Surprise ♣ Original Prompt
Title: Surprise
Prompt #: Original
Length: 4,811 words
Rating: NC-17
Warning/s: Bondage, Facial, Use Of Sex Toys
Summary: Yixing wakes up with a surprise waiting for him.
Notes: I wrote this quite quickly and this is neither edited nor beta-read so it might have a lot of errors. I hope you guys still enjoy it. :)
When Yixing wakes up everything is black and he feels a sense of dread take over him as he doesn't remember anything bad happening to him. He knows he got home from work quite late the night before as there were reports of shooting from an apartment building near where he was stationed for the night with Zitao. The policeman even remembers seeing his boyfriend already asleep on their bed, not moving even just a little when Yixing finally joins him in bed. So why is it that he feels a strip of cloth obscuring his vision and knotted behind his head and that he feels something cold wrapped around his wrist, a clanking sound filling the room whenever he tries to move his arms that are stretched above his head. The cool temperature is kissing his skin and only then does he realize that not only is he blindfolded and handcuffed but he's also stripped naked. When he tries to move his body and legs, as his lower limbs are free of any form of restriction, he sighs thankfully when he feels the soft mattress beneath him and he knows that he's still on their bed because he can smell the fabric softener that they use for their laundry from their bed sheets and the pillow placed beneath his head.
"Yifan?" He calls out softly, wondering if it is one of his boyfriend's games again. Between the two of them, the elder is the one who is more adventurous and always open to trying out new things. The younger attributes it to his boyfriend being a travel photographer, one who experiences more in life and never afraid to challenge himself with new things, either out of curiosity or for the job that he has decided to take on. Yixing, on the other hand, being a policeman, is the one who never really ventures out to do what he thinks is dangerous but is fun for Yifan, always strictly following the rules and never too far off course.
"Yifan?" Yixing tries one more time, louder, too loud he can feel the vein on his neck popping, thinking the elder might not be in their room. Then he hears footsteps coming from his left where he knows the door to their bedroom is, the heavy footsteps indicating Yifan's arrival. Following the heavy footsteps are quieter ones accompanied by the sound of a small bell, probably from their toy poodle, Rourou. The elder's voice talking to their puppy confirms this theory of Yixing's.
"Sorry, baby," the policeman hears his boyfriend's deep voice talking to the puppy and he can almost see the way Rourou tilts his head whenever one of them talks to him, "You can't come in until Baba and I are done." Yixing hears a little whimper before the door is closed, the sound muffled by the wood. From the other side he can hear the bell, the sound slowly disappearing as Rourou probably walks into their living room to wait for them to finish.
His thoughts are broken when Yifan addresses him, "You're awake." He can feel Yifan's calloused fingertip trace the outline of his face, the rough pad sliding down his smooth cheek. He doesn't say a word, his dread from before slowly disappearing in exchange for excitement. As much as Yixing tries to avoid doing new things, trying out new positions or whatever toy Yifan found by accident on a website he was scrolling through, he can't deny the rush it gives him whenever his boyfriend introduces him to these, when a new toy is plugging up his ass, when his boyfriend fucks him on a different surface in their house aside from their bed or the couch or when Yifan moves his limbs to test out his flexibility before fucking him in more ways than one. So he is, even if he reluctantly admits it, thrilled whenever his boyfriend surprises him. Although this might be a bit too far.
"What is this?" Yixing moves his hands so that the handcuffs will make a noise, the chain clinking with the metal rail on their headboard. He hears Yifan chuckle before replying, "Babe, they're handcuffs," he says matter-of-factly, "and here I was thinking you're the smarter one in this relationship." The younger feels his boyfriend's hand push up his hair away from his forehead before a kiss is placed on it then to the tip of his nose. Half-expecting that he will get one to his lips, he cranes his neck up and pushes his chin up while puckering his lips. The elder denies him of the kiss though, snickering against his cheek before licking the skin taut over his cheekbone.
His anger resurfaces and he snaps at his boyfriend, "You know that's not what I meant, Yifan." It would have been great if he didn't have a blindfold because then he would be able to glare at the elder even if he knows that the action never really helps him as Yifan always says that he is too cute to dawn such a menacing face.
"Well," Yixing feels the mattress dip on his left side before he senses the elder's hand patting down his hair, "I just thought we'd have a little fun," he hears a sigh leave the elder's lips next, "because you've been busy with work lately and today being your day off before I need to leave for Cambodia." Now that Yifan mentioned it, the younger remembers that the photographer is going to the Southeast Asian country on assignment and will be staying there for more than a month. The younger wants to apologize for almost forgetting about it because it is true, his job has been taking too much of his time, asking for him to have more over times lately and it leads to him having less time for Yifan. Before he can say anything though, the elder places a thumb over his plump bottom lip and says, "There's no need to apologize now, baby. Let's just have fun, eh?" As a form of reply, Yixing nods, his libido slowly rising as he feels his boyfriend's thumb trail down his chin to the middle of his chest before it comes to a stop just by his navel before Yifan caresses from his abs up to his chest again, the elder's hand kneading the muscles over his left chest. The younger hears the bed creak when Yifan moves to lean down.
"Ready for loads of fun, love?" Yifan asks, his lips just a breath away from Yixing's lips, the warmth of his breath making the younger's lips tingle and want that warmth to cover him inside and out. The cop gulps before giving a breathy reply, "Yes."
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"Mmmnnnn....haaaa....Fan...mmnnnnn...." Yixing moans as Yifan inserts the last digit, pushing his fingers deeper into his boyfriend's ass to elicit a more high-pitched moan as he curls his fingers when he pulls them out. As he expected, Yixing does give out that sound he wanted to hear, his cock growing hotter and heavier inside his boxers as he repeats the action, enjoying the way his boyfriend thrashes on the bed, trying his hardest to keep still as the elder pushes and pulls, rubbing his insides deliciously.
