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When I think about doing something like Red Lights with Lix, it almost makes me feel a bit…impure?

It wasn’t that Hyunjin had really thought about it that often. But he wouldn’t say that it simply never crossed his mind.

After all, how couldn’t it? Fans were naturally curious, and he was never one to shy away from answering a harmless question. There was no doubt in his mind that he could easily do that kind of concept with anyone the company threw at him without missing a beat. He was a performer. And performers put on performances similar to the way actors act in a play. His only goal in mind was to put out a stellar show that the fans would enjoy.

But with Felix?

That was when things ended up getting…complicated.

It was one thing for Hyunjin to put on a performance with the other members when there were no lingering feelings or conflicting images involved.

But Felix? The one ethereal member where it wouldn’t simply be a performance or an act? Where he would undoubtedly be unable to separate the act of performing from the saintlike person he was doing the performance with?

Saying it was complicated didn’t quite cover it.

For Hyunjin, the mere thought of standing above the blonde as he lay sprawled out on a bed, wrists chained to it, staring up at him under the dim, red lights of an empty room was enough visual madness to drive Hyunjin crazy.

But the bigger issue had always been much more universal; Felix was the angel of the group. “Sunshine” wasn’t just a nickname, it was an identity. He was the one who exuded kindness, purity, and innocence in every action and word. Anyone who came across him expected him to be nothing less than the culmination of sinlessness. Were that image to be tainted just for the sake of Hyunjin’s own selfish desires, Hyunjin wouldn’t be able to live with himself.

And it was why he had declared that he could simply never do that kind of concept with Felix.

He thought he explained it as best he could, thinking long and hard about every word that left his mouth while answering the question during a random, Sunday Instagram live. There was only so much he could say to explain himself in a way that was, for lack of a better term, digestible.

For as long as Hyunjin had been dating him, Felix had always felt like an otherworldly being. An angel he’d been permitted to go the extra step with by some ultimate blessing that he never felt that he’d earned. Even having his feelings reciprocated by the angelic boy was something he still struggled to accept. Felix was someone he should kiss and embrace and love as much as the other deserved it. But further, in the way he deserved to receive it. That Hyunjin was even permitted to make love to someone with such a noble, holy aura was a privilege beyond comprehension.

As such, no matter how Hyunjin looked at it, the Australian was ultimately someone he absolutely shouldn’t let his mind wander to impure places around. Someone he shouldn’t taint or defile just for the sake of Hyunjin’s own pleasure. Someone whose purity and trust shouldn’t be taken advantage of.

Hyunjin was given an angel to give every ounce of his love to. And doing so in a way that stepped outside the realm of utmost purity felt like a sin.

Which is why Hyunjin felt every ounce of wind knocked out of him when he entered his room and saw an all too familiar blonde figure laying on his bed like he owned the place.

Felix, oddly, hardly reacted to Hyunjin entering the room other than lightly glancing up at him before quickly returning his gaze to whatever was on his phone.

Closing the door both quickly and quietly, Hyunjin swallowed hard as he realized what Felix was wearing. Or rather, wasn’t wearing, as the blonde was lazily kicking his leg up and down while scrolling through Tik Toks like a high school cheerleader wearing nothing but a pair of loose, white, under-the-knee socks to cover any aspect of his legs. His hair was styled in a slightly messy, half-up ponytail with a couple of noticeable braids wrapping around his head like a crown. The oversized T-shirt he had on somehow kept sliding up as he kicked his leg, and Hyunjin felt like he was staring at a plush pair of cheeks for far too long while trying to determine if Felix was wearing underwear, eventually resigning himself to believing that he was for the sake of is own sanity.

“What are you doing here?” Hyunjin eventually asked, unsure if he should approach his own bed or not.

“Schedule ended early.” Felix said, plainly. Though his quick, doe-eyed glance while turning off his phone was particularly unsettling for some reason.

“Ah…really?” Hyunjin asked, mentally feeling like the comment was stupid for some reason.

Felix nodded without another word, merely shifting his eyes around with a shy smile as if inadvertently inviting Hyunjin closer.

Not knowing why he felt so awkward simply being in his own room with his own boyfriend, Hyunjin did, eventually, approach the side of his bed. Nevertheless, he stopped beside it, unsure if Felix was going to slide over or get up entirely. The Australian boy was always unpredictable, and Hyunjin’s heart was already pounding in his chest at the unexpected situation to begin with.

“Oh…did you want to sit down? You can…it’s just...” Felix paused, biting his lip before returning his eyes to Hyunjin’s. “S-Sorry…I made a mess…”

Felix muttered something else while burying his head in the mattress, muffling whatever he’d wanted to say. Before Hyunjin could even ask what he meant, the blonde partially rolled over on his side and slightly lifted his shirt to reveal…well, two things.

The first? He was indeed wearing underwear: the most useless pair of panties Hyunjin had ever seen that might as well have been a thong. Well…maybe not useless for their intended purpose, but they were thin enough that even Felix’s cock was askew and peeking out to one side.

The second? A cum stain that looked remarkably fresh coating the top of the comforter.

Hyunjin blinked as he attempted to absorb both of these pieces of information in a rational way and found himself failing to grasp either.

