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MOVED FROM DISCORD (203) — continued from here.

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"mm," he hummed at the mention of somewhere warm — yeah, he could get down with that. perhaps it was his tired mind just taking whatever idea of warmth he could get and running with it, but sitting in the sun for hours sounded too good right about now. "'ve never been to africa," he murmured, "greece, either." if he could think about it, he'd probably be shaking ares with the desire of moving to greece. i mean, what a fucking idea. beach, history — he'd be all over it. he'd never want to leave, really. but he supposed that that was a large part of why it could work; it'd be the perfect place for them to do whatever they wanted. "island. don't want a big city, either." he'd had enough of his fair share of those, of clusterfucks of people everywhere he went — perhaps that's why he quietly leaned towards the more subtle options given. one hand began scratching gently at ares' back, as his head tilted up the slightest bit, just so he could press his lips to his skin. "why — why haven't you slept, hm? counting sheep didn't work?"

“we can go to both. you just have to pick one to live at.” ares already had a system of sorts, all they really had to do was adapt seunggi to it. find their own system, one that worked for the both of them. “i usually have everything sent to my new location, and travel for a few weeks to give it time to get wherever it’s going.” was murmured as he kept his slow pace, fingers running through his boyfriends hair contently. “so … a small coastal city in africa or greece.” that was easy to work with, it would make it easy for them to dive into. to do research, to look at pictures. ares was excited — as he always was when it came time to move. or he usually was. but with seunggi in the picture, when he had thought they would eventually have to go their separate ways? god, it was miserable to think about. or had been. “i was thinking about it all. about you.” ares murmured with a tip of his own head to leave a kiss against the crook of seunggi’s neck. “thinking about how excited i am to see your smile on some beach somewhere. thinking about if you’d even want to.” his fingers tugged gently at the others hair with a soft sigh. “i’ve been dreading my next move, but not anymore. now i’m just … happy.”

seunggi let out a soft snort at that, "greece, then." they had the prospect of all the time in the world hanging at their fingertips, didn't they? so he might as well choose the option that had him genuinely excited — there was always the chance for more. especially considering it was ares he was with; he was surprised he managed to keep him tied down to one spot for so long, really. he always seemed like he was bursting at the seams to go wherever he could and, for once, seunggi had that same energy building. "me," he repeated almost inquisitively, mind slowly buzzing as to what about him would have kept his boyfriend up all night. but when he continued, seunggi let out a small sigh of contentment and understanding. "i'd go anywhere with you. no questions asked." it was true for the most part — maybe not before all of these decisions were put on the table, begging to be made. but now that they were really together, devoted to one another? he'd do anything and everything for ares, with very little exceptions. "baby," was murmured into his skin, his melting further into the other's hold ensuing with ease. it was a shared feeling, being so comfortable, so happy — it was unparalleled. "that makes me happy." his hand moved to slide down his side in appreciation before slipping back to his back. "you deserve to be happy always. 's all i want — to make you happy."

“greece it is. should we look for a little house on a mountain side? they have those there, i think. ones that overlook the water.” ares could be making things up right now for all he knew. but that was what the internet was for, so he wasn’t worried. “oh, and a boat. if we’re going to greece we need a boat.” one they could take out and away from beaches and other people, where they could relax and do whatever they wanted. “what about a houseboat?” came next, words joking as both arms moved to wrap around his boyfriend instead. his eyes closed with a soft hum, and then he was moving to be more on his back, which meant he was tugging seunggi along. as if he was going to let go of him. “you’re very, very good at it.” making him happy, that is. “you should go back to sleep, it’s still so early.” was murmured with a soft kiss to seunggi’s neck. “we can talk about this later. maybe with coffee, and something to eat.”

“that’d be nice,” he agreed, already able to tell that when he fell back asleep, he’d likely end up dreaming about this, their future together. a little house on the mountainside, all the gyros they could ever need. maybe a little goat, just for fun. he’d like a goat. “can you drive a boat?” was the obvious next question. if not, he supposed it wouldn’t be hard for either of them to get a greek license, or whatever they’d need. the mention of a house boat had him snorting quietly, the noise melting into a slight snicker. “the boat would sink with all of your stuff on it.” a pause. “unless we get a big one.” he didn’t think the suggestion was serious, but it was a little amusing imagining them cruising around on a cruise ship for two. he moved with ease, quietly settling on top of ares as his hands sought to rest on his sides again so they wouldn’t fall asleep. “are you? sleeping, i mean.” he asked as if he’d be able to pull himself out of his little tired daze with ease if his boyfriend said no (though, he was sure he could manage to find a way). but he was truly intent on making sure he got some semblance of rest while he could. “diner? hm? or are y’gonna let me cook for you?”

“ive been on boats. it can’t be that hard to drive one.” ares felt his smile turn more amused at the thought. they would be able to figure it out, he knew it wouldn’t be a problem. just another skill they could add onto the list. “stop,” ares laughed too, arms squeezing around the other man before he realized again. “i want to talk about that too — my stuff.” his hands resumed their movements, mostly just letting his thumbs rub small circles into seunggi’s skin. “i probably will, who knows.” he was sure he’d fall asleep eventually, whether it was within ten minutes or in the form of a mid morning nap. either way his eyes were closed in the moment, body nothing but relaxed as time ticked by. “i like when you cook for me.” an easy statement said with that same smile. he really did, anything from a sandwich to a full blown meal — he wasn’t picky. “and not just like, you offering your neck.” was added after a minute with a quiet snicker of his own.

“ah, so finally something i can teach you,” he noted under his breath, along with a soft laugh. “‘s not hard. and you’re a smart cookie, you can do it.” especially with his experience with cars and whatnot, seunggi was sure ares could pick it up in no time. “do you?” he mused, again his mind getting to work trying to fill in the blanks. “got me curious. but later.” he wasn’t sure he’d retain much after a point, especially with ares making him so comfortable. his hands tugged at the blankets to pull them tighter around them, his head lifting a bit in the process to make sure all the bases were covered. “well, i want to make sure you’re actually fed,” he grinned, letting his eyes wander along his boyfriend’s resting face before pressing a kiss to his chin. “should’ve never told me food does nothing for you,” he teased, settling his face back into ares’ warmth. “would’ve had me cooking for you twenty-four-seven.”

“you teach me stuff all the time. keeping me young.” ares teased, head lifting to press a kiss to the top of his boyfriends head. “mhm, i do. later.” considering seunggi felt like he was a full minute away from going completely relaxed and asleep, he wasn’t going to push any detailed conversation on him. “you feed all my needs, don’t you worry.” his hands squeezed against seunggi’s back, one moving lower to rub circles into his lower back while the other stayed put. “food tastes good, that’s enough for me.” another huff of a laugh, smile growing as his eyes closed again. “should have told you i need double the normal amount to live. what a rookie mistake.”

“mm, absolute rookie. like you were born yesterday,” he hummed out lazily, lips pressing together as his breaths grew slower. he fell asleep quicker than he anticipated — or, really, he stayed up longer than he anticipated, considering they had close to a whole conversation. but he was overwhelmed by his drowsiness quite quickly, once again melting further on top of ares as he fell entirely relaxed. but, of course, he managed to murmur out a quiet ‘i love you’ somewhere in between as a small reminder.

it wasn’t hard for ares to actually follow suit this time around. his boyfriends weight on top of him helped, he knew that was the biggest factor. well, that, and the lack of sleep to begin with. though if anything it was only an hour or two — considering he woke up early most days anyway his body was keeping to the routine. not that he minded — not that he was going anywhere. if anything ares was just readjusting his grip on the other, all but hugging him. though this time around ares was right back to rubbing at seunggi’s back, maybe in hopes of slowly rousing the other.

for a solid minute or two, seunggi tried to ignore the fact that — surprise! — the sun was up now, resulting in his trying to will himself back to sleep. in any other case, ares’ hands on his back would’ve helped him knock out again, but he could tell by the other’s breathing that he was awake. and that? that was half the reason he let out a sleepy groan, his head turning to plant his face into ares’ pillow. it took him a second to readjust to the fact that it was time to actually get up now, resulting in a muffled, “morning.” a hand clumsily reached for one of ares’, just hold for now. “— did you sleep?”

ares was grinning the moment he realized the other finally woke. sue him, he was selfish in wanting seunggi up. “good morning, baby.” a second good morning, he supposed. seunggi’s second, his first — not that it mattered in the long run. “i woke up, so — yeah, i slept.” ares mused quietly as his hand gladly found its way into seunggi’s own. “you kept me so warm, i think i knocked right out.” his other hand moved up into seunggi’s hair, eyes opening at last to flick downwards at him. “you know what?”

“good.” he was truly happy to hear it; he might’ve even tried to pull him back in for another morning nap just to get something in him. he let out a huff of a laugh, “learning all of the tricks from your bed. this thing’s made for hibernation.” it was true — seunggi could probably tack on an extra hour or two to his regular sleep schedule just from how comfortable it was. a content sigh spilled out at the hand in his hair, leaving his fingers running gently along the other’s arm. “what?”

“when your life is never ending, a great bed is almost mandatory.” ares laughed softly, chest rising with a content intake of breath. that was one thing he’s learned not to compromise on, comfort. pay for it, experience it — have whatever made life that much better. “i think when we sleep i like, wander into your dreams.” he murmured after a moment of trying to figure out how to word it. “s’like a movie.” of course he wouldn’t do it if he knew how to stop it — but, well. he can’t train his sleeping self. “i don’t know why i would dream about a goat. why were you dreaming about a goat?” there was another laugh as he gently scratched his fingers against seunggi’s scalp.

well, that? that piqued his interest. if his face wasn’t hidden, it’d probably be contorting into one of confusion — he was aware of the whole thoughts thing, but dreams, too? it made sense, actually, but now he was curious as to how many times such a thing had happened. he didn’t mind it, really — it wasn’t like he could outright control what he was dreaming about, nor did he think ares could control what he did while he was sleeping, either. but the mention of the goat had his head lifting, eyebrows raised in pleasant surprise. he let out a small few laughs at first, like trying to cope with the ridiculousness of his dream and how embarrassing it was that that’s what ares saw, until he was spiraling into a fit of laughter out of pure amusement. “oh, god —“ his free hand moved to cover his eyes before he tried to hide in his boyfriend’s chest. “i — i thought it’d be fun to have a goat, you know, when we move.” now that he had to say it outloud, the ridiculousness again began to sink in. nope, not a cat or a dog. a goat. seunggi wanted a goat. “i can’t believe that’s what you remembered of all things.”

fresh from what ares would consider a nap, seunggi on top of him, and laughter filling the air? he was pretty sure this was how he wanted every single morning to look like. or as close as he could get. it had his features melting into more of a fond expression, soft smile tugging at his lips as embarrassment seemed to wash over his boyfriend. “we can get a goat. a little baby one. that would be so cute.” as if he’d deny the other, especially when it was something so cute like that. “i don’t know what goats need but we can figure it out.” obviously they could, that’s how this went. new things meant looking up how to work with them, goats included. “you were smiling so big, of course that’s the part i remember.” a hand was moving to go in search of seunggi’s chin, smile still present right up until he was puckering his lips.

“you’d want one?” it seemed like a bit of an insane idea, really. neither of them were farm people — or at least he didn’t think they were. who knew if ares had managed to live on a farm at some point in his life. but seunggi, by all means, was not. hence why he was nodding along at ares’ words, a small smile stuck on his lips as he picked his head up once and for all. “i promise i won’t try to talk you into a whole farm. just a goat.” for now. he’d put good money on wanting a pig or two at some point — maybe not in the next century, but at some point. the mention of his smile made his literal one grow fond, eyes softening as he moved in to give ares what they both wanted. he kept the kiss short and sweet, only to go back in for another after a second or two. he might’ve even gone in for a third if he wasn’t a little bit intent on pressing a hand to his chest so he could rest his chin on it with ease. “did you see yourself? or just the goat?”

“why not? it’ll be something we can learn together.” ares was sure he’s never had a pet or animal under his roof ever — never a bad time to start, though. “we could get a turtle — they live so long. a big tortoise. could have it for like two hundred years or something.” maybe after the goat — or the goat first and they can see how they do with it. “we might have to get two goats, so it has a friend.” once he got not only one, but two kisses, that hand found its way back into seunggi’s hair. “mhm, i’m sure i was in there somewhere. i recall your dreams as badly as i’d recall my own.” he gave a soft teasing tug to his boyfriends hair. “i think my favorite ones are your wet dreams.” the teasing was still going, it seemed, as was his smile ever present. “those ones almost always wake me up.”

as if it was possible for his heart to get any happier. his hand squeezed at ares’, until his thumb sought to run along the other’s knuckles. “a turtle would be funny, actually. it’d probably get tired of us after the first twenty years.” he let out a quiet snort at the thought — adopting a tortoise older than him, but one (obviously) younger than ares. a real ride or die if he ever saw one. “mm, you were everywhere, from what i remember.” he gave a soft hum, “you were the reason i was smiling so much.” and the goat, but, well, could he be blamed? it was a fucking goat. at those words, however, his lips parted to form a slow smile before he let out another huff. “you — oh my god —” if the embarrassment couldn’t get worse, it somehow went against all odds. he didn’t know why he was so flustered over such a thing; it wasn’t like he wasn’t honest with what he wanted and when, anyway. but somehow, knowing that ares knew and had known? that had his cheeks slowly going red. “so you like what you see, hm?”

“if we give him lots of crunchy vegetables he’ll love us. or her. i don’t think it matters.” was it bad that he was already thinking over names? for the hypothetical tortoise and goats? “maybe — “ then his brows were furrowing with the mere idea of it. “maybe i never see myself because i just — i’m what you’re seeing.” yeah, no - he didn’t know what to do with this kind of information. “m’seein’ it in first person.” ares added with a laugh, smile staying put as he let his gaze wander over seunggi’s features. “i always like what i see. you’re always just what i need.” dreams and otherwise, obviously. “so should i start waking you up so we can reenact these dreams?” ares was mostly teasing here — he liked letting seunggi get his beauty rest, and wouldn’t want to tear him away from a good dream. that, and he had two capable hands himself.

“hm, maybe.” his eyes drifted a little bit at that. it’d make sense — if ares was there, watching, he might as well be in the dream. weirdly, he wasn’t bothered by this, of all things. he’d certainly heard weirder; this was just a typical day for them, wasn’t it? “you know the answer is yes,” he answered with a laugh, even as his legs shifted out of instinct. “i’d rather actually have my hands on you. dreams are just me filling in the blanks, no?” seunggi’s head tilted at that, only to press his lips to the back of his own hand in thought. “you wouldn’t — you don’t even have to wake me up. you can just…” a slight tilt of his head. “touch. make it real.”

“you’d rather get handsy over sleeping? noted.” ares huffed a quiet laugh and sighed again, head turning just a little even if his eyes stayed put. “hm?” came next, tone somewhat questioning as he heard what was being said, or more what was being hinted at. “you want me to wake you up with my hands on you, baby? my mouth?” ares mused, smile growing with a lift of his brow too. “it’s safe to say as long as you’re already dreaming about it that you wouldn’t mind?” game changer, honestly. “pulling you right out of the dream into the real thing could be fun.”

“cant believe you’d even have to ask,” seunggi scoffed. “there’s enough time in the day for me to nap if i need to.” and as if he’d turn down the opportunity to let ares get his hands on him. he was greedy, what could he say? even more so, now that he knew they were on the same page. an eyebrow quirked in response to the tone he received, internally unsure of how such a thing would be received. “yes, yes i do,” he murmured in response. “as long as i’m dreaming about it, it’s fair game.” his hand wiggled free from under his chin to card through ares’ hair, mostly just opting to brush it away from his face. “i trust you. more than anyone. even if you peek at my goat dreams.”

“i’m always going to ask.” at least once, just to make sure, and then? well as long as he didn’t get a genuine stop then they’d have all sorts of fun. and considering he was more than one hundred percent sure that if either one of them wasn’t in the mood for something they’d voice it? he could only smile more so. “the feeling is mutual.” was murmured as his own hand seemed to mimic seunggi’s in pushing his boyfriends hair up off his forehead. “oh, baby, i wasn’t just peeking — i might as well have had a bag of popcorn.” he joked, head lifting to land a kiss to his nose. “i love you so much but m’just a little hot and i can’t reach the remote.” came next with a snicker of a laugh.

the sentiment had seunggi pausing for a moment, only to reach and press a kiss to ares’ cheek. it was an important thing for him, even if he didn’t quite know to voice just how much. but the sentimentality ended there, because the second the joking kicked in, he was moving to shove gently at his boyfriend’s chest. and then there was more, resulting in that same hand resting on ares’ mouth with a grin, just to subside the laughs. “should take your pants off, then. problem solved.” a joke, mostly, considering he rolled off of the other’s frame, a slight huff falling free once his back hit the mattress, just to be met with more warmth. “god, i love this thing.”

whiplash — ares was getting whiplash from seunggis actions. not that his smile disappeared, if anything he only smiled more. kisses and shoves, all done in love. or so he would tell himself until the day he died — well. maybe not quite but the saying stuck either way. “you should take my pants off.” was his counter reply, his own laugh following as he tossed whatever blankets still laid over him away. “pretty sure you judged me for it the first time. i’ll never forget.” an obvious tease.

“you want me to take your pants off? i’ll take your pants off,” he mused from where he was rolling onto his side, only to roll onto his stomach. his arms folded to slip under the pillow his head was on. “i just can’t promise your dick won’t end up somewhere else.” and at the mentioning of judging, he was snorting out a laugh. “can you blame me? you’re living in the year ten-thousand with this thing. it’s like sitting in a toaster, it’s so nice.”

“i do like when you take my pants off. my clothes off in general.” was his answer as he turned his head, of which was followed by his whole body turning instead. any chance he could get to lovingly look at the other man, he would. “i do like that too.” he added with an amused laugh as a hand was lifted to find its way to seunggi’s side. “after breakfast you can have my dick wherever you want it. have me wherever you want.” a squeeze to seunggi’s side, and then he was forcing himself into a sitting position. “i like the massaging part — and the cooling. but it’s cold outside so,” you know, heat made more sense. his hand landed against seunggi’s ass in a smack, smile ever present. “you promised me a home cooked meal. kind of.”

"alright, i'll hold you to that," unless ares changed his mind. then that'd be an entirely different story. but for now he was letting his lips curl into a grin at ares' attention turning towards him, and just the slightest bit wider when his hand squeezed his side. "gonna have to try the massage part some time. if you come home to me looking like i'm dancing on my side, that's why." he could also could very much enjoy the cooling but, of course, everyone preferred heat, didn't they? he let out a 'pft' in response to the smack at his ass, one hand escaping from underneath the pillow in an attempt to grab at the perpetrating hand with a laugh. "oh, did i?" when his fingers wrapped around ares' wrist, he pried it away, just to let both hands shake it as he rolled onto his back once more. "i know, i know. 'm just — slowly rolling my way there." and enjoying the heat while he still had it. at least until he was dropping ares' hand entirely so he could toss his legs over the side of the bed. "what're you in the mood for?"

“you’ve never tried it?” he scoffed and was clearly surprised, though his attention turned to the hand now around his. “ ares couldn’t help the laugh that burst from his lips when seunggi got his wrist. his amusement was clear as seunggi actually shook him, and while he didn’t stop it he was tugging like that would get seunggi moving. “my bed has you in his grasp, huh?” he teased, and once the other was sitting up he was moving to stand between his legs with both hands finding either side of his face. “bacon? and whatever else.” was mused before he leaned in for a kiss, an obvious next move. “i’ll even make you a coffee for your troubles.”

"nope," seunggi answered simply, almost amused at the shock he received. "i didn't want to break it, or anything. so you'll have to show me how you change the settings, and all that." turning it on was obvious — he assumed it was close to turning on or changing the temperature when it came to the remote. but fixing the settings? that was a different story. the last thing he wanted was the floor shaking like there was an earthquake. if he could find more energy in him, he'd be tugging ares back, too, but breakfast was breakfast and it seemingly wasn't waiting for anyone. his hands curled around the back of both of ares' thighs, hands smoothing over the area gently as he tilted his head to look up at him. "bacon hardly counts as a meal, but fine." but when food really meant nothing to a vampire, he supposed it kind of did count as one. he'd just cook whatever he was in the mood for and double it — he doubted ares would complain, anyway. he leaned upward to meet him for the kiss, humming happily as his hands offered a squeeze. "thank you, baby." which was followed by a kiss pressed to his wrist. "— do you want me to turn this thing off?"

“it would be so hard for you to break it. it’s just a bed.” his words were nothing but teasing as he looked down at the other. “unless you use the adjustable part and jump on it or something.” either way? it was just stuff, it could be replaced easily. and as long as seunggi enjoyed himself? who cared. “it counts as a meal if i eat enough of it.” anything could, really. or more it could give that full feeling. a carton of ice cream. a pound of bacon. three sandwiches. the list was endless, and it was hit or miss on if it was classified as an actual meal or not. “yes, please. unless you want to come back up after breakfast, we can keep it warm.” there was reluctance to pull away, so he only took a step back to give the other man room to stand. “have a flavor in mind for you coffee or just whatever i pull out of the drawer?” he’d definitely go digging for whatever flavor or type seunggi wanted, and was prepared to do so.

"maybe i'll do that, then. i amend my previous statement: if you see me jumping on it like a trampoline when you come home, this is why," he snorted out a laugh. "a pound of bacon, coming right up then!" a pound of bacon was most definitely not coming right up, but maybe somewhere close to it. because, why the hell not? as long as he didn't burn it, he was sure they could find a use for it. a hum in thought, "i'll leave it on for now. just in case." he didn't doubt there'd be some urge to drag ares right back up, no matter how much of the morning they'd already spent stuck under the sheets. if they didn't find their way back up, then he'd, of course, be the one to go out of his way to turn it off. his hands traveled upward as he moved to stand in the space between ares and the bed, his hands settling on the man's lower back. "whatever you pull out is fine," he smiled, leaning in to press a kiss to the corner of his lips. only then did his hands lift to settle on his boyfriend's forearms, tugging him along with him as he moved to begin out of the room. "not too picky this morning, if you can believe it."

“you know … i think i would actually love to see you jumping on it.” ares was one hundred percent sure he would absolutely love every second of it, and might even join in. mostly due to the fact he knew the smile he’d get would be worth it. “or let me take you to a trampoline park.” that wasn’t exactly the same, sure, but it would get the job done. probably. “i don’t know, i think between the two of us we could eat a whole pound of anything.” definitely not, even in the case of bacon he was sure his salt tolerance would break him. “don’t go getting my hopes up for more cuddles if you’re not following through.” his tone was near pointed, even if it went totally against the smiling face that was paired with it. “hmm,” he let his own hands find their way to seunggi’s hips, watching the other contently. “i’ll pick two different flavors for us and let you pick.” an easy compromise, one that would narrow the options from like fifteen to two. “the real question is do you want a big cup or a smaller one? i might do a smaller one so i —“ there was a sudden pause, like he just had an epiphany as they walked. why was he limiting his caffeine when it didn’t work on him that way? all this time, wasted. “never mind, i’m having a big one.”

"i'll go to a trampoline park any time," was noted with a laugh. "i've never been to one — too many kids, i'd think. would be scared i'd squish them, or something. but i do hear they have dodgeball, so prepare to have your ass handed to you." he doubted he'd really win if they had an actual game, obviously because of the difference in strength levels here. but that didn't mean he wouldn't be willing to try. "you're the one dragging me out of bed, i wasn't sure if you'd want any more," he laughed once more, offering a light shove at the tone he received. well, it was somewhat true. he was sure he'd get hit with a line similar to 'always wanting cuddles', but, you know, circumstances change. but on the other hand, they might just change again when seunggi managed to shove some food down his throat. the universe knew he'd be ready to lay down for hours after just about every meal. "that works. might just pick with my eyes closed, but that works." he didn't think there was a single option in ares' drawer that he disliked, so. a fun little game of russian roulette. he listened intently as his boyfriend spoke while he walked, but the sudden silence had him raising both of his eyebrows, clearly hanging on every word. the final verdict had him chuckling, "i'll do a small one, i think. always time for more later." that, and he didn't think he might have to be carried around if he had too much of anything. "might just do eggs. can't go wrong with those, right? can whip you up and omlette, if you want. and woo you with my flipping skills," of which was followed by a smug wiggle of his eyebrows.

“we could go to one that has an obstacle course in it. i doubt they would have little little kids there, right? maybe like — teenagers.” worst comes to worst and they just rent a trampoline park. it wasn’t like that was really out of their realm of possibilities. “oh, god — you don’t want to play dodgeball with me. you’ll go flying.” ares was joking, of course. he likes to think at this age he had a good handle on how to control his strength… though there was no telling. he might push it just a little to see how seunggi handled it. “uh, yeah. dragging you to the kitchen, for food. that’s love.” was said with a grin as he gave a gentle tug with the hopes of bringing the other man into his side. “in that case i’ll just pick the one i want more.” a snort of a laugh as he glanced away from seunggi to make sure they didn’t go tumbling down the stairs. he only offered a nod in answer, one big and one small — that was easy enough. and more reason for him to pick his first, seeing as seunggi didn’t care. “eggs and bacon is a classic.” one that he already felt himself excited to shovel down his pie hole. “a cheese omelette?” that smile returned as he looked right back to his boyfriend, his own brows raising. “flipping skills? better be careful you don’t make me swoon. you’ll have to pick me up off the floor.”

"oh, god — you'd fuckin' have me bouncing from wall to wall, wouldn't you?" he couldn't help but laugh thinking about it, even if he doubted such a thing would ever actually occur. it'd probably be a little bit amusing, even if he'd end up going splat like a bug on a windshield. seunggi moved with ease to walk next to the other, his closer arm lifting to sit on his shoulder before letting his hand find his hair to offer a teasing tug. he jokingly scowled at ares seemingly messing with his fun (not that he'd ever deny him from getting what he wanted, anyway, especially in the form of a cup of coffee). "a cheese omelette," he agreed decisively, his head nodding to show that yup, such a thing could be done. "oh, don't worry. i'll have a spatula ready to peel you off the floor when i'm done." he ruffled the other's hair at that before letting his arm just settle over his shoulder. "should see me with pancakes. fuckin' stellar with those things, like i walked right off of the food network."

“you wouldn’t even see it coming.” ares teased, head turning to flash a happy grin. maybe they’d have to do that twice. one with human seunggi, and the other once he’s turned. he could only imagine what that would look like to anyone else. pure insanity. “how sweet. it’s only fair you pick up the mess you’ve made anyway.” ares snorted a quiet laugh as he all but leaned into the others hold. “i’ve just had the best idea. pancakes for lunch.” was he joking? to be determined, though right now he was sure the only thing that mattered was breakfast. there was a stop from his end, conveniently close to the coffee station, though he didn’t pull away. if anything he was just getting them closer, hands falling to seunggi’s waist to tug him in for a kiss. “gonna make you put your money where your mouth is, baby.”

an eyebrow naturally quirked at the mention of ares having an idea, let alone the best one — which only resulted in seunggi lips pursing to hold in a laugh. “oh, so you’re trying to make a housewife out of me, are you?” he was in the midst of stepping away from ares and closer to where the pans were stashed away, just to be interrupted by tugs at his waist (not that that was a bad thing in his mind). his attention turned, as did his body to step in closer. “good,” he murmured before leaning in to get caught in the kiss. both of his hands found ares’ wrists while their lips were pressed together, tugging them away from his hips before he pulled away with a grin. “gonna need you to stop putting your hands on me before you accidentally postpone breakfast.”

“you can be my housewife.” a snicker escaped against the others lips, words merely joking. if anything they’d be splitting housewife duties — ares could definitely clean where seunggi cooks. “you’re just too addicting to stay away from.” ares murmured even as his hands dropped down to his sides again. if he had it his way he’d never take his hands off seunggi. “it’s your fault, really. me getting distracted by you.” was teased as he finally turned his attention to what was his task of the morning — coffee. easy. it was nothing but muscle memory at this point. turning it on, grabbing the pods. the mugs. any desired additions. “this might sound dramatic, but i want to go through all my stuff and probably get rid of a lot.” well — not throw it away, but maybe donate, or something similar.

