?Maybe I Don't Hate You | Yeongyu/Beomjun?

Beomgyu's POV | 10

"Beomgyu, you're stuttering..." Chucked Kai.

"Oh shut up." I snapped back at him. "My next class starts soon. I'll meet you guys later! Send the time and address!"

"See you Gyu!" Shouted Taehyun. I waved back while walking away, and later on in the hallway, as I attempted to make my way to my next class, I was pulled into the locker room.

"Ack!-" I yelped as I was dragged in.

"Shut up." A voice whispered behind me. I turned around to find Yeonjun looking back at me, obviously frustrated.

I sighed. "Look, I didn't mean—"

"So are we not dating?"

"Yeonjun, you've fucked me once and gave me a handjob yesterday." I said.

"So is that what friends do nowadays? They fuck 'cause they're just friends?" He asked me. "Would your friend do this?" He asked again, this time, throwing my belongings onto the floor and slamming me into a wall. He forced my jean zipper open, and pulled down my pants and boxers, and whilst breathing heavily. "And this too? Friends do this too?"

"Yeonjun..."

"Shut up."

"YEONJUN! WHAT ARE YOU—"

"Beomgyu, I said shut up!"

He then forced his lips onto mine, mumbling in between kisses, "I'm just your friend, huh? Right? Stay quiet or they'll hear us."

I couldn't help but give in to Yeonjun's touch. He was being rough and forceful, but that would've turned me on if I wasn't at fucking school right now... okay it turns me on whenever.

He let go, and I frantically tried to pull my boxers and jeans back up, as they were piled on the floor beneath my body.

"Leave those pants right where I fucking put them Beomgyu."

"Yeonjun..."

"Just stand there and look pretty, you son of a bitch."

He grabbed onto my dick which made me yelp before he aggressively covered my mouth with his hand.

Just so you know, I did want this, just not in such a public place! What if someone caught us??

"Just friends, eh?"

He started moving his hand back and forth, his fist meeting my balls all the way at the base, and back up to the very tip. God he was good.

I grabbed him by the face and started kissing him all over. "I'm sorry daddy." I whimpered. I kept kissing and sucking at his face and neck before he replied with, "that's what I like to hear baby."

He sped up the pace of his hands, causing my body to jerk and thrust into his hand uncontrollably. "You like that baby, don't you? You like what daddy gives it to you huh?"

"Mhm~ ohhhhh, Yeon~ Jun~ I'm *pant* closeeee..." He let go of my cock and instantly took it into his mouth. Ohhhhhh he knew my penis so fucking well.

I gripped his hair and did my best to stay still so he could do what he wanted, and before I knew it—

"AAAAAUGH!" I let out one long, loud final moan before releasing into his hot mouth. He continued to stroke me even, helping me ride out my orgasm. With each jerk of my body, I would shoot a bit more, and Yeonjun let it land all over his face.

He stood back up and wiped it off onto his pointer and middle fingers, before shoving them into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat so I could taste my own cum.

"Ughk!" I choked.

"Don't you ever say we're just friends again. Next time I'll actually fuck the life out of you, you hear me?"

I sucked the remaining cum off of his fingers before he slipped them out. "Yes daddy." I said, with a slight smirk on my face.

"What's funny?" He asked.

"Nothing..."

"What are you thinking about baby?"

"Y-you can fuck the life outta me any time. I'll take it." I said, pulling him in for one last kiss.

"Hell yeah I can." He growled in response. "Here, your pants." He helped me get them back into my waist before walking off to wash his face off in the sink. I followed him.

"You look pretty with my cum on your face Yeonjun." He threw his head up and looked at me through the mirror.

"Hey, it's my job to talk to you like that." He snapped.

"Mhm, and who sucked who's dick just now?" I chuckled.

"Beomgyu, we both know you're a bottom. He said, wiping the water off his face before turning back to look at me.

"I knowwww..." I mumbled.

"Hahah what's wrong?"

"All I do is let you do all the heavy work, like... p-pounding into me, or initiate stuff. Don't you ever get tired?" He picked me up and placed me on the counter.

"You're my bottom. You're Beomgyu. How could I ever get tired of fucking you? Plus, you're so fucking pretty. Delicious. Bottom. You're just so precious to me. Also, I'm bigger, and stronger, so I'm obviously the top."

He placed himself between my legs, and he proceeded to rub circles into my waist and hips. He nibbled my ear and in a deep voice, he said, "you're my boyfriend. You got that?"

"Mhm." I laughed. "Stop that, it tickles!"

He brought his lips to my neck, and started marking me with more beautiful hickies, which made me giggle some more.

"About time I replaced the old ones, hahah. You look beautiful like this." I looked in the mirror, and... oh my god. They were wayyyy too high up. "Yeonjun, they're so high up on my neck—"

"Yup! And if anyone asks you who they're from, tell them they're from me. Choi Yeonjun... your boyfriend."

"Okayyy..." I paused as I came to a realisation, "...wait— is the gym still closed today?"

His eyes widened.