[exo] make me breathless
make me breathless
exo ; tao/baekhyun ; nc-17 ; pwp, smut ; warnings: breathplay, orgasm denial
Baekhyun’s eyes open, and something stirs in Tao’s stomach as he sees the lust in Baekhyun’s eyes, the sheer want in the way his irises stretch around the black of his eyes and blown wide. The feel of the leather around his knuckles and around Baekhyun’s neck.
notes: nothing. but. porn. literally. i planned this to be a fluffy fic because this but then i suddenly want it to be porn and i want to drown and because the fandom needs some more baektao + breathplay and because kei17 made me and then leadernim encouraged me with the promise of more porn and i hope you two burn in hell because i was gonna scrap this. also i can’t title so.
"Hyung, what--"
Tao's voice is quiet, confused, maybe a bit scared as he eyes the collar on Baekhyun's hand with wary eyes.
But it's been too long, his hand isn't enough to relieve himself anymore. He wants Tao, and his hot skin and heavy breaths in his ear and muscles that ripple with anticipation under his touch.
Tao is still frowning, even as Baekhyun walks closer and slots himself into Tao's curves and angles. His heart does a little flip in his chest when he fits in perfectly, but the younger's hands on his waist are still uncertain, thumbs rubbing his sides slowly and occasionally slipping under the hem of his shirt.
"Baekhyun-hyung?" he asks, the soft call of his name sending shivers down his spine. It's quiet inside the room, almost entirely silent, and Baekhyun's glad Chanyeol's staying in M's dorm tonight and all of K are out.
"It's okay Tao, I just-- I just want to try something new." He attempts a smile, but as much as he wants this, he's nervous as well. Tao's eyes flicker towards the collar again. Baekhyun tries to swallow the lump in his throat with no success.
“Okay...” Tao begins carefully, fingers closing around the strap of leather and Baekhyun’s hand simultaneously. “So, uh--”
“Wait, this is for me,” Baekhyun says hurriedly, wrenching the object away from Tao’s grip. Tao raises his eyebrows, and Baekhyun feels the flush creeping up his cheeks. “I mean I-- if you want to, that is, but I want to try...?”
Tao stays silent for a while, studying Baekhyun with his dark eyes. Baekhyun squirms under the intensity of his gaze, conscious of the way Tao’s hand clenches and unclenches the fabric of the shirt on his back.
And then Tao laughs, so suddenly Baekhyun jumps in surprise. When he looks up Tao’s eyes are scrunched up in mirth, smiling with his whole face. Baekhyun turns even redder and starts to pull away from Tao’s hold but Tao holds him in place.
The elder freezes when Tao’s laughter subsides and he brings his mouth close to Baekhyun’s ear, whispering a quiet, “Alright.”
And without warning, Tao rolls his hips and Baekhyun feels his hard-on rubbing against his thigh. He gasps, clutching at his boyfriend’s upper arm almost painfully. He didn’t think Tao would agree to the idea so easily, but here he is, getting hard really quickly and panting harshly as Tao mouths his earlobe, leaving teasing nibbles along the cartilage. Tao blows hot air into his ear and Baekhyun moans, but the sound is immediately swallowed by Tao’s hungry lips on his.
He’s so preoccupied with the kiss he doesn’t realize it when Tao sneakily takes the collar from his hand and winds it around his neck. He’s only realized when he hears the clink of the metal on the buckle, pulling away from Tao’s mouth with a gasp.
“You-- I--” he says incredulously, fingering the leather against his neck. It feels nice resting against his collarbones, fitting around his slender neck perfectly.
Tao is watching him with half-lidded eyes, taking in the sight of the dark material of the collar against Baekhyun’s fair skin. And then he exhales, loudly, shakily.
“God,” he mutters with something like resignation in his voice before he leans forward to kiss Baekhyun again. Baekhyun does a little happy jiggle inside, ecstatic that Tao is seemingly enjoying this as well. They stumble towards Baekhyun’s unmade bed, mouths still attached to each others’ and Baekhyun fumbling with the buttons of Tao’s baby blue shirt.
They fall on the mattress, Baekhyun on top of Tao and the younger gives a pained grunt when his Baekhyun’s elbow dig into his stomach by accident, but Baekhyun couldn’t care less because he finally has Tao’s shirt off his shoulders. He straddles Tao, tongue tangled with his as the pulse on his neck thrums against the collar, sending blood rushing south.
He’s almost shivering in anticipation when he pulls away momentarily to take off his t-shirt and throw it to some dark corner of the room. He immediately reattaches his lips to Tao’s skin, sucking at a spot on his neck. “Take my pants off,” he breathes, relishing in Tao’s tiny gasps and moans. “Take yours off.”
