STEP - STEP - SPIN - DOWN (2/3)
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Taekyeon chuckled and Chansung couldn't hold back a light smile that got broken by a loud lustful moan when the older moved his finger into another direction, hitting a secret bundle of nerves that Chansung had only heard of and when he repeated that action he made him see stars and rainbows and immensly bright colors again and again.
"Oh god~ hyung~"
"Good."
When Taekyeon suddenly pulled out his fingers Chansung growled dissatisfied, opening his eyes to look at him.
"W-what..."
"Do you think I'm going to fuck you right here?"
"Um..."
The older chuckled and leaned closer, licking Chansung's lips before bending down and arranging his clothes again. Pulling up the younger man's sweatpants and sliding the wifebeater down on his shivering body he smiled, simply looking at him until the younger shifted uncomfortable, biting his lips in an attempt to keep himself from saying something stupid. The taller man smirked.
"You're goddamn cute when you do that."
"I'm WHAT?"
"Cute."
"Are you kidding me?"
"Do I look like I'm kidding?"
"Um..."
Taekyeon shook his head, suddenly stepping back and pulling Chansung into a tight hug. The younger, startled by his action, quickly held onto his hyung before his legs gave him. He felt like all his bones had left his body and he was shivering. Furthermore, he was extremly aroused by Taekyeon's uncompleted actions. Pressing his body harder against Taekyeon's, he purred cutely.
"Hyung~"
"Yes?"
"What now?"
Taekyeon let go of the younger, looking at him for a few seconds.
"Now you're going to teach me the routine."
"What?!"
"Are you deaf?"
"Um... but I can't... d-dance with... you know..."
"Oh, is that so?", Taekyeon smirked, wiggling his eyebrows. "Well, now you see what I've been through all the time because of you."
"Because of... me? Wait, what?", Chansung's eyes grew wide. "You mean... you..:"
"Yeah~ kind of. I don't know. You turn me on."
Chansung choked, earning another chuckle.
"What, I thought you noticed it."
"Yeah, well... I thought... Nichkhun or... or maybe Wooyoung... or even Junsu, but me?"
"Why are you so surprised? Are you happy about it?"
"Um..."
Taekyeon smirked, stepping closer again and grabbing Chansung's chin. Pressing their lips together he made excellent use of his tongue, causing the younger man to groan deep in his throat, a sound that made him shiver with excitement. Maybe the maknae was right. Practice could wait.
"What do you think about a hotel?", he asked when he parted their lips again, earning another confused stare.
"Hotel?"
"Let's get a room at a hotel, if you know what I mean. Or don't you want me to continue where I stopped?"
"Oh, eh... sure... um... now?"
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Chansung didn't get an answer but the huge hotel room with the large comfortable bed he ended up in later (the room, not the bed yet) definitely told him that Taekyeon was getting down to business and suddenly all his confidence was gone. Watching the older man take off his jacket he shifted uncomfortably, clearing his throat, catching Taekyeon's attention.
"Are you scared?"
Chansung decided to be honest now that he got so far.
"Um... kind of."
"Don't be."
Taekyeon's hand sneaked around his neck, pulling him into another deep kiss. He gave in, tilting his head a little like the people in the movies always do it, realizing that this way it got a lot easier to move his tongue against Taekyeon's. When the older man pulled away he smiled.
"I'll be gentle, I promise."
"I-I don't want you to... to restrict yourself, hyung! Not just because of me!"
"Oh, just? I'd do a lot more things then restricting myself 'just for you', okay?"
"Oh, um... okay."
Taekyeon shook his head again with a slight smile on his lips. Sometimes Chansung was just too cute. Inwardly squealing excitedly he regained his calmness after a short second of grinning pretty stupidly.
"Come on, sit down."
He motioned to the bed and the younger followed, sitting down carefully.
"Oh, it's so soft~ why don't we have such beds in our dorm?"
"Well, you sleep on the floor, remember? But if that's too uncomfortable...", Taekyeon bend over him, his lips just inches away from Chansung's. "You can always come into my bed, okay?"
