𝐅𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 [JoongDunk]

ᴄʜ-6 ᴀ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ [ꜱᴍᴜᴛ]

Despite the lingering doubts and uncertainties, Joong was determined to make the most of their time together. And so, one evening, he surprised Dunk with a spontaneous dinner date at a cozy restaurant nestled in the heart of the city.

As they stepped into the dimly lit ambiance of the restaurant, Joong couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the thought of spending the evening with Dunk. He was determined to create a memorable experience, a night they would both cherish in the midst of their fleeting romance.

Joong: "I hope you're hungry, Dunk. I've heard great things about this place."

Dunk's eyes sparkled with delight as he glanced around the elegant surroundings.

Dunk: "I am, Joong. And this place looks amazing. Thank you for bringing me here."

Joong smiled warmly, his heart swelling with affection for the man beside him.

Joong: "It's my pleasure, Dunk. Anything for you."

As they settled into their seats and perused the menu, their conversation flowed effortlessly, the air alive with laughter and shared moments. Joong couldn't help but marvel at the ease with which they connected, the way Dunk seemed to understand him in ways no one else ever had.

And as they savored each bite of their delicious meal and toasted to their newfound connection, Joong couldn't shake the feeling of contentment that washed over him. For in Dunk's company, he found a sense of peace and fulfillment that he had never experienced before.

Little did he know, this spontaneous dinner date was just the beginning of a journey that would take them to places they had never imagined, a journey filled with laughter, love, and endless possibilities. And as they walked hand in hand into the unknown, Joong knew that with Dunk by his side, anything was possible.

The sky was painted a deep shade of lavender, the last vestiges of the sun's light casting a warm glow over the cityscape. Joong hummed to himself as he drove Dunk home. He glanced over at his boyfriend, who was still wearing the black dress pants and button-up shirt from dinner, his hair slightly disheveled from their vigorous make-out session in the car.

As they pulled up to Dunk's modest apartment, Joong couldn't help but feel a twinge of possessiveness as he imagined what waited for them behind those closed doors.

He parked the car and turned to face Dunk. "Dunk...," he breathed, eyes trailing down his boyfriend's body, "Can we...do it?" His voice was husky, full of desire.

Dunk bit his lip, his cheeks flushing. "Yeah... Joong."

Joong smiled, reaching over to undo Dunk's belt and unbutton his pants. He pushed them down, freeing his boyfriend's thick cock, already hard and leaking pre-cum.

Joong couldn't wait to feel Dunk's heat envelop him. He leaned in, kissing Dunk passionately as he guided his boyfriend's hips back against the steering wheel.

As their kiss deepened, Joong could feel Dunk's moans vibrate against his lips. He moaned into the kiss, thrusting his hips forward as he did, grinding against Dunk's erection.

"Ah, Joong..." Dunk whimpered, arching his back.

Joong broke the kiss, breathing heavily. "Let's go inside," he panted, reaching across Dunk to unlock the car door.

Once they were both inside, he shut the door and pressed Dunk against it, pinning him there with his body. He trailed his hands down Dunk's chest, flicking at a nipple before wrapping his lips around it and started sucking.

Dunk moaned loudly, arching his back further into Joong's touch. His hips bucked wildly, seeking contact with Joong's own hard length. "Ah, Joong..." he breathed, feeling the need to get closer, to feel him deeper.