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eric by mitski (but make it seokgyu)
Major Tags: n/a
Additional Tags: sex without love
Do Not Wants: major character death
Prompt:
- Eric, Mitski
[FILL] the view of you
Major Tags: explicit
Additional Tags: sex without love, shower sex, au: primary school football coaches, blowjobs, skullfucking, discussion/lampshading of having sex in a primary school building (with no children anywhere near whatsoever)
Permission to remix: Yes
Word count: 1092
hi! i hope this isn't too soft and sappy and soft! i just think that seokmin in a football kit,
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seokmin was tired and covered in mud.
they ran over, again, because the kids loved playing in the rain, and because the game they had invented, with its complicated rules, sort of a mix between red-light-green-light and tig and bulldog had got them all going, and none of them wanted to stop. but the parents were gathering in the car park and the light was going, so they’d sent the kids in to change and then made sure everyone had gone home with the right adult, and now mingyu was out collecting up cones and piles of bibs while seokmin counted the cash.
when seokmin worked at private summer camps for boys from fancy schools in seoul, the parents paid in advance by bank transfer. this was just a public primary school in a suburb of anyang, and the parents brought paper notes, and if they didn’t, seokmin would assure them they could bring it next week, or the week after.
when he’d counted it all up, he split the cash in half, and left kim mingyu’s share in a pile next to his fleece on the desk.
seokmin had met kim mingyu a month ago, at the start of the primary school term, and could count what he knew about him on one hand. he was a business major at a private college in seoul, he’d grown up here and gone to this school, he was living at home and working as a football coach to save money, and he was a giant pain in the ass.
he was beautiful, and he had all the eommas, and not a few of the appas, in the palm of his hand. he was great with the kids- the shy ones, especially- and he supported juventus, despite having no apparent connections to italy.
“i went to italy on my year abroad when i was in college,” seokmin had said when they’d met. “trained with ac milan at san siro.”
“oh?” mingyu had replied, “that’s nice.” and seokmin had felt a fool for even bringing it up. see? asshole.
a beautiful asshole.
seokmin wanted to go straight home, but he was absolutely caked in mud, right up to his knees and his elbows, and his hair was soaked. he was not an overly proud man, but he didn’t want to get on the subway like that. nor, he thought, as he stripped off in the now-empty changing room and made for the showers, would myungho or junhwi let him in.
the water was still hot, and there was even a travel mini of shower gel on the floor, presumably left by one of the kids. he gratefully soaped himself up, head to toe, and enjoyed the feeling of being warm and clean for the first time that day.
almost without realising it, he wrapped his hand round his cock. he let go of it, as if scalded, and then spat out the mouthful of water he’d got from his sudden movement. it was- weird, right? jerking off in the showers of a primary school. not that there were any kids around- probably just the ahjussi who swept the playground and dusted the classrooms. but still. weird.
then again, it was a friday, and friday was myungho and junhwi’s date night, which at this time of year never meant actually leaving the apartment and going somewhere, but rather sitting on the sofa making goo-goo eyes at each other in front of a film before having loud sex in their bedroom, every second of which seokmin could hear. he would not be getting a chance to jerk off tonight, not unless he wanted that to be his soundtrack. and he was already half-hard, and- why not?
“need some help?”
“jesus!” seokmin nearly slipped on the soap on the floor. he grabbed the top of the shower wall for purchase and turned round.
kim mingyu was in front of him, socks and shoes off but otherwise still in his kit, also covered in mud, sweating, grinning, and very noticeably hard.
“what?” seokmin said.
“you never shower after we’re done,” mingyu said.
“i shower at home,” seokmin replied.
“well, i always shower here, and i always jerk off.”
“this is a primary school,” seokmin exclaimed. mingyu didn’t even need to say anything, he just raised one eyebrow and tilted his head.
“do you need some help?” he asked again.
seokmin opened his mouth and closed it.
“yeah,” he said, before he could stop himself, and then it all happened at once.
mingyu dropped to his knees, so fast and so hard that seokmin cringed, but mingyu didn’t seem to mind. the fucker was tall enough that he actually had to bend down a bit to reach seokmin’s cock. he took it in his hand, spat, and then swallowed it all in one fluid motion.
“oh, fuck-” seokmin said. his knuckles were white- one hand on the wall to keep him upright, the other twisted in the sweat-soaked strands of mingyu’s hair.
“fuck me,” mingyu said. a string of spit hung between his lip and seokmin’s dick.
“huh?”
“my mouth, fuck my mouth, want it, i want it-”
mostly to shut him up, seokmin shoved his head back down. he’d never- not even with his ex- but he’d used a pocket pussy before, and he’d seen porn. he got the idea.
mingyu’s mouth was the perfect slippery heat. his tongue was rough and even as seokmin jerked his head back and forth he used well, lapping at the slit. seokmin looked down, and mingyu’s eyes were black like a pot of ink, and a tear formed and slid down his nose.
seokmin came before he had time to warn mingyu. he shoved his cock right to the back of his throat, and mingyu gagged, but swallowed every drop.
“fuck,” he muttered, as he pulled his soft cock out of mingyu’s mouth.
“i’ve got a presentation tomorrow,” mingyu said. “they’ll think i’ve got tonsillitis and send me home.”
seokmin watched as mingyu pulled his hand out of his shorts and licked it clean.
“you already-”
“yeah.”
mingyu stood up.
“next time,” seokmin said, “i’ll. if you want.”
“next time?” mingyu said.
“if you want,” seokmin repeated.
mingyu said nothing to that, and then- “move, i need to shower.” he pulled his shirt and shorts off and dumped them in the corner. without another word, he shoved seokmin out of the way and stood under the water.
seokmin stared for a moment at his back muscles, then collected his towel and left.
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