[One Shot] Sinner: Deeds of the flesh (pt.2) [English ver.] {WookSung}

Title: Deeds of the flesh (pt.2)

Author: Riz Aino

Pairing: WookSung (Love + Nine) (OnlyOneOf)

Classification: NC–17

Genres: AU, smut, pwp

Word count: 3.4k

Summary: after his experience with WookJin, JiSung can't help but think that he wants to do it again.

Warnings: explicit sexual content, including a threesome.

Notes: this story is the second part of Deeds of the flesh, if you haven't read it before, I recommend that you do so because things that happen there are mentioned.

Author's comment: In the end I ended up deciding to write it because I wanted to do more of this mini universe created for the first fic. I hope you like it.

 

Deeds of the flesh (pt2) (English ver)

 

Now the deeds of the flesh are evident, which are:

sexual immorality, impurity, sensuality…

Galatians 5:19

(Y manifiestas son las obras de la carne, que son:

Inmoralidad sexual, impureza, sensualidad…

Gálatas 5:19)

 

           The apartment was in complete darkness when JiSung entered. That surprised him, because normally at that time of the night, WookJin had already returned from his classes and if he wasn't going to arrive until later, he would let him know. With that strange feeling, he walked across the place, going through the kitchen and living room first and heading towards the bedrooms later. The apartment was still without light because he had not lit any, but through the crack in WookJin's room door a beam of light filtered into the hall. Curious, JiSung reached for the doorknob, turning it, not questioning whether walking into his roommate's room without knocking was okay or not. He just opened it.

 

            The scene that JiSung found before his eyes was something that left him open-mouthed and completely paralyzed in the doorway. WookJin was on the bed, naked, kneeling on the mattress, along with his best friend, YongSoo, also naked, this one on all fours. WookJin's hands held YongSoo by the waist and also served as a point of support so as not to unbalance while he strongly rammed his butt. Over and over. With an accelerated and wild rhythm that made them both moan with madness, their eyes closed enjoying the sex, without realizing that JiSung was there, watching, staring at them, without losing detail.

 

            WookJin raised his head at that moment and his eyes met JiSung's, who held his gaze, although his whole being screamed at him to run out of that room and out of the apartment without looking back if he didn't want to do something he could repent for the rest of his life. However, his feet were rooted to the ground and he couldn't move. A mischievous smile then appeared on the boy's face, as if he had realized that he couldn't move and had an evil plan in mind.

 

            "Hyung", he called him. "Join us".

 

            At that moment, YongSoo raised his head and looked at him too, replicating on his face the mischievous smile that WookJin had just shown him. JiSung gulped. He wanted to escape, he wanted to get out of there. He had to… but his feet didn't obey him. He had to have turned to leave the room, but instead His feets moved forward and pulled him closer to the bed. In slow motion, he climbed onto the mattress with them, standing in front of YongSoo, not saying a word, unable to process what he was doing. The youngest then stood up, bringing his hands to JiSung's neck, pressing his back to WookJin's chest, who held him tighter as he continued to penetrate him. YongSoo's and his eyes met a few seconds before the boy brought his face close to his and took his lips in a wild kiss in which, from the first moment, he sought with his tongue to enter the mouth of JiSung, who he opened it without any problem, entangling his tongue with that of the other, running out of breath the second of doing it, beginning to feel the heat that had accumulated in the place in his own flesh, also noticing the rhythmic penetrations of WookJin, because the lips YongSoo's were moving against his thanks to them, stopping the kiss at times to moan with pleasure.

 

            Soon, YongSoo's lips left his and he began a downward path down his neck, his clavicle, unbuttoning his shirt buttons, kissing his chest and stomach, sticking his tongue into his navel, unbuttoning his pants and sticking out his erect member to the hot air of the room, taking it immediately with his mouth, kissing it, licking it, putting it in his mouth. JiSung couldn't help the moans that rose from the back of his throat, dying of pleasure because this was the best blow job anyone had ever given him in his life. He was on the edge of the abyss, also feeling WookJin's movements through his connection with YongSoo and the fire of orgasm soon accumulated in his body, struggling to get out.

