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“Look,” Beomgyu says one day, when they’re sitting shoulder-to-shoulder on Soobin’s bed. The TV is playing some action movie they found a decent copy of online, but Soobin has been distracted by Beomgyu’s head on his shoulder for the past half hour. “Your hand is so big.”
「你看，」有一天，當他們肩並肩坐在秀彬的床上時，范奎突然說道。電視正播放著他們在網路上找到畫質還不錯的動作片，但過去半小時裡，秀彬的注意力一直被靠在自己肩上的范奎腦袋所分散。「你的手好大。」

He places his hand over Soobin’s, which is resting over the sheets, and grins. The smile is cute, but the words just confuse him, and he huffs, tangling their fingers together.
他將手覆在秀彬平放在床單的手上，咧嘴笑了。那個笑容很可愛，但這句話卻讓秀彬一頭霧水，他輕哼一聲，將兩人的手指交纏在一起。

“Not really,” he says. He presses their palms against each other’s. “You have decently big hands too.”
「還好吧，」他說。他將兩人的手掌相貼。「你的手也挺大的啊。」

Beomgyu pouts. “Not nearly as big as yours.”
范奎噘起嘴。「才沒你的大呢。」

Soobin raises their hands into the air to get a better look. Yeah, Beomgyu’s are smaller, but they’re not that much smaller. Proportional to their heights, he thinks, and there’s not a massive difference between them.
秀彬舉起雙手想看得更清楚些。沒錯，範奎的手是小了點，但也沒小那麼多。他心想，這和他們的身高比例相符，兩者之間並沒有太大差異。

“... Not really,” Soobin says again.
「...其實還好，」秀彬又說了一次。

“Put your palm out,” Beomgyu demands, releasing Soobin’s hand and holding out his palm. Soobin plays along only because he’s curious as to where Beomgyu is going with all this; he lays his hand on top of Beomgyu’s, and the tips of Beomgyu’s fingers just barely brush his own. “See?”
「把手掌攤開，」範奎要求道，放開秀彬的手並伸出自己的手掌。秀彬之所以配合只是因為好奇範奎到底想幹嘛；他將手覆在範奎的手上，範奎的指尖剛好輕觸到他的。「看吧？」

“You’re acting like I’m like… monstrously large or something,” Soobin grumbles.
「你講得好像我…巨大得像怪物一樣。」秀彬嘟囔著。

“Every centimetre counts at this height,” Beomgyu says wistfully. Soobin isn’t going to argue with that; visually, there’s a notable difference between them, but compared to the rest of the population, it’s nothing. Beomgyu is still tall and pretty big when he’s next to the average person. Soobin just isn’t average.
「在這個高度，每一公分都很重要。」范奎感嘆地說。秀彬不打算反駁；從視覺上來看，他們之間確實有明顯差距，但與一般人相比，這根本不算什麼。當范奎站在普通人旁邊時，他依然高大挺拔。只是秀彬並不「普通」。

“Why are you suddenly insecure?” Soobin asks. He shifts away again and Beomgyu’s hand curls into a little fist, which he has to admit, looks fairly tiny and cute. But that’s only because Beomgyu has smaller palms.
「你怎麼突然沒自信了？」秀彬問道。他又往旁邊挪了挪，而范奎的手握成了一個小拳頭——不得不承認，看起來相當嬌小可愛。但這只是因為范奎的手掌比較小而已。

“I’m not insecure,” Beomgyu argues, and Soobin scoffs. Like he’s going to believe that. More than likely, he internalised some random comment online, and now he’s on a quest to prove that he’s not that small.
「我才沒有自卑，」范奎反駁道，秀彬聽了嗤之以鼻。好像他會相信這種話似的。八成是范奎把網路上某個隨口評論往心裡去了，現在正卯足勁想證明自己沒那麼矮。

“I’m only like seven centimetres taller, Beomgyu,” Soobin mutters. Beomgyu hums, eyes fixated on Soobin’s hands still, and Soobin has a feeling they aren’t going to be finishing this movie. “Beomgyu?”
「我只比你高七公分而已，范奎，」秀彬低聲說道。范奎哼了一聲，目光仍緊盯著秀彬的雙手，秀彬有預感他們今晚是看不完這部電影了。「范奎？」

Beomgyu puffs out his chest, then sits up straight, like he’s on some sort of mission.
Beomgyu 挺起胸膛，然後坐直身子，彷彿他正在執行某種任務。

“We should compare,” he announces. “Get up.”
「我們應該比較一下，」他宣布道。「起來。」

Soobin stares at him like he’s grown another head. “Compare what? Heights?”
秀彬盯著他，彷彿他頭上又長出了另一顆腦袋。「比較什麼？身高嗎？」

“No.” Beomgyu stands up, brushing invisible dust off his clothes. He always does that when he comes to Soobin’s room—makes a show of pointing out how messy Soobin is, even though Soobin’s room is the tidiest after Beomgyu’s own.
「不要。」范奎站起身，拍了拍衣服上不存在的灰塵。每次來玟準的房間，他總是這樣——刻意指出玟準有多邋遢，儘管玟準的房間其實是除了范奎自己之外最整潔的。

“Then…?”  「然後呢…？」

Soobin gets up as well, only because he feels awkward sitting on his bed by himself. He has to look down slightly to speak to Beomgyu, which he’s sure isn’t helping his point, but it’s only slightly. Beomgyu has to do the same to practically everybody else as well; his height is the last thing he should be insecure about.
秀彬也跟著起身，純粹是因為獨自坐在床上讓他感到尷尬。他得稍微低頭才能和範奎說話，這肯定無助於表達他的觀點，但其實也就低那麼一點點。範奎對其他人也差不多都得這樣；身高應該是他最不需要感到自卑的事情。

“Everything,” Beomgyu says. He marches right up to Soobin and presses their toes together, then squints at them as if trying to solve an equation.
「所有的一切，」杋圭說道。他大步走向秀彬，將兩人的腳尖相抵，然後瞇起眼睛盯著它們，彷彿在試圖解開一道方程式。

“… Everything,” Soobin repeats. What is everything?
「…所有一切。」秀彬重複道。所有一切是什麼意思？

“Yeah.” Beomgyu doesn’t seem to find his own words odd, but Soobin still doesn’t get it.
「對啊。」范奎似乎不覺得自己的話有什麼奇怪，但秀彬還是聽不懂。

“Why?”  「為什麼？」

“So I can prove my point?” Beomgyu mocks his questioning tone.
「所以我可以證明我的論點？」范奎模仿他質問的語氣嘲諷道。

“Do we really need—”  「我們真的需要——」

“I’m going to assume, if you say no, that you’re just chickening out because you know I’m right,” Beomgyu interrupts, matter-of-factly. “You’re such a sore loser.”
「如果你說不需要，我會當作你只是因為知道我是對的而退縮，」范奎打斷道，一副理所當然的樣子。「你真是個輸不起的人。」

Soobin’s eye twitches.  秀彬的眼睛抽動了一下。

He can handle a lot of things, especially when it comes to Beomgyu, but one thing he cannot handle is Beomgyu going around spreading rumours about Soobin being a sore loser. Because he’s not. That’s Beomgyu, not him.
他能應付很多事情，尤其是關於范奎的事，但唯獨無法忍受范奎到處散播謠言，說他是個輸不起的人。因為他根本不是。輸不起的是范奎，才不是他。

