wait for me.
wait for me
rating: nc-17
length: 2218 words.
Author's note: Title has got nothing to do with the story. I have never tried writing smut before so this is also my first attempt. I didn't get to read this through so there might be a lot of mistakes as well. made for this prompt on epm! Hopefully the OP likes this. Thank you for reading!
All Kyungsoo wanted to do when he reached his bedroom was to sleep and wake up when they have to head to the airport in two days, for their solo concert in Beijing. The practices he had been doing on his own with his vocal teachers as well as dividing his time to record his parts for their next album are slowly taking its toll on his body. Kyungsoo is so tired that he really just want to pass out on his bed. His comfortable, big bed.
The moment he stepped in to his room, Kyungsoo's breath hitched in his throat and his entire body froze. Chanyeol's sputtering some nonsense towards him - he doesn't listen, his attention focused on something else that's enticing - and his jaw dropped slightly as he stared at how unabashed Chanyeol currently is: legs spread wide on his bed and three fingers in his own hole. Kyungsoo swallows the lump on his throat and automatically, his body moved forward, closing the door behind him and pushing the lock on their door. He stumbles toward his bed and stops when his knees hit the mattress.
“K-kyungsoo?” Chanyeol feels the tip of his ears burning. He knows he doesn't need to look at the mirror to see how red they are and how red his entire face is. He really thought he had enough time to pleasure himself. He had not counted on Kyungsoo coming home early. Despite having stayed with Kyungsoo for the longest time, Chanyeol has never really gotten caught pleasuring himself like this. Most of the time, he does it with Kyungsoo and every now and then, he gets to fuck around with Jongin, sometimes Baekhyun and Sehun. But he mostly only ever does it Kyungsoo, at least now that they are sort of, unofficially, together.
“Are you going to help or are you just going to stand there?” Chanyeol asks breathlessly. If it had been any other member, Chanyeol would have personally thrown them out of his bedroom but seeing as it was Kyungsoo and the last time they fucked was too long ago for Chanyeol's liking (in reality, it has only been three days since Kyungsoo last bent him over their sofa and fucked him from behind). His thighs are starting to shake as he keeps on pushing the three lubed fingers in and out of his hole.
Kyungsoo smirked and resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Chanyeol can be quite demanding sometimes, he thinks to himself as he slowly removes his t-shirt, eyes never leaving the fingers that is starting to gain speed. Swallowing the lump in his throat, Kyungsoo lets out a muffled groan when the cold air greeted his now half-hard cock. He slowly moved and knelt in front of Chanyeol's spread legs, enjoying the view. Kyungsoo lifted the MacBook Chanyeol had placed on his stomach and closed the monitor before setting it on the table near his bed. He wouldn't want anything to happen to Chanyeol's MacBook lest he wants the man to whine about it, forever.
“How long have you been doing this?” Kyungsoo asked as he settled in front of Chanyeol once more, hand slowly gripping the base of his cock, giving it a slow pump.
With no monitor nor porn to look at, Chanyeol tried to focus his attention on the way Kyungsoo was pumping his cock. He licked his suddenly dry lips and slowed down. He glanced at the clock when Kyungsoo nudged him slightly and gulped as he stares back at Kyungsoo. “Almost an hour,” He murmured and Kyungsoo hums in pleasure as he used his free hand to slowly rub Chanyeol's knee. Kyungsoo really love Chanyeol's knees.
Leaning forward, Kyungsoo pressed his lips to Chanyeol's knee and began marking it upwards, warm breath fanning Chanyeol's neglected cock. Chanyeol moaned when Kyungsoo stuck his tongue out to lick at the side of his cock and his fingers stopped moving. That action immediately caused Kyungsoo to draw back. “Who told you to stop?” Kyungsoo asked, face now dripping with sweat. With one last pump, Kyungsoo lets go of his cock and hovered above Chanyeol.
Chanyeol lifted his body and pressed a kiss on Kyungsoo's mouth. Kyungsoo chuckled inwardly and used both hands to cup Chanyeol's face, tongue licking at Chanyeol's mouth. The moment Chanyeol relented and opened his mouth, the two of them shared a very dirty kiss, tongues battling with each other and teeth scraping against lips. When the need for oxygen became bigger, Kyungsoo pulled back, smiling at how Chanyeol's lips looked thoroughly mauled. He feels a sense of pride swell in him, knowing that he was the one who did this to Chanyeol - him, Do Kyungsoo. He knows that he doesn't even need to look at the mirror to see that he is also sporting the same look. He pressed one last kiss on Chanyeol's lips and drew back.
