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“Una sa lahat, pinakasalan kita kasi…”
Pause.
Then came a laugh that echoed into the mic.
Seungcheol's eyes widened, signalling his soon-to-be husband, Jeonghan, to stop whatever he’s about to say. He then glanced sideways at the audience – their visitors (oo kasal nila right at this moment, in case ‘di pa niya nasasabi) hoping that the message gets through Jeonghan.
Of course hindi.
Jeonghan simply waggled his brows.
Which takes Seungcheol back to that night Jeonghan spontaneously recited his wedding vows, “Dali, love. Listen ka, ha?” The long-haired enthusiastically exclaimed.
“Una sa lahat, pinakasalan kita kasi sa’yo ko lang nahanap ‘yung matagal ko nang ipinagdadasal kay Lord…”
Seungcheol cannot hide the smile that blossomed on his face,
“You know the right way to pull my hair.”
At nabilaukan na nga si Seungcheol. “Ano?!”
“Wag ka magulo! Intro pa lang ako, oh.” Saway ni Jeonghan. “God knows kung ano’ng dinanas ng anit ko.” Jeonghan fake cried. “I’m beyond grateful na binigay ka niya sa’kin.”
In Jeonghan’s defense, totoo naman kasi talaga ang sinasabi niya. Hindi na niya mabibilang sa isang kamay kung ilang sex ang finake niya dahil lang ‘di niya ma-distinguish kung fina-fuck ba siya o binabardagol.
Aray, tangina. Masakit, ha! Personal na yata ‘yon. Literal na sabunot kasi ang nangyayari.
Ex niya naman lahat ‘yon. Jeonghan doesn’t do hookups, kasi nga ma-pride siyang tao, Duh, why would I give someone an entitlement over my body kung hindi ko naman sila jowa? I can do better than that. But still, sa lahat ng naging ex niya, ni isa hindi nabiyayaan ng skills sa hair pulling department. And so, Seokmin’s always at the receiving end of his whiny bitch saga whenever a relationship of his comes to an end, “Manipulative sad boy na nga, bagsak pa sa performance. Paano na lang? Ano pa saysay nung pagpapahaba ko ng buhok?!”
Ladies and gentlemen, the birth of Jeonghan “El Niño” Yoon. “Hindi! Hindi na ako makikipag-sex. What a sad, sad, life.” Siguro nagsawa na si Seokmin sa kaartehan niya kaya, “Oh, chat mo.” Jeongnan raised his brow, “Ayoko nga! Ako first move?”
“Tangna, sana wala rin ‘tong skills sa hair pulling department.” Seokmin deadpanned. Palo sa braso ang isinagot ni Jeonghan. “Gago ka! Bawiin mo ‘yan! Saka sabihin mo kay Shua, ireto niya ako.”
“Naireto ka na, tanga. Hindi ka raw type.”
Nagulantang ang Starbs Eastwood branch as Jeonghan let out a gasp. “ANO?! Akin na, i-memessage ko ‘yan! Sisiguraduhin kong mabubusog siya sa mga sinabi niya.”
“Weh? ‘Yun lang?” Seokmin pried.
“‘Di na nga ako makikipag-sex, tangina mo. B.I. ka.” Jeonghan clapped back, not forgetting to throw a crumpled tissue towards Seokmin.
“B.I. as in, bad influence?”
“Hindi. B.I. as in, bwakanangina.”
The rest is history.
Joke. May isang salita naman talaga si Jeonghan about not having sex for the meantime kaya nga nung nakilala niya si Cheol, he agreed to go out on multiple dates with the latter. But not exclusively. The reason being, medyo iffy siya kasi… Yuck nakikinig siya ng Rex Orange County, sad boy din ba ‘to?
Huy, hindi naman judger si Jeonghan. It’s the trauma that’s talking!
But it’s not the trauma that’s talking when Jeonghan fucking realized that he wants Seungcheol all to himself and the mere thought of the latter going out with someone else, hindi niya kaya. Miss Jessa Zaragoza, pray for me.