“Mhmmm…I didn’t mean to mess up your bed…” Felix whined, his cheeks quickly reddening as he pulled the shirt higher to partly cover his face. “I just…couldn’t stop thinking about you coming back. I…I got too excited and...”

The silence hung heavy after Felix trailed off and it was at that moment that Hyunjin noticed Felix’s shirt had also been a victim of whatever Felix had been thinking of. Or rather, what he now noticed was actually one of his own shirts, explaining why it looked so large on the other boy in the first place.

“You…were thinking about me?” Hyunjin forced himself to say after what felt like ages. “And it made you…”

“Mmhmm…” Felix nodded, looking up at him with half-lidded boba eyes and squirming in a way that was doing nothing good for Hyunjin’s neurons.

“You didn’t touch yourself at all?” Hyunjin asked, surprised at how easily such a semi-vulgar statement came out of his mouth.

Felix shook his head.

Hyunjin didn’t even remotely consider he was lying.

“But w-what were you so excited for?” Hyunjin asked, absolutely dumbfounded at the revelation that Felix had come completely untouched on his bed. Not to mention in (and on) his shirt, just from thinking about him.

“Mmmh…Hyunjinnie…do I have to say it out loud?” Felix pouted, fully lying on his back now. It was starting to get to Hyunjin that Felix was effectively moaning with every sentence, and it was taking everything within him to keep his cool.

As far as Hyunjin was concerned, if Felix didn’t say it, he wouldn’t either. His mind was circling so many possibilities that he didn’t dare voice any of them, lest he embarrass himself completely by misunderstanding Felix’s intentions.

When the silence seemed to become unbearable, Felix finally broke it.

“You could…punish me.”

“...Huh?”

“Punish me…for the mess I made.”

Hyunjin blinked at least twice, which was not nearly enough time for his braincells to try to formulate a coherent response.

“Oh…..…I’m……….not mad?”

Apparently that wasn’t the right answer, as Felix spread his legs in what Hyunjin could only describe as what must have been as obscenely as he could muster, pushing his fingers past the fabric of the panties and began stretching himself.

“Aahh…are you sure…? Don’t you want to…mmmh…t-take me?” Felix whined, while not-so-innocently raising his other hand to bite the tip of his index finger. The oversized shirt trailed up with his fist and Felix’s flushed chest was exposed. He raised one of his legs (covered only by the simple white socks Hyunjin had noted earlier) slightly higher off the bed as he attempted to press his small fingers in further. Hyunjin’s throat dried at the sight that Felix’s cock had been subtly leaking this entire time.

“I’ve been waiting so long for you…please…?” Felix whined. His face and ears were so red, Hyunjin almost wanted to offer him a glass of water. If not for the fact that he was far too occupied with how absolutely needy Felix sounded the past few minutes, a tone he rarely ever heard from the Australian during their intimacy.

As much as Hyunjin would like to convince himself that one hundred percent of his sexcapades with Felix were the epitome of sweet, wholesome, vanilla lovemaking that would get the green light from even the strictest of bishops, the reality was that it was probably far closer to a seventy-thirty split. And even that was only if he got his way.

If Felix had his way, on the other hand…

~~

Hyunjin panted heavily, staring at the ceiling as he came down from his high, lazily wiping fresh perspiration from his forehead.

Felix was beside him, giggling. Stupidly, if he were in his senses enough to admit it. But Hyunjin was so busy reliving the sight his brain had just etched into his psyche of the Australian’s eyes nearly rolling back, trembling as he climaxed and released between their two bodies, he scarcely had time to dwell on said Australian’s satisfied sound effects.

At some point, the blonde had started gently caressing Hyunjin’s muscles, as he always did after intercourse. But he must have been a little too quiet for Felix’s taste, as Hyunjin could hear the slight frown in his voice as he spoke.

“Babe, are you okay?”

“Yeah…I am. I just…?” Hyunjin began before trailing off, covering his face with his arm.

“...You feel bad again?” Felix asked while sitting up. Now, Hyunjin could feel the younger’s eyes on him, yet he couldn’t bear to meet them knowing just what he looked like in that moment. He simply nodded in response.

“Is there anything I can do to make it better?” Felix asked, the concern in his tone always sounding sickeningly genuine as he gently removed Hyunjin’s arm from his face, holding Hyunjin’s hand in both of his much smaller ones.

The feeling of Felix’s hands holding his own was so comforting, almost protective in a sense. It felt ironic that he would display his guardian angel-like attributes at a time like this. As it completely answered the question the boy had just asked as to why Hyunjin felt so guilty in the first place.

“You know, I always enjoy it when you’re…not quite so careful with me.” Felix continued at Hyunjin’s silence, unable to stop the shy laugh from escaping his lips. “I understand why you’re hesitant, and I like when you’re gentle with me, too. But…there’s something so…attractive when you don’t hold back.”

As Felix absentmindedly thumbed the back of Hyunjin’s hand, the older of the two finally allowed himself to lay eyes on Felix and was simultaneously abashed and…admittedly…satisfied at his handiwork that evening. The two hickeys Hyunjin had sucked into Felix’s neck and shoulder wouldn’t be hard to cover up, so the pair would at least avoid a severe scolding this time. But looking at Felix’s red and still slick lips, plus the half bun styled in his hair that was just barely hanging on by a thread at that point, had him wondering how his hands and mouth seemed to constantly have a mind of their own with Hyunjin barely remembering being the cause of it.