“mhm,” he hummed, eyes flickering over ares’ features and, for a moment or two, he was too tempted to just lean in again and make that fact worse. but the teasing popped that bubble really quick, leaving him snickering under his breath. “the same thing can be said about you, you know,” he replied as his head dipped to press a chaste kiss to ares’ shoulder after he turned around. then it was his turn to actually get to work, his mission of pulling out the pans getting right back on track. he succeeded quite quickly, as within a moment or two he placed two on separate burners and put the heat on. thank god he managed to do all of that before ares spoke again because there was a large chance he would’ve dropped a pan out of pure surprise. “what? why?”

“we have a problem then, don’t we?” two men addicted to one another, nothing to really stop themselves from indulging. nothing but sleep, eating — other than that? they had free range to do whatever they wanted. “well,” ares was pushing seunggi’s mug under the machine so he could get it going. “i have a box of important stuff that’s not going anywhere. but everything else is just … taking up space.” fingers tapped against the counter as he watched the coffee brew with a tip of his head. “i want us to have room for our stuff.” whatever that might be, whatever they might collect over time. “plus if we make room i could put the important stuff out instead of in a box.” was mused with a glance over his shoulder to look at him.

“mm, maybe.” no, definitely. but he was too focused on drifting towards the fridge to seriously consider it. he didn’t think (or at least hoped) ares was expecting him to do so now, if anything. besides, his mind was also busy trying to wrap itself around his boyfriend wanted to get rid of his stuff that he’d already had for who knows how long. he listened intently to his explanation, even as he pulled out everything he’d need for each part of the meal, sliding them all onto the counter. his concern easily turned on its head; the idea of having their stuff, stuff they could have together, sent warmth barreling through his body. “oh,” he paused in his actions, instead turning his head to look at ares, too. “yeah, i want to see your important stuff make its grand debut.” he offered a soft, genuine grin before his eyebrows raised a fraction. “but you’re not going to just, get rid of things… willy nilly, right? like, this is your stuff, you know?”

the moment the machine finished its job he was moving the mug away. that was followed by making it up how his boyfriend liked it, and then he was turning fully to walk it over to him. “have i not shown you? i have a few things from my human life. from my parents.” believe it or not that particular box wasn’t full — whatever went in had to mean something to him. “we can look through it today. maybe start going through it.” it didn’t have to be done all at once, they could do it over days and weeks. little by little, he’d accomplish his self made task. “no, not willy nilly. but if we’re going to live on a mountainside or something i’d assume those houses aren’t very big. and no use having a storage unit or anything. if we can’t take it might as well give it to someone else.” a pause as he leaned his hip against the counter beside seunggi. “yard sale?” was mused with a grin.

"i think you've shown me some of it, i just wasn't sure what classified as the box," was mused with a grateful smile as he took the mug into his grasp. he brought it to his lips to blow on it a few times in the hopes of cooling it down. "we can do that. i'd like you to give me the rest of the tour." his free hand lifted to tap on his boyfriend's forehead just to show exactly what he was referring to. a few steps to the side before he grabbed a bowl, along with a fork. two eggs were cracked and tossed in as ares continued, and then seunggi got to work beating the hell out of them. a tilt of his head this way and that in thought before he nodded along. "i didn't think about that." their difference in demeanor over the whole thing was a little bit funny, actually. seunggi could never imagine giving his belongings away so easily, but he supposed after living for so long, you learn that not everything should be a permanent fixture. hopefully something he'd learn, too, with time. "a yard sale would be a good time, actually," he laughed, "i've always wanted to slap those stickers on things." and sneak little things to whatever kids showed up, but he didn't need to say all of that. "you could sell the house like this, too. fully furnished. unless —" his head lifted with a raised eyebrow, "is any of this yours? or did you buy it like this?"

“we can grab that today. keep it out of the way so we don’t get it mixed in.” highly doubtful. he’d know for sure if they grabbed up anything deemed important. “we’ll have to get two piles going. a maybe keep and a get rid of pile.” and then go through the maybe pile, and see what he actually wanted to keep. spring cleaning was never as easy as one would hope, he knew that. obviously, he had so much stuff. “i usually go through it all before each move anyway, try to keep it the same size.” there was an amused laugh as he thought about it, eyes dropping to watch as seunggi killed the eggs a second time. “you can put stickers on everything. that’s your official job now.” even if those stickers said free, or a dollar. whatever. “we can use whatever we get to buy our goats.” another laugh before he was on his way back to the coffee machine, more than ready for his own. “we could get rid of everything, for the most part.” and he was sure that could be said about seunggi as well. “it was offered fully furnished, but that stuff is never comfortable. this is all mine, but i’m not attached to any of it. well — anything but the bed. that’s coming with us, even if it takes up our entire house.” was he picturing a little cottage, or something? maybe. he really had to do research on this. “you’ll have to get your own important box. or you can share mine.” he added as he looked back to seunggi once his coffee started brewing.

no matter how often seunggi absorbed the strategies needed to move as much as ares did, he really was slacking in just how often he actually moved. "so you never leave with more than what you came with? or are there exceptions?" he was sure there had to be, right? considering that damn snow suit he wore that one day was still packed away somewhere, ares must've kept some stuff. but he supposed how long that stuff stuck around was an entirely different story. he moved to dump the eggs onto the heated pan, careful to toss an abundance of cheese in before he started laying out pieces of bacon on their respective pan. "baby, there are, like, villas in greece. you know that, right?" he gave a fond smile as he eyed him, "or we can go small and let the bed fill the entire thing. i'd love either." and it was true — he'd love an off-the-grid cottage where they could settle down with their goats, maybe a small town nearby. he could get along with either. a flip of the egg, some more cheese, along with a fold down the middle, and voila. "think i might need my own. i don't even know what would classify as important for me," he noted with a light laugh. he had things that were obvious, sure, but other things were just sentimental, and that didn't always translate to important, did it? then there was the problem of everything else: what he'd do with it, who he'd give it to… oh, this was going to be more work than he anticipated. "— can you grab me a plate? or two, please."

“give or take, yeah. it really just depends how i take to an area and what all i get.” but at the same time, ares didn’t really collect a bunch of new things. clothes changed, hair, style in general. furniture for the house, maybe a new piece of art or two over the years. he was a sucker for knickknacks. things for remembering that didn’t take up a lot of space. problem was he had a bunch of little things that, collectively, took up space. funny how that worked. “yeah — no. i know that.” a soft ‘pffft’ followed, to basically say no he had not even considered anything outside of his little make believe scenario right now. not that it was really made up, it was happening eventually. “too small might drive us crazy.” maybe not. he was pretty sure as long as they were having a good time it didn’t matter. that, and it honestly wasn’t like they couldn’t move after feeling it out. “mhm,” he was stirring some cream into his mug and then that was it, he was again at seunggi’s side to sip and watch. “you’ll know what you want to keep or not. plus it isn’t like you can add and take away over the years. if you’re not totally sure there’s no harm in keeping it anyway.” it was safe to say his mouth was watering already, causing him to grin as he looked away from the food to his boyfriends face. “i think i can handle that.” was mused as he put his mug down so he could go and do just that. once he had his hands on two plates he was right back, putting them down beside each other on the counter.

seunggi nodded along — yeah, he could manage that. "uh-huh. totally," he laughed quietly, keeping his attention on everything going on so he wouldn't burn anything. "mm, that's true. we can look for, what, two bedrooms and up? that'd be decent sized, i think." and again, they could always move if it didn't work. plus, it wasn't like they would be there forever. just something they'd get to make theirs, for now. "would it be weird if i looked into a storage unit, just for a little while? see what i go back for and what i don't." that was always the easiest method to figuring which possessions were useful or which ones would just collect dust, at least in his experience with managing his own clutter. his lips curled upward once the plates were set, allowing him to toss ares' omelette onto one plate. next came a few pieces of bacon before he nudged the plate a bit towards his boyfriend. "you can go ahead, mine won't take long." in fact, he was moving to crack two more eggs into the bowl from earlier, giving them a good beat before they took their place on the pan, too.

“yeah, that sounds good to me.” obviously it did. he was pretty sure he was going to simply go along with whatever happened. “i’ve gotten to do this so many times, i think i want to see what you’re drawn towards.” location, type of house — apartment, condo. big or small. anything at all. “but i feel like with the way we’re talking we will end up with a farm. the closest i’ve been to a farm is — god, i don’t even know.” a pause as he moved to grab forks. “my parents had chickens.” if that counted. “like, two chickens.” an easy amendment to what he said as he grabbed his mug and along with the two forks he disappeared to put it down at the table. it wasn’t more than a few moments before he was back at seunggi’s side. “a storage unit would be smart. you can keep it as long as you want.” five, ten, fifty years. it didn’t matter, time was made up and they would be fine. “would it be crazy if we just put the things we want to keep in a storage unit and just go to greece with our clothes and the bed?” ares asked after a moment, hands dropping to grab the plate — not that he went anywhere right away. “give or take a few things, obviously. starting fresh without really starting fresh.”

"your parents had chickens?" that had seunggi snorting out a laugh. why it was amusing, he wasn't entirely sure — maybe because he felt they didn't come up much (for obvious, time sensitive reasons). so for them to be mentioned in passing as the proud owners of two chickens? he was loving it. "but a farm might be fun. not even the animals, just having a good amount of land." he hummed at the thought, eyes focused on the eggs he was scrambling. what they'd do with that land, he couldn't say. maybe animals was the easy answer. or a garden of some sorts — he was getting ahead of himself, by all accounts. hadn't even picked an area, or a house, and he's already daydreaming. "i don't think it'd be crazy at all," he shook his head with furrowed brows. "it'd be nice, actually. exactly what you said — starting fresh without really starting fresh." and it'd give them the ability to accustom themselves to the area without thinking about it too much; even though he thought that was the last thing ares had a problem with. he was like a damn chameleon going from place to place the way he did. seunggi settled his eggs on his own plate and tossed a few pieces of bacon for himself before turning the heat off. but before he moved to grab his own plate, he peered at his boyfriend with the same furrowed brows. "wait, can you speak greek?"

“why’s that funny?” it had his own laugh slipping free, smile wide and happy as he watched the other man get his own breakfast ready. “land could be nice. what … if we look into buying land and having a house built? could we do a one story?” in that case it would be exactly what they wanted, and ares already knew he wouldn’t want to let it go. not that it was a problem considering he did have a few places scattered around anyway. “then we can make it whatever we wanted, even if it’s just lots of grass for our goat.” as he watched seunggi dump his eggs he finally picked his plate up and took a few steps back with that same smile. “uh, not well. i’ll need a good refresher. might have to download duolingo or something. but that’s fine, we have time.” his words were followed by a drop of his smile in thought. “maybe more than just a refresher. don’t even think i know hello off the top of my head.”

"i don't know, just imagining you taking care of chickens as a kid is cute. and i like to hear about your parents." his voice dropped off a little bit towards the end, entirely unsure how such a thing would be received. not that it was an inherently bad thing or that he assumed ares wouldn't be open to such a thing, it was just something he'd never outwardly expressed before. "ah," his eyes widened a bit at the suggestion, like he was mentally putting the pieces together as to how beneficial building their home would be. it'd also be a special thing; something they made together, from the ground up. "that's fucking great idea — could definitely do one story. yes — yeah, i'd love that." a lot, he loved that idea a lot. so much so that his lips grew to form a stupidly large grin as he turned to look at ares. "that's alright, means we're starting on the same level." also meant that if they got lost at any point they'd be fucked, but that was a problem for the future. "if you download it, you better add me. i want my little owl kicking your ass every week," he snickered as he scooped up his plate once and for all before he started towards the table. "do you have anything planned today? or do i get to hog you to myself all day?"

“oh, i’m sure it was adorable. i remember running around to find the eggs in the morning.” the murmured words were mused with a soft smile that found its way to his lips, and his head nodded some. “they were good, i was lucky to have them. when you’re a kid you don’t see what they do for you. especially back then.” ares was following along, happily so — not before making sure to grab his boyfriends mug too. “so first we look for a good piece of land, and then we looking into contractors. custom home builders. whatever it is.” both. or maybe they were the same thing. whatever the case it didn’t matter, they’d figure it out. “seunggi, please.” ares actually laughed as he put his plate down, and the mug in front of seunggi’s spot. “that’s cute, thinking you’ll beat me.” ares teased and even added a slap to the others ass — why not? “i don’t have anything today. you have me all to yourself.”

"do you ever miss them?" felt like the obvious next question, though he wasn't entirely sure it was an answer he had a right to be privy to. some things he was undeniably curious about, sure. but other things were personal, carried on for longer periods than seunggi could wrap his head around. the sound of ares' laughter had him quirking an eyebrow, this time curious about what could be so damn funny about what he just said. "i'll have you know —" the words were cut off by the smack to his ass, forcing a surprised huff out of him as he put his plate down. his lips formed a grin made up of entirely pursed lips as he sought to grab the perpetrating hand again, lifting it so it was in both of their lines of sight. "i'm telling you, i'm hanging on by a thread here! cut it out!"

“oh, yeah. of course. it doesn’t really make me sad anymore but i do miss them.” ares was more than a little ready to hear what was about to be said, though honestly? three hundred years or not he was unable to stop the next round of laughter as his eyes fell to the captive hand. “you only have to make it until after breakfast, you know.” ares teased, “but fine, fine. no more ass smacking, or kisses, or any talk about taking my pants off.” was his easy compromise, followed by a tug to the hand seunggi had. “i promise.”

"only," he scoffed, moving to take his seat with ares' hand still in his grasp. "i've been ready all morning, so after breakfast is easier said than done." especially when ares was apparently content with making it just the slightest bit more difficult for him the closer they got. his eyes narrowed as he looked over his boyfriend's frame before offering a nod in acceptance, letting his hand go once and for all. "better not break it, or so help me —"

the expression that found his features was one of shock, even if it wasn’t actual shock. “ — you should have said something!” again he found himself laughing, though this time it was softer as he followed suit and sat. as far as he was concerned he could very well stay just like this if seunggi wanted, only one hand was needed for eggs. “what? so help me what, baby?” his tone was nothing but teasing as he reached for his mug for a sip with his freed hand.

"i did!" he didn't — or, well, he hinted at it, at the least. but that wasn't the same as outright saying something. "but you wanted bacon, so i made you bacon." at that, he picked up one of the pieces from his own plate with a teasing scowl, just to toss it onto his boyfriend's plate. he picked up his fork with that same scowl, just to lift some of his eggs into his mouth. only once he swallowed did he continue. "that's something for me to know, and for you to find out."

“i would have gladly taken you before getting my hands on any bacon.” another snort of a laugh as he snatched up the piece tossed his way, and happily munched on it. though as seunggi spoke ares found his body turning some, attention fully finding the other. a brow cocked, smile melting more into a smirk as he finished chewing. “i think the goal here would be not finding out, no?” was mused as he went for his own fork to start in on his omelette. “thank you, by the way. for breakfast. you spoil me.”

"you tell me this now." he shook his head a few times in an attempt to process the information, but considering the fact that there was an entire plate of food in front of him now, it was kind of pointless. instead, he was stuck stewing in his little pot of teasing spite as he munched on his eggs. at the question, he shrugged his shoulders, "mm, i don't know." no, he did. and he knew how he wanted it to go. but it was ten times more amusing, and served his purpose, to play dumb. and to seal the deal, his thoughts turned into an endless chant of the alphabet and then all of the states, just in case ares was feeling extra smug. "oh, you're welcome. can still make you pancakes later, if you want. i think i left some mix in there the other day."

“next time we’ll be sure to get morning sex in before breakfast. i got you.” he even offered a nod like he was totally on board. of which he was — he’d never turn down getting seunggi naked under him. or over him. behind him even — on his knees. now the problem wasn’t what he was saying, more so what he was thinking. only then a scoff escaped as he looked away from his plate to look at his boyfriend. there was even a little squint of his eyes as if pondering his options. was he curious? absolutely. did he want to break his promise? honestly, maybe. the problem? “my luck you’ll tell me i can’t have you.” being denied was one thing he did not like risking. but at the very same time, it was one day out of their, what, hopefully thousands. “i think i could work with that, though.” was mused next, voicing his thoughts instead of keeping them to himself. “i’m definitely going to want pancakes, just not sure when.” his reply hit only after another bite, eyes finding seunggi again with a grin. “maybe blueberry. do we have blueberries?”

seunggi hummed, neither in confirmation or refusal, just impartiality. even though yeah, he very much would tell him he couldn't have him. he'd go a little further than that, in all fairness, but again — alphabet. "oh, could you?" he let out a laugh of his own, clearly up to the challenge. it was funny, just how quickly ares was seemingly setting himself up for something he clearly wasn't aware of, or the fact that he was even doing it. "uh, i think so. there should be a thing of them in the fridge somewhere, i can find them whenever you decide you want 'em." until then? he was shoveling another forkful of eggs into his mouth, hand grabbing a piece of bacon before he moved to stand. "forgot my phone — i'll be right back."

“well when you say it like that — “ could he? probably. not quietly, and not without complaint. but surely it could be done. “if we don’t have them that’s fine. whatever you make will be good.” something ares was very confident in at this point. which — good. he could only imagine the amount of take out they’d rack up if they both possessed ares’ kitchen skills. he could chop things, and mix things — a very good sous chef. “mmm, okay — promise not to touch your bacon.” was said with a tip back of his head, and a pucker of his lips — very much in search of a kiss. his usual, honestly.

"i counted them, so i'm holding you to that," he grinned, his hand lifting to rest under ares' chin as his head dipped to press a kiss to his lips. a gentle scratch at his boyfriend's neck and he set off back towards the stairs. he hummed mindlessly as he walked, at least until he began up the stairs — then his foot steps turned heavy, all but running to make it up the stairs and down the hall to the bedroom before ares could even try to consider what he was doing. the laugh he let out upon making it into the room was quiet — a stark contrast to his previous stomping — and even more so as he sought to close the door and lock it.

ares had been rather content to sit here and keep eating, maybe sip at his coffee some more. might have even taken a drink of seunggi’s too — only to go still at the change in cadence. it had his hand halfway to his mouth freezing right there with a tip of his head in the direction of the stairs. it wasn’t until he heard that little fucking laugh that he was up, and soon after standing on the other side of the locked door. “seunggi!” alright, well. ares couldn’t stop the smile even as his hand wiggled the knob a few times, just to check. “baby,”

"fuck, you're fast." seunggi laughed from where he was leaning against the door, hands on his knees as he tried to take in a single, cohesive breath. the sound of the doorknob ruined those odds entirely because how could he not laugh at that? "yes?" he asked in return, tone teasing as he moved to stand up straight with a hand carding through his hair. "how can i help you?"

“don’t you act surprised.” there was another jiggle of the handle with a grin all the same, before he was taking a step back and letting his hands sit on his hips. “i can think of a few good answers here.” was murmured, chest rising with a sigh. to think if he would have gotten up like, two seconds sooner he’d be on the other side of the door. how funny that would have been. another time, he supposed. “just what are you doing?”

"let's hear 'em then." might as well indulge — even if the first thing he'd probably get hit with was a request to open the door. "would you believe me if i said i was taking a nap?" obviously not, considering the sound of feet walking around the room was too difficult to ignore. "oh — i've got a question for you, too."

“oh, i don’t know, open the door.” yeah, very much the obvious first thing to leave his lips. a few backwards steps and he was letting his back hit the wall to lean against, eyes not once leaving the door. “a nap without me? how evil.” ares huffed at that as he listened to what was happening. ares was pretty sure he could piece together where his boyfriend was going if he tried hard enough. “i’m sure i have an answer, let’s hear it.” was mused in response.

"uhhhh, no." an obvious answer to an obvious question, one that would've had him shrugging his shoulders if he could be seen. his hands found the hem of his shirt, tugging it over his head with ease to let it fall to the floor as he neared ares' bedside table. "you've got good hearing, right?" a low hum fell free as his hand found the drawer, tugging it open as noticeably as he could manage. "d'you know what that was?"

“yes, i do.” a short pause between words. “oh my god,” ares was pushing off the wall to stand straight, even if he didn’t move. it was like he had just pieced it all together. “you — i didn’t do anything to deserve this.” a quiet snort of a laugh, as he gnawed at the inside of his cheek. “you’re at my side of the bed, hm? looking through the toys, maybe.”

"you said you could make it work. 'm just giving you what you want." what seunggi forgot to mention: that this was the worst possible thing he could think of. "i am." he was also working on taking his pants off, but those were just details. he hummed in thought as he looked them over, "don't know which one to go for, though." not a problem yet; in the meantime, he picked the bottle of lube out to place on the surface. "wanted you, but here we are, hm?"

“seunggi.” there was a step forward, and then back again as he let his body thump against the wall. the fact that he was already itching in his skin like this was a problem, if only considering seunggi hasn’t done anything yet. “i’m not off limits, you can still have me!” did he slowly let his weight fall to the floor, or did he break the doorknob? he wasn’t sure yet — would he actually bust the door? maybe. he’d like to think he had more willpower than that, though. so to the floor he went, weight landing with a soft thud. “could let me use them on you. i’ll make you feel so good, baby. i’ll keep my pants on and everything — make it all about you.” he was, very much so, trying to bargain here. “ … the clear one. you could use that one.”

the only thing stifling seunggi's quiet laughs was the lip he forced between his teeth, biting a bit harder at what sounded like ares falling to the floor ion one way or another. his words sent a shiver along his spine, leaving his hands to grow more eager in their motions to shove his pants down his legs. "fuck — want you to." he did, but not now, apparently. "as if i'd want you to keep your pants on." even when seunggi was looking for something, trying to get off, there was no better feeling than knowing that ares felt just as good. "clear," he repeated with a murmur, eyes falling to look down at the drawer's contents. "do you like this one, baby?" he grinned, his hand nudging the drawer closed after he took out the suggested toy. "tell me."

“record it — will you?” ares was very hopeful, for what reason he didn’t know. “could send it too me -“ he stopped and then he was even patting his pockets as if searching for his phone. how fitting he didn’t have it. “yeah, i like that one.” was the given confirmation, eyes still trained on the door. not that it was long before he closed them and let his head fall back against the wall. “it has all the right bumps and ridges, you’re going to love it.” well, that was assuming seunggi went for it. “it’ll fill you up so good. not as good as me.” he was pretty sure that was something he could be confident in, if only because he felt the same about it. “are you gonna use your fingers, baby? make yourself feel so good. want to hear it.”

it was like magic, the way that the second ares mentioned recording it, seunggi's eyes fell on his boyfriend's phone. "yeah — yeah, i can do that." his free hand grabbed the phone, swiping to the camera with ease for whenever he was ready. until then, it was placed on the nightstand, too, along with the toy. "nothing fills me up like you do," he murmured under his breath, his own chest heaving a soft sigh at the thought of what he could have been having. still could, probably would — but after. "where do you want me, hm? fucking myself into the floor for you? or on my back, making a mess?"

ares felt his smile grow at those words — he hadn’t expected to get told yes to anything right now. he’d have to take what he could get, huh? “could have me between your legs, over top of you. eyes on mine as you writhe against my fingers.” ares murmured with another sigh — it seems he has finally come to terms with this arrangement, might as well make the most of it. “fuck, seunggi.” already he was picturing both — he was picturing everything that could be an option. “want you to lean the phone against something so it doesn’t miss a single thing. want you on your back, fucking into both of your hands.” ares let his teeth sink into his lip and fought the urge to put his own hand down his pants. he wanted to hold out as long as he could — wanted seunggi’s moans in his head as he did.

"ares," was murmured on instinct, feeling his desire grow more intense with each and every word. suddenly? he was cursing the damn door. but he made his bed, might as well lie in it — and apparently fuck himself on it. "wish i could. want to feel you inside of me — been wanting to sit on your cock all morning," came next, hand moving to pick up the phone once more to do as he was told, letting it lean against the wall closest to the door from its spot on the floor. he, then, of course, had to go back for the lube, bringing it along with him before he settled in front of the phone so he was facing it. "gonna kill me, even from the other side of a fuckin' door," he noted with a soft breath, his legs spreading seconds after pressing record. "— might cry if this thing is on slo-mo, or something."

hearing his name moaned out was enough to have a shiver racking through him, jaw clenching as he tried to keep himself calm. it wasn’t working though, already his sweats were more than a little tented with his growing desire. “should’ve let you take my fucking pants off.” was muttered with a quiet breath, hand finally moving as he gave in. he couldn’t resist it, he had to slip his hand past the waistband to wrap around his length. there was no stopping the moan that followed — maybe a little louder than it needed to be. “you have me so hard already, baby.” he swallowed as he zoned in on the sounds he could hear, still trying to keep the mental image in his head. “tell me what you’re doing. if you want this door staying on the hinges you gotta be loud for me, baby. tell me everything.”

his thumb made quick work of the bottle's cap because, realistically, if he took any longer, he might blow a fuse and lose his mind. he coated his fingers with ease, bottom lip taut between his teeth as he clumsily closed the bottle, tossing it to the side. only then did he lean back, letting his back find the floor. and, really, it preemptively arched with the slight touch of his finger alone, only because of the moan that came from the other side of the door. "fuck, ares, are you —?" oh, yeah, he was going to lose his mind. if ares had his hand down his pants, seunggi was a goner. "yes — yes, sir," was gasped out quietly, his body deflating into the floor at the idea of his boyfriend literally taking the door off the hinges to get to him. it'd be a lie to say it didn't turn him on more; so much so that there was little hesitation in the movement to slide a finger inside of himself, his lips parting with a sharp gasp. "one's in," he forced out, his anticipation growing as that same hand pulled out, just to repeat the same process all over again. "feels good. it's — 's not deep, saving that for you, baby. yeah? want you buried inside me, a."

his body sunk down a little more, slouching some as he made himself keep a slow pace. hard to do when he heard the telltale sound of lube being opened. he knew what came next, what would be going on behind that door. “am i what, baby? say it.” ares would like to think he was able to keep his voice under control, but he could barely keep the moans from interrupting his sentences. “mhm, good boy.” was murmured with another gasp, hand still moving nice and slow behind the confines of his sweats. he was going to do his best to keep it that way, too. he knew for a fact if he got naked it would be that much harder to control himself. “you sound so pretty, baby. moaning with just a finger.” not even a whole finger, which just made it better in ares’ eyes. “i want that too, but oh —“ his legs widened some with moan sounds slipping past his lips. “you went and locked me out. who’s fault is that?” his tone took on more of a cooing nature, smile growing slowly as he forced his hand to still. “even if you opened the door i wouldn’t give you anything. you wanted this, baby? take it. keep playing with yourself, fuck your hole like it’s me doing it.”

seunggi swallowed, his throat tight as he tried to force the words out, "touching yourself. getting off to me." the moment he said them, the moans he was met with seemed to answer the question for him and forced his brows to furrow in the process. "you sound so good, god —" it wasn't hard to find the motivation to move his finger quicker, with a bit more intention and purpose behind every pass of it. with ares on the other side, speaking to him the way he was, moaning at him the way he was, seunggi felt overwhelmed in the best way possible. the cooing tone he received in return had him moaning out, his frame pressing deeper into the floor beneath him. "you wouldn't give me anything?" he repeated, hips beginning to push down against his own hand as his eyes fell closed in pleasure. "wouldn't let me have your fingers in my mouth? not even around my throat?" he hummed at that, taking his bottom lip between his teeth once more to stifle a moan. "what if i wanted you to bite my thighs? sink your teeth in there, mm?" in order to stop his own hand from getting harder, he added another finger to appease himself, making sure to keep the same pace. "two."

