"Okay okay, fine, let's see if google can think of a better one!" Jay laughs, now 5 swigs in. Jungwon's been teasing him all night about the questions he asks during their game, and how they've been so basic and never gritty.
"Oh look what we have here, a list of naughty questions. Let me see." Jay's eyes focus on the phone in front of him as he scans the article, looking for a question that would suit him.
"What's the last thing you masturbated to?" Jay smirks, "Since you wanted to get the big guns out, go ahead."
Jungwon feels the tequila in full swing when he answers, "You, washing my hair."
Jay drunkenly laughs, the sound booming out, "What, you got a hair fetish or something?"
Jungwon laughs with him and the liquid courage takes control of him as he stumbles to regain the high ground. He picks up Jay's phone from in between them and scans the list as he takes another swig and hands the bottle to Jay, who quickly downs a shot's worth.
"Are you a tits guy or an ass guy?" Jungwon reads, smirking as he sets the phone down.
Jay laughs and shoots Jungwon a look. "Neither."
Jungwon squeezes his eyes shut in embarrassment and claps a hand to his forehead, "Oh my god, that's right, forgot you loved dicks." He cackles at himself, and Jay's laughing loudly alongside him.
Laughing so much while he's this drunk makes Jungwon dizzy, but it's a good dizzy.
Jay leans back into the couch and rubs his jaw pensively as he thinks of a question, disregarding the article they were pulling from before. His movements halt as he plays with the frayed edges of the holes in his jeans.
"Have you ever been with a guy, Jungwon?"
The question seems like it had been something he wanted to ask for longer than they were playing this game.
Jungwon shakes his head, and licks his lips slowly, trying to phrase his answer correctly.
"No, but I'm..." His voice gets quieter unintentionally. "I'm not opposed to it if it were to happen." He lifts his eyes to stare into Jay's, and he feels his stomach muscles tighten.
He breaks their eye contact to clear his throat, grabbing the phone from his lap, now locked.
He holds it out for Jay, who doesn't reach for it. "0420." He replies instead, and Jungwon unlocks the phone, returning to the list because he doesn't trust himself to come up with his own questions right now.
Jungwon reads over the article, skimming the sentences with varying degrees of sexual connotations. He decides that he might as well just fucking go for it, what does he have to lose?
"Are you more dominant or submissive?"
Jay smirks and takes another drink from the bottle, way past the point that the taste would make him recoil in disgust. "What do you think?" He offers, as more of a challenge than an answer.
Jungwon smirks back, his confidence returning as he holds Jay's stare. "I think you're submissive."
Jay's eyebrows raise and he licks the corner of his mouth. "And what makes you think that, Jungwon?"
Jungwon's full of adrenaline from the tequila and the fact that this conversation derailed in such a way and is fast-tracked for a direction he never could've imagined it'd go.
The alcohol makes him flirty and playful, like usual, so he doubles down. "I just think you put on this tough guy act for everybody but when it comes down to it, you like to get fucked too."
"Too?" Jay's signature smirk has left his face and been replaced by an expression that is unreadable to Jungwon. "That implies that you like to get fucked. Is that right, Jungwon?"
Jay's voice is thick and layered, and the use of his name like that makes Jungwon flustered. "I'm the one asking the question, now quit trying to deflect."
Jay chuckles, but his eyes are trained forward, boring into Jungwon's. "I'm not a bottom. Figured you'd know that, seeing as you are."
Jungwon takes that backtalk as a challenge and furrows his brows. "I am not a bottom!"
Jay laughs loudly and genuinely, before shooting Jungwon a sarcastic look. "Whatever you say, pretty boy."
"I'm not!" Jungwon maintains, his voice cracking.
Jay squints at him, unconvinced. "A top always knows a bottom when they see one."
"Clearly you're not a very good top, then."
"Oh no, I'm a very good top." Jay retorts, taking another shot of tequila from the bottle.
Jungwon's ears are ringing. They've never talked like this before, ever.
"Prove it." Jungwon challenges, his tongue moving in spite of his brain.
Jay almost chokes, the tequila sputtering out of his mouth before he wipes it with the back of his hand. "W-what? Like, you want me to fuck you?"
Jungwon's smirk creeps at the corners of his mouth. "Yeah. Fuck me if you're not a bottom."
Jungwon's absolutely wasted, yet his volume is astronomically lower than it usually is when he drinks. Jungwon's cheeks are burning hot and he can't gauge Jay's reaction, so instead of retreating, he keeps going.
His hands are shaking as Jay leans back into the couch, reaching out to grab Jungwon's hand with a tenderness he was not expecting, and places it on the tent forming in his pants. A pit forms in his stomach.
"Do you like this,"Jay asks,
Jungwon's mouth falls open, all confidence completely shattered as his mind scrambles for the right answer. His brain function shuts down, and instead, he wordlessly nods.
Jungwon looks down at his hand on Jay's pants and feels his own dick twitch.