Yifan likes seeing Yixing like this, submitting to him and at the same time controlling him. The younger rarely ever takes the initiative when it comes to sex, always exhausted with his job and never really keen on switching it up from time to time but when he is already under Yifan, bathed in the elder's saliva and touches, he always demands for more, always leaving the elder more than happy to oblige; his hold on the reins evident when Yifan goes deeper when he asks him to and faster when he commands him to.
It is no different now as Yifan wants nothing more than to please his boyfriend, wanting the younger to cum under his spell and his plans for the day. He is sure that Yixing has a lot in store for him to lap on, as they haven't been able to do it for a week now. The younger has been posted on night duties lately, not to mention the many incidences that has him staying late at work, making it harder for them to have time together and hindering the sexual aspect of their relationship. The elder knows Yixing will still be on a graveyard shift for the following week after his day off so he devised a plan that he thought was fail proof and it was.
Yixing always knocks out cold when he comes home at night as every other good citizen who does well in their job, well towards exhaustion. Yifan knows the younger doesn't wake up until his alarm clock goes off but it being his day off, he knows there will be no such sound blaring in the morning but just in case the other forgot, the elder checked the alarm placed on Yixing's bedside table to turn it off. Both of them sleep well even with the lights on so they never really invested on a blindfold but he found a dark colored handkerchief in his boyfriend's cabinet and stashed it to his nightstand before he went to bed. He knows Yixing always keeps his handcuffs inside the drawer of his nightstand and never in his life has Yifan ever been more grateful that he is dating a cop. The younger never really sleeps with much clothes on, he would always come into bed with nothing but his boxers on, if it was cold enough he would put a tank top on but that's about it. That's why it was easy for the elder to strip him naked by just removing Yixing's boxers, the action of pulling the undergarment down barely getting him a groan for a reaction. Keeping Yixing's arms stretched up to cuff them to the bed rails was harder than Yifan expected as the younger always slept on his side. Therefore, Yifan had to roll him on his back and straddle him before stretching his arms up, hoping that he doesn't wake up in the process. And he didn't, which also meant that he was too exhausted to do so as he knows that Yixing is always alert being a cop did that to him. He sighed and caressed the younger's face for a second, feeling bad for the poor conditions of his boyfriend's work. Then he felt Yixing stir, prompting him to stop mid stroke, only to scramble off the bed after placing the blindfold over the other's eyes before leaving him to sleep more.
"Fan...you....mmmnnn...ahhhh..." Yifan knows what Yixing means by that, always feeling guilty that he's the only one getting pleasured and the elder knows that his boyfriend will not stop until he gets to reciprocate. So Yifan slides his fingers out of the younger's ass hole, the whine accompanied by the way the younger's entrance clenches on thin air has him groaning. So as not to reduce the stimulation the other is receiving, the elder reaches for the latest toy he has bought for Yixing. He coats the dildo with copious amounts of lubricant, making sure that the whole shaft is lathered with the liquid before he inserts it into his boyfriend's gaping hole. He uses his pointer finger to massage the rim of the younger's opening, bathing himself in the breathy moans the other is giving him. He then uses it to keep the other's hole open, instructing Yixing to relax and open up as well. The other eagerly does as told, probably hoping that the elder will be inserting his cock next. There is a slight hint of discomfort on Yixing's face when Yifan starts inserting the tip of the dildo, causing the elder to stop to massage the younger's hips and kiss his lean abdominals.
"Not...you?" Yixing asks, the elder concluding that the other feels the tip of the dildo curved with nothing slamming against his rim, as opposed to the tip of Yifan's cock. When the elder hears a slight hint of disappointment in the younger's voice he feels a swell of pride burst in his chest because Yixing rarely ever asks for his cock and the most subtle hints of him wanting it always makes Yifan's brain go haywire. His almost innocent Yixing, asking for his cock and not a dildo. But as much as Yifan just wants to take his boyfriend, he does have plans and he still wants to drag it out a little bit, knowing perfectly well how satisfying it will be in the end.
"Not yet, baby," Yifan replies, feeling a bit guilty for lying to his boyfriend but when Yixing meekly responds with, "Okay," spreading his legs and lifting his ass a little bit off of the mattress, the elder forgets and proceeds to insert the rest of the dildo into the younger's ass, filling his boyfriend's cavity with the toy that is slightly smaller than his own size. When he flips the switch, Yixing keens and the whirring noise of the dildo is overthrown by the pleasured sounds leaving the younger's lips. Yifan's eyes rake up and down the cop's body, writhing in pleasure and his mouth unable to suppress the moans leaving him as the dildo vibrates inside him.
"Yi...faaan...mmmnnnn..." The elder suppresses the urge to remove the dildo and have his cock inside Yixing instead as he watches the other bite down his lower lip and grind his hips down even when the whole toy is already inside and there is no more for his insides to push down on.
Yifan swallows and reluctantly peels himself off the bed, leaving a kiss to Yixing's lips after whispering, "Don't bite them, you know I live for your moans." His words seem to fuel the younger, following his instructions and letting loose, moaning to his heart's content as the elder crawls down to the foot of the bed to discard his boxers. Yifan keeps his eyes glued to his boyfriend's body, squirming and arching off the mattress whenever the dildo brushes close to his prostate. The sight is enough for his cock to leak, his precum oozing even without him touching himself yet. He raises one leg over the bed and starts stroking his cock, eyeing the younger's dick curving towards his stomach, the erection still glistening with his saliva from the earlier blowjob he gave Yixing. It has precum flowing out of it as well and Yifan is more than excited to lick it all up, the thought urging him to climb up the bed once more and to move forward. He uncurls the younger's toes before sucking on them lightly, one by one. The added stimulation has Yixing lifting his other leg slightly and it does nothing but spur Yifan to take his other foot and suck on his toes there as well. The younger doesn't get to say anything, the elder humming to himself in satisfaction seeing as his boyfriend is unable to form and articulate words by now.