“you know i am. can’t help myself. you drive me crazy.” they needed a jar, one to help keep track of how many times that phrase in particular was said. “fuck, you sound so fucking good.” every moan, every shift of his body — all of it. it had ares tightening his fist just a little, even if he didn’t start stroking himself again. “nothing. not a single kiss, no fingers, no nothing.” no, no. they were in this boat already and he wasn’t about to abandon it. and with how he was feeling? ares knew just seeing seunggi would be enough. sure, touching him would be even better — but hearing his moans, maybe a few desperate begs? that would be better. “jesus, fuck — i’d love that. want your hand stroking me instead.” it has him shuddering slightly, that, and apparently it was enough to get him stroking again. “don’t you dare come. want you to on the toy, baby.” it was hard to keep his jaw relaxed, hard to keep himself relaxed. “this was such a good idea, mhm? are you happy with your plan?” not going to lie — ares kind of was. once he came to terms and decided to enjoy what he had? yeah — he liked this. “keep your legs spread, don’t want to miss a single thing.” well, that was assuming seunggi was actually recording. god, he hoped so. “talk to me, tell me everything you’re thinking.”

“god — fuckin’ wish i was touching you,” was murmured under his breath between moans. it’s what got him started to begin with; wanting to touch, wanting to feel everything he could of the other man. the apparent command alone had seunggi rocking against his fingers harder, “what’re you going to do if i do, huh?” he let out a small laugh, almost breathlessly smug as his other hand lifted to wrap around his length. he began stroking slowly, but it was certainly enough to make him hiss out in pleasure. “mm, so happy,” he slurred out, though he was thinking of a few ways it could be that much better. he still hadn’t come to terms with the fact that this was the most he was going to get from ares — at least until he got to imagining that they were ares’ hands instead. that had both of his hands growing more sure in their actions, the hand around his cock forming a firmer fist while the other began to slightly curl his fingers. “fuck — that’s —“ a moan poured right from his chest, jaw falling slack in the process. “i wish i had your hands on me, fuckin’, in my hair, pulling it — god, on my jaw. love when you’re on me like that.” his head tilted backward, his hips rocking between both of his hands mercilessly. “‘m so close, baby, please —“

“mhm, go ahead baby. do it and see what happens when you’re not good for me.” god, this fucking door. ares was all but scowling at it at this point. he couldn’t help but roll to his knees, and move so he was sitting sideways in the hall. he leaned his left side against it, as if being three feet closer to seunggi made it better. “do it and see what happens.” did ares even know what was going to happen? no. no matter what happened in the next minute, he had zero clue as to how he would react. but then again, that’s usually how this went, wasn’t it? “i know, baby.” another soft coo as he listened intently, eyes closing again. “i can hear how good you feel. hear how you’re fucking yourself so good.” ares was actually going to explode and — jesus fucking christ, if seunggi came just like this ares was getting into this room one way of another. he was already thinking about what he’d have to buy to fix the doorway after he fucking busted it. “seunggi, my love, i’m going to fuck you senseless.”

really, the moment it was said, seunggi was thinking about what would happen. he liked to think he was always good for ares, so the moment that the opportunity to not be showed up in front of his face? he had to at least consider it. on one hand, he’d get to come. on the other hand, he might not get to come with ares inside of him. nope — not a good trade off at all in his mind, but with the way he was fucking himself? the way ares was talking him along from the other side of the door? the decision almost felt easier than it should have. “want you to show me,” he gasped out, his fingers curling further to draw another one out. the moan was undeniably pleased more than anything else, as his hand and ares’ words had that tension in the pit of his stomach growing the right amount tighter. “ah —“ his body twitched a bit with the intensity of his orgasm, his lip getting stuck between his teeth for a good second or two to curb whatever string of curses was going to slip out as his pleasure shot along his stomach. his muffled noises didn’t last long, not with the way his fist grew tighter to push the orgasm as long as he could manage, head tipping back to let his moans spill freely, mostly for the man stuck in the hall. “do — d’you promise? want you to promise me, baby. want to feel you for days.”

yeah, maybe there was a smile on his lips. maybe he felt happy to hear his boyfriend come so hard. he could only imagine what he looked like right now, and could not fucking wait to watch this video later. “ah, sweetheart.” was tsked softly as he himself stood rather quickly, ignoring seunggi’s desire for a promise right now. both hands were sliding along the door with just a little pressure to see what he was working with. one hand found the handle soon after, and ares was all too easily ripping the door off its frame. all too easily sitting it against the wall in the hallway with a once over of the damage. his future selfs problem, right now? slow, steady steps got him close to seunggi, so close in fact that he was standing over him soon after. “did that feel good, baby? you made yourself feel so good?” a drawn out look over his body, a glance around and then he was picking up the phone to flip the camera and trail it along his boyfriends body. “tell me.”

seunggi was too busy letting his hands fall away and trying to catch his breath to hear anything on the other side of the door — at least until the door got taken off entirely, causing all of his attention to go towards the doorway with a lift of his head. he watched as ares drew near, his head falling back against the floor once he got close enough. “mm, yes —“ his eyes followed his boyfriend’s movements letting out a small huff of a laugh once he saw the phone. “felt so good, baby. so good. ‘m sorry, i couldn’t wait.”

that little smile was still present even as he stopped the video, and let the phone slip into his pocket for safe keeping. “i don’t think you even tried.” his words were teasing as he got down to his knees beside the other, one hand moving to gently brush seunggi’s hair away from his forehead. and then? his hands grasped and flipped seunggi to his stomach, a knee falling to the man’s lower back to keep him down. and of course his hand came down rather harshly against his boyfriends ass, not once but twice, fingers squeezing the same spot right after. “i’ve decided to give you what you want, baby. you want my fingers?” his hand stayed planted on the others ass, the other leaning for the bottle of lube. “i’m going to let myself into your head, mhm? only if you say yes, and only so i know if you need me to stop. and do you know why?” the bottle hit the floor again, eyes never once leaving seunggi’s head. “because i don’t think you’re going to be able to talk with the way i’m going to fuck you.” however there was a pause, a break in character so to speak as his non-lubed had slowly ran along seunggi’s back. “is that alright, baby, or do you want me to stop? the bed is right there, begging to be napped in.”

there was a knowing lift to his eyebrows because, yeah, ares hit the nail right on the head. if he had to, he would’ve tried. but he also kinda wanted to see what ares would do to the door, so would he have really? his eyes grew a bit soft at the touch he received, all too ready to tug him in for a kiss (or five), until those same eyes were widening a fraction at the prospect of being flipped over. if his first instinct was to push up onto his knees, it was entirely taken away by ares’ knee on his back, making his brows furrow. then came the smacks to his ass, forcing his hips further into the floor as he let out a fumbling mess of surprised gasps. his head hung for a moment, trying to wrap his mind around this and the fact that his boyfriend was giving him what he wanted. “yes, but — fuckin’ want your cock. so bad.” it was getting kind of pathetic at this point; he’d bring it up endlessly here, regardless of if he could get denied. but the sound of the lube was still music to his ears, even as a shiver ran down his spine. a curse or two slipped out under his breath while his entire body flushed, because with how that sounded? he was almost willing to thank himself for this whole thing, for getting them to this point. his frame arched into ares’ touch, “that’s alright — better than alright. please don’t stop.”

“oh, i don’t remember saying anything about my cock.” seunggi, at least within the next hour, was not getting a mere centimeter of dick. ares leaned his weight just a little bit more against the others back, all while he dropped his hand to tease against his boyfriends hole. but that single second or two of teasing as all ares had the mind for right now. no, he wanted to get things rolling here. hence the two fingers that quickly hilted as deep as he could get them as his other hand found a fistful of seunggi’s hair. he was, on all accounts, going to keep the other man just a little uncomfortable. which is why he was tugging his head backwards some as he found a ruthless pace right off the bat. “m’gonna to give you a little taste of what sex can be like, baby. what it will be like in a few years.”

god, he loved him. more than anything — he’d said it before, and he was sure he’d say it countless more times before the sun set on them, if it ever did. all of this, though? this was just a plus; just enough to send seunggi’s affection for the other man skyrocketing beyond his control. ironic, because that description fit just about everything about seunggi in that moment — the way his jaw fell slack in response to the rough tug of his hair, the low hum that slipped out of him the moment ares’ fingers were as deep as he could manage — it was all beyond his control. even more so at the merciless pace he was immediately met with, a choked gasp falling from struggling lips. “shit —“ was all he could manage, his voice anything but steady as the muscles in his back grew tight in a poor attempt to push himself up onto his elbows. “j-just — just like — fuck me,” was gasped out of frustration, entirely unable to form any semblance of a coherent sentence.

ares did indeed let himself in, though it was more like background noise. something he’d tune into every here and there though his main focus was watching. his eyes trailed back and forth slowly, watching seunggi, watching his fingers. seunggi, fingers — seunggi’s mind. ares had a full blown cycle running right now, and god, if it didn’t build up to drive himself crazy. “i love you so much. love watching you fall apart all because of me.” ares murmured as he let his strength slip through a little more, all too eager to give seunggi what he wanted. he wanted fucked? then he’d get fucked. the hand in his hair was switching gears, gently pushing to let his boyfriends cheek hit the floor again. he fully wanted to take every ounce of control away from seunggi, giving him only one real option. of which was to simply: “fucking lay there and take it, baby. you’re doing so good.” murmured praise was freely falling from his lips as he curled his fingers in search of that bundle of nerves. ares never once slowed down, he didn’t ease up — he simply watched and listened so he could make this as good as he could for his boyfriend.

it didn’t take long for seunggi to realize he should just cut his losses and frankly, shut the fuck up. — well, for the most part. there was no point to trying to speak; everything he wanted to say came out in fumbling fragments, of which made next to no sense. it wasn’t like ares needed him cheering him on, anyway. seunggi told him it was fine to listen to his thoughts and he was sure that the way his body (or at least his face) was reacting was enough to get how good he felt across. he didn’t cut himself off from moaning out, though — he might’ve actually exploded if he kept totally silent. especially once he felt a sudden shift in the power behind ares’ hand, there was no stopping how much louder he found himself getting. except, maybe, his face getting pushed into the floor. but it was only slightly effective when paired with ares hitting him just right. it was his turn to visibly shift, his stature growing loose with every sensitive touch. his frame arched into the floor, his pleasure evident in the way his eyes fell closed once and for all (only to spare himself from his eyes rolling back too far).

seunggi going near silent, save for his moans of pleasure? that’s exactly what he liked to see. it let him know he was going down the right path here, and that it hopefully wouldn’t be long at al before he was pulling a second orgasm out of his boyfriend. “that’s it, seunggi. look how good you’re taking it.” again ares’ hand shifted to press against the back of the man’s neck, keeping the pressure to keep him as flat as ares could manage. “i love your moans.” an obvious statement, one said as his fingers slowed just enough to get a third in. ares had his mind made up, knew what he wanted. and while there was always time for more, right now? his main focus was fucking into the other man nice and fast, continuing to curl them as he did. a hard, fast, steady pace — he didn’t plan on stopping any time soon. “should have kept recording it.” ah, a missed opportunity. but he was happy with what they had and what was happening in the moment. “wish you could see how you look right now, fuck, baby.”

the second a third finger was added, seunggi knew he was a goner. it just became a matter of time of when his orgasm would it and, if the way his breaths were getting caught in his throat were anything to go by, it wasn’t far away. not far at all, considering the consistent pace had him groaning lowly, head tilting some to press his forehead against the floor. the tension in the pit of his stomach was growing tighter and tighter by the millisecond, no matter how much his body seemed to become putty in ares’ hands. he was hanging on by a thread, here. his breathing grew quicker the closer he got, all until the bubble finally popped, leaving him moaning out in relief as his body trembled with the intensity of his orgasm. it still continued to writhe, too, under his boyfriend’s hold, before his eyes could open enough to finally roll back.

the smirk was near permanently glued to his features. how could it not be? seunggi was reacting so beautifully under his hold, ares couldn’t help but feel his heart swell more so. “good boy,” was murmured softly as he watched, and watched, and watched. feeling the way the other man tightened around him only sealed the deal here. “fuck, thats -“ ares didn’t even know what he wanted to say here. soft curses, muttered praise — it all came spilling from his lips as he slowed his hand to more of a lazy thrust, and then? that was where he pulled out at last. “you look perfect like this. fucked out, legs spread.” ares murmured softly as his hand instead gripped a good handful of his ass again, and the other slowly trailed along his body. over his shoulders and down his back, fingers digging in gently as his weight was lifted off the others back. “c’mere, baby.” he seemed content to keep things going as he moved to carefully roll him again, the smirk more a happy little smile now.

if seunggi could’ve reacted to the compliments, he would’ve. instead, he was too busy letting his cheeks go warm as he sought to catch his breath on the comedown. he hummed happily at the feeling of ares’ hand traveling along his body (and the other grabbing at his ass). a small stretch of his back occurred once the other’s knee disappeared and his eyes peeled open, at least until he was getting rolled again. his hands smoothed over the skin of his own torso, just trying to soothe the skin, before a hand lifted to grab at ares’ thigh so he could sit up. “you’re lucky i haven’t kissed your fucking face off, yet. kiss me before i climb on top of you.”

there was a move to help his boyfriend, smile ever present as his hand wrapped around his upper arm. “what about me has ever screamed ‘doesn’t want to be smothered in kisses’?” ares assumed it was a fair question, one followed by him leaning down for one of the kisses in question. “actually that whole threat was weak. i like your kisses and you on top of me.” he teased with another peck of a kiss as he smoothed his hand along seunggi’s side. “want me to get you water or something?”

seunggi let out a soft snort in response to the question — yeah, that was fair. his hand smoothed over ares’ thigh as he tilted his head up to receive the kiss, hand happily squeezing in appreciation. “mm, yes, please.” he tilted a bit towards his boyfriend before planting his hands so he could sit back. an eyebrow quirked before the other man could move, however, “are you going to let me take your pants off?”

“snacks? you had like, five bite of food before going for your phone.” ares snorted a laugh of his own as his hand moved up to run through the others hair slowly, only to then laugh again. it was paired with a tug to his boyfriends hair. “yeah, maybe i’ll let you.” was teased as he moved to stand and offered a hand out for him. “let’s get you in bed first. unless you’d rather stay on the floor.”

“i was dying, can you blame me?” a bit dramatic, sure, but the sentiment was all the same. “but yeah, i’ll take whatever you can grab me.” now that that was mostly out of the way, he could somewhat focus on the lack of food in his system. he huffed out a laugh along with a shake of his head, hand lifting to take hold of ares’. “depends.” his nose scrunched in thought before his eyes flickered upward, “depends on what you want.”

“all you had to do was say it and i would have fucked you over the table.” ares was pretty sure there wasn’t a single place off limits, though some might need a little extra thought to make it work. “come on, i’d rather have you in bed.” he was tugging his boyfriend up and then let one hand drop to his hip as the other stayed wrapped in his hand. “i still can’t believe you locked me out.” ares was nothing but amused by it, and at least now he basically had a project for the next day or two.

“i’m curious,” he mused with a growing smile. “what do you want me to say? because from what i remember, i did tell you.” this time he was a little more sure of it — if not made obvious by him losing his mind over every little thing. he was a little bit bitter over another missed opportunity, but fine. after what he did get, he would survive. “i meant what you want from me,” but he still followed the tug and stood all the same. he doubted ares wouldn’t find a way to make whatever work — take the state of the missing door, for instance. “i can’t believe you took the door off with your bare hands,” seunggi grinned as he pressed in and let his free hand find his boyfriend’s side. “it was hot. — not that i’m asking you take the doors off regularly, or anything.” no, ares could get him going just fine on his own. a drift of his eyes along the other’s features and he pressed in to leave a kiss on the corner of his lips. “it was good. thank you.”

“uh, i think we are remembering two different things. i remember you telling me to keep my hands to myself. even shook me a few times. i was just doing what you asked.” ares was all smiles as he pulled the other even closer to his body by wrapping his arms around seunggi. and of course, that meant both hands fell to the others ass to give a few good squeezes. “and that was easy. i’m so strong.” it was said jokingly — obviously he was kidding here. he’d never say that in a serious manner. probably not. “you’ll be stronger than me for a little while. relish it while you can.” ares’ teasing continued even as he was leaning in for another kiss. a quick peck of a kiss, sure, but a kiss all the same. “good. i’m glad. that’s all i want, making you feel good. even if you kickstart it on your own.”

“because i was dying and you were driving me crazy!” alright, noted. next time he wanted dick, he’d have to outright ask for it. the subtle method clearly wasn’t working — not that it was biting him in the ass, either, but at least it would’ve gotten him what he wanted and saved ares from having to put the door back on. “oh, for sure,” was mused with a growing smile, his hands dropping to squeeze at the other’s biceps (because he could). “ah, shouldn’t have told me that. i’ll be challenging you to dodgeball games left and right,” he hummed, clearly lingering for another kiss. until a hand moved to smooth over ares’ chest, “mm, you always do. you make me feel great, really.” he started walking backwards, doing so until the back of his legs hit the bed. then he was sitting, his legs shifting to tug ares in so he stood between them. “are you going down for water now, or after?”

“i touched your ass two times, seunggi. two!” ares was as amused as he could be, really. not that you would find him complaining right now. no, far from it. he wouldn’t mind a moment like this, ever. not once would he mind it. “i can’t wait to play dodgeball with you. i was thinking we need to do it while your human, and then when you’re turned. it’ll be crazy.” and more fun than he’d like to admit, probably. “mhm,” he followed along, only stopping when he physically couldn’t take another step. or well, he could, but it would have him crawling over top of his boyfriend. not a bad thing, though. a distraction at most. “now, it’ll only take me a second. maybe two. five tops though.” was murmured as he leaned down to press his lips against the tip of his nose, “so get comfy.”

“two times too many for someone who gets turned on by a strong enough breeze!” well. that had yet to happen. but he honestly wouldn’t be surprised if it did. “are you sure? you might be setting yourself up for a bad case of revenge if you play too hard while i’m human.” he was curious to see how much his strength would change. he knew ares’ strength, sure, or at least as much as ares would let him see and feel. but getting to use that kind of strength was an entirely different story. “alright,” he hummed with a small smile, hands finding the back of ares’ thighs to offer a squeeze for a split second. “hurry back, mm?”

"we can test that theory on our land in greece. you can walk around as naked as you want." ares mused, though honestly - he himself already walked around naked more often than not. so it wasn't like he'd be complaining to see seunggi do the same. "i mean, i won't go so hard as to hurt you." he was taking a step back, and in the next moment he was no where to be seen. that is until he was waltzing right back through the now open doorway a few seconds later. ares had two waters and a bag of chips - maybe not an ideal morning snack but it was the first thing he saw. "did ya miss me?"

it was funny — seunggi assumed that because ares had darted away so quickly, he’d reappear just as fast. so you could imagine his surprise when he came back into the room like he was on a leisurely walk around the block. his eyebrows rose as he leaned back to rest his weight on his hands, his usual grin back on his features. “of course. took too long for my liking but,” a teasing shrug of his shoulders before he moved further onto his bed. “what can you do.”

"i'll speed it up next time. i'm slacking, not using my full potential here." a disappointed sigh as he made his way to the bed. he didn't stop until his knees hit the bed, and then he was kneeing his way up a little to be able to sit. "goldfish or doritos?" those options were laid out as he put his handfuls down, only to go for one of the waters to crack open and offer to his boyfriend. "you look so good all laid out like that." ares added with a grin - as if such a thing needed to be said. it didn't, not with how often he was telling the other man how good he looked.

“should start timing you to see if you can make a record.” would he? maybe. depended on if he’d be able to pull out his phone in time, or even remember to. “goldfish,” he answered easily, instinctively going to pick up the bag. his other hand lifted to accept the water as it was given, a murmured ‘thank you’ cutting through before he brought it to his lips to take a sip. he raised his eyebrows as he drank, a smile tugging at his lips. “yeah?” he held the bottle out, silently asking for the cap back. “how good is so good?”

“we can go to the closest track and see how long it takes me to run a lap.” ares was pretty sure he’s ever actually timed himself — why would he? he was fast, that was good enough. “and see how long it takes you in comparison.” now that was just a tease. he was pretty sure the only real cardio they did was sex. lots of sex, sure, but still. “so good i want to take a picture.” was mused as he started to spin the cap back on, and then flashed his smile at seunggi. “i have a polaroid — can i?” a pause. “wanna keep it in my wallet.” came next, smile only growing

“i don’t think the timer would be fast enough — might need you to do a mile or two,” he jokingly snorted. but at the other suggestion? he put on a faux scowl, “i can run quite fast, you know. was the fastest in my kindergarten class.” because that accounted for so much in the twenty-plus years that have passed since. he snorted a bit at the answer he received, tilting his head with a nod. he didn’t think much of it until he was hit with a smile, which immediately had him quirking a brow. which also immediately had his own smile spreading wide. “yeah — yeah, of course. you just tell me how you want me so it’s one shot.”

“oh, were you?” ares snorted a laugh at that, though really? picturing a little seunggi running with all his might? adorable. “mhm, maybe just like that. leaning back and all.” might have to adjust, or maybe ares would just stand back a little. they’d figure it out soon enough. after capping his own water ares was up again, only this time he didn’t have to leave the room. he grabbed the camera in question off the shelf, made sure it was ready, and was on his way right back. “mhm,” he hummed quietly as he stood near the corner and looked through the viewfinder. the smile didn’t budge even as he pulled the camera away just a bit. “hide your goldfish.” was said with an amused laugh.

a short nod and seunggi didn’t move much once ares got up. his eyes just followed him to where he grabbed the camera and turned fond as he watched the device in his hand. “oh —“ he huffed out a laugh, having completely forgot that the snack sitting right next to him (and seemingly ruining their chances for a good picture). he tossed the closed bag a little further up the bed with a small grin, the hint of joy staying on his lips when he finally brought his attention back to the camera. “better?”

“much better.” ares was pretty sure he would have gotten a good picture either way — but he needed no distractions from the beauty that was seunggi. “should have gotten one right after making you come like that.” faux disappointment as the camera lifted again and after going stalk still he was pushing the button. he stayed still for an extra second, only moving towards seunggi once the picture shot out.

if seunggi wasn’t waiting for the picture to be taken, he might’ve amusedly rolled his eyes at the statement. but no, he sat there, still, not so much looking at the camera anymore, but instead at ares. it made his chest swell and his body warm — all until the picture appearing snapped him out of it. he sat up as his boyfriend moved closer, eyes following his every move once again.

ares dropped his gaze to carefully grab the photo, giving it a little shake as he once again let his knees fall to the bed. “don’t know if shaking it does anything but—“ was mused with a grin as he held the picture out for seunggi to take after he got to his side. “it shouldn’t take too long to show the picture. hopefully it’s not blurry.” came next as his eyes wandered over the others features. “look here,” he had the camera up again, much much closer as he focused in on the others face.

seunggi, again, merely watched as ares moved about, and received the picture with ease. his eyes dropped to look at it, but upon seeing the picture not that far along in its development, his hand fell to his side with it in his grasp. his freehand moved to rest on ares’ thigh with a hum, eyes lifting once more at the direction. safe to say he was amused with how close the damn thing was — might’ve even had his cheeks flushing over it — but he still obliged with those same fond eyes all the same.

once those eyes were on him ares was happily snapping the next picture, of which was followed by him lowering the camera again. pulling the next one away from the device was easy, and then ares was leaning in for a kiss. “i’m never getting rid of these.” was decided with his gaze dropping once more as if already expecting the photo to be developed. “might get them printed on a big canvas and hang it right over there.” was added next with a lazy point behind the bed.

seunggi’s eyes naturally blinked a few times once the second picture popped out, his eyes following the camera until ares was leaning. he met him halfway for the kiss all too easily, even though it was much too short for his liking. “you wouldn’t dare,” was murmured with a teasing grin, as if he wasn’t into the idea of being shown off in one way or another. the hand on ares’ thigh lifted to let his fingers curl gently around his chin. “come here.”

“baby, please. i’ll have it here next week.” he was sure it would take longer than that. maybe he’d just … paint it. get a canvas that would take up the wall and go crazy. after the door was fixed it seemed he had his next project already lined up, one that would be much more enjoyable. “going to screw it into the wall so you can’t take it down.” was added teasingly as he moved the camera out of the way, obviously in favor of kissing seunggi again. the rush to pull away was absent this time around as he moved to put the camera down on the bed if only to free his hand. he’d much rather reach to clasp his hand around the side of seunggi’s neck anyway.

“i’ll take the whole wall down, then,” he mused, knowing it was a bit of a ridiculous thing to say. “i can renovate before we leave, hm?” frankly, ares could do whatever he wanted with those pictures canvas wise, as long as they weren’t, you know, in plain sight. he might get a little sick of his own face after too long. it didn’t take long for seunggi to free his hand, either, dropping the picture he had so it scattered somewhere along the bed. that same hand lifted to smooth over his boyfriend’s chest until it offered a small push in an attempt to get him to lean back.

that was enough to have him laughing into the kiss, of which he leaned even more into. probably the exact opposite of what seunggi seemed to be wanting next, though it was an easy fix. his hand moved to card through his boyfriends hair slowly as his weight shifted back some, but not nearly enough to make a difference. the picture in his other hand seemed to find the same fate as seunggi’s as it fell to the bed, which — well. fingers crossed they didn’t crumple them, or something. both hands found their respective spots against his boyfriends skin, lips pulling back to give seunggi a chance to breath. “what’re you trying to do?” ares murmured with a growing smile as a hand lifted, he was never able to settle on one single spot for too long, and brushed through seunggi’s hair again.

“i’m trying to make out with you,” was murmured right back, his head tilting into the touch as it came. “maybe see where that goes.” his head dipped to press scattered kisses along his boyfriend’s jaw, letting out a small sigh of contentment when he got close to his ear. “or not.” he wouldn’t mind either way, of course. he knew he was asking for a lot already, and it was barely even lunch time. so if ares wanted him to cut it out, he would, by all means, cut it out. hence why his head pulled back some, just to give ares the freedom to think freely. “do you want me to stop?”

“oh yeah?” a soft little laugh followed his words, head tipping just a little to give seunggi all the room in the world he could want. he liked the feeling of those lips against his skin, enough so that his eyes fell closed with a quiet hum in thought. seeing where it goes was always a nice little bonus, one he was definitely on board for. so even when the other was pulling back ares didn’t seem content and was moving closer to keep the distance the same. “i’m pretty sure making out with you is my favorite thing to do, so no — i do not want you to stop.” ares could think of a hundred reasons why they should do everything but stop right now, hence why he was tugging seunggi right back in for another kiss. a more greedy, deeper kiss — but a kiss all the same.

a slow grin spread across his lips as ares spoke, and the motion was there to give a nod in response, but he was ten times more content with getting pulled into another kiss. the hand on the other man's jaw slid to join the other on his chest. they both slid upward to settle on ares' shoulders so he could fully turn towards him without breaking the kiss. of course, they didn't last long there, immediately moving their way back to his chest to offer another push in order to get him finally leaning back. "lay down for me, please," was murmured under his breath, knowing that no matter how hard he tried, he'd probably never really move ares unless he let him.

ares enjoyed every second that passed, he’d even go as far as saying each was better than the last. probably due to the fact he was getting two of his favorite things at once — seunggi’s hands on his body, and a good fucking kiss. right up until he was being pushed again, and while he basically ignored it the first time there was actual movement. “since you asked so nicely.” ares teased even as his hands both landed on seunggi’s waist, wanting to tug him along for the ride as he let his back hit the bed.

seunggi couldn't help but snort out a laugh, keeping his hands planted on ares' chest as he finally went timber. the hands on his waist of course pulled him along and gave him a bit of a head start towards moving to straddle the other man's hips. he leaned down slowly, too pleased with the sight underneath him to let the chance of admiring it slip by. a sharp breath escaped, "you look so good like this." his fingers slid carefully along his boyfriend's neck, not stopping until they hit his chin, and even then they sought to tilt his head back. "what're you going to do with those pictures, mm?" the hummed question was accompanied by seunggi's lips carefully meeting the skin of his neck, looking to give the complete opposite of what his boyfriend had given him before. "the video." he let out a hot breath against his skin, immediately following it with a soft bite to the area. "wanna hear you say."

