Eyes Wide Shut
D.O./Suho
NC-17 (!) blindfolding kink, blowjob, sex, slight bloodplay
~1300w
Sex between the two of them is familiar and lovely, but blindfolded, Kyungsoo finds that he enjoys it even more without sight; the pure darkness that surrounds him is exciting, and he likes that he's so in control of the situation despite it.
eoryndal's fic-request gift for Christmas. She wanted "Kyungsoo is blindfolded but is still in control, telling Suho what to do" and @taowels wanted top!Kyungsoo so I decided to combine the two prompts! :'D I hope you guys like it! ♥ Thanks to Emily for beta'ing!
It's way past Christmas and I was so lazy that I didn't even finish any of the prompts before then ;___; But I will finish them all! Eventually! I might post the other ones on one single post, but I'll let you know when your fic is finished by PMing you~
Happy New Years!
The request is simple and subtle on Joonmyeon's part-blindfolds-but Kyungsoo is so overly blatant ("What? Blindfolds!") about it that the other members look to him and question him about what Joonmyeon wants. Joonmyeon makes sure to shake his head frantically when Jongin or Baekhyun asks, and Kyungsoo manages to oblige by shaking his head, muttering "Nothing."
"I... I don't know. I've never done anything like that before, hyung," Kyungsoo mumbles into Joonmyeon's shoulder when he asks ever so quietly.
Joonmyeon's response is always sad and disappointed and Kyungsoo hates the "sorry" that comes out of his mouth each time the leader realizes that he's gone too far by asking.
He gets more persuasive as time passes.
"I can wear the blindfold if you want."
"Or you could wear it, and you could tell me what to do."
"You can-You can fuck me. I know you like that, Kyungsoo ah."
Kyungsoo gives up eventually; besides, he's quite curious.
The cloth bothers the tops of his eyelids, so Kyungsoo shifts it so that it's more comfortable-as comfortable as his eyelids can be, resting under a blindfold. He is blushing, he knows, must be fiercely pink by now, but he knows that Joonmyeon likes the flush that overcomes his face, whether it's from embarrassment or, well-this. Kyungsoo's so nervous; his hands shake as he runs his hands down Joonmyeon's button-down shirt, fingers nimbly slipping the buttons off with ease.
When all the buttons are undone, he slides his hands onto Joonmyeon's body, down to his hips where he presses the pads of his fingers in. Joonmyeon moans, already hunched into him, and Kyungsoo feels a little better about not being able to see. Kyungsoo's hands encircle Joonmyeon's waist, then they fleet out again to take the shirt off. Kyungsoo's pressed so closely to Joonmyeon that he can already feel how hard he's getting, the clothed length digging into Kyungsoo's waist. Without eyes, Kyungsoo can still picture Joonmyeon in his head, so needy and responsive.
"Take my shirt off," Kyungsoo tells him-it should be a command, but he's much too meek, unable to find the confidence to say the words louder. Joonmyeon chuckles, but he does so, hands sliding to the hem of the shirt. He lifts it up, and nudges the other boy to lift his arms up so that the shirt will slide over. The cold air hits Kyungsoo's nipples and he has a sudden urge to hide himself; he feels so exposed for some reason, even though it's just Joonmyeon, Joonmyeon that's doing the touching and kissing and licking. His nipples are hard, and when Joonmyeon nibbles at them, he almost bends over in shock because of the sudden change in temperature-from the cold air in the room to Joonmyeon's hot mouth and tongue. Kyungsoo's hands find themselves in Joonmyeon's hair, pulling softly (because he knows that Joonmyeon's hair is sensitive).
"Harder," Joonmyeon commands, and Kyungsoo shivers again, a little out of shock. But he complies, letting the hair fall into the crevices of his fingers, and he pulls harder. Joonmyeon groans into him, so warm against his body.
"I want-" Kyungsoo stops, mouth going still, and the command-the whine, doesn't come out.
"Kyungsoo, God I'll do anything for you. Just tell me," Joonmyeon huffs at him, and Kyungsoo laughs a little.
He has to let out a shaky breath before he continues. "Take my pants off," he starts, "your mouth-"
Joonmyeon's hands are quick, and have already done the first deed. Kyungsoo's pants hit the floor softly, and he pulls again at Joonmyeon's hair. Joonmyeon slides his hands down to Kyungsoo's dick.
He strokes the underside of Kyungsoo's cock before he hisses and pulls back, "I-No, your mouth. Please."
