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O Romeo, Romeo! Where art thou Romeo!
The sun was setting slowly in the sky as Changbin stared at the pebble in his hand, throwing it up and down as he contemplated whether or not to throw it at Hyunjin’s window. Wooyoung had been heckling him from the window of his car, “Don’t be such a pussy. His parents already don’t like you.”
“Exactly,” Changbin retorted.
Kim Hongjoong and Park Seonghwa were hosting their annual end-of-semester summer party. The couple lived in a campus-owned house along with two of their juniors, Kang Yeosang and Choi Jongho. Changbin was invited because he was in the same classes as Hongjoong and he was Wooyoung’s friend. Changbin had wanted to invite his boyfriend, Hyunjin, but his parents had locked him up in their house. Changbin had texted Hyunjin about it, but the only response he got was “locked up.”
“Changbin-a,” whined Wooyoung, “Just throw the damn rock already. We’re gonna be late. Just lose the bet, go home, and call Hyunjin-ssi to get your dick wet.”
“Shut up,” huffed Changbin, “This is not about the damn bet. Jisung-a and Minho-hyung can go fuck themselves. One: Hyunjin-a is my boyfriend. Two: I’m not going to have phone sex. Three: I’m not buying them drinks for a week.”
Wooyoung rolled his eyes as he turned to his boyfriend, San, to complain. Changbin tossed the rock up in the air for a bit, psyching himself up until he closed his eyes and chucked it at the window.
Ping.
Changbin opened an eye and looked up. No Hyunjin.
Ping. Ping.
Changbin looked around for another rock. It was fairly larger than the pebbles but it would do. He threw it and-
Crash.
“Oh shit.”
Hyunjin finally came to the window. His eyes were wide with fear as he opened it only to put a hand over his mouth as he stifled his laughter. Changbin blushed and took out his phone to call the other. Hyunjin smiled as he took out his phone.
“Wow. u actually came.”
“I told you I would.”
“Ah yes. My knight in shining armor. My Romeo.”
“Right. Are you coming?”
“Parents. Remember?”
“Are they even home? Climb down the trellis.”
“They went out and you already broke my window. I don’t think they’d be happy knowing their son snuck out with the boy who screwed him loudly in their house. They’ll be back soon”
“Just come out. I know you want to. Don’t think I can’t see your crop top.”
Hyunjin pretended to pull down his shirt as he said, “O, Romeo. How romantic.”
Changbin hung up as he motioned for Hyunjin to come out. Hyunjin held up a finger. However as Hyunjin ran back to get changed, Changbin heard the sound of a car pulling up into the driveway. Changbin ducked out of view as Hyunjin’s mother stepped out of the car.
Changbin tentatively looked over the fence and at Hyunjin’s window. The blonde had seen his parents and was now waiting for them to enter the house. Hyunjin carefully stepped out, hoping his parents wouldn’t hear him as he descended the trellis. But his mother had marched her way upstairs as Hyunjin just jumped out onto the trellis, given the way Hyunjin had loudly mumbled, “Sleeping. Eomma, I’m tired.”
Hyunjin wore a red plaid skirt, a white crop top, a black leather jacket, black thigh highs, and black ankle boots. His long blonde hair bounced with each step. Changbin watched him carefully from behind the fence, trying to see under the skirt, but Hyunjin jumped down to the ground. He ran over and jumped the fence. On the other side, he landed in the arms of Changbin, kissing him.
Changbin could have stayed there forever with his lips on Hyunjin’s and his hands on his ass. But Wooyoung honked the horn.
Beep!
“Hey lovebirds. You can fuck at Hongjoong-hyung’s house. Get in the car.”
“Wooyoungie, stop being so mean,” chided San. Changbin opened the door, motioning Hyunjin, only to stick up his middle finger at Wooyoung, who returned the gesture
The drive was pleasant with Hyunjin happily chatting with Changbin, Wooyoung, and San on the way there. Changbin put his arm around Hyunjin’s waist, giving it a tiny squeeze every so often, trying to stick a finger down Hyunjin’s skirt. But Hyunjin slapped his hands each time. “Binnie’s, such a pervert.”
When they got to the party, Hyunjin seemed more excited than Changbin did to enter, as he dragged the smaller man out of the car.