 

            And yet, even though he was about to explode into the most delicious of orgasms, he didn't.

 

            JiSung opened his eyes in the darkness of his own room, barely guessing the silhouettes of the place, a cold sweat running down his back, panting, his heart beating rapidly inside his chest and feeling it pumping in his brain as well, with a prominent erection in his crotch and the memory of the dream so vivid that he had just still had behind his eyelids every time he closed his eyes a thousandth of a second. JiSung felt disturbed, lost. Everything had gotten worse.

 

            It was not more than a few weeks since he had met WookJin and YongSoo making out on the sofa when he returned to the apartment and it was only a few days ago that his roommate had touched him and proposed to have sex if he wanted. Until just a few weeks ago, if someone had asked JiSung about his sexuality, he would have answered completely sure that he was straight, that he was totally in love with his girlfriend and that he was even planning a future with her... but since he had caught those two together, their world had been ruined and JiSung was no longer sure. He had started to have strange thoughts about WookJin and, on more than one occasion —and more than two— he had wanted to jump on the boy, rip off all of his clothes and eat him whole from top to bottom. That had made him end up leaving him with his girlfriend so as not to hurt her with all that tangle of conflicting thoughts and feelings and began to consider his sexuality... and, since WookJin had touched him, things had gotten worse. There was not a single day that JiSung didn't consider accepting the proposal that WookJin had made to him. He generally regained his sanity and got over his head before doing something that he might regret later... although it was getting harder and harder to control himself.

 

            JiSung got out of bed with the intention of lowering that erection without having to resort to touching himself because that would only make the fantasy he had just had in that dream come to his mind again and make him go crazy. For that reason, he would first go to the kitchen and drink a couple of glasses of water and then go into the shower to take a shower of cold water that would lower that heat that he had given at dawn. That had been his intention... but it was cut short as soon as he left his bedroom and went to the kitchen, where he found WookJin, eating an ice cream, his tongue finishing sucking on the stick of it, his lips wrapping it absentmindedly. JiSung's heart stopped seeing him like this, all the air in his lungs suddenly escaped and he felt the erection between his legs grow even more in his pajama pants.

 

            "Oh hyung", WookJin said with a smile upon seeing him enter. "Can't sleep because of the heat either?" He asked him.

 

            JiSung didn't answer him. His eyes had stopped paying attention to the boy's mouth and had traced a downward path through his body because the only thing he was wearing were black underpants, just that.

 

            WookJin had started going to the gym and it was paying off because the boy had strong arms, strong pecs and fully defined stomach muscles. JiSung had to swallow hard because the vivid memory of that erotic dream he had just had had just been mixed with reality and his mouth had gone completely dry. Probably, on his face it must have been noticed what were the thoughts he was having in those moments, because WookJin's laugh was heard loud and clear in the silence of the night, bringing him back to reality.

 

            "I think the heat that awakened me and the one that awakened you are quite different", he teased, blatantly pointing at his erection.

            "I'm not in the mood for jokes, Jung WookJin", he replied.

            "Not for jokes... but you're ready to fuck", he replied. "I remind you, hyung, that my offer still stands".

 

            JiSung looked into his eyes, trying to find something in them that would tell him that he didn't really mean what he had just said, that what had come from his lips was nothing more than a joke of his. However, WookJin's eyes shone with amusement and a hint of desire darkening them, as if he was waiting for JiSung to take the next step. And JiSung had tried by all means that it didn't get out of hand, he had tried and tried that the mental straws that he had in his head did not end up causing him to do something with WookJin that they could both regret later... but in those moments, completely excited as he was by that damn erotic dream and with WookJin, practically naked before him, inviting him to play and have fun with him, JiSung couldn't contain himself anymore.

