art studio 。

Jungkook casually walks into the room, taking the space in as he finds a paint covered stool to sit on. He puts his maroon colored bag on top of the table and pulls out his sketchpad along with a snack bar in the process. He unwraps the snack bar, taking a bite from it and pulls out a pencil to start on a sketch. A blank soon comes to his mind as he stares intently at the wall, taking another bite from the bar as he sighs to himself.

@ΔΧΛ ¹ hongjoong Ⓟ San let out a soft hum and grinned "hm? Especially on my knees~?" he asked, biting his lower lip lightly "honestly I don't think you've seen the prettiest part of my body~" he said, trailing my tongue against my lower lip

@ΣΥΤ ¹ san Ⓟ "Thanks, and you're very pretty all the time, especially on your knees." Hongjoong smirked softly, drawing the curve of San's lip onto the canvas. He couldn't wait to be inside of the taller, so he tried to hurry a bit more this time.

@ΔΧΛ ³ wonho It never crossed his mind to want a sleep over but now that the younger mentioned it, it sounded like a good bonding session. Moreover it could also lead to potential bonding session with the rest of the Delta boys. But then again, it could only be a joke. "Are staff allowed to have a sleep over at a fraternity?" Hideo inquired, "If we are then I don't mind a sleep over." There was no harm in playing along. Who knows perhaps the other actually meant it.


"You're right but I'm not really that good at it. I don't know much about landscaping. Still learning. As for baking, I know nothing about cake decorations." He chuckled at his weed treats comment, a guilty smile spread across his face, "I don't give them out as much anymore. I don't wanna get in trouble." Better safe than sorry. Hideo wanted to keep his job just so he could proof to his dad that he could do a manual work and getting fired wasn't part of the plan.

Brown eyes lingered on the working hands, legs slightly ajar for easy access. "I do love surprises and that matching onesies sounds awesome!" A hearty laugh resounding, an image of them in a matching bear onesies made him laugh some more, "Man we'd look ridiculously cute!"

@ΔΧΛ ¹ hongjoong Ⓟ San grinned as he fixed his hair and got back onto the table, resuming his posture from before, the only difference being his messy hair and swollen lips. He hummed softly and looked at the smaller male “mmh you’re very pretty when you’re focused~”

@ΣΥΤ ¹ san Ⓟ "Yeah. We probably should..." Hongjoong grinned sheepishly. He needed this project for class, so he needed to at least get most of it done before getting distracted again. "Deal." Putting his away, he took a minute to steady himself and then stood and got behind the canvas again.

@gardener hideo A melodic laugh slipped from Wonho's lips at the sudden request, his eyes brimming with amusement. "You actually want to see me in a onesie? Does that mean you want a sleep over?" He asked playfully as he moved to write the measurement of the gardener's waist into his notebook. Perhaps if the man was so fond of onesies, he could make the both of them a matching pair. It would be all too simple, but at least it'd be amusing.

"I don't know. I beg to differ. Tending plants is a form of art in itself. And you clearly know how to bake. Even though your snacks are geared toward those with a certain... taste." Hoseok spoke casually as he quickly measured the circumference and length of different parts of Hideo's muscular arms. Considering how he was used to wearing more casual and comfortable clothes, he wanted to make something that wouldn't make him feel too constricted. now it came down to his lower half and Hoseok didn't hesitate to slip to his knees in front of the older male. His hands dragged gently along Hideo's inner thigh as he wrapped the measuring tape around one. "I don't know yet. I was only kidding about the butler suit, you know? Even though you'd look good in literally anything. Maybe I'll make us matching onesies, since you seem to like them so much."

@ΔΧΛ ¹ hongjoong Ⓟ San let out a soft purr as the other smoothed his hair back down and kissed him back softly “now... should we get back to me modeling and you sketching~? We should finish that first and then you can me if you want sweets~”

@ΣΥΤ ¹ san Ⓟ "Same though." Hongjoong chuckled, smoothing San's hair back down from where he'd tugged on it earlier. "Good, good." he figured the other's throat and jaw would probably be sore later, but there wasn't really anything to be done about it, and cleary San had enjoyed it. Standing up, he leaned in and kissed his lips softly.

