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Seonghwa loved surprising Hongjoong, whether it be with cooking for him or taking him on vacations. But Seonghwa’s favourite way to surprise Hongjoong was by wearing the prettiest lingerie he could find.
Usually, he wore pastels liking the way they make his tan skin appear more caramel like. Sometimes, he wore dark reds and blacks if he was feeling a little brattier.
This afternoon was not one of those afternoons. Today Seonghwa wanted to surprise Hongjoong with a pair of soft pink lace panties. He matched them with a pair of black boot cut jeans and tight plain white t-shirt.
The lace hem of the panties peeked out the top of his jeans, currently covered by the t-shirt so it was only visible if he bent down or moved too much.
Seonghwa had planned to do a lot of that.
That wasn’t all however. If he was going to wear the cutest pink panties, it was only right for his makeup to match. So he applied a light pink glitter on the corner of his eyes, light pink eyeshadow on the end of his eye dragging it slightly down to his bottom lash line and some blush high up on his cheeks.
“Fuck I look gorgeous,” he gasped out, taken aback by his own art.
He stood up from his vanity and took a good look in the mirror, stretching to make sure you could definitely get a good view of his panties.
Hongjoong would be home soon so everything needed to be perfect.
He made sure they were stocked on lube and ribbon, Hongjoong's personal favourite thing to use instead of handcuffs.
Once he was satisfied, he made his way downstairs heading straight for the kitchen. Just as he stepped into it, the door unlocked, revealing a very put together Hongjoong.
“Hey baby I missed you,” Hongjoong cooed out. Without loosening his tie or kicking off his shoes, he walked straight to seonghwa and gave him a brief kiss on the cheek.
“I missed you too but can you please take your shoes off,” Seonghwa wrapped his arms around Hongjong's neck, lips formed into a pout. Hongjoong placed a chaste kiss on his pout in hopes to make it disappear. It did not.
“I’m sorry hwa but we have to go to dinner.” Hongjoong knew he messed up by the way Seonghwa's arm fell from around his neck.
“You didn’t tell me about this,” Seonghwa's pout turned into a deep frown.
“I only just found out today. It was a last minute invite and it’s actually quite important that we go so that I can make connections,” Hongjoong’s arms circled around his husband's waist, bringing him closer.
“Fine, let me just go get changed,” Seonghwa sighed as he attempted to peel Hongjoong's arm away, however, he found himself unsuccessful. “Joong let me go,” instead of letting him go, Hongjoong studied his face closely.
“Are you wearing makeup?” a smirk slowly formed on Hongjoong's face, “you're so perfect for me Seonghwa I wish we could just stay here and I could take care of my pretty boy the way he deserves.”
“Then let’s stay!” Seonghwa whined with a small stomp of his foot.
“ I wish baby, but we have to go. Go get changed pretty boy,” finally Hongjoong released Seonghwa's waist, giving his ass a smack while he walked away.
Back in their bedroom, Seonghwa stood in front of the closet deciding what suit he wanted to wear. “Now my surprise is all ruined,” he muttered to himself.
Just then, an idea formed. Seonghwa did not take off his panties and instead kept them on underneath his grey suit. Okay so maybe it was a bit slutty but what else could he do?
Once he was changed, he ran back downstairs to meet Hongjoong by the door.
“Thank you for coming with me handsome,” Hongjoong held the front door open for Seonghwa to walk out, then he stepped out himself.
In the car, Seonghwa’s curiosity rose. “Why did we have to leave so quickly? It’s only 4:50, aren’t dinners usually at like 6?” he questioned.
“It's an hour away, and there’s rush hour traffic. We might actually end up being late," Hongjoong explained.
“Bummer, I really wanted to show you my surprise,” Seonghwa mumbled in a low tone, staring at the sunset out the window.
“hmm? I’m sorry honey you gotta speak up I can’t hear you,” Hongjoong sent a quick glance to Seonghwa.
“I had a surprise,” Seonghwa turned his head, leaning back on the headrest, to face Hongjoong. “But now I can't show you,” he lied.
