president's room 。

@ΣΥΤ ⁴ kyungsoo (sh) ((true. We can just back-rp it))

@ΣΥΤ ⁴ hyunwoo (sh) [[ that’s okay. They should just sign for San soon so he can pass. ]]

@ΣΥΤ ⁴ kyungsoo (sh) ((sorry, y'all. I'm at work))

@ΣΥΤ ⁴ hyunwoo (sh) @ΣΥΤ ¹ san Ⓟ * I take your note book and sign *
We’re running out of time, but you can make it up later.

@ΣΥΤ ⁴ kyungsoo (sh) @ΣΥΤ ⁴ hyunwoo (sh) Humming softly to himself, he made his way up the stairs to the president's room in the house. He was wearing a nicely fitting sweater and loose pants as Kyungsoo hyung had told him to and there was an evident bounce to his steps from the anticipation and excitement. He took a deep breath when he got to the room and without hesitation, he knocked a couple times on the door "It's me, Sannie~"

@ΣΥΤ ⁴ kyungsoo *not expecting Kyungsoo to fall to his knees, his lips parted with a shuddering gasp as his warm mouth teased his , that naughty tongue drawing along the underside and making Hyunwoo's toes curl. Leaning back against the wall with a thud, he pets Soo's hair back and can't help rocking into him when he squeezes his small, but pert * , Soo...

@ΣΥΤ ⁴ hyunwoo * Kyungsoo moaned as he rolled his hips against Hyunwoo’s thigh. He was lost in the feeling already feeling enough to . When Hyunwoo whispered the compliment his heart melted and he was instantly even more . When Hyunwoo moved back to help him take his pants off Kyungsoo looked down and saw the other and his mouth watered. *
baby. You’re so hard for me.
* he slid down, mouthing over the others , a stripe up the underside then on the head. His hands wandered back gripping Hyunwoo’s as he squeezed hard, feeling that perfect in his hands and around the head *

@ΣΥΤ ⁴ kyungsoo *pressed his thigh against Kyungsoo's hardness, letting him shamelessly rut against him and feeling his own throb wantonly. , he wanted him like crazy. No matter how many times they did it, he'd never get tired of having him* God, you're perfect. *moaned into the kiss, on Kyungsoo's lower lip. He reluctantly pulled back a little, bracing one hand on the door beside Soo's head and using the other to help get the ties on his sweatpants undone so he could push them down tanned legs*

@ΣΥΤ ⁴ hyunwoo * Kyungsoo carded his fingers through Hyunwoo’s hair, pressing his against his leg as he moaned into the kiss. He ducked on the others tongue while he frantically tried to push the others sweats down and off *

@ΣΥΤ ⁴ kyungsoo *stumbles back to his room, pulling Kyungsoo along with him, and barely even bothers to shut the door before he's backing his boyfriend up against it, claiming his lips in a heated kiss*

@ΣΥΤ ⁴ wonho ((whoops!))

. The president was too good for him. Hyunwoo felt spoiled rotten to get to see him like this, that Hoseok trusted him enough to let his tough facade slip and tap into what he truly needed. There was so much pressure on him and expectations he had to meet with his new position that he couldn't blame him for wanting an escape. Hyunwoo was honored to be his safe place where he got to let that go and be himself and that was all the more reason for him to want to keep what was between them a secret. If anyone found out, they might think Wonho was playing favorites and that wouldnt look good for either of them. Biting his lip, he reached down to palm himself over the fabric of his jeans before deftly undoing the button and dragging the zipper down. They'd been around the block and it was nothing Hoseok hadn't seen before, so all finesse went out the window as he lifted his hips to push his pants and boxers down. His impressive curved proudly up toward his abdomen and his fingers found their way around the base, giving a long, teasing for show as he watched Hoseok with hooded eyes. Reaching out to gently grasp his chin, he smoothed his thumb over his lower lip once more, dipping in to urge him to open his mouth. "Come on, baby. Let me see what that pretty mouth can do." He coaxed, voice honey thick with arousal, and shifted to angle the tip of his hardness teasingly against the president's lips.

