morning treat
Title: Morning Treat
Pairing: Yongguk/Himchan
Rating: NC-17
Length: 2200+ words
Summary: Himchan finds a new way to say good morning.
Note: Hello! This is my first time posting on Livejournal~ This fic was originally written for my life partner habamut and published on my tumblr for Yongguk's birthday.
Yongguk loved mornings.
He could say it had always been his favorite part of the day. He considered himself lucky, having a job that didn't require him to wake up early and rush away, a job that he loved, nonetheless. Being a producer and songwriter, more often than not he would go to sleep when most people woke up, spending the night hunched over a desk in a dimly lit studio, trying to remember the right words (the ones that had suddenly hit him while he was taking a shower,) and put them into a sentence, spelling rhyme after rhyme under his breath until he reached that nice flow, that perfect rhythm, and music would just come by itself, then, sloppily written on a music sheet at 5 AM in the morning.
However, that wasn't the regular course of things. It would only happen at times, when the inspiration was too strong and sudden to be put aside and taken care of the next day. Most of the time, Yongguk could do as he pleased.
Freedom was a perk of his job, and a necessity at the same time. Freedom, creativity and love: love for what he did, love that occasionally managed to creep into his lyrics, strong and obnoxious. The very same love that slept beside him every night in the pretty form of a Kim Himchan.
Himchan usually slept longer than him, cuddled up in his side, and Yongguk liked to watch him, to let his eyes take in all the beautiful marks on his skin, like the little moles on the left side of his chin and eye, the pouty lips and long eyelashes. Yongguk thought that he would never get tired of this, of waking up with legs tangled up in his and a bunch of blonde hair tickling his chest. Even though Himchan drooled and kicked him in his sleep, Yongguk still thought that Himchan was all kind of perfect, with the warm rays of sun seeping through the curtains and framing his face, his skin almost shimmering.
In the lazy morning light, Yongguk would cup Himchan's cheek and caress it gently, a light touch of fingertips. He would kiss the top of his head (one, two, three times), his forehead, and eventually move from beneath Himchan onto his side to kiss him on the lips. Himchan would scrunch up his nose, smack his lips and call Yongguk gross, but then he would look at him with sleepy, slightly crossed eyes and a goofy smile, looking so young that Yongguk would kiss him again and again, whispering “good morning, baby” on his lips (and Himchan would call him gross again because he'd kissed him with morning breath.)
Not this morning though.
Yongguk woke up to a tickling feeling in his thighs. Confused, he looked to his side only to find that Himchan wasn't there. He frowned, still drowsy and not quite sure if he was awake or just imagining things, and tried to hoist himself up on his elbows, only to feel himself being held down by something heavy. That's when Yongguk noticed the little lump in the sheets, just above his legs. As his senses came to life second by second, he started to realize what was happening when he felt the lump shift, and a hot, wet tongue trailing up his inner thigh.
Oh.
"Himchan?" Yongguk called out, his voice low and scratchy. He heard a soft hum coming from the lump, and sighed when he felt Himchan nibble at the skin of his thigh, rolling the flesh between his teeth lightly and releasing it to press his lips against the reddening spot.
"What are you doing?" Yongguk mumbled, getting slightly flustered from being caught by surprise like this, although the surprise was pleasant, to say the least. Himchan hummed again, a low drawn out sound, completely ignoring his boyfriend's question in favor of scattering open-mouthed kisses all over the expanse of Yongguk's thighs, drawing wet paths on his skin and tracing them with his fingers. Himchan kept going up, sucking a bit here and biting there, loving the taste of Yongguk's skin and the scent of his body, warm, musky and essential, like Yongguk himself. He heard Yongguk exhale again before he felt the sheets being lifted from his head, and looked up to see the other staring at him with dark, curious eyes.
"Good morning," Himchan whispered, smiling up sweetly at Yongguk. And it really was a paradox, Yongguk thought, how innocent he could look with his face barely an inch away from someone's dick. Yongguk chuckled and shook his head, trying to suppress a smile at the sight of Himchan with mussed hair and shiny, smiling lips. The blonde crawled over to Yongguk and kissed him quickly, leaving Yongguk still leaning into it before going back to his previous spot. He looked up at Yongguk again, very less innocent and much more daring, and smirked.
"Lay down, Guk-ah," Himchan cooed, trailing one hand up Yongguk's torso and pushing him down slowly. Yongguk complied, moving the sheets away from Himchan to have a nice view of his boyfriend, before letting his head rest on the soft pillows again, groaning softly when Himchan brushed his fingers over his nipples. He laid back and let Himchan take control, pliant to let the other have his way on him. Yongguk closed his eyes, sleepiness still pulling at him along with a tingling sensation in his body, and focused his senses on Himchan and Himchan only, on the hand roaming his torso and the mouth leaving butterfly kisses along the waistband of his boxers.