"O-okay..."
He kissed him again, longer this time, more passionately, but also more gently. Taekyeon was stunned because every part of the younger man's mouth tasted different, making him want to taste him as much as possible, wondering what the rest of his tempting body tasted like. Getting his knees onto the bed he made Chansung fall back without parting their lips, his elbows digging into the matress at each side of the younger boy's head and he felt Chansung's knees against his hips when he forced his tighs between the maknae's long legs. Chansung's hands sneaked over his hyung's cheeks and around his neck, pulling him even closer and increasingly their kiss got rougher, hotter, more passionate, with their lips parting and their tongues still in touch and once in a while he would take his hyung's lower lip between his teeth, pulling it playfully before running his tongue over it as an apology.
Although Chansung didn't want this mindblowing make-out session to end anytime soon one of Taekyeon's tighs was still pressing against his crotch and with every little move he made his body was craving for more friction.
"Hyung~ are we just going to kiss or what?", he chuckled breathlessly, earning a bright grin.
"No, definitely not. I just want you to feel comfortable before I continue."
"I feel great. Better then ever. It's just..."
"You want me to... hm, help you with this?"
Chansung felt a hand trailing down his clothed upper body until it reached the seam of his jeans and the next second Taekyeon was stroking him roughly through the fabric of his jeans and he moaned louder then he wanted, pressing a hand over his mouth in embarrassment before he nodded.
"As I thought, exactly that. But you know... it's going to hurt. Well, for you."
"I... I know. I mean, I heard of it... but... I believe that you'll keep your promise, hyung."
"I can't promise that it won't hurt."
"I know."
"But what I can promise is that you'll like it."
"Okay."
Chansung smiled breathing calmly while Taekyeon ran his tongue over his lips, his jaw, his throat, getting rid of their clothes piece by piece. Instead of simply ripping the fabric of his body he was going at a slower pace, taking time to run his hands down Chansung's sides before getting rid of his shirt, he mouthed gentle kisses over his stomach and chest while pushing up his wife-beater, kissed the button of his jeans before skillfully opening the zipper with his teeth, causing the younger to moan at the sensation. Running a hand through his dark hair he bit his lips, but remained silent. Everything felt perfect, all the attention Taekyeon gave his body, he felt important and he didn't want to destroy this moment with a stupid remark.
He opened his eyes to look at the older man when his hands left his body, curiously watching him undress himself. With a grin he whistled.
"I'm the one in charge of the whistling here, babe.", Taekyeon grinned and Chansung blushed. "That's right, you're the girl in our relationship."
"Wait, relationship?"
"Do you think I'd do everyone? And don't you dare to say 'um'."
"Oh, but... I... so I'm you're... girlfriend?!"
"No, boyfriend. But you're... at the receiving end, as Nichkhun would probably put it."
"Hyung, I'm still... kind of afraid, to be honest."
"I know. That's normal, but just let me do this. I know what I'm doing and I can promise you that it'll feel nice after a while. Trust me."
"I do."
The older man nodded and bend down, hooking his fingers under the waistband of Chansung's short before pulling them down slowly. Blushing the younger turned his face away, closing his eyes when Taekyeon grabbed his chin to kiss his lips again before slowly, almost painfully slowly, trailing his tongue down his body.
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I'm so sorry! ㅡㅂㅡ I know this was supposed to be the 2nd and last part but FUUUUU I couldn't make it and so I decided to write it in 3 parts~ I hope you're not too mad at me but it's okay if you are, I deserve it ㅇㅜㄴ Anyways, the 1st part was some kind of 'prologue', how one thing lead to another, you know? And this, the 2nd part is the 'foreplay'... the last, 3rd part will be the, well... 'nice part', if you know what I mean! ㅋㅋㅋ So yeah, I promise to write faster! Sorry for making you wait so long for this! ㅠ.ㅠ Again, I'm sorry for any crappy grammar, spelling, vocabulary etc~ Feel free to shower me with criticism! <3
Taekyeon chuckled and Chansung couldn't hold back a light smile that got broken by a loud lustful moan when the older moved his finger into another direction, hitting a secret bundle of nerves that Chansung had only heard of and when he repeated that action he made him see stars and rainbows and immensly bright colors again and again.
