The Plan - smut scene
Titel: The Plan - smut part
Fandom: Topp Dogg
Chapter: 1/1
Genre: romance, smut, crack
Pairing: HanJoo, A-Tom/P-Goon, minor Hansol/Xero
Rating: R
Warning: cross dressing
Summary: B-Joo likes Hansol. Hansol says he likes women. A-Tom has a plan.
“Kim Hansol, you're such a pervert!”
“You already knew that before you agreed to be my boyfriend, besides...you were the one who offered to help me”, he said still grinning.
“Also, now that you don't have to hide anything anymore...”, he placed his hand on B-Joo's thigh and let it slide upwards slowly until he reached his crotch. “...we BOTH could fully enjoy it”,he whispered into his ear and started nibbling at B-Joo'a earlobe.
The taller groaned. Now THAT was more like the Hansol in his fantasies and it turned B-Joo on immensely!
Hansol chuckled. “I'm gonna take that as a yes”, he said and cupped the other man through the fabric of his dress, pressing down lightly. Another groan and B-Joo could already feel himself get hard again.
Apparently the older dancer felt it too, because B-Joo could feel him smile against his skin just below his ear. “I didn't know my precious JooJoo was this sensitive.”, he cooed.
“Shut up, hyung!”, the younger said, cheeks flushing a dark shade of pink. He had imagined Hansol to be straightforward when it came to sex, but did he have to be this...talkative? He was already feeling way too hot and Hansol's words excited him even more. B-Joo feared that if the other continued like this he'd come embarrassingly early.
“But I want to let you know just how much I like you”, the brunette whispered as he placed small kisses along his boyfriend's neck down to his collar bone.
B-Joo had his arms wrapped around the other's shoulders and one hand buried in his soft brown locks. He still couldn't quite believe that this was really happening. He just hoped that this wasn't a dream that would be over in the morning when his hyungs would wake him up to go yet another schedule.
“Mhhh...I wonder: is what you're wearing underneath matching the rest of your outfit?”, Hansol's seductive voice pulled him from his thoughts before the older finally pulled the fabric of the dress away.
“ts ts ts, shame on you JooJoo! White boxer briefs to a cute dress like this? I thought you had a better fashion sense. Well, in this case I guess you'll just have to wear this this dress again next time...with proper underwear”, he said with a chuckle and traced the outline of B-Joo's erection through the fabric of his briefs.
“What?!”, the younger asked shocked and blushed. He thought about the laced, light blue panties that A-tom had wanted to make him wear. B-Joo had refused, arguing that nobody would see his underwear anyways and now Hansol wanted him to wear something as embarrassing as that? (as if the rest of his outfit wasn't bad enough.)
“Why?”, he asked with a whine.
“Mhhhh, maybe because I just developed a new fetish because of you? And now you need to accept responsibility for what you did?”, Hansol answered with a cheeky grin and kissed the younger.
“And you look adorable when you blush.”, he added which made B-Joo want to hit his friend.
But then he felt Hansol's hand slip into his briefs and wrap around his member and he gasped. Involuntarily he bucked up his hips into the other's hand and his hand fisted in the brown locks. Actually it had been B-Joo who had offered to Hansol a hand but at this rate he was going to come even before he could get the other out of his clothes.
He loosened his embrace and slid his hands down the body of the other boy. On his way down he could feel the muscles of his toned body underneath the thin fabric of Hansol's shirt. He had always found the body of the other dancer very enticing and he had been envy of him more than just once.
He wanted to explore his body more, but right now he didn't have time for it. But he figured that he'd have enough time to do so later since they were now officially dating.
His hands slid lower and started to fumble with Hansol's belt and fly. He must have behaved really stupidly, because he heard the older chuckle above him. “Is it your first time doing something like this with someone else?”, he heard the other ask.
B-Joo's hands stilled. Was he this obvious?
He nodded slightly.
He just hoped the other wouldn't mind that he was still a virgin. B-Joo didn't know for sure but he guessed that the older was more experienced than him. Hansol seemed to know just how to touch B-Joo, how to handle his body. How often had he already done this. From the way he acted usually the younger guessed that he actually had to have a lot more experience than B-Joo.
What if B-Joo wasn't good enough, if the sex was bad and Hansol left him? What if...”AH!”
A harsh tug on his member brought him back to the situation at hand and made him moan.
“Hey! No spacing out while I'm trying to get you off!”, the brunette complained and pouted cutely.
“I-I'm sorry I just...” “No! Stop!”, Hansol interrupted and pushed the other back so he was lying on the couch and the older could lean over him. “Stop thinking and just enjoy it!”, he commanded before leaning down and capturing B-Joo's lips in another kiss.
The younger dancer moaned into the kiss when the other started slowly stroking his length. The pace was slow and deliberate and soon B-Joo found himself pushing up into the hand of his hyung wanting more.