Normally Kyungsoo would spend time just licking him, slow and delicate but not tonight. It seemed like Chanyeol is almost at his limits and knowing Chanyeol, he definitely tried his hardest to hold on from cumming. “Kyungsoo, please,” Chanyeol sounded so wrecked, so pliant to his ears and Kyungsoo is glad that he is the one that walked in on Chanyeol instead.
“I love it when you're like this.” Kyungsoo murmured as he used his hand to pull Chanyeol's fingers out. Chanyeol lets out a loud protest and Kyungsoo pressed another kiss to Chanyeol's leg, in attempt to sooth him. Kyungsoo smiled at the way Chanyeol's hole seemed to twitch at the lack of fingers. “All so wet, ready and open just for me.” Kyungsoo's voice seeps under Chanyeol's skin making his cock twitch again. He can already feel the precum pooling around his stomach.
“Fuck,” Chanyeol gasped and lets out a moan when Kyungsoo pushed one lubed finger in (when did he do that, Chanyeol didn't even notice). Chanyeol exhaled loudly and started to push his hips aggressively against Kyungsoo's finger, whines not leaving his throat because Kyungsoo isn't even moving his finger and Chanyeol needed, wanted the friction. He needed the release.
Kyungsoo decided to stop teasing Chanyeol and pushed another finger in, wiggling his fingers around. Chanyeol's breath hitched as he lurched against the bed, body shaking. Kyungsoo dragged his fingers along the hot, tight muscle inside and it didn't take long for him to find and nudge Chanyeol's prostate gland. Chanyeol moans as his hands tried to grip the bed sheets, chest heaving, body trembling with anticipation.
Kyungsoo leaned down and lightly blew on the hole, causing Chanyeol to shift his body a bit and he squeezed Kyungsoo's fingers. “Kyungsoo, please, just fuck me already, please.” Chanyeol doesn't like to beg normally but with Kyungsoo, every thing just flies out of the window. When Kyungsoo offered him no response and instead moved his fingers slowly, Chanyeol reaches down to curl his hand around his cock. Only to have Kyungsoo catching him by the wrist and pulling his hand away, fixing him a knowing look.
“You know the rules.”
“They're meant to be broken.”
Kyungsoo lets out a loud laugh. He presses a kiss against the fleshy part of Chanyeol's ass, causing Chanyeol's gasp. So sensitive, Kyungsoo thinks. He kept on dropping random kisses from one butt cheek to the other and then slipped his tongue down the smooth flesh that separated his ass until he could lick the wet hole. Kyungsoo pulled his fingers out and Chanyeol almost accidentally kicks Kyungsoo in protest.
“No more teasing, please.” Chanyeol croaked, eyes glazed with pleasure. Kyungsoo nodded his head and reached for the condom packet. He opened it swiftly and slipped it over his cock quickly, ignoring the pleasure that rolled down his spine at the feel of his own hand on his very neglected cock. He picked up the lube and squeezed a handful on to his hand. He began lathering it all over his condom, making sure to cover every inch of his cock. He couldn't help but tighten the hold on his cock as he thrusts a few times.
“Kyungsoo,” Chanyeol pouts as he kicks Kyungsoo's hip lightly, causing Kyungsoo to laugh breathlessly as he releases the hold he has on his cock.
“Alright,” Kyungsoo relents as he lined himself in front of Chanyeol's hole properly. He pressed his hands against the hot skin of Chanyeol's ass and thumbed the flesh apart, carefully pushing the head of his cock against the small opening. Despite the long time Chanyeol had been fingering himself, he was still a bit tight so Kyungsoo took a deep, calming breath as he eased inside Chanyeol, smiling when Chanyeol moaned, arching his back, pushing down against Kyungsoo.
“No more teasing, please.” Chanyeol murmured when Kyungsoo braced his hands beside Chanyeol's head on the bed and started thrusting his cock inside Chanyeol's squeezing muscles that is milking him. “More, Kyungsoo.”
