The Morning After
The Morning After
Characters: OnewxChanyeolxOC
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Waking up the morning after can be disconcerting for some if not most people. It's even more so when you wake to not only one man but two in your bed.
Note: For my favorite Unni! You're Welcome! This is OnewxChanyeolxOC You've been warned.
Feeling a cold chill, your hands grasp for the sheet that should be somewhere nearby. Still sleeping, you don’t want to open your eyes but the sudden coldness made a part of you realize something isn’t quite right. Curling your legs into you for warmth, you snuggled with the sheet and slowly peeked one eye open slightly. Looking to your left all you see is an empty space. Hmm… Turning over you peeked with your other eye and notice the same. Odd. Grabbing the closest pillow you hug it to your chest and firmly close both eyes. Determined to go back to sleep and shove that feeling back into the depths of your mind. That was, until you heard a deep voice whine, “Hyung..” from far away. It was too far to make you get up but it was just enough to get your sleepy mind reeling.
Images flashed in your mind, short random bursts of many different moments. Fevered kisses, that were rough, leaving your lips swollen and tender. Husky voices in your ear asking if you’ve had enough yet. Slim fingers being plunged into you over and over while your mouth was struggling to take in all of another’s huge cock. You remember the pain your jaw felt after being repeatedly thrust into, tears forming in your eyes. Yet there was this intense pleasure from the below your lower half where the other man was thrusting into you as well. Kneading your clit with his nimble guitar playing fingers. His other hand gripping the flesh on your hip roughly; nails digging into your skin. Multiple moans on all different octaves filling your ears. Your fingers clawing into the carpet, as your muscles strain to keep you upright, rug burn growing on yours knees. “Noona” and “Jennabelle” being sweetly called out by Chanyeol and Jinki at various times.
Their faces finally flashed in your mind. Nails raking your back leaving angry red marks as your being filled to the brim in too many ways, all at once. Hands in your hair, yanking it to get your attention as you loose focus, enjoying the pleasure too much from Chanyeol and Jinki grew jealous. Can't forget the ice cubes they used against you. As Jinki ran it along your spine and Chanyeol placed it in your mouth only to remove it with his own tongue. Taking another cube to trace it along your skin and lick it up the water that slid down your neck, breasts, down to your navel and in between your thighs. Oh, those thighs that Jinki couldn't resist biting.
Your eyes flew open as the events in random order of the previous night and their faces finally flashed through your mind. Jinki. Chanyeol. Looking beside you again, it's confirmed they were not there. Opening your mouth to speak, only made pain radiate through your jaw. It was still sore. A dream? That thought was squashed. Especially as you began to stretch out your legs and could feel the soreness screaming all over your body. You clearly remembered that Jinki and Chanyeol were a dangerous combination that brought pushing your limits in pain and pleasure over and over. Lifting the covers up you could see there are even a few bruises. One on your inner thigh, "Damn you, Jinki.." and then you sat up only to groan at the pain in your hips. Now noticing another bruise on your left hipbone, "Damn you, Chanyeol.." You muttered under your breath, forgetting Jinki had really given your mouth exercise last night. Chanyeol you remember was by no means small either but nothing quite measures up to what Jinki was packin'.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen there were all kinds of sounds, that started out as hushed whispers. Chanyeol pulled various items out of the cabinets and refrigerator, from sugar to glass bowels. Jinki was leaning against the counter in his boxers, just watching his hoobae do his thing. The two had decided to leave their noona asleep for awhile longer and the happy virus had wanted to make her breakfast. Jinki on the other hand had his arms crossed and his mouth set in a firm line. He wanted chicken not these pancakes that Chanyeol seemed set on making. Once all the ingredients and cookware are arranged, his apron on, Chanyeol began making the batter. He hummed one of EXO's songs to himself as he worked. He didn't pause even when arms snaked around his waist and a cheek pressed against his shoulder. "Can't we just have chicken? It'd be faster." Chanyeol ignored his sunbae and continued humming. They already had this discussion. Jinki didn't take well to being ignored and slid his hand underneath the apron and beneath the others waist band of his boxers. For this, Chanyeol was caught off guard. "Yah!" he yanked on Jinki's arm. A smirk came to Jinki's lips and he just slipped his hand back into the boxers, sliding his hand over the others length. "Is that how you talk to your sunbae?" He growled pretending to be annoyed but they both heard his amusement.
Jinki wrapped his hand around it and began pumping him to get a reaction which didn't take very long. Chanyeol was trying to make sure he wasn't messing up the recipe while figuring out how to get Jinki to stop. Reaching back he flicked his forehead. A surprised yelp was heard but the older man continued with his task. "Jinki, stop it. I want to make this for Noona." The older man bit into the junction between Chanyeol's neck and shoulder, causing the other to suck in a breath, especially with the hand beneath his apron moving faster. Hearing Chanyeol's sharp intake of breath was exactly what he wanted. Jinki threaded his hand into the black hair and pulled his head back, giving the man a rough kiss before spinning him around. Chanyeol dropped the whisk he was using to get all the lumps out of the batter. It clattered onto the counter and then rolled off and bounced across the floor. Jinki pressed the other male into the counter, letting it be known that he was aroused. Dipping his hand into the batter he swirled it around before pressing his finger against Chanyeol's lips. He resisted at first but gave in a moment later and sucked the batter off his hyung's finger. Since Jinki wanted to play this game, the dark haired one grabbed his wrist keeping the hand in place while he sucked and licked off every inch of batter covering the finger all the while not breaking eye contact.