And Hansol complied willingly, increasing the pace of his strokes and dragging his thumb along the sensitive tip of B-Joo's cock from time to time. His lips traveled from the rosy lips of the younger along his jaw and down his neck to the juncture between neck and shoulder where he bit down lightly.
It earned him a gasp from his friend, so he did it again, and again, sucking lightly at the fair skin in between bites to leave a nice mark for everyone to see.
If the other dancer hadn't been so distracted he would've probably hit the other because now he was going to get in trouble with the styling noonas, but right at that moment he couldn't care less.
Within minutes Hansol had reduced the other to a moaning mess. His dress was pulled up to his navel, his briefs were halfway down his thighs, his wig was askew and his breath escaped his kiss-swollen lips in erratic little puffs.
And Hansol thought that B-Joo looked absolutely gorgeous like that.
“Hansol!”, the younger moaned again, hands trying to hold onto the soft leather of the couch beneath him as he could already feel his impending orgasm.
The brunette smiled and leaned down, his lips just barely grazing B-Joo's soft ones. “Come for me, Byungjoo”, he whispered before kissing the younger again, effectively swallowing the loud moan that tore itself from the B-Joo's throat when he came all over his belly and Hansol's hand.
The taller just laid there for a few seconds; exhausted. When he opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was Hansol smiling at him affectionately and B-Joo just couldn't help the smile that spread across his features at the sight.
The shorter boy leaned down and pecked his boyfriend on the lips before he pulled a pack of tissues from the back pocket of his jeans and started cleaning them up. They had been lucky that nothing had gotten on their clothes. But when Hansol started buckling up his belt something came to B-Joo and he grabbed the other by the arm.
“Wait, what about you?”, he inquired, eyes darting to the impressive bulge in Hansol's pants that was still very present.
Again, Hansol chuckled. He lifted B-Joo's chin with his fingers and stroked his thumb over the other's bottom lip.
“Don't worry JooJoo, I will get what I want”, he said with a wolfish grin. “As soon as we get home and I get my hands on a bottle of lube. So you better get dressed quickly. The others wont be out of the dorm for forever”.
For the nth time this day B-Joo blushed.
Then he nodded and dressed quickly. He didn't even bother with readjusting the wig, because he he wouldn't need it anymore anyways. He just tore it off, wincing a bit as he also tore the pins off that had secured the wig on his head, and stuffed it into his handbag.
Together they reemerged from the booth and made their way back through the club to get to the next cab that would take them back to the dorm.
Fandom: Topp Dogg
Chapter: 1/1
Genre: romance, smut, crack
Pairing: HanJoo, A-Tom/P-Goon, minor Hansol/Xero
Rating: R
Warning: cross dressing
Summary: B-Joo likes Hansol. Hansol says he likes women. A-Tom has a plan.
“Kim Hansol, you're such a pervert!”
“You already knew that before you agreed to be my boyfriend, besides...you were the one who offered to help me”, he said still grinning.
“Also, now that you don't have to hide anything anymore...”, he placed his hand on B-Joo's thigh and let it slide upwards slowly until he reached his crotch. “...we BOTH could fully enjoy it”,he whispered into his ear and started nibbling at B-Joo'a earlobe.
The taller groaned. Now THAT was more like the Hansol in his fantasies and it turned B-Joo on immensely!
Hansol chuckled. “I'm gonna take that as a yes”, he said and cupped the other man through the fabric of his dress, pressing down lightly. Another groan and B-Joo could already feel himself get hard again.
Apparently the older dancer felt it too, because B-Joo could feel him smile against his skin just below his ear. “I didn't know my precious JooJoo was this sensitive.”, he cooed.
“Shut up, hyung!”, the younger said, cheeks flushing a dark shade of pink. He had imagined Hansol to be straightforward when it came to sex, but did he have to be this...talkative? He was already feeling way too hot and Hansol's words excited him even more. B-Joo feared that if the other continued like this he'd come embarrassingly early.
“But I want to let you know just how much I like you”, the brunette whispered as he placed small kisses along his boyfriend's neck down to his collar bone.
B-Joo had his arms wrapped around the other's shoulders and one hand buried in his soft brown locks. He still couldn't quite believe that this was really happening. He just hoped that this wasn't a dream that would be over in the morning when his hyungs would wake him up to go yet another schedule.
“Mhhh...I wonder: is what you're wearing underneath matching the rest of your outfit?”, Hansol's seductive voice pulled him from his thoughts before the older finally pulled the fabric of the dress away.
“ts ts ts, shame on you JooJoo! White boxer briefs to a cute dress like this? I thought you had a better fashion sense. Well, in this case I guess you'll just have to wear this this dress again next time...with proper underwear”, he said with a chuckle and traced the outline of B-Joo's erection through the fabric of his briefs.
