mon choupinou
When Jongin tries to dirty talk while making love to his boyfriend.
With a bit of cuteness added to the recipe.
Kim Jongin liked to tease his boyfriend.
A lot.
But not only when they were doing it.
All the time.
Even if Kyungsoo would always look offended.
Because Jongin just knew the black-haired male loved it.
Even if he didn’t show it (the taller was certain he was totally hiding his feelings under his -rare but still existent- poker face).
It was a way to let him know how Kyungsoo could make him feel.
In love.
So much in love.
“Jongin!” the shorter cried with pleasure, punching his companion on his toned abs.
“Hey! What was that for?” the artist hissed, a smirk stretching his fat lips.
The other didn’t answer, eyes closed and mouth shut, as if he was thinking about something really important.
When they were uniting.
In every sense of the word.
“I wasn’t ready,” he mumbled, faint shades of red coloring his chubby cheeks.
“I thought I had prepared you well, though…”
“D-Don’t say that!” the small man shouted, bowing his head timidly.
“I just told you the truth-“
“Jongin-ah. Shut up and make me feel real good,” the vocalist whispered, looking into his other half’s hooded eyes tenderly.
How could the tanned guy say no to this invitation?
“How would you like your adventure tonight, sweetheart?” the younger cooed.
“Just-Urgh. Nini, I told you I wanted you to-“
“Fine. Let’s just stay simple this evening. What do you think about… me talking dirty to you?” the dancer slowly slurred in his boyfriend’s right ear, knowing it was one of his precious one’s weaknesses.
The shorter didn’t answer, and Jongin took it as a yes.
That’s going to be fun!
Jongin slammed deeply into his man, putting his face near Kyungsoo’s before licking the soft skin close to his heart-shaped lips.
“A-Ah! J-Jon-“
“Imagine our baby penguins dancing to our voices…,” Jongin muttered delicately before planting a quick kiss on Kyungsoo’s plump and crimson lips.
“What the heck-“
His boyfriend didn’t even respond, pulling out of his butt hole and plunging in entirely the next second, almost touching his penguin’s prostate.
“O-Oh my! Jong-hng,” Kyungsoo moaned blissfully.
“You would look so cute in a pink tutu, Soo… Rotating with my ballet shoes while I would teach you how to make an arabesque… ”
What the fuck is this?!
The athletic one continued his thrusts at a quick pace, now completely attacking his cutie pie’s sweet spot.
Kyungsoo couldn’t help but gasp when Jongin’s cock was entering him.
Powerful whines and wails were coming out of Kyungsoo’s mouth, clearly resounding in the duo’s room, while Jongin was groaning, loving the sounds his other half could produce.
“I love it... when you cook cupcakes for me… You know, those with fresh strawberries that make me think about your red and delicious lips…,” Jongin told him in a deep and emotional tone.
“J-Jong-Ah! That’s not dirty-“
The other simply shut him up with a long and lovely kiss, their tongues smashing against each other with passion.
Then Jongin began to pepper Kyungsoo’s pale and smooth neck with his lips, licking some flesh and making Kyungsoo shiver with delight, his hair on the base of his nape raising.
“I appreciate it... when you brush my hair like if my blonde bangs were the sun and your pretty fingers were the moon...
He leaned down and took one of Kyungsoo’s nipples between his teeth, making the other sigh in contentment.
“S-Stop making-Ah! Oh-Jong-in!”
“I keep on seeing you in my dreams, singing me to sleep with your adorable voice...”
Jongin took one of the doe-eyed man’s hands in his, intertwining his white digits with his dark ones while penetrating his hole.
“You know...,” he stared into Kyungsoo’s light orbs, “we should try making love on pink clouds someday...,” he smiled, showing his teeth.
Kyungsoo decided that that was certainly not dirty talking, and just thought that it was becoming...
Exciting, indeed.
He didn’t see Jongin’s next action coming, and so he yelled with satisfaction when his boyfriend took his penis in his calloused and strong hands, stroking it slowly with affection.
“I hope you’ll be able to spread your wings sometime... So then I’ll really believe you’re an angel...”
My angel.
Still playing with his fleshy toy, Jongin kissed Kyungsoo’s navel quietly before continuing his path on his lover’s waist, and Kyungsoo giggled warmly before moaning again.
“You don’t realize how much I hate it when you’re far from me… I would transform myself into a bug just to follow the flower you are…,” the taller growled, his hands on Kyungsoo’s hips to make sure he was still under him.
With him.
“N-Ni-Ah!”
Wild and random thoughts about what Jongin was saying were swirling in Kyungsoo's mind, and he almost roared with laughter, but obviously his other half didn’t allow that to happen.
Jongin slid into his entrance with force, surprising the older who then howled in joy.
“You can’t leave your bee alone, you know… It needs your pollen…,”he smirked, feeling his orgasm birthing in his lower abdomen when Kyungsoo’s walls clenched on his cock.
Precum oozed gracefully from Kyungsoo’s member, the liquid following its trail on his sinful thighs.
“Nini… I’m c-cl-Hgn!” Kyungsoo started before getting cut off by a slow and tender kiss.
“If your butt was a peach, then I would gleefully eat you without remorse…,” Jongin added, one hand sneaking under Kyungsoo’s body to grasp one of his ass cheeks, massaging the clear surface with exquisite squeezes.
Kyungsoo just couldn’t handle it anymore. Jongin’s sentences were controlling his mind (and his pleasure), his kisses were driving him insane, his hands were on the right places and he soon felt the beginning of the familiar fireworks inside his body.
