Fwb jngchn but chn is pining for yk

Jngn notices, of course. He's always looking at his hyung, so he /knows/ and he doesn't mind. He doesn't like chn like that, in a romantic way at least. Definitely not. He likes him enough to fuck him. Of course it's because of his body. Have you seen his fucking body? His chest, his ass, and those plump fucking lips??

It's even better when it's around him, surrounding him in his warm, wet walls.

"Jngn– p-please!" Chn gasps as he grips the bedsheets, the force of his grip threatening to rip the fabric. Jngn grunts in response and tightens his hold on chn's hips then hoists his hips up, leaving chn's chest on the bed.

Chn's cock leaks at the change and he bites the pillow as another particularly hard thrust hit his prostate directly. Something feels a bit different from today of all days they've fucked. Jngn's being particularly rough, hard, and there's this dark glint in his eye.

"Jngn– jngn-ah–" his words cut off as jngn's grinds into him, bringing himself deeper inside Chn. He whines at the sensations, grinding back into jngn's cock.

And jngn understands the question chn wanted to ask, why so rough today?

He knows he's behaving a bit unusual; being rougher, harder, and there's this weird feeling that's been resting on his chest ever since he saw chn earlier that day at the library.

With his "yk hyung".

Thinking about it again makes jngn mindlessly squeeze chn's cock at its base, and he hears a gasp and his warm walls squeeze him even tighter. It makes him move his other hand to squeeze chn's ass.

Chn's crying at the stimulations he feels; the feeling of jngn's cock thrusting into him, his hand at the base of chn's cock.

"You like that, hyung?" Jngn's shit-eating grin can usually be heard just from this question alone, but there's something different. He sobs in response and turns his head a bit to take a peak at Jngn's face.

Jngn has this dark glint in his eye, and his jaw is taught. He looks incredibly dangerous yet so enticing, so alluring, and it makes Chn want to cum. "I-imie," Chn sobs out, holding a hand out. He wants to touch him, to ground himself before he gets too carried away.

Jngn's eyes flicker to the outstretched hand and takes it with his hand that was on Chn's ass. He pulls him up flush against his chest and secures him with an arm across his abdomen. Chn's other hand darts up to hold Jngn's forearm and leans back to rest his head on Jngn's shoulder.

"Imie, Imie, Imiieee~" He turns his head and whines into Imie's neck. He grinds back with more fervor and he licks the spot on Imie's neck. He hears Imie grunting and moaning. He likes it. He likes it so much when he makes Imie feel good.

"Like it so much, Chn-ah? I'm so deep in you." Jngn's hand presses onto Chn's abdomen, slightly feeling himself when he moves in and out.

His hand, his hand, his large hand, his large, pretty hand..

The feeling of Imie's hand makes Chn go insane; it makes him feel lightheaded at the size of it and to feel it press against his abdomen makes Chn sob even more and press whimpers into Imie's neck. He hears Imie laugh, and he presses a kiss on his neck.

"You also like it when other's watch you right?" He hears Chn whine and feels him squeeze him again. "My sweet, little whore." He leans in and bites Chn's shoulder. He hears Chn moan, loud enough for the neighbors to hear him. And he knows Chn likes it secretly even if Chn is embarrassed to death. "My sweet, little hyung." He presses a kiss on where he bit Chn.

He feels something lift from his chest as he says it.

He releases his hold on Chn's dick and squeezes his nipple instead. "I bet you'd like it if we had an audience right now, won't you?" He whispers, voice low. He slows down, to make him listen.

"Would like it even more if your Yk hyung would see you like this, crying on my cock; being used by me." He gives Chn's nipple another squeeze. Chn arches into it and he feels lightheaded, too deep into it to notice the change in Imie's tone. "Answer me, baby. You'd love it if your Yk hyung would see you like this, right?"

And Chn?

Chn's fucking dead.

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!" He cries out, tightening his hold on Imie's forearm. Imie's cock makes him feel good, really, really good, and he loves it. He loves it.

Jngn looks at Chn. He looks beautiful like this: around his cock, tears falling down his face, lips swollen from all the biting, and his cock, hard and leaking. He pulls out until on the tip is left inside, and he hears Chn whine. Tone needy and desperate with a hint of complain.

And he realizes something.

"You're mine, aren't you? My little slut," Jngn whispers as he tightens his hold on Chn's abdomen and squeezes his nipple a little too hard and tight and thrusts in deeply as he can in one go. Chn gapes at the sudden and deep intrusion, cumming unexpectedly and splattering it everywhere on the bed. His head, light and cloudy which is a contrast to his taught body, arching against Imie's body, convulsing at the aftershocks of his orgasm ripping its way through his system.

"Imie, Imie, Imie," Chn babbles as he rides out his own orgasm, still not in the right headspace to think about the implications of what Jngn said. "Y-your sl-slut! Yours!"

Jngn fucks him roughly and quickly, chasing his own orgasm as the feeling of possession overtakes him at hearing Chn's words. He groans as he cums inside Chn, keeping him in place and flush against his front. Chn's whimpering at the feeling, no doubt wanting to keep his cum inside him for a while longer.

Once he collects his bearings, he presses a kiss on Chn's neck and pulls out. He quickly takes a buttplug nearby and insert it into Chn, keeping his cum inside. Chn sighs in satisfaction and is laid on the unsoiled part of the bed, or whatever part was safe from Chn's cum.

Jngn goes to the bathroom and gets a quick shower before returning to where Chn is with a wet towel and tissues and some underwear. He sits next to Chn's form and wipes Chn's sweaty body with the towel, then carefully takes out the buttplug (which totally gets some whining from Chn) and digs in two fingers (to which Chn absolutely whimpers) to get the cum out. He wipes that Chn's hole gingerly and makes Chn wear the underwear.

Chn is still in that cloudy headspace, body still feeling floaty after all of that, but there's a need to have Imie by his side.

He acts upon that need and grabs Jngn's wrist before he moves away. He flashes his best puppy eyes and tilts his head to the side. "Stay, please?"

Jngn wants to. He does. How can he resist Chn when he looks like that?

He accepts it.

He gives him a smile and places his other hand over Chn's and leans forward to place a kiss on his forehead and whispers something to Chn then parts from him.

He leaves.

"I love you."

Imie never does feelings. He knows this. It was the only thing Imie warned him about when they were in the process of becoming fwb.

And if he did, he'll say it. Then he'll leave, without any explanations. Entirely.

That's what he said.

He'll leave.

Chn can't breathe.
And Jngn?

He left.

And Chn's heart breaks.

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I got lost in translation sjfjshfjdj

I think the favorite way for chn to get fucked is hard but soft. let me elaborate. he wants to feel dick punching through his holes. he wants to feel like a dick entering one hole will come out of another. he wants to get manhandled and fucked like a two-bit whore. but when it comes to sex talk? call him something degrading one time and he will pout and cry. and now we are talking about crying, chn loves to cry during sex out of pleasure and overstimulation. but not humiliation. he wants to be fucked nasty but talked gentle. but he does allow words like slut and whore, only if his dom(or Doms) use it gently. and he loves being called pretty, princess and baby.