Dream In A Dream

“Hyuuuuung I’m lonely!” Zelo whines over his Skype call. The painful truth about Zico having to stay in Tokyo for Block B’s promotions for the next 2 months hitting Zelo hard, especially on nights where he has no where to be, but only one place he wishes he was. They’d have the nicest nights together, filled with LOTS of sex. Zelo loved it that way. At first he was sure they were just hanging out regularly, which was fine. They’d play videogames and screams profanities at eachother, pig out on snacks and watch shitty horror movies to laugh at, or just lay together and talk about how busy they both are. Then Zico would come onto him, little by little, and Zelo was immediately in the mood. Ideas would start filling his seemingly innocent head and the two would get down to business. The best part about that being it was different, every time. Some nights Zico would fuck him so hard and rough his throat would legitimately be sore the next day for more than one reason. Then other times when Zelo was stressed or depressed, he would take care of him flawlessly, stroke his hair until he’s forced to smile instead of scowl and fuck him soft and slow, appreciating every part of him. Make him feel delicate and extremely wanted. They had a special kind of relationship that way, one where they weren’t dating but whenever they’d do things like that, nothing would change. No awkward feelings, no difference in respect from each other. Plus, it was very obvious that Zico loved having the cute boy Zelo around. Their personalities matched and Zelo was happy that Zico was so fond of him.

Zico sighs. “I know, I’m sorry I can’t be there with you. I miss you a lot already.” Zico complains softly. “But it’s pretty late, are you feeling restless?”

“Of course, you aren’t here to entertain me…” Zelo fake pouts. 

“I’m kind of here now..how could I make you smile?”

“Well…are you busy?”

“No, I have time. I’m alone.” Zico says expectadely.

“You could gimme a little show~” Zelo suggests, his face lighting up and when Zico dropped his head a bit and smiled, saying ‘okay’ quietly. “You know what I wanna see, right?” 

“Yeah..” Zico keeps his head down as he gets on his knees on the bed he was relaxing on, pushing back the laptop a little bit. He uses one hand to lift up his shirt, making a fist to hold it up in the middle of his chest, his other hand sliding around his hip and rubbing his lower stomach slowly. Zico looks down at the screen to see Zelo readjusting himself, now sitting upright on his mattress on the floor. He wants to pay attention. Zico digs his fingers into his skin before dragging them up to his chest, rubbing over his left pec that was still half hidden under his shirt. Zelo couldn’t tell if he rubbed over his nipple or not, but Zico let out a beautiful sigh that got him going regardless.

“Take it off.” Zelo says lowly, and Zico hesitantly does so, the younger able to catch a glimpse of his face as he removes his shirt. “Are you blushing?” He asks. Zico nods before returning both hands to his body, one hand tending to his stomach and the other resuming rubbing his chest. “Aww, don’t be shy~” Zelo teases. “If I was there you would have had it off a long time ago.” Zico chuckles and flips his hair out of his eyes. 

“If you were here my hands would be all over a lot more than my own body.” 

“Oh yeah?” Zelo started lightly palming himself.    

“I’d take my time, seeing as it’s been so long for us. I’d slide my hand down past your ribs and grip your side, just to leave marks for a moment, then rub over the top of your thigh before you’d spread them for me.”

Zelo giggles, opening his mouth and moving his face closer to his webcam. “And what makes you think I would?” He whispers, cheeky. 

“I wouldn’t give you a choice.” Zelo replies, sitting on his thighs now, hands resting on the tops of them. He raises his eyebrows, ready for his next demand. 

“Play with your nipples, I want to get you hard before I let you touch yourself.” Zelo smirks. Zico raised his hands and covered his cheeks gingerly before doing so, his arms crossing when he starts. “Not like that, I can’t see properly. Use one hand, just switch between them. Don’t move your other hand from your thigh.” So Zico rests his free hand on his thigh and starts rubbing over his left nipple with his fingers. Zelo observes the older boys stomach muscles twitching slightly and he rubs himself harder because of it. As his nipple hardens, he flicks over it with his pointer finger a few times before pinching it tightly between his thumb. Zico lets his head tip back a little bit and his mouth opens subconsciously, Zelo telling how sexy it was from the other side of the skype call. Zico rolls his nipple between the two fingers and his grip strengthens on his thigh, the deep impressions showing how tight his hand tightened. When he heard Zelo hum in satisfaction he dropped his head. 

“I can’t believe i’m d-doing this…” He said, however didn’t stop. He switched to his untouched nipple and did the same routine, his breath catching in his throat as he tried to add on because that one was a little more sensitive, or maybe that was just him getting more turned on.

special stage ✗ miss a’s bad girl good girl ↪ got7′s bambam, btob’s minhyuk, b.a.p’s youngjae & monsta x’s minhyuk

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