“Fine, whatever,” he mutters. “Do whatever you want.”
「隨便啦，」他低聲咕噥。「你想怎樣就怎樣。」

“Gladly,” Beomgyu says cheekily. “Your feet are way bigger, for one.”
「樂意之至，」范奎調皮地說。「首先，你的腳大多了。」

“That’s one thing,” Soobin argues. He doesn’t know if he has huge feet or if Beomgyu’s are just tiny, but he can admit that Beomgyu’s are much smaller. He wiggles his toes self-consciously.
「這只是一點，」秀彬反駁道。他不確定是自己的腳太大，還是範奎的腳特別小，但他不得不承認範奎的腳確實小得多。他不自在地扭動著腳趾。

“That’s two things. The first thing is our hands,” Beomgyu says.
「這是兩點。第一點是我們的手，」範奎說。

“No, it’s n—”  「不，這不——」

Beomgyu clears his throat and continues, “Our thighs, too.”
Beomgyu 清了清喉嚨繼續說道：「我們的大腿也是。」

“That’s just because I weigh a lot more than you,” Soobin huffs. His eyes land on Beomgyu’s thighs, where his shorts are riding up. The skin there is so perfect, and smooth, and Soobin gets the inexplicable urge to see it turn red.
「那是因為我比你重多了啦。」秀彬哼了一聲。他的目光落在范奎的大腿上，那裡的短褲往上捲了一些。那片肌膚看起來如此完美、光滑，秀彬莫名有股衝動想看到它泛紅的樣子。

They are also, indeed, smaller than Soobin’s. Beomgyu is just… daintier, in general. His muscles are slimmer and he looks weaker, visually. But in practise, the difference isn’t that large. He’s sure Beomgyu could win against him in thigh wrestling if he really wanted to, even now that Soobin’s started going to the gym more.
確實，它們也比秀彬的小。範奎整體來說就是……更精緻。他的肌肉更纖細，視覺上看起來更瘦弱。但實際上，差距並沒有那麼大。他確信如果範奎真的想贏，即使在秀彬開始更頻繁上健身房後，範奎還是有可能在大腿摔跤中勝過他。

”But they are bigger.”  「但它們確實更大。」

“Height-proportional.” Soobin waves it off, quickly turning his head away from Beomgyu’s bare thighs.
「身高比例啦。」Soobin 揮了揮手，迅速把視線從 Beomgyu 裸露的大腿上移開。

“Sure,” Beomgyu drawls. “What about our wrists?” He holds up his hand.
「當然啊，」范奎拖長音調說。「那我們的手腕呢？」他舉起自己的手。

“Again, I weigh more than you, so how is that surprising?” Soobin grumbles. He tries not to stare at Beomgyu’s wrist. He knows intrinsically how easy it is for him to hold the whole thing in one hand, and he tries really hard not to think about it.
「再說一次，我體重比你重，這有什麼好驚訝的？」秀彬嘟囔著。他努力不去盯著范奎的手腕看。他心裡很清楚自己一隻手就能輕鬆握住整個手腕，而且他真的很努力不去想這件事。

“Oh my god, it doesn’t matter why you’re bigger,” Beomgyu snaps at him, “all that matters is that you are bigger. And I’m right.”
「天啊，你為什麼比較大根本不重要，」范奎對他發火，「重要的是你就是比較大。而且我說得沒錯。」

“I guess…” Soobin mumbles.
「我想是吧…」秀彬低聲嘟囔著。

“Alright. Next—take off your pants,” Beomgyu says, and Soobin almost falls over.
「好吧。接下來——把褲子脫掉。」范奎說道，秀彬差點跌倒。

No way they’re going from comparing wrist sizes to dicks just like that.
不可能就這樣從比手腕大小直接跳到比老二尺寸吧。

“No?” Soobin chokes, then says more firmly, “fuck no.”
「不要？」秀彬嗆到，然後更堅決地說，「門都沒有。」

“I’m trying to prove a point, hyung.” Beomgyu is already stripping off his shorts, and Soobin pointedly looks at the ceiling. “Dick size has nothing to do with weight.”
「我只是想證明一個觀點，哥。」范奎已經在脫他的短褲了，秀彬刻意盯著天花板看。「老二大小跟體重一點關係都沒有。」

“Why does it matter to you that I’m—I’m bigger than you?” Soobin says. He hates how his voice shakes, especially as he hears Beomgyu’s boxers fall to the floor.
「為什麼我在你面前比較高大這件事，對你來說這麼重要？」秀彬說道。他討厭自己聲音顫抖的樣子，尤其當他聽見範奎的內褲落地的聲響時。

“It just does,” Beomgyu whines. He plasters himself to Soobin’s side, and—why did he take off his shirt too? “Hyung. Hyung. Hyung. Hyung—”
「就是很重要嘛，」範奎撒嬌似地抱怨。他整個人貼上秀彬身側，而且——為什麼連上衣也脫了？「哥。哥。哥。哥——」

“You’re so annoying!” Soobin yells, and Beomgyu cackles.
「你很煩欸！」秀彬大喊，范奎咯咯笑。

“You love it,” Beomgyu teases. He hooks his fingers on the hem of Soobin’s pyjama bottoms and Soobin almost passes out. “Let me see.”
「你明明就很愛，」范奎調侃道。他的手指勾住守彬睡褲的褲邊，讓守彬差點昏過去。「讓我看看嘛。」

“You’ve seen me naked before!”
「你之前就看過我裸體了！」

“Yeah, but now I’m comparing,” Beomgyu huffs. “Please?”
「對啊，但我現在要比較一下，」范奎嘟囔著。「拜託啦？」

There has to be some deeper reason as to why Beomgyu is so obsessed with this, but Soobin doesn’t have the brain power to unpack it.
范奎對這件事如此執著，背後肯定有什麼更深層的原因，但守彬現在腦力不足，無法深究。

With a deep sigh, he shoves down his pants and boxers at the same time, freeing his cock. He watches Beomgyu’s face as he does so—how Beomgyu bites his lower lip and his cheeks go red.
他深深嘆了口氣，同時拉下褲子和內褲，讓自己的陰莖解放出來。他這麼做的同時緊盯著范奎的臉——看著范奎如何咬住下唇、雙頰泛紅。

“Okay,” Beomgyu breathes out. He holds his own cock in his grasp and Soobin does the same without thinking.
「好。」范奎輕喘著氣說。他握住自己的陰莖，而秀彬也不假思索地做了同樣的動作。

Beomgyu’s dick is smaller, but it’s still big. Being smaller doesn’t mean it’s small. And the difference is barely there, anyway. Mostly, Soobin just notices how objectively good-looking it is, hair neatly trimmed and the tip flushed red.
范奎的陰莖尺寸較小，但依然相當可觀。比較小並不代表真的小。況且兩者差距其實微乎其微。秀彬主要注意到的是它有多麼好看——毛髮修剪得整整齊齊，頂端泛著紅暈。

He licks his lips and huffs, “See? I’m not that much bigger,” at the same time Beomgyu says, “oh my god, you’re so much bigger.”
他舔了舔嘴唇，同時哼著氣說：「看吧？我沒比你大多少。」而范奎則在此刻脫口而出：「天啊，你明明就大好多。」