"Oh," Joonmyeon smiles (it's pitch black, but Kyungsoo knows), "You don't need to beg." And then, his lips are on Kyungsoo's dick, at such an awkward angle but it's okay because Joonmyeon's mouth is so decadent that Kyungsoo can't stand it. Joonmyeon hums, rumbling against Kyungsoo's cock, making him gasp, loud enough that Joonmyeon's hands cover his mouth to muffle the sound. Kyungsoo ends up biting Joonmyeon's palm, so hard that he's sure that there will still be marks in the morning, and that he's almost sure that he can taste blood.
When he is actually sure that Joonmyeon's bleeding, he quickly laps it up, and smiles, so proud of himself. Joonmyeon then takes Kyungsoo further into his mouth, almost deep-throating him but not quite, cheeks becoming hollow as he continues. Kyungsoo's hips snap up unexpectedly and Joonmyeon can barely groan. He apologizes, but it doesn't stop Joonmyeon from taking hold of his waist and pinning it down.
"Joonmyeon, wait," Kyungsoo commands this time, too turned on to do much else but use a demanding tone on Joonmyeon. "Don't-I don't want to come yet." Joonmyeon stops all ministrations, and Kyungsoo knows, despite being blindfolded, that Joonmyeon's looking at him curiously. "I want to fuck you," he spells it out, and smiles when he hears Joonmyeon's "oh."
Sex between the two of them is familiar and lovely, but blindfolded, Kyungsoo finds that he enjoys it even more without sight; the pure darkness that surrounds him is exciting, and he likes that he's so in control of the situation despite it. Joonmyeon's pants come off quickly, down his thighs and Kyungsoo imagines them, pure and white, and finds that he wants to sink his teeth into them-so he does, and he can feel Joonmyeon shaking. He licks and sucks at his thighs, nuzzling them as his hands find their way down Joonmyeon's waist to his dick. Kyungsoo palms the older man's cock and Joonmyeon rests his head against Kyungsoo's shoulder, breathing in deeply. He wraps his entire hand around Joonmyeon's length, speeding up when he hears the moan that's stifled between his neck and shoulder.
Kyungsoo's fingers, though they take a few seconds to find it because he is without sight, start and linger around Joonmyeon's hole, making sure that they are fully lubricated before they slip into the tight crevice. Joonmyeon's pressed so tightly against him. Kyungsoo's fingers stumble along Joonmyeon's cock as the man nuzzles into him
Kyungsoo's dick is leaking with pre-come when he pushes in, slowly and steadily. When Joonmyeon's breath starts to hitch, Kyungsoo kisses the side of the man's pale neck softly, spreading his sloppy kisses across his skin until Joonmyeon calms down and readjusts. Joonmyeon doesn't grunt; he whimpers instead, a little out of pain and a little out of want. It takes a bit of adjusting but Kyungsoo's dick finally finds Joonmyeon's spot; the man voices this aloud with a moan. The younger boy starts to thrust when Joonmyeon's settled, almost unable to find the spot again. He makes himself go slower, to let the man under him adjust, but he can't help himself-but it's alright, because Joonmyeon moans and groans again.
The vocalist's hands spring to action when he realizes that he's close to coming, realizes that Joonmyeon's still hard, but not as close. The hand that has been limp for the time being wraps around Joonmyeon's cock, jerking him off slowly.
"Kyungsoo ah," Joonmyeon moans, "Please. Harder, faster."
"Hm," Kyungsoo hums, "Now who's begging?" He grins at Joonmyeon, but does what he's asked, thrusting harder. Kyungsoo's eyes squeeze shut behind the black cloth and finally, he comes into Joonmyeon. Despite the blindfold, he could swear that he saw white, and his smile becomes a silly one when he realizes Joonmyeon's still hard.
He lets out an amused snicker as his hands fumble for Joonmyeon's dick, this time more earnestly until Joonmyeon comes, head burying into Kyungsoo's neck deeply.
The two men sit on the bed, breathing into each other for the rest of the night, and Kyungsoo ends up forgetting about the blindfold until the morning. The question is subtle and slightly awkward, but Kyungsoo answers him anyhow with a kiss to the cheek, holding the blindfold in his hand.
"I... Yeah, you were right; I liked it."
Er, honestly I don't think it was very kinky, nor was very focused on the "blindfolded" side of things ;____;
Also, I changed the membership of this fic comm to "Open Membership" so you may join if you'd like ^^