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It was one of the more quiet nights at the bar. Most of the staff had been sent home for the night, leaving just Jisung and Felix to tend any patrons who showed up.
So far they just had their regulars, Eun-woo who came in after a long night at the office and Ye-joon, an older man who came in to watch the pretty brides to be and pay for a round before heading home to his wife. A couple girls celebrating their twentieth birthday came in, which Felix quickly claimed as he moved around the bar so he could take their orders.
When he returned, he bumped Jisung's hip with his own before gesturing to the end of the bar, "Your sugar daddy is here." he mused, an evil little grin on his face.
Jisung's face went red and looked over his shoulder towards the end of the bar and sure enough, there sat Jisung's…sugar daddy. If he had to put a label on it, then yeah, sugar daddy, was the most appropriate title to use.
When the older alpha first approached him nearly six months ago to ask him for his number and take him out on a date, Jisung figured it'd be just that. A nice dinner and maybe a night in a fancy hotel where he came on his knot before they went their separate ways. But that's not how things happened. Sure there was the fancy dinner and there was definitely a fancier hotel room, but then there was a second date in Jeju island. And then a third date where Chan showed him around Bahng Entertainment and let him mess around the studio.
The fourth date had them in Chan's apartment, curled up with a 100,000 won bottle of wine and Chan cooking for him while they chatted.
In between each date came the gifts. It started small, a bouquet of roses showed up to his doorstep after their first date. The books he needed for his college courses after the third date. Tickets to SpearB's sold out show in Seoul after the sixth date.
The gifts always showed up after a date. So yeah. Jisung could confidently say that Chan was his sugar daddy.
And his sugar daddy was sitting there on his phone, pretending to be answering work emails. (or he might actually be working. He was a workaholic after all) while Jisung stared him down. The worse thing of all is that he looked hot as hell while doing it. His usually perfectly straightened and styled hair was down and natural, little curls falling over his forehead. He had traded his usual pristine suits and business casual attire with a plain black t-shirt that hugged his biceps and chest well.
If Jisung stood on his tip toes, he'd be able to spot the very top of a hickey he had sucked into Chan's skin the last time they had seen each other. The mere thought had him slicking in his pants and he quickly put a stop to those thoughts.
Rolling his shoulders back, he walked over to his patron and leaned forward on the sticky bar, "What are you doing here, hyung?" he raised an eyebrow.
Up-close, he could see the crows feet that crinkled around the alpha's eyes as he smiled and the gray hairs that were dyed over and growing out. And that damn dimple that always popped up at the worse moments.
Like now, when Jisung was supposed to be mad that his sugar daddy situation-ship was at his workplace instead of at home, where he was supposed to be.
Chan bit his bottom lip as he fought off a smile, "Am I not allowed to come to a local bar to unwind after a long day at the office?" he asked. He reminded Jisung of a puppy, eager eyes and tilted head. The smile on his face told Jisung that he was seconds away from leaning over the bar and kissing him.
"You are… I'm just wondering why you chose this place." Jisung stated moving off the counter and crossing his arms. The bar he worked at wasn't one of those fancy as fuck places, but it had it's charm. But Chan didn't belong here. He belonged in a high end lounge where cocktail waitresses wore short dresses and expensive jewelry that was handed back to the owner at the end of their shift.
Not their standard uniform of a clean shirt and jeans.
Jisung straightened out his Nirvana shirt and looked at Chan who was giving him an earnest smile this time, his hand reaching out to touch him. With a sigh and a quick look around to make sure there weren't other patrons waiting to be served, he placed his hand on top of Chan's and allowed their fingers to be laced.
He looked over at Chan and waited for him to continue.
He smiled, running his thumb over the back of Jisung's hand, "I wanted to see you. That's all. I was thinking after your shift, you could stay the night?"
Chewing on his bottom lip, Jisung glanced over at Felix who was helping Ye-joon out to his Uber that had arrived. He and his fellow omega had plans to eat pizza and play a few rounds of Overwatch when they got home. That is, if said fellow omega didn't get distracted with his own alpha, Hyunjin.
He turned back to Chan and gave him a small smile, "I have plans tonight," he started and it nearly broke his heart how quickly Chan looked crestfallen, "But I can see if we can't reschedule. I know Lixie hasn't had the apartment to himself in awhile and I'm sure he's eager to see Hyunjin." he promised.
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Felix seemed almost too eager to agree to rescheduling their hang out. He nearly toppled Jisung over when he offered for him to have the apartment to himself for the night.
"I owe you one Sungie!" Felix grinned as they headed out of the bar after it was closed. His boyfriend, Hyunjin was waiting by his car. He watched as Felix practically threw himself at the alpha, smiling widely as he leaned back, giggling when his alpha leaned in and started peppering his face with kisses.
"Sungie." he heard behind him and he turned slowly and gave Chan an exasperated smile. The older alpha held out one of his hands and started making grabby motions at him. Shaking his head, Jisung grabbed his hand and allowed himself to be pulled into Chan's side.
"Ready to head home, pup?"
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When they arrived to Chan's apartment, Jisung kissed Chan quickly before heading straight to his room where he changed out of his work clothes and into one of Chan's shirts. It was one of Jisung's favorites as it was an old band shirt from when he was in college. It was thin but soft with wear and he loved how stretched out the collar was, giving it an off-the-shoulder look.
He headed back out to the living room to find Chan on the couch with his nose in his phone. Raising an eyebrow, Jisung watched him for a moment to see if he was just pretending to work while he waited for him to finish. When the older alpha continued to tap away at his phone, he knew that he was actually working despite it being near three in the morning.