Soobin glares at him. Beomgyu doesn’t look up.
秀彬瞪了他一眼。范奎沒有抬頭。

“It’s barely bigger,” Soobin insists.
「這根本沒大多少啦。」秀彬堅持道。

“It’s fucking huge, hyung.” Beomgyu sounds offended on behalf of Soobin’s dick. “Are you kidding?”
「這他媽超大好不好，哥。」范奎替秀彬的老二打抱不平。「你在開玩笑嗎？」

“It’s height-proportional,” Soobin sniffles, once again.
「這是按身高比例分配的，」秀彬又吸了吸鼻子說道。

“No, it’s not. Shut up, you can’t say that for everything,” Beomgyu snaps, his eyes not straying once from Soobin’s cock. “You aren’t looking properly.”
「才不是。閉嘴，你不能什麼都這樣說，」範奎厲聲說道，目光一刻也沒離開過秀彬的陰莖。「你根本沒好好看。」

“How am I not looking properly? I’m literally looking at them right now.” Soobin juts a finger towards their cocks for emphasis. They aren’t touching, but only just. The warm air and Beomgyu’s steady gaze does something funny to him, and he wills his boner down as best as he can. Not the time, Soobin.
「我哪裡沒好好看了？我現在明明就在盯著它們看啊。」秀彬用手指了指他們的陰莖強調道。他們並沒有碰到彼此，但也只差一點點。溫暖的空氣和範奎專注的視線讓他感覺有點怪怪的，他盡全力試圖讓自己的勃起消退。現在不是時候，秀彬。

“It’s because we’re standing,” Beomgyu says, like it’s obvious. “Sit down.”
「因為我們站著啊，」范奎說得理所當然。「坐下啦。」

“Dick sizes don’t change when we sit,” Soobin says, also like it’s obvious. Because it is.
「坐下來老二又不會變小，」秀彬也說得理所當然。因為本來就是這樣。

“Sit down, hyung,” Beomgyu demands, his tone going all petulant, and Soobin sighs, following his directions. He sits, legs spread, and stares down at his own half-hard dick in mild disdain.
「哥，坐下啦，」范奎用任性的語氣命令道，秀彬嘆了口氣，照他的話做。他坐下來，雙腿張開，低頭看著自己半硬的陰莖，略帶嫌棄。

Then there’s another dick right beside it, and a light weight on Soobin’s lap, and Soobin yelps, “What the fuck, Beomgyu?”
然後旁邊突然多了一根陰莖，還有個輕盈的重量壓在秀彬大腿上，秀彬驚叫：「搞什麼鬼，范奎？」

Beomgyu’s brows furrow in concentration, and he doesn’t even acknowledge Soobin’s words. He holds his own cock in his hand, and then shifts forward until his knuckles brush against Soobin’s shaft. Soobin gasps. “Look. Now do you see it?”
范奎專注地皺起眉頭，甚至沒理睬秀彬的話。他握著自己的陰莖，然後向前移動，直到指節輕觸到秀彬的勃起。秀彬倒抽一口氣。「看，現在你明白了嗎？」

Beomgyu’s fingers wrap around Soobin’s cock as well, holding them together, and suddenly the room feels a thousand times hotter.
範奎的手指也環繞著秀彬的陰莖，將它們一起握住，突然間房間感覺熱了一千倍。

Soobin swallows hard, eyes snapping towards Beomgyu’s face, but Beomgyu is looking directly at their laps. Like it’s the most fascinating thing in the world. His lips are slightly parted, breathing unsteady, and has he been like this the entire time or only since he climbed onto Soobin’s lap?
秀彬艱難地嚥了嚥口水，視線猛地轉向范奎的臉龐，但范奎卻直勾勾地盯著他們交疊的雙腿。彷彿那是全世界最迷人的事物。他的唇瓣微微張開，呼吸有些不穩，他是從一開始就這樣，還是自從爬上秀彬的大腿後才變成這樣的？

In the end, both of them mean the same thing.
到頭來，這兩者其實是一樣的。

Beomgyu catches him staring and snaps at him without his own eyes moving, “Look, hyung.”
範奎發現他盯著看，連眼睛都沒動就對他吼道：「看啊，哥。」

With a bead of sweat rolling down his nape, Soobin looks.
一滴汗水順著後頸滑落，秀彬看了。

It’s the angle. It has to be the angle. Because when their cocks are flush together like this, Beomgyu does look smaller—like, noticeably smaller—and that’s not possible. Beomgyu is tall. His dick is above average. How can he look so tiny next to Soobin?
一定是角度的問題。肯定是角度的問題。因為當他們的陰莖這樣緊貼在一起時，範奎看起來確實比較小——明顯小了一號——這不可能啊。範奎明明很高。他那裡也超過平均尺寸。怎麼在秀彬旁邊會顯得這麼迷你？

Not only his cock too, but the rest of him—his whole body seems smaller when he’s perched on Soobin’s lap like this. And it’s not that Soobin doesn’t know how it feels to have Beomgyu in his arms, from how much impromptu cuddling they’ve done, but it feels different in this context.
不只那裡，他整個人也是——當他這樣跨坐在秀彬腿上時，整個人都顯得嬌小。秀彬不是沒抱過範奎，他們臨時起意的擁抱次數多到數不清，但在這種情境下感覺就是不一樣。

“You see it now?” Beomgyu says.
「你現在看到了嗎？」范奎說。

His voice sounds funny. Like he’s legitimately out of breath, even though they haven’t done anything but stand up and then sit back down five minutes later.
他的聲音聽起來怪怪的。就像他真的喘不過氣來，儘管他們只是站起來然後五分鐘後又坐回去，什麼都沒做。

Soobin tears his gaze away from their cocks to trail up Beomgyu’s arm, connected to his chest, which stutters on every rise and fall. His lips are red and swollen, like he’s been biting them, and there’s sweat sticking to his cheeks. He doesn’t seem to even notice Soobin’s staring at him and not their cocks anymore.
秀彬將視線從兩人交纏的性器上移開，沿著玟祺的手臂往上爬升，最終停駐在他起伏不定的胸膛。那對唇瓣紅腫得像是被狠狠咬過，汗珠還黏在臉頰上。他似乎完全沒發現秀彬的視線早已離開兩人結合處，此刻正牢牢盯著自己。

And then it hits Soobin:
然後秀彬突然明白了：

Beomgyu didn’t go through this whole thing because he’s insecure. He went through it because he likes being smaller than Soobin. He wants to be smaller.
楨彬經歷這一切不是因為缺乏安全感。他這麼做是因為他喜歡比秀彬嬌小。他想要更嬌小。

Holy shit.  天啊。

“I see it,” Soobin rasps.
「我懂了，」秀彬沙啞地說。

“Hmph.” Beomgyu straightens his back, not letting go of them. “I told you so,” Beomgyu says, far too smugly for somebody holding his best friend’s cock in his hand.
「哼。」范奎挺直了背脊，絲毫沒有鬆手的意思。「我早就告訴過你了。」范奎語氣中帶著過於得意的神情，尤其對一個正握著好友陰莖的人來說。

Soobin doesn’t have the mental energy to keep up with whatever game Beomgyu is trying to drag out. Not when Beomgyu is breathless and hard and so obviously turned on by it all.
秀彬已經沒有多餘的心力去應付范奎想玩的任何把戲。尤其是當范奎氣喘吁吁、勃起且明顯對這一切感到興奮的時候。