Smiling Jinki pushed Chanyeol down onto his knees and pulled out his dick. This time the one on his knees didn't resist. He took Jinki into his mouth, tongue swirling around it just the way his hyung liked. Teasing the tip with his mouth, his hands went to the man's ass, grabbing hold and pushing him forward so his mouth took in all of his length. Jinki enjoyed watching as the dark haired man's pink lips covered all of him, head bobbing over and over. Placing his hand on the counter he began moving his hips, thrusting into his dongsaengs mouth. Chanyeol could hear the changes in Jinki's voice. Being pulled up on his feet suddenly, Chanyeol grabbed the back of Jinki's neck. He pulled him into a kiss that left the both of them breathless and Jinki with a bleeding lip, which one chuckled about and the other just raised an eyebrow. Roughly turning Chanyeol around he yanked down his boxers while pressing his hand against his back, shoving him down onto the cold counter. Chanyeol didn't mind even with the pain he received he barely noticed it. He did however hear various items falling over and the bowl of batter sliding down the counter.
Jinki spread his dongsaeng's cheeks and didn't bother preparing him. He pressed the tip against the pink hole, receiving a twitch that didn't go unnoticed. He shoved into the man he had pressed against the counter letting out his own moan as how tight and warm Chanyeol felt around him. The younger had to bite his lip hard not to moan as loud as he would have liked at the suddenness of it all. Giving the other a slight moment to adjust, Jinki heard the low guttural growl that Chanyeol let out and watched as his fingers scrambled to grab hold of the edge of the counter. Pulling back, he then thrust into him again. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. It wasn't long before that sweet melody slipped from Chanyeol's lips and Jinki knew he had found the sweet spot. Speeding up, the only resounding in the kitchen was the echoes of panting, growls, deep moans and the slapping of skin against skin. "..Hyung.." Chanyeol all but whined. Jinki reached down and took his length in his hand and began pumping in time with his own thrusts. Muffled mewls could be heard from the one who had his cheek sliding against the cool counter top.
Lifting his head up just enough to speak clearly he said, "Harder." A request that Jinki had no problem fulfilling. In fact he relished that request. His one hand gripped the flesh on Chanyeol's hip digging his fingertips into it while the other worked faster on the dark haired ones dick. Then he thrust hard into Chanyeol. Again. And again. The resounding long moans echoed throughout the kitchen filled Jinki's ears and turned him on even more than he already was. "Fuck..Chanyeol.." He felt so good, muscles clenching against his length. Jinki's breathing was becoming more erratic as well as his thrusts. Chanyeol was breathing heavily against the no longer cold counter, only a moment later to have his breath hitch and a deep moan release along with his load all over the apron he was wearing. While Jinki thrust hard and fast.
One.
Two.
Three more times, pulling out just in time to let it splay all over Chanyeol's back. He placed both hands on Chanyeol's hips head hanging back as he let his breathing regulate back to normal once more. The one against the counter pried his fingers from the counter, his knuckles had turned white from gripping it so tightly. Now his arms hung limply by his side. The two stayed in that position until they heard a small "Ahem." Looking up simultaneously into a pair of green, slightly intrigued eyes.
Your eyes.
Jinki stepped away from Chanyeol and scrambled for the dish towel, almost falling as he tripped over his own feet. He quickly wiped off Chanyeol's back, not meeting your eyes. Neither had noticed your entrance to the kitchen nor that you had been there for a good portion of the end of their play time.
Chanyeol stood up, eyes taking in the mess around them. The sugar and flour was knocked over, covering the counter and a large portion of the floor. Grabbing a fistful of it he threw it at Jinki and growled, "This is all your fault." Then turned back to you looking anywhere but at your gaze. With Jinki's face now covered in flour and sugar combination he grumbled "You weren't complaining a minute ago." and tried to wipe the mix out of his eyes. Looking up shyly, Chanyeol rubbed the back of his neck, biting his lip he met your eyes. "Sorry, noona. I had wanted to make you breakfast." You went to make an 'Oh' expression but ended up cupping your jaw. Sore. You needed to remember this. "I see." you grumbled and took a seat at the kitchen table. "Was it fun playing without me?" You gave them both a harsh look. Chanyeol was pouting and Jinki was standing there dumbfounded. It hadn't quite caught up to him the situation they were in. Given another second he composed himself. "It was a good distraction. You were taking too long to wake up, Jennabelle." You looked at his serious face and wanted to smack him for that answer but only shook your head. When did he get so cheeky with you? "What were you going to make for me." Even if you weren't going to tell them t was a good show nonetheless. Chanyeol's smile returned as he didn't note any anger in your voice. Your heart melted at his expression. How could you be upset with a smile like that. "Pancakes." Nodding, you said, "Good choice."