He felt Himchan nuzzle the soft hair of his happy trail, licking and kissing his way up to his navel and plunging his tongue in it, earning a low moan from Yongguk. Smirking, the blonde went down again and mouthed Yongguk's erection through the fabric. Yongguk growled, bucking up his hips and tangling his fingers in the blond hair. Himchan felt satisfaction, having his boyfriend already writhing under him. Yongguk's dick throbbed in his mouth and Himchan bit down on it lightly before licking a stripe up the black cotton.
"Fuck, Himchan," Yongguk huffed, looking down at the blonde with dark, lust filled eyes. "Just take them off." Himchan chuckled, pulling himself up to look at Yongguk with a smug grin and playful eyes. He replaced the mouth on Yongguk's dick with his hand, slowly massaging it in circling motions, the friction of the fabric only adding to the pleasure. Himchan kept his gaze on Yongguk, watching his eyebrows furrow and his mouth fall open as Yongguk released a shuddering breath.
"So demanding," Himchan teased, chuckling when Yongguk shot him a glare. He was more than willing to comply, though, and moved to Yongguk's crotch again, sloppily kissing up his inner thighs (because that was what Himchan was, Yongguk thought, a fucking tease,) before finally moving to Yongguk's prodding erection and pushing the black fabric down.
Yongguk hummed and closed his eyes again, his dick bouncing up. He was already hard and Himchan didn't waste time wrapping his hand around the thick length, pumping it and feeling it grow into his hand. Himchan could feel his own dick twitch too, just by doing this, just by making Yongguk feel good. Yongguk moaned as the hand on his dick moved faster, and so did Himchan, before lowering himself and licking the head in a swift motion. The older breathed heavily, locking his eyes with Himchan as he kept lapping his cock gracefully, never hesitating, never faltering.
The lapping turned into something more, Himchan pressing his tongue flat against the underside of his length and licking it fully, covering it in spit and taking the head into his mouth seconds after. Yongguk groaned loudly, throwing his head back and tightening the hold on Himchan's hair as the blonde went down on him quickly.
Himchan sucked around the head repeatedly, circling his tongue around it and dipping it in the slit. He took the thick length, sucking the hot flesh into his mouth and slightly dragging his teeth on the skin when he went back up. He could hear Yongguk mutter a low 'fuck' under his breath as he started thrusting his hips shallowly into Himchan's mouth, the blonde taking it eagerly, bobbing his head up and down. Himchan looked up at Yongguk from time to time, and he looked so fucking good, elated. He suddenly left Yongguk's dick with a pop, panting softly and staring at him with half-lidded eyes and those pouty lips of his open, glistening with spit, and Yongguk couldn't help himself from sitting up and kissing him. He cradled Himchan's face in his hands and kissed him, letting his tongue brush against Himchan's, tangling lazily.
Himchan seemed to melt into Yongguk before he moaned and pulled away, moving back between Yongguk's legs and taking his dick in his mouth again, humming against the length and sending shivers down Yongguk's spine. He slackened his jaw and deep-throathed him, earning the most beautiful moan from Yongguk, the one that pushed Himchan to put a hand in his own boxers and jerk off. Himchan pulled back to breathe and took him in his mouth again until his nose was pressed against Yongguk's pelvis, nuzzling the soft dark hair and breathing in his scent, the scent of sex, of sweat, of Yongguk, Yongguk, Yongguk.
Himchan clenched his throat and Yongguk growled, cupping Himchan's face and pulling his head back, only to snap his hips up into his mouth. Himchan moaned around the length, fastening the strokes on his own dick and hollowing his cheeks more until Yongguk started fucking his mouth thoroughly, slow but careful to hit the back of his throat every single time.
"Oh fuck, baby," Yongguk murmured, his voice a low, growl, yet dripping love in every letter, every syllable, pause and breath. Himchan could feel the taste of precum on his lips, and he knew Yongguk was close. He pulled his head back to suck around Yongguk's head only, wrapping his hand around the base of Yongguk's dick and squeezing a bit, feeling it pulse and throb. He looked at Yongguk, the flush on his neck and the tousled black hair falling in his eyes, his full lips swollen and beautiful. Yongguk looked back at him and Himchan could see the slight confusion in his eyes as he pulled off his dick. Himchan kept staring at Yongguk, at the change in his eyes when he dipped his head down to lick his balls.