Slowly, Yifan places Yixing's feet back to the mattress before crawling over his boyfriend, leaving kisses over the younger's body, licking at the hickeys he left behind earlier and sucking some more on areas that are still free of his hint of ownership. The younger doesn't even bother closing his mouth anymore, letting it hang agape as Yifan nibbles on his bottom lip before allowing his tongue to slither in, his hand playing with the dildo to tease his boyfriend. He enjoys how Yixing is desperately rubbing his cock against Yifan's, even lifting his hips just to get the friction he needs. The younger whines when the elder moves and the pout he wears showcases his swollen lips, the way they glisten with Yifan's saliva has the elder placing his knees just beside Yixing's head, aiming the tip of his cock towards the other's mouth. The warmth emanating from the younger's lips is enough to excite Yifan's senses, Yixing even darting his tongue out when he comes to comprehend what is about to happen. The taller man watches as the tip of the younger's tongue outlines the head of his cock, craning his neck to get a good taste of the prince's hot meat.
When Yifan couldn't take the teasing anymore, he massages the younger's jaws and tells him, "Open your mouth for me, baby."
As soon as Yixing opens his mouth, Yifan slides his cock into the younger, the wet warmth tantalizingly amazing, making himself push further with the other's lips providing the well-deserved friction he has been wanting. He moves his hand from Yixing's jaw to the back of the younger's neck, supporting it so that his head will be lifted off the pillow. The other tries his best for Yifan, his teeth scraping the elder's cock from time to time, his cheeks hollowing as he sucks at his boyfriend's member. The elder removes his manhood out of his boyfriend's mouth from time to time, instructing the other to lick at his shaft before he inserts it back in, loving the way Yixing tries to deepthroat him even with his movements being limited, gagging around the elder's cock and moaning as he keeps grinding down on the dildo still plugged into his ass.
The elder reaches for the lubricant again, the bottle tossed just near Yixing's head, the tell tale sign of the cap being opened makes the younger moan, the vibrations of it intensifying the pleasure Yifan is experiencing as the tip of his cock kisses the back of Yixing's throat where the vibrations are stronger. He knows the sound of the lubricant squirting onto his fingers is something that excites the other and Yifan's feels sorry for a moment that his excitement is meant for a different conclusion. But the elder doesn't stop, deeming his fingers well-lubricated, he pushes his cock into Yixing's mouth and he keeps it there as he spreads his own ass cheeks apart, hoping the younger will be able to breathe well as he pushes the first finger in. He had already prepared himself while he was taking a shower so the first finger doesn't pain him as much anymore, just the initial burn that stings from penetration lingers as he pushes himself down onto his fingers and pulling his cock out of Yixing's mouth at the same time. He barely lets out a sound during the whole process, fucking his boyfriend's mouth while he fucks himself with his finger. Not long after, Yifan adds a second finger, unable to suppress a moan now as he brushes near his prostate, the sound makes Yixing raise an eyebrow. When Yifan pulls away from Yixing to insert more of his fingers into his ass, the younger voices out his question.
"Are you...are you stretching yourself?" The younger asks, the elder's cock sliding against his cheek when he dodges it. Yifan feels the younger shudder when he hears the breathy yes that the elder responds with, a different kind of excitement now coursing through his veins. Yixing rarely does Yifan, the occurrence so sporadic that the elder can count it on one hand. As much as Yifan likes giving, he also like receiving but the younger never really took the opportunity to do the elder as much as he likes. But in the instances that such a thing has happened, Yifan thinks that Yixing also enjoyed himself even if he barely showed control. The younger doesn't ask anymore questions, opening his mouth again to take Yifan in his mouth in hopes to alleviate his pain, knowing how it feels to be opened and stretched to fit something inside the small space. The elder appreciate his boyfriend's gesture and slides the last finger in, thanking the thickness of his fingers to avoid having the need for another digit to be inserted into him.
Yifan's movements are vigorous as he fucks himself on his fingers, the long appendages brushing his prostate as he repeats to himself what he did to Yixing, curling his fingers as he pulls them out. Afraid that he will burst into the younger's mouth without even having the other's cock inside him and without even letting Yixing cum, he gingerly removes his fingers and pulls out of his boyfriend's mouth, instantly missing the way the younger's tongue massages his shaft and his fingers rubbing against his walls. But he quickly dismisses it as he reaches for the condom, ripping the foil open and retrieving the rubber before moving lower down Yixing's body. He places himself over the younger's stomach before twisting his torso to grab his boyfriend's cock, the other's erection stiff and looking like it is about to burst.
"Baby," Yixing barely breathes out, voice raspy from giving his boyfriend head, "the dildo," Yifan can see that he's trying to push the toy out by himself but the elder reaches to his bottom and the hope is visible in the younger's face that the taller man feels he is being cruel to his boyfriend.