“Oh I'm so sorry. What was it?” Hongjoong frowned. He felt a little a twinge of pain in his heart hearing seonghwa be so upset about it.
Seonghwa scoffed,“I can’t tell you Joong otherwise it wouldn’t be a surprise.”
“Touché,” Hongjoong giggled.
About an hour later they arrived at the restaurant, on time. The couple made their way inside, hand in hand. A waitress spotted them at the door and walked over with a friendly smile.
“Good evening, table for 2?” She eyed their intertwined hands assuming they were on a date.
“Uh no, we’re here for a company dinner, we have a reservation under the last name Lee?” Hongjoong spoke, returning a small smile. The waitress checked the computer in front of her.
“Ah yes perfect, please follow me,” she waved a hand to motion them over as she led them to the back of the restaurant opening a door to a private room. “Here you are, enjoy,” She held the door open for the two of them as the pair nodded in politeness.
“Kim Hongjoong! You made it,” a deep voice vibrated through the room. The man walked over and pulled him into a hug roughly patting him on the back.
His eyes caught Seonghwa's, who was standing awkwardly behind Hongjoong. “Who’s this you’ve brought along?”
Hongjoong pulled away and turned around to wrap an arm around Seonghwa’s waist, pulling him to stand next to him. “This is Seonghwa, my husband. Seonghwa, this is my manager Mr Lee,” he stretched a hand out in front of him, gesturing to Mr Lee as he introduced them.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you Mr Lee, thank you so much for inviting us,” Seonghwa put his hand out to shake Mr Lee’s who returned the gesture.
“It’s my pleasure,” Mr Lee laughed, “anyway it’s about time we had Hongjoong attend one of these dinners, he’s one of my best employees.”
Hearing Mr Lee speak so highly of him to Seonghwa made Hongjoong blush and turn his head away in an attempt to hide. “Well, I won’t keep you any longer, please come and have a seat at the table,” Mr Lee walked back to his original seat at the head of the table.
Hongjoong and Seonghwa noticed two empty seats at the end of the table next to one of Hongjoong’s colleagues. They quickly walked over as everyone had already sat down.
Seonghwa had sat himself down next to the wife of Hongjoong’s colleague, who happily engaged in conversation with him about how these dinners usually go.
Seonghwa was glad he wasn’t the only plus one there.
The food had come out and the dinner had gone well. Everyone was up and mingling, talking about whatever came to mind.
Seonghwa clinged to Hongjoong as he made his rounds, greeting and conversing with everyone.
Seonghwa was starting to become more aware of the feeling of lace against his skin. The sudden realisation that he was in public with pink panties that would be visible if he bent down, turned him on. His body started to heat up and he could feel his dick start to harden.
He desperately needed to do something about it. This dinner was getting boring for him and needed to leave.
When he noticed Hongjoong was finishing up the conversation, he rested his hand on the small of his back and led him away from the group he was talking to.
Once they were away, Seonghwa leaned in close to Hongjoong's ear. “Can we please leave? It’s getting boring and we can have much more fun at home,” he nipped Hongjoong's ear, hoping no one was paying attention to them.
“Hwa baby, I just have to introduce myself to a few more people and then we can go, okay?” Hongjoong brought a hand up to his face and brushed a strand of hair away, tucking it behind his ear.
“Be quick,” Seonghwa snapped, getting impatient. He thanked whoever that his boner was not obvious and that he hadn’t gotten fully hard yet.
“Where did this attitude come from? Tone it down now,” Hongjoong glared at him. Now he was definitely fully hard. “What do you say?”
Seonghwa glanced around him. No one was close enough to them to hear their conversations and everyone seemed to be engrossed in each other's chats to notice.
Still, being aware of their surroundings he replied with a whisper, “sorry sir,” he avoided Hongjoong's gaze, only looking down at his undone laces on his dress shoes.
Seonghwa wore a smug smile as he quickly bent down to tie them. Enough to make sure his shirt had come up exposing the hem of his pink panties to Hongjoong.
Sure enough, the soft pink had caught Hongjoong’s eyes. A choked gasp slipped through his lips.
Seonghwa stood back up, an innocent smile playing on his lips. “Sorry my laces were untied,” he clasped his hands together in front of his crotch.
