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“I said no.”
“C’mon!”
“It’s hot and I’m tired. We only have two weeks free and I want to spend them relaxing and eating junk, not worrying when I will have your dick shoved up my ass out of nowhere.”
“But it’ll be fun! It’s not our first time either. Last year you agreed.”
Mark blushed and pushed Donghyuck’s face off his neck.
“It was winter, Donghyuck. And my parents left us alone in their rented cottage.”
His boyfriend’s eyebrow lifted in amusement. “And what? Does a cottage and a below zero temperature make you horny, honeycomb?”
Even when Mark was pink in the tip of his ears, he gathered enough composure to shove his boyfriend in the chest once again.
“No! Of course not! But we were alone, bored and freezing. There was nothing else to do beyond play and fuck around. We didn’t even have wifi.”
Donghyuck grinned cheshire-cat like. “Oh, is that it? Then, we are bored now. We are alone and we have nothing else to do for two weeks. I can even pull the internet cable off for you.”
Mark bit his lips because, ‘fuck’, there was no way to change Donghyuck’s mind.
“You will keep bothering me with this until I say yes, won’t you?”
Donghyuck batted his eyelashes as the only response. Mark sighed and pulled himself up in the coach, his back against the arm rest for support because only the Lord could tell how much he would need it.
“Fine. I’ll indulge your…desires. But there will be rules and once we are back at work the deal is over and no free use allowed. Okay?”
Donghyuck scoffed before rolling his eyes, but still crawled over Mark’s lap until his face was a thread apart from Mark’s.
“Okay.”
Swallowing in an attempt to keep his mouth from drying, Mark focused on the words on his head and not on the pink glow in Donghyuck’s lips.
“I want free hours. Times of the day where we can focus on the things we have to get done. Taeyong’s wedding is in a week and I need to prepare my speech. And you have this driving exam next month.”
Donghyuck groaned but nodded before kissing the tip of Mark’s nose. “You are always so thoughtful, apple pie.”
“It’s your third time taking it, hyuck.”
“I know, I know.” Donghyuck rubs his fringe over Mark's forehead and sighed. “What about from three to five? Afternoon. You can also give me lessons.”
“Your dad would let us use his car for that?”
“No, but there are a lot of cars in his workshop. One of those should be okay.”
Mark nodded. “Would you help me with my speech too? You just need to listen and tell me your honest opinion.”
With a smile Donghyuck leaned in and kissed the edge of Mark’s mouth. “Of course, I would. Everything for my sweet boy.”
It’s the way Donghyuck pronounced the word sweet, dragging the s and letting his tongue catch on his teeth on the t; Mark couldn’t resist the soft sound his throat made. Thankfully it was silent, but the roll in the o in boy had Mark digging his nails on the fabric under him. Donghyuck’s breath fanned his lips and Mark should be embarrassed of how that was all it took to have him breathless, opening his mouth with need.
“Is there anything else you would like to add into this arrangement?”
Donghyuck was sneaky, he knew what he was doing to Mark’s brain. There was no way in hell he could concentrate with how close Donghyuck was, with the intensity of his fuck-me eyes.
And, oh, if Mark wasn’t dying for it.
“Yeah, okay. Or wait. Ugh. Maybe? ‘m not sure. Ugh. We can talk about this more deeply later, right?”
“Yeah, sure.”
Donghyuck sealed their deal with a kiss on Mark’s mouth. Just a chaste one. Soft and sweet. Then another, and another…until Mark was liquid marrow under him. But Donghyuck was a menace and he loved Mark whining and frowning, and when it was at the same time then the better. Therefore he teased the hell out of him.
“Oh, sweetheart, why are you so sweet?” Donghyuck giggled against his lips when Mark, growing tired of not getting a proper kiss, tightened the grip on Donghyuck’s hair and forced him to stay put while he pulled Donghyuck’s lower lip within his teeth.
Mark whined one more time and opened his eyes. There were small sparks dancing around the corners, coming into being from the window beside them and tears. Sunlight in tearful eyes, Donghyuck found himself rubbing softly on the skin under Mark’s eye, wiping just one. The glossiness on his thumb pad tempting him to suck it. To taste Mark’s frustration on his tongue.
Mark was so pretty. ‘Oh, god’. Donghyuck’s insides twisted in a vicious desire, an infuriating need to take Mark as he is. An unscathed and entire whole.
Sometimes Donghyuck was scared of the way he loved Mark. So intense and so raw, it was almost painful. It scratched on his chest, against the flesh dressing his ribs and rumbled to be freed, to spill all over Mark and soak him in his feelings. ‘Does he know how much I love him? How insane he makes me feel?’
The answer always comes short after it appears.
“Please, please.” Mark begged with spit catching on his palate and tongue, pink as it twitched restless at the floor of his mouth. “…baby...”
The hand on his hair tugged harder and Donghyuck soon found himself with his head cladded in between Mark’s arms. Foreheads touching, noises bumping and Mark tears now running on his cheeks. “…pretty please?”
Donghyuck didn’t need to move to fit over Mark’s body, Mark dragged himself against the couch until his legs could tangled over one of Donghyuck and the other curled safely around his waist.
Donghyuck shushed and soothed him with a soft whisper and circular thumb rubs on his upper thigh, the skin warm from where it was covered by the shorts that hiked a bit from all the movement.
“Oh, what I’m gonna do with you. I haven’t even touched you and yet you are begging for…for what? What do you need, my sweet, sweet dream?”
“You, I want you.” Mark didn’t even miss a beat to answer, true to his feelings, not scared to show how much he desired Donghyuck.
And oh, if he didn't love that for them.
An open and honest Mark was a thousand times better than any wet dream.
“Me? But I’m right here, little pumpkin.”
Donghyuck had a bad habit, he loved to push Mark to his limits; jump head first with no safety rope for Mark's seams to rip and fall together.
Mark glared at him but indulged in the game. Because as much as Donghyuck enjoyed it, Mark did it too. “Kiss, I want a kiss. From you.”
Donghyuck licked his lips, plump and shiny from spit. Mark's eyes fixed on them like there was nothing else he desired more and, truthfully, there wasn't.
“Oh, is that it? Why me, though?”
Almost there, the tip of Donghyuck’s tongue twitched in anticipation, sending tingles to every nerve on his limbs. Heartbeats on his ears and all blood in his system rushed south, with a bit on his face tinting his cheeks. Mark found him precious.
Mark didn’t need to think about it much. “Because I want you.” As easy as it is.
“Why?”
In that moment, Donghyuck felt the heat of Mark stare on him, the hole he was scraping within his soul. He could read what was going on in Mark’s mind, the absurdity of ‘why would Mark want a kiss from Donghyuck? Why was he asking such a silly question?’
There was only one answer and it was as obvious as the sky was blue.
“Because I love you, you insufferable menace.”
Mark looked at Donghyuck as if he was the most stupid creature alive. Donghyuck looked at Mark as he was the luckiest guy in the world.
Yes, the answer always comes fast.