 

            He crossed the short distance that separated him from WookJin's body in a couple of big strides and ended up cornering him against the kitchen counter, getting between his legs, causing the boy to end up on the surface. WookJin seemed amused by what had just happened and probably opened his mouth to make some sarcastic comment of his own, but the moment his lips parted, JiSung leaned forward, saving the few centimetres that had remained between their faces, kissing him. That was the first time he kissed a guy, that was the first time he kissed WookJin... but JiSung couldn't stop thinking, he couldn't do it because the other's lips responded to his kiss eagerly and his arms tangled in his neck, drawing him much closer to his body.

 

            WookJin parted his lips to let out a gasp against JiSung's mouth and he took the moment to insert his tongue into the other's mouth, playing with WookJin's, exploring every corner of that unknown place, looking for more of the other, more and more, more. Their mouths were moving, their heads were tilted from one side to another, wanting more contact, more depth, their tongues touched, they savored each other and JiSung felt that this was the best kiss someone had ever given him because WookJin's mouth matched his perfectly and they molded into each other, taking the same fast-paced and demanding pace until they parted because they needed to breathe.

 

            "Wow… Park JiSung… wow", WookJin murmured against his lips.

 

            JiSung didn't say anything, he just kissed him again, this time slow, a languid and lazy kiss, but moving his hips, brushing his crotch with WookJin's slightly. He was hard and the youngest knew it, in fact, he had been the one who had proposed that they do something else, so he shouldn't have any shame for rubbing against him as if he were a dog in heat. The hard and hot member of his inside his pyjama pants felt relief when he brushed against WookJin's crotch, who, little by little, began to respond to the friction. The slow kisses began to be a mixture of lips, teeth, tongues and gasps, shared breaths when the sensations in his body became too much to bear. JiSung was about, about to come, to finally release himself in the best orgasm of his life, but before he could, WookJin parted from his lips to speak.

 

            "Hyung... hyung..." he told him, breathing haltingly. "I also want to come and I want to do it now… but we are in the kitchen… I don't want to be cooking something tomorrow and… find semen on the counter".

 

            Those words brought JiSung back to reality and fell on him like a jug of cold water. He quickly separated himself from WookJin, panting, his heart beating too hard inside his chest, his thoughts dulling any noise from outside, thoughts in which he kept reproaching himself for what he had just done because he was so hot that he had jumped on WookJin in the middle of the kitchen. He had been carried away without stopping to think about anything.

 

            "Hyung… let's go to my room", WookJin told him, bringing both of his hands to his face and pulling him out of his thoughts at the contact. "I can't stand the urge to keep touching you".

 

            JiSung nodded and a smile appeared on the younger boy's face. WookJin got off the counter and took his hand to lead him into the room, opening the door with a bang and pulling him so that their bodies were in contact again, hugging him tightly, digging his fingers into his back, searching his mouth again with a desperation identical to what JiSung had shown him earlier in the kitchen. JiSung responded to the kiss without thinking, panting because WookJin's hands were strong and were holding onto his body like no one had ever held onto him, on his back, on his waist, on his butt. The girls didn't hurt so much, but JiSung was willing to finish off WookJin's fingerprints on his body. When they parted it was out of necessity, they needed to breathe, but their faces stayed close, their noses still brushing, their breaths colliding with each other.

 

            "I want to eat you whole", he couldn't help saying, reflecting out loud for the first time what he wanted to do to WookJin since that madness had started. "I don't want to leave a single centimetre of your body untasted".

            "Do it", WookJin replied in a kind of strangled groan.

 

            JiSung took several steps forward, causing WookJin to recoil until he ended up crashing into his bed and, once there, they both get on it, JiSung on WookJin, the latter on his back on the mattress, practically naked, his eyes veiled by desire panting, puffy lips and slightly rosy cheeks. His body was sensitive to his touch and JiSung checked it when he ran his hands over the boy's chest, entertaining himself by touching his nipples. The girls liked him playing with them and JiSung found that WookJin liked that too because a chill ran up and down his entire body.

