EXO x You Smut Fic (1/12)
Title: Eat You
Pairing: Kris x You
Genre: smut!au
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,926
Summary: Kris doesn't want to eat breakfast
Warning: Mention of swearing, hidden body parts, explicit smut scene
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You were rummaged through the fridge, squatted down and peeking over some ingredients, before finally found the sausages that thrown over the bottom corner of the fridge, on a random Friday morning at your boyfriend, Kris, spacious kitchen. You smiled the victory as you find another leftover package of the bacon and close the fridge a little bit harshly.
Little did you know, he managed to standing by the nearest wall for couple of minutes, scrutinizing all your movement; washing hand in the sink, checking the fry pan temperature, until tiptoeing the cabinet which makes your oversize shirt, which literally his, rode up and has a good sight of your fairly lower skin.
Making a silent announcement of his arrival, he snuck up behind you, placing one hand into your waist while the other lazily rest on your shoulder. You gasped in response when he slipped his hand underneath to touch the bare skin and stroke the thumb, makes a soothing circle.
“Don’t you overcook the bacon, baobei?” He examines from behind as his height literally towering you, overlook as you remove the almost burnt meat from the spatula to the plate with a full concentration.
You slightly frown, pouting to the completely innocence sunny side eggs, bacons and sausages in front of you. “I’m not the good cook,” you murmured, hopelessly.
You heard Kris stifle laughs as he trailing down kisses to your shoulder with another hand awfully making a slow-motion from your waist up to the stomach, leaving a tingle sensation to your lower part of the body, just like what he did last night.
Kris slipped another hand as he murmured something while tracing up. “I don’t need the breakfast right now.” He muffled between the soothing fabrics of the shirt.
You hitched the breath as you noticed his hand won’t stop touching when it’s moving closer toward your breast, his mouth now nipping your earlobe. You feel that his member is suddenly stiff against your lower back as he caresses your lacey bra. You are very pleased to shed off your shirt and his if you didn’t remember that he had to attend an important meeting less than half and hour.
“Kris-” you barely managed to speak between his distracting movements, “-why won’t you get dressed while I handle the breakfast? I don’t want you to be late for the meeting.”
As he spun you around and makes you facing him, all you can see only his cocky and overly attractive gaze looking directly to you, combined with the deadly smirk. Even after nearly two years in an established relationship, you still had your cheeks flushed whenever he had the luring gaze at you.
“They can wait a little longer.” He lifted up your chin and quietly parts your lips with him, agonizingly slow. You left out a soft whimper without breaking the kiss when he easily carried and dropped you on the top of the dining table. “I want to eat you.” He muffled between kisses.
He kissed you a little bit roughly, hands cupped your face as you wrapped your hand around his nape, pulling him closer, shoved him deeper into your mouth. Both of you are tangled into each other, a complete mess, as you panting for air after a deep breathtaking kiss.
He giggles as he leans his forehead closer, makes you unconsciously wrapped him between your legs, not much to his surprise, seductively whispers. “You want to continue this?”
Without second thoughts, you nod wordlessly as he easily unbuttons the shirt and clasping the bra hook. His eyes become darken at the time he swiftly moved your oversized shirts before you tugged his shirt and pants off, leaving you with the pink lace panties and his grey boxers.
Instinctively, your hands move lower, stinging above on his hard-on member before stroking it lightly. You heard Kris’ low grunt, incoherent words, but it didn’t stop you for teasing him all the way ups and downs, swirling your thumb on his still covered manhood. His eyes were closed and his breath hitched, as he trying hard to control his desire over your action and the painfully growing feeling of his large erections.
His lips pressing harshly against your mouth, parting and slipping in tongues, while his hand tracking down, brushing into your most sensitive parts. You delivering delicate moans to his ears when he slipping his hand, rubbing your clit. Your hand continues to stroking him more and more until his body trembling in response, badly wanting you.
The teasing isn’t over yet as now it’s his turn to please you. He gently caresses your inner thigh whilst pulled you into another sweet, nibbling kiss. He also gives a gentle bite upon your breast before he makes you mewls with his skillful fingers.
Kris starts messaging, a lazy circle as he murmured something before slightly speeding up his finger inside you. He is applying another force to your now overly sensitive clit as your hips crazily moving against him. You feel a sudden lost as you unconsciously grunt when he playfully pulled back.
“Kris!”
He let a mischievous grin as you whimpering over his touch when he pulls you inside, slides in two fingers easily, scissors movement to open you up. Another moans escaped and he seems enjoy it.
“Do you like it?” He asked when he overlooked at you, eyes are fully filled with lust. He licked his lips when you eagerly nod. “Good.”