“Beomgyu,” he says.  「范奎。」他喊道。

Beomgyu frowns, confused by his tone, and then he yelps when Soobin gets his hands on his waist.
范奎皺起眉頭，對他的語氣感到困惑，接著當秀彬的手搭上他的腰際時，他發出了一聲驚呼。

“Hyung, what are—mmph!”  「哥，你在幹——唔！」

Beomgyu’s waist feels tinier under his grasp, especially when Beomgyu melts against him the moment their lips touch. It’s the fact that it’s so small compared to Soobin’s hands; the width of his palms span half of Beomgyu’s stomach, and his fingers can almost meet over his back.
在 Soobin 的掌心中，Beomgyu 的腰肢顯得格外纖細，尤其是當兩人唇瓣相觸時，Beomgyu 整個人便融化在他懷裡。那腰身與 Soobin 的大手形成鮮明對比——他的手掌寬度幾乎能覆蓋 Beomgyu 半個腹部，而當他環抱時，指尖甚至能在對方背脊上交疊。

He stretches out his hands at the same time he opens his mouth, the tips of his fingers grazing around Beomgyu’s waist, and Beomgyu moans.
他同時伸出手並張開嘴，指尖輕撫過范奎的腰際，范奎隨即發出一聲呻吟。

The kiss is sloppy, and Soobin doesn’t think at all as he shoves his tongue in between Beomgyu’s lips, parting them until Beomgyu’s mouth is wide open for him to take. The noises of their kissing are louder than the blood pumping in Soobin’s ears, and his cock hardens just from the breathy sounds Beomgyu lets out, muffled by Soobin’s mouth.
這個吻既凌亂又急切，秀彬根本沒多想就將舌頭擠進范奎的唇間，撬開他的嘴直到能完全佔有。他們接吻的聲響比秀彬耳中奔流的血液還要喧囂，光是范奎被堵在唇間那斷續的喘息，就足以讓他下身發硬。

Beomgyu squeezes them both, gasping at his own action, and Soobin bites Beomgyu’s lip so he doesn’t moan. Beomgyu shakes, literally shakes, and his hand slips from their cocks.
范奎同時握緊兩人，被自己的動作驚得倒抽氣，秀彬便咬住他的唇不讓呻吟漏出。范奎渾身發顫，是真的在顫抖，手也因此從兩人交疊的性器上滑落。

“Why do you like it so much?” Soobin questions, panting. He drags his hands along Beomgyu’s waist. Now that he knows what it feels like, that Beomgyu likes it, he can’t get enough.
「為什麼這麼喜歡？」秀彬喘著氣問，手掌沿著范奎腰際游移。既然知道這感覺、知道范奎喜歡，他就怎麼也要不夠。

“I—I think you know why,” Beomgyu breathes.
「我...我想你知道原因。」范奎氣息紊亂地回答。

“You find it hot,” Soobin accuses.
「你覺得很性感吧。」秀彬指控道。

“Yeah,” Beomgyu whispers, licking the seam of Soobin’s lips.
「嗯。」杋圭輕聲應道，舔過秀彬的唇縫。

“You like that I’m bigger,” Soobin continues, and punctuates his words by grabbing one of Beomgyu’s ass cheeks, covering it with his whole hand, “and stronger.”
「你喜歡我比你高大，」秀彬繼續說道，同時伸手抓住範奎的一邊屁股，用整隻手覆蓋住，「還比你強壯。」

For good measure, he lifts Beomgyu off his lap and throws them onto the mattress, back-first. Beomgyu whines, fucking whines, and nods furiously.
為了保險起見，他將范奎從腿上抱起，直接往床墊上一扔——背部朝下。范奎發出嗚咽聲，該死的嗚咽聲，然後瘋狂點頭。

“Yeah,” he says again, winded from being tossed around. He goes so easily, pliant underneath Soobin’s touch, spreading his legs without any fuss when Soobin squeezes a knee in between them. “I love it."
「嗯，」他又說，被翻來覆去弄得氣喘吁吁。他如此順從，在秀彬的觸碰下柔軟無力，當秀彬把膝蓋擠進他雙腿之間時，他毫無異議地張開腿。「我愛死了。」

“You’re fucked up,” Soobin says.
「你真是變態，」秀彬說。

Beomgyu scoffs. “A size kink isn’t fucked up, hyung,” he says. He reaches for him, and Soobin must be just as bad as Beomgyu is deep down, because he meets Beomgyu halfway without question. “That’s a little overdramatic, even for you. You’re the one with tentacle porn on your laptop, not me.”
範奎嗤之以鼻。「對尺寸有癖好哪裡變態了，哥，」他說。他伸手去抓秀彬，而秀彬骨子裡肯定跟範奎一樣糟糕，因為他二話不說就迎了上去。「這有點太戲劇化了，就算對你來說也是。筆電裡存觸手片的人是你又不是我。」

Soobin chokes. “How do you know about that?”
秀彬嗆到。「你怎麼知道那件事？」

Beomgyu raises a brow at him. Somehow, even while dazed and turned on, he still manages to be a brat. “Everybody knows about the tentacle porn on your laptop, hyung. Did you think it was a secret?”
范奎挑眉看著他。不知怎麼的，即使處於恍惚又興奮的狀態，他還是能當個小混蛋。「大家都知道你筆電裡的觸手色情片啦，哥。你以為那是秘密嗎？」

Soobin scowls. There’s no way everybody knows; if they did, they’d never shut up about it. Meaning it’s only actually Beomgyu that’s aware, probably because he’s a nosy bitch and went through Soobin’s stuff one day while he was in the shower.
秀彬皺起眉頭。不可能每個人都知道；要是他們知道的話，肯定會一直講個不停。這意味著其實只有範奎知情，大概是因為他是個愛管閒事的傢伙，趁秀彬洗澡時翻過他的東西。

He doesn’t even like the tentacle part of tentacle porn, okay? That’s not why he downloads it.
他根本連觸手色情片裡的觸手部分都不喜歡好嗎？那才不是他下載的原因。

“You’re fucked up because you’re obsessed with your best friend’s sexual preferences,” Soobin says. He rakes his nails down Beomgyu’s inner thighs, testing, and relishes in how Beomgyu shivers. “That’s why.”
「你之所以變態，是因為你對你最好朋友的性癖著迷，」秀彬說。他用指甲刮過范奎的大腿內側，試探著，並享受范奎因此顫抖的樣子。「就是這樣。」

He waits for the rebuttal, his fingers moving back and forth over Beomgyu’s honeyed skin, but none comes.
他等待著反駁，手指在范奎蜜糖般的肌膚上來回游移，但什麼也沒等到。

“Do you expect me to deny it?” Beomgyu asks him. “You’re the one about to fuck me, you’re just as bad as I am.”
「你期待我否認嗎？」范奎問他。「你可是那個準備要上我的人，你跟我一樣糟糕。」

Soobin laughs without thinking. “I’m about to fuck you? Is that it?”
秀彬不假思索地笑了出來。「我這是要上你了？是這樣嗎？」

“Yeah.” Beomgyu throws his arms over Soobin’s shoulders and pulls him down as far as he can, until their noses bump together. “You are.”
「嗯。」范奎把手臂搭在秀彬的肩膀上，用力把他往下拉，直到兩人的鼻子碰在一起。「你就是。」

“All this so I would fuck you,” Soobin mutters. “You could’ve just said something.”
「搞這麼多就為了讓我上你，」秀彬低聲說。「你直接說不就好了。」

