Taemin whimpered louder, his head falling to the side as a sharp pain shot through his stomach. Biting down on his lip, to keep it from trembling, he felt all of the heat in his body flow downward. And fighting as hard as he could, he wasn't able to fight his body and keep it from showing its appreciation for being looked upon by his lover.
Teak snorted a bit, mocking the younger boy's state as he took the liberty to pull his pants and briefs off completely, Taemin's legs lolling around a bit before falling as lifeless as the rest of his body.
Swallowing slowly, Teak looked down at Taemin's legs. They were flaccid and he couldn't see any of the muscles that he loves to watch flex when the younger boy danced. Trailing a finger up his right leg slowly, Taemin recoiled sharply before his limb was tugged on, Taek straightening it out before him again.
Instead of his hand this time, he let his lips fall down to kiss his knee, his eyes flickering shut as their skin touched. Warm sparks attacked his lips, the familiar taste of such precious porcelain skin exciting his own body, enticing him to further indulge in the old, familiar feeling.
Kissing higher, his fingers almost grazed the skin under his lips, opening them just so, so that he could breathe against the warmth. His tongue poking out gently, he let it tap gently along the line that he attacked.
Drawing his mouth further up Taemin's thigh, he was careful with his breathing, being gentle in kissing along the younger boy's skin as if he would break if he dared press his lips a bit too hard. His hand grabbed Taemin's other thigh, squeezing hard as he nuzzled his mouth against the curls.
Taemin flinched, a soft groaning vibrating from his throat at the feeling. He hated Taek; he wanted to get away from him. But even now, his body was being held captive by such powerful lips and, as much as he wanted his body to fight him off, he couldn't. He loved Taekyeon and wanted his Hyung to show him that he loved him in return.
Moving his hand down slowly, Taemin's fingertips pricked along against Teak's short hair, his fingers tracing the top of his ear and falling to stroke his cheek gently, guiding the older boy down onto him.
Taekyeon followed suit, his mouth opening slowly to swallow the warmth into his mouth, feeling the others cock throb hard in time with his breathing.
Gasping quickly, Taemin felt a slick shudder roll through his body. First contact making his head roll to the side, his cheeks flushing gently. "H-Hyung… what are you doing?"
Taek didn't respond, his mouth doing all the talking against him as he moved him slowly around in his mouth, tongue flicking quickly over his slit before sliding him deep into his mouth again. Groaning around him, he let his head bob slowly, picking up at even pace as he sucked and lathered Taemin's aching muscle with his tongue.
"Hyung… you shouldn't," Taemin whimpered, biting down hard on his lip to keep in a moan. His head falling forward again, he looked down at the older boy, his fingers tangling in his short hair as he pushed on his head a bit, despite his words. "I'm still angry with you… You hurt me," he breathed, letting out a sharp moan as the last few words trailed off.
Taek gave his tip a teasing nibble before pulling his mouth away, his lips coated in pre-cum and his eyes shining a bit as he looked over his young lover. Seeing the way his body slumped against the wall, his slender, but sexy frame. He felt so powerful, like he could bend him to his will and take him anyway he wanted. But what he wanted at this sweet moment in time was to take Taemin slowly and pleasure him until he forgave him. "I'm sorry… it was a complete mistake. You have to know that," he whispered as his fingers rolled up the bottom of Taemin's shirt, starting to tug it up and off.
Taemin lifted his arms slightly so that the shirt could come off easily, his fingertips pushing back his hair that fell in his eyes. Letting out a slow, shaky breath, he shook his head, "Why would you do that? You said that you love me Hyung…"
"I do love you! More than anything," Teak interjected, leaning forward to cradle Taemin's cheek with his palm. He pressed a kiss on each of his flushed cheeks, "I was an idiot. I don't even know what came over me. I risked your love, everything that we have, for some guy who doesn't even matter."
"And you're a bastard for that," Taemin pouted, starting to slowly regain control over his muscles again. His palms on the floor, he pushed himself up to sit straight, leaning back against the door more comfortably. His eyes flickering over Taek's he was searching for the truth in his words and was happy that, that was all he came across. Honesty and love. It made him smile.
"I know, I know…" Taek whispered, his eyes falling.
"I just. I don't understand… why would you even think doing something like that was right? Do you not think I'm attractive anymore?" he asked desperately, pressing a hand against his hyung's bear chest.
"I think you're sexy as hell!" he laughed in disbelief. Sitting down fully, he grabbed his shoulder tightly, his eyes burning holes into Taemin's, "You are so beautiful to me. Just watching you on stage, I can barely ever control myself. It hurts to be away from you, even for a short amount of time because I want to kiss you and touch you and talk to you. I told you I love you because I mean it. This, what happened today, was a mistake. I was blind and stupid and I took advantage of your trust-"
"Which you no longer have," Taemin clarified, his eyes narrowing a bit. His hand rested on Teak's forearm, his fingers brushing over his skin slowly, rubbing the muscles that pumped under his skin. "I can't trust you."
