Junhong let out a gasp, his back arching and hands clutching at his sheets. Oh god – it felt to good, way to good. He glanced down, his eye's catching those of his precious hyung, Yongguk smirked up at Junhong with what Junhong would call ' a ing y as hell smirk ' and kissed down his thighs, another gasp left his lips.

He felt someone's lips on his neck then – and shifted his gaze to see Yongguk again, his eyes staring back at him like fire –

Wait.

Two Yongguk's?!

Junhong woke with a start, his heart beating rapidly against his chest and eye's wide open. He ran his fingers through his hair – that was one hell of a dream. Swallowing thickly he glanced down and – well there it was, his damn just mocking him through his boxers. He glared at it, something he'd been doing a lot as of late.

“ing hormones.” He cursed, falling back against the bed. Junhong sighed lowly.

Two Yongguk's?

God that would be hell.