“i could say the same.” it didn’t seem to matter which way things went, who was on top, literally in this case — ares committed every single one to memory. even the way it felt to touch seunggi, to let his hands slowly wander along his skin — not a single thing would go forgotten. “told you, putting them in my wallet.” was murmured with a smile, eyes closing as his head moved how seunggi seemed to want it. “almost forgot about the video.” he’d never — he couldn’t. it was like it was taunting him from his pocket. but another time, yeah? maybe later. maybe a day he didn’t have seunggi at his side. if he could wait that long. “m’gonna watch it. i can’t wait to watch it.” his own hands moved slowly along his boyfriends thighs as he spoke, fingers occasionally digging in. “going to get myself off to it.” came next with a deep breath of sorts. “might see how long i can watch before i have to wrap my hand around my cock.”

"i like that." his free hand inevitably began to travel south, only going so far as to settle right above ares' hip. "liked the way you were looking at me." it probably showed in the pictures, too — it was half the reason he didn't think he'd be able to look at them himself. the last thing he wanted was to get embarrassed about how lovestruck he was while looking at a damn camera. even after so long, he couldn't shake it. he didn't think he ever would. "are you?" was hummed, hand moving to hold the side of his neck as his lips traveled along the underside of his jaw, growing a bit greedier with each motion. "bet you'd look so good like that. jaw clenched, aching in your pants, unable to take your eyes off of it — off of me," he laughed lightly under his breath, his hand sinking lower to finally offer a tug of the waistband of his boyfriend's sweats. "that's my baby, hm? so attentive for me." his head lifted after a moment, looking to press a kiss to ares' chin. "only got off because i imagined they were your hands, so it's only fair."

it was hard not to relax under seunggi’s touch, body only sinking more and more into the bed. or that’s what it felt like, like with every second he was slowly turning into a puddle under him. “you can watch, if you want. see what you do to me.” that wasn’t a new thing, seunggi got a front row view every single time. but watching ares as he watched seunggi? “could get you on your knees for me.” he was just spitballing here, honestly. definitely not in a rush to get anything else, not when he was enjoying himself as is. “always attentive for you, baby. always have my eyes on you.” always watching, usually always willing to give seunggi what he wanted. whether in the form of touches, attention, quiet moments — he didn’t care. if seunggi wanted it he would get it. “wished it had been my hands touching you.” his eyes opened at last so he could move them higher again to hold his hips in a firm grasp. “next time, hm?” came next as he offered a smile, eyes trailing along seunggi’s features.

"i could, if you want me to. was already getting ready to ask you to record it." he didn't care about the specifics, so long as he got to see him somehow. in person was always better, sure, but he never knew when ares' mood would lean in that direction, so. better to have multiple plans in the case that he was out, or something. he hummed at the mention of getting on his knees, "i was going to, before. wanted you to fuck my mouth, actually." another laugh was inevitable. "but, again, you were worried about getting me in bed and food." he was teasing, really — seunggi was the one who asked for food, so not quite fair to hold it over his head. the bed on the other hand? "next time," he agreed with a smile of his own, pressing in to steal a kiss. in that same moment, his hand slipped past ares' waistband, seemingly taking its time in dragging a finger along his length, just to let his thumb tease at the tip. "want to make you feel good. as good as you always make me feel."

“oh, i can record it for you if you’re not around when i do.” ares was grinning at the idea of it. at this rate they would have a whole loop of this, huh? videos and reactions. a good loop to have, in his opinion. “so i ruined my chance?” ares groaned dramatically at that knowledge, even if the smile was quick to return at the added words. “i wanted to make sure you were off the floor and comfy.” was his defense as his head lifted to meet seunggi for the kiss. his eyes were closing with a soft sigh at the teasing touch he got, hips already flexing a little. this teasing was fine for now — he didn’t exactly mind it as long as those hands were on him. “won’t be hard for you. you always make me feel good. just a look can get me hard, baby.” his hand kept moving higher and higher until he could drag his fingers through seunggi’s hair. “thought you said you were trying to make out with me? not a lot of making out right now.”

"i mean, i wouldn't say it's ruined," as if he'd ever pass that up. "i'll give you whatever you want." that, and he wasn't quite sure he was feeling up to his idea just yet, hence his stalling tendencies. "i know, and i appreciate you for it," was murmured once he pulled away from the kiss, eyes flickering over his boyfriend's features as he seemingly fell relaxed. seunggi gave a soft sigh of his own, "so handsome." his hand slid back upwards with a quiet hum, only to lick a long stripe along his palm before his hips lifted to let it disappear in his boyfriend's pants once more. "i'm busy," he laughed, pressing in so he could gently hover his lips over ares'. "too much i want to touch." his mind was going crazy with everything he wanted to do, frankly, everything he wanted to give his boyfriend. it was overwhelming, but only ever in the best way. intoxication at its finest. he left a soft kiss on his bottom lip, only for his hand to curl around his length once and for all. he began with the slowest stroke he could manage, just wanting to feel the weight of it in his hand, and to see what reaction he'd be met with.

ares watched, intently even, as seunggi did his thing. he couldn’t help it, the other man was captivating — more so when he had his hand down his pants. hard not to be captivated in moments like this. “you can put your hand down my pants and kiss me.” ares teased with a soft intake of breath, hips again rocking up into the touch he was being given. “your hand feels so good.” it might not be much, it might have just started — but thats far from something he can complain about. at least he was being touched. “i love you.” was murmured softly, fingers tightening around the others waist as he offered a gentle tug to his hair at the same time. “you could touch more if you took my pants off, you know.”

“you’re making a lot of demands for someone that can’t do much about either.” no, he could. ares rightfully could. he probably had a much bigger upper hand over seunggi than he even realized. but that wouldn’t stop seunggi from teasing him in the mean time, especially when he was situated on top of him. “and i love you more,” he answered easily, fist growing a fraction tighter out of appreciation. “tell me what you want. and i don’t mean your pants off — i’m not doing anything until you tell me.”

“would you rather me just lay here in silence? i can do that, if you want.” it would be very, very hard for him to do. but he could do it. might not be able to stop himself from moaning here and there but talking? he could force himself quiet. only it seemed a few more seconds of waiting and he basically got an answer that worked. “me wanting my pants off qualifies as something i want you to do.” was mused as he settled back into the bed more, eyes not once leaving seunggi’s. “do you want a play by play or just a general idea of what i want?” he asked next with a growing smile.

well, that quickly earned a scoff. “i didn’t say that.” if he was being completely honest, the only time he’d ever turn down hearing his boyfriend’s voice during sex would only be if headphones were involved (and, even then, he’d probably still want to hear). “funny, i wanted them off before and you made me wait. so you can, too.” definitely not long at all, but it was the thought that counted. he picked up the pace of his hand, still keeping it slow, but certainly faster than before. his fist grew tighter each time he neared the tip, only to loosen the grip the same amount on the pass back down. “general idea would be fine,” seunggi answered with a hum. “might ask you for specifics if it’s too general, though.”

“i can’t believe you’re telling me no. locking me out was torture enough!” ares laughed as his eyes left seunggi’s at last, if only to take in the sight of him. straddling his hips, hand down his pants — those eyes on him the way they were? it was like he died and went to heaven. “fuck, seunggi.” there was a soft, mumbled moan as his eyes fell closed for half a second. maybe a full second, two even. it was hard not to get lost when he was being built up so slowly. “i want you on top of me.” one could say that was already checked off his list, obviously. “think you could ride me? i’ll settle for your hand if not.” he quite liked the view this gave him, which really meant there were only two or three options. maybe four if he counted the possibility of having his mouth. “already feels so good, baby.” probably helped that he hadn’t come yet, honestly.

“yeah, but you got around that one, didn’t you?“ he replied with a growing grin. “and you can’t tell me you didn’t like it. i saw the way you were looking at me.” his smile grew weaker at that, only because of the arousal setting in at the thought. a sensation that got more intense at the way ares was looking at him in the moment, and toss in the noises he was making? “yeah, of course i can,” he murmured without any hesitation. it was what he wanted, too — was his original plan to begin with, but with how rough ares was with him earlier? he needed a minute to recoup and steady himself. safe to say he’d had plenty of those by now. “fuck — help me take your pants off.”

“yeah, but not nearly soon enough. i deserve a prize for holding out so long to let you play.” ares’ tone was teasing with a smile to match. “i loved it, actually. don’t want to make it a regular thing though. i love touching you too much.” there was a quick pause. “i’ll take all the doors away.” again, it was a clear teased as he let his fingers dig into his boyfriends sides. every second that passed he tightened just barely, as if the goal was to leave a possible mark. “we can go slow, baby. you can make me lose my mind.” easy, seunggi could make him lose his mind so easy. again, the door was proof of that. “about damn time.” both hands moved to start pushing his sweats down while lifting his hips a fraction to help.

“is this not a prize?” an eyebrow raised, even though he was mostly joking. he’d give ares all the prizes in the world for putting up with him (and his door locking). seunggi let out a genuine laugh at the thought of the other man taking every single door off, but: “if you think that’ll stop me, you’re funny.” really, locking a door was only the beginning of how bad the teasing got. but it’d always be a situational thing. “mhm,” he hummed, leaving a kiss on the corner of his lips before his own hips lifted. he — regrettably — moved his hand from around ares’ length to avoid any speed bumps, only to move off of him entirely so he could stand. “give me a second,” he huffed, clearly impatient, too, as he shuffled across the floor to grab the lube bottle. a short walk back and the bottle found its way onto ares’ middle, “put it on.” his hands, in the meantime, were working on pulling his pants off the rest of the way before they fell to the floor. “want it messy.”

“you’re always a prize.” it wasn’t even an exaggeration on his end — ares was pretty sure seunggi was a gift from god, or something. as if he’d ever even begin to take it, and him, for granted. “it won’t stop you, but i’m pretty sure it’ll make it a lot harder to hide yourself away.” there was a quiet huff when seunggi let go, even if he knew it would probably for the better. a few lazy kicks to his legs in an attempt to get the fabric down this thighs more, though he was more focused on watching seunggi walk. that is until he was scooping up the offered bottle. “sir yes sir.” ares mused with a happy little smile as he popped the cap, and wasted zero time in squeezing some into his hand. a little more than needed, probably, if only to make it how seunggi wanted. even just stroking himself once or twice was enough to get him moaning again, legs spreading a little more more so. made easier when his pants were finally gone for good. “get back over here, baby.”

seunggi certainly didn't have to be told twice — the second the other man's pants were gone, he made his way back onto the bed. granted, it took him a second or two to take in the sight of his boyfriend. "god, what am i gonna do with you?" was muttered with a quiet laugh, tossing a leg over his hips so he was straddling him once more. "sound fuckin' perfect and you've barely been touched." it was making the sinking feeling in his stomach worse, if he was being totally honest. hence why there was next to no wait between his settling his weight back and his hand finding ares' cock to line himself up. his motion to letting his weight fall was slow; slow enough to have his lips parting with a gasp and his shoulders falling relaxed. in no hurry to pick himself up again, he offered a steady grind, like trying to get him as deep as he could manage. "'s so good. you feel so good."

“yeah? you like how i sound, baby? it’s all for you.” ares moved to grab both thighs again, hands moving slowly and not stopping until he was able to grab at his ass. “you did this, made me like this.” ares would stand by the fact that seunggi could just say the right thing and he’d get half hard in his pants. “fuck, yes. just like that.” already it was enough to have his breath catching in his throat, his own hips flexing up against seunggi. “so tight around me.” considering both hands were already there, ares was urging his boyfriend on in hopes the grinding didn’t stop. “stay like this, baby. let me look at you.”

it was hard not to let one hand drift from ares' sides to sit on top of his boyfriend's, just to coerce him into grabbing harder if he wanted. he didn't think he'd hold back if he didn't want to — the door being exhibit a and seunggi on his stomach being exhibit b — but it never hurt to let him indulge. he kept his pace consistent, small sighs getting wrapped between quiet moans as he ground his hips down. his head tipped back some at one point before both hands found their way to ares' chest, where they'd plant themselves as he rocked. "let me hear you, mm?" well, both hands stayed planted there until the camera tossed to the sight caught his eye, bringing a small grin to his lips. he did his best to maintain the rhythm he had as he leaned to grab it, turning the device in his hands as he shifted his weight back once again. "i hope you've got a lot of inserts in this."

funny how that works — the moment there was added weight over his hand, ares was indeed tightening his grasp. more so he was squeezing at the handfuls he had, fingers massaging into the skin at the same time. “i think i can come just like this, baby.” jesus, he felt too good for how little he was getting. every subtle rock of the other man’s hips did the job, though, it had him moaning all the same. “m’never going to get sick of this fucking view.��� ares murmured as one hand trailed around to let his fingers ghost over his boyfriends hip and slowly down his thigh. the smile was quick to grow in the same second as the camera came back into play, eyes following the others hands as he grabbed it. “should be … eight left. don’t hog them all,” a breathy laugh escaped as he let his gaze land on seungg once again with a teasing hint to his next words. “i want at least one of you on my cock.”

"yeah?" how could he not be enticed by that? but: "don't." he wanted to drive ares up the wall, and while he'd love to hear and watch him get off with just a slow pace, he wasn't going to let that happen. he'd let him come, sure, but he wanted to see how much he could take, so he hoped that he wasn't that close. an eyebrow quirked at the caution he received, "so, you'll let me use seven, then?" he teased. he really only wanted two pictures, maybe three. as long as he got those, ares could do whatever the hell he wanted with the rest, seunggi would be along for the ride. after inspecting the camera to make sure he knew what he was doing, he brought it to his eye, easily pointing the lens down to include ares' face and his chest, where seunggi's other hand was glued. "so fuckin' handsome, baby. should put you on a canvas." but there was just one thing — the hand on his chest slowly slid along his skin, dancing over his collarbone before wrapping around his boyfriend's neck. he waited for a second or two to take the picture, only in the hopes of including a possible reaction, too.

“don’t come?” that was something that needed to be clarified here. “i’ll do my best.” ares couldn’t help the laugh — but he would. he’d do his best to give seunggi whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted it. give or take a few situations, obviously. but here, right now? it wasn’t too hard to put the effort in. “you could have all eight if you wanted. i might just — complain a little.” it was hard to keep his sentences whole, moans and gasps filtering through as his back arched slightly. “keep moving —“ considering the other hasn’t exactly stopped he was sure his words were unnecessary, but ares couldn’t help it. “fuck,” the word was muttered softly as he swallowed, as if that was unavoidable with the hand against his neck. his lips parted with a gasp as he let his eyes find seunggi’s again, chin tilting up slightly as he dug his fingers into the others thigh.

"— no, i want you to. just not yet. not like this." and by this, he was referring to the grinding alone. it was hard to keep it like this, anyway, when ares was making noises that seunggi knew he'd love to hear for the rest of his life. the second the picture was taken, he was placing the camera to the side, not even bothering to remove the polaroid as it came out. no, he was far more interested in his hand forcibly finding ares' chest again, putting more weight on it as he lifted his hips once and for all. his fingers tightened their hold as he hissed out in pleasure with the drop of his hips. he picked up the pace compared to his previous grinding, all with the intention of hearing more from the man underneath him, his hips falling harder with every lift, "f-fuck, that's it. y'fill me up so well, i could cry, baby. so good for me."

“thank god,” there was relief in his words — he was happy to know there was only minimal effort needed not to come. or more, not to come right this second. not that he was really on the brink of anything, but if he put his mind to it? well, he wouldn’t be so it didn’t matter. “yes, yes—“ ares’ stomach sunk with a sharp intake of breath, fingers curling and relaxing once or twice against his boyfriends ass as he tried to keep himself under control. his eyes even fluttered close as more moans spilled free, mind drifting to focus on the ball that was only growing in the pit of his stomach. “you make me so fucking happy.” ares rocked up into seunggi once or twice, legs shifting as if in search for a better position. “does it feel good, baby? do i feel good inside you.” the urge to wrap his hand around seunggi’s cock was growing stronger, though he found himself blindly reaching for the camera instead. “fuck, seunggi — you’re beautiful.” before he even lined the camera up he knew it was going to be blurry. but honestly? that was exciting — it would give them something to remember as they tried to pick out details down the road. with the photo of himself falling to his chest he was clicking the button in the same second, only to let his eyes close again with a loud moan.

"fuck, ares," he groaned out with a sharp gasp. "i love you. god, fuck — i love you so much." seunggi couldn't bring himself to answer the question due to the moans now falling at their own will, but he assumed that that was as good of an answer as any. the feeling of one of ares' hands moving had his eyes following, letting out a mangled huff of a laugh at the sight of his boyfriend going for the camera. he didn't pay much mind to it, really — he kept his eyes glued on his boyfriend's features, so he got close enough. the hand on ares' throat landed next to his head as seunggi sought to pick up the pace as much as he could manage before he'd outright lose his mind on the spot. but it turned out that trying to avoid it didn't do much — the second his hips shifted, the change in angle had his jaw falling slack in surprise, a loud moan taking the invitation to soar out of him. "right there, right there, it's good — 's so good, baby, please."

“mhm, i’m so close. don’t stop — keep going, baby.” ares was finding it hard and hard to say these things — a telltale sign he was indeed close. so close in fact that he couldn’t stop himself from meeting seunggi thrust for thrust, fucking up into him. “that’s it, baby. fuck yourself on me — make yourself come. make a mess all over me. i want it.” as if he had to prove his words ares was wrapping his hand around seunggi’s cock, eager as could be to start stroking him with a tight grasp. and until his boyfriend came? he planned on keeping his hand right where it was. “so fucking good, you’re doing so good — making me feel so good.” ares’ gasps and moans could attest to that, that’s for sure. “m’close — don’t stop, don’t stop until you come.” whether it was right along with him, or minutes after, ares didn’t care. not when he himself was what, seconds away? “fuck, seunggi — “ the hand on his boyfriends ass lifted to land a slap - not nearly as hard as earlier, but the harsh way ares grabbed him after made up for it.

the second ares started fucking into him, seunggi felt everything become blurry. it was all melting together, but he could hear his boyfriend speaking, egging him on word for word, in between the strings of curses flying out of him now. the hand around his cock had him all but crying out in both pleasure and surprise. "ares, you're — fuck, b-ba — i'm gonna fuckin' —" he could feel it building, the tension in his stomach ready to topple over at any second, and perhaps that's what had him moaning out the loudest. being so close, having ares speaking to him like that, yet still having to ride it out. of course it was the slap to his ass that had him coming — it might not've been as hard as he would've liked, but it still caught him by surprise, bringing his hips to come down roughly onto ares' cock. it ripped through him, really, with a loud gasp and a shudder, his hand all but digging his nails into his boyfriend's chest as his head fell forward some and his jaw slack. he did his best to keep the pace going for ares despite his orgasm, the motions forcing him to take sharp breaths. "fuck me, baby, fuckin' — want you to come inside me. more than anything, ares."

ares honestly, truly, didn’t think he’d be able to last much longer. just as seunggi had been earlier, he was currently hanging on by a thread. “seunggi,” with both feet having planted down against the bed he was quick to help where he could — or more get him coming just moments after his boyfriend with a few messy thrusts. both hands moved to wrap his arms around the others back, tugging him down as he himself leaned up. that was met with a swift turn to let seunggi’s back hit the bed and then his weight fell to settle over top of him. not that he stayed like that for long, though the only movement he offered was pulling his hips back a little to slip out. “i —“ that’s all he managed, his brain was basically scrambled at this point so instead he pressed his face against seunggi’s neck. “hold me?”

seunggi all but melted at his name falling from his boyfriend's lips, and where his grinding was likely to lose all sense of rhythm as a result, he was mentally thanking ares for taking the lead here. his brows furrowed, pulling into a tight line with how hard ares continued to fuck into him, no matter how messy it got. he moaned out at the feeling of the other finishing inside of him, the motion he would've made to grind down against him disrupted by arms looping around his back. the turn caught him off-guard, too, a low gasp slipping out of him at the feeling of his back hitting the bed. but after a second, his own arms made their way around ares' shoulders quickly, one hand rubbing at his back out of full-fledged concern, while the other found its way into his hair to try to soothe him. "of course, baby," he murmured easily, brows furrowing again, but this time for a different reason. "are you okay?" his neck craned to press a kiss or two to what he could manage of his head before scattering more along his shoulder. "was it too much, baby?"

“i should be asking you that.” was mumbled with a quiet laugh, eyes closed as his arms settles on either side of the other. seunggi was the one that had came three times this morning, one rough as hell and then this? he was a trooper. “m’okay, though. thank you.” his own head turned to press a kiss into seunggi’s chest. “just wanted your arms around me.” wanted to melt down on top of him and bask in the afterglow that came with their orgasms. “are you okay? was that okay?” he was concerned about it all … adding up, though at the same time? he had confidence in their communication and how either would put a stop to something.

seunggi laughed at that, the hand on his back instead opting to run up and down his spine instead. "good," he let out a small, relieved sigh. "had me concerned for a minute there." his own eyes fell closed with a hum, carefully twirling ares' hair between his fingers as he tried to catch his breath. "mm, i'm alright. that? that was fucking great," he answered all too honestly, letting his boyfriend's frame help his own melt further into the bed. "loved it, actually. a lot." he gave a gentle tug to his hair. "and i love you. a lot."

“y’know, we need a safe word or something so we don’t have to worry.” ares snorted a soft laugh, though really? either way he was sure they’d both still find these kinds of questions falling past their lips after. “s’hole morning was great.” a content sigh escaped only for his head to lift to press a soft kiss to seunggi’s lips. “and i love you. more.” was teased with a smile. “can’t wait to see all these pictures.”

“mm, you’re right. kind of a good thing we’ve gone so long without one, though, no?” it meant they had good communication and trust between one another, so if there was anything worthy of a high five, he felt it’d be that. “it was,” he agreed, eyes pulling open at the feeling of ares moving. all for good reason, as the kiss had his own small smile spreading across his lips. the hand in ares’ hair shifted to cup his cheek, his thumb lazily dragging along his cheek while he had the chance to look at him. “uhh, no. i think i love you more. and they should be good by now, right? mine might be shit, but i tried to do you justice.”

“a very good thing.” add on the fact that they’ve never had a situation where one would have actually been needed? he was sure they could keep on going the way they were with no problems. his eyes flickered along his boyfriends features as his face turned into his hand gently. “fine, i’ll let you have this one.” ares teased, though after another moment he was moving look around the bed. “they’re everywhere.” a breathy laugh escaped as he reached for the first one, and then another. “i mean, you were literally bouncing on my dick. i’d say it came out perfect.” was mused as he turned the picture with a grin so the other man could look. “kinda like how some of them are blurry.” ares was reaching for whatever ones he could without having to get up, and turning them all so seunggi could see.

“i don’t know what’d be a good one — what’s something you’d never say during sex?” he was sure there was a giant list of words, but some of them felt weird to spit out. for example: his first instinct was ‘nachos’. horrible option and clearly speaking right from his stomach. he snorted out a laugh at ares’ grading rubric before his eyes fell to look at the picture held out to him. “you’re right, they look good like that,” he hummed, his hand finding its way back into his boyfriend’s hair as he played his makeshift claw game. “i think i want another one of us right now. might be shit because i don’t know if selfies work on this thing, but.” he shrugged as much as he could. “can you reach it?”

“something ridiculous. it all sounds ridiculous when sex is involved.” was mused after a split second of thinking about it. “imagine saying peanut butter with me on top of you or something.” it was funny, but not in the sense of it being needed. ares was just picking and choosing here, apparently. “i want these two in my wallet but i also want them out to see whenever.” a snort of a laugh at his newfound dilemma, eyes having focused on the close up of seunggi’s face and the very first one he took. “s’my favorite.” he flipped it again to show seunggi his own face, smile growing as he glanced towards the camera. “let’s just hope for the best.” his other hand reached for it with a heavy groan — mostly dramatic as his other hand came down for support against seunggi. “the things i do for love.” he joked as he looked back to seunggi and offered the camera up. “would you like the honors?”

“that’s true,” he laughed, offering a light squeeze to ares’ side as he did. “i think we’d probably laugh, if anything. we should just stick with stop.” never did him wrong in any situation ever, so no need to fix what wasn’t broken. “you can keep one in your wallet and the other out, swap ‘em when you feel like it. frankly, you can do whatever you want with them, as long as you’re not putting them on a billboard,” he teased, tugging a bit at his boyfriends hair. “it’s a good picture,” he agreed, even if the sight of it did have his cheeks going pink. he snorted at the dramatics he received in response to his request, hands lifting to take the device in his hands but giving ares all of his attention first. “thank you, baby,” he teased, opening his arms wide again. “yeah, i can take it. but get your ass back here. you’re keeping me warm.”

“gonna put it where my id should go — see it every time i open my wallet.” ares was sure it would surprise him for the first few times, though as far as he was concerned? that was a good surprise. “oh-“ his eyes grew wide and excited at the idea seunggi gave him, as if he was actually considering it. “a billboard. could see you everywhere i look.” ares was back down with little hesitation, always eager to find his way into his boyfriends arms. “want me to turn the bed up?” he mused with a grin even as he once more let his head fall to the others chest. it really wasn’t hard to get comfortable here, that’s for sure. “gotta take two. but only after we see how the first one comes out, see if we have to fix the angle or something.”

“oh, god — you better not ever lose it,” seunggi laughed, almost mortified at what would happen if that did happen. an innocent person just looking to be a good samaritan and — oh, there’s seunggi butt-ass naked where the id should be. he offered a joking shove in response to his boyfriend running with the billboard idea, at least until he could wrap one arm around his shoulders again. “mm, not yet. think i’m gonna take a bath before i let myself fall asleep.” or, even better, he’d fall asleep in the bath. two birds, one stone. “alright, but i’m gonna need you to grab the first one when it comes out.” he placed the camera on ares’ back in an attempt to figure out how to hold it so he’d be able to take a picture with one hand. and after a moment of wrestling with it, he held his arm straight out and offered a small smile before letting the shutter close.

“i’ve never lost an id to this day, i don’t think we have anything to worry about.” it wasn’t hard for him to get comfortable again, eyes closing as he sunk down against him again. “mmm, do i have an invitation?” ares already knew he wasn’t going to want to part ways, so might as well get the question out of the way. “i hope it comes out good.” ares mumbled in answer to hearing the shutter sound, eyes finally opening again to watch it come out. “pictures still baffle me. catching a moment — a real life, actually happened moment and printing it out. it’s so crazy.” ares was reaching for the picture to carefully lay it down on the bed. “i can’t wrap my head around it.”

"i mean your wallet," seunggi corrected with a quiet snort, "don't want some random person seeing what's for your eyes only." his hand strayed to find ares' hair with ease, naturally wanting to make him as comfortable as possible while he relaxed. "of course you do. might fall asleep on you, but the tub and i would love to have you." he expected none of what came out of his boyfriend’s mouth next, but it had him chuckling under his breath all the same. “you sound so old when you say things like that,” he hummed. it was almost like ares was so old, huh? “do you remember when you used a camera for the first time?” he wouldn’t be surprised, if not. after so many years, inventions and the crazy things that went along with them might’ve blended together. “how’s it look?”

“oh — haven’t lost that either.” ares laughed into his boyfriends skin, head nodding slightly in answer. “i’ll make sure no one is looking over my shoulder before opening it. caution to the wind when it’s your face, though.” ares didn’t want anyone looking at seunggi naked like that either, so — same page. “i like when you fall asleep on me. i’ll make sure you don’t drown in the meantime.” he added as his hand lifted again to see if the picture was developed. “what - you’re telling me you understand it? how does it even make sense.” ares was sure he could look it up and everything, but that didn’t mean his brain would make sense of it. “i remember seeing them around here and there, but i didn’t use one or anything.” ares mused as he did his best to recall it all. “i got one maybe like … early nineteen twenties. it’s downstairs somewhere, looks absolutely ridiculous.” ares lifted his hand again to hold the picture up, humming as he looked over what he could see. “almost, it’s fading in.” or whatever it was doing. “you got both of us — lots of the bed, half of us.” ares laughed as he turned the picture now that it wasn’t as faded for his boyfriend to see with a grin. “it’s cute. we’re cute.”