“If it would help at all, maybe some nights I could dress or act a little more…you know…?” Felix started, getting quiet for a second before ultimately blurting out, “…Slutty?”

It was so rare to hear Felix use language like that, even when the two were being a little more raunchy than usual. It made Hyunjin’s face flush just picturing what he might have meant.

“Just…you know…something that would make you feel a little less…perverse?” Felix quickly added. “Like…I’m on the same page as you. Something like that?”

“N-No…I don’t know.” Hyunjin eventually muttered, still trying to avoid the younger’s gaze. “I just...don’t really think there's much that would make me feel like I wasn’t somehow coercing you into it.”

Seeing the blonde about to interject, Hyunjin continued. “I know, I know I’m not. It’s just…it always feels like I’m…corrupting you. Whenever we get a bit…you know.”

In truth, Hyunjin really didn’t know why he felt this way, nor could he ever explain it when Felix asked him why he constantly had such a thought in the back of his mind. But he couldn’t help it. Felix was frankly such an embodiment of purity, sunshine, and outward innocence in the eyes of the public that it was almost impossible to feel otherwise, despite the fact that it was nearly always Felix asking, begging, Hyunjin to have his way with him when the two of them were outside of said public lens. The thought of being the one and only person permitted to defile the group’s angel, to see him at his most vulnerable, to be the owner of the name said angel cried out in absolute bliss over and over and over…it was a burden he could never really escape. Would said behavior even exist if not for Hyunjin’s influence on the boy?

With how often Hyunjin had tried and failed to explain his thoughts clearly, it was only a matter of time before the next question eventually surfaced between them.

“Hyunjin…do you…like the idea of corrupting me?”

Hyunjin froze before immediately willing himself to relax. The last thing he wanted to do was to give Felix the impression that he’d thought about the question before and was affected by it. But he could already tell he’d failed by not answering from the moment he registered the question in his mind. The silence in the room was both deafening and revealing.

Maybe it was never really the case that Hyunjin was sincerely worried that he was corrupting an innocent angel.

Maybe the fantasy of doing so was simply something Hyunjin couldn’t trust himself with.

Hyunjin never really answered Felix’s question. After a few moments of debating whether to say anything at all, he felt that the answer was already apparent when Felix elected not to ask it again. Instead, the blonde laid beside him and wrapped an arm across Hyunjin’s bare chest. Leaning close to his ear, Felix’s voice was nothing but a whisper.

“Because, if so…I like it, too.”

~~

Hyunjin didn’t really know when he’d climbed on top of Felix, staring down at the other boy who was writhing beneath him as he took over the job of stretching him out. He’d already tossed his purple hoodie on the floor and tied a small ponytail in his hair with the hair tie he kept on his wrist, given he once again had enough hair to justify doing so.

“Aaaah…Hyunjin-ah…you always…finger me so good…” Felix exhaled. The blonde seemed eager to have the digits replaced with another appendage, which is why Hyunjin started with two from the jump.

Granted, thrusting his fingers as quickly and deeply as he currently was inevitably had Felix coming before Hyunjin even had a chance to enter him. Nevertheless, Hyunjin decided to keep his momentum up, pumping Felix through his orgasm before sliding his fingers out and reaching over to a drawer beside the bed for a bottle a lube. As Hyunjin had predicted, Felix wasn’t nearly as flustered as he usually would be about coming so quickly. The blonde’s attitude implied he wanted multiple rounds from the get go, so there was no sense in showing any shame. After coating his dick in lube, Hyunjin started aligning himself with Felix’s hole and slowly pressing in.

“Mmhhmmm…are you gonna…give me all of you this time?” Felix asked, breathily. “It’s been…so long since you’ve…aahh…”

Hyunjin gritted his teeth at the prospect while continuing to press in. To be honest, Hyunjin didn’t know if he’d ever truly “gone the distance” so to speak, and fucked Felix at full mast. He was simply so hyper aware of their different physiques that the thought of hurting Felix by doing so always lingered in the back of his mind and prevented him from going all the way. Outside of not wanting to debase an angel, it was largely why he’d always leaned towards more gentle lovemaking for most of their relationship. Whether or not Felix knew most of the previous times he’d said it was definitely all the way in there were embellishments, he had no idea.

He supposed he was about to find out.

“Hgghh…d-deeper please…” Felix whined, seemingly knowing there was indeed more to go. “I want to take all of it. I’m…yours to fill up, whenever you want, you know?”

“Shit…Felix…” Hyunjin swore under his breath, not that he doubted Felix could hear him, as he continued slowly but steadily entering the blonde.

“I’m the only one who can do it.” Felix babbled, a dopey smile on his face. “I’m the only one who gets to have all of you like this.”

At this point, Hyunjin wondered if Felix intentionally set out to say the most lewd things his lips couple muster, or if he was simply too aroused to say anything else.