"We need to keep it on, baby," when Yixing tries to protest, the elder shushes him with a finger to his lips, "Trust me on this one." Without prompt and without needing to pump the younger's cock for it to stand erect, the elder grabs Yixing's dick and slowly sinks down on it. He can only imagine what Yixing must be feeling at the moment, blindfolded and at the mercy of his boyfriend as the warmth of Yifan's insides wraps around him. They release groans consecutively and continuously as the elder impales himself on Yixing's cock, his eyes rolling to the back of his skull at the feeling of being filled by his boyfriend. When he is able to fully sit on the younger's cock, he lets out a sigh as the other tries not to move because he is being stimulated front and back.
Yifan likes watching the way Yixing represses the urge to just fuck him, hands curling around the metal railing, legs trembling as sweat pours out of his body, biting his lips close to drawing blood. The elder slides his hands up the younger's front, allowing his fingers to linger a little on his boyfriend's nipples before rising up to the other's shoulder, using it to support himself as he leans down to kiss Yixing's lips. Against the younger's soft pair, he whispers, "You can move, baby," along with these words he starts moving his hips with a wave-like motion, pulling a groan from the younger, "Don't stop yourself."
He can see that Yixing wants to reply but he also knows that with the thumbs rubbing his nipples, the dildo inside him and the warmth surrounding his cock, there is no way for him to be able to even think. Yifan just wishes that the smaller man beneath him will allow his instincts to kick in soon. But seeing as the younger is still trying to control himself, Yifan places it on his shoulders to do the moving, bracing himself on Yixing's chest, putting his weight on his knees as he slowly goes up only to slam back down onto his boyfriend's cock again. His watches as his movement causes his cock to bounce, the sight mouthwatering and somehow also makes his cock feel good. The force of his action makes Yixing jerk, his hips canting up and giving Yifan hope that he will move against him soon, thrusting his hips up to meet the elder's. The younger does start moving, the way his cock scrapes against Yifan's insides produce a squelching sound that is music to the elder's ears. His moans become louder as Yixing starts bucking his hips up stronger than he did before, helping Yifan achieve pleasure as he does the same for himself. The elder notices the way the other is moving his hips in different directions, probably to find Yifan's prostate. Although his thrusts are stuttering, due to the stimulation his other body parts are receiving, they are enough to send Yifan on a high as Yixing's cock fucks him in different angles, reaching corners of his walls that have been neglected by his fingers, arousing them for the elder to reward the other with his moans. Yifan appreciates it that Yixing is slowly throwing his inhibitions and is close to openly fucking the elder with no shame and caving in to his desires.
Then all of Yixing's hard work pays off when he hits the elder's prostate, making Yifan scream: "Fuck Xing!" The elder repeats these words as he rides his boyfriend's cock, pushing himself lower on the younger's erection and having the crown of Yixing's manhood rub against his prostate, feeling the delicious friction that sends spikes of pleasure up his spine. The younger indulges him and pushes up as hard as he can every time he meets Yifan's hips, plunging deeper and having the tip abuse his boyfriend's favourite bundle of nerves.
"Babe! Babe! Close!" Yifan is capable of producing monosyllabic words by now, Yixing faring no better as he huffs and puffs, moans and groans with no discernible word coming out of his mouth. The elder with his half-lidded eyes and pleasure driven movements, can see the younger mouth "Go" his lips barely able to close to say "Cum." But Yifan, after many years of being together understands just what the other wants to convey and tells him one word, "Together."
So they keep moving with one goal in mind, their hips working extra hard into achieving said goal. This is when the elder misses the other's hands roaming all over his body but having such control over Yixing also arouses him, maybe even more as he eyes the younger's arms flex while he tries his hardest to refrain from moving and hurting himself, the sound of metal clanking against metal reminding him of this power.
Yifan starts stroking his cock when he feels the familiar rope uncoil in his gut, slowly unraveling as they keep moving against each other. With one last push forward, he manages to push Yixing's blindfold up, to allow the younger to see just how much pleasure he has caused Yifan. And the elder is pleased when he sees the other's face contort in a mixture of want and need; want to pleasure and need to get off. Soon, the younger is also panting, miraculously able to say one word, "Close."
The younger's signal and the sight of him doing his best to pleasure the both of them pushes Yifan to the edge, his cum splattering and the force of his release is so strong it reaches Yixing's face. The younger, surprisingly opens his mouth, hoping that his boyfriend shoots some of his cum to his mouth. The elder can feel his own opening clenching and releasing whenever he reaches the base of the other's cock, taking advantage of the effects of his orgasm, he uses the remaining energy he has in his body to keep moving and pull the younger's release out of him. Then Yixing's body trembles beneath him, stiffening when his orgasm hits him, the wave of pleasure running up and down his body the only reason his body shudders and moves, wanting his release to be milked out of him. Yifan pushes the younger down to the mattress and does the rest of the work, feeling the warmth of Yixing's fluids seeping through the condom and encouraging him to keep moving.
Yifan's legs eventually give up, his whole body, heavy weight and all falling onto Yixing. His sticky seminal fluid slides between them but neither seem to mind as they pant and try to catch their breaths, throats too dry to bother talking. In the middle of the silence that envelops them, they are quickly reminded of the toy that is still lodged up the younger's ass. Yifan gives the other a peck on the lips before pushing himself off of Yixing's chest, their sweaty fronts glistening and painted white by the elder's cum. The younger whimpers when the taller male finally turns off the dildo and removes it. Yifan, somehow aroused by Yixing's debauched state licks up the other's cock, lapping at the beads of cum that are still bathing the younger's dick even when the condom is already removed.
"Fan, stop." Yixing weakly shoves his boyfriend by the shoulder as the elder plays on his oversensitivity. This makes Yifan smile but he still follows the younger's demands and crawls up the other to capture his lips in a kiss; the other denying him of what he wants until he is freed from his own handcuffs. The elder, as always, obliges, anything for Yixing and his love.