“that works for me.” as long as they understood one another, it’d be fine. “ah, i appreciate you playing lifeguard for me,” he hummed, fingers carding through his boyfriend’s hair in an attempt to brush his hair out of his face. “don’t be scared to wake me, though.” he was more than aware that there was only so long a bath would remain comfortable, and the last thing he wanted was to trap ares in there with him while he had a snooze fest. “i mean — yeah, kinda. it’s just capturing light. i could give the whole explanation if you really wanted it.” after dealing with cameras and everything else involved in media production, he supposed he picked up random bits of information after a while. “ah, don’t tell me it’s one of those giant ones with the giant cloaks, or whatever. you should show me when we go down there.” he really had no idea what a century-old camera would look like, so he was just making an educated guess at that point. “shit, did i? this thing is harder than i thought,” he laughed, even more so when his eyes settled on the picture. he brought the camera closer, resting it on ares’ back again for a moment while he inspected the picture. “it is cute. i think i like this one.”

“only if the water gets too cold.” even then ares would be inclined to turn the hot water back on, so really seunggi could get a good bit of nap time out of him. “speak your facts all you want, it’s still a mystery to me.” ares snorted a laugh as he turned his face into the others chest, lips pressing a kiss there before his head lifted again to look at the now developed picture. “no, no. god, definitely not one of these huge ones. it’s handheld. just — you’ll see when i show you.” his amusement was still present as he glanced back to his boyfriends face, watching as he spoke. “you did a good job.” was hummed softly as gently tapped his fingers against seunggi’s chest. “want me to start the bath or do you want to stay like this for a little?”

“oh,” seunggi’s eyebrows raised while his lips formed an impressed pout as he thought about it. “do you still know how to take a picture on it? or is all of that way outdated?” he’d probably even just settle for pictures that were taken using it, if ares still had any. but of course he was curious as to what a modern day ares would look like on it. “thank you, baby,” he murmured, carefully moving the camera so he wasn’t using the other man as a table anymore. “mm, can you start the bath? i might fall asleep if we lay here any longer.”

“i’m sure it’ll come back to me. i’m not sure it’ll work. but we can try. maybe after the bath.” unless they ended up napping right after, he was sure going to the basement was the only real plan they might have for the day. “of course.” once the weight of the camera was off of him, ares was pushing up im onto his elbows so he could hover over the other man. before getting up he was dropping his head to steal a kiss, and only after that he was finally getting up. “i’ll get the fluffiest towels, the best soap, and the warmest water. only the best for you.” ares was grinning once more. “lavender?”

“curious to see how it’d even work.” for some reason, his mind was blanking on what the nineteen-twenties even looked like. electricity? maybe. outlets or batteries? less likely. he had no fucking clue. seunggi’s hands fell to run along the other man’s sides as he hovered him, grinning all too easily once it was clear he was coming in for a kiss. his hand grabbed at one of his boyfriend’s as he got up, just to lazily hold it while he spoke. “that sounds amazing, a,” he answered honestly, giving a tug of the other’s hand so he could bring it to his lips and leave a kiss on his knuckles. “i love you.”

“and i love you.” so, so much. more than he knew you could even love someone, and then double it. he’d conquer the world if seunggi wanted him to. luckily for them both he highly doubted that would be something his boyfriend ever asked for. a bath, however? much more manageable, way less causalities. “don’t you fall asleep. you wake up to me dumping you into the bath.” was his weightless threat, one thrown over his shoulder before he disappeared into the bathroom. the sound of water starting could be heard soon after, and then he was making quick work of both bubbles and piling up their towels. “i mean it, you better not!”

“i won’t, i promise!” was his laughing response, almost offended by the accusation. though, really, the second he was left alone to roll under the covers until the water was ready, he knew that he was dangerously close to doing so. his breathing started to slow after a few short minutes, his eyelids growing heavy and the physical exhaustion taking over his body and he was so close to just —— a soft sigh slipped out of him as he tossed the blankets off of his body so he could sit up. next his feet hit the floor before he tiredly padded into the bathroom, hip lazily leaning against the counter as he waited. “‘s it almost done? i’ll give you twenty bucks if it’s almost done.”

“twenty whole bucks — that’s dinner!” he looked over his shoulder at that and held his hand out as if expecting to be paid right this instant. “or is it credit? i’ll wait.” he teased before reaching just enough to run his fingers through the water. “it’s warm, almost enough water. we can get in.” was mused as he glanced towards his boyfriend again, once more lifting his hand only this time it was to wave him over. “come, it’s my turn to hold you. i’ll even wash your hair free of charge.” ares would give seunggi the full spa treatment, let him relax into the water until he actually did fall asleep — if he did. though considering it, he should probably get in first, huh? exactly what he did, one foot at a time, only to slowly lower in.

seunggi snickered under his breath, “that was so cheesy.” so adorable that it made his heart swell and his smile wide, but cheesy. his hand lifted, too, once ares waved him over, in a somewhat delayed attempt to reach for his boyfriend’s hand as he walked over. “for free? jeez, these places are really stepping up their customer service these days, huh?” was murmured with raised eyebrows, thinking it must be his turn to be a little cheesy here. he watched as the other man stepped into the bath, his hand lifting to card through his own hair to pull it out of his face until he sat. then he did the same — stepping in slowly so he wouldn’t splash before moving to sit in the water with a sigh of contentment. “ah, this is perfect.”

“well, tips are encouraged. i accept cash, card, and kisses.” ares was unable to resist the urge to grab at his boyfriends ass, his smile doubling in size as he offered a squeeze — not that he got too greedy. he wasn’t trying to get his hands sat on, so instead? ares was all too happy to loop his arms around the other man’s waist, his own body leaning back to gently pull seunggi along too. there was no way he’d be sitting up this whole time, not when they could get comfortable. “are you going to help me put the door back on? or should we just leave it?” it was asked with a smile, voice soft as he let his chin hit seunggi’s shoulder.

“ah, in that case? i have a reputation for being quite the tipper.” now that kisses were mentioned, he felt like he was utterly lacking in how many he’d given ares since they first woke up. time for him to make up for it when he got the chance — he’d probably end up smothering him in them. seunggi’s smile grew amused at the squeeze to his ass, his tone turning teasing, “glad you always have your eyes on the prize.” he hummed quietly as his hands settled on the other man’s forearms, easily sitting back with him to settle between his legs and press his back against his chest. “yeah, i can help you, it was half my doing anyway.” maybe a little more than that, but he hadn’t actually expected ares to take it off, no matter how much he wanted to see it. one hand lifted to let his fingers trace along the one side of ares’ face, tapping lightly as he did so. “mm, unless you want to leave it. might be beneficial for you,” he teased because, well, who knew when he’d have the urge to do something like this again? “what’s the heaviest thing you’ve ever moved? like, how strong are you really?”

“you can just be the tool passer.” it kept him smiling to think about, though for what reason he didn’t know. probably just because it was seunggi, and ares adored every second he got to spend with him. even if that time was spent reattaching a door. “might just rip it off sooner next time, that’s your warning on it.” ares laughed, head dropping so he could press his lips to the other man’s shoulder. a hum followed out next, head tipping just a little as he thought over it. “i don’t know. i don’t think i’ve ever tried to test it. well -“ he paused for a second like shifting through his memories. “i can crush a rock in my hand. could probably pick a car up pretty easy.” another pause, brows furrowing some. “m’not sure which would be harder though. maybe we can just go to the gym and see how much i can bench.” an amused snort followed, he could only imagine how someone his size would look with it maxed out.

“well, that’s just something we’ll have to live with, then, isn’t it? constantly taking doors off just to put them back,” he mused with a laugh. not such a bad thing, he supposed. not like it was causing any actual damage. “i think you being able to lift a car would be telling enough,” he laughed, his other hand dropping to gently scratch at his boyfriend’s thigh mindlessly. “i would love to see you at the gym, though. showing up guys twice your size,” he snorted, as if they weren’t almost (meaning: a very small difference) the same height. another small hum and his eyes fell closed, head tilting back a bit to rest on ares’ shoulder, “— can i go on a tangent for a second?”

“probably — we can try it sometime. you can pick the car.” ares let his eyes fall closed as the warmth of the water started to soak into his bones. given, such a question was almost enough to have his eyes opening, as if the concern was too much to push down. but that was getting ahead of himself, no need to worry until he needed to worry. “mhm, yeah, you can.” ares rubbed small circles into the others hip, his other hand lifting so he could slowly drag it through seunggi’s hair.

“might pick one of your old ones,” he grinned. “they’re probably ten times heavier, right?” maybe he’d find out the makes and models of each of them and see which one was the heaviest, who’s to say. seunggi relaxed further into his boyfriend’s hold, taking a second to try to find the right words before he spoke. “i know i say it a lot, but i really do love you,” he murmured, a soft huff leaving parted lips. “you make me feel so.. safe, you know? and you’re so kind and patient, even when i know i’m being a pain in the ass.” his hand offered a small squeeze to his boyfriend’s thigh, “and you’ve given me so much —“ he couldn’t help but offer a soft laugh here, despite his heart feeling like it was going to beat out of his chest. “a home, love, a life — hope.” his other hand dropped to offer a squeeze to his other thigh, knowing it was as close as he could get to hugging him in their current position. “and you’ve never expected anything in return. you’ve never pushed me for anything. and i just — i love you, ares. i love you, i love you, i love you. its not enough words for how i feel, but i do. and i wanted to say thank you, for everything.”

those first few words were enough to have any growing concern melting away, only to let a smile take its place. but when seunggi kept going? it only took a few moments for his eyes to open again, head turning just a little to look at seunggi as he spoke. each and every word seemed to go right to his heart, causing it to swell more and more. one hand left his boyfriends hip to search for his hand instead, wanting to offer a squeeze as his eyes looked over his features. “seunggi,” was murmured softly in response at first, the hand in his hair sliding down across his neck and lower to rest over his chest. “that means so much to me.” that didn’t even begin to cover it, he wasn’t sure he ever would be able to. maybe as the years passed he would figure it out. “i don’t want to do this with anyone else. i want to give you everything.” ares couldn’t bring himself to look away — not that he’d want to anyway. no, everything he wanted was right here in his arms. “i love you, more than i think i can ever say. i don’t want you to ever forget that.” compared to what the other man just said, his own words didn’t seem nearly enough but for the moment? it was like seunggi went and made him speechless.

“you don’t understand — you have given me everything.” he didn’t know how to express it, how to properly show how he was feeling in a way that’d matter. but he wanted to try at the least. “all i want is you. i don’t care about anything else.” ares was all of those things and more wrapped into one for seunggi. he inspired him endlessly, whether it be with his strength or his generosity. he was convinced he was too good for this world — it almost made sense that he’d be otherworldly in the way that he was. his hand shifted to take his boyfriend’s hand in his, holding it carefully. “i won’t forget. never.” his thumb began to drag along his knuckles, offering his own squeeze before his head turned slightly, eyes now open. “let me take it from here, hm? you deserve everything and more. let me take care of you.”

“i’m never going anywhere.” a promise he was more than willing to make. as far as he was concerned? the day they went their separate ways was unwelcome, he wanted nothing to do with it. he’d go as far as saying he was confident in saying it would never happen, that seunggi would be apart of his life forever. “you just being here is more than enough for me.” funny, considering that was basically what seunggi said too. but it was true, seunggi was his everything, his world — the reason to keep doing this with a smile on his face. “you letting me in, spending time with me — seunggi you take care of me in ways i didn’t know i needed.” whether it be right now, literally, or in general, seunggi already gave him everything. “you don’t know how happy i am right now, or just … any second of the day.”

seunggi felt himself relax further at those words, a soft sigh of relief slipping out of him. “i like hearing that.” he had more than mountains worth of faith in ares, of trust in him, but it was just…one of those things that he couldn’t shake. it’d grow quiet, sure, and wasn’t always at the forefront of his mind, but it would be a lie to say he never worried about it. “is it?” he asked quietly, more curious than anything else. it wasn’t like it was an insane idea — seunggi felt the exact same way. “i want to make you happy for the rest of my — of our lives, mm?” his other hand moved to settle on top of ares’ where it sat on his chest, before taking it in his own to press a kiss to his palm. “ugh — fuck this tub. i want to hug you to death right now.”

“yes, seunggi— yes, it’s enough. you are enough. i want to see the world with you, yeah, but we could stay right here and i would be happy. whatever we do, wherever we go, i don’t care as long as you’re there with me.” cheesy, maybe, but that’s how he felt. he couldn’t change it, nor did he want to. “no matter what.” ares lifted his head off of the others shoulder again, though he didn’t really go to far. not that he could even if he wanted to. “oh, baby.” a soft laugh, smile growing as those words registered and he tightened his hold on his boyfriend. “you can always straddle me, i’ll take all the hugs you want to give.” it was said only for him to continue on right after. “or we could, you know, get out.”

“ah, but you told me you’d wash my hair free of charge,” he teased with a grin, hands and body shifting so that he could reposition himself and face ares without kicking him in the process. “besides, you set all of this up. ‘m taking a nap in here like my life depends on it.” he pressed in so he could take the suggestion and straddle ares, not caring how awkward it might be in the tub. his arms found their way around his frame, settling in against him in a proper embrace. “you’re too good to me, ares kim.”

“i’ll wash your hair whenever you want.” ares snorted out a laugh as he watched the other move, being careful of his own legs to stay out of the way. “you’re acting like we can’t do this whenever we want.” his words were nothing but teasing, both hands dropping to seunggi’s waist. they soon looped tighter around him, eager as could be to keep his boyfriend close with his head falling to rest against his shoulder. “better get used to it, it’s never going to stop.” ares murmured, smile evident in his voice as he slowly rubbed his hand along seunggi’s back. “you make the last three hundred years worth it.”

“just let me spend some time with my boyfriend, ah?” he teased right back, melting into his hold with a stupid little grin. “i don’t think i’m ever going to,” he sighed happily, letting one arm lift to sit over ares’ shoulder so he could rub along his upper back. “yah — don’t say that. you’ll make me cry.” as if everything wasn’t capable of doing that if someone tried hard enough. “i’m glad the universe brought us together. still can’t believe there was a two-hundred-and-something year old man in my history class, but. what can you do?”

“would it be happy tears? or are you so, so sad that i’m so damn old?” ares murmured into his boyfriends skin, smile present even if it wasn’t exactly on display right now. “oh, that was your lucky day. i’m the best person to get stuck with in history.” not that he was around for everything that happened, but he’s had more than enough time to learn. “i was right about being the next love of your life. if that’s the only thing i’m ever right about, i’ll be happy forever.”

“maybe a little bit of both,” he joked, knowing damn well that it’d only ever be happy tears. he tilted his head a bit so his rested on ares’, fingers gently scratching at his skin. he let out a much louder snort at the reminder of his amazing first impression, giving his side a squeeze. “i really should’ve kept that as your contact. maybe i should change it back.” probably wouldn’t have the same effect, but whatever. it was the thought that count. “and take out the next. no one before you mattered — ‘s just you.” he offered a bit of a tug to the hair on the back of his head as he pulled back a bit, too. “c’mere.”

“the last love of your life.” ares corrected with that same smile. “something about you just … i knew i needed to talk to you.” ares let his hand drop to his boyfriends lower back as he happily followed along with what seunggi wanted. for what, he could only assume here but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t hoping for a kiss. more than just hoping, seeing how his eyes dropped to the others lips the moment he was looking at his face again. his other hand found its way up to clasp around seunggi’s jaw, smile never once fading even as he moved in to steal a kiss.

“better,” seunggi grinned. “you can just say i was smokin’ hot, babe. it’s okay,” he teased, knowing that, if anything, he probably looked exhausted off his ass every time they had class, so. his grin widened as he watched his boyfriend’s eyes, appreciating the fact that they were certainly on the same page as he met him halfway for the kiss. then another. and another. he didn’t pull away until his itch was satisfied, and even then he was convinced he could kiss ares all day. he hummed as he sat back, the hand he had in ares’ hair lifting to card it out of his face so he could get a better look at him. “so handsome,” he murmured. “my beautiful boy, mm?” he leaned forward to press a kiss to the other man’s forehead. “let’s get out of here, before it freezes us out.”

ares couldn't stop the actual laugh that escaped when those words registered, head nodding a few times. "i did think you were the most beautiful person i've seen in, what, at least one full century." his words were truthful, but at the same time a little teasing. "maybe two, even. two centuries." there was another peck of a kiss given, all too happy to lean in for whatever kisses he was offered. "mhm, i love you." the smile wasn't going anywhere, though it did soften as his grasp tightened around the other. those words were all he needed as he kept his grip and stood, seemingly uncaring for the mess of water that might come from his actions. at this point, after the door, why not just throw caution to the wind? "i'm so happy we kept the bed on."

“yeah, uh-huh.” again, all he could remember was wanting to roll back into bed every other minute of every day, so. teasing disbelief felt like the way to go. “and i love you.” where he was ready to begin moving off of ares, he was met with a tightening grip, leaving him laughing out a, “wh —“ what are you doing was what he meant to say, but the entire statement was replaced by a laughing gasp, his hands finding ares’ shoulders to hold. “you’re gonna have to give me a warning next time.” you’d think after so long he’d be used to it, but nope. not in the tub, at least. “ah, me too. i had a feeling we’d end up back in there at some point.” a lot sooner than he anticipated, sure, but that was all his own doing. “gonna have to have a cleaning spree later, i think.”

both hands fell to the backs of seunggi's thighs, smile growing wide and happy as he carefully stepped out of the tub and onto the rug. "yeah, i'll do my best." ares chuckled to himself as he finally let seunggi's feet hit the floor, though his hands were reluctant to let go. one drifted to his boyfriends hip as the other was reaching for a nearby towel, of which was offered to the other man. "might as well make it worth it - what else can we break?" was joked as the hand on seunggi's hip gave a small tug, as if they weren't already so close together, so he could land another kiss on his lips. "could try for the bedframe next."

seunggi was a little glad to have his feet back on the ground — again, mostly because of the tub aspect, his smile growing as he received the towel with ease. he wrapped it over his shoulders, first, apparently in good timing with the tug he received. he leaned into ares a bit, humming with appreciation at the kiss he received. though, all of that went out the window once he quirked an eyebrow, "surprised you haven't broken it already, to be honest," he grinned, a hand lifting to let his thumb swipe over his boyfriend's cheek. though, it'd be a lie to say he wasn't entertaining the idea. "i have a feeling that'll be a more frequent problem than the doors."

“maybe not today, i think you need a break.” ares snorted a soft laugh as his hands instead moved to wrap around his boyfriends waist, keeping him close. though one did move, finding its way down to land a smack on his ass despite his words. “if you see me loosening some screws before hand, no you didn’t.” ares teased with another kiss to the other man’s lips, of which was followed by a nip to his bottom lip. “if you’re not cuddling me in the next ten minutes, i might cry.” dramatic, yeah, a little — a lie? who knows.

"i think so, too," he sighed, as if that was the worst thing in the world. "if only you didn't fuck the hell out of me before. could've had me roaring for another one." his grin grew wider, only to get replaced by a surprised breath, which was then replaced by a sly curl of his lips. "'s no fun if you do that," his hold on the other man's face grew firmer, especially with his hum in response to the tug of his lip. "gonna drive me crazy again if you don't watch it," was his only warning on the matter. he might've been physically worn out, but as far as he was concerned, that didn't include his mouth. a dangerous thought, sure, but it couldn't be helped. "c'mon. the last thing i want to do is make you cry," he moved to wrap the other towel around his boyfriend's waist, even if it was just until they made it to the bed. the motion was followed by a tug to his hand, backward footsteps slowly carrying seunggi out of the bathroom.

such words were enough to have a laugh bubbling past his lips, brow cocking as his mind went crazy with it. “i could tie up your hands and ride you instead.” was mused in response, his own smile finding his lips as he watched seunggi’s features. “i’d never. don’t think i’d actually have to. might make you wait to experience it, though.” ares teased with another quiet snicker, head nodding a few times as he took his warning. would he listen to it, maybe not, but it would sit in the back of his mind for a while. “good, i don’t want to cry either. makes my throat hurt, and not in a good way.” ares murmured, all to happy to follow his boyfriends steps backwards. of course he was doing his best to keep the distance between them the same, even if it had his steps a little funny. “next time you have to go get your phone i might just have to peek into your head.” ares never did anymore, not without asking of course — if anything his words were just teasing as his hands squeezed against the others skin.

seunggi's lips pursed despite his smile not moving, almost biting back a challenging remark. he already witnessed what happened when he pushed the tease, but he saw no reason to break the door and the bed frame all in one morning. maybe the same day, fine. but not the same morning. "well, now i'm curious to hear when your throat does hurt in a good way." apparently the restraints on his challenging tone only went so far. he wouldn't act on it, but he did want to hear it. sue him. "ah, what happened to trust, huh?" he teased, lifting his free hand to pinch gently at his boyfriend's stomach with a laugh. "you trust me to not go jack off while you're eating breakfast, and i trust you to find out sooner rather than later. it's a good system, no?" his shoulders shook a bit as he laughed, offering a squeeze to his boyfriend's hand as he tugged him towards the closet. "— can i wear one of your shirts? like the smell."

despite having a very good idea that seunggi knew what he was talking about, he didn’t mind explaining himself here. “it’s a good hurt when i get your cock in my mouth, when you fuck my face. when you get me feeling so good i can’t help but be loud.” if seunggi was asking, ares was sure he would always have an answer. now was no exception, his words spilling past his lips without a second thought. “i don’t know …” despite the slightly unsure tone, ares was smiling all the same. “i wouldn’t want to hurt you. it could be a real thin line.” he was laughing again, and finally pulled away from seunggi to fix his own towel, eyes wandering along the closet as his other hand opened it. “you can wear whatever you want of mine, whenever you want. only if i can have one of yours too.” a smile accompanied his answer as opened a drawer to grab seunggi a pair of sweats. “want these too?”

once again, seunggi's lips were forced to bit, this time with a little bit more difficulty as he shook his head. he couldn't even dignify that with a response — if he did, he'd probably just find himself in the exact same situation, but worse. a great but painful cycle, if he said so himself (and he did). "yeah — 'course you can have one of mine. but no, thank you to the pants." seunggi's hand gently scratched at the back of his own neck as he waited, opting to lean against the closest wall with a small smile. "i'll take some shorts, though, if you don't mind. or i might just wear boxers." a soft sigh as his head tipped back in thought. he was probably going to want to shower after he got up, and before he had to clean the mess he left, well… everywhere. "nevermind to the shorts. but i will take your most comfortable t-shirt you've got in stock, sir."

ares tucked those sweats under his own arm, mostly so he could put them on instead. while he did enjoy sleeping naked, there was no denying the appeal to having seunggi’s shirt and a comfy pair of sweats. “decisions, decisions.” was murmured as seunggi seemingly hit his roadblock on what to wear, his smile growing as he turned his head to look at his boyfriend. he waited patiently, of course he did, only for again be reaching in for a shirt when it seemed the decision was made. “please don’t make me keep my hands to myself.” if only he was joking — seunggi in his shirt, in bed, right up on him? he’d do his best, okay? “here, baby. the most comfortable one i got, i swear by it.” they could both swear by it, considering he was sure at this point it’s been on both their backs equally.

it was hard for seunggi to not be amused by that and — god, he was having difficulty biting his tongue. it was seemingly the only thing on his mind (in the form of internal screaming). "don't get too handsy and we won't have a problem." would it really be a problem if he did? no, but also, they should learn to practice some restraint… right? "thank you, a," he grinned, only taking a look at what shirt it was when it was in his hands. "ah, good choice." he took a few steps deeper into the closet to tug open one of his drawers in the hopes of pulling out a pair of boxers. then came the hard part — picking a t-shirt for his boyfriend to wear. "mm," he hummed mindlessly, before ultimately settling on one of the looser, sheerer options. "here," he mused as he handed the shirt over, an amused glint in his eye. "should serve you well, i think."

his towel was discarded to the floor, if only for a moment, so he could tug his sweats up his legs. “i’ll keep’em above —“ whatever he was going to say was cut short, if only because he was hit with the realization that it would be a lie. he definitely wouldn’t be keeping his hands above seunggi’s waistband, nor out from under his shirt. their shirt, really. “i’ll keep it to a minimum.” was his amendment to his previous statement, smile ever present as he watched the other man do his thing. not that his amusement had time to fade away, not when he saw the shirt he was being offered. “think i’ll do it justice?” ares murmured with a snort of a laugh, though now that he had his shirt he was tugging it over his head. and that? that was followed by a pose, and a cocked brow. “eh?”

an eyebrow naturally lifted at ares cutting himself off — it was amusing, really. watching the gears turn as he figured out what would be realistic and what wouldn't be. hence why he gave a slight snicker in response to the reply he did receive, nodding his head in contentment. "oh, i know you will." his own towel fell so he could pull his underwear on, careful to not stumble all over the place as he did so, before his head lifted to look at his boyfriend. "oh, you're a fuckin' looker, aren't you?" his eyes ran along the other's frame, nodding once more, but this time as a result of being pleased with himself. "can't believe i didn't think of that before," he scoffed, pulling ares' shirt over his head so both hands could smooth over the fabric. then he was moving closer, seemingly going for a kiss as he neared where ares stood — until he squatted to pick up the other's towel on the floor to discard it with his own.

those words were enough to get a snort of a laugh out of ares, smile only seeming to double in size. “thank you, thank you.” ares tugged at the hem of his shirt as if adjusting it, eyes dropping to look down at himself. “so, are you saying my next wardrobe should be all slightly see through?” would he? yeah, maybe. why not? probably not his entire closet but just enough to drive his boyfriend crazy. “i’ll —“ a little smile seemed all but plastered to his face as a hand reached for seunggi, definitely ready to tug him closer. only for a scoff to escape next as he saw what his real intention was. “you tease.”

“maybe just part of it,” seunggi relinquished. “it’ll be practical, you know? for the climate and all.” totally not a selfish suggestion, absolutely not. “what?” he snickered, a faux look of amused disbelief on his face. “you never see someone clean before?” both towels found their way to the hamper, and almost immediately after did seunggi’s hands find their way around his boyfriend’s to tug him out of the closet. “getting closer to ten minutes!”

“does that mean you don’t want me walking around greece in flowy, sheer pants?” ares mused in answer as his hands fell to his hips, smile only growing more so as he heard seunggi’s little laugh. “what’s in ten —“ there was a much needed pause as he remembered the time limit he put on them. “oh, oh, yeah. no i feel the tears welling up, we have to hurry. they’re like, right here.” a hand lifted to gesture to his cheek, only for him to be following along without complaint. “can probably buy yourself time with a kiss.” the way he had been walking with seunggi turned more to … well, he started to drag his feet a little and make seunggi work for it.

“i never said all of that,” he scoffed, again acting like that’d be an insane thing to accuse him of. “i’m just looking out for you, that’s all!” uh huh. totally. his laugh grew a bit louder at ares slowly going along with his own joke, even if it turned into a frustrated snicker as he tugging him along proved harder than he thought. “oh my god, your feet are — they’re made of cement —“ was all he could manage through his noises of joy. until he used one tug to his advantage, using the momentum he was trying to use against ares in his own favor, all but tossing his body at him with a laugh. “let me at ‘em!”

"are you saying i'm heavy." an exaggerated gasp as he thought over whether or not he put a full stop to his walking. it might be like seunggi was trying to drag a wall, but it would be funny to watch from his point of view, wouldn't it? that is until his little plan was thwarted before it even got to see the light of day. not that ares really minded here, not when it instead got him an armful of seunggi. a happy laugh fell past his lips as he wrapped his arms around the other, while doing his best to not stumble backwards in surprise. "your wish is my command," as if he wasn't the one to just suggest it. those were details though, weren't they? he didn't really care how he got a kiss as long is one came along. which is why he was happy as could be to press in for a kiss. or two, maybe three, all while lifting seunggi's feet off the floor to keep their path towards the bed.