Yongguk huffed a chocked moan, breathing heavily as Himchan fondled the skin in his hand, alternating between teasingly trailing the tip of his tongue on his balls and pressing it flat on, lapping up the tense skin.
"Shit, what are you doing Himchan-" Yongguk said, his voice so husky, so thick with arousal that Himchan could barely make out what he said. The blonde didn't answer, just glanced at him and kept going. Even though yongguk wasn't probably expecting it, Himchan knew he was loving every single second of it. Himchan dared more, sucking one of his balls into his mouth, humming as Yongguk inhaled, tensed and exhaled sharply. Himchan took the other into his mouth and started pumping Yongguk's dick again. Feeling how close Yongguk was, he pulled off and wrapped his lips around his dick, bobbing his head a couple of times and licking around the head.
He let Yongguk fuck his mouth again, his pace faster and uncoordinated, before he felt that familiar throb, and Yongguk pushed his hips up and came inside his mouth, hot and hard. Himchan moaned content, swallowing every drop, he let Yongguk ride out his climax, milking him. Himchan stroked his own dick then, rough and dry, and pulled off, hiding his face in Yongguk's thigh and cumming in his boxers. When they both came down from their highs, Himchan pressed a kiss to the head of Yongguk's cock, and smiled up at him. He tucked him back into his boxers and patted his crotch, making Yongguk snort lightly, before crawling back into his lover's arms.
Yongguk was glowing in Himchan's eyes, he never looked more beautiful and blissful. Yongguk looked at Himchan with half-lidded eyes, sleep taking over him again, but not before he cradled Himchan into his arms and hugged him, not leaving a single inch of his body untouched. Himchan smiled up at him lovingly, draping his arms around his neck, and Yongguk smiled too, gums and all, the kind of smile Himchan loved because Yongguk reserved to him only. They kissed for a minute, or two, for a while maybe. When they pulled back Yongguk caressed Himchan's face and sighed.
"How much I love you," Yongguk whispered, kissing the tip of Himchan's nose. Himchan grinned, biting his lip.
“So much for a blowjob,” Himchan said, earning a smack on the chest and a gross pout. “I love you too,” he said, kissing his sleepy man again. Then Himchan pulled up the covers, and laid his head on Yongguk's chest, snuggling into it, sighing softly when Yongguk started threading his fingers through his hair.
It was a good start for a good day.
They could catch up on some sleep now.
Pairing: Yongguk/Himchan
Rating: NC-17
Length: 2200+ words
Summary: Himchan finds a new way to say good morning.
Note: Hello! This is my first time posting on Livejournal~ This fic was originally written for my life partner habamut and published on my tumblr for Yongguk's birthday.
Yongguk loved mornings.
He could say it had always been his favorite part of the day. He considered himself lucky, having a job that didn't require him to wake up early and rush away, a job that he loved, nonetheless. Being a producer and songwriter, more often than not he would go to sleep when most people woke up, spending the night hunched over a desk in a dimly lit studio, trying to remember the right words (the ones that had suddenly hit him while he was taking a shower,) and put them into a sentence, spelling rhyme after rhyme under his breath until he reached that nice flow, that perfect rhythm, and music would just come by itself, then, sloppily written on a music sheet at 5 AM in the morning.
However, that wasn't the regular course of things. It would only happen at times, when the inspiration was too strong and sudden to be put aside and taken care of the next day. Most of the time, Yongguk could do as he pleased.
Freedom was a perk of his job, and a necessity at the same time. Freedom, creativity and love: love for what he did, love that occasionally managed to creep into his lyrics, strong and obnoxious. The very same love that slept beside him every night in the pretty form of a Kim Himchan.
Himchan usually slept longer than him, cuddled up in his side, and Yongguk liked to watch him, to let his eyes take in all the beautiful marks on his skin, like the little moles on the left side of his chin and eye, the pouty lips and long eyelashes. Yongguk thought that he would never get tired of this, of waking up with legs tangled up in his and a bunch of blonde hair tickling his chest. Even though Himchan drooled and kicked him in his sleep, Yongguk still thought that Himchan was all kind of perfect, with the warm rays of sun seeping through the curtains and framing his face, his skin almost shimmering.
In the lazy morning light, Yongguk would cup Himchan's cheek and caress it gently, a light touch of fingertips. He would kiss the top of his head (one, two, three times), his forehead, and eventually move from beneath Himchan onto his side to kiss him on the lips. Himchan would scrunch up his nose, smack his lips and call Yongguk gross, but then he would look at him with sleepy, slightly crossed eyes and a goofy smile, looking so young that Yongguk would kiss him again and again, whispering “good morning, baby” on his lips (and Himchan would call him gross again because he'd kissed him with morning breath.)
