.37 Lost
.37 Lost
Chansung/Taecyeon
NC-17
He opened the bathroom door and strolled down the hall, a cloud of steam wafting out from the room in which he had previously been taking a shower.
Taecyeon smiled happily to himself as he toweled off his damp hair, a warm robe draped over his broad shoulders and a pair of thin boxers clinging to his wet skin. It had been a long day of schedules and he was looking forward to getting a good rest when he heard something that made him stop dead in his tracks.
Now, one thing you may not know about 2pm’s dorm is that the walls are very thin (JYP’s cheap), and even the smallest sounds can be heard, so when soft panting breaths and the sound of skin slapping skin met Taec’s ears, he was a bit concerned, and slightly curious.
He knocked on the door on the spoke lightly, “Ah, Chansung-ah, are you okay?”
There was a stretch of silence and then the sound of footsteps, and Chansung’s voice spoke breathlessly before the door was pulled open, “Hey hyung, want some candy?”
Taecyeon gaped, his body going rigid, and the towel that was previously on his head, slipped off and landed near his feet. Chansung walked over, erection standing proud as he wrapped an arm around Taecyeon’s neck, nipping at the skin there, his words slow and teasing, “it’s lemon.”
Taec felt a hand slip inside his robe and roam over the exposed skin of his lower back, electricity running under his skin with every touch, “c-can I have one?” His chest was rising shakily, his breaths coming out shallowly.
Chansung kissed his cleanly shaven chin and pressed their lips together, pushing the half dissolved lemon candy against the other’s lips, licking a trailing along his bottom lip once he accepted the candy.
Taec stood in a daze as Chansung slipped his robe off, cock stiffening as the cool air met his heated skin, he chuckled softly, “I think I’m lost, where am I?”
Chansung shrugged, his eyes heavy as he sunk down onto his knees, “Don’t know where you’re supposed to be,” he lowered the taller man’s boxers and kissed the head of his cock gently, eliciting a deep hiss, “but right here is where I want to be.”
He pressed the tip of his tongue against the thick vein at the base of his arousal and dragged it up towards the tip, tonguing the slit until Tace’s knees started to shake. He slid a hand up smooth abs and ran over hard pectorals, teasing a nipple before trailing back down and massaging a hard hip bone.
Taec pulled Chansung up, afraid he wouldn’t be able to last much longer with the teasing and led the other man to the bed, laying him down and laying a few kisses along his hips and stomach. He placed his hands on either side of Chansung’s head and looked over his body, the dirty thoughts running through his mind made him dizzy, “I’m not sure where to start…”
Chansung grunted and wrapped his legs around Taec’s waist, rubbing their arousals together and arching his back with pleasure, moaning hoarsely.
Taec’s arms gave out and he wrapped his arms around Chansung’s shoulders, grinding into his hips, the friction causing him to see white, “t-too much!”
Chansung bit his shoulder, smirking at the tang of sweet and salty that his skin left on his tongue. He reached over to the bedside drawer and rummaged inside it for a moment, unaware of the hungry look Taec had in his eyes as he marveled at the other man’s body.
He smiled victorious and dangled a small bottle of lube in front of Taec’s face, the latter’s cheeks turning a dark crimson, “you want to, or you want me to?”
Taec snatched the bottle from his hand and smirked, “I’ll do it! U-uh... spread your legs.”
Chansung laid back and took another lemon candy from the bag on his nightstand, unwrapping the candy and popping it in his mouth. He nearly choked on it when Taec pressed two well-lubed fingers inside of him, hitting his prostate with deadly precision, causing Chansung to see stars.
He reached down and pulled his fingers hastily from inside him, “hurry up, I can’t wait any longer.”
Taec nodded and lined the head of his cock with the puckered hole, pressing in slightly and gritting his teeth at the tightness and heat, “f-fuck! At least I know where I wanna be now.”
Chansung raised his hips to allow him more access and Taec took this as a sign to sink in deeper, his cock fully seated in the constricting warmth.
Chansung gasped as Taec started to thrust at a slow pace, his hips shaking with the effort of controlling himself. The man underneath him cried out, wrapping his arms around his neck and hissed in his ear, “go faster, I’m not gonna break.”
A groan escaped his lips and he snapped his hips hard against the other’s, increasing his pace untilt he bed creaked underneath them, the sheets gathering around them and turning damp from the sweat.
Chansung pressed their chests together and moaned in his ear, his hot breath smelled of lemon and sugar and for some reason it turned him on more than anything.
His thrusts were becoming wild and erratic, the sound of their hips meeting was almost deafening.
“Fuck!” Chansung cried out, his back arched to the point of breaking as cum shot fast and hot all over his chest and stomach. His muscles spasming and stiffening as waves of pleasure rolled through him.
His walls came crashing down on Tace’s throbbing cock and he cried out, white flashing behind his eyelids. Two more thrusts and came breathlessly, his legs giving out as he released hard inside the man below him, the muscles in his arms and back rippling with effort.
They landed next to each other with a soft thud, catching their breath.
Taec smiled to himself, “at least I’m not lost anymore.
Chansung chuckled, ruffling his own hair, “well if you ever get lost again, feel free to give me a call.”