Prompt #: Original
Length: 4,811 words
Rating: NC-17
Warning/s: Bondage, Facial, Use Of Sex Toys
Summary: Yixing wakes up with a surprise waiting for him.
Notes: I wrote this quite quickly and this is neither edited nor beta-read so it might have a lot of errors. I hope you guys still enjoy it. :)
When Yixing wakes up everything is black and he feels a sense of dread take over him as he doesn't remember anything bad happening to him. He knows he got home from work quite late the night before as there were reports of shooting from an apartment building near where he was stationed for the night with Zitao. The policeman even remembers seeing his boyfriend already asleep on their bed, not moving even just a little when Yixing finally joins him in bed. So why is it that he feels a strip of cloth obscuring his vision and knotted behind his head and that he feels something cold wrapped around his wrist, a clanking sound filling the room whenever he tries to move his arms that are stretched above his head. The cool temperature is kissing his skin and only then does he realize that not only is he blindfolded and handcuffed but he's also stripped naked. When he tries to move his body and legs, as his lower limbs are free of any form of restriction, he sighs thankfully when he feels the soft mattress beneath him and he knows that he's still on their bed because he can smell the fabric softener that they use for their laundry from their bed sheets and the pillow placed beneath his head.
"Yifan?" He calls out softly, wondering if it is one of his boyfriend's games again. Between the two of them, the elder is the one who is more adventurous and always open to trying out new things. The younger attributes it to his boyfriend being a travel photographer, one who experiences more in life and never afraid to challenge himself with new things, either out of curiosity or for the job that he has decided to take on. Yixing, on the other hand, being a policeman, is the one who never really ventures out to do what he thinks is dangerous but is fun for Yifan, always strictly following the rules and never too far off course.
"Yifan?" Yixing tries one more time, louder, too loud he can feel the vein on his neck popping, thinking the elder might not be in their room. Then he hears footsteps coming from his left where he knows the door to their bedroom is, the heavy footsteps indicating Yifan's arrival. Following the heavy footsteps are quieter ones accompanied by the sound of a small bell, probably from their toy poodle, Rourou. The elder's voice talking to their puppy confirms this theory of Yixing's.
"Sorry, baby," the policeman hears his boyfriend's deep voice talking to the puppy and he can almost see the way Rourou tilts his head whenever one of them talks to him, "You can't come in until Baba and I are done." Yixing hears a little whimper before the door is closed, the sound muffled by the wood. From the other side he can hear the bell, the sound slowly disappearing as Rourou probably walks into their living room to wait for them to finish.
His thoughts are broken when Yifan addresses him, "You're awake." He can feel Yifan's calloused fingertip trace the outline of his face, the rough pad sliding down his smooth cheek. He doesn't say a word, his dread from before slowly disappearing in exchange for excitement. As much as Yixing tries to avoid doing new things, trying out new positions or whatever toy Yifan found by accident on a website he was scrolling through, he can't deny the rush it gives him whenever his boyfriend introduces him to these, when a new toy is plugging up his ass, when his boyfriend fucks him on a different surface in their house aside from their bed or the couch or when Yifan moves his limbs to test out his flexibility before fucking him in more ways than one. So he is, even if he reluctantly admits it, thrilled whenever his boyfriend surprises him. Although this might be a bit too far.
"What is this?" Yixing moves his hands so that the handcuffs will make a noise, the chain clinking with the metal rail on their headboard. He hears Yifan chuckle before replying, "Babe, they're handcuffs," he says matter-of-factly, "and here I was thinking you're the smarter one in this relationship." The younger feels his boyfriend's hand push up his hair away from his forehead before a kiss is placed on it then to the tip of his nose. Half-expecting that he will get one to his lips, he cranes his neck up and pushes his chin up while puckering his lips. The elder denies him of the kiss though, snickering against his cheek before licking the skin taut over his cheekbone.
His anger resurfaces and he snaps at his boyfriend, "You know that's not what I meant, Yifan." It would have been great if he didn't have a blindfold because then he would be able to glare at the elder even if he knows that the action never really helps him as Yifan always says that he is too cute to dawn such a menacing face.
"Well," Yixing feels the mattress dip on his left side before he senses the elder's hand patting down his hair, "I just thought we'd have a little fun," he hears a sigh leave the elder's lips next, "because you've been busy with work lately and today being your day off before I need to leave for Cambodia." Now that Yifan mentioned it, the younger remembers that the photographer is going to the Southeast Asian country on assignment and will be staying there for more than a month. The younger wants to apologize for almost forgetting about it because it is true, his job has been taking too much of his time, asking for him to have more over times lately and it leads to him having less time for Yifan. Before he can say anything though, the elder places a thumb over his plump bottom lip and says, "There's no need to apologize now, baby. Let's just have fun, eh?" As a form of reply, Yixing nods, his libido slowly rising as he feels his boyfriend's thumb trail down his chin to the middle of his chest before it comes to a stop just by his navel before Yifan caresses from his abs up to his chest again, the elder's hand kneading the muscles over his left chest. The younger hears the bed creak when Yifan moves to lean down.
"Ready for loads of fun, love?" Yifan asks, his lips just a breath away from Yixing's lips, the warmth of his breath making the younger's lips tingle and want that warmth to cover him inside and out. The cop gulps before giving a breathy reply, "Yes."
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"Mmmnnnn....haaaa....Fan...mmnnnnn...." Yixing moans as Yifan inserts the last digit, pushing his fingers deeper into his boyfriend's ass to elicit a more high-pitched moan as he curls his fingers when he pulls them out. As he expected, Yixing does give out that sound he wanted to hear, his cock growing hotter and heavier inside his boxers as he repeats the action, enjoying the way his boyfriend thrashes on the bed, trying his hardest to keep still as the elder pushes and pulls, rubbing his insides deliciously.
