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Debuting again is a strange feeling for Kim Gyuvin. He realized that the day he greeted the vlog camera as a member of AND2BLE and had to physically restrain himself from calling the viewers ‘zerose’. Either way, he feels weird. But, fortunately for him, he's surrounded by three other people who are feeling the same thing. That fact makes him feel a little bit better, he supposes.
Others like Ricky, for example. Ricky’s so sweet, Gyuvin thinks, even when the man is acting like a bratty little cat and threatens to claw him. Gyuvin is glad that he’s able to even be around him during this strange transition in their careers, glad that he and Ricky seem to be together through all of it, not being able to remember a time when Ricky wasn't by his side. In the period of going back to YH Ent. and having to get used to a new group dynamic, amongst other things, Ricky’s there, going through it with him.
But now, their re-debut is coming quickly, and the group is rapidly preparing for it. Learning new choreography, new songs, and enough bleach and hair dye to go around. Speaking of bleach, Ricky’s blonde again. But then again, when is he not, Gyuvin thinks. It always suits him, giving him that cool ice-prince vibe he’s always associated with Ricky. Man, he kinda misses the black hair, though. It made him look softer, like a baby cat.
Right now, Gyuvin’s going through it. It’s around 7 pm, and he feels like the orange walls of the dance practice room are about to collapse in on him. Why? Because Gyuvin likes to torture himself. He’s a little overwhelmed, if he's being honest, overwhelmed with everything regarding re-debuting and Ricky, but when isn't he thinking about Rik?
He’s got whatever they learned of the choreo down for the most part, but he has some things he wants to try instead, some things he’d like to add. It’s also different, and that’s what's throwing him off. Gyuvin has always been confident, throw any concept and choreo at him, and he’ll make it his own. He doesn’t know why today is different, and why the last couple of days have been different too. Why is everything different? He repeats this line in his head over and over as he practices before crouching down and pausing the song demo on his phone. He groans, so out of it that he doesn't notice the practice room door opening until he lifts his head and sees his baby’s reflection in the mirror.
His eyes lock with the blonde in the reflection, feeling his head throb suddenly as he stands up rather quickly. Ricky looks worried, his cute pink lips curved down into a small pout.
“Qubing, what are you still doing here?” Ricky asks, walking over with his long legs that make Gyuvin lick his lips before turning to face him.
“Rwick, jagiya,” Gyuvin says breathlessly, taking Ricky into his arms and nuzzling his nose against the side of the blonde's face.
“Ew, get off me– you’re all sweaty,” Ricky lightly pushes at his chest, not trying very hard. “Qubing, we’re at work–”
“Nobody’s here,” Gyuvin mumbles, exhaustion evident in his voice.
“Exactly, neither should you be,” Ricky mutters, huffing in annoyance before turning his head slightly to lightly press his lips against Gyuvin’s cheek. He hears Gyuvin’s breath hitch slightly at the contact, pressing himself closer for more.
“You shouldn’t be here either then,” Gyuvin breathes against his temple before placing a wet kiss there, one with too much spit after he licked his lips 100 times since Ricky walked in the door. It doesn't bother Ricky, though, not as much as it should. He should want to wipe off the spit Gyuvin left on his skin, but he doesn't. It's not gross because it's gyuvins. Ricky doesn't respond to him, not right away at least. He lets Gyuvin recharge, knowing that's all he wants. He just wants to feel Ricky, maybe smell him a little. Yeah, that’s all. “Missed you. You smell so good, baby.”
“Ugh– stop–” Ricky whines, earning a disagreeing grunt from Gyuvin. “You’re so annoying. And you’re stinky,” He complains, but he never really cared what Gyuvin smelled like.
“Mm, you love it,” Gyuvin teases, earning a huff from Ricky. He finally gives in when Gyuvin presses their lips together in a soft, tender kiss. The younger snakes a large hand up from Ricky's waist to hold the back of the blonde's head. Their lips slot together as Ricky lets out a soft mewl that Gyuvin swallows right away, all while his tongue laps gently at the olders plump bottom lip. “Mm, I love when you wear that strawberry Chapstick,” Gyuvin breathed as he pulled away, only a few mere inches away from his baby's lips. Ricky blushes, but doesn't respond right away, his lips wet and slightly swollen from Gyuvin's passionate kiss.
“I’ve been here trying to go over the choreo, and I added some stuff,” Gyuvin says, scratching his head like a big puppy. “I dunno, I guess I’ve been in a funk.”