“What?!”, the younger asked shocked and blushed. He thought about the laced, light blue panties that A-tom had wanted to make him wear. B-Joo had refused, arguing that nobody would see his underwear anyways and now Hansol wanted him to wear something as embarrassing as that? (as if the rest of his outfit wasn't bad enough.)
“Why?”, he asked with a whine.
“Mhhhh, maybe because I just developed a new fetish because of you? And now you need to accept responsibility for what you did?”, Hansol answered with a cheeky grin and kissed the younger.
“And you look adorable when you blush.”, he added which made B-Joo want to hit his friend.
But then he felt Hansol's hand slip into his briefs and wrap around his member and he gasped. Involuntarily he bucked up his hips into the other's hand and his hand fisted in the brown locks. Actually it had been B-Joo who had offered to Hansol a hand but at this rate he was going to come even before he could get the other out of his clothes.
He loosened his embrace and slid his hands down the body of the other boy. On his way down he could feel the muscles of his toned body underneath the thin fabric of Hansol's shirt. He had always found the body of the other dancer very enticing and he had been envy of him more than just once.
He wanted to explore his body more, but right now he didn't have time for it. But he figured that he'd have enough time to do so later since they were now officially dating.
His hands slid lower and started to fumble with Hansol's belt and fly. He must have behaved really stupidly, because he heard the older chuckle above him. “Is it your first time doing something like this with someone else?”, he heard the other ask.
B-Joo's hands stilled. Was he this obvious?
He nodded slightly.
He just hoped the other wouldn't mind that he was still a virgin. B-Joo didn't know for sure but he guessed that the older was more experienced than him. Hansol seemed to know just how to touch B-Joo, how to handle his body. How often had he already done this. From the way he acted usually the younger guessed that he actually had to have a lot more experience than B-Joo.
What if B-Joo wasn't good enough, if the sex was bad and Hansol left him? What if...”AH!”
A harsh tug on his member brought him back to the situation at hand and made him moan.
“Hey! No spacing out while I'm trying to get you off!”, the brunette complained and pouted cutely.
“I-I'm sorry I just...” “No! Stop!”, Hansol interrupted and pushed the other back so he was lying on the couch and the older could lean over him. “Stop thinking and just enjoy it!”, he commanded before leaning down and capturing B-Joo's lips in another kiss.
The younger dancer moaned into the kiss when the other started slowly stroking his length. The pace was slow and deliberate and soon B-Joo found himself pushing up into the hand of his hyung wanting more.
And Hansol complied willingly, increasing the pace of his strokes and dragging his thumb along the sensitive tip of B-Joo's cock from time to time. His lips traveled from the rosy lips of the younger along his jaw and down his neck to the juncture between neck and shoulder where he bit down lightly.
It earned him a gasp from his friend, so he did it again, and again, sucking lightly at the fair skin in between bites to leave a nice mark for everyone to see.
If the other dancer hadn't been so distracted he would've probably hit the other because now he was going to get in trouble with the styling noonas, but right at that moment he couldn't care less.
Within minutes Hansol had reduced the other to a moaning mess. His dress was pulled up to his navel, his briefs were halfway down his thighs, his wig was askew and his breath escaped his kiss-swollen lips in erratic little puffs.
And Hansol thought that B-Joo looked absolutely gorgeous like that.
“Hansol!”, the younger moaned again, hands trying to hold onto the soft leather of the couch beneath him as he could already feel his impending orgasm.
The brunette smiled and leaned down, his lips just barely grazing B-Joo's soft ones. “Come for me, Byungjoo”, he whispered before kissing the younger again, effectively swallowing the loud moan that tore itself from the B-Joo's throat when he came all over his belly and Hansol's hand.
The taller just laid there for a few seconds; exhausted. When he opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was Hansol smiling at him affectionately and B-Joo just couldn't help the smile that spread across his features at the sight.
The shorter boy leaned down and pecked his boyfriend on the lips before he pulled a pack of tissues from the back pocket of his jeans and started cleaning them up. They had been lucky that nothing had gotten on their clothes. But when Hansol started buckling up his belt something came to B-Joo and he grabbed the other by the arm.
“Wait, what about you?”, he inquired, eyes darting to the impressive bulge in Hansol's pants that was still very present.
Again, Hansol chuckled. He lifted B-Joo's chin with his fingers and stroked his thumb over the other's bottom lip.
“Don't worry JooJoo, I will get what I want”, he said with a wolfish grin. “As soon as we get home and I get my hands on a bottle of lube. So you better get dressed quickly. The others wont be out of the dorm for forever”.
For the nth time this day B-Joo blushed.
Then he nodded and dressed quickly. He didn't even bother with readjusting the wig, because he he wouldn't need it anymore anyways. He just tore it off, wincing a bit as he also tore the pins off that had secured the wig on his head, and stuffed it into his handbag.
Together they reemerged from the booth and made their way back through the club to get to the next cab that would take them back to the dorm.