hs closed his eyes to try and get some sleep, but he finds himself restless, unable to get comfortable even though he felt exhausted just fifteen minutes before, convinced that if he didn't take a nap, he would collapse.
now he's awake and two more minutes away from giving up on this nap and trying to struggle through more work.
"seok-ah?" he hears whispered into the living room. he raises an eyebrow, but he's unsure if nj will get that he's awake. he wonders what his boyfriend has planned.
nj usually is careful not to disturb hs when he sees him sleeping. yet he would already be waking him if it were important.
he hears nj taking a deep breath, then footsteps padding through the room. a warm weight descends on top of him, the scent of jasmine strong.
"seok-ah?" nj whispers again. "are you awake?"
hs flutters his eyes open, a lazy smile already stretching across his face. it freezes, however, when he sees just what nj is wearing. lingerie.
nj is wearing lingerie. sheer and lacy, flowers spun into the fabric that doesn't do anything to hide the golden skin that hs loves to mark up so much. a chain of diamonds wraps a thigh, trailing up his body until it's looped around that tiny waist of his.
hs feels a growl from low in his throat, a noise he never thought he could make until the first time he set eyes on nj.
hs clamps his hands on nj's thighs, fingers digging into the silky smooth skin. two of his fingers curl through the diamond chain.
he tugs it to make sure that he's real. that nj isn't a dream. that the most beautiful man in the world is dressed in lingerie for *him*, blushing as he ducks his head, slender fingers tangling in the fabric of hs's shirt.
"do you like it?" he whispers shyly. "jin-hyung said that you would like it. apparently, you said something last time you went drinking?" he squirms on top of hs, turning a deeper red when he feels how much hs is affected by this sight. "he dragged me on a lingerie field trip."
he picks at the straps, somehow managing to look even more ravishing. "he made me get a couple more pairs. he paid for them though. or yg-hyung did. jin-hyung says he has more daechitwa money than he needs, so he helps him out. he's a sugar baby as charity."
"good for him," he breathes out, his fingers sneaking underneath the white panties, headed straight towards their favorite place in the world. nj's hole is wet and slightly loose, enough for hs to begin to finger him. "tell him thank you."
nj nods. he clears his throat. "said i'm your sugar baby too. since you're helping me through school. i never thought of it before like that, but i. . . . i liked the idea. even though i felt bad for it."
hs knows what he means. the idea of hs taking care of nj no matter what, making sure that his baby has everything he needs, nj's only job is to look pretty.
hs slides his fingers into nj, his breath stolen at how that makes him tilt his head back and moan at the sensation.
"i do too," he whispers. "if it were possible to get good grades in sugar babying, you would be getting an a without even trying."
nj whimpers and grinds down on the fingers. "oppa," he chokes out, and that's the final straw. hs tilts nj over until he's flat on his back.
"i'm going to fuck you," hs growls out. "until that's the only word you can say."
nj nods, already looking like such a pretty, pretty mess in that pretty, pretty lingerie. "okay, oppa," he whimpers. "i'll be good."
hs smirks as he kisses a thigh. "good girl."
he kisses the opposite thigh. "gonna throw out all your old underwear and replace it all with pretty things like this. good girls deserve good things. don't you agree, baby?"
nj keens as hs's mouth bites and nips his skin. "oppa," he whines. "oppa, breed me, *please*."
hs's vision whites out. the only thought in his head is that he needs to maul his baby girl until he can't walk and depends on hs to take care of him.
he chuckles into nj's skin, enjoying how he trembles at the sound.
and he knows this is only the start of a very long night.
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jk shuffles where he kneels, his head ducked down as his cheeks burn with a strange mix of humiliation and arousal. he's not sure why he agreed to do this. it was definitely because of nj's puppy-dog eyes.
he knows that much, at least, because those big brown eyes are weapons of mass destruction that would have jk signing over his soul if nj thought it would be pleasing. so when nj asked, biting his lip nervously, hands fidgeting with the bottom of his sweater, he couldn't say no.
even though when he glanced at yg, a thrill of nervous terror ran up his spine as the other man's eyes grew dark. and he doesn't know what it says about him that he likes it.
the setup is simple. yg doesn't see the need to make it fancy. he knows what he wants to do to them.
with a gentle hand, yg rubs a hand up and down nj's back, not bothering to fight back the smile that blossoms at the deep, shuffling breath that namjoon sighs into his skin.
his baby clenches around his cock, his hands scratching the back of his neck.
"you okay?" yg whispers.
"yeah," nj mumbles, clearly deep into the headspace that he only feels comfortable going into around yg. "just tired." he shifts slightly, clenching again.
he's wearing an oversized shirt, long enough that it covers his ass and thighs even sitting on yg's cock. he moves the hand from his back to rub it on a smooth thigh, not willing to drop his book and lose his place. besides, nj is not ready to be fucked yet either.