“Narealize mo ‘to after what, a year of you going out on dates with Cheol? It took you that long?” Seokmin flabbergastingly asked. “Oo na, oo na. Tanga-tanga na.” Jeonghan whined. “Wala bang nakukwento si Shua sa’yo? You know, Cheol going out on dates with other people?” Dugtong niya.
“Meron.”
Cue, ang pagluha ni Jeonghan nung gabing ‘yon at ang simula ng pagka-umay ni Seokmin sa Enchanted ni Miss Taylor Marie Dimagiba sa kaka-”Please don’t be in love with someone else” nung isa.
And how did Jeonghan confess?
Nagulantang lang naman ang buong pagkatao ni Seungcheol when he woke up to a Spotify playlist one fine day tapos may 99 na Enchanted ni Taylor Swift. The 100th song? Akin Ka Na Lang by Itchyworms.
“Edi hindi ka na El Niño niyan?”
“Ha? Sabi nino?”
“GAGO???? Wala pa rin nangyayari sa inyo? Kahit isang taon mahigit na kayong mag-jowa?”
“Pinagsasabi mo diyan? Virgin kaya ako.”
“TANGINA MO.”
See? Jeonghan stood on his gorunds. Nag-uusap naman sila ni Cheol about sex but it mostly revolves around their past experiences. Simula nung maging sila, their dates would usually be just them talking about everything and nothing.
They were seated, watching the people passing by when Cheol, all of a sudden, ran his fingers through Jeonghan’s hair. It was also his boyfriend’s mid-kwento of, “Alam mo ba, my exes didn’t know how to sexually pull hair the right way.” Seungcheol just hummed, feeling the strands of Jeonghan’s locks.
Seungcheol spread out his hand, combing through Jeonghan’s hair from the bottom, at the nape of his neck to be exact. He then directed his hand upwards, as close to the latter's scalp making sure to get a handful of hair.
“Isn’t it like this?”
Then without a warning, pulled.
Jeonghan deadass moaned. “A-ah.”
Seungcheol smirked, voice an octave lower, “I guess you’re lucky then. No more failed hair pulling, baby. Not on my watch.”
“Fuck.” Jeonghan panted. “Cheol…” He whined. “Isagad mo.”
Cheol, while railing Jeonghan from the back, tugged on the long-haired locks, “Tangina, ang sikip mo.” He grunted watching his shaft going in and out of Jeonghan’s hole while pulling a handful of his boyfriend’s locks.
The long-haired writhed, chanting his boyfriend’s name like a fucking prayer, “Cheol, tangina.” Feeling Seungcheol’s girth inch by inch as the latter pounded him. Pangalawang round na nila ‘to pero pakiramdam ni Jeonghan lalo lang lumalaki si Seungcheol sa loob niya.
Their first round went with Jeonghan riding Seungcheol. Syempre hindi naman siya pinalaking mahinang nilalang. Natanggal lang ang angas niya when he couldn’t even recall the last time he had sex and yet ang lakas ng loob niya to guide a massive Seungcheol sa butas niya. It felt like he’s being ripped open in half. Again, dahil hindi nga siya pinalaking mahina, nagawa niya pa magbiro while adjusting, “Crush nga talaga kita, bawat sulok sa’yo. How can your dick be this handsome?”
Seungcheol elicited a laugh, tucking Jeonghan’s hair behind his ear. “Really? What made it gwapo?”
“Nakita mo ba ‘yung ugat? God, so sexy.” Sagot ni Jeonghan habang nakahawak ang dalawang kamay sa mga balikat ng nobyo. “‘Wag ka nga tumawa!” Dugtong nito at may pahabol pang hampas sa dibdib nung isa.
“Bakit?” Seungcheol asked cheekily.
“Nararamdaman ko.”
“Eh, you’re supposed to feel it naman talaga.”
Before Jeonghan could even mutter a response, Seungcheol pulled him in for a kiss. There weren’t biting or tongues fighting for dominance, it was simply their lips moving against each other. Cheol caressed the other’s cheek, “Thank you, my love.” He whispered in between kisses.