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@ΣΥΤ ⁴ wonho Though he was reluctant to release Hoseok from his grasp, Hyunwoo knew his dedicated president never left a job unfinished. He trailed his hands greedily along the other's body as he sunk to his knees with practiced fluidity, catching the fabric of his shirt to tug it off, and spread toned thighs to give him a cozy place to settle. This was a side of their leader that not many had the pleasure of witnessing and he wouldn't trade these stolen moments for the world, when he was lucky enough to see that hunger and need burning in Wonho's eyes as he debased himself just like they enjoyed doing to their precious little pledges. Stroking along the curve of Hoseok's jaw, he traced his thumb over his reddened lower lip where those teeth had worn it moments ago, feeling the ghost of his breath as he painted such a tempting image of himself holding a riding crop. "I can imagine them just like this. So pretty and obedient. But you know," He paused, his fingers sliding into Hoseok's dark locks and tightening just slightly, tilting the man's head so his mouth came close to the bulging proof of his interest hidden behind denim. "some of them would be bad. They need to be taught a better way to use those mouths of theirs."

@ΣΥΤ ⁴ wonho Hyunwoo's hands immediately moved to splay possessively over Wonho's hips as his familiar weight settled into his lap. Some might not expect the president, with all his toned and bulging muscles that were akin to a marble carving, to be found in such a position, but those people had no imagination. He, on the other hand, had increasing trouble reining his in now that the heat of the man's body was pressed against his, his plump lips parting on a breath as the president's finger crooked beneath his chin. It didn't help that the other's honeyed tone painted such delicious pictures in his mind either. He could just imagine their pledges, bare and on their knees like obedient little pets waiting for a treat. Trying to ignore the sudden constricting feeling of his jeans, a protesting groan rumbled in his chest as he very nearly tasted Hoseok's lips. "I love it." A devious smirk graced his features, his hands teasingly smacking that round without warning and giving it an appreciative squeeze. "But I think I might need a demonstration."

@ΣΥΤ ⁴ wonho The authoritative tone rekindled the flames of interest it had stoked the night before and Hyunwoo fought with the urge to smirk as he made his way over to the bed. He'd play Hoseok's game for now. After all, who was to say they couldn't be productive and make decisions for the frat while enjoying their time together? The officer nodded in agreement as the president hit on a topic that he himself had been turning over in his head for a while now. It was true that the drinking games and the vows of silence had gotten old long ago. They were methods of proving loyalty from a time when a man's word actually meant something. Nowadays, people only wanted to be a member of a fraternity because it looked good on their resume and didn't value the brotherhood that came along with it. They were a family that continued to exist even after graduation. Sure, they had their fun, but they were also there for each other when things got tough. It should take more than stupid promises or blind stubbornness to prove the pledges were worthy of being a part of that. They had to truly want it with every fiber of their being... and sometimes that meant breaking them down first. "When you say it like that, it sounds like you have something specific in mind." Hyunwoo probed curiously, reaching out to hook a finger in a belt loop of Wonho's jeans to coax him closer now that he wasn't leaning against his desk. Of course he had his own ideas on how to vet out the weak, but that all depended on what kind of president Wonho wanted to be. What he wanted to be remembered for. "So.... how far are you willing to go?" The double entendre wasn't subtle, as unmistakable as the mischievous glint in Hyunwoo's gaze as it mapped the other's perfectly sculpted form.

@ΣΥΤ ⁴ wonho The corners of Hyunwoo's lips twitched just slightly as the president's voice beckoned to him from behind the door, feeling a flutter of excitement in the center of his chest as he let himself in. The room was familiar to him even before Wonho took over for the previous tool that called the shots. Any officer would have spent their fair share of time in here, planning functions and what not, but the last leader had been so brutally boring that barely anyone could stand him. Thankfully, the familiar sense of dread he might have felt at being called there had been expunged like the plague that it was when Hoseok was promoted. Warm chocolate orbs were drawn to the figure sitting behind the desk and it took quite a bit of restraint for Hyunwoo to mask his interest even though they both knew the true reason for his visit. "You wanted to see me?" He asked unassumingly, though the way his fingers deftly twisted the lock into place on the doorknob betrayed more questionable intentions.

@ΣΥΤ ⁴ wonho Hyunwoo would have had to be truly dense to not pick up on the obvious hints that his president was dropping. He'd known Wonho for the better part of two years, but had been far more subtle in his advances until now. Perhaps it was the looming thought that this lifestyle couldn't last forever, that everything was fleeting no matter how much they didn't want it to be. Eventually they all would have to move on from college and into their careers. Hyunwoo sooner than most provided he actually got into medical school. Yet as much as he wanted to... discuss frat education with Hoseok after last night, he wasn't so desperate as to rush right on over to his room. Contrary to what people thought about the fraternity being his biggest focus, he still had to balance his responsibilities as captain of the swim team and his studies. After swimming some laps around the pool, he finally made his way to the president's room. Ruffling his still slightly damp hair, Hyunwoo reached up to knock and prayed that their haughty Treasurer had really taken his advice about bothering Wonho tomorrow.