Chanyeol whimpered as he met Kyungsoo's thrusts. Chanyeol moaned when Kyungsoo shifted slightly, hitting his prostate a couple of times. He began mumbling gibberish when Kyungsoo started stroking his hand down Chanyeol's neglected dick. Kyungsoo was tempted to lean back and just watch his cock sliding in and out Chanyeol's hole but he already feels the pleasure bubbling and he knows he won't last long - he knows the both of them will not last long. Using his free hand, he slid it lower to cup and squeeze Chanyeol's tight balls, causing the latter to moan loudly.
“You're not going to last long, are you?” Kyungsoo asks in between hard thrusts, hitting Chanyeol's prostate repeatedly.
“Wanna come,” Chanyeol gasps as he tries to grasp and claw Kyungsoo's arms. Kyungsoo leans down to press a kiss on Chanyeol's mouth but Chanyeol simply slid his hand behind Kyungsoo's nape, pulling him for an open mouth kiss, tongues battling with each other again.
Chanyeol began to move frantically against Kyungsoo when Kyungsoo began to rub his cock with long, tight strokes. “You can come, any time you want,” He murmured in between the kiss. Chanyeol groaned at the words and began to move his hips in time with Kyungsoo's stroke, fucking up Kyungsoo's hand. Kyungsoo kept his eyes locked with Chanyeol's. The sight was really starting to get to him; the way Chanyeol was panting wetly, like he was choking with his own spit - so good that he forgot how to swallow. Kyungsoo groans when he feels Chanyeol's muscles squeeze around his cock and Chanyeol comes into his fist in pulsing thick drops. Kyungsoo kept on stroking Chanyeol's cock through his orgasm, only letting go when Chanyeol reached down to remove his hand.
“Come on,” Chanyeol pulled Kyungsoo towards him. With that, Kyungsoo began to move fluidly, thrusting into Chanyeol with short, vigorous thrusts. A part of him wanted to grab Chanyeol by the hips and just drill him and be reckless with his pretty hole and wanting to make Chanyeol whimper but this was oh, so fucking good and the friction was always so perfect because Chanyeol was always so tight. He never really had to fuck Chanyeol too hard to ever get what he wanted. “Fuck, Chanyeol-”
“Come,” Chanyeol slurred and Kyungsoo lets out a groan as he drops his head on to Chanyeol's shoulder and Chanyeol wrapped his arms around Kyungsoo, pulling him in deeper, knowing full well that the both of them really love being able to feel Kyungsoo's cock throbbing and thickening inside him before he came.
Chanyeol was always the romantic one, Kyungsoo thinks to himself when he reached for Kyungsoo's hands, intertwining their fingers together as Kyungsoo presses his cock as deep as he could get it and shuddering against Chanyeol. After a minute or two of being lazy and just basking in the warmth that Chanyeol's offering him, Kyungsoo slowly moved his hips back so he could slip his cock out. Kyungsoo looked up to see Chanyeol looking very sleepy and happy and his own lips move in to a warm smile.
Kyungsoo pressed one last kiss on Chanyeol's lips before getting off the bed. He walked to the bathroom, getting rid of the condom and then wet one of the smaller hand towels. When Kyungsoo went back to his room, Chanyeol is laid spread on the bed, satisfaction oozing out of him. Kyungsoo loved this side about Chanyeol as well; he was always so quiet and calm after getting fucked and Kyungsoo loved taking care of him and getting him ready for bed.
Kyungsoo smiled to himself after throwing the towel on the floor, making sure to wash it tomorrow morning when he wakes up. He feels sated and normally, he would just kick Chanyeol off of his bed but he was feeling extremely nice that day and lets himself be pulled in to Chanyeol's embrace. Kyungsoo laughed when Chanyeol peppered kisses all over his face.
“Just go to sleep,” Kyungsoo muttered before pressing his lips against Chanyeol's Adam's apple and Chanyeol hums in response as he pushes one of his legs against Kyungsoo so that they were facing each other. Kyungsoo puts one of his arms around Chanyeol's waist and closes his eyes. With the steady breathing and the cool air wafting against them, sleep overtook the two of them after a few minutes.
rating: nc-17
length: 2218 words.