Yifan likes seeing Yixing like this, submitting to him and at the same time controlling him. The younger rarely ever takes the initiative when it comes to sex, always exhausted with his job and never really keen on switching it up from time to time but when he is already under Yifan, bathed in the elder's saliva and touches, he always demands for more, always leaving the elder more than happy to oblige; his hold on the reins evident when Yifan goes deeper when he asks him to and faster when he commands him to.
It is no different now as Yifan wants nothing more than to please his boyfriend, wanting the younger to cum under his spell and his plans for the day. He is sure that Yixing has a lot in store for him to lap on, as they haven't been able to do it for a week now. The younger has been posted on night duties lately, not to mention the many incidences that has him staying late at work, making it harder for them to have time together and hindering the sexual aspect of their relationship. The elder knows Yixing will still be on a graveyard shift for the following week after his day off so he devised a plan that he thought was fail proof and it was.
Yixing always knocks out cold when he comes home at night as every other good citizen who does well in their job, well towards exhaustion. Yifan knows the younger doesn't wake up until his alarm clock goes off but it being his day off, he knows there will be no such sound blaring in the morning but just in case the other forgot, the elder checked the alarm placed on Yixing's bedside table to turn it off. Both of them sleep well even with the lights on so they never really invested on a blindfold but he found a dark colored handkerchief in his boyfriend's cabinet and stashed it to his nightstand before he went to bed. He knows Yixing always keeps his handcuffs inside the drawer of his nightstand and never in his life has Yifan ever been more grateful that he is dating a cop. The younger never really sleeps with much clothes on, he would always come into bed with nothing but his boxers on, if it was cold enough he would put a tank top on but that's about it. That's why it was easy for the elder to strip him naked by just removing Yixing's boxers, the action of pulling the undergarment down barely getting him a groan for a reaction. Keeping Yixing's arms stretched up to cuff them to the bed rails was harder than Yifan expected as the younger always slept on his side. Therefore, Yifan had to roll him on his back and straddle him before stretching his arms up, hoping that he doesn't wake up in the process. And he didn't, which also meant that he was too exhausted to do so as he knows that Yixing is always alert being a cop did that to him. He sighed and caressed the younger's face for a second, feeling bad for the poor conditions of his boyfriend's work. Then he felt Yixing stir, prompting him to stop mid stroke, only to scramble off the bed after placing the blindfold over the other's eyes before leaving him to sleep more.
"Fan...you....mmmnnn...ahhhh..." Yifan knows what Yixing means by that, always feeling guilty that he's the only one getting pleasured and the elder knows that his boyfriend will not stop until he gets to reciprocate. So Yifan slides his fingers out of the younger's ass hole, the whine accompanied by the way the younger's entrance clenches on thin air has him groaning. So as not to reduce the stimulation the other is receiving, the elder reaches for the latest toy he has bought for Yixing. He coats the dildo with copious amounts of lubricant, making sure that the whole shaft is lathered with the liquid before he inserts it into his boyfriend's gaping hole. He uses his pointer finger to massage the rim of the younger's opening, bathing himself in the breathy moans the other is giving him. He then uses it to keep the other's hole open, instructing Yixing to relax and open up as well. The other eagerly does as told, probably hoping that the elder will be inserting his cock next. There is a slight hint of discomfort on Yixing's face when Yifan starts inserting the tip of the dildo, causing the elder to stop to massage the younger's hips and kiss his lean abdominals.
"Not...you?" Yixing asks, the elder concluding that the other feels the tip of the dildo curved with nothing slamming against his rim, as opposed to the tip of Yifan's cock. When the elder hears a slight hint of disappointment in the younger's voice he feels a swell of pride burst in his chest because Yixing rarely ever asks for his cock and the most subtle hints of him wanting it always makes Yifan's brain go haywire. His almost innocent Yixing, asking for his cock and not a dildo. But as much as Yifan just wants to take his boyfriend, he does have plans and he still wants to drag it out a little bit, knowing perfectly well how satisfying it will be in the end.
"Not yet, baby," Yifan replies, feeling a bit guilty for lying to his boyfriend but when Yixing meekly responds with, "Okay," spreading his legs and lifting his ass a little bit off of the mattress, the elder forgets and proceeds to insert the rest of the dildo into the younger's ass, filling his boyfriend's cavity with the toy that is slightly smaller than his own size. When he flips the switch, Yixing keens and the whirring noise of the dildo is overthrown by the pleasured sounds leaving the younger's lips. Yifan's eyes rake up and down the cop's body, writhing in pleasure and his mouth unable to suppress the moans leaving him as the dildo vibrates inside him.
"Yi...faaan...mmmnnnn..." The elder suppresses the urge to remove the dildo and have his cock inside Yixing instead as he watches the other bite down his lower lip and grind his hips down even when the whole toy is already inside and there is no more for his insides to push down on.
Yifan swallows and reluctantly peels himself off the bed, leaving a kiss to Yixing's lips after whispering, "Don't bite them, you know I live for your moans." His words seem to fuel the younger, following his instructions and letting loose, moaning to his heart's content as the elder crawls down to the foot of the bed to discard his boxers. Yifan keeps his eyes glued to his boyfriend's body, squirming and arching off the mattress whenever the dildo brushes close to his prostate. The sight is enough for his cock to leak, his precum oozing even without him touching himself yet. He raises one leg over the bed and starts stroking his cock, eyeing the younger's dick curving towards his stomach, the erection still glistening with his saliva from the earlier blowjob he gave Yixing. It has precum flowing out of it as well and Yifan is more than excited to lick it all up, the thought urging him to climb up the bed once more and to move forward. He uncurls the younger's toes before sucking on them lightly, one by one. The added stimulation has Yixing lifting his other leg slightly and it does nothing but spur Yifan to take his other foot and suck on his toes there as well. The younger doesn't get to say anything, the elder humming to himself in satisfaction seeing as his boyfriend is unable to form and articulate words by now.
