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Greed.
Greed and envy are what makes the world go round. Without them, we wouldn't be where we are. Kim Mingyu agreed with this. What's mine is mine, and what's yours is yours, no? As long as you followed those rules, everything will be easier. His friends could also agree.
Mingyu's closest friends were Seungcheol, Hoshi, and Jeonghan -his boyfriend. They've known each other for over a decade. It was arguable that they knew each other better than the back of their own hands. Cheol had been there when they first started dating; the reciprocation when he announced that him and Hoshi were going out. The group loved each other.
But perhaps Jeonghan and Cheol were showing a little too much love for Mingyu's liking right now.
Flushed and drunk, Jeonghan was practically draped over the older, laughing at some joke Mingyu could not be bothered to care about. Similarly, Cheol had one arm holding the younger's back, with the other gripping the half empty beer bottle. Cheol was not a lightweight, this was his third bottle so the effects only started to hit. Mingyu's boyfriend, however, couldn't make it past one bottle to surpass tipsiness. The thought of his lightweight companion, Hoshi, being here with them, brought out a small scowl from Mingyu. Perhaps if Hoshi was here, his boyfriend would be too busy tending to him, rather than the clumsy mess that Jeonghan was becoming.
While laughing in Cheol's arms, Jeonghan's elbow had hit the older's beer bottle, causing some to spill on his thin white shirt. The stain spread just above his nipple and a small portion onto his abs, making them visible.
Uttering rushed apologies, Jeonghan reached for some tissue that Mingyu handed out then began to wipe at the mess. Well he at least tried too, his gay mind too focused on the piercing nipple poking through the shirt. Licking his lips and trying to hide his blush, Jeonghan patted the area before Cheol stopped his movements.
"It's alright Hannie," he giggled, "I'll wipe it off myself." Cheol reassured as he gently moved Jeonghan's hands away. He ran his hands through his dark hair before fanning the shirt with his hand.
It's alright Hannie, I'll wipe it off myself. Mingyu imitated to himself. He held back an eyeroll due to the lack of attention Jeonghan was giving him.
"You know, Cheol," the devil in question spoke, "you're kinda getting buffer." He made his point by placing his hand on Cheol's shoulder then running it over his bicep before giving it a light squeeze.
Jeonghan was pretentious. Whether naturally or consciously, he always managed to enact the most teasing things in a given situation. Mingyu knew about this -everyone did. It's one thing he loved about the man after all, it made him sexy. But right now, Mingyu wasn't so sure about his stance on Jeonghan's habit.
"Have you been going to the gym more, hyung?" Jeonghan continued holding the area while batting his eyelashes. Pink shades began to cover Cheol's ears and neck. "It's certainly paying o-"
Snap.
The two instantly turned to the source of the sound. In his hand were two broken pieces of a former bamboo chopstick. Grabbing Jeonghan's hand like a mother after finding her lost child in the mall, Mingyu dashed to the door.
"Thanks for the night, Cheolie. Tell Hoshi we said hi. See you on Monday," Mingyu briefed while putting on his shoes.
"What- Hey-" Jeonghan slurred while throwing his pair on.
Mingyu shut the door behind him, leaving a giggling Cheol in his apartment. Cheol knew the man like the back of his hands, remember? And it was obvious he was getting very jealous at the little fiasco between him and Jeonghan. All he could do was wave back, knowing the two boyfriends' night was far from over.
Mingyu tapped the tiles while his jaw clenched. He was getting very impatient. He did not utter a word but strengthened his grip on Jeonghan.
"What a-" Jeonghan was interrupted by the ding of the elevator.
Mingyu shoved the shorter man in as if he were bag of rice. He pressed the 'G' button then pinned Jeonghan to the wall with his grip now focused on both arms.
"Mingyu, what the fuck?"
"No. What the fuck, Jeonghan?" Mingyu growled. "The fuck were you doing with Seungcheol?"
"What do you- Why, what was I doing?" Jeonghan retorted, voice laced with irritation.