Author's note: Title has got nothing to do with the story. I have never tried writing smut before so this is also my first attempt. I didn't get to read this through so there might be a lot of mistakes as well. made for this prompt on epm! Hopefully the OP likes this. Thank you for reading!
All Kyungsoo wanted to do when he reached his bedroom was to sleep and wake up when they have to head to the airport in two days, for their solo concert in Beijing. The practices he had been doing on his own with his vocal teachers as well as dividing his time to record his parts for their next album are slowly taking its toll on his body. Kyungsoo is so tired that he really just want to pass out on his bed. His comfortable, big bed.
The moment he stepped in to his room, Kyungsoo's breath hitched in his throat and his entire body froze. Chanyeol's sputtering some nonsense towards him - he doesn't listen, his attention focused on something else that's enticing - and his jaw dropped slightly as he stared at how unabashed Chanyeol currently is: legs spread wide on his bed and three fingers in his own hole. Kyungsoo swallows the lump on his throat and automatically, his body moved forward, closing the door behind him and pushing the lock on their door. He stumbles toward his bed and stops when his knees hit the mattress.
“K-kyungsoo?” Chanyeol feels the tip of his ears burning. He knows he doesn't need to look at the mirror to see how red they are and how red his entire face is. He really thought he had enough time to pleasure himself. He had not counted on Kyungsoo coming home early. Despite having stayed with Kyungsoo for the longest time, Chanyeol has never really gotten caught pleasuring himself like this. Most of the time, he does it with Kyungsoo and every now and then, he gets to fuck around with Jongin, sometimes Baekhyun and Sehun. But he mostly only ever does it Kyungsoo, at least now that they are sort of, unofficially, together.
“Are you going to help or are you just going to stand there?” Chanyeol asks breathlessly. If it had been any other member, Chanyeol would have personally thrown them out of his bedroom but seeing as it was Kyungsoo and the last time they fucked was too long ago for Chanyeol's liking (in reality, it has only been three days since Kyungsoo last bent him over their sofa and fucked him from behind). His thighs are starting to shake as he keeps on pushing the three lubed fingers in and out of his hole.
Kyungsoo smirked and resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Chanyeol can be quite demanding sometimes, he thinks to himself as he slowly removes his t-shirt, eyes never leaving the fingers that is starting to gain speed. Swallowing the lump in his throat, Kyungsoo lets out a muffled groan when the cold air greeted his now half-hard cock. He slowly moved and knelt in front of Chanyeol's spread legs, enjoying the view. Kyungsoo lifted the MacBook Chanyeol had placed on his stomach and closed the monitor before setting it on the table near his bed. He wouldn't want anything to happen to Chanyeol's MacBook lest he wants the man to whine about it, forever.
“How long have you been doing this?” Kyungsoo asked as he settled in front of Chanyeol once more, hand slowly gripping the base of his cock, giving it a slow pump.
With no monitor nor porn to look at, Chanyeol tried to focus his attention on the way Kyungsoo was pumping his cock. He licked his suddenly dry lips and slowed down. He glanced at the clock when Kyungsoo nudged him slightly and gulped as he stares back at Kyungsoo. “Almost an hour,” He murmured and Kyungsoo hums in pleasure as he used his free hand to slowly rub Chanyeol's knee. Kyungsoo really love Chanyeol's knees.
Leaning forward, Kyungsoo pressed his lips to Chanyeol's knee and began marking it upwards, warm breath fanning Chanyeol's neglected cock. Chanyeol moaned when Kyungsoo stuck his tongue out to lick at the side of his cock and his fingers stopped moving. That action immediately caused Kyungsoo to draw back. “Who told you to stop?” Kyungsoo asked, face now dripping with sweat. With one last pump, Kyungsoo lets go of his cock and hovered above Chanyeol.
Chanyeol lifted his body and pressed a kiss on Kyungsoo's mouth. Kyungsoo chuckled inwardly and used both hands to cup Chanyeol's face, tongue licking at Chanyeol's mouth. The moment Chanyeol relented and opened his mouth, the two of them shared a very dirty kiss, tongues battling with each other and teeth scraping against lips. When the need for oxygen became bigger, Kyungsoo pulled back, smiling at how Chanyeol's lips looked thoroughly mauled. He feels a sense of pride swell in him, knowing that he was the one who did this to Chanyeol - him, Do Kyungsoo. He knows that he doesn't even need to look at the mirror to see that he is also sporting the same look. He pressed one last kiss on Chanyeol's lips and drew back.
