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coffyao · 11 months

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drink away your inhibitions chapter 3.

Seething with frustration, Seungbae pulls Yoonbum until they were face to face against the wall and Seungbae kisses him with such force that it takes the breath out of Yoonbum.

“Mm-“

Wrapping his arms around seungbae’s neck, he kisses him back, locking themselves together in a stifling embrace. Dragging his fingers down yoonbum’s back, Yoonbum gasps out, barely holding onto Seungbaes blazer as he attempts to regain his breath.

“Wait..”

leaning his head against seungbae’s chest, he tries to control his breathing, extremely mortified at how easily he has given out. For a moment, yoonbum felt self-conscious. Thinking about how Seungbae would see him now, all breathless over a simple kiss.

But as Yoonbum continues to try and recover what was left of his pride, his ears pick up at the fast thumping of seungbae’s heart, looking slightly up only to notice that he was breathing heavily as well.

Yoonbum slow rises up and caresses the tip of seungbae’s glasses with his fingers, gauging his reaction. Feeling braver, he takes it off and puts it on himself, looking straight at Seungbae as he did it. Yoonbum felt that he wasn’t good at many things.…but when it came to seducing someone, he knew he could at least a pull a few tricks under his sleeve.

Brushing his hair off his face, yoonbum murmured “..I’ve always wanted to try your glasses."

..Which was true. Yoonbum did want to.

Resting his hands on Seungbae’s shoulder, he hums against Seungbae’s ear, “Now that I have. What do you think?”

“..It looks good.”

Yoonbum’s chest skips a beat and he feels his body slightly tremor in heat. He had to hear it again, “…whats that?”

Sighing, he rubs his hand on Yoonbums neck, looking intently at him as he did it, “I said..it looks good on you.”

Oh?

At that moment, all Yoonbum wanted to do was regain control of the situation that he had put himself in but.. whenever Seungbae had to give him that look oh god yes that look he always found himself falling into pieces, unable to think nor focus.

“oh that’s..” as Yoonbum’s voice falters, too overwhelmed to speak any further.

Seungbae moves his body closer, large hands caressing Yoonbum’s cheek, “..But you don’t need it to look good. you look just as good as you are already.”

Ah.

Yoonbum had pondered briefly if this was mostly just the alcohol influencing their minds to say the things they usually wouldn’t.

But…

Yoonbum kisses Seungbae again, leading him to the bed until they fell on top of it, straddling himself on seungbae’s waist. Putting his hands on seungbae’s chest, he rubs himself on seungbae’s crotch, slow circles as Seungbae clenches his teeth at the movement. Hastily tossing his jacket on the floor, Yoonbum smirks as he watches the man beneath him start to fall apart, a harsh blush of red covering most of his face.

Yoonbum whispers, “do you like it?” feeling surer of himself. Seungbae nods, sucking short bursts of air as his groin starts to harden. Yoonbum found it gradually more difficult to censor anymore of his wants. He didn’t want to come on too strong. However…

“…You want me right?”

He had to make sure this wasn’t one-sided. He had to be sure. He needed to hear him say it.

Breathing through his nose, Seungbae mumbled, “…I do.”

“Then.. prove it.”

With little hesitation, Seungbae tugs Yoonbum’s arm, lifting himself off from the bed until they were in a different position, Yoonbum’s wrists held tightly by the unexpected force of Seungbae’s hands.

Yoonbum had always been enamoured by seungbae’s physique, hyperaware of the occasional times he had his shirt off whenever Yoonbum had popped by his house. When that happened, Yoonbum had always made sure not to ogle too much, He didn’t want to come across as creepy.

But furtively, Yoonbum had always wondered what it would be like to be pinned down by those muscular arms, to have the adrenaline piercing through him as his power is forcibly relinquished.

Yoonbum couldn’t help but grin, chills running through his spine as the man above him presses his lips against his neck, small pecks as he starts to make his way down to his chest. Looking down, Seungbae wastes no time as he takes one of them with his mouth, sucking it with his tongue as Yoonbum bites his finger, the bitter tang of saliva building up in his mouth.