"Being a slut as usual. Don't play dumb with me," Mingyu barked, holding back an eyeroll. Their lips were now a breath apart.
Like a switch, the shorter's eyes lit up. "Oh?" his eyebrow raised, "Is little Mingyu jealous I was playing more with my friend today, hmm?" If there's one thing Jeonghan loved, it was adding flame to the fire. But Mingyu always loved the burning sensation.
Abruptly, the taller's hand made its way to the shorter's neck. His grip tightened, hearing whimpers from the other man.
"Fucking cocky today aren't we, Hannie?" His voice deepened. "Hmm, it seems like you have forgotten your putrid place."
Just then the elevator dinged, sliding the doors open. Barely giving him time to regain his breath, Mingyu fastened his grip on one of Jeonghan's wrists and the two dashed to the car.
The car ride was silent. Tension in the air think. Both eager to get home.
Hoisting his legs up to his waist and grabbing his butt, Mingyu once again pinned Jeonghan. This time, to the wall in their apartment. Barely five feet into their home and they were already all over each other. Jeonghan especially. He draped one arm around Mingyu's neck and brought the other down, tracing his chest and abs over his black shirt. The two had their tongues fighting for dominance, with Mingyu in the lead. He broke the contact, staring into the eyes of his lust-filled lover.
Swiftly, he unbuttoned the shorter's jeans. He softly gripped the member with his whole hand, the tip poking out. He gave it a few strokes, Jeonghan whimpering into Mingyu's neck.
"Spit," Mingyu commanded, holding out his hand in front of his boyfriend's mouth. Jeonghan obliged, drooling enough to cover the palm of the taller man.
Entranced, Mingyu connected their lips once again, giving a more deep and passionate kiss. In the meantime, he grabbed Jeonghan's pulsing member with the saliva-filled hand and began stroking fast. When he was sure Jeonghan was erect with precum dripping, he let go and drifted away.
"Sort it out yourself."
The shorter whined at the loss of touch. But he fiddled with his hair, assuming Mingyu was joking and just going to take off an item of his own clothing. When he realised that the taller was walking away, he pouted and grunted, following in his footsteps.
Mingyu was found in the bathroom, washing his hands. Crossing his arms, Jeonghan finally intervened by turning off the tap. He whined once more.
Giving the man a once over, Mingyu truly thought he looked pathetic begging while he was naked. "I said sort it out yourself you pathetic fucking whore."
"But it's better when you help me, daddy." Resting his head on the taller's shoulder, Jeonghan batted his long eyelashes as he made eye contact in the mirror. From the back, he snaked his arm around Mingyu's waist and groped his clothed member.
Agitated, Mingyu grabbed Jeonghan by the neck and pushed them both to the ground with a thud.
"I thought you'd rather have your muscular Seungcheol-hyung help you out," he growled and chuckled, tightening his grip on the shorter's neck.
"N-no I'd rather have you," croaked the man under Mingyu.
"Oh really?" It was now Mingyu's turn to raise an eyebrow. "Because if I can recall very well, you were draped over him all night, not me." He released his hand.
Grasping for air but still eager to please, Jeonghan pleaded, "But I want you, Kim Mingyu. I want you to fill me to the brim with your big cock. I want you to make me shiver and scream and forget my name, only moaning yours. P-please sir, please fuck me. You're the only one who can do it right."
Licking his lips, Mingyu proudly smiled, a hint of blush creeping up on his face. Leaning in, he grabbed the shorter's hair, pulling it. He devoured him in a lengthy kiss, both moaning in ecstasy. He picked up his boyfriend bridal style and carried him into their bedroom, gently placing him on their bed.
Mingyu's eyes went dark as he ogled the naked man before him.
"Stroke yourself."
Jeonghan wanted to whine but he obliged. As much as he loved annoying Mingyu, satisfying him was equal on par. Shivering, he stroked himself several times until he moaned. Mingyu, now sat in their desk chair, watched.
"Faster."
"Y-yes sir."