“What are you wearing?” Hongjoong choked out. He couldn’t seem to control his breathing, making his sentences unclear and shaky.
“Surprise,” Seonghwa shrugged and tilted his head, still smiling that same cute innocent smile.
“We’re going home,” Hongjoong grabbed Seonghwa’s wrist and dragged him to Mr Lee. He said his goodbyes and thank you’s and rushed out of the room. Behind him, Seonghwa could not be happier. A few giggles left his lips as they got into the car.
“Are you trying to kill me? I can’t believe you wore them underneath,” Hongjong's hands gripped the steering wheel so tight, his knuckles turned white.
Seonghwa looked down to Hongjoong’s crotch taking notice of his fully hard dick. Being the tease he is, he slid down the passenger seat, manspreading as best as he could.
His head fell back against the seat and he started to palm his erection through his trousers. “Hongjoong please,” he moaned out, small whimpers following. He watched as Hongjoong’s cock twitched underneath.
“Fuck this,” Hongjoong spotted an empty car park and pulled in. He put the car in park, slid his seat all the way back and put the seat down just enough so that there was enough room for seonghwa to sit on his lap but not all the way so that he was laying down. “Come here,” he patted his thighs, slightly breathless.
Seonghwa got rid of his blazer and shoes and climbed over to straddle hongjoong’s thighs.
Hongjoong’s hand ran up and down Seonghwa’s thighs while he maintained eye contact with him. Despite the darkness, he could see the desire in Seonghwa's eyes and the tears threatening to fall.
“Need me that badly?” Hongjoong cooed as his hand pressed against his husbands erection. A whine fell from Seonghwa’s lips and his eyes shut forcing tears to fall. God, he needed Hongjoong so bad.
“Please touch me sir,” Seonghwa begged as he rolled his hips further into Hongjoong’s hand.
“ I am touching you,” Hongjoong smirked, knowing exactly what Seonghwa actually meant. He loved seeing Seonghwa cry and beg for him. The power went straight to his dick.
“Fuck you know what I mean,” Seonghwa sobbed still rolling his hips into hongjoong’s hand, addicted to the friction of the lace against his cock.
Hongjoong finally gave in and helped seonghwa take off his trousers, leaving him in only his baby pink lace panties. He pressed a thumb against the slit of his dick, pulling it away focusing on the string of precum between his thumb and Seonghwa’s tip. He freed his dick from his panties but not touching it further than that.
“Please, please Hongjoong do something please,” more tears fell from Seonghwa’s eyes as his erection grew more and more painful.
“I know, baby, I know, just breathe for me sweetheart,” Hongjoong undid his own trousers pulling out his own cock, jerking himself off a few times. He grabbed the back of Seonghwa’s neck pulling him in to smash their lips together. Seonghwa gasped from the impact and Hongjoong took that as an opportunity to shove his tongue into his mouth, tasting every inch of him. Seonghwa had come back from the shock and his own tongue started to move by itself. Hongjoong sucked on Seonghwa’s tongue a few times, gaining a few soft moans from him.
Seonghwa pulled away and tilted his head, hinting at Hongjoong to mark him up. Hongjoong smirked and kissed down from his jaw to his neck. Biting and sucking on his neck, he made sure to leave marks everywhere to the point Seonghwa would struggle trying to cover them.
He bit into the sensitive spot of Seonghwa’s neck, resulting in the other man arching his back and letting out a loud moan when the sensitive tips of their cocks rubbed against each other. Hongjoong whined into Seonghwa’s neck, eyes rolling back. He was beginning to feel just as sensitive and needy as Seonghwa. His dick twitched, begging for attention standing red and hard.
Hongjoong undid seonghwa’s shirt, pushing it off his shoulders letting it fall to his elbows. He continued to mark up his collarbones and the other side of his neck, getting drunk off the whimpers and moans spilling from Seonghwa’s lips.
Soon enough, his assault came to an end and he spat onto his hand, wrapping it around Seonghwa’s cock.
“Yes, yes, yes thank you,” Seonghwa sighed and threw his head back. A low moan left his mouth and his eyes started to fill up with tears.