Normally Kyungsoo would spend time just licking him, slow and delicate but not tonight. It seemed like Chanyeol is almost at his limits and knowing Chanyeol, he definitely tried his hardest to hold on from cumming. “Kyungsoo, please,” Chanyeol sounded so wrecked, so pliant to his ears and Kyungsoo is glad that he is the one that walked in on Chanyeol instead.
“I love it when you're like this.” Kyungsoo murmured as he used his hand to pull Chanyeol's fingers out. Chanyeol lets out a loud protest and Kyungsoo pressed another kiss to Chanyeol's leg, in attempt to sooth him. Kyungsoo smiled at the way Chanyeol's hole seemed to twitch at the lack of fingers. “All so wet, ready and open just for me.” Kyungsoo's voice seeps under Chanyeol's skin making his cock twitch again. He can already feel the precum pooling around his stomach.
“Fuck,” Chanyeol gasped and lets out a moan when Kyungsoo pushed one lubed finger in (when did he do that, Chanyeol didn't even notice). Chanyeol exhaled loudly and started to push his hips aggressively against Kyungsoo's finger, whines not leaving his throat because Kyungsoo isn't even moving his finger and Chanyeol needed, wanted the friction. He needed the release.
Kyungsoo decided to stop teasing Chanyeol and pushed another finger in, wiggling his fingers around. Chanyeol's breath hitched as he lurched against the bed, body shaking. Kyungsoo dragged his fingers along the hot, tight muscle inside and it didn't take long for him to find and nudge Chanyeol's prostate gland. Chanyeol moans as his hands tried to grip the bed sheets, chest heaving, body trembling with anticipation.
Kyungsoo leaned down and lightly blew on the hole, causing Chanyeol to shift his body a bit and he squeezed Kyungsoo's fingers. “Kyungsoo, please, just fuck me already, please.” Chanyeol doesn't like to beg normally but with Kyungsoo, every thing just flies out of the window. When Kyungsoo offered him no response and instead moved his fingers slowly, Chanyeol reaches down to curl his hand around his cock. Only to have Kyungsoo catching him by the wrist and pulling his hand away, fixing him a knowing look.
“You know the rules.”
“They're meant to be broken.”
Kyungsoo lets out a loud laugh. He presses a kiss against the fleshy part of Chanyeol's ass, causing Chanyeol's gasp. So sensitive, Kyungsoo thinks. He kept on dropping random kisses from one butt cheek to the other and then slipped his tongue down the smooth flesh that separated his ass until he could lick the wet hole. Kyungsoo pulled his fingers out and Chanyeol almost accidentally kicks Kyungsoo in protest.
“No more teasing, please.” Chanyeol croaked, eyes glazed with pleasure. Kyungsoo nodded his head and reached for the condom packet. He opened it swiftly and slipped it over his cock quickly, ignoring the pleasure that rolled down his spine at the feel of his own hand on his very neglected cock. He picked up the lube and squeezed a handful on to his hand. He began lathering it all over his condom, making sure to cover every inch of his cock. He couldn't help but tighten the hold on his cock as he thrusts a few times.
“Kyungsoo,” Chanyeol pouts as he kicks Kyungsoo's hip lightly, causing Kyungsoo to laugh breathlessly as he releases the hold he has on his cock.
“Alright,” Kyungsoo relents as he lined himself in front of Chanyeol's hole properly. He pressed his hands against the hot skin of Chanyeol's ass and thumbed the flesh apart, carefully pushing the head of his cock against the small opening. Despite the long time Chanyeol had been fingering himself, he was still a bit tight so Kyungsoo took a deep, calming breath as he eased inside Chanyeol, smiling when Chanyeol moaned, arching his back, pushing down against Kyungsoo.
“No more teasing, please.” Chanyeol murmured when Kyungsoo braced his hands beside Chanyeol's head on the bed and started thrusting his cock inside Chanyeol's squeezing muscles that is milking him. “More, Kyungsoo.”