Not this morning though.
Yongguk woke up to a tickling feeling in his thighs. Confused, he looked to his side only to find that Himchan wasn't there. He frowned, still drowsy and not quite sure if he was awake or just imagining things, and tried to hoist himself up on his elbows, only to feel himself being held down by something heavy. That's when Yongguk noticed the little lump in the sheets, just above his legs. As his senses came to life second by second, he started to realize what was happening when he felt the lump shift, and a hot, wet tongue trailing up his inner thigh.
Oh.
"Himchan?" Yongguk called out, his voice low and scratchy. He heard a soft hum coming from the lump, and sighed when he felt Himchan nibble at the skin of his thigh, rolling the flesh between his teeth lightly and releasing it to press his lips against the reddening spot.
"What are you doing?" Yongguk mumbled, getting slightly flustered from being caught by surprise like this, although the surprise was pleasant, to say the least. Himchan hummed again, a low drawn out sound, completely ignoring his boyfriend's question in favor of scattering open-mouthed kisses all over the expanse of Yongguk's thighs, drawing wet paths on his skin and tracing them with his fingers. Himchan kept going up, sucking a bit here and biting there, loving the taste of Yongguk's skin and the scent of his body, warm, musky and essential, like Yongguk himself. He heard Yongguk exhale again before he felt the sheets being lifted from his head, and looked up to see the other staring at him with dark, curious eyes.
"Good morning," Himchan whispered, smiling up sweetly at Yongguk. And it really was a paradox, Yongguk thought, how innocent he could look with his face barely an inch away from someone's dick. Yongguk chuckled and shook his head, trying to suppress a smile at the sight of Himchan with mussed hair and shiny, smiling lips. The blonde crawled over to Yongguk and kissed him quickly, leaving Yongguk still leaning into it before going back to his previous spot. He looked up at Yongguk again, very less innocent and much more daring, and smirked.
"Lay down, Guk-ah," Himchan cooed, trailing one hand up Yongguk's torso and pushing him down slowly. Yongguk complied, moving the sheets away from Himchan to have a nice view of his boyfriend, before letting his head rest on the soft pillows again, groaning softly when Himchan brushed his fingers over his nipples. He laid back and let Himchan take control, pliant to let the other have his way on him. Yongguk closed his eyes, sleepiness still pulling at him along with a tingling sensation in his body, and focused his senses on Himchan and Himchan only, on the hand roaming his torso and the mouth leaving butterfly kisses along the waistband of his boxers.
He felt Himchan nuzzle the soft hair of his happy trail, licking and kissing his way up to his navel and plunging his tongue in it, earning a low moan from Yongguk. Smirking, the blonde went down again and mouthed Yongguk's erection through the fabric. Yongguk growled, bucking up his hips and tangling his fingers in the blond hair. Himchan felt satisfaction, having his boyfriend already writhing under him. Yongguk's dick throbbed in his mouth and Himchan bit down on it lightly before licking a stripe up the black cotton.
"Fuck, Himchan," Yongguk huffed, looking down at the blonde with dark, lust filled eyes. "Just take them off." Himchan chuckled, pulling himself up to look at Yongguk with a smug grin and playful eyes. He replaced the mouth on Yongguk's dick with his hand, slowly massaging it in circling motions, the friction of the fabric only adding to the pleasure. Himchan kept his gaze on Yongguk, watching his eyebrows furrow and his mouth fall open as Yongguk released a shuddering breath.
"So demanding," Himchan teased, chuckling when Yongguk shot him a glare. He was more than willing to comply, though, and moved to Yongguk's crotch again, sloppily kissing up his inner thighs (because that was what Himchan was, Yongguk thought, a fucking tease,) before finally moving to Yongguk's prodding erection and pushing the black fabric down.
Yongguk hummed and closed his eyes again, his dick bouncing up. He was already hard and Himchan didn't waste time wrapping his hand around the thick length, pumping it and feeling it grow into his hand. Himchan could feel his own dick twitch too, just by doing this, just by making Yongguk feel good. Yongguk moaned as the hand on his dick moved faster, and so did Himchan, before lowering himself and licking the head in a swift motion. The older breathed heavily, locking his eyes with Himchan as he kept lapping his cock gracefully, never hesitating, never faltering.
The lapping turned into something more, Himchan pressing his tongue flat against the underside of his length and licking it fully, covering it in spit and taking the head into his mouth seconds after. Yongguk groaned loudly, throwing his head back and tightening the hold on Himchan's hair as the blonde went down on him quickly.