@ΔΧΛ ¹ hongjoong Ⓟ San swallowed the in his mouth and his lips, looking up at the other. “Mmh. 10 out of 10 would do this again” he said, his voice a little hoarse from the abuse on my throat. He took his hand and stood up, smiling and shaking his head “I’m fine sweets~”

@ΣΥΤ ¹ san Ⓟ Panting, Hongjoong slumped in his chair, trying to catch his breath when he was done filling San's mouth. "Holy ..." he breathed in awe and reached down, wiping San's mouth. "You're ing skilled." he offered the taller a hand up, feeling a little bad about how rough he'd been. "Are you alright? Do you need some water or something?"

@ΔΧΛ ³ wonho Hands stuffed inside the pockets of the cargo shorts, posture straight and gaze remained on the other, Hideo smiled, "usually I don't care about people's opinion so it surprised me when onesies made me care." An amused eyebrow quirked, "would it be possible for me to see you in that onesie?" He had never seen another masculine man in a onesie before so he was curious.

"But talents worth more than appearance, no? Beauty isn't everything." As much as he like to believe in that, reality is the opposite. Wonho's remark made him smile and nodded in appreciation, "You really think so? But I'm nowhere near artistic though."

Even with the zero proximity, Hideo managed to remain cool. The younger could do it without closing in the distance between them but he just had to tease. A knowing smile met the teasing smirk. "Hmm. You're right. Much, much better." Now that he thought about it, Wonho was right. "What are you planning to dress me in?"

@ΔΧΛ ¹ hongjoong Ⓟ San felt his eyes begin to water a bit as the other continued to abuse his throat, soon releasing deep down his throat. San gagged slightly at the feeling but didn’t pull back and instead began moving his head up and down once again but at a slower pace as he milked out the smaller male’s .

@ΣΥΤ ¹ san Ⓟ San obviously wasn't letting up, so he must have wanted to swallow. Hongjoong gripped his hair even tighter, ing without restraint. He let out soft whimpers as the tension in his gut built, and finally the dam burst, and he shot his seed straight into San's hot mouth. "God... oh god... San... .. ..." he moaned, hips stuttering as he reached his high.

@ΔΧΛ ¹ hongjoong Ⓟ San’s Brows furrowed a bit as he tried to relax his throat so it wouldn’t press back against Hongjoong’s as he moved his hips. San looked up, his gaze with the smaller male, his cheeks hollowed and letting his throat close around the head of his . He let out a soft hum in response to his words, not pulling back but instead pressing closer, wanting the other to down his throat.

@ΣΥΤ ¹ san Ⓟ Hongjoong sped up, ing into San's throat with strong hips. Being a dancer had it's perks sometimes. It was almost unreal that San wanted to be used so harshly like this, but it was hot. The smaller whimpered as he felt his approaching. "I'm ing gonna ..." he warned, not sure if San wanted it on him, in his mouth, or neither. He didn't want to something the other didn't want.

@gardener hideo "You were ashamed of wearing a onesie before? I own one, too, you know. Their comfy. Where's the shame in that?" Wonho winked playfully, letting his fingers graze along Hideo's broad back as he measured a bit further down. He took a moment afterwards to jot down the numbers on the notepad behind him before he forgot.

"I don't think it's a fraternity requirement, but the entertainment industry puts a lot of stock into appearance. I think it just trickles down." He theorized, though he hadn't really put much thought into why everyone was so attractive until that moment. "You'd fit right in with us."

Pressing a finger into the small of Hideo's back to hold the measuring tape, Wonho slowly sauntered around him and wrapped his other arm around his waist, broad chest pressing against the gardener's as he brought the tape to meet together behind his back. He lingered there for a moment, a small smirk tugging at his lips, before he unlooped his arms from around him to look at the number. "Oh, I do work on my own body. But it's like getting off, isn't it? It's so much better when you have a partner."