"But you love me?"
"Of course I do, Hyung. I can never go without loving you, and you know that."
"Then, I'll earn your trust back," he whispered. Leaning forward, their lips grazed for a moment, the sparks returning as he felt the younger boys hand slide up his arm and rest on his back, pulling him close. Letting his body move forward, he let their lips crash against each others', forcing his tongue into the others eager mouth in an intoxicating kiss.
A few moments of preparation and touching and Taemin was on his back, a rolled up towel under his head and Taekyeon between his legs, his fingers guiding his lubricated erection into his entrance with a slow thrust.
Taemin tightened around him quickly, his body pulling away at the slight pain, before giving in only moments later, pushing down against him to allow the other to dig deeper into him. His lips parted, the corners of his lips curled into a gentle smirk. "H-Hyung… only do this with me… Only ever be inside of me."
Taek pulled out half-way and responded with a hard thrust, their bodies smacking together as he drove into him. His hand falling to the boy's slender waist, he pulled him down hard, almost pinning him to the floor, his body arched over him as his skin crawled with the heat of being inside of his lover.
"Only you Taemin…"
"Promise me," Taemin whispered as Taek's hips started to roll slowly, his well trained muscles, supported by his strong legs, moving his cock into him without stop.
The lubricant grew hot on contact, making it easier for Taek to drive deeply with each thrust, "I promise you Taemin," he groaned, his breathing hitching on his name as he leaned down more to secure it with a brief kiss, their chest rubbing against one another's in the briefest of moments.
This sin was complete ecstasy and Taek couldn't stop himself from wanting more. Drawn into the poison, he let himself moan loudly, his hips bucking at a steady, but wild, pace. His free hand worked on stroking Taemin opposite to his thrusts. The younger boy's fingers in his hair and pulling on his neck, his mouth soaked his chest in kiss, tongue flicking at his hardened nipples when Taemin whimpered for attention.
He wanted his entire body pleased at once and while Taek was happy to oblige, there was only so much that he could do at once. He sucked his nipples and played with Taemin's erection, his body growing more heated as their hot skin clashed with deafening smacks, his cock throbbing against his walls. It was purely magnificent.
Taemin's moans transformed into screams as Taek ravished him. His nails scrapping along the base of the older boy's neck, he arched his back hard into the feeling. His skin was raw and red from skidding across the surface of the wood floor, but he didn't care. Any pain that he got from this moment was welcomed. Almost like their first time. The blood and the pain, and the tears, had almost been enough to break Taemin and convince Taek that making love to him was not worth seeing his lover in anguish, but the feeling afterward was much like what he was feeling now. Complete and utter bliss.
Gasping as Taek abused his prostate, he clinched against, his own cock pulsing as he released over Taek's hand. Taek only smirked, pumping him a few more times to get everything out of him, bringing his fingers to his lips to lick Taemin's cream filling with delight.
Slowing his hips down, Taek straightened his back with a few more sudden thrusts. They were irregular and make Taemin squirm against the floor as he tightened his butt around his Hyung, letting him finish inside of him. The warmth spreading around inside him, his body collapsed against the floor, Taek soon following.
The sweat from their skin glued them together, Taek still twitching with life inside the other, his face pressed to his chest as he kissed and nibbled at his skin gently.
"Shit Hyung… I'm sorry." Taemin whispered, his head falling back with a soft thud as he chased after his normal heart rate, slowly coming down into the after sex euphoria that he loved so much.
"For what?"Taek groaned, sucking in heavily, his back rising and falling with each hard breath.
"I scratched you, and you're bleeding a little," Taemin whispered.
"Doesn't matter. It felt amazing."
"Are you sure? I didn't mean-"
"Forget it Taemin-ah. I deserve much worse after today."
"No!" Taemin yelled and smacked Taek's back hard.
The sound echoed a bit, Teak hissing in pain suddenly, but not moving from his spot. "What was that for?"
"It didn't happen," Taemin clarified, "Today is our anniversary and we made love, nothing more or less, do you hear me?"
Taek snorted, his shaking arm pushing his body up a bit so that he was looking down at him. He carefully pulled out of him, straining to snag a blanket from the end of the bed and pull it onto the floor before falling onto his side next to him.
"What?" Taemin pouted, staring at him confused.
"Nothing…" he whispered back quickly.
Teak sighed gently, sliding the blanket up and over their bodies, moving in close so that he could adjust them. Slipping his arm under Taemin's head, he kissed his forehead softly, and then his nose and his lips, tucking the blankets in around the smaller boy protectively.
Taemin smiled his face still red as he curled against him gently, his face pressed to Teak's chest and breathing in the smell of his skin, the way it twinkled in the darkness under the covers from their love making. He kissed his collar bone quickly, "I love you, Hyung…"
"Shut up and go to sleep," Taek snapped quickly with a sleepy laugh, holding his Taemin close, their bodies molded against one another's as they fell asleep and, through breath, making love even in their dreams.