Kris drags you closer to the edge of the table and he moves down, kneeling to get the better access to your entrance. He slides his tongue over yours, flick and sucking your wet folds. You can’t help but tensed and twitched your body and scream his name over and over.
“Aah! Kris.” You whimpered at the lost of his touch, for the umpteenth time, shamelessly wanting more. “I can’t help it anymore.” Your breath hitched.
He decided not to hear you and continues his work which makes you craving him more. Pulling him closer, you ran your finger through his soft, blonde hair as he shoved his tongue deeper. “Kris, please.” You breathlessly moan.
He overheard you but being dominant as he always be, not letting himself give in first. Instead, he increasing the pace, giving commands. “Beg me for it, baobei.”
“Kris, damn! Fuck me already!” You let an impatient growl.
He smirked as he slid you off the table and caught you by his arms. You clung into him as he moved to the nearest large couch.
Placing himself comfortably after sits you down on his thigh and removes the remaining cloth he has, he pulled your neck closer, whispers seductively. “Do it as you please.”
You giving the quick peck and feeling more than pleased to shift down until your head facing his lower hard, mesmerized by its size which seems larger every time you had sex with him. His breathing turns shallow as you start stroking ups and downs before you gave a harsh pump from the base to the tip and going back and forth. As it’s not enough, you sucked without giving mercy, feeling the hard against your mouth as you deep throated him.
“It’s feel good, baobei.” His eyes darken in lust as he harshly bends down and gives you a crashing kiss.
He groaned when you decided to take a slow pace to flicking your tongue over the head of his manhood, makes him frustrated for more, driving him crazy. He hissed in between and let another moan when you looked up, he squeezing his eyes shut, much to your enjoyment to watching him writhing under you.
Kris drags you a little bit patiently and makes you sat on his lap. You leaned over him, wrapped his head and pulled him closer as he sucked your neck and leaving hickeys, marking what’s his. You, badly turned on as him, tucked your head down to reach his lips and pressed another kiss against him. It’s almost the same time as he decided to enter your wet folds.
You jolted in response when you feel his hard-on trying to nudge into you, even it’s just only the tip of him started to go in. An audibly gasp is only fuelled his already raging lust. You bit your lower lip, nervously as he locked gaze with you.
“Ride on me.” You gripped his muscled arms when he paused momentarily, playfully teasing your entrance as he peppering the wet kisses to your jaw and neck.
You only hummed in reply as response, about the same time you feel him trying to open your entrance with his hand guiding his hard-on into you. He always amazed with the warmth inside you.
“Damn!” He passionately hissed, suddenly losing his control. “I wonder how you have always been this tight, baobei?”
You braced your hand over his shoulder, unconsciously tilting your head and arched your back. His eyes squeezing shut as you whimpered while adjust his length and slowly filled you up. Your walls tighten at the time his manhood trying to stretching you. You lean on him, giving a short nod before racing the heat of your body together.
It going slow at first, letting the pain subsided before it quickly replaced with a pure adrenalin rush. Kris shamelessly moves his hips, adjusting yours, exchanging the loud moans and whimpers as you increasing the speed.
It takes more minutes before you panting his name breathlessly when he took over you, claiming the top spot, as he literally shoved your frame into the couch. You feel his rapid hips movement, aiming the most sensitive part with every thrust he makes. When he slows down the pace, he attempts to give a quick peck at your already swollen lips.
At one time, he standing up and makes you clung onto him once more, without breaking the connection with you. He caged you within the wall, both hands supporting your legs. You hissed when he playfully spanked your chubby ass.
You are digging nails to his broad shoulders as he pounding you deeper and deeper without wanting to stop. Half moan and half sigh escaped between your lips in no mean time.
“Make it rough, Kris, please.” You pleaded with a convincing look, after shared another wet kisses shamelessly. “Oh God, faster!”
He is more than happy to oblige as he already making another thrust. Your moans grow higher every time he goes faster, filling your mind with a steady fog full of lust and love.
When you reached your orgasm, as explosive as your moans would be, chanting Kris’ name, you feel the pure bliss. Your walls squeezing tightly around him which driving him overboard, makes him cum in long spurts onto your lower body, spreading the warmth you always loved.
He slowly placing you on the carpeted floor, still without breaking the length, which you really had no idea how he manage to do, before practically came with another groan and slowing his thrust and collapsing on top of your body, burying his face on the crook of your neck.
Kris breathed heavily against your ear before the moment of blissful silent as your heartbeats pacing down in sync. You had stared each other when he wrapped you around, huskily murmured thousands of I love you. You smile and connected the lips gently, worries nothing as he flashing out his gummy smile to you.
The breakfast is now long gone and you think that Kris didn’t seems to mind that either.