Tao complies, quickly discarding them of their jeans and boxers, and Baekhyun shivers when the air hits his skin. But Tao gathers him into his arms and before Baekhyun can say anything, rolls them over so Baekhyun’s pressed against the warm sheets and his even warmer body. He smiles up at him in gratitude. The way Tao sometimes care for him as though he’s the older one in the relationship makes his heart thump harder inside his chest, and Baekhyun kind of want to stay like this, forever.
Suddenly Tao rocks his hips to Baekhyun’s, their cocks rubbing together, equally hard and hot. Baekhyun’s eyes flutter shut at the friction and he lets his mouth fall slack in a loud moan and Tao continues rutting against him, over and over until Baekhyun’s a shivering, moaning mess in his arms.
“God, hyung,” Tao pants harshly to the dip in his collarbones, and then moving a little upwards to bite into the leather of the collar, pulling it with his teeth. Baekhyun’s breath hitches as the strap tightens around his neck, only slightly closing up his airway but the effect is tremendous. Baekhyun’s whole body shakes and he moans so loud as his cock gets even harder, standing heavy between his legs. Tao releases his teeth immediately, but the feeling of the leather digging into his skin and cutting his supply of air still lingers, and Baekhyun shakily brings his fingers to his neck, feeling the slight burn.
“Hyung?” Tao calls uncertainly, hands gripping Baekhyun’s sides. “Are you okay? God, I’m sorry--”
“It’s okay, Tao,” he cut across him, touching three fingers to Tao’s lips. “I wanted that. I was meant to ask you to do that, but you found out before I got to tell you, I guess,” Baekhyun laughs sheepishly, but Tao’s eyes widen at his confession.
“But--but what if I hurt you?” he says, propping himself up on one elbow to look down at him. He pulls Baekhyun closer, bringing his face close so their nose touch.
“You won’t. I trust you.”
“But--”
“Please?” Baekhyun’s never one to ask, but he really wants this so bad, wants to try it out with Tao he doesn’t care if he has to beg. “Please, Tao? Just this once?”
Tao is conflicted, an array of emotions flickering through his features in quick succession. Uncertainty, anxiety, fear, lust, curiosity, worry, but then his face clears and he sighs, and Baekhyun knows the battle is won.
“Alright,” he grumbles, tackling Baekhyun into the bed and Baekhyun’s peals of amused laughter are muffled by the sheets as they roll around the duvet for a while. Tao soon joins in, and the whole thing turns into a tickle war. But Baekhyun freezes and Tao moans when Baekhyun’s hand accidentally brush against the younger’s still hard cock, and Tao’s eyes meet his, dark and misted with lust.
Instead of pulling his hand away, Baekhyun licks his lips and wraps his fingers more securely around Tao’s length, feeling it throb against palm. Tao’s chest rises and falls sharply with each stroke of his hand, and before long there’s precum gathering at the head, and Baekhyun smears it around his cock to make the slide of his hand easier.
“S-stop,” Tao pushes his hand away after a while, and Baekhyun finally looks up. He’d been so concentrated on the task at hand he didn’t realize what a mess Tao’s become. His sweaty bangs are sticking to his forehead and falling into his eyes, mouth wide open and he’s panting hard, the elbows propping himself up shaking. He reaches out and slips two fingers under Baekyun’s collar, and then pulls him up to a kiss.
When Baekhyun’s distracted by his probing lips and tongue, he hooks a foot under Baekhyun’s legs and flips their positions, chuckling at Baekhyun’s surprised yelp. He distracts Baekhyun again with kisses to his chest as he reaches over to the drawer of the bedside table where he knows Baekhyun keeps lube. He pulls the little bottle out victoriously once he’s managed to locate it amongst the socks and underwear inside the drawer, and pulls his lips away from Baekhyun’s heaving chest for a moment to uncap the lid.
The elder watches him with glazed eyes as Tao pours some into his hand and then spreading it around. He looks gorgeous, Tao thinks, tilting his head to admire his boyfriend. Baekhyun’s whole face is flushed right down to his neck, hair mussed up and lips red and slick with spit. His eyes are empty save for lust, pupils blown.
“Okay,” Tao says, catching Baekhyun’s attention. “Right. Lay down properly.”
Baekhyun is obedient; he pulls his elbows from under him and lands on the pillows with a soft flump, eyes never leaving Tao’s. His breath hitches when Tao traces the underside of his cock, down to his balls, and then catching on Baekhyun’s hole. Tao watches carefully for Baekhyun’s every reaction as he rubs his thumb teasingly, prodding it with a finger but never enough to properly penetrate him.
Baekhyun whines, hips lifting off the bed as Tao continues to just tease him. “Tao.”