“You aren’t saying ‘no’,” Beomgyu says, batting his lashes.
「你沒有在說『不要』嘛。」范奎眨著眼睛說道。

Saying ‘no’ didn’t even occur to Soobin, and that says it all.
「拒絕」這個選項甚至不曾出現在秀彬的腦海中，這說明了一切。

Beomgyu is—there’s no word to describe him. Insufferable, yes, but Soobin is genuinely impressed by his ability to take initiative.
要形容玟準——實在找不到合適的詞彙。雖然令人難以忍受沒錯，但他主動出擊的能力確實讓秀彬由衷佩服。

And, moreover, he’s impressed by Beomgyu’s trust in him, that he would double down on his goal at all when there’s a solid chance Soobin would just laugh at him and hold it over his head for the next ten years. Putting yourself out there is already hard, but it’s even worse with a friend.
更讓秀彬驚訝的是玟準對他的信任，明明有很大機率會被自己嘲笑並拿來調侃十年，他卻依然堅持目標。敞開心扉本來就不容易，對朋友這樣做更需要勇氣。

If there’s one thing Soobin takes seriously between them, it’s Beomgyu’s trust. So who is he to say ‘no’ to Beomgyu offering himself up?
如果說兩人之間有什麼是秀彬會認真對待的，那就是玟準的信任。所以當玟準主動獻上自己時，他又怎麼能說「不」呢？

“Soobin?” Beomgyu asks, opening one eye. His voice wavers, likely because of Soobin’s silence, and Soobin shakes himself out of his thoughts.
「秀彬？」範奎睜開一隻眼睛問道。他的聲音有些顫抖，大概是因為秀彬的沉默，秀彬這才從思緒中回過神來。

“I really hope you brought lube,” he says, and Beomgyu breaks out into a bright smile.
「真希望你有帶潤滑液，」他說道，而范奎隨即綻放出燦爛的笑容。

“You’re acting like you don’t have ten bottles stashed away in your bedside table,” he says, and reaches around Soobin’s body to the floor, where his backpack sits. “But I still brought some. Catch.”
「你講得好像你床頭櫃裡沒藏個十瓶八瓶似的，」他邊說邊伸手越過秀彬的身體，探向地板上的背包。「不過我還是帶了一些。接好。」

He tosses Soobin the lube, and Soobin squints at the label. It’s peach flavoured.
他把潤滑液丟給秀彬，秀彬瞇著眼看了看標籤。是水蜜桃口味的。

“... Do you carry this around all the time, or did you plan this night specifically?” Soobin asks, scared of what Beomgyu is going to say, what the implications are of either of those things.
「...你是隨時都帶著這個，還是特地為今晚準備的？」秀彬問道，害怕著玟奎即將說出的答案，無論是哪一種都讓他感到不安。

“Yes,” Beomgyu says.  「好。」范奎說。

“Yes to which one?”  「哪一個好？」

“No comment.”  「不予置評。」

Beomgyu rolls onto his back again, and Soobin carefully hoists Beomgyu’s legs onto his shoulders. And from this angle—looming over Beomgyu’s body, with Beomgyu’s legs spread and his fingers digging into the sheets—he really does look tiny. It must be some sort of optical illusion, or maybe Beomgyu’s delusions are getting to him.
范奎再次翻身仰躺，秀彬小心翼翼地將范奎的雙腿架到自己肩上。從這個角度俯瞰范奎的身體——雙腿大張、手指緊抓床單的模樣——他看起來確實很嬌小。這一定是某種視覺錯覺，又或許是范奎的妄想開始影響他了。

He kisses Beomgyu without rhyme or rhythm, just moves their lips and tongues together and memorises all of the soft noises Beomgyu lets out into his mouth. His arms curl around Soobin’s shoulders, fingers tangling into his hair, and Soobin groans when Beomgyu gives the strands a light tug.
他毫無章法地吻著范奎，只是讓彼此的唇舌交纏，並記住范奎從喉間逸出、落入他口中的所有輕柔呻吟。范奎的手臂環上秀彬的肩膀，手指纏進他的髮絲，當范奎輕輕拉扯髮梢時，秀彬發出一聲低吟。

It ripples down his spine, straight to his cock, and Beomgyu giggles at him.
那陣顫慄順著他的脊椎直竄而下，直達胯間，讓範奎忍不住對他咯咯笑了起來。

Soobin covers his fingers in lube, then prods one to Beomgyu’s opening, which seems… impossibly small, even just next to his finger, let alone his cock. It sinks in easily enough, but it’s tight, and Soobin gasps at the same time Beomgyu does.
秀彬將潤滑液塗滿手指，然後將指尖抵上玟奎的入口——那看起來…小得不可思議，光是對比他的手指都顯得過於狹窄，更別提待會兒要容納他的性器。手指倒是順利滑了進去，但內裡緊緻得讓兩人同時倒抽一口氣。

“Fuck, your fingers are so much bigger,” Beomgyu gasps. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”
「操、你的手指也太粗了，」玟奎喘息著。「幹。幹。幹。」

Soobin isn’t sure whether to be proud or worried. He gets three fingers in before he starts to worry that he’s going to be too big for Beomgyu, like actually too big, but Beomgyu seems to love it; he rocks back onto Soobin’s fingers, moaning openly into the air.
秀彬不確定該感到自豪還是擔憂。當他塞進三根手指時，開始擔心自己對玟奎而言會太大，是真的過於龐大的那種，但玟奎似乎愛極了；他主動往秀彬手指上頂弄，毫不掩飾地對著空氣呻吟。

Beomgyu switches between gripping the sheets and Soobin’s shoulder, and the sting of his nails makes Soobin delirious. Soobin curls his fingers inside Beomgyu, all the way to the knuckle, and Beomgyu whines.
玟奎時而揪緊床單時而抓握秀彬的肩膀，指甲刺痛的觸感讓秀彬神魂顛倒。當秀彬將手指完全沒入至指節處時，玟奎發出了嗚咽般的泣音。

“You sound—” Soobin struggles to formulate words, “you sound so fucking good, Beomgyu.” He’s sworn more today than he has in the past six months.
「你聽起來——」秀彬努力組織著字句，「你他媽的聽起來太棒了，杋圭。」他今天爆的粗口比過去半年加起來還多。

Beomgyu laughs, wiggling his hips. “I know,” he says, hiding his face against the pillow. “Feels good too, hyung.”
範奎笑著扭動臀部。「我知道，」他把臉埋進枕頭裡說。「感覺也很棒，哥。」

Soobin keeps pumping his fingers in and out until Beomgyu’s legs are shaking and he won’t stop tightening around him. Soobin squeezes one of his cheeks, pulling it back so he can see Beomgyu’s entrance properly, how stretched he is around Soobin’s three fingers. There’s so much lube running down Soobin’s wrist and Beomgyu’s thighs, and Soobin moans at the sight.
秀彬持續用手指抽插，直到範奎的雙腿開始顫抖，並且不斷在他周圍收緊。秀彬捏住他的一邊臀瓣往後拉，好讓自己能清楚看見範奎的入口，以及他是如何被秀彬的三根手指撐開。大量潤滑液順著秀彬的手腕和範奎的大腿流下，這景象讓秀彬忍不住呻吟。

“Just get in me,” Beomgyu pants. “Put your massive fucking cock to good use and get inside me.”
「直接進來啦，」範奎喘息著說。「把你那根大雞巴好好利用，快點插進來。」

