not even sorry; have some ed up daejae ;
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The dormitory was eerily silent, the six members of B.A.P all currently in bed and sleeping except one particular vocalist who sat awake in his bed waiting patiently. The minutes ticked on past yet still Jung Daehyun continued to wait, his eyes on the clock set above the door of his shared room with fellow member Yoo Youngjae.
When the clock ticked to ten past two in the morning, Daehyun listened as leader Bang Yongguk stirred in the room beside his, the door opening as the leader checked on all the members before going to the bathroom and back to bed, Daehyun sitting back up to count the minutes until Yongguk would be back in his dream world before pulling the covers off and approaching the bed beside his where Youngjae slept.
Eyes raked over the body of the lead vocalist, Daehyun taking in the incredible sight of the sleeping Youngjae; entranced by how the younger’s chest rose and sank with soft breaths and how his eye lids would twitch now and then as he slept on.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Daehyun ran fingers through Youngjae’s soft brown hair, brushing the loose bangs away from Youngjae’s forehead before leaning in and hovering above the other’s lips. He wanted more than nothing to kiss the younger; time and time again he’s craved those lips on his properly, kissing back instead of remaining immobile as the boy slept.
With a sigh Daehyun slid under the covers beside Youngjae, hooking his leg carefully on the other side of the boy’s body before moving to straddle the other loosely, smiling when he saw the yellow bunny didn’t so much as move at the actions. Warm hands slowly slipped under Youngjae’s shirt, feeling the soft skin of Youngjae’s tummy and sides, brushing his fingertips teasingly over the younger’s s while feeling them harden under his touch before pulling his hands away altogether to look at the other’s angelic face.
Daehyun knew it was wrong what he was doing to Youngjae, the younger was always in such a vulnerable state but that’s what made it all the more thrilling. The white bunny was careful to remove Youngjae’s clothes, only removing what was needed to be removed making it easier to re-dress him after he was done using his band mate’s body.
Youngjae shifted slightly, tucking his head under one of the many pillows dotting his bed while Daehyun held as still as he could, body burning in excitement of his more than regular night time escapade.
Only when the other settled did Daehyun dare to continue slipping the other’s pyjama pants down to his ankles, slipping one leg out of the material and spreading Youngjae’s legs. Picking up the unscented lube he always used, Daehyun applied just enough to his fingers before bringing them down to Youngjae’s hole, gently rubbing the exterior to make it soft before slipping his first digit in.
The most beautiful sound slipped past Youngjae’s lips as the boy slept through this. Daehyun bit his lip to keep himself quiet, the sound sending a shiver of bliss down his spine as he slowly ed his finger inside Youngjae’s arse. Watching Youngjae’s face, Daehyun observed the other’s reactions; the younger boy lightly biting his lip in his sleep as Daehyun’s finger worked on stretching him.
Another finger was pushed inside, scissoring motions made while the white bunny continued to observe his friend’s face for a sigh of the latter waking up. He successfully managed to slip three finger inside Youngjae, flexing and curling them about against the tight walls as he slowly coaxed the walls to loosen little by little.
Withdrawing the digits after some long minutes, Daehyun shimmied his own pants down to his thighs so his rock hard was free of its restrictions. Pouring a set amount of lube onto his hand, Daehyun rubbed it over his with a withdrawn hiss at the suddenly cool feel of his hand on the aching flesh. When the lube was evenly spread on his , Daehyun wiped the excess on his pants before positioning himself at the sleeping boy’s exposed entrance; the older of the two gently easing his into Youngjae.
Daehyun felt the boy beneath him tense at the intrusion, the white bunny holding still in case Youngjae woke up, waiting until he could feel the walls around his partially buried relax before he continued to push himself inside to the hilt, letting out a breathy moan of satisfaction when he was finally fully encased inside Youngjae’s tight body.
Discomfort was evident on Youngjae’s face, just like every other night when Daehyun does this, and as usual the white bunny patiently waits for the younger’s face to relax before slowly moving his hips, rolling them neatly into the other’s body with silent breaths of pure pleasure.
Daehyun was always careful not to move too fast or too hard in fear of waking the yellow bunny from his slumber. Leaning down, Daehyun pressed his lips lightly against Youngjae’s, shutting his eyes and fully enjoying the feeling of being in the sleeping boy.
He moved his hips slowly, the set pace comfortable for him as well as surprisingly pleasuring as he nearly tortures himself. Even though the actions are fluid and slow, lewd sounds of skin slapping skin lightly filled the otherwise silent room, Daehyun mewling softly at the feel of his balls hitting against Youngjae’s smooth skin as he continued to the boy.
Spreading Youngjae’s legs more apart, Daehyun had a better angle to work with, watching Youngjae’s face as the tip of his brushed against Youngjae’s prostate; the younger of the two letting out a beautiful moan at the sensation, his head moving to the side as the boy bit his lip and bucked his hips up for more.
Keeping that angle, Daehyun slowly continued to into the younger, his slowly abusing Youngjae’s prostate with each move made as the moans continued to slip passed Youngjae’s plump lips. Daehyun’s fingers wrapped around Youngjae’s leaking , stroking it tenderly and slow like his s, loving the way that Youngjae arched his back slightly at the double pleasure he was receiving.
It wasn’t too long before Youngjae let out a loud cry, body spasming as he released his warm over Daehyun’s hand and his own uncovered stomach, breathy pants sounding from his mouth as he rode out his . His walls tightened to the point where Daehyun wouldn’t hold it anymore. With a muffled moan, Daehyun came in the boy, the tight walls milking him for all he’s worth as the rather powerful washed over him leaving him, too, a panting mess.
Waiting for his high to subdue, Daehyun pulled his softening out of Youngjae, watching how his dribbled out onto the mattress before grabbing the wet wipes off the small bedside table and cleaned up all the evidence, doing his best to clean Youngjae before redressing him and slipping out of the latter’s bed with one last taste of the younger’s lips.
He threw away the used wipes and climbed back into bed, inhaling the aftermath scent he’d grown to love before rolling over and shutting his eyes to sleep.
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