@ΔΧΛ ¹ hongjoong Ⓟ San purred softly into his when the other gripped and began tugging on his hair. He let the tip bury deep down his throat as he followed his cheeks and pressed his tongue flat against the underside of his . He began playing with the other’s balls, humming against his as the other began roughly ing his throat. He would end up getting a sore throat but he didn’t mind that at all.

@ΣΥΤ ¹ san Ⓟ Hongjoong felt his cheeks heat up at San's request. It wasn't everyday that a boy that pretty wanted to be ravished so roughly. The small male complied though, tugging on San's hair and ing deep into his mouth, soft moans spilling from his lips. "God... San..mmf..." his flushed cheeks nearly matched his hair as he gazed down at the other with lust darkened eyes and watched his beautiful mouth being ed by his .

@ΔΧΛ ³ wonho Hideo held the admiring gaze then proceeded to scan his clothing. Most of the frat boys were quite fashionable and good looking. Which made him wondered if it was requirement to have a sense of fashion and have good looks ."Come on now. Don't look down on yourself. I know you can be like him, someday." A wink was given before he continued, "receiving such compliment from a fashion design student gives me a confidence boost. I feel like I can wear a onesie without shame now." He chuckled jokingly but would seriously put on a onesie. "I'm curious, is it a fraternity requirement to be good looking and fashionable?" Gaze stuck on the other again. Never once looking away. Even when Wonho stepped behind him, he looked at him through the mirror, watching him work in silence. "Why didn't you work on your own body? It looks better than mine."

@gardener hideo As the man moved closer, Wonho let his eyes devour the sight of him. The gardener's clothes were plain and comfortable in a fashion that he himself was guilty of sporting on lazy days or when he went traveling. There was nothing wrong with choosing to wear something cozy over the often painful sacrifices one had to make for looking runway-stunning. "Marc Jacobs? I wish. I don't think it's even possible for you to look boring, though. If that makes you feel any better." He assured him with a comforting smile and pushed himself away from the table so he could saunter over to grab his measuring tape. Coming back to where Hideo stood before the mirror, he tilted his head to admire him one more time before he stepped behind his broad back. He stretched out the roll of measuring tape, holding one end against the male's broad shoulder and measuring the distance between the opposite. "I'm not trying to change you or anything. You just have a great body and it's not something I get to work with everyday."

@ΔΧΛ ³ wonho The teasing manner was caught on and the knowing smirk was returned with a smile as Hideo took a few steps closer. The male find teases to be quite enjoyable so he didn't mind if he went home with a huge frustration. After all, where's the fun in getting everything you want with just a snap of a finger? "Actually I enjoy the distractions. As long as I get the job done, I'm good." Said the older. He knew the other would point out his boring choice of clothing and no, he didn't come over for a makeover or fashion tips. He simply wanted to help and it was a genuine intention. "Jeans and shorts." Lips parted, tongue swiping over upper lip. "I look boring don't I?" Hideo looked at himself in the huge mirror, although in his eyes, he looked good and that nothing was wrong with it. "So Marc Jacobs, what did you have in store for me?"

@gardener hideo Noticing the way that Hideo's gaze was drawn to the pale expanse of his thighs, the corners of Wonho's lips quirked up into a knowing smirk and he didn't hesitate to lean against the table he'd claimed as his work station, stretching out his muscular legs to put them on display. "Maybe you just have a short attention span. Ever considered Adderall to help you not be so distracted?" He suggested playfully, his arms crossed over his broad chest. The vice president wasn't naive to the obvious flirtations, but he also wasn't one to play so easily into someone's hands. After all, he did have a task in mind when he invited Hideo to the studio and it involved putting clothes /on/ him, not taking them off. Not yet, anyway. "So... Is this-" He gestured vaguely to the gardener's plain choice of outfit. "-your normal style?"

