'I Wanna Ride You.' - You're Fantastic Baby
Title: 'I Wanna Ride You.' (3)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: GRi
Word Count:
Genre: Fluff, Comedy, Smut
Disclaimer: Nope.. I don't think you can own people. ;)
You're Fantastic Baby
Seungri hadn’t given up hope, or at least that’s what he kept telling himself, he wasn’t one to give up. It was like when he lost things...he didn’t lose things, he only misplaced them… albeit for extended periods of time sometimes.
Seungri was watching TV when Jiyong came in through the front door and abruptly turned it off, picking up the remote that had been left on the table. He knew he shouldn’t have left the TV remote out there in the open and vulnerable to passer-bys like his hyungs. He was a little annoyed but it wasn’t like this was the first time this had happened. Usually the switch off was accompanied by some complaint though and this was what he really dreaded.
‘Why aren’t you practicing your dance moves?’
‘Why don’t you tidy our room?’
‘Don’t you need to be reading the latest meeting points for your business?’
Jiyong just seemed to have something against Seungri watching television, unless of course he was sat there watching it with him, curled up against him. They’d watch absolute rubbish when this happened, torturing themselves with cooking programmes when they were too tired to make food, watching advertisement channels advertising things they didn’t need or want. However, he grudgingly admitted that most of the time, his hyung was right; Seungri wondered what he was supposed to be doing this time as he stared at the blank TV screen as if he hadn’t registered that it was off. All he wanted to do was sit and do nothing; sometimes it’s nice to have the time to do nothing.
Jiyong’s appearance soon changed his mind.
‘Seungri.’
Seungri snapped out of it and duly turned around kneeling on the sofa. Jiyong walked towards him as he took off his shoes and jacket. They didn’t have to say anything, he knew by the way his hyung was looking at him and licking his upper lip like he did in photo shoots; this time though, it wasn’t for the camera and it wasn’t for the fans, it was for him. Seungri felt goosebumps despite the heating.
Jiyong had reached him by now and leant down past his face and whispered into his lover’s ear in English.
‘I wanna ride you.’
Seungri was paralysed. As much as he had pleaded, as much as he had been assured of his own determination and as much as he had played out these scenes over and over again in his head keeping himself up at night, on some level of his subconscious he had accepted that it wouldn’t happen, that it had been an offhand comment in accented English that amounted to nothing.
‘Well?' his hyung asked him, 'isn’t this what you wanted?’
Jiyong pushed Seungri down and clambered, somehow elegantly over the sofa's back. He occupied himself by licking the shell of Seungri’s ear as he waited for a reply.
‘Y-Yes.’ Seungri choked out, and took in a small breath of air before Jiyong drew back and clamped his lips on his. That had been the only answer Jiyong needed.
Seungri could feel his boyfriend smiling as they kissed and finally began to respond with more enthusiasm; letting his hands trail up and down the thin white t-shirt for a moment before beginning to pull it up and off to reveal the smooth warm skin underneath.
Jiyong did likewise, grasping at the collar of Seungri’s shirt before reaching down to take it off completely. He straddled the younger rubbing the beginnings of their arousal together already bringing pleasure to his lover. Jiyong moaned into Seungri’s mouth. Seungri wondered what had got his boyfriend so worked up but ceased to wonder anything at all as Jiyong’s lips turned to his nipple biting and licking it alternately. He took his pants off hurriedly now, almost afraid that Jiyong would change his mind.
‘Wow, you’re eager.’ Jiyong smirked eyeing his hard on, reaching down to stroke it through the fabric of his underwear keeping eye contact for a moment. Seungri blushed profusely under his gaze.
Jiyong didn’t give Seungri a chance to gather his senses and reply but that didn’t stop Seungri from thinking loudly ‘says you,’ as he watched Jiyong remove himself from his lap and begin to suck at his erection through his pants enlarging the damp spot which had formed from his leaking precum.
His lover gave 110% in everything he did and this was no exception. Jiyong’s hands were placed on his legs pulling them open to make some place to work. Jiyong trailed his fingers up the sensitive skin of the insides of Seungri’s thighs before finally freeing his hard on. Seungri loved the way that Jiyong loved doing this. He watched as Jiyong lapped at the slit of his cock unable to draw his eyes away.
‘Fuck,' he gasped.
Jiyong looked up at his semi-exclamation but did not still his actions; he licked along the throbbing shaft. Jiyong’s eyes gleamed before he looked back down and swallowed Seungri down to the base causing him to moan loudly. Following this though, Jiyong quickly removed himself from his lover’s cock; Seungri had to bite his lip hard to restrain himself from moaning in frustration. Jiyong was such a tease.
He dealt with it a lot better once Jiyong had slipped out of his own pants and underwear so fast; if Seungri had blinked he would have missed it.
‘If you were so eager to do this, why did you take so long?’ Seungri accused almost in a trance, he wanted to take those words back as soon as they left his lips though; he certainly didn’t expect the reply that Jiyong gave.
