intensity of Mark's stare. Three pairs of eyes shot to Renjun for an explanation, the man already laughing at their expressions.

"I told you he had an oral fixation," was all he offered.

Now that Jaemin was done, Renjun begun to strip and get himself ready to fuck Mark. He thought it would be interesting to fuck Mark right there in Jaemin's lap. Mark whimpered once more when the other pulled his fingers out of him, clutching onto Jaemin. The forlorn look on the eldest face did not last long as Renjun lined up and begun to slide inside of him.

Five groans echoed in the room as Renjun slowly bottomed out in Mark. Donghyuck and Jeno had moved off the couch to sit on the floor, wanting to be closer to watch. This was the strangest thing that they had ever done before but they were all into it. Mark looked ethereal stretched out around Renjun's cock.

Mark shifted around impatiently, glancing back at Renjun. The other ran his hand up his back and clutched his shoulder.

"I got you Markie," he hummed, leaning down to kiss his back as he begun to move his hips. All watched as Mark's eyes rolled back in his head, mouth falling open to let out moans. The noises begun to get louder as Renjun's hips sped up, the sounds Mark was making only spurring him on. Jaemin was stroking the Mark's hair as his Hyung cried out in his lap, rocking with the force of Renjun's thrusts.

"Hyung," both Mark and Renjun looked up at the name, watching Jeno shuffle forward with his fingers reached out. The blond paused nervously for a second, gasping when Mark ducked forward to take Jeno's fingers in his mouth, sucking on them. Jeno's mouth dropped as his Hyung twirled his tongue around fingers like they were a cock. It made him hard in a way he had never experienced before. Mark let his eyes fall close softly moaning around the younger's fingers.

"Hey, no fair!" Donghyuck whined, shifting up close enough for Mark to feel his body heat. He let out surprised moan when a calloused hand wrapped around his cock, stroking tentatively before building up speed. Mark pulled off Jeno's fingers, spit connecting Jeno's fingers and Mark's lips. The rapper tilted his head down to look at Donghyuck, drooling a little.

"Hyuckie," he panted, feel overwhelmed by how many hands were on him right now. Jeno pushed his fingers back into Mark's mouth, pressing on his tongue so the other drooled some more. Mark's eyes shot up to Jeno, his body shaking as he neared his orgasm. With his schedules between 127, Super M, and the upcoming Dream comeback, Mark barely had any time to himself other than when he was asleep. It had been awhile since he even got to masturbate. And now he was being touched all over and fucked for the first time in months. It was only reasonable that he would not last too long.

"You gonna come for us Hyung?" Renjun grunted, his eyes focused on where Jeno was practically forces Mark to drool all over Jaemin's lap. He would be worried about Jeno's grip if he did not know that Mark was having the time of his life right now. Mark moaned in response, Donghyuck's hand tightening around his cock. Renjun groaned as Mark tightened around him, his thrusts picking up as fast as he could go.

When Mark came, all of them paused for a moment to take in the sight of their Hyung coming on Donghyuck's hand. He came with a sob, Jeno's fingers slipping deeper into his mouth. Renjun hissed at how tight Mark got, slipping out of the other and beginning to stroke his own cock. Mark's whined at the loss, but Renjun smacked his thigh.

"Stop being greedy," He growled, his own orgasm building in his stomach.

Renjun came with a small groan, covering Mark's back in his come. The rapper slumped against Jaemin's lap, his body tired and spent. He shifted his head back away from Jeno's fingers and looking up towards Jaemin.

"Happy birthday Nana," his voice was raspy and it was luck that Mark did not have to use his voice much tomorrow.

"Thanks for my present Hyung," Jaemin smiled softly, wiping some of the drool from Mark's face.

"C'mon Hyung, let's get cleaned up," Renjun hummed, helping the other up from the floor and supporting the other's weight as he wavered slightly. His knees were rubbed raw from the carpet and would probably hurt for a while. Renjun gave Donghyuck and Jeno a knowing look towards their crotches before he helped Mark out of the room and towards the bathroom.

The trio seemed to understand his meaning since they returned to three sated smiles on the younger's face. They all appeared shirtless, though upon getting in the bed, they discovered they were wearing boxers. Renjun settled Mark between Donghyuck and Jaemin before taking up the spot behind Donghyuck since Jeno was already curled up at Jaemin's back. Mark may blame the situation on alcohol, but he is perfectly content being wrapped in their arms right now.

This moment was worth the embarrassment that was sure to come in the morning.

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