“Mmm?” he hums nonchalantly, and when Baekhyun opens his mouth to say something else, he pushes a finger in. Baekhyun’s body twists in surprise at the sudden intrusion, causing his finger to go in even deeper. The elder cries out, back arching and Tao has to hold him down with his weight so he wouldn’t move around so much.
His free arm wrap around Baekhyun’s waist as the other pulls out of his body before pushing back in quickly, and Baekhyun jolts in his arms. He continues a fast rhythm for a while and then adds another one when the muscle around his first finger is loose enough, when Baekhyun’s harsh panting against his neck is so loud it blocks out all other sounds.
He’s about to add another finger when Baekhyun grips his shoulder hard, pretty-rounded off nails digging into his flesh.
“Choke me.”
Tao’s brain whirrs to a stop at the words, and his hand stops moving. His eyes slides down to Baekhyun’s neck, the collar looking deceptively innocent and almost forgotten. He meets Baekhyun’s eyes again, and sees the certainty there, and he realizes that Baekhyun’s dead serious about this. So he grits his teeth and pushes his fingers into Baekhyun again, using the opportunity when Baekhyun closes his eyes to reach up and take the collar into his hands, and then twisting it halfway.
Baekhyun’s eyes fly open instantly, fingers reaching out to fist in the sheets as his body convulses, legs kicking. Tao releases his hold quickly, afraid he’d hurt Baekhyun and pulls his fingers out the same time.
But Baekhyun panics and searches for Tao’s hand and puts it to his neck, bucking his hips up and making his cock bounce against his stomach.
“No, do that again, please,” he begs, expression helpless as he continues to buck into air. Tao stills his movement with a hand on his stomach, lust and anxiety coursing through his veins in equal quantity. He really doesn’t want to hurt Baekhyun, and yet all Tao wants is to just pleasure him, so he gulps audibly and inserts three fingers in again.
After the fifth thrust Baekhyun keens, back arching off the bed and Tao knows he’s found his prostate. So he sticks his tongue between his teeth and concentrates on hitting that spot again, feeling very pleased with himself when the elder lets out a shaky moan, hips bucking down to take his fingers in deeper.
Carefully, Tao takes the collar in his hand and twists it again, mesmerized as the leather digs into the soft flesh of Baekhyun’s neck, the skin scrunching up tightly and turning white. This time, when Baekhyun once again reacts violently and kicks out, Tao doesn’t let the collar go. He watches as Baekhyun thrashes around, hands fisting into pillows and sheets and feet pushing at the mattress, mouth open in a silent scream. His fingers are still pumping into Baekhyun, accurately hitting their their target every time and adding into the pleasure. His hole is spasming, muscles clenching and unclenching around his fingers and Tao wonders what it would feel like to feel that on his cock.
Baekhyun’s kicks and punches weaken, and his eyes turn rather glassy so Tao finally lets go. He can hear the air rushing to fill Baekhyun’s lungs, and the elder coughs, eyes watering.
“Good god,” Baekhyun rasps, and he reaches up to tangle his fingers through Tao’s dark hair. “That was good.”
Tao smiles, rather wickedly, and his fingers which are still inside Baekhyun, starts assaulting his prostate again. Baekhyun’s eyes widen and he fairly screams, which Tao quickly muffles with his lips. He tightens the collar again with his other hand while pressing down and rubbing hard against the bundle of nerves, and Baekhyun sobs into his mouth, thighs shaking.
When Baekhyun’s walls start spasming, fluttering against his fingers helplessly signalling orgasm, Tao pulls out and frees the collar.
The elder’s breathing stops instead of easing, confused and still trying to comprehend what just happened, and when he finally realizes Tao is kneeling over him, smirking, instead of bringing him over the edge, Baekhyun exhales heavily and whines. His head falls back to the pillow, expression scrunched up in torture.
“Tao, why? I was so close!” he complains, wrapping his fingers around his own cock desperately. But the younger slaps the hand away, and reaches for the discarded bottle of lube again. Baekhyun’s mouth opens in an understanding ‘oh’, and he watches as Tao pours the lube straight to his cock, and tugs on it a few times to spread it around.
“Okay. Hyung.” Tao looks up to see Baekhyun eyeing his cock hungrily, legs unconsciously spreading and revealing his wet hole. He fits himself between his thighs, a hand stroking the ample curve of his ass, alternating from massaging the flesh to spreading it. He pulls Baekhyun’s ass up, making his hips lift off the bed and Baekhyun’s legs to fall open even more.
Tao laughs as Baekhyun yelps, and laughs some more when Baekhyun shoots him an indignant look.
“Just put it in,” he growls, and Tao beams as he kisses him. He lines up to Baekhyun’s hole and slowly thrusts in, both of them moaning into the others’ mouth, Baekhyun at finally being filled, and Tao at the tight, hot heat around his cock.