Himchan sucked around the head repeatedly, circling his tongue around it and dipping it in the slit. He took the thick length, sucking the hot flesh into his mouth and slightly dragging his teeth on the skin when he went back up. He could hear Yongguk mutter a low 'fuck' under his breath as he started thrusting his hips shallowly into Himchan's mouth, the blonde taking it eagerly, bobbing his head up and down. Himchan looked up at Yongguk from time to time, and he looked so fucking good, elated. He suddenly left Yongguk's dick with a pop, panting softly and staring at him with half-lidded eyes and those pouty lips of his open, glistening with spit, and Yongguk couldn't help himself from sitting up and kissing him. He cradled Himchan's face in his hands and kissed him, letting his tongue brush against Himchan's, tangling lazily.
Himchan seemed to melt into Yongguk before he moaned and pulled away, moving back between Yongguk's legs and taking his dick in his mouth again, humming against the length and sending shivers down Yongguk's spine. He slackened his jaw and deep-throathed him, earning the most beautiful moan from Yongguk, the one that pushed Himchan to put a hand in his own boxers and jerk off. Himchan pulled back to breathe and took him in his mouth again until his nose was pressed against Yongguk's pelvis, nuzzling the soft dark hair and breathing in his scent, the scent of sex, of sweat, of Yongguk, Yongguk, Yongguk.
Himchan clenched his throat and Yongguk growled, cupping Himchan's face and pulling his head back, only to snap his hips up into his mouth. Himchan moaned around the length, fastening the strokes on his own dick and hollowing his cheeks more until Yongguk started fucking his mouth thoroughly, slow but careful to hit the back of his throat every single time.
"Oh fuck, baby," Yongguk murmured, his voice a low, growl, yet dripping love in every letter, every syllable, pause and breath. Himchan could feel the taste of precum on his lips, and he knew Yongguk was close. He pulled his head back to suck around Yongguk's head only, wrapping his hand around the base of Yongguk's dick and squeezing a bit, feeling it pulse and throb. He looked at Yongguk, the flush on his neck and the tousled black hair falling in his eyes, his full lips swollen and beautiful. Yongguk looked back at him and Himchan could see the slight confusion in his eyes as he pulled off his dick. Himchan kept staring at Yongguk, at the change in his eyes when he dipped his head down to lick his balls.
Yongguk huffed a chocked moan, breathing heavily as Himchan fondled the skin in his hand, alternating between teasingly trailing the tip of his tongue on his balls and pressing it flat on, lapping up the tense skin.
"Shit, what are you doing Himchan-" Yongguk said, his voice so husky, so thick with arousal that Himchan could barely make out what he said. The blonde didn't answer, just glanced at him and kept going. Even though yongguk wasn't probably expecting it, Himchan knew he was loving every single second of it. Himchan dared more, sucking one of his balls into his mouth, humming as Yongguk inhaled, tensed and exhaled sharply. Himchan took the other into his mouth and started pumping Yongguk's dick again. Feeling how close Yongguk was, he pulled off and wrapped his lips around his dick, bobbing his head a couple of times and licking around the head.
He let Yongguk fuck his mouth again, his pace faster and uncoordinated, before he felt that familiar throb, and Yongguk pushed his hips up and came inside his mouth, hot and hard. Himchan moaned content, swallowing every drop, he let Yongguk ride out his climax, milking him. Himchan stroked his own dick then, rough and dry, and pulled off, hiding his face in Yongguk's thigh and cumming in his boxers. When they both came down from their highs, Himchan pressed a kiss to the head of Yongguk's cock, and smiled up at him. He tucked him back into his boxers and patted his crotch, making Yongguk snort lightly, before crawling back into his lover's arms.
Yongguk was glowing in Himchan's eyes, he never looked more beautiful and blissful. Yongguk looked at Himchan with half-lidded eyes, sleep taking over him again, but not before he cradled Himchan into his arms and hugged him, not leaving a single inch of his body untouched. Himchan smiled up at him lovingly, draping his arms around his neck, and Yongguk smiled too, gums and all, the kind of smile Himchan loved because Yongguk reserved to him only. They kissed for a minute, or two, for a while maybe. When they pulled back Yongguk caressed Himchan's face and sighed.
"How much I love you," Yongguk whispered, kissing the tip of Himchan's nose. Himchan grinned, biting his lip.
“So much for a blowjob,” Himchan said, earning a smack on the chest and a gross pout. “I love you too,” he said, kissing his sleepy man again. Then Himchan pulled up the covers, and laid his head on Yongguk's chest, snuggling into it, sighing softly when Yongguk started threading his fingers through his hair.
It was a good start for a good day.
They could catch up on some sleep now.