EXO: My Present is You (Suho/Chen)
Title: My Present is You
Pairing: Suho/Chen
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Smut
Word Count: 1691
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys.
Summary: Jongdae's boyfriend may be cheesy, but he knows exactly what to do to keep Jongdae hooked. This time around by sex under the Christmas tree.
Author's Note: I wanted to write something for Christmas, unfortunately I lost my internet for two days so this is being posted later than I hoped. Oh well, enjoy my excuse to write smut. It's my first time writing m/m sex too, so hopefully it's not too bad!
Jongdae stepped back to look at their tree with pride, it was finally done. He and Joonmyun had spent the entire day decorating it, as well as the rest of their tiny apartment for the upcoming holiday. He may now be covered in pieces of tinsel, as well as glitter from some of the more extravagant decorations, but it was worth it to see the final product.
Joonmyun, who stepped up next to him, slid an arm around his waist and leaned into his side. His boyfriend may be older by a year, but he was shorter, something Jongdae took great pleasure rubbing into the other's face on occasion.
“Looks great,” Joonmyun commented, turning to look at Jongdae with a wide smile, his eyes shaped into thin crescents.
“Of course it does! You think I do amateur work?” Jongdae shot back, grinning.
His boyfriend rolled his eyes, “Excuse me for questioning the quality of your work. I'd hate to break your delicate ego.”
“Come on, Hyung, I'm just joking. We both did a great job decorating the tree,” Jongdae said, batting his eyelashes. Abating his boyfriend was easy, Joonmyun had a thing for quite a few of his facial features, eyelashes included. “I can't wait to see what it looks like with presents underneath!”
Joonmyun laughed, “Who said anything about putting presents underneath?”
“Well, where else would they go?” the younger scoffed, raising an eyebrow.
“I suppose I could fit myself under there . . . Unless you have some large packages to go underneath.”
Jongdae froze, “No, Hyung, no. What do you mean fit yourself under the tree!”
The older male wrapped both of his arms around the younger, pulling him in close. “I was thinking, because this is our first Christmas living together, the most important thing is each other. So what better gift than myself?”
“Oh, God! Why are you always saying things like that! Do you feel the need to be constantly embarrassing,” Jongdae moaned.
“You don't like the idea of me being your present? Are you sure?” Joonmyun asked, tugging the other closer to the tree.
“It's so cheesy!” Jongdae whined. “You're so cheesy!”
Joonmyun didn't respond, instead pulling him down so they were sitting on the edges of the tree skirt, the ends of the lower branches just touching them. He pushed Jongdae down, so the younger was sprawled out, then climbed over him.
“I think you're going to like your present more than you realize,” he spoke, pressing soft kisses against Jongdae's mouth. His lips were soft against the younger's chapped ones, but it didn't stop them from sliding together effortlessly.
Jongdae hummed, “Am I getting my present now?”
“Part of it, there will be more Christmas morning,” Joonmyun responded, moving away from the younger's mouth to trail down his neck, nipping at the tan skin.
“You're going to spoil me, Hyung.”
“Don't pretend like it doesn't make you happy,” the older shot back after sucking a dark mark into Jongdae's collarbone.
Pulling back, Joonmyun quickly pulled off his sweater before doing the same to Jongdae's t-shirt. His boyfriend didn't understand how he could wear such clothing in winter, no matter how many times Jongdae tried to explain that he simply kept their apartment's thermostat too high. Seriously, who kept their apartment at summer like temperatures during the winter? Besides Joonmyun, that is.
Who was currently leaning back in to suck a nipple in his mouth, gently pinching the other with his fingers, causing Jongdae's chest to twinge pleasantly. Jongdae watched his boyfriend's head of dark hair as he toyed with the nub for a few seconds, then moved on to follow a trail of hair to his navel, where a pink tongue dipped in. Joonmyun's mouth continued further down, only stopping when he reached the hem of Jongdae's pants.
Joonmyun sat back up, giving Jongdae an admiring look, as he eyed the younger up and down. “I'll be right back,” he said, standing up. “Do me a favor and take off there rest of your clothes while I'm gone.”
Jongdae watched as his boyfriend walked down the hallway towards their bedroom, for reasons Jongdae couldn't think of at the time. Instead he shimmied out of his pants and underwear, pulling socks off one by one, until he was completely naked. He moved back so he was completely under the tree, rolling onto his side so he could prop himself up on an elbow.
“Vanilla or chocolate?” came a shout from their bedroom.
“What for?”
“Just choose one!”
“Fine, vanilla then!” Jongdae shouted back.
Footsteps sounded down the hallway, then Joonmyun reappeared, completely void of all clothing and holding a condom and small black packet.