“no, you’re just — made of cinder blocks!” god, he was going to have to start going to the gym, wasn’t he? trying to force his boyfriend along wasn’t always this hard, was it? there was almost an urge to get down and do some push ups before he popped a blood vessel — but it’s fine, he’s fine. better than fine when he had ares’ lips on his, hands finding his shoulders with ease. his legs lifted to lazily wrap around the other’s waist, mostly just to keep his dangling limbs out of his way as he walked. “don’t let me crush the goldfish — ‘m begging you.”

ares snorted out another amused laugh, grasp tightening around the others body as they walked. or more as he walked, considering he had no desire to put his boyfriend down. not when he was given the best opportunity to grab at his ass again. not that it lasted too long before they were moving again. “d’you think they survived you riding me? it might be more like goldfish dust by now.” another laugh, smile growing as he pulled back to glance over the others shoulder as his hands found seunggi’s waist. and after seeing the coast was mostly clear? he was giving his boyfriend a good little toss the last couple feet to land on the bed. “don’t crumple the pictures!” as if it would be his fault for landing on one.

"i'd like to think they did." or at least he hoped they did. "i'll eat whatever's left, dust or not." or, at least, he'd try to do so without making a mess. a huff of air flew out of seunggi at going airborne, head turning somewhat to make sure that he was indeed going to land entirely on the bed. he'd learned the hard way before — not a fan. of course the mattress bounced a bit under his weight, even more so as he laughed out loud. at the comment, seunggi's brows lifted, hands cautiously patting under his body to make sure there weren't any demolished pictures sitting under him. "i think they're good — i don't feel any." hence why his next move was to track them down in the hopes of sliding them onto his nightstand to avoid another scare like that.

watching the way seunggi reacted, well, that was more than enough to have ares laughing right along with him. he himself finished the last few steps and was soon crawling up with his boyfriend with a hum. his gaze swept along the covers in search of any pictures so he could help, collecting two in his hands in the short crawl from the bottom of the bed up to the head. "i really do love these. maybe we can find a frame for them and put them up." was said as he turned to sit, gaze dropping to look at them once more before offering them to the other man.

"mm, we can do that. or we can make a book — build up a collection," he grinned, almost snorting a bit at the thought of their own sex-take on a scrapbook. he took the ones offered into his hands, perusing through them on his own with amused eyes. "remind me to hand them over later, for your wallet." only then did he slide the stack of them onto his nightstand, carefully putting the camera alongside them. once the picture clean up was complete, he let his head find his pillow, opening his arms wide for his boyfriend to make a proper landing.

“a collection, i like it. i’ll have to stock up on the inserts. we can find a good book for them.” ares mused with a grin, happy over the mere idea of it. “i won’t let you forget, don’t worry. we’ll have to write the dates on the back. maybe where we are for it.” seunggi would see in time how it could get hard to keep track of what was where, what was when. not with everything, but some things. and these? he definitely didn’t want to forget these. “finally.” a dramatic scoff as he carefully flopped down beside his boyfriend, and with a few good scoots he was right up on top of him. or at least half on top. “i love you.”

"ah, that's a good idea, actually." it'd make it easier to track things down, track memories down, once the years passed and the collection grew bigger. he huffed out a bit of a laugh at the drama of it all, until his arms could latch onto his boyfriend once and for all. he turned the slightest bit into the embrace, looking to rest some of his head against his boyfriend's. "i love you, too, baby." then came a happy little sigh. "more than anything."

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MOVED FROM DISCORD (401) — continued from here & here.

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it was funny — no matter how close either of them got to the line separating their worlds, seunggi could never truly process it. either that, or he simply didn’t want to get his hopes up. slow; yeah, he could do slow. he didn’t want to question why ares wanted it slow, instead just assuming that that was the mood he was in for the night. still, his breath hitched at the answer he received, offering a short nod of (mis)understanding. seunggi easily obliged; very rarely did he wait for ares to tell him what to do, but he enjoyed it this way. enjoyed making him feel good in all the right ways. his hands pushed the man’s shirt up, waiting for his arms to lift before the fabric could fall away entirely. “i want you to mark me.” again, dangerously close to the line. “i want to take my time with you.” one hand settled on his back, fingers pressing into the skin. “and i want to fuck you against my window.”

ares was mere moments away from stealing yet another kiss, though he didn’t quite get there. he instead found himself sitting back to help in getting his shirt off, though the moment it was no longer in the way he was back to touching seunggi. he didn’t have to be told twice, the moment those first few words registered in his mind he was picking up where he had left off. his lips landed against the crook of the other man’s neck, kissing just as he had been. only he added to it, one hand roaming along seunggi’s chest as the other kept the collar of his shirt out of the way. he started sucking and nipping in the midst of his kisses, hips right back to rocking slowly. “fuck, seunggi.” ares couldn’t help the shiver of pure desire as he sat back once again, eyes glued to the flowering mark before he looked into his eyes. “i want you to.” god, did he — window sex? new, exciting. he was on board already. “look,” a murmured word as he went to get another kiss while tugging at seunggi’s hand, wanting to drag it between his thighs. “look what you do to me.”

“feels good,” he murmured with parted lips, eyes falling shut as his head tilted instinctively. he liked having ares’ lips on him (along with just about every other thing ares had and did). he was growing more and more used to the marks that came with them; there was a certain appeal to having something on him that only they knew about. “yeah?” his eyes easily met ares’, refusing to let the eye contact budge once. at least until there was a forced shift of his hand, goosebumps running along his skin as he pressed his palm where ares wanted it. he swallowed, “you’re so hard.” just the thought of the man hard, aching in his pants for seunggi was always enough to get him dizzy, even more so when he could get his hands on him. “all for me, mm?” he put more weight behind the movement of his hand, giving ares something solid to grind against. that and seunggi was eager to palm him through his pants. “tell me what i do to you.”

“all because of you.” ares murmured, lips brushing against seunggi’s just barely. a gasp of a moan found its way past parted lips, hips continuing to rock forward. grinding against seunggi, no matter in which way, was always enough to get him going. but there was something extra good about that hand on him. “you drive me crazy.” a simple statement, said as his forehead pressed gently against the others. “you get in my head so easily.” ares fell quiet for a moment, well — quiet save for the moans escaping freely. “you turn me on with just a look.” a specific look could do it. a certain tone. a gesture — it really wasn’t hard at all for seunggi to get ares on. “i want you.” as he spoke he grabbed for seunggi’s shirt while sitting back some more, wanting to get him on the same level. his grinding paused, though if he had it his way it wouldn’t be for long. “i want you naked under me.”

seunggi found himself stunned silent; ares was everything. everything in his apartment was brought to silence, almost like it understood the delicacy and magic of what was happening right on top of him. like missing one word, one noise out of ares’ mouth was the worst case scenario. he couldn’t understand it — every word spilled right against seunggi’s lips trickled right down to his chest, turning red hot before sinking to the pit in his stomach. everything in him moved. “okay,” he conceded with a soft breath, his hands taking ares’ into his own to guide them towards the hem of his shirt, mostly to let him touch as he pleased while seunggi focused on his pants. a nudge of ares’ hips upward let him slide his shorts and underwear down his legs — thank god he wasn’t wearing jeans — before he was kicking them towards the end of the bed. then his shirt was lifted over his head, finding its the way to the floor.

ares couldn’t stop himself, the moment he was given the opportunity he was taking it. he ran his hands over every bump and line of the others torso, pushing seunggi’s shirt up as he did. “fuck, look at you.” ares let both hands land on the others stomach once he was naked, eyes excitedly running along every inch of newly exposed skin. “you’re so eager for it, for me, hm, baby?” one hand found its way right back up to capture seunggi’s jaw between his fingers, a kiss not far behind. “i want to get my mouth on you.” was murmured as he shifted, though ares didn’t go too far right away. not without another kiss. “but i don’t want you to come yet.” his jaw, neck, over his collar bone. ares kissed and nipped his way lower. not before a moment of distraction though, teeth harshly digging into the flesh of seunggi’s chest. if he wanted to be marked, ares would oblige with ease. “just want to taste you.”

seunggi tried to fight the slight flush of his cheeks, but the more he tried and the more ares spoke, the worse it got. his hands found the man’s waist again, squeezing at his sides as he matched the kiss. his breath hitched in his throat at his words, made even worse by the second kiss. but he wasn’t complaining — no, he never would. maybe he would a bit about not getting to come, but he’d get over it. he liked the idea of it, of ares having him just to have him. just because he could. a hand found its way to the other’s hair, tugging a bit in response to ever nip. he was humming contently, enjoying the attention while he could get it. until a surprised gasp fell from parted lips at the feeling of teeth on his chest, head angling back out of subdued pleasure. “fuck, i love that. can — do it again.”

ares made sure to avoid touching seunggi’s length to the best of his ability. keeping his hips back, holding himself up, that was his main thought process. that, and the way the other was reacting. even before seunggi all but demanded it the idea was planted in his head. he liked the noise seunggi made at the bite, and he wanted it again. his hands stayed against the others sides, tongue soothing over the bite before he took seunggi’s nipple between his teeth. a softer bite, a shift to the left, and then he took the chance for another hard bite into the soft flesh. he even went as far as tugging, letting seunggi’s skin slip through his teeth slowly. “you sound so good.” his hands dragged along seunggi’s skin slowly, smile finding his lips as he watched him. “talk to me, baby.” came next as his knees hit the bed, hands landed on seunggi’s thighs and moved nice and slow towards his length.

in most cases, seunggi hated having friends with benefits. it was always clunky and borderline asking for trouble (this being exhibit a through z). but with ares? he loved it, questioned why he had stayed away from it for so long. even so, he doubted it’d be half as good with anyone else. ares always seemed eager to learn what got seunggi going and used it against him in all the best ways (and that wasn’t even considering that they were usually on the same page). so, where he was relishing in the man’s tongue pressing to his skin, he expected it to go up a notch. seunggi outright melted under ares when his teeth found his nipple, a breathy moan escaping him. then another gasp hit, followed by a more solid moan, hips moving upward to find anything to grind against and make the feeling that much better. but he was met with absolutely nothing, leaving him cursing under his breath. the hands on his thighs forced his eyes open, their pace making him shudder under the touch. “want to feel my cock in your mouth,” he murmured, eyes glued to ares’ own. “those pretty lips wrapped around me, acting so filthy. fuckin’ beautiful.” his head tilted forward some, clearly not wanting to miss anything. “taste it, baby. wanna see you.”

“so good for me, moaning like a slut for it. for me.” ares couldn’t deny himself anymore, he had to wrap his fingers around the others cock. he so badly wanted to feel him, the weight of it in his hand. and from there it was downhill, he couldn’t resist the urge to get seunggi moaning more. ares wanted nothing more than to make him feel good and started with simply stroking him. he kept a firm grasp right off the bat, eyes on seunggi’s as he did. “love having you in my mouth.” more than he should, probably. enough so that he didn’t want to waste more time. he was bending down without much more hesitation, tongue flicking out over the tip to swirl slowly. he was sure a part of why he liked it so much was he knew more often than not seunggi was watching. it had him humming softly as he licked along the underside, though it wasn’t long before he started to slowly take him past his lips. and while it may be slow, there was no intention in stopping until he physically couldn’t get any more down his throat. and from there? the trip back up would be just as slow.

“fuck,” seunggi whispered. he took his lip between his teeth as he watched ares’ every move to distract himself from the fact that he was flushing even further. “such — such a slut for you.” and the thing was, he was used to ares’ hand, always loved the feeling of his fist around him. but something about this time had seunggi so worked up already, borderline sensitive to every touch as they came. the grasp had him moaning out mercilessly, until ares’ had dipped down. he was struck silent again watching the other man’s tongue move, his hand in his hair tugging mindlessly as he grew overwhelmed with desire. “jesus,” he forced out, practically hypnotized by how steadily ares was managing him. the feeling grew even worse when he felt those lips stretch around him, brows furrowing as he took in how slow the man was moving. he was taking his time and seunggi was loving every second of it — especially when his mouth was totally stuffed with seunggi’s cock. “fuck’s sake, ares,” he got out breathlessly, jaw slack at the sight alone. “‘s good. so fucking good. look at you — you like it that much, don’t you? need to fill your mouth with it, ah? ready to choke on it.”

funny how seunggi was the one owning such a title, yet ares was so eager to fill his mouth. it was like they could so easily, so often, flip the script back and forth and it worked so perfectly. something could be said one second, and the opposite done the next as if just passing the torch back and forth. it drove him up the wall, had ares aching for more. not that it really changed anything right now, no, he simply reveled in the words being said as he made his way back to the tip. his cheeks hollowed with the way he sucked around him, humming softly as he took his sweet time going back down. he did like it, he needed it right now. to have seunggi like this under him? he couldn’t think of a better way to spend his time. in the same stroke he wasn’t kidding, he didn’t want the man to come yet. ares was going to stick to his stupid little plan while he still had his head screwed on straight. so as much as he’d like to stay like this a lot longer it didn’t last more than, what, a minute? maybe two. that’s all either of them got before he was slowly pulling back off. “remind me and i’ll choke on it for you later.” was murmured as he kissed along seunggi’s hip, most definitely in search of another good place to leave a mark.

truthfully, if seunggi was given enough time, he was sure he could’ve came like that. slowly, full of pleasure, just like how ares was working him. he would’ve loved it, too, taking his time releasing into ares’ mouth. with that being said, his soft, breathy moans came to a close when the man was pulling off. his fingers carded through his hair with a hum, “my thigh,” he murmured, hips shifting under ares’ hold. “please — i need something.” if the other’s goal was to work him to the point where he was ready to explode, practically begging for it, it worked. seunggi was warm all over, but wanted it to get hotter. “want more of you.”

ares was happy for the direction for more than one reason. mostly because it meant seunggi was enjoying it, he wanted more. and ares couldn’t wait to deliver for him. one hand kept tight around the others cock, though it remained still as his free hand dug into seunggi’s thigh. such a movement was followed by another kiss, another sharp bite with a slow release. and then he was moving higher to nip, higher more for a bite he’d only hope left a pretty bruise. “every time you look in the mirror,” ares murmured as his focused turned to the other thigh, ready to give the same treatment. “you’re going to remember this. me, between your legs.” ares murmured against his skin, eyes flicking up if only for a moment. he latched on again, though he was more focused on sucking a mark into his skin instead of the harsh bites. “i bet you’ll touch them. push your fingers against them to try and get half the pleasure i can give you.”

the first bite to his thigh forced his bottom lip between his teeth, the muffled moan sound more akin to a whimper than anything else. each bite after shifted his hips, left him both pressing further against ares and shying away. he wasn’t even trying to get any movement on his length — he loved how he was getting strung along. no, he was merely reacting instinctively. he’d never had anyone touch him like this ever. it felt right that ares was the first one to do so, to handle the task so well. his words had seunggi sliding a hand over his mouth to keep from letting more horribly primal noises slip away from him. mostly because he knew ares was right — he didn’t think he’d ever be able to forget this. the marks made it more noticeable, sure, but the memory alone was enough for him. and it wasn’t like seunggi was a stranger to trying to recreate ares’ hand, his fingers, how tight he always was around him, how well he filled him up — but this? this felt more intimate. especially knowing ares could probably see right through him, could see right into his mind, what he’d be doing in front of the mirror tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after that… “no one can make me feel like you do,” he murmured, taking in a slow breath. “not my fingers. not my hand. not my toys —“ he gave a shudder. “want those all over me, so everyone knows.”

ares did his best to watch seunggi while he worked him like this. he wanted to hear it, see it — a selfish action, surely. ares wanted to have these for a time he was alone and could let his mind run wild. “why would you do that?” ares huffed softly as he started his way back up, eyes glued to seunggi as he straddled him again. “don’t cover your mouth, i want to hear it all.” ares murmured as his lips pressed against seunggi’s jaw, lips lingering over the others after a second. “you know i like hearing you.” just like seunggi seemed to like ares all over him like this. not that ares blamed him, if they were flipped ares would be the same. “how does that make you feel, baby? hm? knowing you can’t feel the best unless you’re with me?” a cocky statement, said with a growing smile as he sat up to better look down at him.

“mm, you like it because it goes straight to your head,” he teased. and with the noises seunggi was on the verge of making with something as small as a bite, he figured they’d have express tickets. he was about to instinctively lean upward to finally press their lips together, but with those words and the movement to sit up, he’d entirely lost his chance. a slight huff was inevitable at the obvious smugness on ares’ features, but seunggi figured he’d take the bait and entertain him a little bit. “makes me feel good,” his hand found the man’s chest, smoothing over the skin. “makes me want to get you off.”

“hearing you makes me want more. makes me want to make you feel better.” ares murmured as his hands fell to land on seunggi’s stomach and he slowly lowered himself down to grind against him again. “no one gets me off like you do.” ares murmured as one hand lifted to wrap around seunggi’s wrist and give a tug downwards towards his pants. “it’s your fucking hands.”

it’s only when ares began grinding down against him that seunggi realized he’s still got his fucking pants on. yeah, clearly that would not do — something that the other clearly agreed with. …well. maybe it could work. an eyebrow quirked, an amused (and smug) grin taking over his lips. “is it?” he sat up as he spoke, wanting to look ares in his eyes as he did. the hand that was drawn in by the man curled his fingers under the waistband of his pants, dipping lower and letting his knuckles drag along the hidden skin. his hand wrapped loosely around ares’ length before it moved — not so much stroking, but just feeling. as much of it as he could. his thumb, though, pressed into the slit of the tip just a little bit, his tongue darting out lick across his lips. “what do you like about ‘em, hm?”

ares might have been aiming more for his pants coming off, but he would take this too. really it didn’t matter, did it? not as long as he felt good, as long as they were having a good time. which, honestly, he was. more than just a little bit, and how hard he was proved it. “mhm,” ares mused with a smile, hips rocking forward the moment he had more than just a fleeting touch. ares couldn’t help the soft gasp, nor the way he flexed forward into that touch. “everything,” was his first answer, the mere start of his answer actually. “you touch me so good. your hand fits around me just fucking right. around my neck, around my hips. inside me.” ares murmured as his own hands moved to unbutton them, humming out as he watched seunggi’s features.

seunggi almost opened his mouth to tease, to repeat the word like it was a cop out. but then ares continued and the older man was humming, like each confession was making him feel good. his hand finally offered a slow stroke — one that remained lose around the base but got tighter every time his fist neared the tip. “you let anyone else touch you like this? your neck, your hips, inside you?” he breathed out, leaning forward the slightest bit to nose at his jaw as his lips pressed to his neck. “unbutton them, but keep them on.”

ares found himself moaning steadily, though far from loud. soft, slow touches got soft, quiet noises in return. seemed fair, right? “not for a while.” ares murmured as his head tipped to the side some, giving seunggi more space to work his neck. he was pretty sure the only person to have touched him since that party was currently under him. “my hand. my toys. you.” ares murmured as both hands found seunggi again once his pants were as requested. “feels good.” was murmured next, one hand tangling into seunggi’s hair to tug him up for another kiss.

seunggi gave a short nod at first, his lips rewarding the answer with a proper kiss to his neck, moving dutifully along the skin. it was what he wanted to hear — exactly what he wanted to hear. he’d be lying if he said that that didn’t get his hopes up the slightest bit. only when the man continued did he give a visible and palpable shiver, face pressing into his neck instinctively. at least until he was getting tugged, a move he knew well enough meant that ares wanted a kiss (to which seunggi happily obliged). he caught the other’s lips in a kiss quickly, his other hand sliding down ares’ back to let his palm settle on his ass, squeezing oh-so gently with a grin. “want you to fuck it. show me how bad you want it.” it’d be a full on fucking tactical mission considering his pants were still on, but if ares wanted it, he’d be the only one to make it happen. “then you can have whatever you want.”

ares was slowly but surely losing his mind here, something seunggi was notably good at making happen. how in the world was he supposed to make that happen - he really didn’t know. not off the top of his head, that is. “come on,” a complaint against the others lips, though that didn’t stop him from rocking into the others hand. it might take a few solid attempts at finding the best angle, but apparently that’s his only option in the moment. “you want me to come like this? half naked on top of you, fucking into your hand?” was asked with a murmured hum following, breath hitching with a particular roll of his hips. now that might just work. “or do you just want me to work myself into a gasping mess, mhm, baby?”

a soft laugh couldn’t be helped — he supposed it was fair, he’d definitely have the same reaction if ares tried to pull that on him. his hand grew somewhat tighter, a firmer grip, because, well, he wasn’t that evil (even if he would like to see it). seunggi leaned his forehead against ares’ as he spoke, lips keeping the smallest distance between them as his other hand set out on its own mission. “i want you to work yourself up,” he answered easily, head tilting some. “until you want to come.” okay, maybe he was a little bit evil. maybe he wasn’t planning on letting ares come until he was inside of him. but it made all of this more fun, built more desperation for it — all of it — than there might have been otherwise. “can you do that for me, baby? with just my hand on your cock?”

despite waiting on his answer, however short the actual waiting time might be, he was already working towards the goal in question. his hips were rocking steadily at this point, more so when seunggi graciously tightened his hold. such simple things and already ares was moaning, teeth tugging at his own bottom lip with the pleasure it gave him. it wasn’t the greatest, but it wasn’t the worst either. it was definitely something ares could work with. and knowing it was what seunggi wanted only made it that much easier. “i can do that.” ares murmured softly, eyes shifting to take in what he could of the others face though they closed soon after. “already feels so good,” it was closer to a moan than anything, free hand once again wandering along seunggi’s body. it didn’t stop until he was smoothing over the others chest only for his nails to drag harshly along his skin in a downwards path to seunggi’s length. “everywhere you look you’re going to see me.” bruises, scratches — whatever he could manage.

“so good to me.” if there was one thing seunggi would always want, it was ares on top of him, trying to get off. there was something about how shameless and confident he was about it, no matter how seunggi was touching him, that drove the latter right up the wall. even now, he had the mind to dig his nails into seunggi’s skin to get him hissing out, a breathless (and too surprised) attempt at a moan leaving parted lips. his free hand finally came up in response, this time letting his fingers wrap around the man’s neck as he rocked into his fist. his eyes were glued to his features, yet still chose to lean forward some as he spoke quietly, “i already do.”

it was hard not to swallow at that. not at the hand around his throat, no, but due to the words being said. the closeness, the words, the way it felt to fuck himself into seunggi’s fist — it was like it all suddenly came crashing down. ares couldn’t stop the way his lips parted with another moan, nor the way his hips seemed to only move faster. and while he had been on the way to wrap his hand around seunggi’s cock he instead found his fingers wrapping around the others wrist instead. even his eyes fell closed as he worked himself up with every passing second, noises falling freely as he did. maybe he didn’t tell seunggi when he was close, though at the same time he was almost too invested in the fun that could be had. “just a little more, seunggi, please.”

it was hard not to get taken by how instinctive ares picking up his pace seemed; seunggi could only watch in awe as the man moved in his lap. “oh, you want to come?” he cooed, eyes stuck on the other’s lips as moans fell free. the grip he had around ares’ length grew weaker, as if testing him to see how bad he really wanted it. but the hand around his neck grew stronger, enough to let his fingers dig into the sides. “don’t you dare.”

ares fully expected seunggi to let go, pull his hand free and go in whatever direction he was feeling. but this? somehow this was worse. it wasn’t nothing, he still had something to work with. he just had to work so much harder if he really wanted to go for it. “fuck—“ a breathless moan as his weight shifted forward some in search of more pressure despite the others last few words. mostly just to see what he did, what seunggi wanted. “i could, i could.” another gasp, a small smile even as his eyes landed on seunggi. “m’close.”

“you could,” seunggi repeated, his own smile curling his lips upward. “so willing to come in your pants for me, ah?” he took an extra second or two to think about what he wanted here, if he should let ares have what he wanted. and there was a solid millisecond where, if ares came, seunggi would’ve let him. without a doubt. but then: “but you won’t.” the hold he had on his cock was gone, as was his hand from his pants. instead, his palm pressed against ares’ abdomen gently. an apologetic smile, “sorry.”

sure, ares knew where this was likely heading when seunggi hit him with a want to come, earlier — but still. sue him for letting himself get carried away in the moment, right up until the only contact he had was keeping him at bay. it was enough to get a disappointed huff, hips rocking once or twice out of pure habit until he settled down again. ares kept his grip on the others wrist, weight settling down as he all but willed himself still. “don’t lie to me.” came next as seunggi’s apology hit, eyes nearly rolling even as his smile returned. “kiss me, at least.”

“have i ever?” seunggi teased, grin growing wider at the sight of ares’. his head tilted in thought — jokingly, of course — before the hand on the other’s throat was moving to sit on the back of his neck, tugging him in for the kiss he asked for. he kept his lips somewhat gently working against ares’ as his arm looped around his waist to flip them over, both hands immediately moving to begin tugging the other’s pants down his thighs. “think this is the longest either of us have gone without coming once.”

ares was happy to melt against him, the kiss almost filling the void of not having seunggi’s hand down his pants anymore. “so good,” was murmured with a breathy laugh as they rolled, hips lifting to help in whatever way he could. he was more than a little eager to finally get naked — however he ended up being the clothed one, he didn’t know. “i did say i wanted slow.” was mused in thought, hand finding its way into seunggi’s hair. “tell me what you’re thinking.”

a few more tugs of the fabric and he was tossing the rest of ares’ clothes to join the rest on the floor. perhaps manhandled his stuff a little bit, but when they managed to stay on that long, he felt he had a right to. it wasn’t long until he was ducking back in, settling his hips between ares’ legs as he relished the hand in his hair. what was he thinking? weirdly, he was content just having the other like this, even when neither of them had any orgasms under their belt. that meant something, didn’t it? “you’re so handsome,” he murmured in response, almost subconsciously as he took in his features again and again and again and… “you tell me what you want, what you’re thinking. i’m fresh out of ideas right now.” or a little starstruck, but he’d never admit that one outloud.

seunggi was welcomed in with zero hesitation, if anything ares was eager to wrap around him. keeping their bodies close was good enough for now, though there was no telling if how long he’d last before he started grinding against him, or something. “mhm,” such words had a warm smile growing as his hand tugged gently at the others hair. “thank you.” a compliment was a compliment — but from seunggi? ares would relish in it as long as he could. but then he kept going and ares was otherwise distracted. and ready with an answer, it seemed. “i want your fingers inside me, i want you kissing me.” he was right in his thinking, his hips were grinding up against seunggi’s as that smile only grew. “but i want to come on your cock. maybe against your window, you planted that seed and now i want it.”

“mhm,” was all seunggi could hum in response as if it wasn’t a big deal, like it was part of their usual routine. he listened to what ares wanted, an eyebrow quirking — yeah, he could manage that. he could manage all of that. ten times over, just because it was ares. the grinding upward had his eyes falling to look at their hips, one hand sinking to sit on ares’ outer thigh to grasp as he matched the movement. at the mention of the window, though? his grin grew wicked, like ares had just promised him a billion dollars, or something. “do you want my fingers here?” the question was hesitant, unsure on how he’d be able to keep himself together with the man so close, grinding on his fingers under him — fuck, anything but that, no matter how much he wanted to indulge. but he couldn’t oblige to his demand for kisses in practically any other position, a fact that had him mentally cursing at himself. still, he didn’t wait for an answer before shifting to pull open his nightstand, his hand finding the lube to drop onto the bed. “i actually kinda want to see you.”

why the question took him by surprise, he didn’t know. but it had ares pausing in thought, mentally at least. his hips had a mind of their own and kept rocking against seunggi’s. even a moan or two slipped free amongst a hum, eyes trailing along his face slowly. “however you want. i’m getting everything i want.” seemed fair, and as far as ares was concerned? the position didn’t actually matter as long as it felt good. “how do you want me, baby?” as much as he wanted to keep it up ares settled into the bed, grinning as he let his legs fall away from seunggi’s hips. “like this? or do want me face down, ass up? on top of you?” ares was sure he could come up with plenty of options if needed.

seunggi internally groaned — of course ares had to go and be kind about it. he wished he was a dick, or something. anything to make swallowing his feelings down easier. ironically, he then swallowed at the suggestions he was receiving, a shake of his head following. “definitely not face down. don’t think i’d be able to stop myself from fucking you right there.” a hum, “on top of me, maybe.” made the whole position switch kind of redundant, but whatever.

