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“What the fuck are you idiots doing?” The long haired girl glared at the two ‘adults’ wrestling in the ground.
The sky was tinted orange, with a few hues of blue’s and purple’s. In front was a traditional Japanese house, of which they just came out off. The door was busted open and chewed flesh and red blood was all over the floor (and Maru’s mouth).
The two guys were still wrestling on the ground, flashes of blue and black hair were mixed as they launched onto each other.
A particular harsh tug on Han Maru’s chest made him let out a choked yell, his hand reaching out to bang Seonwoo’s head on the dirt ground.
”That hurt, you asshole!” Han Maru cried out, still grabbing the ash blue locks. Seonwoo grumbled as he pushed Han Maru out of his bloodied stomach and stood up, smoothing out his suit and rubbing the nape of his neck, as if to sooth the pulsating ache that the black head left him.
Yoseok came from behind Han Maru, looming over him as he grabbed a bundle of his dark hair and pulled him up effortlessly.
”When will you two ever grow up?” Chana sighed. Pinching the bridge of her nose as she shook her head in both disbelief and disappointment.
”It wasn’t even me the one who started this time…” Han Maru muttered under his breath and crossed his arms while pouting childishly .
”Just shut up at this point. You and Seonwoo cause so much trouble for us, it’s annoying,” Yoseok pulled them both down by the ear, scolding them. “we should get paid by how much we put up with you guys.” Yoseok suggested, rubbing his hands eagerly.
Chana cleared her throat, making the three men look at her. “We have to start leaving now. We’ve completed the mission, and work hours are done anyway.” She finalized “I want to go home, and I’m not in the mood to be babysitting right now.” She glared while turning away, walking to the grey, beat up car.
Han Maru groaned and looked at Yeonwoo. “This was all your fault. Prick.” He rubbed his ear and started moving to the car, several scratches adorning it with black, dull streaks. Yeonwoo and Yoseok following suit, not bothering to glance at each other.
“The next time you two fight, you’ll have to do whatever i want for a day!” Yoseok chirped as he hopped in the driver’s seat and drove off to their headquarters.
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“I told you, guys.” Yoseok said as he crossed his arms smugly. “If i saw you guys fighting again, you’ll have to do whatever i want for a day!” His teasing tone lingered in the air. Both Yeonwoo and Maru were sitting on their heels, head down as they listened to their superior.
”But it wasn’t even my fault… this time.” Maru’s whines soon turned into screech’s as he got kicked in the face, stumbling back and laying in an awkward position, his arms above his head while his legs were still resting on his heels.
Yeonwoo looked back before whipping his head back, his cheeks bustled light pink, barely noticeable.
Yoseok clapped his hands and pointed at both of them, “You will both stay in the same bed! In the same room!”. He twirled, grinning evilly, not paying attention to the groans of dissatisfaction coming from the duo.
“As you know, we will be heading to the headquarters as we were invited to a ceremony. A welcoming ceremony to celebrate the new team being formed in Tokyo! As you look around, we are currently in the hotel where we will be staying.” The teal-haired explained while nodding and signaling the hotel’s lobby, right outside of their room, where they had their luggage’s already placed inside the rooms.
“We will be here approximately for 4 days! So you two will stay locked inside together, as we can’t leave for any reason at all,” Yoseok shrugged and looked at them, analyzing their faces while keeping that nasty, taunting grin.
”The Ceremony will be at the second day, 11 pm.” He clarified, and sat down at the velvet, smooth couch in the lobby.
“Whatever, im too tired for this.” Seonwoo stormed off. Han Maru stood up abruptly, chasing after him.
“Hey! I will beat you up if you leave me outside!” Yoseok watched the two idiots disappear into their hotel room, slamming the door behind them.
He chuckled as he watched the door seconds after. Leaving after locking their door to assure they won’t sneak away, turning around and whistling like nothing had happened.
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Seonwoo took off his tie, throwing it somewhere in the bedroom and throwing himself on the bed. His whole body bounced lightly on the soft mattress, molding into him and swallowing him alive.
”Don’t even dare to say it was my fault, you were acting as if i killed your grandma or something...” Han Maru grumbled, before letting out a deep breath and untying his tie in front of the huge mirror they had.
For it to be a hotel room it was pretty nice, with a living room, grey couches and a decent-sized TV, a windowed wall showing the bustled city. Grey minimalistic kitchen and in front of the island marbled counter was a door, leading to their bedroom. A grey bed was in the middle; of course, while a huge grey boarded mirror rested at their feet, aside a lamp and a desk. The bathroom was to the right of the bed, white with transparent sliding doors, covering absolutely nothing; Well at-least it HAD a door.
The whole Room felt like an apartment, with its good quality windows that reflected the light of the dark city, and grey textured walls and marbled floors; cold to the naked feet.