Pairing: Kris x You
Genre: smut!au
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,926
Summary: Kris doesn't want to eat breakfast
Warning: Mention of swearing, hidden body parts, explicit smut scene
- - -
You were rummaged through the fridge, squatted down and peeking over some ingredients, before finally found the sausages that thrown over the bottom corner of the fridge, on a random Friday morning at your boyfriend, Kris, spacious kitchen. You smiled the victory as you find another leftover package of the bacon and close the fridge a little bit harshly.
Little did you know, he managed to standing by the nearest wall for couple of minutes, scrutinizing all your movement; washing hand in the sink, checking the fry pan temperature, until tiptoeing the cabinet which makes your oversize shirt, which literally his, rode up and has a good sight of your fairly lower skin.
Making a silent announcement of his arrival, he snuck up behind you, placing one hand into your waist while the other lazily rest on your shoulder. You gasped in response when he slipped his hand underneath to touch the bare skin and stroke the thumb, makes a soothing circle.
“Don’t you overcook the bacon, baobei?” He examines from behind as his height literally towering you, overlook as you remove the almost burnt meat from the spatula to the plate with a full concentration.
You slightly frown, pouting to the completely innocence sunny side eggs, bacons and sausages in front of you. “I’m not the good cook,” you murmured, hopelessly.
You heard Kris stifle laughs as he trailing down kisses to your shoulder with another hand awfully making a slow-motion from your waist up to the stomach, leaving a tingle sensation to your lower part of the body, just like what he did last night.
Kris slipped another hand as he murmured something while tracing up. “I don’t need the breakfast right now.” He muffled between the soothing fabrics of the shirt.
You hitched the breath as you noticed his hand won’t stop touching when it’s moving closer toward your breast, his mouth now nipping your earlobe. You feel that his member is suddenly stiff against your lower back as he caresses your lacey bra. You are very pleased to shed off your shirt and his if you didn’t remember that he had to attend an important meeting less than half and hour.
“Kris-” you barely managed to speak between his distracting movements, “-why won’t you get dressed while I handle the breakfast? I don’t want you to be late for the meeting.”
As he spun you around and makes you facing him, all you can see only his cocky and overly attractive gaze looking directly to you, combined with the deadly smirk. Even after nearly two years in an established relationship, you still had your cheeks flushed whenever he had the luring gaze at you.
“They can wait a little longer.” He lifted up your chin and quietly parts your lips with him, agonizingly slow. You left out a soft whimper without breaking the kiss when he easily carried and dropped you on the top of the dining table. “I want to eat you.” He muffled between kisses.
He kissed you a little bit roughly, hands cupped your face as you wrapped your hand around his nape, pulling him closer, shoved him deeper into your mouth. Both of you are tangled into each other, a complete mess, as you panting for air after a deep breathtaking kiss.
He giggles as he leans his forehead closer, makes you unconsciously wrapped him between your legs, not much to his surprise, seductively whispers. “You want to continue this?”
Without second thoughts, you nod wordlessly as he easily unbuttons the shirt and clasping the bra hook. His eyes become darken at the time he swiftly moved your oversized shirts before you tugged his shirt and pants off, leaving you with the pink lace panties and his grey boxers.
Instinctively, your hands move lower, stinging above on his hard-on member before stroking it lightly. You heard Kris’ low grunt, incoherent words, but it didn’t stop you for teasing him all the way ups and downs, swirling your thumb on his still covered manhood. His eyes were closed and his breath hitched, as he trying hard to control his desire over your action and the painfully growing feeling of his large erections.
His lips pressing harshly against your mouth, parting and slipping in tongues, while his hand tracking down, brushing into your most sensitive parts. You delivering delicate moans to his ears when he slipping his hand, rubbing your clit. Your hand continues to stroking him more and more until his body trembling in response, badly wanting you.
The teasing isn’t over yet as now it’s his turn to please you. He gently caresses your inner thigh whilst pulled you into another sweet, nibbling kiss. He also gives a gentle bite upon your breast before he makes you mewls with his skillful fingers.
Kris starts messaging, a lazy circle as he murmured something before slightly speeding up his finger inside you. He is applying another force to your now overly sensitive clit as your hips crazily moving against him. You feel a sudden lost as you unconsciously grunt when he playfully pulled back.
“Kris!”
He let a mischievous grin as you whimpering over his touch when he pulls you inside, slides in two fingers easily, scissors movement to open you up. Another moans escaped and he seems enjoy it.
“Do you like it?” He asked when he overlooked at you, eyes are fully filled with lust. He licked his lips when you eagerly nod. “Good.”