“Aaah! Hyunjin-ah!” Felix gasped when Hyunjin had fully sheathed himself within the warm crevices of Felix’s walls, his fingers death-gripping the blonde’s hips. Hyunjin could see the tears wetting Felix’s eyes, despite knowing he was trying his best to hide them. Resisting the urge to let loose with zero inhibitions, he still wanted to give Felix a chance to adjust.

In the meantime, Hyunjin lifted the hem of Felix’s shirt to remove it and was met with a sight that almost caused him to pull out of Felix immediately. As the appearance of his own cock visually protruding from Felix’s stomach hit him like a freight train and started to make him feel delirious.

If that wasn’t enough, apparently Felix had another trick hidden up his sleeve. Or rather, under his shirt. Because it wasn’t until a second later when Felix finished squirming out of the oversized garment that he noticed the blonde had actually been wearing one other accessory.

A collar.

With his initials on it.

Where on earth Felix commissioned a collar with a bejeweled “HHJ” tag on it, he was afraid to ask. Needless to say, this revelation did absolutely nothing to get Hyunjin to remember any of his motor functions.

Felix seemed to have picked up on Hyunjin suddenly halting all movements right as he started to adjust to Hyunjin’s size. But before the older could protest, Felix slightly raised himself to glance down at the spot Hyunjin’s own eyes were glued to. If Felix’s ears were red before, they were scarlet after taking in the sight in front of him.

“Y-You really are huge.” Felix said, pressing a finger where Hyunjin’s manhood was bulging from his stomach. Shyly blushing, he glanced up at Hyunjin before adding, “H-How do I look…taking all of you?”

Had Hyunjin cared the slightest bit less about either of their idol careers, he would have frankly taken a photograph of Felix’s abdomen to store away in one of his personal photobooks until the end of time by now. It would have served as a far better indication of what he actually thought than whatever one-word superlative he could have thrown out as an answer.

Fortunately, he had been shaken down by Bang Chan way too many times and told extensively that he would, indeed, be slaughtered by their leader’s bare hands if he and Felix ever got carried away to the point of no return. So, for now, he’d have to be content with simply answering in earnest.

“Beautiful.”

Ordinarily Felix would have probably giggled and gotten flustered over their typical, English bedroom talk, eager to direct Hyunjin’s attention to anything other than how red his face would have been. But this time, it seemed to have had a completely different effect on him.

“Really?” Felix mused, wrapping his legs around Hyunjin’s waist. “I think it’ll be so much more beautiful…when you start decorating me. Don’t you think?”

His freckled face was still as red as ever as he lightly toyed with the “HHJ” tag hanging from the collar, yet he was doing anything but shying away from Hyunjin’s gaze. It was almost as if he wanted nothing more.

Trying to picture whatever mental image Felix wanted him to envision had Hyunjin on the verge of forgetting how to have sex…and breathe, for that matter. Wanting to avoid that humiliating timeline, Hyunjin kept his hands firmly on Felix’s hips and started thrusting into him, settling into a fast pace from the start.

“You know I’ll…we’ll both…get in trouble if I do that…right?” Hyunjin said between pants, his eyes locked on the imprint of his dick every time he slid out for a thrust and slammed back into Felix, almost in disbelief.

“Aaaahh….mmmhhh….b-but…I want to…be your canvas…” Felix moaned with increasing volume. “J-Just…for today? M-Make me…beautiful…”

To say that Hyunjin’s neurons were in a state of overstimulation would have been the understatement of the year. His eyes couldn’t stop darting from one area of Felix to the next, with little time to even grasp what he’d just seen before switching to a new location. The blonde’s expression was so uncharacteristically horny, his eyes maintaining contact with Hyunjin’s own even in their half-lidded state. Slightly lower, the “HHJ” tag bounced about on Felix’s collarbone and chest with every thrust and was just begging to have a few red marks to keep it company. Said chest was flushed red with tiny beads of sweat already forming on him. His thin waist held firmly in place by Hyunjin’s hands, the inescapable image of his belly bulging with every thrust ever present.

There was no relief to be found for Hyunjin’s ears either, as Felix’s voice was climbing octaves with each moan and whine that escaped his lips, something which drove Hyunjin insane enough on a normal day when his eyes weren’t already being assaulted with everything else he was taking in. He also had to contend with Felix blabbering out the lewdest sentences ever conceived as he continued thrusting deeper and deeper, his pace inching quicker and quicker with little warning.

“S-So good, Hyunjin…aaah…aaah…m-more…please…please…please…aaa-nd…don’t stop…I-I wanna cum for you…aaa-aaah…all night…m-make me…please…”

Perspiration tickled down Hyunjin’s face as heat started to build up in his stomach. Half from the orgasm slowly building within him and the other half from the horrific feeling of guilt that made his hands start feeling clammy.

“Hggghhh…p-please don’t stop…j-just…do whatever you want with me…f-for as long as you want…” Felix whined, clearly on the brink of climax and merely wanting to assure that Hyunjin wouldn’t take it as a sign to pull the plug.

Was this really the team angel talking? It couldn’t be. His lips were too sweet to utter such words. His mind too pure to even think of them. None of their past intimate encounters had caused him to act anything like this. Something had to have gotten to him to taint his purity in such a way.

It’s your fault.