Seonwoo threw a pillow perfectly to Maru’s head, Maru stumbled forward by the force of the pillow. Seonwoo chuckled at his loser-ness, pathetic-ness or whatever those two neurons could form thoughts of, dozing off once his head accommodated on the white silk pillow which contrasted beautiful to his blue ash hair.
Maru scoffed, shrugging his jacket off and placing it on the chair. He headed towards the bathroom while unzipping his black uniform pants, closing the door behind him and turning on the water; Holding his hand as he measured the water’s temperature, It was way to hot, flowing the bathroom with humid air, making the mirror fog quickly. Jerking off his hand as he yelped and turned the handle to the right.
He jiggled of his pants and white boxers, unbuttoning his white shirt as he stepped of the pants pooling away at his feet and threw the shirt away at the white basket resting on the left side below the black checkered lines counter.
He tipped his foot first, checking for the temperature; It was still hot, but more tolerable now.
He stepped in, reaching out for his personal shampoo; His mother had somehow convinced him that he had to bring his own hygienic products—Shampoo, Conditioner, His own scrub and Body Wash, and Deodorant. He always only used his body wash for everything, those three in one? yeah, those. All his life, but his mother’s nagging taught him the wonders of hygiene. Oh, also his toothbrush and toothpaste; That was the one thing he brought on his own accord, bad breath had always been one of his pet peeves. The origin of it: His father, who had always been drinking—
Maru shook of those thoughts, reaching out for the shampoo and poured a puddle of the white, shiny lotion into the palm of his hand, bringing it up to his hair and roughly ‘massaging’ his scalp, the water rapidly rinsing it off. He poured the conditioner directly into his head, spreading it, making it cover everything until only white were seen, covering the wild black hair he had.
While he still had the conditioner, he reached for his scrub and body wash (which smelled like coconut). He scrubbed all his body, heading downwards, scrubbing his armpits and legs, leaning down, allowing the water to get the conditioner from the back of his head.
He hadn’t noticed the small creak coming from the door. He stood up abruptly as he felt two hands settling on his hips and pushing him back, meeting a bump on his lower back and a hard chest.
He yelped and looked back, spotting a smirk and that ash blue hair that annoyed him so deeply.
”What the heck do you think you’re doing?,” He pushed Seonwoo harsh making his back slam against the shower’s wall, making a cruel sound which caused Maru to wince on-behalf of Seonwoo.
Seonwoo’s eyes turned dark, his gaze eating Maru’s body. Settling in at his thighs a couple of times, and on the curve of his back connecting his rounded and worked ass.
Maru seemed to weigh in his options—Fleeing the scene or to finish showering and shooing the maniac out of the bathroom.
He decided on fleeing, he rapidly opened the left door, rushing away to grab a towel; but as soon as he stepped one foot out of the shower, strong arms settled around his waist pulling him in, once again.
He grabbed either side of the wall of the transparent shower door, clinging for dear life onto the surface.
”What’s wrong with you?!,” Maru screamed, kicking the contrary’s legs as he was lifted off the ground. He felt lips trailing around his neck, ears and back; shivering slightly while still kicking and reaching behind him to pull on Seonwoo’s hair.
”Just let me have this… Please.” Seonwoo whined, putting Maru down and digging his head into Maru’s neck, hot breath; Making his stomach flutter.
Fuck, He was hard.
How could he get hard by the bastard that cursed him out and degraded him like it was every other morning?
He sat down at the showers marbled counter (used for placing the bottles and towels.) and gazed down, at Seonwoo with an evil expression, who had his head sitting in between his thighs. His cheek bumping lightly against his semi-hard cock.
It was well known that Seonwoo NEVER begged, never said ‘please’. It even seemed as the bastard never even learned manners. So, having him begging to have him, who is Han Maru to not make him beg more? If he wants it, he needs to work for it, right?
”Say, what do you want?” Maru snickered, thumping his cock against Seonwoo’s cheek and choking his head between his strong thighs.
”-You, Han Maru” Seonwoo chocked, the water dripping down his hair.
He was only wearing his white, now soaked shirt that clung tightly to his body, taking in form of his six pack, and a pair of grey boxers, which were also soaked—but a big bump covered in a dark stain caught his attention.
He narrowed his eyes at the bump and pressed it with his toes, purring when Seonwoo flinched and let out a pathetic whine.
“Hmm—i don’t know…” he said feigning thinking while marking circles into Seonwoo’s bump; Seonwoo letting out soft sighs at the relief, squirming. Maru’s hands digging into the counter; his knuckles turning white.
“I mean…” Maru dragged out as Seonwoo gazed up at him in hunger, so intense it made Maru shrink down a little before straightening himself up.
”You’re not really my type, y’know?” Maru snickered out, seeing Seonwoo’s expression crumble.
He didn’t even have time to register his surroundings before he was pressed into a slippery wall and a lubed digit was circling his rim. Seonwoo’s strong arm was holding him up as he scrambled at the wall for purchase.