“Want to show me what you added?” Ricky asks, voice soft, gentle fingertips grazing the skin above Gyuvin's collar.
“‘Course, Rik,” Gyuvin mumbles with a nod, slowly stepping back as he reaches for his phone and restarts the audio file with the demo song. The song starts, and Gyuvin begins dancing, showing Ricky his idea for how they could open it. “I was thinking something like this,” Gyuvin says hurriedly, a bit difficult to talk and dance.
“Hmm, maybe you should show the dance teacher tomorrow,” Ricky encouraged, wiggling his hips and shoulders subtly to the beat. Ricky watched as Gyuvin danced, smiling softly as he’s reminded how much of a great performer his boyfriend is. Gyuvin stopped the music once the first chorus was over, as that’s all the group had gone over so far. He turned back to Ricky with a crooked smile, hair a little floppy and messy.
“Can I teach you the part I made up?” Gyuvin asked.
“But, Qubing, we should really go home–” Ricky weakly protested.
“Please, jagiya. If we both show him tomorrow, it'd be easier to convince him,” Gyuvin pleaded, already grabbing his boyfriend's small wrists. “I promise we’ll go home afterward.”
“Fine,” Ricky nodded once, and Gyuvin grinned, happily making his way to stand behind the older. Gyuvin placed his large hands on Ricky's body to guide him, one on his hip and the other on his left arm, to guide him out. Gyuvin softly hums the opening notes of the song in Ricky's ear as he makes him dance like a puppet.
Ricky watches their reflection in the mirror, impossible to ignore how Gyuvin seems to dwarf him in size just by standing close like this. The blond lets his body be guided into the soft hums from Gyuvin's mouth, their hips and arms swaying together, Ricky only focusing on how good his boyfriend looks behind him, and his heavy breath in his ear. When Gyuvin gets to the chorus, Ricky takes a little bit of control back, remembering the steps on his own but still wanting to feel Gyuvin's warm hands guide him. Gyuvin's soft brown eyes look up from eyeing the tattooed skin of the blonde's neck, finding Ricky already staring at him in the mirror.
“You look so good like this, Rik,” Gyuvin whispers in his ear, hot and heavy in his ear as they hold eye contact in the mirror. Ricky has to hold down an airy whimper that threatens to escape his throat. They’ve both been stressed lately, and it’s been a while. By no means is Gyuvin neglecting him, but the events that have transpired only within the last month have left the couple with little to no alone time. “Could just eat you up..” Gyuvin groaned, pressing a wet kiss to Ricky's ear.
“You said we’d go home,” Ricky whined.
“And we will…” Gyuvin soothed, sliding his lips to kiss a trail from under Ricky's flushed ears to the crook of his neck. Ricky shivered, but couldn't help how he extended his neck to give Gyuvin more. He felt Gyuvin's nose nuzzle his skin, feeling the warm, soft breath that gave him goosebumps. “Always so sensitive,” Gyuvin mumbled, making Ricky squeeze his eyes shut and try to squirm away. Gyuvin immediately pulled him back, holding Ricky firmly against his chest.
“Gyub…” Ricky whined.
“You don’t want me to play with you?” Gyuvin pouted, tilting his head like a dog. Ricky’s eye twitched.
“We’re in the practice room,” he pointed out.
“So? Nobody’s gonna catch us,” Gyuvin coaxed, glancing behind him to make sure the door was closed. He gently walked with Ricky away from the line of sight of the door, just in case, bringing him toward the large mirror. Ricky held on to the wooden railing bolted to the mirror, turning towards Gyuvin with a confused expression. “What’s that face for?” Gyuvin asked.
“This is crazy,” Ricky mumbled. Gyuvin’s eyes softened, pressing Ricky against the mirror, the blonde's lower back digging into the railing.
“You don't have to do anything you don't want to,” Gyuvin reminded. Ricky finally looked into his boyfriend's round brown eyes, seeing how they sparkle as he finds his reflection in them. “Just miss you so much.”
“You see me every day,” Ricky stated, feeling their hips become flush. A hint of what could be Gyuvin's erection grazing against him.
“I could never get enough of you,” Gyuvin says. Ricky doesn't say anything back. How could he? Especially knowing he feels the same way.
“Are you okay, Qubing?” Ricky finally asks, fingers scratching gently under his boyfriend's chin. He watches Gyuvin swallow hard at the innocent touch, finding it amusing that even little moments like this can send his puppy over the edge.
“‘M stressed, Rik,” Gyuvin admits, crooked smile on his face.