Yoonbum could hardly contain himself from the inside, his skin feeling sensitive to every bite, lick, and tease. He didn’t want to unravel so quickly, not yet.

“Hold-” Yoonbum gasps out.

“..Hmm?”

“Your too..” Yoonbum couldn’t quite get the words out as well as he thought he could. He thought maybe if he had put a cork in it then seungbae wouldn’t have to see..

No.

I don’t want him to stop.

“No actually..” As Yoonbum pushes Seungbae’s head down until it eventually led to his pelvis.

“I want you to..” Yoonbum’s heartbeat drumming hard against his chest.

“..Like this?”

Tugging yoonbum’s legs until it reaches the edge of the bed, seungbae immediately takes in Yoonbum with his mouth, slowly going up and down as Yoonbum’s slumps further into the bed. Yoonbum felt his legs suddenly feel weak and combined with his head, it felt like it had filled with sparks, becoming increasingly more like mind-numbing torture.

“Seung-” Wrapping his hands around Seungbae’s small tuff of hair.

Yoonbum could feel it coming, “..I’m close.”

He really didn’t want to turn Seungbae off by letting himself go all over his face.

“..Do you want me to stop?”

Yoonbum didn’t know what he meant by that, “No but..”

“..Then it’s okay isn’t it? Don’t be embarrassed.”

“But I’ll..”

Gently squeezing Yoonbums thigh, Seungbae looks up at him with a reassuring smile.

“..It’s fine.”

Yoonbum gulps before nodding and Seungbae dives in once again, picking up the pace as yoonbums hand involuntarily grips the covers, bracing himself for climax. Pulsing, Yoonbum digs his teeth into his fingers as his legs convulse and releases himself into Seungbae’s mouth. Gasping, Yoonbum ungrasps the covers and leans forward, eyes widened as he stared at the mess he had made. His mess. Or more so..

..The mess Seungbae had made out of him.

“Seungbae are you..”

Without saying anything, seungbae wipes it off with his wrist. Although Yoonbum wasn’t entirely sure if it was just his imagination making him see things but for a moment, it seemed that Seungbae had enjoyed seeing Yoonbum squirm, a small smile appearing on his face before disappearing within a split second. Unbuttoning most of his shirt, Seungbae pushes his hands against the bedsheet.

“Bum.”

“H-huh?”

“How far do you want me to go?”

“Um…” although Yoonbum was half-expecting this question to pop up sooner or later, he was still a little annoyed.

..What do you think?

Leaning closer to seungbae’s body, Yoonbum digs his hands into seungbae’s trousers, making Seungbae flinch at his warm touch.

“..I want you to fuck me.” Yoonbum said, tone concise but with a hint of impatience. At this point, Yoonbum was already beyond his limit. He needed it and he needed it now.

Seungbae obliges, pulling his trousers down and throwing it to the side.

Yes that’s it..

Yoonbum pulls Seungbae into another kiss, much sloppier than the last as his tongue wraps around Seungbae’s, itching to taste him even more. Trailing his fingers across seungbae’s broad shoulders, he wraps his legs around seungbae’s waist without another breath to waste. Taking this as more than enough invitation, Seungbae slowly pushes himself into him, a puff of air exhaled as seungbae’s get used to the new sensation.

Yoonbum squeezes the covers tighter, the feeling of warmth rising, beads of sweat trinkling all over his back. Yoonbum pulls seungbae into a hug, sighing wistfully into his ear.

“What are you waiting for?” as his fingers move to seungbae’s back, caressing it just enough to tease the what ifs. Like..

Fucking my brains out?

Seungbae moves his waist and thrusts it right back down, forcing a loud cry to gurgle from Yoonbums throat. When seungbae realised what his body - no what he had just done, the logical side of him cursed him out for being so brash.. so careless.

..But there was another side to him that made him acutely aware of how helpless Yoonbum looked right now- how the brush of a hand could make him wither in seconds.

..And how the force of another man’s thrust could regress him into a crying mess.

Was it pride? Was it him starting to feel weirdly possessive all of a sudden?