“What the fuck, Beomgyu,” Soobin gapes, in both embarrassment and awe.
「搞什麼鬼，范奎，」秀彬目瞪口呆，既尷尬又驚嘆。

He pulls his fingers out and wipes them on the sheets. He’ll hate himself later for it, but for now, he just needs to get inside Beomgyu.
他抽出手指，隨意地在床單上抹了抹。待會兒他肯定會為此懊悔不已，但此刻他只想快點進入范奎體內。

Holding the base of his cock, he guides it carefully to Beomgyu’s entrance. The head slips in, and if he thought the heat felt good around his fingers, it’s nothing compared to how it is around his cock.
他握著自己勃起的根部，小心翼翼地對準范奎的入口。龜頭滑了進去，如果說剛才手指感受到的熾熱已經夠美妙，那現在被陰莖包覆的快感根本無法比擬。

“Shit,” Soobin swears, eyes rolling back into his head. He sinks in slowly, inch by inch, and there’s a lot of inches.
「該死...」守彬忍不住咒罵，眼球因快感而上翻。他緩緩推進，一寸寸深入，而他的尺寸著實不容小覷。

Beomgyu’s heels dig into Soobin’s upper back, his calves tensed tight around his head. Soobin opens his eyes to see Beomgyu’s squeezed shut, lips perpetually parted and his breath held.
范奎的腳跟深陷在守彬的後背上，小腿肌肉緊繃地環繞著他的頭部。守彬睜眼看見范奎緊閉雙目，唇瓣始終微張，屏住了呼吸。

“Are you okay?” Soobin manages to get out, when he’s two-thirds of the way in. The tip of his cock is surrounded by so much warm, tight heat, and he resists the urge to hold Beomgyu’s hips down and thrust all the way in in one motion.
「你還好嗎？」秀彬在進入三分之二時終於擠出這句話。他的龜頭被如此溫暖緊緻的熱度包圍，他強忍著想按住範奎臀部一舉貫穿的衝動。

“Just trying,” Beomgyu whimpers, “I’m just trying not to come.”
「我在努力，」範奎嗚咽著說，「我只是在努力不射出來。」

Soobin doesn’t think he’ll ever be able to fuck anybody else after this. Beomgyu is… fuck, he’s so hot, the perfect size, the perfect everything, and by the time Soobin seathes himself in all the way, he’s literally dizzy from how good it is already. Beomgyu looks no better than him, face all red and sweat rolling down his temples.
秀彬覺得自己以後再也沒辦法跟其他人做了。范奎他…幹，他真的太辣了，尺寸完美，一切都完美，當秀彬完全進入時，他已經爽到頭暈目眩。范奎看起來也沒比他好到哪去，整張臉通紅，汗水從太陽穴滑落。

Soobin pauses, terrified he’s going to come as well. They blink at each other, and Soobin should be mortified, but his brain doesn’t have enough energy to think anything other than about how fucking hot Beomgyu is.
秀彬停頓了一下，害怕自己也會跟著高潮。他們互相凝視著，秀彬本該感到羞恥，但他的大腦已經沒有多餘的力氣思考其他事情，只能想著範圭他媽的有多性感。

“Tell—tell me what part you like best,” Beomgyu asks. His hands roam over his own chest, over the dip of his waist that Soobin’s quickly becoming obsessed with, and then one of his little perky nipples.
「告、告訴我你最喜歡哪個部位，」範圭問道。他的手在自己胸前游移，掠過那讓秀彬迅速著迷的腰際凹陷，然後來到其中一顆挺立的小乳頭。

“Is this really the time for that conversation?” Soobin grits out. He’s not even in all the way and he can barely speak.
「現在真的是談這個的時候嗎？」秀彬咬牙切齒地說道。他甚至還沒完全進入狀態，話都快說不清楚了。

“Yes.” Beomgyu kicks him, and the movement jostles Soobin’s cock. Soobin sucks in a deep breath, his vision momentarily blurring. “I wanna know.”
「對。」范奎踢了他一腳，這個動作讓秀彬的性器被蹭到。秀彬倒抽一口氣，視線瞬間模糊。「我想知道。」

God, Beomgyu really has a kink for this, doesn’t he? And Soobin is no better, giving in.
天啊，范奎對這種事真的有特殊癖好吧？而秀彬也沒好到哪去，就這樣屈服了。

“Your waist,” he groans, gripping Beomgyu’s body by that stupidly pretty waist of his. It rises and falls with every breath Beomgyu takes in, and Soobin holds onto him tighter, watching Beomgyu’s skin turn white under the pressure. “I’ve never even thought about it before because—I never get to see it.”
「你的腰，」他低吼著，用那該死漂亮的腰肢緊扣住范奎的身體。隨著范奎每次呼吸，那腰線起伏著，秀彬將他摟得更緊，看著范奎的肌膚在壓力下逐漸泛白。「我以前從沒想過這個——因為我從來沒機會看到。」

Beomgyu arches his back like a cat, licking his lips. “I don’t like showing it off,” he says, slowly rolling his hips in a circle, nudging Soobin’s cock inside him.
Beomgyu 像貓一樣弓起背，舔了舔嘴唇。「我不喜歡炫耀，」他說著，緩緩地以圓弧擺動臀部，將 Soobin 的陰莖往自己體內推入。

“Except for me?”  「除了我？」

“Except for you,” Beomgyu confirms, and Soobin has to take a moment to reel in his self-control. Except for me, except for me, he thinks, like he’s hypnotised. “Keep going, hyung.”
「除了你，」范奎確認道，而秀彬不得不花點時間穩住自己的自制力。除了我，除了我，他像被催眠般想著。「繼續吧，哥。」

Soobin breathes in sharply. He takes in Beomgyu’s form on his bed, tries to ignore how hot he is around Soobin’s cock, and his eyes land on Beomgyu’s throat.
秀彬猛地倒抽一口氣。他看著玟奎在自己床上的模樣，試圖忽略對方緊裹著自己性器的炙熱觸感，目光卻不由自主落在玟奎的喉結上。

“... Your neck, too,” he settles on. His hand continues upward, fingers ghosting over Beomgyu’s skin, and his hand shakes as it moves.
「...你的脖子也是。」他最終說道。他的手繼續向上移動，指尖輕撫過范奎的肌膚，而他的手在移動時微微顫抖。

“Fuck,” Beomgyu says, pressing his head to the pillow, showing off his perfect neck. Soobin wants to bite it. He needs to bite it. “It’s yours, if you want it.”
「靠，」范奎說著，把頭壓在枕頭上，秀出他那完美的頸線。秀彬好想咬一口。他必須咬下去。「想要的話，它就是你的。」

Soobin holds Beomgyu’s neck loosely, and he can fit the entire thing in the palm of his hand. So much power.
秀彬輕輕握住范奎的脖子，整個脖子都能被他一手掌握。多麼強大的力量。

“I want it,” Soobin confirms. He doesn’t put much pressure down, just enough to cut off Beomgyu’s inhale, and Soobin feels his cock jump. Everything about Beomgyu is so fucking hot. He’s about to lose his mind. “What do you want, Beomgyu?”
「我要。」秀彬肯定地說。他沒有施加太多壓力，剛好足以阻斷範奎的吸氣，秀彬感覺自己的性器跳動了一下。範奎的一切都他媽的性感得要命。他快要瘋了。「你想要什麼，範奎？」