The earlier help from Mingyu meant that Jeonghan was already close. He came onto himself, a little dripping on the sheets around him. He cursed softly. The taller went to work while Jeonghan tried to gather himself.
Mimgyu poured a generous amount of strawberry lube -Jeonghan's favorite- onto his long fingers. His eyes went even darker as he approached the man.
"Jeonghan-hyung," straddling his laps, Mingyu buzzed, "who do you belong to?" The lube-filled finger now circled the shorter's rim. Jeonghan let out another soft curse.
"Y-you sir."
The taller arched an eyebrow. "Who's 'you'?"
"You- ah fuck. Mingyu," a finger was inserted. "I belong to Mingyu."
"Hm." Mingyu arched his eyebrow then inserted another finger and began thrusting. "Me and... anyone else?"
Jeonghan managed through the moans, "N-no...No one e-else. Only you, Mingyu."
Maybe it was the moans, maybe it was the beautiful sight of Jeonghan squirming beneath him, maybe it was because he was horny himself, but Mingyu was delighted. He knew himself that he was quite easy to please, so he wasted no time and unzipped his pants.
Jeonghan moaned at the sight of Mingyu's large cock. It was much larger than his own, but Mingyu expressed how he loved his regardless.
Placing his fingers in his mouth, Jeonghan used his other hand to play with his nipple. Mingyu shook his head in disapproval.
"Now, now Jeonghan. That's very bad behaviour. I didn't tell you to please yourself more, did I?"
Jeonghan froze.
Mingyu chuckled, calmly saying, "Those hands of yours have been quite a problem today haven't they?" He got off the bed and went to the drawers, pulling out a loop of rope. "Looks like I need to fix that."
With a few swift movements, the rope was secured around Jeonghan's wrists and the bed's headboard. Mingyu pervertedly ogled at the sight, licking his lips. Noticing, Jeonghan winked back.
Cocky son of a bitch. Mingyu thought.
Since the lube was already there, Mingyu eagerly thrusted himself into Jeonghan. The taller's cock filled him whole, making him moan in pleasure.
"So full," he expressed. Although it came out with moans, Mingyu understood him perfectly and smiled.
"That's right, baby. No one else can fill you up this well, do you hear me? Only me." Jeonghan shook his head in agreement, eyes rolling back.
Just then his prostate was hit, making him scream out Mingyu's name. This drove Mingyu wild, as he continued hitting the same spot, faster and harder with each thrust.
"Mingyu- I-" Jeonghan squirmed.
"I know baby," Mingyu gripped the shorter's hips harder.
Mingyu was the first to release, filling up Jeonghan's hole with his cum. Jeonghan followed right after, emptying mostly onto Mingyu's shirt.
"Sorry," he mumbled, embarrassed.
"It's alright, Hannie. Fuck, you look beautiful," Mingyu expressed, running a hand through his hair. He released Jeonghan's arms from their penalization, soothing them with his hands.
Jeonghan grabbed the collar of the now messy shirt and pulled Mingyu down to kiss him. The shorter pulled off the shirt, running his hands across his abs. Cheekily, he pinched and pulled one of Mingyu's nipples, receiving a slap on the arm.
"You're sexy," Jeonghan simply stated like it was the easiest thing in the world, like it didn't have Mingyu's brain lagging for a bit. In response, the taller just blushed and smiled to himself. Jeonghan reciprocated the smile.
"Really Mingyu, I like your abs better than Cheol's. I mean, he has a very nice body and all," Mingyu eyerolled. "But I like yours. I like you. You're perfect. I love you, Mingyu." Jeonghan said with one of the most sincere smiles the taller had ever witnessed.
Mingyu wanted to cry. "I love you too, Jeonghan. You mean the world to me. Let's be like this forever, yeah?" Jeonghan hummed in agreement.
The man below him patted his hair and made him lie down next to him. They both ran a hand through each other's hair -fixing the mess- and kissed. Jeonghan settled on Mingyu's chest and intertwined their fingers, meanwhile the taller placed a kiss on his head. The couple drifted off to a peaceful sleep.