“Well, don't you look pretty under the tree. It's a week early, and your missing a bow, but I think you make the perfect present,” Joonmyun smiled.
“Oh god, will you shut up! Get over here, I'm getting cold without my clothes on,” Jongdae complained, tugging his boyfriend back to the ground. “What's in the packet?”
“Vanilla lube.”
“You got a small packet of vanilla lube?” the younger asked incredulously.
“No, I got a box of assorted flavors of lube, vanilla just happened to be one of them. They were meant to be a present, but I figured the situation called for them,” his boyfriend defended.
Jongdae scoffed, “And what's wrong with the bottle of cherry flavored lube in the nightstand? I thought you liked it?”
“Nothing wrong with something different. And you are talking way too much,” Joonmyun complained, he moved as though to hover over Jongdae again, but the tree branches were too low.
It took a bit of shifting for the two to get out from under the tree, so that they were laying comfortably against each other, and they ended up with Joonmyun's hips cradled between Jongdae's bent legs. Their mouths were going at each other again, a harsh clash of teeth and tongue, hips rolling together.
Groaning, Jongdae's head started feeling fuzzy with pleasure, enjoying the way that Joonmyun's erection felt rubbing against his own. So caught up in the feeling, he missed it when his boyfriend opened the lube packet, generously coating his fingers. It wasn't until a finger circled his entrance, barely dipping in before pulling back out, that Jongdae caught a subtle scent of vanilla. The scent wasn't as overpowering as he feared, instead adding to the hazy feeling of arousal.
“Ready?” Joonmyun asked, pulling back to stare down at him.
Jongdae nodded, breath hitching when the first finger breached past his entrance, sliding all the way in before stopping. It wriggled for a moment, pulled out, then pushed its way back in before repeating the motion. The feeling was odd, as usual, but Jongdae quickly got used to it, planting his feet on the ground so he could tilt his hips up for more.
Joonmyun chuckled, shifting so he could take the head of Jongdae's cock in his mouth at the same time as adding a second finger. His mouth was warm and wet, wrapped around the head and moving no further down, only sucking gently to take the edge off of the two fingers buried in Jongdae's ass. By the time he worked in a third finger, Jongdae was grasping at dark hair, tugging frantically to help ease the pleasure coiling in his lower stomach. Not that it was working.
“Please, Hyung,” he choked out, “I'm ready.”
“Are you sure?” Joonmyun pulled back from his cock, using the hand not prepping him to wipe away at the spit on his chin. The fingers of the other hand continued to move, hooking up to drag along the outside of Jongdae's prostate.
“Yes, Hyung!”
“Okay.”
Jongdae's boyfriend pulled out his fingers, grabbing the packet of lube to squeeze the rest of it out onto his hand while Jongdae fitted the condom over his erection. The younger watched while he quickly slicked himself up, then sat up to bring their mouths back together again.
The kiss was gentle, not moving past lips, and Jongdae grabbed onto Joonmyun's shoulders tightly when he felt the blunt tip of a cock brush up against his entrance. Joonmyun took his time, slowly pushing in with small pauses to make sure that Jongdae was comfortable. By the time he was fully buried, balls snug against Jongdae's ass, both were panting, skin gleaming with sweat in the lights from the tree.
They took a moment to press lazy open mouth kisses against each other, then Joonmyun started to move. Slow at first, speeding up only when Jongdae threatened to flip them over and take over himself. That would be for another time.
Clawing at his boyfriend's back mercilessly, Jongdae's groan caught in his throat when a well placed thrust hit his prostate dead on, sending pleasure shooting up his spine. It left his body tingling, increasing in intensity when Joonmyun hit his prostate again. And again.
“Shit!” He reached down with a hand to fist his own erection, matching the speed Joonmyun had set until his back arched, white splattering on his stomach.
With the pleasure taken care of, Jongdae was left overstimulated, an endless whining noise spilling from his lips as Joonmyun continued to pound into him. All it took was a few timely placed clenches of his muscles, constricting around the older, to have his boyfriend coming, hips stuttering to a stop.
Panting heavily, Joonmyun barely managed to roll off of his boyfriend instead of squishing him, collapsing on the ground to catch his breath.
“So, what did you think about your present?” the older male asked.
“Hmm, let me think about it and get back to you,” Jongdae teased.
Joonmyun punched him in the shoulder, “I can always take away the rest of your presents, you know!”
“But you wouldn't do that, Hyung. You love me!”
“Of course, and you love me too.”
“Yes, Hyung, even if you're unbearably cheesy at times.”
~*~*~*~*~*~
A.N. - So. . . what do you think? /twists fingers nervously/ Was the smut any good?
