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It was about one in the morning when Han Joowon woke up. After feeling around blindly for Lee Dongsik and coming up with nothing he reluctantly opened his eyes, looking for the man.
Dongsik was a notoriously restless sleeper and although this improved a lot since he and Joowon started sharing a bed it still wasn’t unusual to find him anywhere from right on top of Joowon to dangling off the far side of the mattress.
Tonight, he did not travel too far. He was just outside of Joowon’s reach but still facing him, the covers he kicked off bunched up around his knees.
He was also whimpering softly.
This, unfortunately, wasn’t unusual either – concerned, Joowon scooted closer to take a better look at him. Dongsik’s brows were knitted together in a light frown and sweat was beading along his temples...
…And he was also canting his hips in a very familiar rhythm. His movements were much weaker and more erratic than if he was awake, but still unmistakable.
Relieved, Joowon bit back a snigger and rolled his eyes. Well, at least it wasn’t a nightmare. His first idea was to simply roll over and go back to sleep, but after a brief consideration he decided against it. He carefully maneuvered Dongsik’s head onto his chest and slid his own thick thigh between the man’s legs. Dongsik latched onto him with a happy, grateful little sigh and nuzzled into his chest. Joowon smiled and carefully ran a hand through Dongsik’s slightly damp hair. If he wasn’t sure what kind of dream the other was having before, it would have become completely obvious now. Dongsik was painfully hard, and his groin, now pressed firmly into Joowon’s leg, radiated searing heat.
He was also, throughout all this, still fast asleep, making delightful little keening, snuffling sounds. Joowon bit into his lower lip, staring up at the ceiling. Those sounds – they were getting to him fast. The irony of the situation was not lost on him: if a mere three years ago he was presented with the idea of a sweaty man rutting against his thigh and drooling on his chest he would have lost his lunch and yet here he was, not only allowing it to happen but barely holding back from touching himself.
He refrained, if only because the leg Dongsik wrapped around him made it difficult, and instead pushed his hand under Dongsik’s shirt, savouring the touch of his heated skin. Dongsik’s breath was picking up against his neck until he finally came with a shudder and a satisfied groan.
He went slack against Joowon’s side, his breathing calming and evening out, burning body slowly cooling.
Joowon let him be for a while, laying unmoving, unwilling to disturb him. He was just starting to ponder how to fish the soggy briefs off his partner without waking him when Dongsik picked up his head.
‘Aish…’
Evidently not sure if Joowon was awake or not he tried to ease out of his arms without bothering him too much but Joowon simply tightened his hold and pulled him back in. Dongsik dropped his head back onto his chest.
‘Sorry ‘bout that’ he muttered into his collarbone.
Joowon pressed a kiss into his sweaty hair.
‘Don’t be. That was hot.’
He winced.
‘Too hot, actually’ he said, thrusting his hips upwards and into Dongsik’s leg, making sure his partner understood his problem.
‘Aigoo, you poor thing’ Dongsik crooned, not sounding apologetic at all. He propped himself up and smirked down at Joowon.
‘What shall we do about it then?’
Joowon pretended to be deep in tough – he even scratched his chin for effect.
‘I lent you my thighs just now, so I will have yours.’
Dongsik nodded in approval, shrugged off his damp clothes and chucked them in the general direction of a far corner. This was also something past Joowon would have burst a vein over, but now he just shrugged and shed his own pyjamas without comment. As long as the clothes are picked up and put properly in the laundry the next morning, he could live with the temporary mess.
While he was preoccupied with how much he wasn’t preoccupied with clothes being on the floor Dongsik had rolled onto his stomach, head pillowed on his arms, waiting for him in silent anticipation. Joowon shook himself out of his mess related musings, fished out a bottle of lube from the drawer of the nightstand and got himself ready. Dongsik grinned, watching him, and pressed his legs together.
It was too late (or rather, too early) for any sort of drawn-out, sensual lovemaking but Joowon still found some time to kiss his way up Dongsik’s bare back as he settled over him, making sure his partner felt his weight but wasn’t crushed by it. He savoured Dongsik’s satisfied moan as the man practically melted into the mattress – Dongsik loved being pressed down, found it strangely comforting, and even if his pleasure wasn’t the focus right now Joowon still wanted him to get something out of this. He tightened his hold on his partner, peppering his shoulders with kisses as he pressed in between his thighs. He didn’t bother trying to stay silent, moaning with abandon as he rocked into that delicious pressure. Dongsik was making those breathy, sensual little sounds again and Joowon, aroused beyond all reason, bit down on his nape – more to hold on and to steady himself than to mark.
He made no effort to last. He came with a muffled, whining cry and collapsed onto Dongsik’s back. As he was catching his breath, he felt a shudder run through his partner’s body. He carefully propped himself up again.
‘Are you alright?’
‘Yeah…’ Dongsik muttered into the mattress ‘I think I just came again.’
‘…Huh?’
‘Mmm… Not the real thing of course, just… I don’t know, an echo of it? Felt nice.’
Joowon blinked. Maybe the dream wasn’t quite done with him yet? Anyway, a happy, contented Dongsik was always a good thing, so he wasn’t going to question it. He helped him clean up… after which he got out of bed, disposed properly of the used wipes, picked their discarded clothes off the floor and dumped them in the laundry basket in the bathroom. He did still have his limits after all.
Having restored law and order in the bedroom he quickly crawled back under the covers and into Dongsik’s waiting arms. Now it was his turn to snuggle into his partner’s chest and be held.
Too soon the sun would rise and life would go on, bringing new problems and new cases for Han Joowon, but right now he was safe and comfortable.
Right now, all was well.