Fire and Ice
He didn’t really know what had possessed him to do it, but Jiyong found himself waiting for Seunghyun outside the bathroom door with a tray of ice cubes in his hand. Maybe their love life had become a little… monotonous. Maybe he was being all metaphorical and shit; Seunghyun was ice to Jiyong’s fire. He had to laugh to himself a bit at that, because when it came to sex his thoughts were about as deep as a puddle. Most likely, he just wanted to see how Seunghyun would react to the sensation of frozen water being dragged across his hypersensitive, post-shower skin. He smiled at the thought, and popped one cube from the tray, setting the rest on the nightstand beside the bed.
The other man emerged from the steamy room a minute later, and Jiyong wasted no time pinning him to the bed, naked. He wasn’t exactly dressed, either, being clad only in a pair of tightie-whities that Seunghyun seemed to love so much, but it was the older man whose nudity was his only focus.
Seunghyun looked startled momentarily, but when he saw what Jiyong had in his hand, he laughed.
“Oh, baby. I knew you were kinky.”
Jiyong stuck his tongue out at him, and Seunghyun sucked it into his mouth. Jiyong almost forgot his plan with the ice cube; would have, really, if it hadn’t started to make his fingers ache with its frigidity. With great effort he pulled back and shook a finger at Seunghyun.
“Oh no no no. This time you get to lay back and enjoy the fruits of my labor,” he purred, slipping the ice into his mouth.
Seunghyun was already half hard, and when Jiyong put his cold, wet fingers on his hip bone, that changed to full-on erect. The other man watched his face carefully as he sucked on the frozen cube, noting the way his eyes widened as he trailed his cool fingers lower.
“Don’t even… God… don’t even think about sticking your cold fucking finger in my ass, Jiyong,” he growled, at once unbelievably turned on but wary of the sensation he wasn’t sure he was going to enjoy. Jiyong shot him a look that could have given him an instant erection had he not already been painfully hard.
“I would never.”
He chewed the ice cube into smaller pieces, spreading Seunghyun’s legs and lowering himself between them at the same time. With his eyes peering intently over the swell of Seunghyun’s thigh, he leaned forward and buried his tongue inside his lover.
The other man came up off the bed and shouted a litany of curses, but he wrapped his thighs tight around Jiyong’s head and didn’t let go. After a moment he flopped back down and threw an arm over his eyes, thrashing his head back and forth at the nearly indescribable pleasure his fucking freak of a boyfriend was giving him.
“Fuck, Jiyong. Oh my God.” He couldn’t put together a coherent sentence, but with the way Jiyong’s magical tongue was working away at him, he didn’t give a good goddamn.
Jiyong pulled himself away from his rim job long enough to spit into his hand, then wrapped it around Seunghyun’s cock at the same time he re-inserted his tongue into his asshole. The older man let out an embarrassingly loud moan at the feeling of cool digits tugging at his overheated flesh. He’d never experienced anything like this before, and he wanted to kiss Jiyong for opening up a whole new world of sensation to him. After he took his tongue out of his ass, of course.
That moment came sooner than he would have thought possible, but the feeling of Jiyong’s lithe muscle inside of him coupled with the amazing hand job he was being given sent him over the edge in mere minutes. He might have been ashamed at his lack of staying power had he not just come so hard he’d nearly blacked out.
He felt the bed shift, and Jiyong lowered himself to his side, tracing nonsensical patterns on his chest.
“You like that, baby?” he asked. If Seunghyun could think straight, he might have heard the insecurity in the smaller man’s voice. It hardly mattered though, as his answer destroyed any fears Jiyong might have had.
“Like is not nearly a strong enough word, Ji,” he panted, rubbing at his eyes with the heel of his palm.
When he cracked them open, Jiyong was beaming down at him. It was unfair how he could look so fucking adorable and innocent after having his tongue inside Seunghyun’s ass. He bent down and kissed his boyfriend on the cheek, completing the endearing picture.
“I’m gonna go get you a towel, and brush my teeth.”
Seunghyun smiled back at him, watched his small, firm ass sway just slightly as he walked into the bathroom, only to re-emerge a moment later and toss a hand towel onto the bed. When Jiyong shut the door and began cleaning his mouth, Seunghyun finally wiped the mess off his stomach and from between his legs. He let his eyes wander to the bedside table as he tossed the crumpled towel into the hamper on the other side of the room. On it sat the rest of the ice cubes. He smiled wickedly and removed one from the tray.
Jiyong opened the door a few minutes later, and when he did, Seunghyun attacked. He pulled the other man back onto the bed with him and settled a thigh in between Jiyong’s own, feeling the heat of him through his briefs.
“My turn,” he whispered into his lover’s ear, delighting in the way he shivered at the seductive tone.
He brought one hand up to pinch lightly at Jiyong’s left nipple, and drew tiny circles around his right with the ice he’d confiscated a moment ago. Jiyong threw his head back onto Seunghyun’s shoulder and groaned. Seunghyun felt his cock stirring above his thigh, and smiled as he nipped at the delicate skin of the other man’s slender neck.
“Mmm, just wait, baby,” he said, teeth leaving tiny red marks on Jiyong’s throat. “I haven’t even started yet.”
Jiyong whimpered; a throaty sound, so full of need and desire that Seunghyun pushed him back onto the bed, wanting to hear more, stripping him of his underwear in record time. He popped the ice into his mouth and crushed it between his teeth the way Jiyong had previously, gazing at him from underneath hooded eyelids. Jiyong bit his lips and closed his eyes.
“If you keep looking at me like that, I’m gonna come before you even touch me,” he breathed, gripping the sheets and circling his hips on the bed.
He’d looked so innocent after their first round, but now he looked completely and utterly debauched. Seunghyun loved it. Slowly, he parted Jiyong’s thighs and trailed a hand down to grip his bobbing erection. He lowered himself and stuck his tongue out, tentatively licking the head to gauge the other’s reaction; he wasn’t sure that cold and dicks meshed well, but he really, really wanted to find out.
If the startled cry of pleasure and tight grip on his hair pushing him lower was any indication, the answer was a resounding ‘yes’. He swallowed the shards of ice that remained on his tongue and took the rest of Jiyong into his mouth, and his boyfriend howled and bucked in ecstasy. He brought a hand up and stopped sucking Jiyong’s cock in order to coat his fingers in cool saliva, then he resumed his task, this time using his newly lubricated digits to probe at the smaller man’s entrance.
When he inserted the first, all the way up to the third knuckle, Jiyong bent his knees. With the addition of the second, and some well-practiced scissoring motions, Jiyong was moaning continuously. Seunghyun added a third finger at the same time he took Jiyong deep into his throat, and in seconds the younger man was calling out his name, coming in waves.
Seunghyun walked unsteadily into the bathroom a minute later and grabbed another hand towel. He cleaned his fingers off first, then his mouth, and then he lifted Jiyong’s hips and wiped the moisture from him as well. This towel was also tossed into the hamper across the room. Seunghyun had become a pro at hand towel freethrows in the six months he and Jiyong had been together.
With a satisfied and weary sigh, he dropped onto his side next to Jiyong whose mouth was still open, eyes glazed in post-coital bliss. Seunghyun planted a kiss on his shoulder, and he finally blinked, sluggishly, as if he were drugged. Jiyong’s tongue was slow to work, but when it did, Seunghyun had to smile at his words.
“Next time… next time… chocolate syrup.”
Just a little PWP. Enjoy, my lovelies!
Rating: NC-17
Characters: Jiyong, Seunghyun
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not get to watch Jiyong and Seunghyun act out my twisted fantasies in real life :(