Beomgyu crosses his legs around Soobin’s hips, bringing him deeper inside, and they both moan. “Want you to come in me,” he says, pressing a bunch of sloppy, open-mouthed kisses to the corner of Soobin’s mouth. “Want to be so fucking full of you I feel it for days.”
範奎雙腿環繞著秀彬的腰際，將他更深入帶入，兩人同時發出呻吟。「想要你射在我裡面，」他說著，一邊在秀彬嘴角印下一連串濕漉漉的張嘴親吻。「想要被你灌得滿滿的，讓我好幾天都能感受到你。」

Soobin shudders, imagining plugging Beomgyu up, how pretty he’ll look with Soobin’s cum trickling down his thighs. He almost empties his load into Beomgyu right there and then.
秀彬想像著把範奎塞滿的畫面，自己的精液沿著他大腿流下的模樣會有多美，這讓他渾身顫抖。他差點當場就把精液全射進範奎體內。

Beomgyu is going to be the death of him. He just knows it.
範奎遲早會要了他的命。他心知肚明。

“Whatever you want,” Soobin says, and Beomgyu nods eagerly, burying his face into the crook of Soobin’s neck.
「隨你高興。」秀彬說道，範奎立刻急切地點頭，把臉埋進秀彬的頸窩。

Soobin thrusts up with so much force his eyes cross, and Beomgyu bounces on the bed, screaming into Soobin’s shoulder. He’s noisy, loud whimpers and moans muffled by Soobin’s skin, and Soobin aches to pull out every sound he can from his dainty throat.
秀彬用力一頂，力道大得讓他眼睛都對上了，而范奎在床上彈跳起來，尖叫著埋進秀彬的肩膀。他吵鬧得很，嗚咽與呻吟都被秀彬的皮膚悶住，秀彬渴望從他那精緻的喉嚨裡榨出更多聲音。

He is tiny like this, tucked against Soobin’s chest, and okay, Soobin can see the appeal now. With how small and tight Beomgyu’s hole is, how Soobin can completely envelop him in his arms—Soobin isn’t going to last long. There’s no way.
他現在就是這麼嬌小，蜷縮在秀彬的胸前，好吧，秀彬現在能理解那種吸引力了。範奎的後穴如此緊緻窄小，秀彬能完全將他環抱在懷中——秀彬撐不了多久的。絕對不行。

His balls slap against the curve of Beomgyu’s ass as he moves, shoving his cock in as deep as he can before backing out. Beomgyu whines loudly every time, like Soobin is pressing a button connected to his pretty mouth, and it’s addictive.
他的囊袋隨著抽送節奏拍打在範奎臀部的曲線上，每次都將陽具盡根沒入再緩緩退出。範奎每回都會發出高亢的嗚咽，彷彿秀彬正按壓著連接那張漂亮小嘴的開關，這令人上癮。

“Oh, fuck, fuck…” Beomgyu gasps, over and over.
「啊、天啊...天啊...」範奎不斷喘息著重複道。

“You nice and full? Just like you wanted?” The words roll off Soobin’s tongue without much thought. “You feel how big I am inside you?”
「被我填滿的感覺舒服嗎？就像你想要的？」秀彬不假思索地吐出這些話。「感受到我在你裡面有多大了嗎？」

Because Soobin can feel it. Every single inch, every bit of searing heat around his cock, he feels it.
因為秀彬能感受到。每一寸、每一絲包圍著他性器的灼熱，他都感受得到。

“Yes,” Beomgyu giggles, squeezing around Soobin’s cock. “I love it.”
「嗯，」范奎咯咯笑著，一邊夾緊了秀彬的陰莖。「我超愛的。」

He smiles, that coy, close-lipped grin that makes Soobin want to fuck him harder just to wipe it off his face.
他露出那抹羞澀的抿嘴笑容，讓秀彬只想更用力地操他，好抹去他臉上那副表情。

So he does.  所以他這麼做了。

He grabs onto Beomgyu’s thighs and uses them as leverage to move, palming at them and leaving marks with his nails just because he can. Beomgyu’s body moves up the mattress slightly with the force of every thrust, and something about how easy Beomgyu is to manhandle sends Soobin’s head spinning.
他抓住范奎的大腿，以此為支點移動，手掌撫摸著並用指甲留下印記，只因為他可以這麼做。每一次衝擊的力量讓范奎的身體在床墊上微微上移，而范奎如此輕易被擺弄的樣子讓守彬的腦袋暈眩不已。

Soobin could break him, if he wanted to. There’s more strength in Soobin’s body than there is in Beomgyu’s. Beomgyu’s bones feel almost brittle under his skin, like just a bit of Soobin’s force would be enough to snap them.
秀彬要是想的話，完全可以把他弄壞。秀彬的身體比範奎強壯多了，範奎的骨頭在皮膚下幾乎顯得脆弱，彷彿秀彬只要稍微使點力就能把它們折斷。

He’s delicate like this, and Soobin’s cock grows impossibly hard, wondering just how much, how long, Beomgyu has been fixated on their differences. How many times he imagined Soobin fucking him just like this, holding him against the mattress, forcing his cock into him over and over.
他此刻如此纖細易碎，而秀彬的性器硬得發疼，不禁想著範奎究竟對他們之間的差異執著了多久。他有多少次想像秀彬就這樣幹他，把他壓在床墊上，一次次將性器強行頂入他體內。

“How… how long have you wanted this?” Soobin asks. He grasps Beomgyu’s thighs as tightly as he can, so tightly it must hurt, and Beomgyu’s cock leaks like crazy, all over his stomach.
「你...想要這樣多久了？」秀彬問道。他使勁掐住範奎的大腿，用力到肯定會痛的程度，而範奎的性器瘋狂地泌出液體，弄得腹部到處都是。

“So long,” Beomgyu answers instantly, and he can’t seem to decide whether to lean into Soobin’s touch or his dick. “Fuck, so long, hyung, so fucking long, you have no idea.”
「好久不見，」范奎立刻回應，他似乎無法決定是要靠近秀彬的觸碰還是他的老二。「靠，真的好久不見，哥，他媽的好久，你根本不知道。」

Soobin thinks about all the depraved thoughts Beomgyu has had, about Soobin grabbing his wrist a bit too firmly or holding onto his thigh. All the innocuous touches that drove Beomgyu crazy and Soobin had no idea.
秀彬想著範奎曾有過的所有墮落念頭，那些關於秀彬過於用力抓住他手腕、或緊握他大腿的想像。所有那些無害的觸碰都讓範奎瘋狂，而秀彬卻渾然不知。

How many times did they return to the dorms and Beomgyu had to lock himself in his room and get off, all because Soobin gripped him a little too hard, or hugged him for a little too long? How many times did Beomgyu get off to the idea of Soobin’s huge cock nestled inside his tiny, sweet little hole? How many times did Beomgyu get off to him?
有多少次他們回到宿舍後，範奎不得不把自己鎖在房裡解決，只因為秀彬抓他抓得太用力，或擁抱他太久？範奎有多少次幻想著秀彬巨大的性器塞進他嬌小甜美的穴裡自慰？範奎有多少次因為想著他而高潮？

“Close,” Beomgyu manages to get out, drooling all over Soobin’s shoulder. “I’m so close, hyung, ah, ah…”
「快到了...」範奎勉強擠出這句話，口水沾滿了秀彬的肩膀。「我快到了，哥...啊、啊...」