Jeonghan, with glassy eyes, stared at Seungcheol. He’s reminded of the relationship’s early stages where Seungcheol would always end the day by thanking him. “Ayoko na sa salitang ‘mahal kita’ lang iikot ‘yung relasyon natin. Minsan mas matimbang pa nga ang ‘salamat.’ Isa pa, gratitude, for me, is the same as unconditional love. What if love runs out? Whenever love runs out, ano ba’ng laging natitira? Hindi ba, ‘thank you?’”
Since then, their I love yous are always accompanied by thank yous or vice versa.
“I love you” Jeonghan smilingly answered against his boyfriend’s lips but was soon replaced by a gasp when Seungcheol thrusted upwards.
“Move.” Utos ni Seungcheol.
And Jeonghan was very much willing to comply.
It was Seungcheol’s grunts that fueled Jeonghan to bounce up and down further despite the looming burn he could feel in his thighs. Utilizing his boyfriend’s shoulder as a leverage truly gave him an upperhand.
“Pagod ka na?” Tanong ni Seungcheol na biglang humigpit ang hawak sa bewang ni Jeonghan nang maramdaman ang biglang pagsikip nito sa ari niya. “Puta, lalabasan ako agad sa ginagawa mo.”
“A-ah… Be my guest.” Hingal na sagot ni Jeonghan at patuloy pa rin sa pagtaas-baba. “Y-yes, fuck!” Malakas na ungol nito nang hilahin ni Seungcheol ang buhok niya palikod.
“Saan ko ipuputok?” Bulong ni Seungcheol habang pinauulanan ng halik ang leeg at dibdib ni Jeonghan. “Hmm, saan baby?” He demanded, pulling the latter’s hair harder.
“C-cheol! A-a-ahhh! Tangina…” Malakas na ungol ni Jeonghan as he held onto Cheol’s biceps for dear life. “Sa loo– Ah! Sa loob, mhm… Putok mo sa loob.”
Seungcheol smirked, “Not so fast, my love.” He then planted his feet on the mattress and started meeting Jeonghan’s hips. “I want you,” thrusts “to come undone,” another thrust. “Sarap?”
Jeonghan nodded frantically and so Seungcheol took it as a sign to ram into the long-haired man by gripping his waist with both hands. “Oh my god… Tangina, C-cheol! F-fuck, a-a-aah!” Jeonghan’s thighs trembled as cum spurted all over his and Seungcheol’s torso. As he rode out his orgasm, Jeonghan was manhandled onto his hands and knees.
Yep, and now here they are.
“Gusto mo ‘to diba?” A sweaty Seungcheol panted, still yanking Jeonghan’s hair. The latter couldn’t form coherent sentences as he helplessly moaned. Dahil sobrang considerate na boyfriend ni Seungcheol, he buried his dick to the hilt, making sure to hit that certain spot.
Jeonghan’s a goner.
He didn’t know Seungcheol can fuck this good. If his boyfriend wanted to milk him dry, then he’s fucking succeeding. However, Jeonghan isn’t one to back down. Therefore, clenching his hole is the way to go. Earning a groan from Seungcheol delighted him, “Tangina, Jeonghan.” But it ended in a split second the moment he’s being flipped over. “Eyes on me.” Seungcheol sternly said, “‘Wanna see your face when I come.” He continued at saka ulit ibinaon ang tite kay Jeonghan.
Seungcheol kissed Jeonghan, swallowing the long-haired man’s moans as he intertwined their hands. “So good, Han. You’re so good.” He moaned against his beau’s lips.
Jeonghan keened because of the praise which resulted in tightening around Cheol even more. “Fuck.” Seungcheol resorted to biting and nibbling Jeonghan’s bottom lip. “Tangina baby. ‘Yan, puta, ganyan nga.” Jeonghan knew that Seungcheol’s close. It’s obvious from his sloppy thrusts. Wala naman sanang problema ‘yon kay Jeonghan. Ang kaso with Seungcheol, the sloppier his thrusts are, the sharper they are.