‘Patience and lube and more patience, I had to prep for this… you should go get some now.’
It took a minute for Seungri in his aroused dazed state to figure out what his hyung was saying, to fully understand the implications of his words. And this still didn’t stop him from exclaiming ‘WHAT?!’ when he'd picked his jaw up off the floor.
‘I said go get some lube!’ Jiyong smirked playfully, brushing past the combined look of confusion and indignation on maknae's face.
When this had started Seungri had thought it was finally his chance to be in charge; he was wrong. Nevertheless, he half ran to their bedroom and searched frantically for the lube, not even caring that he looked desperate.
On return he saw that Jiyong had started without him, one finger already inside as he lay back on the sofa, legs spread wide. Seungri groaned outwardly this time.
Quickly pouring some lube on to his own finger he joined Jiyong, holding himself above him. Jiyong tensed as he felt Seungri move closer and press a cold finger against the tight puckered ring of his entrance but began to relax as the lube helped his own finger’s movement within himself and Seungri’s slim finger slipped effortlessly in. Seungri kissed Jiyong gently on his neck up to his lips letting out small moans of anticipation as they both focused on stretching Jiyong, making sure he was ready.
Everything had happened so fast since Jiyong had strode in casually through the door but this was something they slowed down to savour.
‘Aaaaah.’
Seungri smiled, they had found his spot. Jiyong removed his finger then, letting Seungri take over. He placed his hands on Seungri’s shoulders and moaned at the feeling of the maknae’s two fingers nudging against his prostate over and over again.
‘More,’ hissed Jiyong, forever demanding.
Seungri obeyed, gently pushing another finger in, feeling the entrance stretch. Seungri watched Jiyong’s face intently amazed that Jiyong’s ass was swallowing his fingers so easily and at the twitch of the muscles around his fingers as he continued their movement in and out. Jiyong’s eyes watered but he was soon distracted from the pain as Seungri deepened their kiss.
They continued like this for a while until Seungri took the initiative. Jiyong gasped as he felt Seungri’s fingers and lips leave him, he gasped not so much at the feeling but the thought of what was to come.
Seungri grabbed the lube that he had left on one side of the sofa and slicked his cock generously, his erection bobbed back against his stomach as he let go. He was so hard.
Seungri sat back down leaning back on to the sofa and watched as Jiyong finally did what he had said he’d wanted to do.
He watched as his hyung straddled him and raised himself above his rock hard erection.
He watched as his hyung guided his cock to his puckered entrance.
This was a million times better than watching TV; this was a billion times better than doing nothing.
Jiyong bit his lip as he slowly impaled himself on his lover’s cock, feeling the head slip in and his hole stretch to accommodate it.
‘You’re so tight, you’re soo sexy, you feel sooo fucking good.’ Seungri whimpered, unable to stop his hips bucking a little of their own accord.
‘Stay still Seungri.’ Jiyong murmured, eyes tight and teeth gritted in concentration. He appreciated the compliments though and a smile played on his lips as he raised himself a little before pushing down further.
Seungri’s hands reached up wanting to feel him, wanting to do something. His left hand brushed firmly against Jiyong’s flexed inner thigh before moving up his back to hold him steady and his right stroked his neglected erection.
Jiyong shouted his lovers name as he received pleasure both from his prostate and his cock. He clamped down on Seungri’s cock giving him momentary discomfort before relaxing again and beginning to ride Seungri in earnest. Seungri thrusted up, and this time, Jiyong made no complaint, in fact he shouted Seungri’s name a little louder and then continued to babble his name under his breath like a mantra.
‘Seungri, Seungri, Seungri.’
Jiyong leaned forward into Seungri’s shoulder, gasping and breathing in his boyfriend’s musky scent of sex. Seungri continued to tug on Jiyong’s cock coaxing him to the precipice but not yet allowing him to go over the edge. With one final thrust though and the prompt of Jiyong's teeth on his shoulder, Seungri released his cum inside Jiyong and made Jiyong cum at the same time with a flick of his wrist. Jiyong shot his release between them and they lay there panting in a mess of sweat and cum.
‘How was I?’ Seungri said breathlessly as a boneless Jiyong slumped on top of him; he always valued Jiyong’s opinion, whether it be a performance or sex.
‘You were fantastic baby. We should do this again sometime.’
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AN: My first smut so please don't be too harsh, pointers will be appreciated though! Personally, I feel it is a little clichéd and I overuse their names. Maybe I'll learn how to write better smut in the future. btw I sometimes come and edit if I read something I don't like, so don't be surprised if the story changes from time to time lol, it won't usually be a major change.
The song Fantastic Baby is obviously inspired by Strong Baby Maknae ^^ in my nyongtori mind. Here's the translation: http://toptopia.tumblr.com/post/18457638185/fantastic-baby-dirty-translation If Jiyong is going to write dirty songs then I shall write smutty nyongtori fics. :P I used to think Smutty was a cute name for a dog.. I didn't know what it meant.