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A rumour had spread just some days ago on social media, it wasn't a weird event, everyday something different came out. But this time, it wasn't only the fans wanting to make themselves believe this rumours were true.
Dunk had failed in his attempt to be discreet, they had photographed him leaving the black-haired man's apartment. The worst thing? They were holding hands.
And the subject in particular had decided that the best option was confirm everyone's assumptions by posting quotes on social media, either on his stories or on twitter. The things worsened when his new single came out, which lyrics matched perfectly the current situation.
Dunk didn't know what to do, he had remained neutral until now, ignoring the comments on his posts and the shouting in the streets asking for him.
"Joong, we had agreed that no one would know about this. You agreed when all this started, so now what is this?" Dunk said as he entered the hotel room, he had used his two-day stay in another city as an excuse to organize a meeting without his fans knowing about it.
"it happens that two years have passed, Dunk" he approached, the opposite stepped back by pure instinct, bumping into the door behind him. "you love to shout my name, to whisper it in my ear" Joong was close enough to speak in his ear while his hand rested on the door. Dunk's hands on his chest, trying to push him away but applying little to no resistance. "you love to caress my body and mark me as much as possible, and even so, you refuse to recognize." He bit the lobe of his ear and Dunk moved in the place. He walked away, a mocking smile planted on his lips.
"Joong, it's complicated, it's not just about us. I have a career." Dunk said, trying to calm his rumbling hear. The black-haired man looked at him in disbelief.
"And I have feelings, Natachai." this time his tone was serious, the smile had been erased from his face. "If you want to pretend that you don't know me you can do it, but understand that this time it will be real because you'll have to forget me" He rolled his eyes and made the attempt to leave the room, pushing the body of the older one away.
"wait, don't do this" dunk looked at him with pleading eyes, biting his lips because of nervousness, his mind wandering between different variables to solve the situation. "I-i..." He didn't know what to say, and the reality was that he had nothing better to say. He couldn't imagine a situation in which his career wasn't at risk, not because his fanbase was homophobic since he was openly queer, but because of his image, he didn't want to be seen only as "someone's boyfriend" or have to deal with crazy people who felt entitled to have an opinion on his love life.
"you...?" Joong waited for him to finish his sentence, he quickly realise the other had nothing to say to him. "Dunk, you're not the only one I can be with." the older one felt a stab right in the heart, and he couldn't find a reason why. In his mind, Joong had never been that important, yeah he was the person he talked to when he felt tired and yeah, he was the person he visited when he wanted to feel loved, but that was it.
Okay, he was probably important.
"I know we never talked about formalizing things, we never got to say i love you but I thought our actions were meaningful enough, I thought the kisses we shared, the whispers and the looks were enough. But I can't" Joong's tired gaze felt like a plea, a request for this not to end. "I can't think of someone else touching you" his hands landed on the others hips. "I can't think of someone else kissing you" his lips went to his neck, not daring to touch, only letting his breath send chills to the body of the indecisive man in front of him. "and I can't accept that not even you recognize me as the person who touches you and kisses you." this time he dared to bite dunk's neck slightly hard, making sure he didn't leave a mark.
A whimper came out of Dunk's lips, he closed his eyes, trying to reorganize his thoughts. He licked his lips and decided. He took Joong's face in his hands, directing it towards his lips and planting a hungry kiss on those.
It was a messy kiss, their erratic breaths and their teeth clashing from time to time. Joong took some steps back, reaching the bed and sitting on it. Forcing Dunk to sit on his lap. The older one didn't waste any time and began to move on top of him. Suring to reach that delicious friction that the youngest had always liked. A gasp came out of Joong's mouth, and although they both needed to breathe, they didn't dare to separate.
It was a kiss full of rage and passion, Joong ventured into Dunk's mouth, their tongues fighting over who would win the battle, who would let himself be carried away by the other. Joong sucked the other's tongue, he knew that drove him crazy, and so it did, Dunk giving himself completely to his touch.