Jisung pushed himself off the doorway and further into the living room. He approached Chan and grabbed his phone, tossing it to the side so it was out of reach.
Chan looked at him startled, his eyebrows up in his hairline. Just as he was about to say something, Jisung got into his lap, straddling his thighs, "You wanted me to come over, so no work. That's the rules remember?" he asked.
Chan snapped his mouth closed, "Yeah, okay." he agreed, his eyes falling on Jisung's mouth. He could tell that he wanted to kiss him, as he got this soft look on his face moments before he was about to lean in and connect their mouths.
Jisung was no better, his eyes glued to Chan's mouth, "Okay," he cupped both sides of Chan's face and pulled him into a kiss. He sighed when he felt him kiss back, letting his mouth open just enough for the kiss to deepen.
He squeaked when he felt warm hands on his bare thighs, rubbing up and down them until they cupped the back of his legs and he was lifted in the air. He wrapped his legs around Chan's torso, keeping him close as he was carried down the hall.
When they arrived in the bedroom, Chan set him on the edge of the bed, getting down on his knees. He placed his hands on Jisung's legs and spread them apart, revealing the lace panties he had put on that morning. Cool air hit the wet patch and he shivered.
"So wet for me pup," Chan mused, moving his hand to press against his clothed pussy.
Jisung chewed on his bottom lip, panting from the pressure Chan was putting on his clit. He reached down and tugged his panties to the side, "Then start cleaning me up then." he said.
Chan looked up at Jisung before letting out a rumble that sounded close to a growl. He shivered as he watched the older alpha lean in and lick at his cunt. He sighed, moving one of his hands to Chan’s curls, scratching his scalp before combing his hand through his hair.
“A-Ah.” he whined as Chan started sucking at his clit before licking it in short flicks before licking at his pussy. He slipped it inside, fucking Jisung with his tongue.
Jisung’s back arched off the bed as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him from Chan alternating between sucking, licking and fucking his cunt with his tongue. He could feel warmth spread across his hips and down his thighs.
He gripped Chan’s hair, rolling his hips against his face, “Fuck, alpha, I’m close.” he warned as Chan grabbed the back of his thighs and held them apart. He nipped at the inside of Jisung’s thigh as a warning before he dived back in. He released one of Jisung’s thighs and pushed two of his fingers inside Jisung’s cunt as he attached his mouth to his clit and sucked.
His orgasm hit him hard and fast and he cried out as pleasure rushed over him. He rode it out on Chan’s fingers. His thighs trembled as Chan fingered him into overstimulation and when it came to be too much, he half-assedly shoved him away.
Chan chuckled as he pulled his hand away and stood up, “Did I wear you out pup?” he asked, squeezing his thighs and massaging them gently.
“Hmm, yeah. But knot?” he asked, eyes half-lidded as he reached out and tried pawing at the older alpha.
“Greedy omega.” Chan teased, hooking his hands around the back of his thighs and pulled him closer to the edge of the bed. He pressed his cock against Jisung’s cunt and slid in, bottoming out almost instantly.
He hooked Jisung’s legs around his hips before caging him against the bed. He gave a couple practice thrusts, watching as Jisung whined on his cock. "Love watching you fall apart on my cock." he said, moving his hips in a steady rhythm, which pulled whines and sharp ah's out of the omega.
It wasn't long until his orgasm came rushing up on him, his hips stilling as he came inside. Jisung pulled him into a messy kiss, which was just them panting into each other's mouths.
"A-Ah, my knot." Chan gasped, feeling his knot swell, locking them together. Jisung just laughed.
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They had gone a few rounds, moving around on the bed until they were bone deep tired. Chan moved away from the bed to grab a warm wash cloth. He returned shortly and moved Jisung around so he could clean him off, wipe off the sweat off his face, the back of his legs and his stomach.
Jisung was pliant, whining only the tiniest bit by the movement.
When everything was done, he watched as Chan tossed the cloth in the dirty hamper and made lazy grabby hands at him when he approached the bed.
Chan just laughed as he crawled into the bed and wrapped his arms around Jisung, he threw a leg over his hip and settled into his shoulder.
It was quiet for a bit, Chan’s hand moving up and down Jisung’s spine.
“Ya know.” Chan broke the silence. Jisung hummed in response.
“I’ve been thinking a lot. I think I want you to move in with me.” he said. Jisung’s eyes opened wide, but he didn’t move. In the time they had been doing this song and dance, Chan had always been a little shy about relationships. He didn’t really want to define what they were, too afraid of what would happen if he put a label on their whatever-ship.
“I have the room and the money. You could quit your job.” Jisung raised his head at that, eyebrows furrowed. Just as he was about to open his mouth to complain, Chan leaned up and silenced him with a kiss, “Or at the very least ask to be switched to a part-time position. That way you could have your own money. On top of what I can share with you.” he said as he pulled away.
Jisung studied his face. His eyes glanced at the gray hairs that peeked out around his temples. The crows feet that formed when he smiled and the laugh lines that were accented by twin dimples when he laughed.
“Okay.” he said.
At that Chan sat up, eyes wide with a look of shock, “Okay?” he asked, his expression morphing into one of excitement and delight.
“Okay.” Jisung laughed as he was tackled to the bed, kisses laid all over his face as Chan repeated Thank you pup, thank you, over and over.
When they finally settled back into bed, Chan wrapped Jisung in his arms and talked about how soon they could move Jisung in.
He’d have to tell Felix he was moving. Which was good. Felix had been leaving hints he and Hyunjin were talking a similar step in their own relationship. With a deep, content sigh, Jisung closed his eyes and fell asleep to the chatter of Chan planning.