“Like this baby? yeah? you sound so so pretty for me. Keep moaning for me. I want to hear you,” Hongjoong grabbed seonghwa’s chin forcing him to make eye contact as he continued to drag his hand up and down his cock, occasionally thumbing at the slit.
Being sensitive meant Seonghwa could barely handle the pleasure and was already close to release. “I’m gonna cum, please let me cum sir please,” Seonghwa cried out, tears falling down his face.
“Cum for me,” hongjoong didn’t even need to finish his sentence before seonghwa was cumming all over his hand. Hongjoong brought his hand up to his own face and licked it clean, staring intently into Seonghwa’s eyes.
Seonghwa slumped forward, forehead resting on Hongjoong’s shoulder as he tried to calm his breathing.
“Think you can go another round?” Hongjoong rubbed his hand up and down Seonghwa’s back. He felt a small shake of Seonghwa’s head on his shoulder.
“What do we do about me then hmm?” Seonghwa sat back up from Hongjoong’s question. He looked down at hongjoong’s leaking cock and looked back up at him through his wet lashes.
“Use my mouth,” Seonghwa was already shuffling backwards, making himself comfortable on the car floor. Fortunately, there was a big enough gap between him and the steering wheel from Hongjoong sliding the seat all the way back.
Hongjoong held the base of his cock and placed it on seonghwa’s lips letting the other lick the tip. “Come on baby, put that mouth to use,” Hongjoong’s other hand grabbed the back of Seonghwa’s head guiding it down, shoving his whole dick in his mouth, tip hitting the back of his throat.
A deep groan ripped out of his throat, when he felt Seonghwa’s tongue trace the vein on the side of his dick. “Fuck, do that again baby,” he moaned out, gripping onto Seonghwa’s hair making him whimper on his cock.
Hongjoong looked down at Seonghwa. His cheeks red and wet, hair messed from being pulled at, eyes big and glassy still holding tears and the cherry on top of it all, drool spilling from the corners of his mouth as his tongue continued to flick along the length of Hongjoong’s cock in his mouth.
“You look like such a fucking slut right know, but i bet you love that,” Hongjoong pulled Seonghwa off his cock leaving the tip in his mouth before slamming his head back down again.
Seonghwa choked around the thick length, more drool spilling hongjoong’s balls, dripping down onto the leather seats.
Hongjoong continued to abuse his throat, loud moans filling the car. The air surrounding them was hot, causing the windows to steam up. Anyone driving by them could easily understand what they were doing. Hongjoong looked at the cars in the distance, the realisation that they were in public only making him moan louder and pulling him closer to his release.
He held Seonghwa’s head in place and thrusted up chasing his orgasm. His thighs twitched and he felt his stomach tighten. Seonghwa swallowed around his cock and that was enough for the younger man to shoot his warm cum down Seonghwa’s throat.
He immediately pulled Seonghwa off his dick, observing his face closely as he swallowed all of Hongjoong’s cum and stuck his tongue out as evidence.
“How perfect can you be, hmm? such a good boy,” Hongjoong praised seonghwa, soothing his scalp by petting his hair gently. Seonghwa let his head rest on this inside of Hongjoong’s thigh.
“Am I the best boy?” His voice all scratched up and shaky.
Hongjoong sighed in adoration, " yes you're the bestest boy, my perfect boy.”
A few moments passed and Seonghwa giggled softly into Hongjoong’s thigh. “What’s funny, bun?”
“I can’t believe you just fucked my throat fully clothed,” Seonghwa laughed.
“You don’t like my work clothes?” Hongjoong teased.
“Of course I do. You look so sexy,” Seonghwa purred running his hands up Hongjoong’s thigh.
“Relax, I’m not going again. I still have to drive home,” Hongjoong warned, pulling Seonghwa’s hand off his thigh.
“Sorry,” Seonghwa replied, climbing back over to the passenger seat and putting his clothes back on. “So did you like my surprise?”
Hongjoong shot him a glare, and started to drive home.
Safe to say, Seonghwa will definitely be wearing those same panties again.