He sets a slow rhythm at first, casually rocking in and out of Baekhyun’s body as he waits for him to fully adjust to his girth. But then Baekhyun starts bucking down, fucking himself on Tao’s cock, he picks up the pace and Baekhyun’s back arches, their chests pressing flush together. Tao brushes Baekhyun’s bangs, soaked with sweat, away from his face, and then touches their foreheads together. Baekhyun’s eyes open, and something stirs in Tao’s stomach as he sees the lust in Baekhyun’s eyes, the sheer want in the way his irises stretch around the black of his eyes and blown wide.
“Choke me,” Baekhyun whispers, eyes going half-lidded. “Choke me again, Tao.”
Tao complies, pulling the collar down and then twisting it around his knuckles hard, harder than before. Baekhyun’s eyes flutter shut, mouth opening and nostrils flaring, trying to draw in air but unable to do so and he makes choking noises deep in his throat. Tao drinks in each of the sounds, reveling in it as he repeatedly pounds into Baekhyun’s pliant body, the elders thighs twitching hopelessly beside his waists.
And then Baekhyun’s hole clenches and unclenches around him, and Tao frowns. He quickly lets go of the collar and circles the base of Baekhyun’s leaking cock, stopping his orgasm mid-way with restricting fingers. Baekhyun wheezes for breath, sitting up and wordlessly trying to get Tao’s hand away and let him come, but Tao held on.
“Tao, please, I need to come,” he practically sobs, eyes scrunching up tight as the tip of Tao’s cock slams repeatedly against his prostate. He’s so hard and aroused it hurts, and if Tao doesn’t release him right now he thinks he might just go crazy.
Tao pushes him back to a lying position, and Baekhyun moans mindlessly, head thrashing in the pillow. The skin of Baekhyun’s neck around the collar is a pretty, bright red, which Tao knows would turn to purple and blue by tomorrow morning.
“No,” Tao answers with a clipped voice. “You come when I say you can. I want us to come together.”
And with that, Tao’s thrusts becomes faster, harder, while Baekhyun just lays there, unable to do anything but take it. Every time Baekhyun’s about to orgasm, Tao’s thrust slows down his thrusts, and tightens his grip on his cock. It drives Baekhyun crazy, his mind delirious with the white hot need to come and his cock wouldn’t stop leaking precum.
The fourth time it happens, Baekhyun speaks up, voice small and desperate.
“Tao, please, I need to come it hurts,” he whispers.
Tao’s hips falters and loses their rhythm, and without warning, he comes inside Baekhyun, hot semen filling him up. The younger throws his head back and moans, and Baekhyun sobs under him, legs jerking weakly.
He suddenly remembers Baekhyun, and as he continues to thrust through his orgasm, the hand on Baekhyun’s cock starts pumping and the other chokes him with the collar again. Baekhyun screams, voice loud despite being choked and his veins pops out of his neck. Tao’s once again thankful all of K are not home tonight.
After only a few tugs Baekhyun comes in long spurts at the same time Tao is finished and pulls out, and Tao continues to pump him through his intense orgasm. Baekhyun comes to his hand and his own stomach, fingers curled around the crumpled sheets around him.
Tao continues to pump him after he’s done, and Baekhyun whimpers in over-sensitivity, kicking Tao’s hand away. Tao laughs and collapses on top of him, unmindful of the grunt Baekhyun lets out. He feels so sated and content, they’ve never had sex this mind-blowing and Tao thinks he’s never came so hard in his life before. And judging by the way Baekhyun screams as he comes, Baekhyun hasn’t either.
“Get off,” Baekhyun grumbles, pushing against his shoulders. Tao hums and rolls off him, and that’s when he catches sight of the collar again. He had been so uncertain about the collar when they started, and he’d been lying if he said he wasn’t shocked at Baekhyun’s secret kink. But he made the most of it, and it turned out well, to his own pleasant surprise.
He traces the redness around the leather, and feels a pang of guilt. Baekhyun recognizes the gaze, and takes his hand into his smaller ones.
“Don’t be sorry. I enjoyed it, and so do you,” Baekhyun says seriously. Tao opens his mouth to argue, but Baekhyun kisses him, effectively silencing him.
“But if it’ll make you feel better, I’ll take it off for now.” Baekhyun shrugs, fumbling with the buckle and then slipping it off his neck. He hands it to Tao, who holds is gingerly in his hand. It’s warm, and his skin tingles at the memory attached to it.
“For now,” Tao repeats, grinning up at Baekhyun, who laughs in turn.
“Until next time?” Baekhyun takes the collar and stores it into one of his drawers, eyes glinting.