Where and When the fuck did he get lube?
“Who Is? Your type?” Seonwoo growled into his ear as he humped Maru’s lean and thick legs onto his broad shoulders. his big bump grazing his hole, making Maru’s legs tremble slightly.
”Ngh- Why?- Do y-you care?” He stammered out by surprise, his grin faltering.
His Hard penis was in between his own stomach and Seonwoo’s stomach, standing tall and proud.
A lubed digit entered him, making him whine and throw his head back; bumping it hard against the wall as his arms immediately searched for Seonwoo’s neck, Folding himself in half as he stammered around a single digit.
His lips found another pair of soft lips, kissing softly before the pair of lips nipped against his bottom lips, asking for entrance.
He shook his head and he felt Seonwoo frown against his lips. He squeezed another lubed finger entering his hole, making a squelching sound. He moaned into the kiss, uncontrollably opening it wide enough for Seonwoo to slither his tongue into Maru’s mouth.
Seonwoo twisted and Scissored his hole, turning them and preparing it for himself. every-time he pulled in and out it made a loud squelching sound that made Maru flush and flinch in embarrassment.
He whined against his mouth and separated them with a trail of saliva connecting between their lips, the water dripping down their bodies.
He moaned into Seonwoo’s ear as another digit entered him, rubbing against his walls and searching for his sweet spot. “Seonwoo!- Ah!” he mewled as the digit pumped into him.
After a while his hole had begun to accommodate to the large digits, he pushed his hips down to meet at the same time.
Moaning and Mewling into Seonwoo’s ear as the finger pushed against his insides for his prostate.
“Please-! Eden!” He stammered against Seonwoo’s ear at a particular harsh thrust at his prostate.
Seonwoo stopped, his breathing became more labored, his cock was begging to be let out of the tight boxers.
“Fuck this.’’He groaned as he imagined the tight, wet and juicy insides clinging onto his cock and milking it for all its worth
He felt the fingers slipping out of him and he opened his hazed eyes, seeing in between his hair covering his eyes.
Seonwoo’s head reached until above his belly button, the head was gleaming red and Maru could see the veins on it pulsating.
“Fuck! thats a monster horse,” Maru screeched and slipped off from Seonwoo’s hold, reaching for the door before being pulled back in.
He was now bent over the shower counter, the cold marble freezing his back as his legs were once again—in Seonwoo’s shoulders.
He felt the Cock pocking around on his entrance, it went on for a while until Maru’s hips were unconsciously trying to get the cock inside him.
Seonwoo chuckled in victory and let the head slip in, he watched as Maru’s mouth gaped and his eyes going wide with a silent scream.
Inch by Inch, Seonwoo took it slow, seing every inch disappear little by little into the welcoming heat, the way it enveloped him so nicely, squeezing and pulsating around him; Keeping him warm, and oh, Maru’s expressions, his body shivering underneath him. he groaned as he finally bottomed out, Balls touching Maru’s ass.
He looked up from his cock being engulfed in the tiny hole, the tiny bump in Maru’s stomach as he thrusted in and out softly.
He groaned as he watched the bump and saw Maru’s expression falter to surprise—to embarrassment and lust as he saw the bump.
”What-“ He clung to Seonwoo’s back, “Why are you—Why are you getting bigger?!” Maru felt two arms pulling him in, his legs instinctively wrapped around Seonwoo’s waist, his nails scratching against the broad back.
Seonwoo thrusted into Maru, The new position being easy to hit all his sweet spots easily. He felt Maru clawing at his back as he moaned. “I-Idiot..”.
“Wait!- Ugh.. Ah!” Maru banged his fists against the taller one’s chest as he thrusted in and out, going on a rapid pace.
The black haired mewled as he came, spraying white strings on both their chests; his head now resting in Seonwoo’s shoulder as he allowed himself to be bounced and used on the cock. Whining as he was occasionally bitten on the shoulder or neck and being licked and nipped.
Groaning into his ear, Seonwoo came into him, painting his insides white. By the foreign liquid squelching in his stomach, he accidentally moaned and tightened around the cock, milking him.
Seonwoo grunted, “Why are you getting hard again?…” Maru slurred and felt his insides once again, tightening up on the pulsating cock still inside him.
“Fuck… Why are you so hot?” Seonwoo muttered into his ear, turned around and closed the water.
He stepped out of the shower, still carrying Maru on his cock, his load slipping out of Maru’s hole.
He headed to the bed, his cock getting in deeper into the warm walls as he stepped, and every step Maru responded with a soft whine or moan.
He placed Maru on the bed, covering him up before jumping in himself and sliding his cock in the gaping, wet hole; Maru stirred “Why are you putting your monster in me again?… let me sleep…” he said as he dozed off slowly.
Seonwoo soothing him by rubbing his hips while he peppered kisses and bites into his nape, his eyes seemed to weight more and more every time he blinked, letting the darkness seep into his vision.