The words, so obvious, echoed in Hyunjin’s head like an alarm, blaring like a siren. Instantaneously, Hyunjin felt himself start to feel dizzy, the pace of his thrusts becoming irregular.

“Lix…I…hhgghh…don’t know if I can…” Hyunjin uttered, shakily.

“Aaah…b-but why?” Felix whined, tightening his legs around Hyunjin’s waist.

“Because…I-I shouldn’t…turn you into…” Hyunjin sputtered, his mind on fifty different thoughts at once. “You’re not supposed to…”

Hyunjin felt one of Felix’s hands find his, as if holding it in place on his own hips. Shaking himself out of his thoughts, Hyunjin met the blonde’s gaze.

“Hyung…I-I’m yours, right?”

The word made Hyunjin shiver, almost as much as Felix’s blown out pupils staring straight through him. “Hngg…mine?”

A nod.

“Aaah…y-yeah…” Hyunjin answered, now even more aware of how crooked his thrusts had become and trying to readjust without Felix noticing.

“That means, you can do whatever you want to me. Haah….aaah…I’ll take all of it…aaah…as long as it’s you…” Felix squeezed his hand around two of Hyunjin’s fingers tightly.

Hyunjin stilled for but a second, looking at Felix intently. His face smiling bashfully at him, his small frame beneath him, his tiny hand wrapped around his fingers.

“I mean it...there’s no need to hold back...hyung.” Felix said quietly, his eyes unwavering. “You’re not the only one who wants this.”

Hyunjin hadn’t really needed the confirmation that Felix must have seen his live earlier. But the younger was far too honest not to allude to his reasons for doing all of this in the first place.

Feeling a sense of sureness ripple through him that Hyunjin knew might not surface again, he acted.

Finding his pace again, Hyunjin started slamming into Felix, far more roughly than he had before. Felix nearly shrieked in pleasure as Hyunjin kept attacking his sweet spot repeatedly and relentlessly. It took only a handful of thrusts before Felix was coming all over his chest, as he’d already been fighting off his own release from the moment Hyunjin fully entered him. The older continued thrusting without hesitation as Felix trembled beneath him, wrapping his arms around Hyunjin’s neck when he leaned closer.

Hyunjin’s mouth instantly went to Felix’s neck, wasting no more time in covering the Australian’s flesh with bites, scattered about so no patch of skin was left bare. Felix moaned shamelessly into Hyunjin’s ear as he did so, ragged panting hot and heavy against his skin. Hyunjin had always been weak to Felix’s voice no matter what pitch it manifested itself, and the moans currently reverberating in his ear had him reaching his own climax, warm seed filling Felix to satisfaction as he sighed blissfully.

But Hyunjin was a man of his craft, and rushing was never an option. Felix wanted him to paint, but never said it had to be messy and barbaric. Thus, he took his time in continuing to cover the younger’s arms and shoulders with his marks. Taking care not to make any area feel too catered to, nor another spot neglected. All while continuing his thrusts into the blonde. For the sake of his own craftsmanship, he was forced to slow his pace. But his thrusts were no less deep, keeping Felix filled to the brim while sinking his teeth into his collarbone, kissing and sucking and licking until each one was just right.

Felix was giddy with every new love bite, tracing his fingers across each one with a deep blush staining his freckled cheeks. He also occasionally let his fingers fall to his tummy to catch a few of Hyunjin’s thrusts, eager to feel Hyunjin both inside of him and out.

“Aaah…do they look good, hyung? Are they pretty?” Felix asked, trying to catch his gaze. Hyunjin was working so meticulously, he wasn’t giving the boy nearly enough attention. Pressing a finger on a light mark he was still working on, he leaned up and pressed his lips against Felix’s, sultrily catching the younger off guard. Felix responded eagerly once the shiver had passed through him, wrapping his arms around Hyunjin’s neck as if afraid he would later hold his lips hostage.

“You’re always pretty.” Hyunjin said while pulling back, returning his focus to deepen the mark to his satisfaction.

Felix only giggled with pleasure, both from the praise and the constant stimulation all over his body. Hyunjin began making his way to tend to Felix’s nipples, eliciting sweet moans from the younger when he took one into his mouth and the other between two of his fingers. There was a rhythm to it that Hyunjin kept up without falter, for as soon as he lessened attention in one area, he’d dial it up somewhere else. Hyunjin’s mouth would only leave Felix’s chest so he could lift his head and get a view of the blonde’s face whenever he wanted to see him take more of his thrusts. If he was feeling particularly hungry, he’d get a taste of a couple of Felix’s moans before returning focus to his full canvas.

No one understood Hyunjin’s artistic process better than Felix himself, always curious about his handiwork, but never the type to want to cause a distraction. His ever curious expression while watching Hyunjin mix colors for a painting very rarely solidified itself in the form of anything verbal. The younger would probably have forty questions for him when he stopped for the day, but said nothing while he was working. That energy remained the case even at that very moment, as Hyunjin could feel it radiating in the air that the blonde badly wanted his lips on the artist’s with how much he kept staring at them, yet refrained from asking anything that could cause Hyunjin to get off track. Still, Hyunjin couldn’t help but take a detour to Felix’s lips every so often as a treat, something he was already accustomed to doing whenever he was working on a real painting. It all worked out anyway; they weren’t nearly as red as they needed to be and he was capable of multitasking.