“Next time,” Tao echoes again.
exo ; tao/baekhyun ; nc-17 ; pwp, smut ; warnings: breathplay, orgasm denial
Baekhyun’s eyes open, and something stirs in Tao’s stomach as he sees the lust in Baekhyun’s eyes, the sheer want in the way his irises stretch around the black of his eyes and blown wide. The feel of the leather around his knuckles and around Baekhyun’s neck.
notes: nothing. but. porn. literally. i planned this to be a fluffy fic because this but then i suddenly want it to be porn and i want to drown and because the fandom needs some more baektao + breathplay and because kei17 made me and then leadernim encouraged me with the promise of more porn and i hope you two burn in hell because i was gonna scrap this. also i can’t title so.
"Hyung, what--"
Tao's voice is quiet, confused, maybe a bit scared as he eyes the collar on Baekhyun's hand with wary eyes.
But it's been too long, his hand isn't enough to relieve himself anymore. He wants Tao, and his hot skin and heavy breaths in his ear and muscles that ripple with anticipation under his touch.
Tao is still frowning, even as Baekhyun walks closer and slots himself into Tao's curves and angles. His heart does a little flip in his chest when he fits in perfectly, but the younger's hands on his waist are still uncertain, thumbs rubbing his sides slowly and occasionally slipping under the hem of his shirt.
"Baekhyun-hyung?" he asks, the soft call of his name sending shivers down his spine. It's quiet inside the room, almost entirely silent, and Baekhyun's glad Chanyeol's staying in M's dorm tonight and all of K are out.
"It's okay Tao, I just-- I just want to try something new." He attempts a smile, but as much as he wants this, he's nervous as well. Tao's eyes flicker towards the collar again. Baekhyun tries to swallow the lump in his throat with no success.
“Okay...” Tao begins carefully, fingers closing around the strap of leather and Baekhyun’s hand simultaneously. “So, uh--”
“Wait, this is for me,” Baekhyun says hurriedly, wrenching the object away from Tao’s grip. Tao raises his eyebrows, and Baekhyun feels the flush creeping up his cheeks. “I mean I-- if you want to, that is, but I want to try...?”
Tao stays silent for a while, studying Baekhyun with his dark eyes. Baekhyun squirms under the intensity of his gaze, conscious of the way Tao’s hand clenches and unclenches the fabric of the shirt on his back.
And then Tao laughs, so suddenly Baekhyun jumps in surprise. When he looks up Tao’s eyes are scrunched up in mirth, smiling with his whole face. Baekhyun turns even redder and starts to pull away from Tao’s hold but Tao holds him in place.
The elder freezes when Tao’s laughter subsides and he brings his mouth close to Baekhyun’s ear, whispering a quiet, “Alright.”
And without warning, Tao rolls his hips and Baekhyun feels his hard-on rubbing against his thigh. He gasps, clutching at his boyfriend’s upper arm almost painfully. He didn’t think Tao would agree to the idea so easily, but here he is, getting hard really quickly and panting harshly as Tao mouths his earlobe, leaving teasing nibbles along the cartilage. Tao blows hot air into his ear and Baekhyun moans, but the sound is immediately swallowed by Tao’s hungry lips on his.
He’s so preoccupied with the kiss he doesn’t realize it when Tao sneakily takes the collar from his hand and winds it around his neck. He’s only realized when he hears the clink of the metal on the buckle, pulling away from Tao’s mouth with a gasp.
“You-- I--” he says incredulously, fingering the leather against his neck. It feels nice resting against his collarbones, fitting around his slender neck perfectly.
Tao is watching him with half-lidded eyes, taking in the sight of the dark material of the collar against Baekhyun’s fair skin. And then he exhales, loudly, shakily.
“God,” he mutters with something like resignation in his voice before he leans forward to kiss Baekhyun again. Baekhyun does a little happy jiggle inside, ecstatic that Tao is seemingly enjoying this as well. They stumble towards Baekhyun’s unmade bed, mouths still attached to each others’ and Baekhyun fumbling with the buttons of Tao’s baby blue shirt.
They fall on the mattress, Baekhyun on top of Tao and the younger gives a pained grunt when his Baekhyun’s elbow dig into his stomach by accident, but Baekhyun couldn’t care less because he finally has Tao’s shirt off his shoulders. He straddles Tao, tongue tangled with his as the pulse on his neck thrums against the collar, sending blood rushing south.
He’s almost shivering in anticipation when he pulls away momentarily to take off his t-shirt and throw it to some dark corner of the room. He immediately reattaches his lips to Tao’s skin, sucking at a spot on his neck. “Take my pants off,” he breathes, relishing in Tao’s tiny gasps and moans. “Take yours off.”