“C-cheol… Please…” Jeonghan cried from the overstimulation of his prostate. “Inside, please. Please, love. Ah– I want you to fill me up so well. Please, baby…A-ah! Mhm..”
Seungcheol groaned out Jeonghan’s name as he finished inside. Upon pulling out, “Clench, baby.” Sabi nito while mouthing kisses along Jeonghan’s jaw. “I don’t want any single drop of my cum out of you.”
Hearing those words from Seungcheol made Jeonghan’s dick twitch since he’s obviously still rock hard and the warm liquid inside him doesn’t help at all. He watched closely as his lover’s hand hovered above his shaft, thinking that Seungcheol’s going to stroke him into completion. What he did not expect was for his lover to plunge three digits inside his hole.
“Love…” Ungol ni Jeonghan at saka hinila si Seungcheol papalapit para halikan. It was Seungcheol who nibbled on his lips earlier, oh how the tables have turned. Jeonghan downright tapped out – too fucked to function and let his boyfriend sink his fingers in his tight heat.
The squelching sounds were too obscene and Seungcheol smiled into the kiss, “You’re doing so well, my love. Can you come for daddy?” It was Jeonghan’s last straw, screaming Seungcheol’s name as he came. Seungcheol, on the other hand, peppered the other’s face with kisses whispering sweet nothings. “That’s it, baby. Thank you for being so good, my love.”
Jeonghan’s whole body spasmed because of the orgasm. Hence, he just smiled at Seungcheol, still high from pleasure. “Open your mouth for me?” Cheol softly asked. He then positioned his cum-coated fingers in front of Jeonghan’s mouth. The latter instantly obliged, sucking and licking his fingers clean.
Seungcheol gathered the long-haired man in his arms who remained staring at his bedroom ceiling, “Hey, are you okay?” Tanong niya habang hinahawi ang buhok nito. The lack of response gave it away, Jeonghan’s in a subspace. While waiting for the latter, Seungcheol reached for the discarded shirt then proceeded to wipe a sweaty Jeonghan. Lalo lang sumiksik sa kanya ‘yung isa. “Water? Gusto mo kuha kita?” He offered but Jeonghan shook his head vehemently, situating himself on the junction of Cheol’s neck and shoulder.
“No. Dito ka lang.” A small voice answered. “Okay.” Sagot ni Seungcheol at saka hinalikan sa noo si Jeonghan. After a few minutes, Jeonghan looked up at his boyfriend and with shiny eyes, asked, “Love, love mo ako?” A fond smile broke across Seungcheol’s face, “I wouldn’t be doing this with you if hindi, my love.”
Jeonghan giggled. He fucking giggled. “Okay, sabi mo ‘yan ha.” At saka isiniksik ang mukha sa leeg ni Cheol. “Promise, love mo ako?” He mumbled. Seungcheol ran his fingers through the long-haired locks, “Yes po. Sleep ka muna, baka pagod ka. Paggising mo, dito lang ako.”
Jeonghan woke up in the middle of the night feeling immensely parched. His gaze landed on the pitcher of water sitting atop the bedside table. After quenching his thirst, his eyes caught a notepad that contained a messy handwriting.
Hi, love!
If magising ka in the middle of the night, just know that:
1. There’s food downstairs. I cooked kanina, heat it up na lang.
2. I also squeezed in some painkillers if in any case you feel your body ache.
3. Brushed your teeth na rin + did your skincare (I know how important it is to you). How? I bought your skincare stuff while tulog ka. I guess it’s about time na rin na magkaroon ka ng gamit dito sa place ko. Let’s talk about it tomorrow morning, yeah?
I love you.
Yours always,
Cheol.
Noon lang din napansin ni Jeonghan na he’s fully dressed, he let out a sigh feeling his erratic heartbeat. He looked at the now sleeping Seungcheol, brushing a few strands of hair astray from his boyfriend’s gwapong-gwapong face, “Always a charmer, eh? Ipagdadamot na talaga kita.” Jeonghan whispered. “Hay, Lord…” Jeonghan breathed out. “Let me have this one na po. I honestly couldn’t see myself marrying someone besides this man.”