Returning back to the younger’s neck, Felix swooned as Hyunjin lowered himself to get a better angle, being met with a face-full of biceps emitting a downy-like fragrance. An aerial view of the room at that moment would have probably only caught Felix’s legs and part of his head peeking out from beyond the canopy that Hyunjin was creating over him.

“You really could do whatever you want with me, you know?” Felix said, half-giggling. “I couldn’t stop you if I wanted to. I’d just have to take it all.”

Hyunjin smirked, taking Felix’s wrists in one of his hands and holding them both above Felix’s head. “You would do it, huh? Take whatever I gave you, no matter what?”

“Mmhmm…I know you’d make me so beautiful…and it would feel so good, since it’s with you.” Felix said, nodding vigorously. “N-No one could do it like I can.”

Hyunjin’s whole body flushed at Felix’s words. He couldn’t grasp his eagerness today for some reason, much less the way he kept choosing to express it.

“Yeah?” Hyunjin mused, leaning beside Felix’s ear. “How many times have you cum so far, baby?”

“Nnh? Th-Three or four?” Felix shivered, his cheeks reddening as he answered.

“Mm? I’m impressed you don’t even look tired.” Hyunjin said while lifting one of Felix’s legs over his shoulder. “Do you think you can make it to five without giving out?”

“Of course!” Felix blurted out. “I-I can do it! Definitely!”

Hyunjin chuckled to himself as he began a new rhythm of thrusts, building up speed at a steady pace.

“Aaah…everything y-you do to me is s-so good.” Felix moaned, his body shaking even more at the fact that his arms were being held in place. “I’m…a-already close…”

“Don’t cum before I tell you to.” Hyunjin whispered, the bed creaking beneath them as he thrusted much more roughly.

Felix’s doe eyes widened. “O-Oh? Oh…hyung…b-but…it feels too good…”

“I know you can do it, baby.” Hyunjin cooed. “I need it to be perfect, you know?”

“Aaahhh…aah…nnggh….h-hyung…I…I don’t think I can s-stop it…” Felix’s toes curled against the sheets as it took everything within him to make it to the next thrust.

“You’ve withstood worse than this during dance practice.” Hyunjin said, adoringly. “This is nothing for you.”

Hyunjin’s hand gripped Felix’s thigh, angling him so he could hit just the right spot that would bring him to ruin. Teary eyed, Felix muttered out a “sorry”, unable to keep himself from releasing as it spurted through his trembling body harder than any other orgasm that evening.

Hyunjin swiftly pulled out of Felix right before his own climax erupted, spilling his load on Felix’s stomach like a tube of paint being stepped on. The messy spurts coated Felix’s belly and chest creating an abstract pattern Hyunjin found himself unable to take his eyes off of. Though that had more to do with the person donning the seed, his chest rising and falling as he exhaled short breaths.

“Hyunjinnie…s-sorry…” Felix muttered. “Mmmh…I ruined your-”

The blonde was cut off by Hyunjin’s lips capturing his. “Looks perfect. Just what I imagined.”

Felix blinked in surprise. “It does? B-But?”

In truth, Hyunjin never had any expectation that the boy would last longer than another two minutes. Hyunjin had really only thrown out the challenge to see if Felix would actually attempt to hold off what the two of them knew was a losing game from the start.

“I like spontaneity. It gives me…a sense of dopamine.” Hyunjin said, running his fingers through Felix’s hair, miraculously one of the only parts of him that was still relatively well-kept. “So I like it.”

Felix let out a light giggle, leaning into Hyunjin’s touch as he basked in the afterglow. Hyunjin adjusted his body to sit on the edge of the bed, letting his legs hang from the side while keeping his fingers swimming through strands of blonde hair. He was honestly surprised Felix seemed to show such little signs of exhaustion considering he’d come straight from a schedule. Still, though he didn’t seem ready to completely turn in for the night, the blonde looked absolutely spent from the last round, and Hyunjin could definitely take five for himself.

Which is why Hyunjin was surprised when Felix suddenly rolled off the side of the bed as if he were a cat, landing easily on his hands and knees, while positioning himself between Hyunjin’s legs.

Hyunjin raised a curious eyebrow at him as if asking if the Australian really intended to keep going like this and was met with a shy nod in return. It would take Hyunjin a minute before he was hard again, but Felix seemed to be in no rush for that. The blonde happily took Hyunjin’s cock in his hands, nuzzling his cheeks against the shaft and caressing him with a level of tenderness that was a wild contrast to the past hour or so.

“I love seeing how big you are up close…” Felix whispered while pressing a kiss to the head of Hyunjin’s dick before running his fingers along his length. “All of that was inside me…hehe…I told you…only I can take you like that, hyung.”

It wasn’t that Felix never did foreplay before sucking him off, but it was never quite like this. Treating his dick like it was some sort of sacred artifact while spouting gibberish about how much he enjoyed being filled to the brim.

Since when had Felix felt that way about him? There’s no chance their angel had become such a cockslut in only a single day, he thought.

“Only for you.”