Tao complies, quickly discarding them of their jeans and boxers, and Baekhyun shivers when the air hits his skin. But Tao gathers him into his arms and before Baekhyun can say anything, rolls them over so Baekhyun’s pressed against the warm sheets and his even warmer body. He smiles up at him in gratitude. The way Tao sometimes care for him as though he’s the older one in the relationship makes his heart thump harder inside his chest, and Baekhyun kind of want to stay like this, forever.
Suddenly Tao rocks his hips to Baekhyun’s, their cocks rubbing together, equally hard and hot. Baekhyun’s eyes flutter shut at the friction and he lets his mouth fall slack in a loud moan and Tao continues rutting against him, over and over until Baekhyun’s a shivering, moaning mess in his arms.
“God, hyung,” Tao pants harshly to the dip in his collarbones, and then moving a little upwards to bite into the leather of the collar, pulling it with his teeth. Baekhyun’s breath hitches as the strap tightens around his neck, only slightly closing up his airway but the effect is tremendous. Baekhyun’s whole body shakes and he moans so loud as his cock gets even harder, standing heavy between his legs. Tao releases his teeth immediately, but the feeling of the leather digging into his skin and cutting his supply of air still lingers, and Baekhyun shakily brings his fingers to his neck, feeling the slight burn.
“Hyung?” Tao calls uncertainly, hands gripping Baekhyun’s sides. “Are you okay? God, I’m sorry--”
“It’s okay, Tao,” he cut across him, touching three fingers to Tao’s lips. “I wanted that. I was meant to ask you to do that, but you found out before I got to tell you, I guess,” Baekhyun laughs sheepishly, but Tao’s eyes widen at his confession.
“But--but what if I hurt you?” he says, propping himself up on one elbow to look down at him. He pulls Baekhyun closer, bringing his face close so their nose touch.
“You won’t. I trust you.”
“But--”
“Please?” Baekhyun’s never one to ask, but he really wants this so bad, wants to try it out with Tao he doesn’t care if he has to beg. “Please, Tao? Just this once?”
Tao is conflicted, an array of emotions flickering through his features in quick succession. Uncertainty, anxiety, fear, lust, curiosity, worry, but then his face clears and he sighs, and Baekhyun knows the battle is won.
“Alright,” he grumbles, tackling Baekhyun into the bed and Baekhyun’s peals of amused laughter are muffled by the sheets as they roll around the duvet for a while. Tao soon joins in, and the whole thing turns into a tickle war. But Baekhyun freezes and Tao moans when Baekhyun’s hand accidentally brush against the younger’s still hard cock, and Tao’s eyes meet his, dark and misted with lust.
Instead of pulling his hand away, Baekhyun licks his lips and wraps his fingers more securely around Tao’s length, feeling it throb against palm. Tao’s chest rises and falls sharply with each stroke of his hand, and before long there’s precum gathering at the head, and Baekhyun smears it around his cock to make the slide of his hand easier.
“S-stop,” Tao pushes his hand away after a while, and Baekhyun finally looks up. He’d been so concentrated on the task at hand he didn’t realize what a mess Tao’s become. His sweaty bangs are sticking to his forehead and falling into his eyes, mouth wide open and he’s panting hard, the elbows propping himself up shaking. He reaches out and slips two fingers under Baekyun’s collar, and then pulls him up to a kiss.
When Baekhyun’s distracted by his probing lips and tongue, he hooks a foot under Baekhyun’s legs and flips their positions, chuckling at Baekhyun’s surprised yelp. He distracts Baekhyun again with kisses to his chest as he reaches over to the drawer of the bedside table where he knows Baekhyun keeps lube. He pulls the little bottle out victoriously once he’s managed to locate it amongst the socks and underwear inside the drawer, and pulls his lips away from Baekhyun’s heaving chest for a moment to uncap the lid.
The elder watches him with glazed eyes as Tao pours some into his hand and then spreading it around. He looks gorgeous, Tao thinks, tilting his head to admire his boyfriend. Baekhyun’s whole face is flushed right down to his neck, hair mussed up and lips red and slick with spit. His eyes are empty save for lust, pupils blown.
“Okay,” Tao says, catching Baekhyun’s attention. “Right. Lay down properly.”
Baekhyun is obedient; he pulls his elbows from under him and lands on the pillows with a soft flump, eyes never leaving Tao’s. His breath hitches when Tao traces the underside of his cock, down to his balls, and then catching on Baekhyun’s hole. Tao watches carefully for Baekhyun’s every reaction as he rubs his thumb teasingly, prodding it with a finger but never enough to properly penetrate him.
Baekhyun whines, hips lifting off the bed as Tao continues to just tease him. “Tao.”