Kris drags you closer to the edge of the table and he moves down, kneeling to get the better access to your entrance. He slides his tongue over yours, flick and sucking your wet folds. You can’t help but tensed and twitched your body and scream his name over and over.
“Aah! Kris.” You whimpered at the lost of his touch, for the umpteenth time, shamelessly wanting more. “I can’t help it anymore.” Your breath hitched.
He decided not to hear you and continues his work which makes you craving him more. Pulling him closer, you ran your finger through his soft, blonde hair as he shoved his tongue deeper. “Kris, please.” You breathlessly moan.
He overheard you but being dominant as he always be, not letting himself give in first. Instead, he increasing the pace, giving commands. “Beg me for it, baobei.”
“Kris, damn! Fuck me already!” You let an impatient growl.
He smirked as he slid you off the table and caught you by his arms. You clung into him as he moved to the nearest large couch.
Placing himself comfortably after sits you down on his thigh and removes the remaining cloth he has, he pulled your neck closer, whispers seductively. “Do it as you please.”
You giving the quick peck and feeling more than pleased to shift down until your head facing his lower hard, mesmerized by its size which seems larger every time you had sex with him. His breathing turns shallow as you start stroking ups and downs before you gave a harsh pump from the base to the tip and going back and forth. As it’s not enough, you sucked without giving mercy, feeling the hard against your mouth as you deep throated him.
“It’s feel good, baobei.” His eyes darken in lust as he harshly bends down and gives you a crashing kiss.
He groaned when you decided to take a slow pace to flicking your tongue over the head of his manhood, makes him frustrated for more, driving him crazy. He hissed in between and let another moan when you looked up, he squeezing his eyes shut, much to your enjoyment to watching him writhing under you.
Kris drags you a little bit patiently and makes you sat on his lap. You leaned over him, wrapped his head and pulled him closer as he sucked your neck and leaving hickeys, marking what’s his. You, badly turned on as him, tucked your head down to reach his lips and pressed another kiss against him. It’s almost the same time as he decided to enter your wet folds.
You jolted in response when you feel his hard-on trying to nudge into you, even it’s just only the tip of him started to go in. An audibly gasp is only fuelled his already raging lust. You bit your lower lip, nervously as he locked gaze with you.
“Ride on me.” You gripped his muscled arms when he paused momentarily, playfully teasing your entrance as he peppering the wet kisses to your jaw and neck.
You only hummed in reply as response, about the same time you feel him trying to open your entrance with his hand guiding his hard-on into you. He always amazed with the warmth inside you.
“Damn!” He passionately hissed, suddenly losing his control. “I wonder how you have always been this tight, baobei?”
You braced your hand over his shoulder, unconsciously tilting your head and arched your back. His eyes squeezing shut as you whimpered while adjust his length and slowly filled you up. Your walls tighten at the time his manhood trying to stretching you. You lean on him, giving a short nod before racing the heat of your body together.
It going slow at first, letting the pain subsided before it quickly replaced with a pure adrenalin rush. Kris shamelessly moves his hips, adjusting yours, exchanging the loud moans and whimpers as you increasing the speed.
It takes more minutes before you panting his name breathlessly when he took over you, claiming the top spot, as he literally shoved your frame into the couch. You feel his rapid hips movement, aiming the most sensitive part with every thrust he makes. When he slows down the pace, he attempts to give a quick peck at your already swollen lips.
At one time, he standing up and makes you clung onto him once more, without breaking the connection with you. He caged you within the wall, both hands supporting your legs. You hissed when he playfully spanked your chubby ass.
You are digging nails to his broad shoulders as he pounding you deeper and deeper without wanting to stop. Half moan and half sigh escaped between your lips in no mean time.
“Make it rough, Kris, please.” You pleaded with a convincing look, after shared another wet kisses shamelessly. “Oh God, faster!”
He is more than happy to oblige as he already making another thrust. Your moans grow higher every time he goes faster, filling your mind with a steady fog full of lust and love.
When you reached your orgasm, as explosive as your moans would be, chanting Kris’ name, you feel the pure bliss. Your walls squeezing tightly around him which driving him overboard, makes him cum in long spurts onto your lower body, spreading the warmth you always loved.
He slowly placing you on the carpeted floor, still without breaking the length, which you really had no idea how he manage to do, before practically came with another groan and slowing his thrust and collapsing on top of your body, burying his face on the crook of your neck.
Kris breathed heavily against your ear before the moment of blissful silent as your heartbeats pacing down in sync. You had stared each other when he wrapped you around, huskily murmured thousands of I love you. You smile and connected the lips gently, worries nothing as he flashing out his gummy smile to you.
The breakfast is now long gone and you think that Kris didn’t seems to mind that either.