 

            He immediately leaned over him to start eating him whole. He started kissing his neck, pulling moans out of WookJin's mouth at the same moment that his lips brushed against his skin. He had never imagined that the neck was one of the WookJin's sensitive areas, so, he wrote it down as data while playing with his tongue and with his lips in the place, letting WookJin's gasps fill the room and warm him even more. JiSung felt like he was about to explode inside his pyjama pants, but he wanted to do that before he freed himself, he wanted to eat WookJin whole, so he could stop thinking about him at all hours and everything he wanted to do to him. He wanted to fulfil all his fantasies of the last weeks, he wanted to make the boy come by saying his name, he wanted everything to stop being a fever dream and become reality.

 

            His lips kissing WookJin's neck, his hand touching his chest, his abdomen, descending through those worked abs, more and more, until he met the boy's crotch. There was no gap between their bodies, but even so, JiSung fit his hand in that place, brushing the other's hard member, hearing louder gasps coming from WookJin's lips and not being able to hold his own against the neck of the boy. This was fascinating. He had never felt another guy's member against his hand, only his own, but WookJin's was hot and hard inside his boxers and it fit his hand perfectly, so the older one couldn't resist the urge to take it out and touch it directly, wrap it with his fingers as WookJin had done with his days ago, move his hand up and down, slowly, as he liked, enjoying the sensations that it caused the boy, the chills, the moans, his body that tensed and relaxed to the rhythm of his hand.

 

            JiSung had never touched another guy... but he had touched himself a lot and he knew which areas drove him crazy, so he took the opportunity to drive WookJin crazy, leaving him on the edge of the abyss before separating from him to remove his pyjama pants and his underpants and end up taking his own from WookJin. Upon pouncing on him again, the first thing JiSung looked for was the contact of his members. With his forearms against the mattress, each one, on one side of WookJin's head, leaning on them so as not to fall on WookJin, he stuck to his body, stuck his crotches, entering between the boy's legs, who had opened them to make him more comfortable, and he began to move, brushing their members against each other, feeling WookJin hot and hard, both of them about to explode into an overly exquisite orgasm.

 

            Their lips met again as their bodies moved in time with each other and WookJin's hands clung to his back again, helping him with the movement so that it was much faster, stronger, deeper and JiSung didn't stop to move, sinking their toes into the mattress, helping each other to maintain that accelerated rhythm in which their bodies didn't stop resonating with each other. Both hot, both breathing fast, both one step away from climaxing. They didn't take long to do it. Their bodies went rigid, tense, for a millisecond, just before their members finally released all of their semen into their stomachs, staining them both. JiSung and WookJin came letting out a low moan of pleasure, mixed in their mouths and afterwards, their bodies relaxed and JiSung didn't have enough strength to continue holding his weight, falling on WookJin's chest, fitting his face between his shoulder and neck, their bodies swelling and sagging every time they breathed unevenly, in time with each other. That had been one of the best orgasms of his life.

 

            "Hyung…" WookJin muttered. "It was incredible..."

            "It was…" he replied.

            "Right now… my ass is shaking", the boy said. "Next time... I'll get you the lube and the condoms".

            "Yeah… yeah…" JiSung gasped.

 

            The next time he wouldn't hesitate to do it, the next time he would enter WookJin and make their bodies melt into one. Just thinking about it, his mind would go crazy and his body would heat up, sending more blood back to his crotch. Just imagining himself penetrating WookJin, JiSung felt in the fifth hell, hot, wet, ecstatic with pleasure. Yes. Next time he would… because there would be a next time… of course there would be.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Final notes:

—As I said in the first part, I want to continue developing this story, but I don't know if I will end up doing something or not, it all depends on my inspiration and the acceptance that this second part has.

—And… regarding the beginning… the author feels completely sorry for having triggered you into thinking that this was going to be a threesome and leave you wanting because it was only a dream, but it was necessary.