“Ya. Changbin-ah’s gone cock dumb for Jinnie-ssi. Hahaha,” teased Wooyoung as he locked up the car. Changbin only pushed Hyunjin up the stairs and towards the doorway, he tried to run away. Wooyoung’s laughter only grew louder as Changbin even heard San join in. Wooyoung pushed Hyunjin out of the way and knocked on the door.
Seonghwa had opened the door, a bottle of vodka in his hand as he greeted his guests. “Hey, come inside. I’m just putting this away.” He moved aside, letting in the others. Seonghwa was wearing a long-sleeved gray shirt and a pair of skinny jeans. The group took off their shoes as they entered the house.
Changbin looked around as he held onto Hyunjin, noticing that Jongho had Yeosang in his lap as he talked to Felix. Yunho was talking with Seungmin.
“Drinks are in the kitchen. Minho-ya and Jisung-ssi are here too. They’re with Joongie and Chan-ssi in the kitchen.”
Changbin smiled as he pushed Hyunjin into the kitchen with him. Hyunjin was more than happy to see his friends as he called out, “Jisungie! Minho-hyung!”
Minho smiled but his eyes blazed with fire. Jisung patted him on the back.
“When do you want that drink, Changbin-ah?!” asked Minho.
Hyunjin looked confused but he looked towards Chanbin for answers.
“They said I couldn’t sneak you out. I told them I could. Now, we get free drinks.”
Hyunjin smiled as he kissed Changbin before saying, “Jisung-ah, pour me a whiskey!”
Changbin followed Hyunjin as they drank. One shot after another and soon Changbin had been grinding against Hyunjin on the living room floor. And while they were enjoying it, Wooyoung and Seungmin had told the two to get a room. But before that could happen, Minho had challenged the dance team to a dance challenge.
Changbin watched his boyfriend have the time of his life dancing with Felix, Wooyoung, San, Minho, Yunho, and Seonghwa. “Growl” came on and Hyunjin was elated to do it. Changbin watched as Hyunjin jumped and shook to the song, raising his legs as he started to get into the rhythm.
Changbin clapped as the killing part came. Hyunjin waved his arm back and forth as he danced. In the meantime, Changbin had finally gotten a glimpse underneath Hyunjin’s skirt as the dancer jumped. How had he not seen it up till now?
Changbin’s jaw hit the floor upon seeing Hyunjin’s panties. Thin black lace ran up and through the crack of Hyunjin’s ass. Jisung and Chan came over, with Jisung slapping a hand slapping his shoulder. “Ya. Channie-hyung. I think Changbin-hyung’s soul left his body.”
Changbin glared at the younger only turn as he heard Chan snickered on the other side. Changbin retorted, “Oh yeah. I’ll show you whose soul left his body.”
Chan stepped in, separating his friends as he dragged them out of the living room and to the kitchen.
“Changbinnie-ah,” said Chan as he poured out another bottle of soju into some more shot glasses, “Jisungie-ah. Let’s not fight. It’s a party. Drink.”
He handed each of them a glass and lifted it to the air. Changbin lifted his as well as Jisung and all three of them toasted and downed the liquid.
“See? Feel better?” Asked Chan.
Changbin paused as he smirked.
“Oh, look at that. He’s definitely planning something,” jeered Jisung. He put his arms on the table as he curiously peered up at his friend. “Come on. Spill.”
Changbin rolled his eyes. “Mind your own ass, Jisung-ah.”
“What are you talking about?” Asked Hyunjin as he strolled into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around Changbin.
“Binnie. Come dance with me,” he whined. Changbin obliged, waving goodbye to his friends as he was once more pulled out onto the dancefloor. But then he was pushed into a chair.
“What is-”
“Hush.” Hyunjin pressed a finger to his lips as the music started. Taemin’s “Danger” started to play as Hyunjin stepped out in front of him and struck out a leg, pumping it to the beat. He moved with each word, sliding around effortlessly. But then the pre-chorus began and Hyunjin was sat on Changbin’s lap, bouncing to the beat as he sucked a hickey into Changbin’s neck. However, as soon as Changbin put his hands on Hyunjin’s hips, Hyunjin slapped them away. Changbin felt himself hardening as Hyunjin started to move to the chorus. When he’s back in my lap, I’m standing up.
