8 Works by losersion
Listing Works
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He palms himself through his sweatpants. He’s never gone this far before—usually he comes into Sion’s bedroom and just looks around, enjoys all the little reminders of himself around the room. He’s never been shameless enough to touch himself in Sion’s bed. And he can’t go too far now, because he doesn’t even know how long he has the room for himself.
He reluctantly removes his hand. He’s hard. He’s hard in Sion’s bed, but it’s not even fun because Sion isn’t fucking there to help him.
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Sion's bedroom is practically a shrine for Riku at this point. Riku gets caught enjoying it a bit too much.
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Now, it’s not like he’s purposely rejecting Sion because he isn’t interested. Everyone is interested in Oh Sion. And Riku won’t lie, he is intrigued. Being pursued by Sion is a very intriguing thing. But this guy is so cocky, so vain, so used to getting everything he wants without putting in any effort. Riku deserves effort, he knows that much. And he’s not going to offer any part of himself to someone who cannot give him that.
…That doesn’t mean Sion can’t learn effort.
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Sion thinks he can get anything he wants at the snap of his fingers. He wants Riku, but Riku isn't willing to give him a chance until he deems Sion worthy of it.
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Sion doesn’t fully know why, but he listens to Riku so easily. He shakily finds the waistband of his briefs and pulls them down, freeing his cock. Undressing himself feels more like he’s peeling off his skin. Stripping himself of more than just his clothes—some kind of barrier, a safety net.
It’s weird, but he wants Riku to look.
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There’s no such thing as privacy when you’re sharing a hotel room with one of your members. Riku doesn’t seem to mind.
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Riku has always just been Sion’s friend, his groupmate, his dongsaeng. But right now he has a drop of Sion’s cum on his lips. His eyes are wet with unshed tears and his cheeks are tinted with nervousness. He watches Sion swallow. He watches Sion shift away from him and adjust his shorts. Holy shit.
“Hyung… Did you get hard from just looking at me?”
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Sion is stressed. Riku takes that as an opportunity to help.
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Sion is staring down at him, eyes half-lidded but pupils blown wide underneath. Sion has seen Riku like this more times than he can count, they’ve been in this very position so much that it’s second nature at this point, but Sion is still nervous every time. It’s the anticipation—knowing that Riku is two seconds away from upending Sion as he always does—that makes Sion’s hands shake, in the same way his heart wobbles in his chest. Sion knows sex with Riku better than he knows the back of his own hand. Still, he comes out of his body each time, as if Riku is peeling off his skin and pulling at whatever he can until his soul floats out of him.
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or: sex with maeda riku from the pov of his very much in love and kind of possessive boyfriend oh sion
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“Lick your face like a cat would.” Riku confirms, tilting his head. “Not even in like a sexy way, not at all. It would be so gross, hyung! You’d get all sticky. But still, yes, sometimes I see you and I just want to lick you.”
“...Like a cat would.” Sion repeats. His brows are furrowed, but there’s a hint of a smirk on his lips.
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Having a hot boyfriend is really difficult, Riku realizes.
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Sion? In love with Riku? Please. I mean, sure, Sion blushes like an idiot whenever Riku refers to himself as Sion’s wife or princess, and he loves the way Riku gets so shy that he can’t even look Sion in the eyes, and he’s so so cute and so talented and hardworking and Sion admires how determined he is, and sometimes when he’s tired or sulky and he starts pouting, he looks so cute that Sion wants to kiss him silly until his pout disappears, just a little bit, but all of that is just—
Wait.
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Or, Sion might be the dumbest person alive but he still bags Riku so it’s fine
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The kiss is sweet. It doesn’t taste like strawberries or candy, it just tastes like Riku, which just so happens to be Sion’s favorite flavor. There’s a little bit of pressure in the way Riku’s lips wedge against his, but there’s no hunger, no fire, no tongues licking at anything they can, taking whatever they’re offered. There’s still Riku’s breath shuttering slightly against Sion’s nose, because it never got any harder for Sion to take his breath away, even after all these years.
Alternatively: Sion and Riku being annoying and clingy on a date in Mokpo.