“You’re still smiling, though.” The blonde reminds him.
“‘Cause I’m looking at you.”
They kiss again, always soft and tender. Ricky is pawing at Gyuvin's chest as he feels the younger man's warm hands slide under his shirt, squeezing his soft skin. Gyuvin feels everything under his fingertips, soft squishy skin, angular hip bones, and delicate ribs. He worshipped Ricky with his hands, every movement earning Gyuvin a soft shiver as he explored. Each touch to a more sensitive spot made the blonde's plump lips part as he gasped softly, Gyuvin's tongue entering them to taste the inside of his mouth.
Sweet, is all Gyuvin could think as his tongue dominates Ricky, licking his small pink one so gently in a way that makes his knees go weak. Gyuvin catches him, though, getting a better grip of his waist from under his tank top. He pushes his hips against Ricky again, his erection much more prominent now. Ricky feels it, reluctantly rubbing his palm against it gently.
“Fuck, baby, that feels so good…” Gyuvin breathes out, trying not to be loud. His hips buck forward into Ricky's hand, the blonde blushing as he feels it fill out even more just from his touch. “What do you say, Princess? Can I play with you for a bit?”
Ricky can't stop himself from nodding. They both deserve it, having been such good sports during a time like this. Gyuvin smiles at his boyfriend's acceptance, hand sliding inside Ricky's sweatpants and boxers to get a handful of his soft buttcheek.
“Mm,” Gyuvin hummed, kissing Ricky's neck so sweetly. “You always feel so good.”
“Were not even doing anything yet,” Ricky jokes weakly, biting his lip as he feels one of Gyuvin's long fingers slide between his ass crack and circle his pucker. Ricky shivered, squeezing his eyes shut and clutching at Gyuvin's T-shirt as he was teased. “Q-Qubing…”
“What’s wrong, kitty?” Gyuvin smirked, pressing the pad of his middle finger against rickys small hole. “I thought you wanted to play?” Ricky's face burns at Gyuvin's teasing and at the fact that they're still at work. Ricky huffs. Two can play at that game. He tugs down Gyuvin's sweatpants and boxers gently, only enough to let out his cock. Gyuvin's cock is half hard, already leaking precum and growing even bigger before Ricky’s eyes. Gyuvin lets out a noise of relief, tugging up his T-shirt with his hand, showing off perfect washboard abs.
“Get it hard for me, Rwick?” He asks, eyes meeting Ricky’s as the blonde's smaller hand hovers over his cock. Ricky takes Gyuvin's hardening cock into his hand, stroking it gently, soft tugs that provide relief but not enough. “Mhm, like that, baby…” Gyuvin encourages, bringing rickys head to rest against his chest as they both watch his hand work the younger man's cock. Gyuvin gets fully hard, feeling heavy in Ricky’s hands.
“How far do you wanna go?” Gyuvin asks, the blonde looking up as he nuzzles his chest. “You can give me head… or I can put it in… or I can rub it against yours…” Gyuvin lists off all his different options.
Ricky nibbles on his bottom lip, contemplating as he gives Gyuvin’s cock soft tugs. When he makes up his mind, he reaches down to undo his drawstring with his free hand, but Gyuvin stops him gently, opting to help him with the hand that's already groping his ass. Ricky rests his head against Gyuvin's shoulder again, letting him tug his pants down, waistband resting under the cleft of his ass cheeks. Ricky's slender pink cock is exposed now, the blonde gasping at the feeling of his sensitive tip meeting the cool air of the dance practice room.
“So pretty for me, Rik,” Gyuvin praises, pulling him even closer so that he could wrap a large hand around both of their lengths. Rick spits a glob of spit into the palm of his hand before spreading it over his and Gyuvin's tips. “Fuck, baby,” Gyuvin breathed, tilting Ricky’s face up to devour his lips once again.
Ricky moans softly into his mouth, Gyuvin's large hand engulfing both their cocks and spreading the spit Ricky provided. The blonde tugged at Gyuvin’s shirt collar, his head being tilted and held up by the younger man as he bucks into his hand. The feeling of their cocks sliding together, paired with Gyuvin's hand, is heavenly, Ricky’s legs feeling like they're about to give out if it wasn't for the wooden railing holding him up. Gyuvin smirks against Ricky’s mouth as he hears his needy moans.
“F-fuck, Qubing…” Ricky whimpers softly, Gyuvin chuckling at him.
“Already so needy for me, aren’t you?” Gyuvin teases, earning a quiet whine. “Shh, be patient, kitty.”
