Short: Fucking Green
Fucking Green
Minho/Key ; NC-17
The kitchen, it gleams with cleanliness.
What Key and Minho are doing in the kitchen, is not clean.
“God, Minho,” Kibum manages to rasp, almost breathless as he feels fingers plunge into his rear. It’s hot, lube abused and enjoyable to every fucking pump of fingers fucking him. Minho lays kisses on untouched skin between Kibum’s creamy pale skin, bruising, marking territory where possible.
Kibum is belly flat onto marble counter, breathing harshly against the cool surface that slowly turned warm with every course movement his body makes under Minho. His legs dig right into the cabinet; pants right at his knees scrape the wooden surface. His shirt, is somehow yanked above his chest, crumpled, and uncared for.
Minho sucks sweet skin, slowly moving to Kibum’s ear, panting right into his lobe. He parts out chuckle and it makes Kibum irritated that he’s actually playful at such a crucial time. “ This only happens once in a fucking lifetime when no one is home besides us, fun isn’t it?” Kibum doesn’t know whether to answer or just feel the finger penetration.
He decides to answer, with a “Su-su-sure, f-fun,”, because the heat from liquefied fingers leave his entrance, making him whimper for the loss of heat, he almost growls and wants to pounce Minho for temporarily leaving him at a hazy, lust-enduced state.
A combination of sweat, lube and pre-cum drip down onto the spotless floor and Kibum’s leg, his erection furiously throbbing for a touch. “Minho, holy fucking shit I’m dying here,” He manages to whine but only to feel the taller boy’s body warmth against his own. “What the Hell were you do--ing!”
Minho gives a dirty smug smile, leaning against Kibum and continued his kissing, sucking and licking. The other boy feels an odd sensation right at his entrance as some sort of object is being thrusted right into his ass. He moans to it as it seeps in deep, almost touching his pleasure spot.
“Do you like that, Kibum?” Minho asks between kisses, feeling the boy’s body heave up and down with harsh breathing. His free hand travels to Kibum’s crying erection and began to mercilessly pump it as he did the same with the ‘object’ in Kibum.
“Ngh, Minho ah--” The older boy only cries, mewling and twitching to the touch. It felt so good though.
“If you must know what this is, it’s a cucumber. Don’t worry--” Kibum feels slightly incoherent but gives out a suppressed muffle, his cheeks feeling a bit more hotter than before. “I put a pretty little condom before doing this.”
A fucking cucumber?
The state of pleasure was too high for Kibum to care if he was cucumber-fucked or not. It wasn’t a Kirby, those fat and stubby little green cucumber for certain, this thing was comparable to Minho himself. It was damn huge.
As the room seemed to steam and only echo Kibum’s moans, cucumbers didn’t seem like such a bad idea. But than again, “God Choi Minho, you are never doing this with a cucumber ever again!”
The taller boy only smirks, shrugging at Kibum’s order and listened to the wondrous obscenities coming out of such a pretty mouth. Oh, he was going to use the vegetable again if it did amazing things now.
“Sure, Kibum, sure.”
* Time to do homework ~
Minho/Key ; NC-17
The kitchen, it gleams with cleanliness.
What Key and Minho are doing in the kitchen, is not clean.
“God, Minho,” Kibum manages to rasp, almost breathless as he feels fingers plunge into his rear. It’s hot, lube abused and enjoyable to every fucking pump of fingers fucking him. Minho lays kisses on untouched skin between Kibum’s creamy pale skin, bruising, marking territory where possible.
Kibum is belly flat onto marble counter, breathing harshly against the cool surface that slowly turned warm with every course movement his body makes under Minho. His legs dig right into the cabinet; pants right at his knees scrape the wooden surface. His shirt, is somehow yanked above his chest, crumpled, and uncared for.
Minho sucks sweet skin, slowly moving to Kibum’s ear, panting right into his lobe. He parts out chuckle and it makes Kibum irritated that he’s actually playful at such a crucial time. “ This only happens once in a fucking lifetime when no one is home besides us, fun isn’t it?” Kibum doesn’t know whether to answer or just feel the finger penetration.
He decides to answer, with a “Su-su-sure, f-fun,”, because the heat from liquefied fingers leave his entrance, making him whimper for the loss of heat, he almost growls and wants to pounce Minho for temporarily leaving him at a hazy, lust-enduced state.
A combination of sweat, lube and pre-cum drip down onto the spotless floor and Kibum’s leg, his erection furiously throbbing for a touch. “Minho, holy fucking shit I’m dying here,” He manages to whine but only to feel the taller boy’s body warmth against his own. “What the Hell were you do--ing!”
Minho gives a dirty smug smile, leaning against Kibum and continued his kissing, sucking and licking. The other boy feels an odd sensation right at his entrance as some sort of object is being thrusted right into his ass. He moans to it as it seeps in deep, almost touching his pleasure spot.
“Do you like that, Kibum?” Minho asks between kisses, feeling the boy’s body heave up and down with harsh breathing. His free hand travels to Kibum’s crying erection and began to mercilessly pump it as he did the same with the ‘object’ in Kibum.
“Ngh, Minho ah--” The older boy only cries, mewling and twitching to the touch. It felt so good though.
“If you must know what this is, it’s a cucumber. Don’t worry--” Kibum feels slightly incoherent but gives out a suppressed muffle, his cheeks feeling a bit more hotter than before. “I put a pretty little condom before doing this.”
A fucking cucumber?
The state of pleasure was too high for Kibum to care if he was cucumber-fucked or not. It wasn’t a Kirby, those fat and stubby little green cucumber for certain, this thing was comparable to Minho himself. It was damn huge.
As the room seemed to steam and only echo Kibum’s moans, cucumbers didn’t seem like such a bad idea. But than again, “God Choi Minho, you are never doing this with a cucumber ever again!”
The taller boy only smirks, shrugging at Kibum’s order and listened to the wondrous obscenities coming out of such a pretty mouth. Oh, he was going to use the vegetable again if it did amazing things now.
“Sure, Kibum, sure.”
* Time to do homework ~