Jin stepped out of the shower with a towel around his waist, water still dripping from his hair and running down his abs. Steam from the bathroom billowed out behind him as he walked into the bedroom. The lights were dimmed, but candles lined the walls and nightstands. His eyes followed a line of red flower petals. They led up to the bed, but quickly disappeared from his vision.

Lance lay in a pile of the rose petals, stretched out in the most erotic pose he’d ever seen. His back arched, lifting his chest and abs into the air, and arms pulled up over his head. Black stockings framed over his delicate feet and legs, with lace patterns encircling the middle of his thighs. A thin garter string clipped to a pair of matching, skimpy, black underwear, barely covering anything, but still making Jin’s mouth water with the need to pull them away.

Jin dropped the towel to the floor, already growing hard. Lance licked his lips slowly. He didn’t need words to know what he wanted. He walked up to the side of the bed, where Lance’s face was. Lance stayed on his back and opened his mouth wide with pleading, heat filled eyes. He pulled Jin’s thighs, pulling him into his mouth.

His hands trembled as Lance’s warm tongue slid around the top of his cock. It grew inside his mouth, making him feel it hit the back of Lance’s throat. Lance’s hands played with the back of his legs, pulling his senses away from mind-numbing ecstasy. Jin slid his hand over Lance’s bare, arched chest. Lance moaned and arched higher, raising up to meet Jin’s touch.

The black panties pushed out to their limits, barely containing Lance’s growing erection. Jin wished they would just give way on their own, but they stubbornly stayed in place, even as Lance wiggled his hips in an attempt to lure Jin to do it himself.

He smiled and decided not to give in so easily. It never hurt to draw out the path to what you really want. Jin circled Lance’s nipples with his fingers, pinching and pulling at the little nubs. He felt Lance’s throat vibrate in a moan around his cock. Lance dug into the back of his legs with his nails as he took him in faster.

Heat seemed to fill the room. Jin felt an urgency from Lance to be touched, caressed. Like his body was going set aflame if Jin didn’t give him more. He trailed his fingers down the impossibly soft skin of his porcelain, tight stomach. Lance took his shaft out of his mouth, using one hand to hold and massage it as his tongue slid down to his balls. Jin bent forward, kissing Lance’s stomach as his hand wandered downward. Lance bucked his hips, pushing himself into Jin’s hand. Jin smiled at his inability to wait, but he didn’t pull away either. As he rubbed over the underwear, Lance whimpered. His tongue moved further down, below his balls. Jin lifted his leg onto the bed to give Lance more access, and Lance took full advantage of it. As Lance licked the sensitive skin around his hole, Jin slid his hand beneath the panties. Pre-cum soaked the tip of his dick, making it slick and easy to stroke.

The faster Jin moved his hand, the more heated and passionate Lance swirled and flicked his tongue, hardening it to shove it as far inside as his sexy, little tongue could go. Jin crawled further onto the bed, his mouth instantly taking Lance into his mouth. Lance moaned and writhed beneath him, begging for more with everything but words.

He licked his fingers and pushed the underwear to the side. They went in easily. Lance must’ve prepared himself while he was in the shower. The heat inside Jin rose a few more degrees. This man was soul-crushingly beautiful and he needed him.

He wondered what Lance envisioned Jin was doing to him, while he stretched himself out for him. He shoved another finger inside as he continued sucking, the salty taste dripping onto the back of his tongue. Did he picture Jin driving into him until this fluid burst from him across his stomach? His fingers moved faster, pushing against the plush pink skin inside him. Did he imagine Jin filling him to the brim, grinding their bodies together as the world disappeared around them?

“Oh, god, Jin. Slow down,” Lance panted. “I’m going to cum.”

Jin added a third finger, spitting a bit of drool down Lance’s shaft to add more lube, then continued massaging his insides. Lance clung to Jin’s legs. He was sure there would be marks there tomorrow, but tomorrow didn’t matter right now. He sucked his shaft in as far as his throat could take it. He could feel the veins bulging and pulsing, fighting to keep control and he knew it wasn’t going to win that fight for long. Lance’s finger tips dug into him as his ass squeezed his fingers and hot salty fluid shot straight down his grateful throat. He happily swallowed every drop, licking the tip in search for more.

Lance’s body shivered, but he wasn’t even close to being done with it. Jin turned around to see Lance’s head hanging back over the edge of the bed. He slid his hand behind his neck and lifted it up to meet his lips. Lance claimed them eagerly, driving his tongue inside, running his hands through Jin’s hair. Their tongues moved together in a heated dance, pulling beastly noises from both of them as they rolled through the sheets.

Lance straddled over him, pulling the panties to the side without breaking their kiss. Jin held him close, dragging his fingers down Lance’s back, making him arch as he slid down onto Jin.

“Fuck!” Jin whispered in a long drawn out groan. “I love being inside you, Lance.”

Lance posed on top of him, sitting perfectly still at the hilt of his cock, running his hands over his own body, up into his hair. Jin grasped Lance’s hips, pushing and pulling them to feel his dick hit the walls of Lance’s insides. Lance stroked himself, staring down at him, still giving him a show. Jin was sure his heated gaze only fueled Lance. He wished he could tell him more, show him more, how fucking sexy Lance was to him.

He pulled Lance back down to him, pressing their foreheads together. Their sweat mixed and dripped down Jin’s face as their eyes locked. “Don’t look away, Lance.” He kissed him again, soft and deep, pushing all his emotions into it. “Don’t ever look away.”

Jin pushed up inside him as he held Lance’s face, circling his thumb over Lance’s cheek. Lance turned and snatched his thumb, sucking it into his mouth, twirling it around his tongue as he watched him with unwavering eyes. Jin cursed his dick for not being able to stay in control any longer. He wanted this for longer. Forever.

Lance matched his speed, pushing down onto him, breaking the dam. Lance ground down on him, as a look of pure bliss fell over his face. “Mhmmm! Yes! That’s exactly what I needed.”