Gyuvin’s pace was torture, jerking their lengths with a firm grip, speeding his pace up in a way that made Ricky rock his hips further against him. Quiet pants leaving the blonde's lips as they got off on each other, Gyuvin’s forehead creased in concentration as he pleasured them both. Ricky always loved it when they rubbed their cocks together, like when he teases Gyuvin right before he's about to ride him, grinding his hips down just to get him ansty. He loves the weight of Gyuvin against him, the way Gyuvin isn’t just longer, but thicker than him. That same thickness that makes his hole clench as he remembers how good Gyuvin stretches him.
“Q-Qubing?” Ricky choked out.
“Mm?” Gyuvin hummed nonchalantly, too focused on the visual of their cocks against each other.
“I’m close…” Ricky whimpers. Gyuvin smirks, slowing down his hand and hips. Ricky looks up at him with teary eyes, whining as he’s teased right before he could come. “Fuck, please, puppy,” He cries.
“I love it when you beg like that,” Gyuvin says before leaning down to lick his neck. Ricky gasps and tilts his head back against the mirror, feeling Gyuvin’s warm tongue graze his tattoo. Ricky bucks against him pathetically, slender cock wet with precum as he whines about how Gyuvin’s teasing him. “I only mess with you ‘cause you give such cute reactions.”
Gyuvin gives in to Ricky’s whines, though, not being able to resist the sight of seeing his cute boyfriend come all over his hand. Gyuvin goes to work on their cocks, stroking them at Ricky’s favorite pace, watching his face scrunch up beautifully. Ricky’s close, and it’s only a matter of time before his vision goes white and spills all over Gyuvin’s hand.
“You wanna come?” Gyuvin asks.
“Mm, yes,” Ricky mutters, whining as Gyuvin brings him (and himself) closer to the edge.
“Hmm? Yes, what?” Gyuvins being mean, he knows. But he loves to hear Ricky’s little whines and gasps as he’s forced to beg for it.
“W-wanna come, Qubing,” Ricky babbles.
“Oh, yeah? Beg me then, kitty. Beg puppy to let you come alllll over his hand.” Gyuvin coaxes, kissing his flushed ear gently. “You’re good for me, right, Rik?”
“Mhm– good. Good for you,” Ricky nods against his shoulder.
“Then beg,” Gyuvin says, grinding his hips even harder against Ricky’s. Ricky whimpers and gasps, the sensation of their cocks together along with Gyuvin’s hand, too much to bear.
“Please.. Wanna come so bad, puppy. Been so good for you, please let me come,” Ricky begs, the sound like music to Gyuvin's ears. He smiles, looking down at Ricky’s flushed face against his shoulder.
“Then come for me, kitty.” That’s all Ricky needs before he spills all over Gyuvin’s hand and cock with a soft moan. His thick brows skewing up and his plush lips falling open as Gyuvin continues to buck against him, the sight of Ricky coming undone pushing him off the edge, too. “Ah, fuck, baby…” Gyuvin moans, pressing his nose against Ricky’s temple as he joins him in coming, painting his hand and the blonde's length with more come. Gyuvin tries his best to hold Ricky up, feeling the older man’s legs start to shake. Gyuvin lifts his head to look down at Ricky, his hand that had been cradling the blonde's nape snaking up to comb through his hair.
“Baby? You okay?” Gyuvin asks softly, making Ricky nod weakly and open his eyes, looking up at the taller male. “You did so good for me. I’m so proud of you.”
Ricky blushed at the praise, hissing at the overstimulation when Gyuvin removed his hand from their spent cocks. Gyuvin reached for the rag in his back pocket before wiping off his hand and gently cleaning their crotches. He tucked himself back into his pants before helping Ricky with his clothes.
“That was so hot, princess. Thank you,” Gyuvin praised, tying Ricky’s drawstring. Ricky nodded, placing his head back on Gyuvin’s shoulder as he was tended to.
“I don’t remember any of the dance parts you added,” Ricky admits after a few beats of silence, earning a chuckle from Gyuvin.
“That’s okay, baby. Let’s go home, yeah?”
“Yeah.”
Ricky helped Gyuvin gather his things after his legs stopped wobbling, helping the taller male put on his hoodie and zipping it up for him. Gyuvin felt a lot more relaxed now. Maybe he just missed Ricky, though. He couldn’t imagine not being with him, his Rik, the light of his life. Maybe this new group thing won't be so bad, Gyuvin thinks, especially since he has Ricky by his side. And he wouldn't change that for the world.