"Do you really want this,?" Jay asks, sweetly tucking Jungwon's hair behind his ears as though they're on some kind of romantic date and not sitting on his couch, drunk as fuck, with Jungwon touching his dick.
Jungwon bites his lip and nods and Jay nods with him like he knew he was going to say yes.
Jungwon looks away, humiliated, and pulls his hand away from Jay before the older man catches his wrist, holding him in place. "I'm not trying to embarrass you. I just want to know that you want this as much as I do."
The realization that Jay's dick was hard for him sets in and Jungwon feels like an idiot for not realizing sooner.
His nerves feel shot as Jay let's go of his wrist and puts his hand on the side of his face, caressing gently. Jungwon's eyes give him away, and he sucks his bottom lip between his teeth and he nods again, slowly this time, unable to find words.
He knows Jay's waiting for his protest, and when it doesn't come, he feels Jay's lips touch his for the first time ever. He kisses slowly like they have all the time in the world.
Jungwon makes a quiet noise into the kiss. Jay grips the sides of Jungwon's face and deepens their kiss before his tongue is in Jungwon's mouth. Jay's lips are soft, contrasting how roughly he kisses him, but he tastes like weed, alcohol, and the mint gum he's always chewing. It makes Jungwon's brain feel like it's gooey inside of his head.
Jay plants his lips to Jungwon's throat and a moan leaves Jungwon's mouth. Jay groans as his hands move down his face to grip the back of Jungwon's neck, holding him tightly.
"Jungwon," he whispers against his skin.
"Yeah?" Jungwon manages to get out, breathy and uneven.
"Can I take your clothes off?"
Jungwon swallows roughly as he feels Jay's hands trail under his shirt, pulling it over his head. He pulls away from the older man and stands up, moving in front of Jay in a way he could only imagine was extremely unsexy.
Jay didn't seem fazed as he hooks his thumbs into the waistband of Jungwon's pants and underwear before slowly pulling them down, exposing Jungwon's naked body.
A low, guttural noise escapes Jay's throat at the sight of him like this and Jungwon replays the noise over and over in his head as Jay's hands graze over his bare hips.
Jungwon stands confidently in front of Jay. The first time, he rationalizes, didn't count. He tries to regulate his breathing as he watches the dark-haired man pull his own clothes off without a hint of urgency.
Once Jay's clothes are discarded in a pile on the floor next to his own, Jungwon's being pulled onto his lap, and he feels Jay's hard dick pressing into his thigh beneath him.
They're kissing again, this time with more fervor than before. Jay pulls back first, and Jungwon goes to complain when he sees him raises his hand to his own mouth and lick his fingers. Jay brings the hand back down, fingers slicked with spit, grazing over Jungwon's hole as the other hand squeezes his ass.
Jungwon's eyes are glued to him. He's never been so excited, and he suddenly finds himself concerned that Jay can somehow tell how desperate he feels.
The tequila clouds his mind in their flurry of movements, and it's not until he feels the head of Jay's dick pressed against his hole that he is snapped back into the moment with a previously unknown clarity.
Jay stares down at their contact point before lifting his eyes to meet Jungwon's, and Jungwon's heart gets caught in his throat as he feels an unfamiliar burn.
Jay's fingers are gripping his hips so tightly and harshly like he's afraid Jungwon will float away if he doesn't hang on to him, juxtaposing the tenderness by which he's easing Jungwon down onto him.
He bottoms out and a gasp is forced out of Jungwon's throat, the new pain almost unbearable.
Jay's lifting Jungwon off of him almost all the way, before guiding his hips back down and letting his head fall back in ecstasy.
The ache Jungwon feels is still present, but dull now, and is quickly being replaced by something else. Jay pulls him off again and repeats the slow motion, and Jungwon surprises him by dropping down onto him roughly, suppressing a moan by biting his lip so hard he tastes blood.
Jay groans loudly, and Jungwon is taken back for a second before Jay wraps his arms around him, pulling Jungwon flush against his chest. The pit in his stomach feels different now, and it's a heat that's building with each upward thrust of Jay's hips.
"So tight." Jay coos, his voice low and detached, like he was talking more to himself than Jungwon. "Just for me."
Jungwon loses himself at that, burying his face into Jay's neck and moaning softly into Jay's ear as he lets himself be guided, be fucked.
"Say you're mine," Jay mutters, wearing a focused expression as his movements continue.
"I'm yours." Jungwon croaks out, a groan replacing his soft whimpers as Jay speeds up his pace and thrusts harder into him.
"Say it again," Jay begs, desperation coating his tone, and Jungwon feels Jay's hands gripping his back, holding him in place.
"Yours, Jay." Jungwon moans as Jay's hips crash roughly against him as their lips meet.
"Yours, yours, yours." He repeats like a mantra as they cum together, and Jungwon hopes against all hope that this isn't the last time.
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