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By: Yaoichi
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Chapter 23

Once the redheads had reappeared, Hwoarang had headed straight back to Jin. The Japanese didn't mind that the slightest, and after a bit more groping and kissing, they were back in the room. The Korean had agreed surprisingly easily to be done doggy style; in fact, the unconvincing feigned protest had an almost threatening nature under the surface. Jin didn't read people as well as some could, but that man really wanted it.

He had asked to borrow Hwoarang's black studded leather gloves from the evening before too. Ideally, he'd have had some gloves suitable for sex himself, but he hadn't brought any. Thankfully, the Korean had been happy to share, albeit rather confused about the request.

When they had released, Jin had wiped himself off, then laid exhaustedly down next to the redhead. Treating him to a thorough, eager kiss, he slid both arms around that hot, naked body, letting out a moan as he pulled them tightly together.

The redhead's chest rose with a yawn, and his arms slid around the other torso. His eyes closed as he mumbled under his breath, "if I'm limping for a month because of this, I'm going to be very angry."

It was amusing to hear such an indirect complaint about backside pains, but Jin managed to hide that reaction with a rough lick of the Korean's cheek. "If you're worried about that, I guess I'll have to put it down your throat tonight... or what do you think?"

After a chuckle and a lazy shake of the head, Hwoarang pressed his lips lightly to the Japanese neck. "You fucking arrogant dick. What makes you think I'd be willing tonight? Hell, I could have plans to... do stuff... Ah, I can't think of anything, so let's just pretend I insulted you really bad."

"Coming from you, that sounds hot..." Jin breathed, then grinned lustfully at his companion. "How bad did you insult me? Should I get the cuffs and the crop?" He said in an expectant voice, bringing a hand up to graze the Korean's cheek.

A light roll of laughter left the Korean's throat, and his eyes finally opened again. There was amusement behind that gaze and a touch of something more intense. "Uh huh. I couldn't insult you any worse if my life depended on it, you pervert." He flicked his tongue over Jin's bottom lip and flashed a deviant smile. "But you'll have to wait 'till later to get those cuffs anywhere near me."

Jin thought for a while, but unable to pinpoint what the more intense emotion was, he gave that bit up. "I'll look forward to tonight then," he whispered seductively, "you really have it coming, punk."

Hwoarang glanced around the room and reluctantly pushed himself to sit up. "Damn, maybe I should get some pants on or something... Nah, I'm too tired. Everyone's off doing other things anyway, right?" He laid back down, this time on his back and folded his arms behind his head.

Bringing a leg over the redhead and straddling him, Jin started placing soft kisses all over the Korean's neck. "No need for pants," he said amusedly, "I'm with you on that bit."

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This is a collab, written together with Chlover. You can find her author profile here:
http://games.adult-fanfiction.org/authors.php?no=26260
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