He waited until the pre-chorus again as Hyunjin danced to the song. Surprisingly, Hyunjin controlled his limbs just fine. Perhaps it was muscle memory. But when the blonde’s ass landed in Changbin’s ass, the music major was up on his feet and taking the two of them upstairs.
Hyunjin squealed happily as Changbin attacked him with kisses and love bites. Changbin hoisted him by the thighs and pressed him into the wall as he snaked a hand under Hyunjin’s skirt. He tugged at the panties, ghosting a finger across Hyunjin’s hole.
“Ah. Ah! Binnie. Bed.”
As Changbin removed Huynjin’s jacket, he growled, “What if I just take you right here? Dry? Or maybe your pussy is so wet and loose for me already, seeing how often we fuck? I’m right, aren’t I? Your pussy’s loose and aching for me.”
Changbin threw Hyunjin down on the guest bed. Having been here before, Changbin knew there was a bottle of lube in the nightstand next to the bed. He uncapped it as he pressed his lips to Hyunjin’s, greedily eating him up. He shoved his tongue into the other’s mouth as he pushed aside Hyunjin’s panties.
“Excited? How’s my surprise?” smirked Hyunjin. Changbin poured lube onto his fingers as he stuck one inside.
“How’s that for an answer,” Changbin growled. He thrust one, then two, then three fingers into Hyunjin. Hyunjin nearly screamed if it weren’t for Changbin kissing him. Of course, Changbin also nipped and sucked at his neck, leaving marks so that Hyunjin’s parents would clearly see who their precious baby boy belonged to.
“Binnie! Please…”
“Please what? You fucking tease. Wearing,” Changbin pulled off Hyunjin’s panties and held them to his face, “These all night? In front of me? In front of everyone. Well, well, well. Hwang Hyunjin. Precious baby boy. What would your parents think if they knew you were wearing these?” Changbin threw the panties over his shoulder and flipped Hyunjin onto his knees. He slapped Hyunjin’s ass and kissed it. “Or what would your parents think if they knew you wearing this skirt?” Changbin stripped off his shirt and lowered his pants as he lined himself up. “Or if they knew you were getting fucked by me.”
“Binnie!”
Slap. “Wrong answer.” Changbin grabbed Hyunjin by the hair and yanked him back. “What’s my name baby? Who’s gonna wreck your pretty little ass baby boy? Who do you belong to?”
“Daddy.”
Changbin thrust in. “Good boy.” Changbin grabbed onto Hyunjin’s hips as he started a slow rhythm before speeding up. Hyunjin’s arms gave out and his front rubbed against the bed. His thigh highs were falling down and all he could do was moan. It was a symphony to Changbin, though–the mess of broken moans and slapping of skin as he mercilessly fucked his boyfriend.
“Daddy. Daddy. Daddy” chanted Hyunjin. Changbin fucked him harder and faster, even wrapping a hand around Hyunjin’s neglected cock as he placed love bites into Hyunjin’s skin.
“Baby boy. You’re so beautiful. Do you want Daddy to cum inside you? Does your pussy want that?”
“Yes, Daddy! Cum inside me. Fill me.”
Changbin chuckled as he moved his hand faster, chasing his orgasm. Hyunjin screamed into the pillows below as Changbin plowed into him. It was only a few more thrusts before Hyunjin came with Changbin following him right after.
They stayed like that for a while, with Changbin on his knees gripping Hyunjin’s skirt. Then the clouds started to disperse and Changbin fell to the side, pulling Hyunjin onto his chest as he stripped them both of the rest of their clothes. Hyunjin moaned as he was moved. Changbin retrieved their phones from their clothes and crawled back into bed.
Changbin wrapped an arm around Hyunjin as he checked their phones. Hyunjin’s was off and when Changbin turned it on, there was a very long series of calls and texts from his parents. The last one he read was, “Be happy” from Hyunjin’s mother.
Changbin smiled as he cuddled with Hyunjin, turning off his phone and putting it on the nightstand.
“‘Deny thy father and refuse thy name,/Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,/And I’ll no longer be a Capulet.’”