“don’t think that’s necessarily a bad thing.” he mused with a laugh. definitely not a bad thing, but it would delay the original plan, and that? ares wanted to avoid such a thing. maybe after they could do that, god knows ares was good for more than one. “on top of you —“ he was going to say how it was a favorite, but an extra second of thinking about it? ares couldn’t help the second amused laugh as his fingers tugged at seunggi’s hair. “i don’t think i’d be able to stop myself from riding you.” he was half kidding, surely they could scavenge up some willpower. they’ve already went this far without a single orgasm.

“to you,” seunggi matched with a laugh of his own. it wasn’t exactly a bad thing for him, either. probably was one of his top three favorite positions. but he could not shake his mind of the window, especially now that he knew ares truly wanted it, too. an arm found its way around the other’s waist once more as he spoke, “well, that i could certainly make time for.” he grinned, his eyebrows raising out of amusement. he was kidding. mostly. was he? didn’t really matter much because he still made the motion to turn them over again regardless, a small ‘oof’ leaving him. “good?”

ares laughed again, the sound soft as seunggi’s words settled and they flipped again. both hands landed on either side of the others head, hips dropping to keep them close as he got comfortable. just because they were trying to figure out what they wanted in the moment didn’t mean they had to stop grinding. “better than good.” ares murmured as his head dipped down, most definitely in search of a kiss. “spin me one more time and i’m going to need a minute to stop being dizzy.” was teased with a nip to seunggi’s bottom lip.

“maybe i’m trying to get you dizzy.” it’d only be fair, he thought. he’d been dizzy himself since ares climbed on top of him to begin with. a hand cupped his face to let seunggi tilt his chin up to look for another kiss. he was undeniably focused on keeping their lips together, even as his hand fell away in search of the lube. blindly, he flipped the cap to pour enough onto his fingers. from there, he took his time letting the pad of his finger tease along the hole mercilessly.

that was enough to keep him smiling as he nosed at the other jaw — though it wasn’t hard to get him on board for another kiss. and from there? he was in no rush to, well, rush. ares was taking his time with this, one hand moving to clasp around the junction of his jaw and neck. at least until he was getting somewhat of a touch. he was so good at this — at giving ares what he wanted, but barely. it had him breaking the kiss again, if only to try his hand at leveling seunggi with a look. a look, and rock of his hips back into his hand. “don’t you even think about teasing me.”

the look he received was expected on one level, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to laugh. “you said you wanted slow,” seunggi teased, making no real effort to let his finger get any farther than that. even when ares’ hips rocked back, the touch grew lighter, an eyebrow quirking. “you want it? take it, then.”

ares again felt his smile growing. he might be at a bump in the road, of sorts, but he wasn’t exactly against taking it. or doing his best. he was a go getter, more often than not. “not this slow.” a soft scoff despite it all as he sat up, kisses be damned, and wrapped his hand around seunggi’s wrist. there was an attempt to keep his hand there as he himself rocked back again. “you’re going to lose window privileges.” was mused teasingly — as if, it was definitely an empty threat.

“you should’ve clarified, then!” he grinned, especially as ares did exactly what seunggi expected him (and wanted him) to do. his other hand found the man’s side, smoothing along the skin to sit on his hip as he rocked. “am i?” he mused, finally giving in a bit to slip his finger inside but only up to the first knuckle. “what, you don’t want everyone in the city to see you take my cock?”

“noted for next time, you fucking tease.” his free hand stayed planted on seunggi’s chest, smile ever present as he found a slow roll of his hips. a content gasp was in line to follow, eyes staying on the others as he finally got what he wanted. the bare minimum, but still. “mhm,” a quiet hum as he let go of his wrist, back arching as he leaned over seunggi just a little. “want people to see,” ares murmured as he brought a hand up to drag his thumb along seunggi’s bottom lip. “i want them to stop and watch, wonder who is up here having the time of their lives.” he added, smirk only growing as his slow rocking continued. either he got more, or he worked with what seunggi was offering — either way he wasn’t stopping. not his movements, nor his words. ares even went as far as prodding past the others lips as he went on. “i want your neighbors to complain about how loud we are, from how fucking good you make me feel.”

seunggi let out a sharp breath at ares’ words, at the way his thumb so easily slid along his lip. it was almost instinctive, the way his finger slid in further with every slow rock of the other’s hips. no matter how much he tried to deny ares, a couple of the right words from those lips and he couldn’t help but let his resolve buckle at the knees. he hummed as his thumb slipped into his mouth, welcoming it easily as his tongue pressed against it, teeth closing around the digit. it didn’t last long — not as long as he wanted it to, at least — as he pulled off after a few moments, his hand now slowly moving to match ares’ pace. “bet you’d love that, hm? all eyes on you, coming with a cock in your tight ass,” and yeah, seunggi moved to sit up, because how could he not, just to nose at the skin of his neck. “they already have,” he snorted lightly. “received another one in paper last week. with how good you sound, you’d think they’d be grateful.”

“you know i would.” ares was the definition of an ‘all eyes on me’ kind of guy. he liked being watched, to a point. he supposed there was always a line. but this? if anyone did see, which might not even happen, the most they might be able to piece together would be someone getting fucked. so, eyes on him but not knowing it was him? sign him up. “fuck,” his eyes fell closed with the soft, muttered curse as seunggi moved not only closer, but deeper too. “did you..” was murmured with a laugh, head turning to let his teeth close around the others lobe. “it’s a reminder that they aren’t getting fucked nearly as good, of course they’d complain.” he wrapped an arm around seunggi’s lower back, shifting as another moan slipped free with his demand. “give me more, seunggi, please. another finger, but slow like this.”

“you would,” he hummed in agreement. “eyes on you, watching you, but knowing they can’t touch you.” he felt his own heart thrum with more desire — maybe he was projecting a little bit. he’d thought about it, of course. with the work he did, how could he not? “mm, you’re right. but if i end up having to move, i’m blaming you.” seunggi kept his face towards the side of ares’; he liked how every noise went right into his ear. best seat in the house, he was convinced. “whatever you want,” he murmured, lips pressing to the man’s collarbone as he did as he was told. a second finger joined the first, keeping the pace that ares wanted and liked. “love touching you like this,” he murmured, inching his fingers in slowly and, after a few moments, let his fingers bottom out inside of him, “take a minute.”

“having you touch me however you want, just letting them watch from afar.” it was hot, and only got more hot with every word that passed by their lips. only turned ares on more, had him wanting to rock against those fingers to get them deeper, faster — but he wouldn’t. slow was the move right now. anything more and they might not actually make it out of the bed. so instead he just focused on seunggi, hand moving between them to teasingly ghost the pad of his finger over the tip of the others cock. “can’t wait to have you inside me.” was murmured into the others ear, eyes closed as he simply sat and enjoyed the sensations running through him. “just a little more — fuck me nice and slow, get me ready for you.” again his teeth grazed along seunggi’s skin, fingers still circling the tip of his cock as he did. “you can fuck me however you want over there. just give me this now.”

a hot gasp hit ares’ skin the second his finger barely lingered over the tip of his cock. he was the one to press his chest further into the other’s, even the slightest touch being enough to have him taking his lip between his teeth. “i can’t wait to be inside you,” he murmured under his breath. it was almost a miracle he held out so long. coming was one thing, but not even getting to bury himself inside of him yet? a world record for them, truly. his fingers began moving slowly, first grinding further into ares before he found an even slower pace — only because there was more pressure behind each pass this time, fingers crooking slightly to tease against the bundle of nerves.

ares kept his eyes closed, head falling more to the others shoulder with each slow pass of his fingers. ares couldn’t help but mimic the speed seunggi set with his own over the others cock, pressing down a little more as he did. “that feels so fucking good.” a breathy moan as again he found his hips shifting. not much, but he was finding it hard to stay still. “yes, seunggi,” ares gasped against his skin, his own cock leaking from the built up pleasure. “i want your cock. don’t want to wait any more.” words were mumbled as he kissed at the older man’s neck, hand finally wrapping around his cock to offer a squeeze. “want you inside me.”

“fuck, i love having you like this,” he mused, his free hand spreading out over ares’ back. they were impossibly close, curling into each other as they touched purposefully. he kept his pace, no matter how the touch he was receiving drew him into letting his eyes fall closed. it wasn’t much, but it was enough to get him going again, enough to have his lips parting to keep his breathing steady. “its all yours,” he murmured, his hips shifting at the pressure he finally received around him. he pulled his fingers out slowly before letting the same hand sit under ares’ thigh to nudge him upward. “come on, baby.”

ares rocked his hips despite his urge to stay still, finding it harder and harder to do so. he really wanted to just let seunggi touch, to only get the feelings he gave. moving his hips was helping, wasn’t if? not that it really mattered seeing as moments after his mental dilemma seunggi was pulling out anyway, leaving ares moaning out with another kiss to his skin. “can’t wait to feel every. fucking. inch.” was murmured lowly as he got up at last, though ares did bend over to give seunggi a deep kiss, both hands clasping around his face. “let me make you feel good.”

the kiss made it difficult to not tug ares right back onto the mattress and fuck him into it. especially when he was talking to and looking at him like that — fuck, how did he manage without this for so long? not even fucking ares literally; how did he live or fuck other people before ares? he seemed impossible now, like now that he’d met him, tangled with him, there was no going back (not that he’d ever want to). one hand found the bottle of lube next to him as he moved to get up, the other finding ares’ hip to force him backwards towards the wall of windows, each of which stretched from the ceiling to the floor. a hand raised to push one of the curtains away, revealing a view of distant city lights. only then did he press ares’ back against the cool glass, humming contently as he flicked the cap open once more. “want you like this first.” well, not exactly like that, but he’d get there once he was done spreading a fair amount of lube along his length and dropping the bottle to the floor.

ares was, without a doubt, the most turned on he’s been in a long time. he might even go as far as saying this was the most. the slow build up, not a single orgasm. every touch was so good, but so slow, so short. they have been enjoying themselves and it was clear, but he was so fucking excited to have his back hit the glass. if was enough to make ares gasp out as he leaned his weight back, hands falling to seunggi’s hips as his eyes dropped. he watched excitedly, fingers digging in to try bringing the other man closer. “i wasn’t lying — you can have me however you want.” was murmured as his back came off the glass to instead lean in for a kiss with a breathy laugh. “just fucking hurry up.”

okay, maybe he wouldn’t have him like that. it’d take too much time with a lot of readjustments. and with the way ares was speaking to him? it was obvious it was way past time for him to get the show on the road. both hands found the man’s shoulders before he could steal a kiss, turning him around promptly. both hands proceeded to push his upper body against the glass again, his foot knocking his to spread his legs. then he lined himself up and slid inside of ares with a swift motion, not stopping until he was bottoming out with his chest pressed to his back. he held ares’ hips back against his, a gasp leaving him even with no intentions of moving just yet. “so fucking greedy, aren’t you?” was immediately murmured into the others ear, “how’s that, baby? is that what you wanted?”

ares’ hands hit the glass, surprise taking over his features with the suddenness of the move. his lips parted, cheek pressing against the cool glass as his legs spread — nothing was said, however. not because ares didn’t have anything to say, but because seunggi had knocked him speechless with how quick everything happened. nothing more than a breathless moan escaped, hand sliding along the glass as a shudder coursed through him. “fuck yes,” an answer was managed, eyes fluttering closed as he did his best to relax. easier said than done, it was like he was tense with desire and pure lust for the other man. “just what i wanted.” a rather delayed answer, he was struggling to keep his composure here. not that it was necessary, not with what they were doing. “you feel so fucking good inside me, stretch me just right.”

“look at you, can barely answer me,” one hand smoothed over ares’ abdomen, his nails dragging against the skin as he nipped at his shoulder. “so fucking tight around me.” enough so that he really just wanted to play with ares; see how much he could handle before he was a mess for more. but he’d done enough of that, hadn’t he? “tell me how you want it,” he murmured lowly, hips rocking back slowly to offer a shallow thrust as he waited. “you want to come like a fucked out mess for everyone? or do you want it slow, so they can watch you fall apart?”

ares was so worked up, as he was sure they both were — but this truly was sending him for a loop. it was like seunggi had found a way to reach in his head and shake him all up. “both,” a laugh, or an attempt at one, as he gave a slow press of his hips. “both,” ares murmured quietly again with a sharp intake of breath, eyes opening and head turning to instead let his head fall back on seunggi’s shoulder. “fuck me slow until you can’t control yourself anymore.” one hand left the window to clasp around the others hip, his own rocking again. “fuck me.”

seunggi’s lips formed a small grin at the answer he received, even more so once ares’ head was tilting back. the hand on his body moved to properly wrap his arm around his middle to keep the man close (but not so much that ares couldn’t push his hips backwards if he wanted). his other hand? that slid upward to let his fingers wrap around the other’s neck once more, more so comfortably resting there rather than offering any pressure… yet. “you want to feel it,” he murmured, a question not phrased like one as his hips automatically rocked back slowly, at the same pace that his fingers had before. there was no pauses between the pulls out and the motions back in, despite taking one every time he bottomed out, just to grind what he could inside with a hum. he kept his hips rocking just like that, one long expenditure to fill ares right over and over again. his chest was rising and falling dramatically, the adrenaline of it all soaring through his limbs with harsh breaths falling free. “so good. you feel so good — can’t fuckin’ get enough of you.”

he did say that, didn’t he? he wanted to feel it, to remember how seunggi touched him for days. of course he did, if he couldn’t have seunggi exactly when he wanted him due to work he’d have to settle for a reminder. at least until they could meet up again, that is. “seunggi,” a soft moan of the others name as he finally started to move. it was perfect, it was just what ares wanted. he could feel every inch fill him, could focus on the other man and what he was doing. already ares couldn’t wait to, what, repay him? to give seunggi exactly what he wanted, whatever that might look like. “just like that.” he let his own fingers tighten on the others hip, nails digging in as he swallowed down another cursed moan. “you love it, don’t you? taking me, filling me — knowing no one else does.” his hand moved again, fingers keeping that pressure as he dug into his ass cheek. “just knowing you’re the one i call when i need it.” as he spoke his eyes opened, head turning to look at the man in question. “you wanted to fuck me here, for anyone to see. why, baby? want them to see how i fall apart for you, hm? or is it me you want to show?” ares might be the one in a somewhat compromising position, but that didn’t stop the teasing, curious tone that found his words, nor the smirk to match.

“fuck, ares,” was murmured with a low breath. he really was fucking good at driving seunggi up the wall with just his words, wasn’t he? he stayed silent as the man spoke (words that couldn’t have been more true, mind you), but his staggered breaths gave his fading resolve away. a choked gasp left him once ares’ hand found his ass, the pressure forcing him into the other not particularly faster, but harder. his fingers pressed into the skin of his throat, another mangled “ares” coming out as a warning. as much as he hated how they were forced to keep quiet, keep this away from everyone and anyone, the idea of getting caught or merely getting to show ares off for the god he practically was turned him on more than he could anticipate. “you know why,” he forced out in response, the growing grip of his arm on his waist pulling ares back for each thrust. maybe he meant it as a mix of both (with heavy leaning towards the latter), maybe he meant it as something more. he couldn’t think on it now, not when most of his mind was focusing on restraining himself, on making this last. “keep talking. your voice is like fuckin’ music to my ears, baby.” cheesy, sure. but it was true. especially when he was speaking like this.

“maybe i want to hear you say it.” it was getting harder to keep his voice steady, but he deserved something for trying. not that he thought it would hurt him. if anything it might just turn seunggi on more to know that yes, ares wanted to say these things, but he was fucking him so good he couldn’t form a complete sentence. not that he was quite there yet, but it was seunggi. it wouldn’t take long. “there’s people walking,” was murmured after a lift of his head. while he liked looking at the other, he had two motives. one, he wanted to look outside. two, he wanted to feel more pressure against his neck and simply hoped the change in angle would do it. “wonder if they see,” his voice trailed off with a moan, jaw going slack as his limbs only grew warmer, looser — god, he felt so good. “wonder how long it will take them to see you behind me. to realize i’m not just standing here, but you’re fucking me so good.” he couldn’t resist squeezing at the others ass, forehead landing gently against the glass with a moan. at this rate he doubted it would take long for it to start fogging up. “you always fuck me so good, baby.” his body was growing tense little by little with the budding orgasm, slow building with this drawn out pace. “wish they could see you getting lost in me. want to show them how good you are for me.” the hand against the glass was curling with another moan, only to lift and cover the back of seunggi’s. “harder.”

“what?” seunggi cooed, taking in a sharp breath as he moved. “you want to hear how much i love having you all to myself? how i love that no matter who you see, no matter who looks at you, you’re thinking about my cock in your ass? my come on your tongue?” a low noise came out of him, his head falling forward for a moment. “how you know you’re all mine?” his lips pressed against the back of ares’ shoulder as his hold on his middle loosened a bit, just to give himself more room for a longer drawback and a matching, more powerful thrust. he wanted to be as close to buried inside of him as possible — not quite devotion, but pretty damn close. his eyes followed ares’ line of sight, a smug curl of his lips following. “i hope they see,” he murmured, the hand clutching ares’ side dragging along his chest to find his nipple, taking the flesh between his fingers to pinch harshly. his forehead met with the skin of ares’ shoulder for a moment, gasps spilling free with an instinctive pick up of the pace — not much, but it was still more. “so good for you,” he repeated mindlessly, a solid moan resonating as his hand pressed flat against ares’ nipple to let his fingers scratch at the surrounding skin. his other hand, however, easily responded to the request, grip of the sides of his neck tightening drastically as he pulled his forehead off of the window, instead forcing his back against seunggi’s chest. “want your eyes open, watching them while i fuck you. show them how good you feel, baby.”

“how’d you know that?” was his attempt at a joke, but it made him laugh breathlessly all the same. if seunggi only knew how true that was, that out of nowhere ares could be thinking about grinding against seunggi, grinding into him. being on his knees, taking whatever he was given. giving whatever seunggi could take. it sent shockwaves right to his core, had ares crying out with another moan. though that was more due to the fact that the pace had changed on him. it was exactly what he wanted, wanted seunggi to feel good. to lose himself in this, in him. “fuck, oh fuck —“ ares was arching into the others hand, lips parting with a moan as the other worked his body. “just like that, seunggi—“ ares was putty in the others hands at this point, moving how he wanted while his eyes landed on the people below. it was almost embarrassing how badly he wanted to see them stopped and looking up, how much it turned him on at the idea. “don’t stop,” already he had been breathless but with how the others hand was against his neck? he was losing it, and quickly with moans pouring freely. “i feel so good, you’re doing so good, baby.”

an amused snort couldn’t be helped, even if it came out muffled against ares’ skin. “i see how you look at me.” he’d shared those same looks, especially when they were out together but unable to talk. one look to or from ares, and seunggi would be all but ready to devour him. take now, for example. the moment ares was arching into him, seunggi’s response was to press him further against the window to keep him static. he wanted more, to hear more, so his pace grew carnally faster, more reckless with every thrust of his hips. “fucking take it,” he groaned, the noise immediately melting into a string of moans as he continued to lost his breath. “fuck, yes — so fucking good, ares. so good for me, ah? so perfect.” the hand on ares’ chest sank to wrap around the man’s length, keeping a firm grasp as he began to stroke him in time with his thrusts. “gonna make me come.”

seunggi was right, ares did look at him, and often. it was surprising how no one else suspected them. “seunggi,” his cheek pressed to the window again, breath catching in his throat at the brutal pace the other found. “always good for you.” maybe if that hand stayed put ares could have held off longer, but the moment it was wrapping around his cock? he knew he was done for. ares knew he’d be a shaking mess in no time and there was no stopping it. not that he would ever want to. “yes, yes-“ his words trailed off with a choked moan or two, fingers still latched on to the others skin while the other looked for anything to grab onto. the window wasn’t doing it, so it settled to land on seunggi’s forearm. just in time, too, seeing as in that same second ares was all but shuddering with the force of his orgasm, both hands tightening tenfold. “want you to fucking come, seunggi — come inside me, please. i want it. i want you.” ares was, evidently, a blubbering mess of moans and curses, body pressed firmly between the window and man behind him as he chased his own orgasm.

“that’s right, baby. always good for me.” ares gave him the precise reaction he wanted as he let his thumb flick over the head of his cock, small little bits of praise filling the air in between his own moans. he loved the feeling of ares writing underneath him, looking for something to keep him in tact as seunggi fucked into him. it was enough motivation to keep him going until the man was coming into his fist and on the window, the sight alone forcing seunggi to moan out in appreciation. while his hand stopped outright moving, he kept it loosely around ares’ cock because, well, he could. more than a handful of thrusts and seunggi was too overwhelmed — the noises spilling from ares, how tight he got around them. ultimately, it was the idea of eyes on them that pushed him over the edge, his hips thrusting into ares one final time as he came with a groan. he further ground into him as he did, quiet gasps slipping out into ares’ skin.

everything about this was overwhelming, and ares already knew he’d want it again. maybe he could get seunggi pressed tight against the glass, god knows he’d look so good. such a mental image had ares gasping more than he already was, eyes finally closing as he melted into the others touch, his hold. ares couldn’t stop moaning still, lips parted with the intensity of everything happening. seunggi knew how to make him fee just right, even when he was overwhelmed. “fuck, seunggi — did you come, baby? do you feel good so deep inside me?” ares mumbled out as his forehead hit the glass again and he looked out over the scenery. “don’t want it to fucking end.”

seunggi's lips found their way to ares' neck, easily pressing lingering kisses along the skin before his hips began to slow to a halt. he gave an affirmative hum in response, "always." where the hand on the man's neck loosened its grip, he gave a gentle squeeze, "tell me what you want." after waiting so long to come, it truly was only fair to give ares whatever he needed. whatever he wanted. "i'll give it to you. just ask."

“mhm, what do we want?” ” ares hummed like he was thinking over his own answer, body again resting back to relax into seunggi’s. his head tipped again, eyes opening as he took in the sight of the other. “want to keep you inside me.” was murmured before a grin found his lips, of which puckered right after after for his second demand.

seunggi happily obliged to the second request, the other's puckered lips being met with his lips for a kiss. or maybe two. no, definitely two. he couldn't help himself, really. "what, you want more?" an eyebrow quirked, his lips curling upward in amusement. "or do you just want to stay like this?"

that had an amused huff leaving his lips, smile returning as he did. “well — maybe later.” definitely later. and later might not even be that far from this point, if he was honest. it was hard to tell when it came to him, even he knew that. “but, this. let’s stay like this.” a pause, “if you can.”

"yeah, of course i can." again, whatever ares wanted. there was a certain soundness in seunggi's voice that portrayed such a fact. that, and the position did feel good, even without any movement. both of seunggi's hands moved to let his arms wrap around ares' waist, his chin hooking onto his shoulder. "we can stay like this as long as you want."

“i want to fuck you like this, here in front of the window.” ares kept his smile as he looked at seunggi, though he was glancing down towards the outside for a moment. even if no one was watching, standing here like this gave the feeling of it, that they were being watched. “what other dirty things do you have hiding up there?” was mused, smile staying put as his own hands came to rest over top of seunggi’s arms. “can’t be the only little fantasy you’ve kept hidden from me.” ares teased as his gaze drifted right back to the other man.

"mm, can't say stuff like that while i'm still inside of you," he scoffed lightly, giving one of ares' sides a squeeze. "you're going to get me hard again." because fuck did he want that. he'd take that any time, no matter what. he almost had to literally shake his head to shake the thought off. "i wouldn't say they're hidden, they just haven't come up," seunggi mused, a teasing smile of his own gracing his lips. "it'd probably be easier to say what isn't a fantasy at this point." still, his eyes studied the scenery outside, humming in thought.

“i do rather like when you’re hard, though.“ was mused in answer as his chest rose with a soft, content sigh. “oh, please — you know how easy it would be to get what you want? just gotta say it, baby.” his smile only widened, as if he’d say no. ares couldn’t think of a single thing that seunggi could want to do or try and he wouldn’t be on board with. “and don’t be sacred to tell me your no’s too.”

seunggi couldn't help but offer a soft laugh. "yeah, that's fair." one hand opted to rub small circles into the man's hip, preferring to get soft as if that'd actually counteract the fact that they were talking about his fantasies here. "don't have many no's off the top of my head." that he was sure of. "i'm always happy to try anything once." as for what he wanted to try? "blindfolds, mostly. handcuffs…" it was his turn to let out a soft sigh. "stuff like this. — how about you ask, and i'll tell, hm? see where we match up."

ares was way more comfortable than he should be for someone standing naked in front of a window, stuffed full of dick and talking about stuff like this. but he was, and he knew a big part of that was because it was seunggi. “you’re coming to mine next time. i have both of those things.” ares mused, hands squeezing at his arms with anther glance. “ropes?” the word was curious, brow lifting slightly before another squeeze and he was nodding towards the bed. “let’s lie down.”

"you tell me when, i'll be there." well, maybe. it depended on his schedule, of course, but he'd also always try. "yeah, i can do ropes. never tried 'em, though." his eyes followed the nod of ares' head, his own nodding in understanding as his arms moved to unwrap from the other's middle. "are we hobbling like this? or should i clean you up?"

“i’ll teach you.” even just thinking about it was more than enough to get ares going— the only thing saving seunggi in the moment was how recent the last orgasm was. “could even tonight if you want to sacrifice a tie.” he added, only did a laugh to escape next. “as tempting as that sounds, i’d rather not hobble.” he teased with a pat to seunggi’s hip.

"maybe," he hummed in response. he might be able to get down with that. might be a lot for one night, but he supposed they'd just have to wait and see how he was feeling. "i was expecting you to say that." a hand met ares' hip to let him pull out, albeit slowly. his hand smoothed over the man's back once he was able to take a step back, though that same hand lifted and came down to jokingly slap at ares' ass, "good game, team."

first a soft gasp of sorts as seunggi pulled out. and then? then ares was snorting out a laugh as he turned, smile doubling as he moved to toss his arms around seunggi’s shoulder. “what do i even say to that.” he teased before dropping a kiss to the others jaw before another question came to mind. “you know what i want to do with you?”

seunggi's grin, as per usual, grew wide at the sight of ares', arms wrapping around his waist once more to receive him happily. "you say, 'you, too, coach'." he wiggled his eyebrows a bit. "no, i don't. but i'd love for you to enlighten me."

ares gave a push to get them walking — it might still be classified as hobbling to a point but whatever. “i want to play with you in public.” ares murmured, though he was well aware how risky it could be. “want you sitting on a toy, trying to have a conversation like you’re not about to make a mess in your pants. or dancing with someone else and wishing it was me.” ares kept his smile, eyes on seunggi to see how such a thing might be taken. “no one but us knowing. you wouldn’t even be able to look at me, or beg for more. for less. you’d just have to take whatever i gave you.”

seunggi began to move backwards towards the bed, yet with how ares began his wish, it was a bit of a miracle his knees didn't give up on him. still, he walked until the back of his legs hit the mattress, bringing him to sit down. his hands stayed on ares' hips, however, face pressing in to let his chin press into his middle as his face turned upward to keep his eyes on his. a shiver ran down his spine, his ears starting to go red, and he felt everything in him move. "fuck," he murmured with a soft laugh. yeah, he wanted that, too. easily. the idea of ares knowing what he was doing to him, how seunggi would be reacting, without even having to look at him? no, his face was going completely red now. "yeah — yeah, we can do that. definitely."

every step brought them closer to the bed, though ares was more interested in watching seunggi as he spoke. he did not disappoint, and ares felt his smile tug just a bit more at his lips. “yeah?” was murmured as they stopped, head tipping down to keep his eyes locked on the other. “keep an eye out for a package then.” a hand lifted to drag his thumb across reddened cheeks, and then slowly card through seunggi’s hair, fingers scratching gently. “and once you get it all you have to do is text me anytime you want to play.” if it was possible for his smile to grow, it was. “but … if i can’t see you, you have to send me videos.” ares added with a laugh and tug to the others hair.

keep an eye out for a package. more like seunggi would be tearing up every single one he got in the mail until he got the package. oh, ares was killing him. and he seemed intent on it, too, with the prospect of ‘anytime’ and videos — goosebumps sprawled along seunggi’s skin, his eyes drifting as he took his bottom teeth between his lips. “and if i want to play now?” he gave a squeeze to ares’ hips, “you can say no if you’re tired. just might end up hearing some strange noises from the bathroom, then. no biggie.”

ares brought his hand down to clasp around seunggi’s jaw, eyes focused on his as he tipped his head back just a little more. really it was just a slow push to get him going back. “with your toys?” ares mused, smile staying put as he leaned down some to ghost his lips over the other mans. “i don’t think i’d ever say no to something that gets you moaning for me.” in fact, ares would always be on board for it, if not overly eager. “but i want you to tell me what you want.” an addiction of sorts, hearing seunggi saying filthy things.