@ΔΧΛ ³ wonho Quizzical eyebrows knitted together upon seeing an empty room. It was strange. Wonho did ask to meet him in the art studio.

"Are you looking for someone?"

The gardener turned around to see an unfamiliar male student who squeezed past him to enter the room.

"Do you know Wonho from Delta Chi Lambda? He said to meet him in the art studio?"

"It must be the one at the frat house because he's not here."

"Thanks."

Another quizzical brows appeared. Hideo tried to remember what Wonho said to him the other day. It took him about two minutes and he laughed at himself. "He did mention the frat house. Ahh I'm so forgetful." And so the gardener made his way towards the Delta Chi Lambda house. It was a long walk and he was almost lost until he saw the house's banners from afar. "Damn this campus can be a deadly maze."

A member let him in and showed him the art studio. A smile graced his face when he saw the other. "Hey." The door was closed behind him, eyes wandering about momentarily before it landed on the other - Wonho was quite fashionable unlike himself. His style was plain yet comfortable and it wasn't because of his age but rather his preference. An appreciative gaze taking in the view before him. "What a lovely sight." Hideo referred to the exposed thighs with an impish look about him. "No matter how distracted I am, I always get the job done and speaking of distraction; how come you only distract me now?"

@ΔΧΛ ¹ hongjoong Ⓟ San let out a soft hum and looked up at the other “even better” he said before he sank down lower onto the other’s length. He pulled back just enough to mumble against the tip of his muttering a soft “choke me with your . my throat” before taking in the full length once again, relaxing his throat and letting the other buck up into his mouth.

@gardener hideo Contrary to what people might think, there were two art studios on campus. One was, of course, in the art building where it could easily host classes, but the one with a calmer, homely atmosphere was actually nestled at the Delta Chi Lambda house. The president who founded the fraternity had used the funding from his first year to give his dedicated members a place close to home where they could let their creative juices (and sometimes other juices, let's be honest) flow freely. Wonho kept his sewing machine in his room most of the time, but it was nearly impossible to create and cut out patterns in such a confined space. Thus, he found himself holed up in the studio on some days, the windows pushed open to let in the breeze outside as he worked. He was currently bent over a particular pattern and cutting it into fabric when he heard the door open and a familiar, yet unexpected voice.sounding its greeting. "Well, well. Look who decided to show up." He drawled with a simpering smirk as he straightened to admire the fraternity's gardener, his blonde bangs pushed back out of his eyes with a cloth headband. Dressed far more comfortably that usual (by his eccentric fashion standards), Hoseok sported a BMS' sport's team sweater that was purposely modified with a low cut neckline and ties in the front that would expose his chest if they weren't neatly laced up. Pale, muscular thighs were on full display in shorts that were far too small, the black tattooed scrawl across one thigh clearly visible. "I thought for a while you'd never get done trimming those hedges with all those little twinks distracting you."

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@ΔΧΛ ³ wonho A refreshing shower made him energetic again. The usual exhaustion still lingered but his eyes were wide awake so he would be fine. Doning a black t-shirt, a pair of cargo shorts and flip flops, Hideo exited the gym's locker room with a brown bagpack strapped over one shoulder. "Art studio..." He muttered while strolling towards the art building, greeting a few familiar faces with a smile and a 'hey'. Hideo was looking forward to become Wonho's model. It was his first time so he was quite excited. Clueless as to where the art studio was, the male asked around and one student took him there. "Thanks." A few gentle knocks was delivered, not wanting to startle Wonho or anyone in the room. The knob was turned and a head poked in. "Yo?"

@ΣΥΤ ¹ san Ⓟ "Mmm. I'm glad the feeling is mutual." Hongjoong smirked. "Why not both?" He petted San's hair and caressed his cheek with his thumb, staring in awe at his pretty lips as he . "..." he hissed, his fingers gripping the other's hair tightly. He rolled his hips and groaned, his head tilting back in pleasure. San had a skilled mouth, and Hongjoong thanked his lucky stars that he got to be on the receiving end of it.