“Mmm?” he hums nonchalantly, and when Baekhyun opens his mouth to say something else, he pushes a finger in. Baekhyun’s body twists in surprise at the sudden intrusion, causing his finger to go in even deeper. The elder cries out, back arching and Tao has to hold him down with his weight so he wouldn’t move around so much.
His free arm wrap around Baekhyun’s waist as the other pulls out of his body before pushing back in quickly, and Baekhyun jolts in his arms. He continues a fast rhythm for a while and then adds another one when the muscle around his first finger is loose enough, when Baekhyun’s harsh panting against his neck is so loud it blocks out all other sounds.
He’s about to add another finger when Baekhyun grips his shoulder hard, pretty-rounded off nails digging into his flesh.
“Choke me.”
Tao’s brain whirrs to a stop at the words, and his hand stops moving. His eyes slides down to Baekhyun’s neck, the collar looking deceptively innocent and almost forgotten. He meets Baekhyun’s eyes again, and sees the certainty there, and he realizes that Baekhyun’s dead serious about this. So he grits his teeth and pushes his fingers into Baekhyun again, using the opportunity when Baekhyun closes his eyes to reach up and take the collar into his hands, and then twisting it halfway.
Baekhyun’s eyes fly open instantly, fingers reaching out to fist in the sheets as his body convulses, legs kicking. Tao releases his hold quickly, afraid he’d hurt Baekhyun and pulls his fingers out the same time.
But Baekhyun panics and searches for Tao’s hand and puts it to his neck, bucking his hips up and making his cock bounce against his stomach.
“No, do that again, please,” he begs, expression helpless as he continues to buck into air. Tao stills his movement with a hand on his stomach, lust and anxiety coursing through his veins in equal quantity. He really doesn’t want to hurt Baekhyun, and yet all Tao wants is to just pleasure him, so he gulps audibly and inserts three fingers in again.
After the fifth thrust Baekhyun keens, back arching off the bed and Tao knows he’s found his prostate. So he sticks his tongue between his teeth and concentrates on hitting that spot again, feeling very pleased with himself when the elder lets out a shaky moan, hips bucking down to take his fingers in deeper.
Carefully, Tao takes the collar in his hand and twists it again, mesmerized as the leather digs into the soft flesh of Baekhyun’s neck, the skin scrunching up tightly and turning white. This time, when Baekhyun once again reacts violently and kicks out, Tao doesn’t let the collar go. He watches as Baekhyun thrashes around, hands fisting into pillows and sheets and feet pushing at the mattress, mouth open in a silent scream. His fingers are still pumping into Baekhyun, accurately hitting their their target every time and adding into the pleasure. His hole is spasming, muscles clenching and unclenching around his fingers and Tao wonders what it would feel like to feel that on his cock.
Baekhyun’s kicks and punches weaken, and his eyes turn rather glassy so Tao finally lets go. He can hear the air rushing to fill Baekhyun’s lungs, and the elder coughs, eyes watering.
“Good god,” Baekhyun rasps, and he reaches up to tangle his fingers through Tao’s dark hair. “That was good.”
Tao smiles, rather wickedly, and his fingers which are still inside Baekhyun, starts assaulting his prostate again. Baekhyun’s eyes widen and he fairly screams, which Tao quickly muffles with his lips. He tightens the collar again with his other hand while pressing down and rubbing hard against the bundle of nerves, and Baekhyun sobs into his mouth, thighs shaking.
When Baekhyun’s walls start spasming, fluttering against his fingers helplessly signalling orgasm, Tao pulls out and frees the collar.
The elder’s breathing stops instead of easing, confused and still trying to comprehend what just happened, and when he finally realizes Tao is kneeling over him, smirking, instead of bringing him over the edge, Baekhyun exhales heavily and whines. His head falls back to the pillow, expression scrunched up in torture.
“Tao, why? I was so close!” he complains, wrapping his fingers around his own cock desperately. But the younger slaps the hand away, and reaches for the discarded bottle of lube again. Baekhyun’s mouth opens in an understanding ‘oh’, and he watches as Tao pours the lube straight to his cock, and tugs on it a few times to spread it around.
“Okay. Hyung.” Tao looks up to see Baekhyun eyeing his cock hungrily, legs unconsciously spreading and revealing his wet hole. He fits himself between his thighs, a hand stroking the ample curve of his ass, alternating from massaging the flesh to spreading it. He pulls Baekhyun’s ass up, making his hips lift off the bed and Baekhyun’s legs to fall open even more.
Tao laughs as Baekhyun yelps, and laughs some more when Baekhyun shoots him an indignant look.
“Just put it in,” he growls, and Tao beams as he kisses him. He lines up to Baekhyun’s hole and slowly thrusts in, both of them moaning into the others’ mouth, Baekhyun at finally being filled, and Tao at the tight, hot heat around his cock.