"Oh god~ hyung~"
"Good."
When Taekyeon suddenly pulled out his fingers Chansung growled dissatisfied, opening his eyes to look at him.
"W-what..."
"Do you think I'm going to fuck you right here?"
"Um..."
The older chuckled and leaned closer, licking Chansung's lips before bending down and arranging his clothes again. Pulling up the younger man's sweatpants and sliding the wifebeater down on his shivering body he smiled, simply looking at him until the younger shifted uncomfortable, biting his lips in an attempt to keep himself from saying something stupid. The taller man smirked.
"You're goddamn cute when you do that."
"I'm WHAT?"
"Cute."
"Are you kidding me?"
"Do I look like I'm kidding?"
"Um..."
Taekyeon shook his head, suddenly stepping back and pulling Chansung into a tight hug. The younger, startled by his action, quickly held onto his hyung before his legs gave him. He felt like all his bones had left his body and he was shivering. Furthermore, he was extremly aroused by Taekyeon's uncompleted actions. Pressing his body harder against Taekyeon's, he purred cutely.
"Hyung~"
"Yes?"
"What now?"
Taekyeon let go of the younger, looking at him for a few seconds.
"Now you're going to teach me the routine."
"What?!"
"Are you deaf?"
"Um... but I can't... d-dance with... you know..."
"Oh, is that so?", Taekyeon smirked, wiggling his eyebrows. "Well, now you see what I've been through all the time because of you."
"Because of... me? Wait, what?", Chansung's eyes grew wide. "You mean... you..:"
"Yeah~ kind of. I don't know. You turn me on."
Chansung choked, earning another chuckle.
"What, I thought you noticed it."
"Yeah, well... I thought... Nichkhun or... or maybe Wooyoung... or even Junsu, but me?"
"Why are you so surprised? Are you happy about it?"
"Um..."
Taekyeon smirked, stepping closer again and grabbing Chansung's chin. Pressing their lips together he made excellent use of his tongue, causing the younger man to groan deep in his throat, a sound that made him shiver with excitement. Maybe the maknae was right. Practice could wait.
"What do you think about a hotel?", he asked when he parted their lips again, earning another confused stare.
"Hotel?"
"Let's get a room at a hotel, if you know what I mean. Or don't you want me to continue where I stopped?"
"Oh, eh... sure... um... now?"
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Chansung didn't get an answer but the huge hotel room with the large comfortable bed he ended up in later (the room, not the bed yet) definitely told him that Taekyeon was getting down to business and suddenly all his confidence was gone. Watching the older man take off his jacket he shifted uncomfortably, clearing his throat, catching Taekyeon's attention.
"Are you scared?"
Chansung decided to be honest now that he got so far.
"Um... kind of."
"Don't be."
Taekyeon's hand sneaked around his neck, pulling him into another deep kiss. He gave in, tilting his head a little like the people in the movies always do it, realizing that this way it got a lot easier to move his tongue against Taekyeon's. When the older man pulled away he smiled.
"I'll be gentle, I promise."
"I-I don't want you to... to restrict yourself, hyung! Not just because of me!"
"Oh, just? I'd do a lot more things then restricting myself 'just for you', okay?"
"Oh, um... okay."
Taekyeon shook his head again with a slight smile on his lips. Sometimes Chansung was just too cute. Inwardly squealing excitedly he regained his calmness after a short second of grinning pretty stupidly.
"Come on, sit down."
He motioned to the bed and the younger followed, sitting down carefully.
"Oh, it's so soft~ why don't we have such beds in our dorm?"
"Well, you sleep on the floor, remember? But if that's too uncomfortable...", Taekyeon bend over him, his lips just inches away from Chansung's. "You can always come into my bed, okay?"