A hard shiver runs down his back. He buries his head against Yoonbum’s neck, as if resisting the urge to do whatever the fuckinghell that was again – but then he hears a pleading voice.

“More…”

Yoonbum whispers, cheeks flushed and legs desperately grappling for impact. He kept arching his back, making it so painfully obvious that he wanted it.. and that he in fact loved it.

How could I deny him?

Seungbae thrusts into him again, making sure that he had left no room for anymore doubts- that he was going to make sure that he was the one who was going to do the job right. Yoonbum bites his tongue, eyes wet from the pleasure that had fully engulfed him..and with the emotion that came with it.

“Harder…” Yoonbum whimpers. He didn’t want to think anymore. He just wanted to keep feeling. Seungbae actively follows Yoonbum’s command, almost being similar to an aggressive machine that had one purpose…and one purpose only. Seungbae thrusts at a slow and tortuous speed, enough for Yoonbum to feel like he was completely at the edge, but not enough to fall off it.

The speed almost drives Yoonbum crazy as his voice becomes shakier with each vigorous push and his fingernails dig into seungbae's back, his only lucid way of expressing how good he truly feels.

Yes!

Seungbae leans and pressed kisses against Yoonbum’s neck, short but enough for Yoonbum’s head to start to spin and make him feel drunk all over again.

Ohgodohgodyesyesyesyesyesyes-

When it went from thrusts to hard slams against the skin, enough to echo even in the most sound-resistant walls, yoonbum’s voice comes out in waves between loud cries and soft whining, until the point where he couldn’t take it anymore.

“Ah-“

Just a little more..

“Ah!-“

More!

Yoonbum forcibly pulls seungbae’s head into his chest, eyes rolled back and completely consumed by the sensations that had temporarily taken control over him. His eyesight blurs and for a moment, feels euphoric as his climax continues to hit those highs and Yoonbum eventually breathes out once it settled. Yoonbum embraces Seungbae tighter, content in the cathartic silence between them.

I need to say it..

Yoonbum strokes seungbae’s ear with a light finger, “Seungbae I like you. I always have.."

He didn’t care anymore..he had to get out of his chest. His finger continues to travel until he reached seungbae’s earlobe.

“I like you so much that I would do anything for you..”

I need you.

“..Do you like me too?” When Yoonbum said that he felt that he wanted to burst into tears. His cheeks, flushing all over again so much so that he almost wanted to slap himself. He wasn’t a lovesick schoolgirl.

But at the same time, all that mattered right now was hearing Seungbae say it too.

I want you.

A verbal indication..anything. Sex isn’t enough.

I love..

“…Bum. “

I love…

“I…”

Once it had reached morning, Seungbae slowly drags himself out of bed, the scratches from the night before searing into his back like it were a branding. A possessive branding.

But he couldn’t complain, because after all, he did it to Yoonbum too. Yoonbum’s legs stuck out from the wrinkled bedcovers, revealing a few hickies spread across his upper thigh.

And weirdly enough- Seungbae didn’t feel that guilty about it.

He clears his throat and starts gathering the clothes that he had carelessly thrown on the floor – sighing underneath his breath that he was going to have wash it thoroughly when he got home.

He slowly dresses himself, taking small gazes at Yoonbum every now and again so that he wouldn’t wake up.

Once he finished, he takes his pair of glasses that was ravelled inside the bed-sheets and carefully puts on his shoes. As the little semblance of sunlight pops out through the curtains, some of it makes its way to Yoonbum’s face, curly eyelashes, unruly hair and with a feeling that Seungbae couldn't quite put his finger on, no matter how hard he tried. Seungbae looks at him for a little while, before setting a small note aside, saying, “Left you a little bit of extra money, just in case you wanted to take a cab home.”

What the hell are you doing?

The thought of leaving Yoonbum just like that was undeniably shameful. So at least, if he had left a little something aside, maybe it would ease his guilt. Just a little. He makes his way towards the door and before leaving it, he closes his eyes and the sequences of last night, flash in his head like it were a lucid dream.

...Because after all, it was never really about the alcohol.

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