Hyunjin sputtered, feeling that Felix had actually just read his mind in real time when the blonde suddenly spoke. It was so viscerally unexpected that he was honestly starting to wonder if this whole thing was a dream; a Job-like test of temptation wherein any minute now Hyunjin was supposed to call everything off and reject the urge to taint Felix that much further than he already had.

As Felix began spreading kisses down Hyunjin’s length, Hyunjin’s eye ended up catching an unanticipated sight. That being himself. And his angel. Tainted, but nonetheless, still an angel. The imagery was being reflected back in a mirror on the other side of the room.

He caught a glimpse of Felix’s messy hair falling over his shoulders, yet he could still see the spots underneath where he’d apparently bitten far more marks than he originally thought. His eyes fell lower to Felix’s back and hips, the latter of which also had visible red scratches from how hard Hyunjin must have been gripping them to make sure every thrust hit Felix as deep as he feasibly could. Hyunjin’s gaze landed on Felix’s borderline unfairly cushy posterior; he was honestly curious if Felix had more ass than he had dick. He was not exaggerating about being able to take him.

However, nothing prepared him for what he noticed immediately afterwards. That was…the small puddle of cum that was forming underneath Felix’s ass, spilling out of his pink hole in a sight that was only made filthier by the fact that Felix seemed to have chosen that exact moment to finally take Hyunjin into his mouth.

“Hggghhh….Felix…” Hyunjin moaned, grabbing a handful of Felix’s ponytail as the younger took as much of Hyunjin in his mouth as he could.

Hyunjin was tortured as to where he was supposed to look. Were he to select Felix’s face, he’d be forced to confront the Australian’s tear-filled boba eyes looking up at him expectantly, as if pleading for more of whatever Hyunjin wanted to offer. Yet if he kept his eyes on the mirror, he could find himself looking nowhere else but Felix’s ass. His feet, still only covered by those undefiled white socks, were angled outwardly, almost forming a makeshift arrow directing Hyunjin’s eyes directly to Felix’s hole, still intermittently spilling out pools of Hyunjin’s cum every time Felix shifted.

Felix was relentless in how quickly he transitioned into deepthroating Hyunjin’s cock, moaning and gagging on his length as saliva spilled from the edges of his mouth. Hyunjin roughly tugged Felix’s hair, pulling him as far as he felt the blonde would be able to muster and bucking his hips to meet his motions.

“Mmmnngg...nngggg…caah…ah…tosh…maisefff…hyunnng?” Felix moaned, accompanied by a series of not-so-innocent eyelash battings.

Hyunjin nodded. Or at least he thinks he did. He was so taken aback by the question and so focused on thrusting into Felix’s mouth that he wasn’t even sure if he actually answered it. At their current angle, it was already difficult for Hyunjin to see whether or not Felix was really touching himself. But the idea that he might have been pushed Hyunjin on the verge of onloading that very second.

Felix seemed to have also known Hyunjin was close, as his hands eventually found Hyunjin’s ballsack, giving some attention to his testicles as if only for the sake of pushing Hyunjin closer to the edge. Sounds of gagging and moans filled the room as Felix resisted the urge to wipe the tears spilling from his eyes, as if he wanted Hyunjin to see them.

“Fuck…Lix…c-cumming…”

In a second, Felix had pulled off Hyunjin’s dick faster than Hyunjin could register that it happened and opened his mouth in eagerness as Hyunjin's load was shot seemingly everywhere except the target. The blonde’s face was messily drenched in cum as he eagerly lapped up whatever spurts could still reach his lips, failing to stop most of it from spilling out of the corners of his mouth.

The two made eye contact after Hyunjin finished spilling his seed and Felix sent the goofiest grin Hyunjin’s way, pushing a strand of hair behind his ears and blinking away some of the tears still filling his eyes.

“How do I look, hyung?” he asked, breathily.

Hyunjin was so far gone, the concept of even trying to come up with an answer seemed like a waste of time. He simply grabbed Felix by the waist and lifted him up into his lap. He quickly swiped a hand across Felix’s face, which the younger seemed annoyed by, only to clear the way for him to crash their lips together as Hyunjin kissed him with a greater hunger than anything he had felt that night. Felix threw himself into Hyunjin’s arms, pushing him backwards against a pillow as he settled into straddling him.

Felix’s hole was still leaking with so much cum that Hyunjin didn’t feel the need to bother lubricating himself again. He grabbed Felix’s hips, directing him to take Hyunjin’s cock again, which Felix was eager to oblige. His dick slid around Felix’s slick hole, missing once or twice before Felix finally began to seat himself on it. The two did everything in their power not to remove their lips from each other, with Hyunjin navigating Felix down and Felix taking him in like second nature.

Felix moaned into Hyunjin’s mouth before the two briefly pulled apart as the older began bouncing him on his full length, the sight of his appendage protruding through Felix’s stomach yet again making an appearance. Though, this time, Hyunjin found it even more captivating than before.

Now, the Australian boy was covered in red marks, his marks, across his neck, shoulders, and arms. He was sticky and cloaked with Hyunjin’s seed from every orifice. His hair was wild and unkempt, reflecting where Hyunjin had fisted it while shoving him on his cock. Said cock which was now lewdly visible through the younger’s abdomen. And that “HHJ” collar tag dangled above it all like an artist’s signature.