Pairing: Suho/Chen
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Smut
Word Count: 1691
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys.
Summary: Jongdae's boyfriend may be cheesy, but he knows exactly what to do to keep Jongdae hooked. This time around by sex under the Christmas tree.
Author's Note: I wanted to write something for Christmas, unfortunately I lost my internet for two days so this is being posted later than I hoped. Oh well, enjoy my excuse to write smut. It's my first time writing m/m sex too, so hopefully it's not too bad!
Jongdae stepped back to look at their tree with pride, it was finally done. He and Joonmyun had spent the entire day decorating it, as well as the rest of their tiny apartment for the upcoming holiday. He may now be covered in pieces of tinsel, as well as glitter from some of the more extravagant decorations, but it was worth it to see the final product.
Joonmyun, who stepped up next to him, slid an arm around his waist and leaned into his side. His boyfriend may be older by a year, but he was shorter, something Jongdae took great pleasure rubbing into the other's face on occasion.
“Looks great,” Joonmyun commented, turning to look at Jongdae with a wide smile, his eyes shaped into thin crescents.
“Of course it does! You think I do amateur work?” Jongdae shot back, grinning.
His boyfriend rolled his eyes, “Excuse me for questioning the quality of your work. I'd hate to break your delicate ego.”
“Come on, Hyung, I'm just joking. We both did a great job decorating the tree,” Jongdae said, batting his eyelashes. Abating his boyfriend was easy, Joonmyun had a thing for quite a few of his facial features, eyelashes included. “I can't wait to see what it looks like with presents underneath!”
Joonmyun laughed, “Who said anything about putting presents underneath?”
“Well, where else would they go?” the younger scoffed, raising an eyebrow.
“I suppose I could fit myself under there . . . Unless you have some large packages to go underneath.”
Jongdae froze, “No, Hyung, no. What do you mean fit yourself under the tree!”
The older male wrapped both of his arms around the younger, pulling him in close. “I was thinking, because this is our first Christmas living together, the most important thing is each other. So what better gift than myself?”
“Oh, God! Why are you always saying things like that! Do you feel the need to be constantly embarrassing,” Jongdae moaned.
“You don't like the idea of me being your present? Are you sure?” Joonmyun asked, tugging the other closer to the tree.
“It's so cheesy!” Jongdae whined. “You're so cheesy!”
Joonmyun didn't respond, instead pulling him down so they were sitting on the edges of the tree skirt, the ends of the lower branches just touching them. He pushed Jongdae down, so the younger was sprawled out, then climbed over him.
“I think you're going to like your present more than you realize,” he spoke, pressing soft kisses against Jongdae's mouth. His lips were soft against the younger's chapped ones, but it didn't stop them from sliding together effortlessly.
Jongdae hummed, “Am I getting my present now?”
“Part of it, there will be more Christmas morning,” Joonmyun responded, moving away from the younger's mouth to trail down his neck, nipping at the tan skin.
“You're going to spoil me, Hyung.”
“Don't pretend like it doesn't make you happy,” the older shot back after sucking a dark mark into Jongdae's collarbone.
Pulling back, Joonmyun quickly pulled off his sweater before doing the same to Jongdae's t-shirt. His boyfriend didn't understand how he could wear such clothing in winter, no matter how many times Jongdae tried to explain that he simply kept their apartment's thermostat too high. Seriously, who kept their apartment at summer like temperatures during the winter? Besides Joonmyun, that is.
Who was currently leaning back in to suck a nipple in his mouth, gently pinching the other with his fingers, causing Jongdae's chest to twinge pleasantly. Jongdae watched his boyfriend's head of dark hair as he toyed with the nub for a few seconds, then moved on to follow a trail of hair to his navel, where a pink tongue dipped in. Joonmyun's mouth continued further down, only stopping when he reached the hem of Jongdae's pants.
Joonmyun sat back up, giving Jongdae an admiring look, as he eyed the younger up and down. “I'll be right back,” he said, standing up. “Do me a favor and take off there rest of your clothes while I'm gone.”
Jongdae watched as his boyfriend walked down the hallway towards their bedroom, for reasons Jongdae couldn't think of at the time. Instead he shimmied out of his pants and underwear, pulling socks off one by one, until he was completely naked. He moved back so he was completely under the tree, rolling onto his side so he could prop himself up on an elbow.
“Vanilla or chocolate?” came a shout from their bedroom.
“What for?”
“Just choose one!”
“Fine, vanilla then!” Jongdae shouted back.
Footsteps sounded down the hallway, then Joonmyun reappeared, completely void of all clothing and holding a condom and small black packet.