Slowly, Yifan places Yixing's feet back to the mattress before crawling over his boyfriend, leaving kisses over the younger's body, licking at the hickeys he left behind earlier and sucking some more on areas that are still free of his hint of ownership. The younger doesn't even bother closing his mouth anymore, letting it hang agape as Yifan nibbles on his bottom lip before allowing his tongue to slither in, his hand playing with the dildo to tease his boyfriend. He enjoys how Yixing is desperately rubbing his cock against Yifan's, even lifting his hips just to get the friction he needs. The younger whines when the elder moves and the pout he wears showcases his swollen lips, the way they glisten with Yifan's saliva has the elder placing his knees just beside Yixing's head, aiming the tip of his cock towards the other's mouth. The warmth emanating from the younger's lips is enough to excite Yifan's senses, Yixing even darting his tongue out when he comes to comprehend what is about to happen. The taller man watches as the tip of the younger's tongue outlines the head of his cock, craning his neck to get a good taste of the prince's hot meat.
When Yifan couldn't take the teasing anymore, he massages the younger's jaws and tells him, "Open your mouth for me, baby."
As soon as Yixing opens his mouth, Yifan slides his cock into the younger, the wet warmth tantalizingly amazing, making himself push further with the other's lips providing the well-deserved friction he has been wanting. He moves his hand from Yixing's jaw to the back of the younger's neck, supporting it so that his head will be lifted off the pillow. The other tries his best for Yifan, his teeth scraping the elder's cock from time to time, his cheeks hollowing as he sucks at his boyfriend's member. The elder removes his manhood out of his boyfriend's mouth from time to time, instructing the other to lick at his shaft before he inserts it back in, loving the way Yixing tries to deepthroat him even with his movements being limited, gagging around the elder's cock and moaning as he keeps grinding down on the dildo still plugged into his ass.
The elder reaches for the lubricant again, the bottle tossed just near Yixing's head, the tell tale sign of the cap being opened makes the younger moan, the vibrations of it intensifying the pleasure Yifan is experiencing as the tip of his cock kisses the back of Yixing's throat where the vibrations are stronger. He knows the sound of the lubricant squirting onto his fingers is something that excites the other and Yifan's feels sorry for a moment that his excitement is meant for a different conclusion. But the elder doesn't stop, deeming his fingers well-lubricated, he pushes his cock into Yixing's mouth and he keeps it there as he spreads his own ass cheeks apart, hoping the younger will be able to breathe well as he pushes the first finger in. He had already prepared himself while he was taking a shower so the first finger doesn't pain him as much anymore, just the initial burn that stings from penetration lingers as he pushes himself down onto his fingers and pulling his cock out of Yixing's mouth at the same time. He barely lets out a sound during the whole process, fucking his boyfriend's mouth while he fucks himself with his finger. Not long after, Yifan adds a second finger, unable to suppress a moan now as he brushes near his prostate, the sound makes Yixing raise an eyebrow. When Yifan pulls away from Yixing to insert more of his fingers into his ass, the younger voices out his question.
"Are you...are you stretching yourself?" The younger asks, the elder's cock sliding against his cheek when he dodges it. Yifan feels the younger shudder when he hears the breathy yes that the elder responds with, a different kind of excitement now coursing through his veins. Yixing rarely does Yifan, the occurrence so sporadic that the elder can count it on one hand. As much as Yifan likes giving, he also like receiving but the younger never really took the opportunity to do the elder as much as he likes. But in the instances that such a thing has happened, Yifan thinks that Yixing also enjoyed himself even if he barely showed control. The younger doesn't ask anymore questions, opening his mouth again to take Yifan in his mouth in hopes to alleviate his pain, knowing how it feels to be opened and stretched to fit something inside the small space. The elder appreciate his boyfriend's gesture and slides the last finger in, thanking the thickness of his fingers to avoid having the need for another digit to be inserted into him.
Yifan's movements are vigorous as he fucks himself on his fingers, the long appendages brushing his prostate as he repeats to himself what he did to Yixing, curling his fingers as he pulls them out. Afraid that he will burst into the younger's mouth without even having the other's cock inside him and without even letting Yixing cum, he gingerly removes his fingers and pulls out of his boyfriend's mouth, instantly missing the way the younger's tongue massages his shaft and his fingers rubbing against his walls. But he quickly dismisses it as he reaches for the condom, ripping the foil open and retrieving the rubber before moving lower down Yixing's body. He places himself over the younger's stomach before twisting his torso to grab his boyfriend's cock, the other's erection stiff and looking like it is about to burst.
"Baby," Yixing barely breathes out, voice raspy from giving his boyfriend head, "the dildo," Yifan can see that he's trying to push the toy out by himself but the elder reaches to his bottom and the hope is visible in the younger's face that the taller man feels he is being cruel to his boyfriend.