"Dunk, you're mine, only mine." Joong's kisses moved to his neck,and this time he didn't care if such action left a mark. He sucked and licked the area, he stopped for a moment on Dunk's adam's apple, licking the zone with clear longing. Dunk only moaned and twisted in place while his hips were in charge of getting that divine touch.
Their clothes fell one by one until they were completely naked, their bodies touching eachother as much as posibble, radiating heat and desire. Joong placed his hands on the other's waist and moved him to the center of the bed. He moved until he was in the middle of Dunk's legs, caressing his thighs, his lips slowly approaching them and making a path of kisses. He kissed the bone of his hip, dangerously close to the most sensitive are of his body, he kissed Dunk's tip, making him shudder.
Joong smiled looking directly into his eyes and licked his entire length. He took the tip and sucked, letting go with a "pop" that echoed in the room, Dunk leaned on his elbows, looking with squinted eyes at the youngest's actions. Small moans escaped from his lips, Joong felt how his own member twisted at that image. He put the member back in his mouth, this time savoring it, letting it run through his entire cavity until the tip touched his throat before taking it out and repeating the process. Dunk's hand went to his hair, stroking it from time to time.
Joong's hands went to the older's orifice, he groped with his fingers and got a pleasant surprise. "did you play with yourself before coming here?" He said, entering one finger and feeling how soft dunk's walls were. "Did you?" He pressed up abruptly, getting a groan out of Dunk's lips.
"Yes, ah, yes I did. Just in case the occasion was given" he bit his lip, feeling the other run through his inside and putting another digit in. "Theres no need for this, uhm" he couldn't even talk, the sensation was so good and Joong's thick fingers were making him feel so great he felt he could cum just by them.
"No need, huh?" Joong kissed Dunk's tip, "you want me to put it in that bad? Yeah?" His fingers started moving in and out with a fast pace, and when he felt dunk couldn't take it he slowed down, making sure he wasn't there yet. "whose dick do you want inside of you? Say it” his hand moving quickly in a rhythmic dance.
"Yours, I want yours" joong slowed his movement again, "who am I? Who's in front of you right now?” Dunk's dick twitched and he couldn't take it anymore.
"I want Joong's dick, I want you to fill me up completely until I can feel it poking my stomach, please. Just put it in" Dunk said between moans, his pleading look and his red lips did not allow Joong to hold on any longer.
His hand moved away from the opposite's ass only to start caressing his own member, closing his eyes in the process because it was the first time he touched his much-needy dick. He didn't waste much time and lined up with Dunk's entrance, he stroked it with his member, teasing him.
"Joong, I can't, pl- uhm!" Dunk couldn't complain no more, Joong quickly entered his body, completely inside. Dunk felt the air come out of his lungs and then took the time to appreciate the feeling of being completely full, one of his hands landed on his abdomen, trying to locate the opposite's dick inside of him. Joong can't do anything but accelerate the movement of his hips, coming out completely and lashing out against the other's battered entrance. When he heard an almost scream coming out of the older's throat he realized that that was the place, he knocked and hit at the same spot until Dunk's whole body tensed and his eyes rolled.
Even so, he didn't stop the movement, now looking for his own pleasure. "J-Joong, please, ah" Dunk's hands were placed on his abdomen but he didn't make the effort to push him away, because although he was being totally overstimulated it was so good to think that Joong was feeling good for him and only for him. He knew that Joong was almost there when his movements lacked rhythm, when his voice became louder and he could hear several gasps and growls coming out of him.
Joong took out his member and began to caress it as fast as he could, closed his eyes and with a last gasp let his seed cover the abdomen of the other that had already been stained by his own climax.
His body fell on top of the other's, they looked into each other's eyes and this time Joong went for another kiss, but unlike those that had been given before, this one was calm and full of affection.
Later they would talk about how they would explain this to the rest, but what was clear is that now Dunk couldn't deny his own feelings.