“You’re so beautiful.” Hyunjin nearly whispered. “You make…the perfect canvas. My perfect canvas.”

“You’re…my perfect artist.” Felix said, tracing a finger across his decorated neck before cupping Hyunjin’s face. “Your hands only make things prettier.”

Hyunjin couldn’t help but shake his head in endearment. Even when Felix was doing everything to get him to act on his worst behavior, he couldn’t help saying the sappiest things to him.

The two crashed their lips together again, seemingly aware that if things got too sappy, then they may risk failing to finish what they started. Hyunjin gripped Felix’s hips and bounced him recklessly on his cock, his eyes glued the way the collar tag flopped about with Felix’s bounces.

“You really are perfect.” Hyunjin breathed through moans. “Everything about you is…”

“Y-You’d know a lot about that, right?” Felix exhaled back, desperately wrapping his arms around Hyunjin’s neck and making sure every single moan landed in his ear.

“Nnggh…you close?” Hyunjin asked, despite already knowing the answer as he felt the boy’s hole tighten around his cock.

“Y-Yeah.” Felix answered, meeting Hyunjin’s chaotic thrusts through shaking legs.

“Together…okay?” Hyunjin moaned, using one hand search for either of Felix’s.

“Mmhmm.” Felix responded immediately, intertwining his fingers with Hyunjin’s.

Hyunjin spilled one final time into Felix, as the latter coated their stomachs in tandem with a high-pitched moan. The younger collapsed in Hyunjin’s arms who embraced him without hesitation, running his fingers through Felix’s hair.

The two sought to catch their breath for a few moments before Felix eventually sat up, draping his arms around Hyunjin’s neck. As he did so, Hyunjin’s eyes scanned every single part of his final canvas from head to toe, amazed that both the blonde’s ponytail and simple white socks had survived the carnage. Felix, seemingly realizing that Hyunjin was staring, blushed deeply, but forced himself to keep his eyes on him.

“Well?” he asked, bashfully twirling a lock of hair around his finger. “Do you…like what you see?”

Hyunjin was quiet, finding himself pondering clearly and seriously about his answer now that he was thinking with one hundred percent of his brain again. Were he being selfish, he’d say it was quite honestly his best work yet. Hyunjin didn’t know if he’d ever top the absolute beauty that was before him even if they had a day off to be intimate for twenty four hours straight.

But being selfish was never an option. Not when he remembered that the angel in his lap still needed to maintain his untainted aura. Still, he couldn’t help but feel somewhat torn. Hyunjin lightly traced his fingers down Felix’s side, landing on his waist.

“I was really worried. That I was going to look at you and see that I ruined something precious.” Hyunjin said, quietly. “But…I don’t. I think I really made something…beautiful.”

A genuine smile spread across Felix’s lips as he leaned forward, touching his forehead to Hyunjin’s before cupping his face.

“You’ve never ruined anything you’ve touched. You only know how to make things beautiful.”

Hyunjin couldn’t stop the smile blooming on his own face, laughing to himself as he felt Felix’s lips all over his forehead, cheeks, and lips.

“Aah…I’m really so proud of you. That’s my good man!” Felix whisper-praised, ruffling Hyunjin’s hair and massaging his shoulders. “See? You don’t need to think that hard about it. The only thing I was ever gonna be was yours.”

Hyunjin could only nod and try to cover his face, too flustered to say anything else. But the younger was relentless, removing Hyunjin’s hands and dousing them in just as many kisses as he gave Hyunjin’s face. After letting Felix have his fill of coddling, Hyunjin patted Felix’s rear as a light signal to slide off of him.

“The only thing both of us need to be is in the shower.” Hyunjin said with a laugh. “Come on, we’re a mess.”

“Hyunjinnie, we can’t. We’ll wake everyone else up by now.” Felix mumbled through pouting lips, resting his head on Hyunjin’s chest. “Let’s just go in the morning. I’ve been practicing my makeup lately, you know? I’ll be able to cover everything. Promise.”

Hyunjin frankly didn’t dare to look at the clock. It was horrified of seeing just how late they’d been up considering he already had a pretty late live. Still, the Australian had a point if it really was that late.

“Alright alright, but we’re getting up as early as we can to get in there before anyone realizes what we look like right now.” Hyunjin said, resigning himself to a stickier sleeping experience.

“Mmmh.” Felix mumbled, sleepily, seating himself more firmly on Hyunjin’s length. “Wanna stay just like this.”

“Huh? You’re sure?” Hyunjin asked, slightly hesitant. “Lix, you’ll be sore. More sore.”

“Just…where I wanna be.” Felix mumbled, weakly grabbing Hyunjin’s arms and throwing them around his own waist.

Hyunjin simply didn’t know what he’d do with the Australian. His angel was certainly built different, he thought. Reaching to the floor for a fallen blanket, he threw it over top the two of them before wrapping his arms back around Felix’s waist where they belonged.

A satisfied giggle and a soft snicker were the last two sounds to fill the room as Hyunjin pressed a kiss to Felix’s forehead before the two finally drifted to sleep.