He sets a slow rhythm at first, casually rocking in and out of Baekhyun’s body as he waits for him to fully adjust to his girth. But then Baekhyun starts bucking down, fucking himself on Tao’s cock, he picks up the pace and Baekhyun’s back arches, their chests pressing flush together. Tao brushes Baekhyun’s bangs, soaked with sweat, away from his face, and then touches their foreheads together. Baekhyun’s eyes open, and something stirs in Tao’s stomach as he sees the lust in Baekhyun’s eyes, the sheer want in the way his irises stretch around the black of his eyes and blown wide.
“Choke me,” Baekhyun whispers, eyes going half-lidded. “Choke me again, Tao.”
Tao complies, pulling the collar down and then twisting it around his knuckles hard, harder than before. Baekhyun’s eyes flutter shut, mouth opening and nostrils flaring, trying to draw in air but unable to do so and he makes choking noises deep in his throat. Tao drinks in each of the sounds, reveling in it as he repeatedly pounds into Baekhyun’s pliant body, the elders thighs twitching hopelessly beside his waists.
And then Baekhyun’s hole clenches and unclenches around him, and Tao frowns. He quickly lets go of the collar and circles the base of Baekhyun’s leaking cock, stopping his orgasm mid-way with restricting fingers. Baekhyun wheezes for breath, sitting up and wordlessly trying to get Tao’s hand away and let him come, but Tao held on.
“Tao, please, I need to come,” he practically sobs, eyes scrunching up tight as the tip of Tao’s cock slams repeatedly against his prostate. He’s so hard and aroused it hurts, and if Tao doesn’t release him right now he thinks he might just go crazy.
Tao pushes him back to a lying position, and Baekhyun moans mindlessly, head thrashing in the pillow. The skin of Baekhyun’s neck around the collar is a pretty, bright red, which Tao knows would turn to purple and blue by tomorrow morning.
“No,” Tao answers with a clipped voice. “You come when I say you can. I want us to come together.”
And with that, Tao’s thrusts becomes faster, harder, while Baekhyun just lays there, unable to do anything but take it. Every time Baekhyun’s about to orgasm, Tao’s thrust slows down his thrusts, and tightens his grip on his cock. It drives Baekhyun crazy, his mind delirious with the white hot need to come and his cock wouldn’t stop leaking precum.
The fourth time it happens, Baekhyun speaks up, voice small and desperate.
“Tao, please, I need to come it hurts,” he whispers.
Tao’s hips falters and loses their rhythm, and without warning, he comes inside Baekhyun, hot semen filling him up. The younger throws his head back and moans, and Baekhyun sobs under him, legs jerking weakly.
He suddenly remembers Baekhyun, and as he continues to thrust through his orgasm, the hand on Baekhyun’s cock starts pumping and the other chokes him with the collar again. Baekhyun screams, voice loud despite being choked and his veins pops out of his neck. Tao’s once again thankful all of K are not home tonight.
After only a few tugs Baekhyun comes in long spurts at the same time Tao is finished and pulls out, and Tao continues to pump him through his intense orgasm. Baekhyun comes to his hand and his own stomach, fingers curled around the crumpled sheets around him.
Tao continues to pump him after he’s done, and Baekhyun whimpers in over-sensitivity, kicking Tao’s hand away. Tao laughs and collapses on top of him, unmindful of the grunt Baekhyun lets out. He feels so sated and content, they’ve never had sex this mind-blowing and Tao thinks he’s never came so hard in his life before. And judging by the way Baekhyun screams as he comes, Baekhyun hasn’t either.
“Get off,” Baekhyun grumbles, pushing against his shoulders. Tao hums and rolls off him, and that’s when he catches sight of the collar again. He had been so uncertain about the collar when they started, and he’d been lying if he said he wasn’t shocked at Baekhyun’s secret kink. But he made the most of it, and it turned out well, to his own pleasant surprise.
He traces the redness around the leather, and feels a pang of guilt. Baekhyun recognizes the gaze, and takes his hand into his smaller ones.
“Don’t be sorry. I enjoyed it, and so do you,” Baekhyun says seriously. Tao opens his mouth to argue, but Baekhyun kisses him, effectively silencing him.
“But if it’ll make you feel better, I’ll take it off for now.” Baekhyun shrugs, fumbling with the buckle and then slipping it off his neck. He hands it to Tao, who holds is gingerly in his hand. It’s warm, and his skin tingles at the memory attached to it.
“For now,” Tao repeats, grinning up at Baekhyun, who laughs in turn.
“Until next time?” Baekhyun takes the collar and stores it into one of his drawers, eyes glinting.
“Next time,” Tao echoes again.