Chanyeol whimpered as he met Kyungsoo's thrusts. Chanyeol moaned when Kyungsoo shifted slightly, hitting his prostate a couple of times. He began mumbling gibberish when Kyungsoo started stroking his hand down Chanyeol's neglected dick. Kyungsoo was tempted to lean back and just watch his cock sliding in and out Chanyeol's hole but he already feels the pleasure bubbling and he knows he won't last long - he knows the both of them will not last long. Using his free hand, he slid it lower to cup and squeeze Chanyeol's tight balls, causing the latter to moan loudly.
“You're not going to last long, are you?” Kyungsoo asks in between hard thrusts, hitting Chanyeol's prostate repeatedly.
“Wanna come,” Chanyeol gasps as he tries to grasp and claw Kyungsoo's arms. Kyungsoo leans down to press a kiss on Chanyeol's mouth but Chanyeol simply slid his hand behind Kyungsoo's nape, pulling him for an open mouth kiss, tongues battling with each other again.
Chanyeol began to move frantically against Kyungsoo when Kyungsoo began to rub his cock with long, tight strokes. “You can come, any time you want,” He murmured in between the kiss. Chanyeol groaned at the words and began to move his hips in time with Kyungsoo's stroke, fucking up Kyungsoo's hand. Kyungsoo kept his eyes locked with Chanyeol's. The sight was really starting to get to him; the way Chanyeol was panting wetly, like he was choking with his own spit - so good that he forgot how to swallow. Kyungsoo groans when he feels Chanyeol's muscles squeeze around his cock and Chanyeol comes into his fist in pulsing thick drops. Kyungsoo kept on stroking Chanyeol's cock through his orgasm, only letting go when Chanyeol reached down to remove his hand.
“Come on,” Chanyeol pulled Kyungsoo towards him. With that, Kyungsoo began to move fluidly, thrusting into Chanyeol with short, vigorous thrusts. A part of him wanted to grab Chanyeol by the hips and just drill him and be reckless with his pretty hole and wanting to make Chanyeol whimper but this was oh, so fucking good and the friction was always so perfect because Chanyeol was always so tight. He never really had to fuck Chanyeol too hard to ever get what he wanted. “Fuck, Chanyeol-”
“Come,” Chanyeol slurred and Kyungsoo lets out a groan as he drops his head on to Chanyeol's shoulder and Chanyeol wrapped his arms around Kyungsoo, pulling him in deeper, knowing full well that the both of them really love being able to feel Kyungsoo's cock throbbing and thickening inside him before he came.
Chanyeol was always the romantic one, Kyungsoo thinks to himself when he reached for Kyungsoo's hands, intertwining their fingers together as Kyungsoo presses his cock as deep as he could get it and shuddering against Chanyeol. After a minute or two of being lazy and just basking in the warmth that Chanyeol's offering him, Kyungsoo slowly moved his hips back so he could slip his cock out. Kyungsoo looked up to see Chanyeol looking very sleepy and happy and his own lips move in to a warm smile.
Kyungsoo pressed one last kiss on Chanyeol's lips before getting off the bed. He walked to the bathroom, getting rid of the condom and then wet one of the smaller hand towels. When Kyungsoo went back to his room, Chanyeol is laid spread on the bed, satisfaction oozing out of him. Kyungsoo loved this side about Chanyeol as well; he was always so quiet and calm after getting fucked and Kyungsoo loved taking care of him and getting him ready for bed.
Kyungsoo smiled to himself after throwing the towel on the floor, making sure to wash it tomorrow morning when he wakes up. He feels sated and normally, he would just kick Chanyeol off of his bed but he was feeling extremely nice that day and lets himself be pulled in to Chanyeol's embrace. Kyungsoo laughed when Chanyeol peppered kisses all over his face.
“Just go to sleep,” Kyungsoo muttered before pressing his lips against Chanyeol's Adam's apple and Chanyeol hums in response as he pushes one of his legs against Kyungsoo so that they were facing each other. Kyungsoo puts one of his arms around Chanyeol's waist and closes his eyes. With the steady breathing and the cool air wafting against them, sleep overtook the two of them after a few minutes.