"O-okay..."
He kissed him again, longer this time, more passionately, but also more gently. Taekyeon was stunned because every part of the younger man's mouth tasted different, making him want to taste him as much as possible, wondering what the rest of his tempting body tasted like. Getting his knees onto the bed he made Chansung fall back without parting their lips, his elbows digging into the matress at each side of the younger boy's head and he felt Chansung's knees against his hips when he forced his tighs between the maknae's long legs. Chansung's hands sneaked over his hyung's cheeks and around his neck, pulling him even closer and increasingly their kiss got rougher, hotter, more passionate, with their lips parting and their tongues still in touch and once in a while he would take his hyung's lower lip between his teeth, pulling it playfully before running his tongue over it as an apology.
Although Chansung didn't want this mindblowing make-out session to end anytime soon one of Taekyeon's tighs was still pressing against his crotch and with every little move he made his body was craving for more friction.
"Hyung~ are we just going to kiss or what?", he chuckled breathlessly, earning a bright grin.
"No, definitely not. I just want you to feel comfortable before I continue."
"I feel great. Better then ever. It's just..."
"You want me to... hm, help you with this?"
Chansung felt a hand trailing down his clothed upper body until it reached the seam of his jeans and the next second Taekyeon was stroking him roughly through the fabric of his jeans and he moaned louder then he wanted, pressing a hand over his mouth in embarrassment before he nodded.
"As I thought, exactly that. But you know... it's going to hurt. Well, for you."
"I... I know. I mean, I heard of it... but... I believe that you'll keep your promise, hyung."
"I can't promise that it won't hurt."
"I know."
"But what I can promise is that you'll like it."
"Okay."
Chansung smiled breathing calmly while Taekyeon ran his tongue over his lips, his jaw, his throat, getting rid of their clothes piece by piece. Instead of simply ripping the fabric of his body he was going at a slower pace, taking time to run his hands down Chansung's sides before getting rid of his shirt, he mouthed gentle kisses over his stomach and chest while pushing up his wife-beater, kissed the button of his jeans before skillfully opening the zipper with his teeth, causing the younger to moan at the sensation. Running a hand through his dark hair he bit his lips, but remained silent. Everything felt perfect, all the attention Taekyeon gave his body, he felt important and he didn't want to destroy this moment with a stupid remark.
He opened his eyes to look at the older man when his hands left his body, curiously watching him undress himself. With a grin he whistled.
"I'm the one in charge of the whistling here, babe.", Taekyeon grinned and Chansung blushed. "That's right, you're the girl in our relationship."
"Wait, relationship?"
"Do you think I'd do everyone? And don't you dare to say 'um'."
"Oh, but... I... so I'm you're... girlfriend?!"
"No, boyfriend. But you're... at the receiving end, as Nichkhun would probably put it."
"Hyung, I'm still... kind of afraid, to be honest."
"I know. That's normal, but just let me do this. I know what I'm doing and I can promise you that it'll feel nice after a while. Trust me."
"I do."
The older man nodded and bend down, hooking his fingers under the waistband of Chansung's short before pulling them down slowly. Blushing the younger turned his face away, closing his eyes when Taekyeon grabbed his chin to kiss his lips again before slowly, almost painfully slowly, trailing his tongue down his body.
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I'm so sorry! ㅡㅂㅡ I know this was supposed to be the 2nd and last part but FUUUUU I couldn't make it and so I decided to write it in 3 parts~ I hope you're not too mad at me but it's okay if you are, I deserve it ㅇㅜㄴ Anyways, the 1st part was some kind of 'prologue', how one thing lead to another, you know? And this, the 2nd part is the 'foreplay'... the last, 3rd part will be the, well... 'nice part', if you know what I mean! ㅋㅋㅋ So yeah, I promise to write faster! Sorry for making you wait so long for this! ㅠ.ㅠ Again, I'm sorry for any crappy grammar, spelling, vocabulary etc~ Feel free to shower me with criticism! <3