“just want your fingers.” seunggi let himself fall back, back hitting the mattress gently as his hands traveled up ares’ sides to settle on his shoulders. “you can use whatever you want, though.” he smiled at his agreement, his understanding — it was his fault that seunggi was growing desperate for his hands on him and in him, anyway. “want you to touch me like you would if i was dancing with someone else.” he hummed a bit in satisfaction at the idea, voice growing lower as his head tilted to let their lips only brush together. “mm? someone else’s hands on me, grinding against me, thinking they could use me to get off.” his lips parted to let out a soft breath, “what would you do?”

“i can do that.” ares murmured as he crawled over the others body, head tipping to the side some to kiss along the others jaw. he was all too happy to listen to the words spilling out of the others lips, hand leaving seunggi’s jaw to instead slide down along his neck. it was hard to stay away from those lips though and soon enough ares was again hovering over. his eyes wandered those features, brow lifting as he pictured what was being said. “you’d let them too, huh? have your fun knowing i can’t look away, but can’t do anything.” ares murmured, words followed by another kiss before he was getting off seunggi completely. “i’d be thinking about it all fucking night.” it wouldn’t be long, a quick trip to find the discarded lube on the floor, and then he was right back to letting his knees hit the bed. “thinking about touching you all over, making you feel better than they ever could.” ares dropped the bottle to the bed and nudged the others legs apart, hands grasping at the insides of his thighs to gently squeeze. “but the moment i could get you alone?” his hands continued to move slowly up along his legs as he watched his face. “you wouldn’t be able to remember your name by the time i was done.” it was said mostly teasingly as he pressed his fingers harshly against the forming marks on his thighs.

“i would.” it was fucked up — he knew it was. with the way he reacted to ares doing something as simple as talking to another guy, he should have no room to admit to such things. but curiosity was a bitch sometimes. he’d want to see how ares would react, what he’d do — even now, now that seunggi had admitted to it. part of him wanted to believe that he only said such a thing because it was another desire of his, but did he? the moment ares was climbing off of him, he was pushing up to his elbows, eyes following his every move. the tone of voice he was using was making matters worse for seunggi; ares sounded so confident in every bit of it, in the fact that he knew no one could treat seunggi better than he could. and it was true. seunggi knew it, too. but this was fun, watching the man handle him how he wanted to. his legs spread easily, the hands on his thighs making him hum out. his eyes followed those hands — because, well, how could they not — even as he could feel ares’ eyes on him. the reality of his words made the older man shift under his touch, the movement basically his attempt at repressing a shiver. his eyes moved to his, then, studying his features. until* those bruises were coming back into play, the roughness making him hiss out in surprise, “ares —“ his gaze flickered upward, taking a moment or two to just look at him before he pressed his thighs further into his hold in encouragement. “make me forget it. only want yours.”

“mhm,” he could only hum in response to that, too busy thinking about it. he knew he’d obsess over it until he was able to get his hands on seunggi. ares liked to think he was a jealous person, and really he wasn’t. not normally. but this was uncharted territory, whatever this was. he didn’t like the idea of sharing seunggi with someone else, that’s for sure. even just picturing other hands on the man was enough to keep his own going, fingers gripping at his thighs right over the bruises. “i think it would be a problem. you would like it too much, knowing what you’d get after teasing me like that.” there was no warning as he let go of the others thighs in favor of getting the lube in his hands, the sound of the cap popping filling the air. “i wouldn’t make it easy on you, you know. you would have to beg for it, for me. even then you might not get it. how’s that make you feel, baby? do you think it’ll be worth it?”

the sound of the bottle opening was music to his ears, had him sitting back on his elbows even further as he watched. he didn’t know what it was that brought the horrible mischievous glint to his eyes at ares’ words — maybe it was just a desire to see how far he could push him. it might just get him exactly what ares was threatening, but — well. he wouldn’t be prepared for that one. but again. curiosity was a bitch. “you would say no to me?” an eyebrow raised, lips parting as his eyes flickered over ares’ features. “even after i beg so pretty for you? get down on my hands and knees for you?” his lips formed a soft frown, like that just wouldn’t do. “i’d let you do anything you want, you know.” there was a slight motion to sit up a bit, just to let one hand find the other’s side. “fuck, i’d let you do anything.” his fingers dug into the skin, a poor attempt at pulling ares closer to him. “and i’d do anything for you. but i don’t think you’d be able to say no to me.”

“i’d do more than just tell you no.” ares didn’t mind letting seunggi have his fun. if he wanted to tease, to get ares going for him with someone else on him? it was only fair for ares to have his own fun after, and boy would he. “you wouldn’t know when it was coming.” he trailed off again as he closed the bottle and brought that hand up to push seunggi back. the other went right between his legs, a slick finger teasing against his hole. “it could be weeks before i make you re-live that night, make you beg so fucking pretty for me.” or not. maybe the moment he was able to get his hands on seunggi he would do so. but that was no fun, letting the other man know for sure. “i would have so much fun with you. might tie you up, simply use your body how i want.” ares sighed quietly as he pulled his bottom lip past his teeth, eyes lifting slowly over seunggi’s features. “keep you like that, spread out on your back until i’m exhausted. and then?” ares paired his words with slowly pushing that finger inside seunggi, eyes never once leaving his own. “do you want to know what i’d do next?”

seunggi’s frown deepened — mostly a show, because this was the reaction he was asking for. “ares,” he murmured, letting his back hit the back again. he couldn’t tell if he meant weeks waiting specifically for that, or weeks waiting specifically for him. the latter was enough to have him shifting against the other’s finger, a low gasp falling from his lips. yeah, ares had him right where he seemed to want him. seunggi’s mind was running wild now, only because he fucking wanted that. for ares to have his fun with him, forgetting whatever the hell seunggi might want. but the means of getting it? he was slowly backpedaling on that. cooking under ares’ gaze with his finger slowly moving inside of him had him heating up, jaw falling the slightest bit slack as he finally got what he needed. “tell me. please.”

ares hummed quietly in thought, head tipping to the side slight as he watched every little reaction. he liked this, liked seeing seunggi fall apart from words alone. “after i’ve had my fun with you,” again he was taking his time to speak, though now he was shifting. his free hand moved along his skin as he leaned over seunggi, not stopping until he was hovering over him with his finger still moving slowly. “then i’d put you to work. use your mouth on me, fuck me nice and good. maybe you would be allowed to come by then, hm?” ares murmured, movement stopping as he simply pushed as deep as he could. “maybe i’d take every single thing i wanted and leave you like that, writhing and achingly hard for it.” oh, he would never. he honestly wasn’t even sure he could tell seunggi no, the other man was right. didn’t mean he had to say that. “all because you couldn’t keep you hands to yourself. because you need to tease me.” far from a complaint. there was something ares loved about it. knowing anyone could touch seunggi, look at him, but they’d never get the same reactions ares did. this, for example. “i’d make you feel so, so good. but not good enough to come.”

it was hard not to let his eyes fall closed, the mental images of everything ares was laying out for him roaming free in his mind. “i’d do whatever you wanted,” he repeated. “would work so hard for you.” his hips flexed as ares’ finger came to a stop, the feeling of him inside of him, even just like this, spreading warmth along his chest. “feels good.” but the thought of ares fucking him in every which way, making seunggi fuck him in every which way, just to be left without an orgasm? that felt good in the worst way; a way that he was almost nervous to admit. “you like it,” seunggi murmured under his breath, one hand finding ares’ hair while the other rested on his back. “you liked it, at that party. seeing me watching you.” he gave a bit of a tug of the man’s hair, just to let him drag his lips along his jaw. “and you’d like watching me, wouldn’t you? watching someone touching me wrong, not how you know i like it.” his hips tried to push downward, to get that finger moving again, no matter what pace he’d get, while he kissed at the corner of ares’ mouth. “show me how much you know.”

“would you, baby? you’d make it up to me, wouldn’t you?” ares cooed softly as he watched those eyes close. he didn’t mind it, if anything he took the chance to properly look at the other man. gaze slowly wandering over his features with a soft hum of content. but then a small smile returned, brow lifting with the accusation thrown at him. a truthful one, one he wouldn’t deny. “i really did. but that can’t be a surprise.” was mused with a huff of a laugh. ares wasn’t sure how far it could go, how far he’d let his own boundaries be pushed like that. did he even have a line of where he wouldn’t want to be watched? “mhm,” it was his turn for his eyes to close, mind drifting to the lips on his skin. until seunggi was moving again, of which he took the hint. ares started to move once more, nearly pulling his finger free only to, just as slowly, sink right back in. that seemed like a good pace to keep for now, see how long it would take to hear a complaint. or see seunggi fall apart, he wasn’t picky. “i don’t think i could watch for long.” was admitted with a kiss of his own to the others lips, however chaste it may have been. “i’d want to make you feel good, show you what you could have.” a complete contradiction to what he just said. the only difference? “let everyone around us see how you melt under my touch.” was murmured as he added another finger, though kept the slow pace the same. “to see how you fucking lose it when you get your hands on me, my lips on your neck.”

"i would." he was sure that went without saying again (or at least he hoped it did), but he just couldn't help himself. a low, extensive hum pulled from seunggi's chest when the other's hand began to move, the grip on ares' hair growing softer with the slow pace. it was good — better than he would've expected. he usually wanted things harder, to the point where it almost hurt. he liked knowing he was wanted in the worst way, and that was the only way he could translate it. but this? this was almost better, knowing ares was willing to take his time, let seunggi feel everything that went into being with him like this. the addition of another finger had him arching his back the slightest bit, just to push further against the two fingers. the noise that came out of him was deep, almost unlike anything that's slipped out of him before. yup, definitely better. "'s so good," he slurred, his head leaning further into the mattress. "i wish everyone could see. want them to." the hand on ares' back moved lower to grip at his waist, fingers digging in a bit while the one of the other scratched at his scalp. "mark me — my neck. i don't care. want to show you off where i can."

“we could put on a show for them, really get all eyes on you. you’re so fucking pretty when you’re blissed out and moaning — no one would be able to look away.” ares murmured, a smile creeping into his voice as he slowly mouthed along the others jaw. he wanted to touch him in every way he could right now. though when seunggi spoke again ares couldn’t help but pause in his actions. not that his hand stopped, he had no intention of stopping. but he did look over the others face again, like really wanting to make sure. it was tempting, too tempting — enough so that he was right back to kissing at his skin in a downwards path to seunggi’s neck. “i don’t want to hear shit about it later.” was mused as his other hand moved to latch into seunggi’s hair and offered a sharp tug to the side. not anything crazy, mostly he just wanted to yank on his hair some as his lips found their place. just as before he couldn’t resist biting at him, tugging the skin between his teeth and sucking when he could. if seunggi wanted a mark, ares would give him a mark. maybe even a little overboard if he had it his way — he wanted to make it hard to hide, even if it might be regretted later. “i love seeing you like this. covered in my marks, legs spread for me to play.” fuck, he couldn’t get enough and was pulling back again so he could look down over seunggi.

"a show," seunggi repeated in amusement, a soft laugh making itself known. he couldn't imagine it, really. both of them just fucking going at it like they do, in front of everyone. unless — "oh, you just gave me the worst fucking idea." it really was a bad idea, wasn't it? or, well, it could be. best case scenario, no one knew about it. or, if they did, no one but them would know who it was. still, his heartbeat picked up a bit at the prospect of it — even more so with the tug to his hair and lips latching onto his neck. "you won't," he gasped out, relishing the feeling of teeth pulling and tugging as ares pleased. it was a fucking fantastic contrast, the man going to town on his neck like he'd been waiting for the opportunity while his fingers fucked seunggi nice and slow. and, while he did mean it when he said ares wouldn't hear any shit, seunggi knew damn well he would never hear the end of it. his agent would probably ask him if he'd been fucking dracula in his free time, or something. but that was what he wanted. for people to know there was someone, somewhere, treating him right. and besides, this was what makeup was for, right? "you can have me like this whenever you want," he hummed, eyes still blissfully closed as he continued taking the other's locks between his fingers. "love when you play with me. so fucking much." a murmured curse fell from his lips, hips beginning to rock slightly against the other's hand. "i don't let people touch me like this. only you."

“share with the class.” ares murmured easily, only after he peeled himself away from the others skin. he even went as far as slipping his fingers around seunggi’s wrist to tug it from his hair, and then intertwined them to pin down against the bed. already he was glued to the red mark on seunggi’s neck, too eager to see it bloom into a dark mark. even more, he couldn’t wait to see seunggi tomorrow, to see each and every bruise left on his skin. ares didn’t want to forget it, and he felt the temptation to truly capture it grow. “we have to talk, see just what you have on your mind to try out.” ares would, most likely, oblige in all of it. but it would be a conversation. one that didn’t end up like this, like the last time. it had him laughing softly in realization, the sound trailing off as he leaned down for a kiss. “don’t want anyone else touching you like this. fucking keep it like that.” ares murmured, eyes landing on seunggi again. “do you want more, hm? you’re grinding on my hand like you do. impatient, baby.” ares teased, as if he hadn’t been purposefully moving as slow as he could. but he took the opportunity to switch it up, to move his fingers a lot faster and curl them when deep inside. if seunggi wanted more, he’d get it. from nearly nothing to this, though? might be a little cruel on his part.

seunggi let out an amused laugh, almost as if he didn’t know exactly how to say it or if ares would laugh in his face (which would be a fair reaction). he was in the midst of opening his mouth to speak and let the other know what exactly was so funny when ares’ hand made its way around his wrist, promptly moving his own from his favorite distraction. a frown formed on his lips, even if he didn’t exactly mind being held down like that. “don’t think i will, now,” he teased. “sure, we can talk. but you should keep your mouth shut or we’ll end up like this again.” ares’ words were ninety percent of the reason why he was turned on again to begin with, why he needed to be touched so fucking badly. so, it was either he kept his words to himself, or seunggi wrote it down, or something. he easily met the kiss, all too eager to have the man’s lips on his again. “don’t think i’d let them, anyway.” not when ares was setting the bar so high, not when he could have ares whenever he wanted him. “mm, yeah, i —“ he began with a hum, on the verge of asking for another finger, maybe just the slightest curl to them, but all he was left with was a surprised moan ripping through him. his eyes flew open, searching for ares’ before the pleasure would forced them closed again, the hand pinned down thrashing under his hold. “for fuck’s sake,” he cried out, back arching with every pass of his fingers, until his free hand was shoving at ares’ chest, not knowing what to do with itself, not know where to hold. “ares, you — fuck — o-oh, god —“ there was no coherent sentence to be made, not when he was writhing like he was, mind going dizzy with how quick he was getting worked.

“you can tell me later.” was said first, though honestly? he might change his mind, maybe hold seunggi’s orgasm hostage until he got his information. who knows, when ares was involved the plan could change at the flip of a hat. “noted.” came next, a quiet hum following — he’d sit quietly, take mental notes. he could do that, surely. might be the smallest of struggles but he could do it. but again, this was all going to have to wait until later. right now he was too focused on the writhing man below him. it put a smirk on his lips, hand only tightening around seunggi’s to do his best at keeping it pinned. “want you to come like this, with just my fingers.” seunggi did ask to be shown just how good ares could make him feel, and ares was all too happy to oblige. hence why he kept the ruthless pace, why he made sure to hit that bundle of nerves, curling them to make sure he delivered every ounce of pleasure possible. “but if you don’t open your eyes i’m stopping.”

"no!" came almost immediately, hand grasping the back of ares' neck in the hopes that that'd be able to ground him enough so he could peel his eyes open. turned out it worked, for the most part, as they found ares' after taking a second to focus. but that didn't mean it was easy. he was inclined to let them slide closed every time ares hit him just right, that's how fucking good he felt. "please don't stop, please, please —" he knew he was literally talking out of his ass, but fuck did he want to come like that, with ares pounding into him perfectly. yeah, very little chance his toys would be able to measure up to him now. "g-gonn— shit, fuck, i'm g-gonna —" again, his words came out mangled, a mess of noises shoved between every single syllable. but of course he could manage a murmured, "can i?"

oh, this was going to be hard to shake. ares was going to end up torturing himself with replays. god-forbid he has to sit through a boring meeting, or something, and he might end up hard in his pants right there. “that’s it, baby. eyes on me.” ares, for one, wasn’t looking away any time soon. he wasn’t stopping, he wasn’t pulling away. there wasn’t much that could get him to lose sight of such a pretty picture. the only thing that changed? his paced slowed just enough to get a third finger inside him, though ares was quick to get right back to it. he had a goal, and that goal was to have seunggi shaking under him. “you can come, baby. make a mess all over yourself for me.” was murmured, lips parting as his eyes eagerly took in the sight. from seunggi’s face to dropping down, head tipped to look between their bodies — fat chance he was missing this. “come on, baby.”

a shudder of pure pleasure ran through him once he felt another finger inside of him, the shock of it leaving his jaw slack. maybe his eyes rolled back a little bit (no, they did, but he'd most definitely deny it). he was a silent, fumbling mess, the bubble on the verge of bursting inside of him giving him no chance to focus on anything else, only ares. only his fingers inside of him, fucking him until he was on the verge of tears. his body went horribly tense, the hand pinned to the mattress forming a fist to let his nails dig into his palm, his other hand having enough decency to slide to ares' upper back to let those nails do the same. and when he came, he came hard. the feeling ripped through him with absolutely no mercy, his body going slack as he continued to writhe under the other man. when it was done? his body continued to tense on its own volition, panting breaths and low curses spewing all over the place.

ares gasped softly at the touch he was given, eyes flicking right back up to seunggi’s to try and capture it all. he wanted to see as much as he could, to give as much as he could — and by the looks of it, seunggi got more than enough. “that’s it — just like that. come for me.” he couldn’t resist dropping down to kiss him, or more like kiss his jaw. a soft nip followed, pace slowing down significantly. not that he stopped, no. he went right back to that slow pace he had started with, if only to try milking this for seunggi. “you look so fucking good like this.” ares murmured after pulling back again, and finally pulling his fingers free. a smile was growing in no time, his other hand letting go of seunggi’s wrist as he moved to instead cage him in. “i should have fucking recorded that.” or something. he’d be all but glued to his phone if he had those sounds at his disposal, that’s for sure. “are you okay, seunggi?” one hand carefully cared through his hair, thumb dragging along his skin as he looked over him.

"i'd hope so," he murmured after a long breath. "y'just fucked me like your life depended on it." absolutely not a complaint — if anything, he'd only be asking for ares' fingers more. "'s alright. was going to ask if you wanted to make a sex tape, anyway." definitely easier to say when he was fucked out of his mind. he was sure if he looked in a mirror right now, there'd be little stars floating around his height like he was a cartoon character. "mm," he hummed as a half-assed affirmative, leaning into the touch without moving the rest of his body much. "fuckin' spectacular, actually." a soft sigh as his eyes fell closed, weirdly comfortable sitting like that (likely because it was ares). "thank you."

“well, yeah — you got me worked up.” of course he acted in such a way. he wanted to rock seunggi’s world, and he was pretty sure he succeeded. more than just pretty sure, if seunggi’s face was anything to go by. “you want —“ a sex tape? it had him snorting a soft laugh, head nodding a few times. “should we try to find an actual video camera? could be fun.” exciting, even. something ares hadn’t done before, and now that it was in his head? much like the window idea, he wouldn’t be able to stop thinking about it until he got it. “can i get you anything?” as he spoke he carefully dropped the rest of his weight to instead lay on top of him, fingers scratching gently along his scalp.

"that's bullshit. you got me worked up, don't twist it." yup, he was right in assuming ares would laugh in his face. not in a bad way, of course. it was just a bit of an insane idea. especially when considering it'd be not one, but two high profile people in it with the equivalent of a giant fucking blood feud keeping their families at each other's throats. still, seunggi offered a lazy grin. "i think so. it'd be funny. unless i look good in it, then it'll be high art." the smile turned smug, but only in a teasing manner as his arms looped around the other's frame. "uh," he took a second to think about it, lips pursing as he did so. "some oreos would be great right now, but i don't suppose you double as a go puff driver, do you?"

another snort of a laugh, head dropping to rest against the others shoulder. yeah, okay. ares had done most of the talking, but considering it was about seunggi he was still getting some of the blame here. “you’ll look great in it, especially if i can get you writhing like that again.” was mused after he picked his head up, wanting that eye contact again. “what kind of person doesn’t keep oreos in their home?” a judgmental scoff, a teasing smile and then a peck to the lips. “if it wasn’t so risky to come and go i’d go get you some.” his fingers tugged gently at seunggi’s hair, and then that same hand trailed down to gently press against the darkened skin. “everyone in your life is going to kill you for this.”

"god, i might be dead by the end of it if you do." a bit dramatic, sure, but definitely got his point across (but don't get him wrong, he'd absolutely want to go for it). one hand slid along ares' back soothing, letting his fingers drag along the man's skin contently — a feeling that doubled once the eye contact was reestablished. "someone who hasn't been in this apartment for a month, that's who," he murmured with his own scoff after he received the small kiss. "i'd order some, but i don't even know where my phone is. and i unplugged the alexa." a soft, dramatic sigh ensued. "i guess they're just not meant to be." his head tilted a little bit with the tug, then a bit more once it became clear that his neck was the point of his fascination. "they'll get over it." no, they wouldn't. might be better to prepare himself for passive aggressive makeup artists now. "at least it's not on you. your fans would probably find out it was me just from the fuckin' shape of it, somehow. i'd wake up to my address on twitter."

“next time we can make a day or two work. we can spend all day with a camera. you can have lots of naps.” ares teased with a soft poke to his skin, and then let his attention drift fully to the other again. “oreos would have been so good right now.” was said in agreement, in defeat — didn’t matter if they would be good, it wasn’t an option. next time, for sure. ares would have to make sure to always have a pack around. just in case. “just wear a turtleneck. you’d look good and it will hide it.” was his only solution to the problem, amused smile finding seunggi again. “god, don’t say that — you’re going to manifest it. i’d feel awful.” an outing, an address leak — two things he wasn’t trying to do. “i wish you could.” maybe one day he’d be so fucked out that he wouldn’t care either, though he wasn’t sure either of them would be ready for what could happen. ares wasn’t even sure they were ready now, if the way seunggi was downplaying it said anything.

"one fuck with the sun up, the next one with it down. we're going to look like addicts," he snorted, tossing his head back a bit with a light laugh. "i won't always be able to wear a turtleneck," was mused with a grin. "i think i've got a shirtless thing on tuesday, so. maybe it'll make the shoot more realistic." what a positive way of looking at it — an outcome that would never happen. if anything, he was expecting a smack upside the head and to be quizzed on his contractual obligations. so. that should be a good time. "what, seeing paparazzi outside my building? or the world knowing you're fucking a na in your free time?" it was his turn to let a hand find ares' hair, fingers happily carding through it. "maybe one day, mm? whenever your next break is." another positive way of looking at something — but, this time, the kicker was that he didn't know if he'd be on a break. for all he knew he'd somehow end up across the atlantic ocean doing toblerone commercials or some shit. "do you want to lay down? in bed, i mean. or are you hungry?"

“only one?” was his first answer, and then after a pause he added on. “— i think we are.” ares snorted a laugh at that. surely he was like, one step away from being a sex addict. well, at least when seunggi was the other half. not to say he didn’t enjoy it before this man waltz into — actually he supposed he walked into seunggi’s life. either way, he liked sex. but sex with seunggi was its own fucking category. “oh, do you? send me a copy of it.” ares laugh as again he let his head fall to rest against the others chest, content to stay like this for a moment longer. “its not that, it’s you. i don’t want to out you.” the absolute last thing he wanted, honestly. another hum and he was moving to slide himself off seunggi, taking those words as his cue to get off. “i might get something to drink. want anything?”

“didn’t mean it like that. but we will have to cut it somewhere, or we’ll end up with a three hour long sex tape.” might be the most fitting sex tape they could make, but watching it? hell, he could barely make it through two hours of movies with actual plots. he took his own moment of introspection before offering a nod, “i think you’re right.” they’d come a long way from seunggi’s childhood bedroom, that was for sure. he snickered at the other’s teasing desire for more shirtless stuff, as if he wasn’t getting the actual goods whenever they were apart for too long. “mm.” was all he could manage in response. if that didn’t make his stomach drop, he didn’t know what would. maybe he’d become so comfortable with ares that it slowly stopped seeming like something that didn’t need to be addressed, but hearing him saying it was like a sucker punch, for one reason or another. “— no, i’m good for now. thanks, though.”

“as long as we don’t lose it — we do not need a kim situation.” ares could not imagine what would actually come out of it, but he didn’t want to know. it wasn’t enough to get him off board though. no. they could do it, one of them could keep it and just go from there. “i’m sorry it has to be like this.” was murmured with a soft tug to seunggi’s hair, and then he was out of the bed. he really was, sorry that is. sorry their families were the way the were, sorry the world was the way it was. sorry that they can’t do a single thing unless it’s behind closed doors, not even as much as a simple conversation. but at the same time, as far as he knew, he could be the only one wanting all that other stuff. like an idiot, probably. it was more reason for him to leave the space, as if a mere minute alone would shake the thoughts away. he’d just grab them a drink, take a little detour for a wet cloth, and then a slow trek back to seunggi.

“not your fault,” was murmured in response, lips curling to form a gentle smile at the hand in his hair. it didn’t last long, though — the moment ares was out of the room, seunggi’s eyes were clouding and he was blinking back tears. he gave a shaky breath, the noise tense with discomfort. he meant it when he said it wasn’t ares’ fault — how could it be? that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt; all of it. that the guy he had hardcore feelings for was the last person on earth he should want to be with in any capacity, that no one but him, ares, and maybe two other people knew that he’d want to be with a guy all all. it was killing him, the secrecy, the insecurity. and to hear ares mention how the one thing he cared about was seunggi’s comfort? he was overwhelmed. he moved carefully up to the top of the bed, sliding under the blankets like either he or they would break if he moved too much one way or the other. no tears were allowed to move, instead he knew full well how to manage the urge to cry. he’d just curl up, pretend to be asleep. so that was what he did — he moved to one side of the bed, letting his back face the door as his eyes fell closed, his chest rising and falling slowly to try and make it a reality, too.

ares was quiet when he returned, especially once he saw the other as he was. ares didn’t blame him for passing out, not after the last hour. the last twenty minutes, even. he quietly put the water down, eyes staying on the others sleeping form as he did a quick wipe down of himself. no use in waking seunggi, he would wash up later. and while it was tempting to get back into bed, there was some hesitation. that’s not what they did, was it? as tempting as it was, eyes running over his features, ares didn’t know what would happen. he knew how much easier it was to leave when it was dark, and really hadn’t been lying when he said he didn’t want to risk it. so a hand carded through seunggi’s hair again, and with that he was off to find his clothes, gathering them up before quietly passing through the door again. and on the walk to his car? an order was made, an obscene amount of oreos of course, to be dropped off at seunggi’s door for when he woke.