“Well, don't you look pretty under the tree. It's a week early, and your missing a bow, but I think you make the perfect present,” Joonmyun smiled.
“Oh god, will you shut up! Get over here, I'm getting cold without my clothes on,” Jongdae complained, tugging his boyfriend back to the ground. “What's in the packet?”
“Vanilla lube.”
“You got a small packet of vanilla lube?” the younger asked incredulously.
“No, I got a box of assorted flavors of lube, vanilla just happened to be one of them. They were meant to be a present, but I figured the situation called for them,” his boyfriend defended.
Jongdae scoffed, “And what's wrong with the bottle of cherry flavored lube in the nightstand? I thought you liked it?”
“Nothing wrong with something different. And you are talking way too much,” Joonmyun complained, he moved as though to hover over Jongdae again, but the tree branches were too low.
It took a bit of shifting for the two to get out from under the tree, so that they were laying comfortably against each other, and they ended up with Joonmyun's hips cradled between Jongdae's bent legs. Their mouths were going at each other again, a harsh clash of teeth and tongue, hips rolling together.
Groaning, Jongdae's head started feeling fuzzy with pleasure, enjoying the way that Joonmyun's erection felt rubbing against his own. So caught up in the feeling, he missed it when his boyfriend opened the lube packet, generously coating his fingers. It wasn't until a finger circled his entrance, barely dipping in before pulling back out, that Jongdae caught a subtle scent of vanilla. The scent wasn't as overpowering as he feared, instead adding to the hazy feeling of arousal.
“Ready?” Joonmyun asked, pulling back to stare down at him.
Jongdae nodded, breath hitching when the first finger breached past his entrance, sliding all the way in before stopping. It wriggled for a moment, pulled out, then pushed its way back in before repeating the motion. The feeling was odd, as usual, but Jongdae quickly got used to it, planting his feet on the ground so he could tilt his hips up for more.
Joonmyun chuckled, shifting so he could take the head of Jongdae's cock in his mouth at the same time as adding a second finger. His mouth was warm and wet, wrapped around the head and moving no further down, only sucking gently to take the edge off of the two fingers buried in Jongdae's ass. By the time he worked in a third finger, Jongdae was grasping at dark hair, tugging frantically to help ease the pleasure coiling in his lower stomach. Not that it was working.
“Please, Hyung,” he choked out, “I'm ready.”
“Are you sure?” Joonmyun pulled back from his cock, using the hand not prepping him to wipe away at the spit on his chin. The fingers of the other hand continued to move, hooking up to drag along the outside of Jongdae's prostate.
“Yes, Hyung!”
“Okay.”
Jongdae's boyfriend pulled out his fingers, grabbing the packet of lube to squeeze the rest of it out onto his hand while Jongdae fitted the condom over his erection. The younger watched while he quickly slicked himself up, then sat up to bring their mouths back together again.
The kiss was gentle, not moving past lips, and Jongdae grabbed onto Joonmyun's shoulders tightly when he felt the blunt tip of a cock brush up against his entrance. Joonmyun took his time, slowly pushing in with small pauses to make sure that Jongdae was comfortable. By the time he was fully buried, balls snug against Jongdae's ass, both were panting, skin gleaming with sweat in the lights from the tree.
They took a moment to press lazy open mouth kisses against each other, then Joonmyun started to move. Slow at first, speeding up only when Jongdae threatened to flip them over and take over himself. That would be for another time.
Clawing at his boyfriend's back mercilessly, Jongdae's groan caught in his throat when a well placed thrust hit his prostate dead on, sending pleasure shooting up his spine. It left his body tingling, increasing in intensity when Joonmyun hit his prostate again. And again.
“Shit!” He reached down with a hand to fist his own erection, matching the speed Joonmyun had set until his back arched, white splattering on his stomach.
With the pleasure taken care of, Jongdae was left overstimulated, an endless whining noise spilling from his lips as Joonmyun continued to pound into him. All it took was a few timely placed clenches of his muscles, constricting around the older, to have his boyfriend coming, hips stuttering to a stop.
Panting heavily, Joonmyun barely managed to roll off of his boyfriend instead of squishing him, collapsing on the ground to catch his breath.
“So, what did you think about your present?” the older male asked.
“Hmm, let me think about it and get back to you,” Jongdae teased.
Joonmyun punched him in the shoulder, “I can always take away the rest of your presents, you know!”
“But you wouldn't do that, Hyung. You love me!”
“Of course, and you love me too.”
“Yes, Hyung, even if you're unbearably cheesy at times.”
~*~*~*~*~*~
A.N. - So. . . what do you think? /twists fingers nervously/ Was the smut any good?