Soobin slams in harder, honing in on Beomgyu’s strained voice and his sloppy hole and his leaking cock rubbing in between their stomachs.
秀彬更加用力地撞擊，專注於聆聽範奎緊繃的嗓音、感受他鬆軟的後穴，以及兩人腹部間那根不斷滲出液體的勃起。

Beomgyu is about to come, untouched, only from being speared on Soobin’s cock, only from Soobin, and Soobin teeters on the edge. Beomgyu won’t stop making those noises, rising higher and higher in pitch, voice breaking, and all of it does something funny to Soobin’s heart, to know that they’re all for him.
范奎即將到來，未經他人觸碰，僅因秀彬的陰莖貫穿，僅因秀彬，而秀彬已瀕臨極限。范奎不斷發出那些聲響，音調越來越高，嗓音破碎，這一切讓秀彬的心臟產生奇異感受，因為他知道這些都只為他而生。

White heat coils in the pit of his stomach, threatening to burst, and he babbles mindlessly while he still can, “You’re so small, I can’t believe I can fit at all, can’t believe you can take me this well, can’t—fuck, Beomgyu, I can’t...”
熾熱的慾望在他腹中翻騰，幾乎要將他撐破。趁著還能開口，他語無倫次地呢喃：「你這麼嬌小，不敢相信我居然能全部進去...不敢相信你能承受得這麼好...該死...范奎，我快不行了...」

“Soobin,” Beomgyu cries out. “Soobin hyung…”
「秀彬，」範奎哭喊著。「秀彬哥…」

Soobin’s going to carve his own path inside Beomgyu, going to make it so Beomgyu’s body remembers him and his huge cock, going to create his own little space in Beomgyu’s little body and stretch him out so that later he can slip into it without hesitation and—
秀彬要在範奎體內開拓自己的路徑，要讓範奎的身體記住他和他的巨物，要在範奎嬌小的身體裡開闢自己的小天地，把他撐開，這樣以後他就能毫不猶豫地長驅直入——

“Gonna fuck you up so you only want me forever,” Soobin continues out loud, putting all his force into every snap of his hips against Beomgyu’s. “Gonna fill you up so good nobody else will compare, gonna come so much, Beomgyu, fuck, I’m ready—”
「我要幹得你只想永遠屬於我，」秀彬繼續大聲說著，每一次挺腰撞擊範奎都用盡全力。「我要把你灌得滿滿的，讓其他人都比不上，我要射好多，範奎，操，我準備好了——」

Beomgyu throws his head back and screams, and Soobin slaps a large hand over his mouth, only to realise how fucking big it is compared to Beomgyu’s face, and they both curse.
範奎仰頭尖叫，秀彬用大手摀住他的嘴，這才發現自己的手比起範奎的臉有多他媽的大，兩人同時咒罵出聲。

“Hyung—” Beomgyu whimpers, pretty fingers digging into Soobin’s collarbones, and the sudden tightening of his hole around Soobin’s cock is all it takes to push Soobin over the edge as well.
「哥——」范奎嗚咽著，纖細的手指緊抓著秀彬的鎖骨，而他後穴突然收緊夾住秀彬的性器，這就足以讓秀彬也攀上高潮。

“... So, tentacle porn, huh?” Beomgyu says conversationally, once they’re both cleaned up and curled together under Soobin’s bed sheets. Soobin almost slaps him. He would, if he wasn’t sure Beomgyu would like it.
「...所以，觸手系色情片，嗯？」兩人清理乾淨後蜷縮在秀彬的床單下，範奎用閒聊般的語氣說道。秀彬差點給他一巴掌。要不是確信範奎會喜歡，他早就動手了。

“If I’m not allowed to make fun of your kinks, you’re not allowed to make fun of mine,” Soobin grumbles.
「如果我不能嘲笑你的癖好，你也不准嘲笑我的，」秀彬咕噥著。

“Come on, hyung. A size kink and a tentacle kink are not on the same level. Yours is objectively way worse,” Beomgyu says. He throws one leg over Soobin’s, placing himself half on top of Soobin. “Why do you like it so much?”
「拜託，哥。尺寸控和觸手控根本不是同個等級。你的癖好客觀來說糟糕多了，」範奎邊說邊把一條腿跨上秀彬的腿，半個身子壓在他身上。「你為什麼這麼喜歡啊？」

“It’s not the tentacles themselves, it’s just the…” Soobin throws his arms over his reddening face. He can’t believe he’s still able to get embarrassed after all of what they just did. “It usually involves a lot of… cum. And I think it’s hot when it…” He can barely manage to get the words out, “you know, when you’re all full of it or it’s all over you and…”
「重點不是觸手本身，而是那個...」秀彬把手臂甩到發紅的臉上。他不敢相信在經歷剛才那些事後自己還會害羞。「通常會有很多...精液。我覺得當它...」他幾乎說不出口，「你知道的，當你被灌滿或是全身都是的時候很...」

“I knew it!” Beomgyu yells, so loudly it actually scares Soobin. “I knew you had a fucking creampie kink.”
「我就知道！」范奎大喊，聲音大到嚇到了秀彬。「我就知道你他媽的有奶油派癖好。」

“Fuck off,” Soobin hisses, struggling to throw Beomgyu off. Beomgyu puts all his weight on Soobin, rolling onto his chest.
「滾開，」秀彬低聲怒斥，努力想甩掉範奎。範奎整個人壓在秀彬身上，翻身跨坐在他胸口。

“It’s okay, hyung,” Beomgyu reassures him. “I like it too. Well, not the tentacles, that one is weird. But the cum? Fuck yeah.”
「沒關係的，哥，」範奎安撫道。「我也喜歡。呃，觸手那部分是有點怪啦。但精液？幹，超讚的。」

Soobin relaxes slightly, waiting for Beomgyu to keep teasing him, but he actually stops talking for once.
秀彬稍微放鬆下來，等著範奎繼續捉弄他，但這次對方竟難得地閉上了嘴。

“... Really?” he says, tentatively.
「⋯⋯真的嗎？」他試探性地問。

“Um, duh?” Beomgyu snorts. He grabs Soobin’s hand and guides it underneath the sheets, all the way down to his puffy hole, still slightly swollen and slick. “I let you come in me. That was for me, not you.”
「呃，廢話？」范奎嗤之以鼻。他抓住秀彬的手引導到被單下，一路往下探向他仍有些腫脹濕潤的蓬鬆穴口。「我讓你進來的。那是為了我，不是為了你。」

“Oh,” Soobin whispers. He slips the tip of his index finger back into Beomgyu, and it’s a tight as hell squeeze with no lube. Beomgyu hisses, but Soobin can feel his cock fattening up again against his stomach.
「噢，」秀彬低語。他將食指指尖再次滑入范奎體內，在沒有潤滑的情況下緊得要命。范奎倒抽一口氣，但秀彬能感覺到他抵在自己腹部的陰莖又逐漸硬挺起來。

“We’re going to have so much fun together, hyung,” Beomgyu says, smiling through his sweat-soaked fringe, and Soobin gulps. It’s going to be a long night.
「我們一定會玩得很開心的，哥。」范奎透過汗濕的瀏海笑著說，秀彬忍不住吞了吞口水。看來今晚會很漫長呢。