"We need to keep it on, baby," when Yixing tries to protest, the elder shushes him with a finger to his lips, "Trust me on this one." Without prompt and without needing to pump the younger's cock for it to stand erect, the elder grabs Yixing's dick and slowly sinks down on it. He can only imagine what Yixing must be feeling at the moment, blindfolded and at the mercy of his boyfriend as the warmth of Yifan's insides wraps around him. They release groans consecutively and continuously as the elder impales himself on Yixing's cock, his eyes rolling to the back of his skull at the feeling of being filled by his boyfriend. When he is able to fully sit on the younger's cock, he lets out a sigh as the other tries not to move because he is being stimulated front and back.
Yifan likes watching the way Yixing represses the urge to just fuck him, hands curling around the metal railing, legs trembling as sweat pours out of his body, biting his lips close to drawing blood. The elder slides his hands up the younger's front, allowing his fingers to linger a little on his boyfriend's nipples before rising up to the other's shoulder, using it to support himself as he leans down to kiss Yixing's lips. Against the younger's soft pair, he whispers, "You can move, baby," along with these words he starts moving his hips with a wave-like motion, pulling a groan from the younger, "Don't stop yourself."
He can see that Yixing wants to reply but he also knows that with the thumbs rubbing his nipples, the dildo inside him and the warmth surrounding his cock, there is no way for him to be able to even think. Yifan just wishes that the smaller man beneath him will allow his instincts to kick in soon. But seeing as the younger is still trying to control himself, Yifan places it on his shoulders to do the moving, bracing himself on Yixing's chest, putting his weight on his knees as he slowly goes up only to slam back down onto his boyfriend's cock again. His watches as his movement causes his cock to bounce, the sight mouthwatering and somehow also makes his cock feel good. The force of his action makes Yixing jerk, his hips canting up and giving Yifan hope that he will move against him soon, thrusting his hips up to meet the elder's. The younger does start moving, the way his cock scrapes against Yifan's insides produce a squelching sound that is music to the elder's ears. His moans become louder as Yixing starts bucking his hips up stronger than he did before, helping Yifan achieve pleasure as he does the same for himself. The elder notices the way the other is moving his hips in different directions, probably to find Yifan's prostate. Although his thrusts are stuttering, due to the stimulation his other body parts are receiving, they are enough to send Yifan on a high as Yixing's cock fucks him in different angles, reaching corners of his walls that have been neglected by his fingers, arousing them for the elder to reward the other with his moans. Yifan appreciates it that Yixing is slowly throwing his inhibitions and is close to openly fucking the elder with no shame and caving in to his desires.
Then all of Yixing's hard work pays off when he hits the elder's prostate, making Yifan scream: "Fuck Xing!" The elder repeats these words as he rides his boyfriend's cock, pushing himself lower on the younger's erection and having the crown of Yixing's manhood rub against his prostate, feeling the delicious friction that sends spikes of pleasure up his spine. The younger indulges him and pushes up as hard as he can every time he meets Yifan's hips, plunging deeper and having the tip abuse his boyfriend's favourite bundle of nerves.
"Babe! Babe! Close!" Yifan is capable of producing monosyllabic words by now, Yixing faring no better as he huffs and puffs, moans and groans with no discernible word coming out of his mouth. The elder with his half-lidded eyes and pleasure driven movements, can see the younger mouth "Go" his lips barely able to close to say "Cum." But Yifan, after many years of being together understands just what the other wants to convey and tells him one word, "Together."
So they keep moving with one goal in mind, their hips working extra hard into achieving said goal. This is when the elder misses the other's hands roaming all over his body but having such control over Yixing also arouses him, maybe even more as he eyes the younger's arms flex while he tries his hardest to refrain from moving and hurting himself, the sound of metal clanking against metal reminding him of this power.
Yifan starts stroking his cock when he feels the familiar rope uncoil in his gut, slowly unraveling as they keep moving against each other. With one last push forward, he manages to push Yixing's blindfold up, to allow the younger to see just how much pleasure he has caused Yifan. And the elder is pleased when he sees the other's face contort in a mixture of want and need; want to pleasure and need to get off. Soon, the younger is also panting, miraculously able to say one word, "Close."
The younger's signal and the sight of him doing his best to pleasure the both of them pushes Yifan to the edge, his cum splattering and the force of his release is so strong it reaches Yixing's face. The younger, surprisingly opens his mouth, hoping that his boyfriend shoots some of his cum to his mouth. The elder can feel his own opening clenching and releasing whenever he reaches the base of the other's cock, taking advantage of the effects of his orgasm, he uses the remaining energy he has in his body to keep moving and pull the younger's release out of him. Then Yixing's body trembles beneath him, stiffening when his orgasm hits him, the wave of pleasure running up and down his body the only reason his body shudders and moves, wanting his release to be milked out of him. Yifan pushes the younger down to the mattress and does the rest of the work, feeling the warmth of Yixing's fluids seeping through the condom and encouraging him to keep moving.
Yifan's legs eventually give up, his whole body, heavy weight and all falling onto Yixing. His sticky seminal fluid slides between them but neither seem to mind as they pant and try to catch their breaths, throats too dry to bother talking. In the middle of the silence that envelops them, they are quickly reminded of the toy that is still lodged up the younger's ass. Yifan gives the other a peck on the lips before pushing himself off of Yixing's chest, their sweaty fronts glistening and painted white by the elder's cum. The younger whimpers when the taller male finally turns off the dildo and removes it. Yifan, somehow aroused by Yixing's debauched state licks up the other's cock, lapping at the beads of cum that are still bathing the younger's dick even when the condom is already removed.
"Fan, stop." Yixing weakly shoves his boyfriend by the shoulder as the elder plays on his oversensitivity. This makes Yifan smile but he still follows the younger's demands and crawls up the other to capture his lips in a kiss; the other denying him of what he wants until he is freed from his own handcuffs. The elder, as always, obliges, anything for Yixing and his love.