“J-Jong… I-I am clo-oh shit,” he hollered, sperm spurting everywhere between their warm bodies.
Jongin grunted because of the sight under him.
Kyungsoo’s closed eyes.
Kyungsoo’s face.
Kyungsoo’s cute ass.
Kyungsoo’s little cock.
Kyungsoo’s… everything.
Kyungsoo…
With his hole tightening around Jongin’s member.
The blonde finally came, crying Kyungsoo’s name in a loud and high-pitched tone before he fell on his loved one, intertwining their fingers again while breathing with slight difficulty.
The taller took a few tissues from a tissue box which was on the floor, cleaning his lover (who laughed because of his boyfriend’s tickles) and himself before throwing the dirty tissues on the floor.
“I love you,” Jongin whispered, and he kissed him again and again, promptly pecking his lips before retracting back in one movement and starting again.
“I love your eyes…,” he said while kissing Kyungsoo’s closed eyelids.
“Your nose…”
He kissed his button nose.
“Your cheeks…”
He kissed them both.
“Your lips…”
Another kiss, but this one was much longer and much more powerful.
One full of love and emotions.
“I love your hair…”
He petted the black bangs which had fallen on the pale man’s forehead.
“I love your neck… Your shoulders… Your nipples… Your charming tummy… Your navel… Your adorable cock… Your squishy butt… Your legs… Your feet…”
Kyungsoo laughed out loud, the sloppy kisses tickling him in all places.
“But what is even more important… Is that I love your personality. I love your charms… Your laugh… Your smile… Your energy… Your bad but still funny jokes… Your glares… Your tantrums… Your singing… Your- ”
“I get it,” Kyungsoo cut him off, placing one small hand on Jongin’s face, and his boyfriend leaned into touch.
“But-“
“I love you, Jongin-ah.”
And to confirm his words, Kyungsoo kissed him slowly with his heart-shaped lips.
“Close your eyes, hyung,” Jongin ordered softly, putting his two huge hands on Kyungsoo’s eyes, feeling his long and thick eyelashes fluttering on his hot skin.
He then hurried out of the bed, searching through the right pocket of his pants before grinning with excitement once something touched his fingers. He picked the object and returned on the bed, sniggering when he saw Kyungsoo’s closed eyes and furrowed eyebrows.
“What are you doing, Nini?”
“T’inquiète pas, tu vas adorer~,” Jongin laughed, knowing Kyungsoo could not understand a thing. Don't worry, you're going to like it.
“You and your French sentences…,” Kyungsoo sighed sarcastically, a smile tugging his lips.
Jongin put the thing on his lover’s belly, and Kyungsoo shivered from the contact.
“Ouvre les yeux, hyung,” Jongin told him nervously. Open your eyes, hyung.
Kyungsoo opened his eyelids and let his orbs wander until they landed on a box.
A black and white penguin-shaped box.
Tears filled his eyes instantly.
Jongin opened the penguin by pushing its head backward with care, revealing a shiny jewel.
A ring.
A ring decorated by diamonds.
A ring in a shape of a penguin.
So much penguins.
The little, gleaming and silver mammal was on side profile, bowing its head towards the circle composing the ring.
Kyungsoo put his milky hand on his mouth to prevent his cries of excitement, tears rolling down his pale cheeks.
“Do Kyungsoo… Veux-tu m’épouser?,” Jongin asked, his body trembling with happiness. Will you marry me?
And love.
“Y-Yes! I mean… Hum… O-Oui! Yes, Jongin-Yes, I do,” Kyungsoo cried, and Jongin took the object and slid it on Kyungsoo’s ring finger with emotions in his touch.
“B-But why a p-penguin? W-Why is it like t-this?,” the shorter stuttered, not able to control his feelings.
Jongin didn’t respond, and Kyungsoo only remarked at this moment that another ring was, in fact, in the box.
It was exactly the same penguin-shaped object, but the animal was towards the other side.
Jongin slid it on his own finger, and he took Kyungsoo’s hand in his, showing what the rings could do.
They could unite.
“Tu savais que les pingouins forment un cœur avec leur tête?” Did you know that penguins could make a heart with their heads?
The penguins were joining their beaks lovingly, forming a heart with their heads.
Jongin’s one was on the right side profile, while Kyungsoo’s one was on the left one.
“They kind of reminded me of your lips. They form a heart when you smile, so I thought they could define our love. Because together, we form hearts? Well, invisible ones since it’s love, and love is a feeling, not something you can see, but-“
“Oh, shut up, Nini.”
And Kyungsoo kissed him.
With love.
🐧
“I really need to learn how to speak French, now.”
“And… why is that?”
“Because I can’t even understand what you’re saying! And I want you to talk to me in French in front of everyone at our wedding celebration.”
“And… why is that?”
“B-Because I love it when you tell me French words.”
“I thought you found it stupid!”
“N-No! Not at all! Here, use only one w-word to describe me in French.”
“Choupinou.”
“And what does that mean?”
“…”
“Jongin!”
“Yes, Mon Choupinou?”
“What does… Choupi or whatever the word is mean?”
“Mon chéri.”
“Do- urgh. Do you really think you’re helping me?”
“You’re so cute, Do Kyungsoo.”
“You’re so stupid!”
“But I still love you.”
“Fine. Love you too, mon Choupi-what is it again?”
“Mon. Choupinou. Mine.”