Pushing yourself up from the table carefully, moving was a slow process right now. Jinki burst out with, "I'll go get chicken." A laugh bubbled up, "Yes, yes." Your stomach was hungry enough anyways. "And you two will be cleaning up that mess while I shower." You said sternly before turning away. Chanyeol came up behind you and wrapped an arm around your waist. Making you wince as he slightly brushed against your bruise. You felt that. "Jennabelle Noona, I can wash your back for you." His deep voice said, warm breath ghosting across your ear. Biting your lip you tried to resist the temptation. You knew shower time would be oh soo good if you caved. Placing your hand on his you pulled it away from you. "Clean." you growled ignoring the warm sensation pooling below the waist. Walking off in the direction of your bathroom. You didn't look back but said, "If you do a good job, maybe I'll help you with yours." Chanyeol immediately grinned while Jinki was busy on the phone placing your orders for chicken.
Characters: OnewxChanyeolxOC
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Waking up the morning after can be disconcerting for some if not most people. It's even more so when you wake to not only one man but two in your bed.
Note: For my favorite Unni! You're Welcome! This is OnewxChanyeolxOC You've been warned.
Feeling a cold chill, your hands grasp for the sheet that should be somewhere nearby. Still sleeping, you don’t want to open your eyes but the sudden coldness made a part of you realize something isn’t quite right. Curling your legs into you for warmth, you snuggled with the sheet and slowly peeked one eye open slightly. Looking to your left all you see is an empty space. Hmm… Turning over you peeked with your other eye and notice the same. Odd. Grabbing the closest pillow you hug it to your chest and firmly close both eyes. Determined to go back to sleep and shove that feeling back into the depths of your mind. That was, until you heard a deep voice whine, “Hyung..” from far away. It was too far to make you get up but it was just enough to get your sleepy mind reeling.
Images flashed in your mind, short random bursts of many different moments. Fevered kisses, that were rough, leaving your lips swollen and tender. Husky voices in your ear asking if you’ve had enough yet. Slim fingers being plunged into you over and over while your mouth was struggling to take in all of another’s huge cock. You remember the pain your jaw felt after being repeatedly thrust into, tears forming in your eyes. Yet there was this intense pleasure from the below your lower half where the other man was thrusting into you as well. Kneading your clit with his nimble guitar playing fingers. His other hand gripping the flesh on your hip roughly; nails digging into your skin. Multiple moans on all different octaves filling your ears. Your fingers clawing into the carpet, as your muscles strain to keep you upright, rug burn growing on yours knees. “Noona” and “Jennabelle” being sweetly called out by Chanyeol and Jinki at various times.
Their faces finally flashed in your mind. Nails raking your back leaving angry red marks as your being filled to the brim in too many ways, all at once. Hands in your hair, yanking it to get your attention as you loose focus, enjoying the pleasure too much from Chanyeol and Jinki grew jealous. Can't forget the ice cubes they used against you. As Jinki ran it along your spine and Chanyeol placed it in your mouth only to remove it with his own tongue. Taking another cube to trace it along your skin and lick it up the water that slid down your neck, breasts, down to your navel and in between your thighs. Oh, those thighs that Jinki couldn't resist biting.
Your eyes flew open as the events in random order of the previous night and their faces finally flashed through your mind. Jinki. Chanyeol. Looking beside you again, it's confirmed they were not there. Opening your mouth to speak, only made pain radiate through your jaw. It was still sore. A dream? That thought was squashed. Especially as you began to stretch out your legs and could feel the soreness screaming all over your body. You clearly remembered that Jinki and Chanyeol were a dangerous combination that brought pushing your limits in pain and pleasure over and over. Lifting the covers up you could see there are even a few bruises. One on your inner thigh, "Damn you, Jinki.." and then you sat up only to groan at the pain in your hips. Now noticing another bruise on your left hipbone, "Damn you, Chanyeol.." You muttered under your breath, forgetting Jinki had really given your mouth exercise last night. Chanyeol you remember was by no means small either but nothing quite measures up to what Jinki was packin'.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen there were all kinds of sounds, that started out as hushed whispers. Chanyeol pulled various items out of the cabinets and refrigerator, from sugar to glass bowels. Jinki was leaning against the counter in his boxers, just watching his hoobae do his thing. The two had decided to leave their noona asleep for awhile longer and the happy virus had wanted to make her breakfast. Jinki on the other hand had his arms crossed and his mouth set in a firm line. He wanted chicken not these pancakes that Chanyeol seemed set on making. Once all the ingredients and cookware are arranged, his apron on, Chanyeol began making the batter. He hummed one of EXO's songs to himself as he worked. He didn't pause even when arms snaked around his waist and a cheek pressed against his shoulder. "Can't we just have chicken? It'd be faster." Chanyeol ignored his sunbae and continued humming. They already had this discussion. Jinki didn't take well to being ignored and slid his hand underneath the apron and beneath the others waist band of his boxers. For this, Chanyeol was caught off guard. "Yah!" he yanked on Jinki's arm. A smirk came to Jinki's lips and he just slipped his hand back into the boxers, sliding his hand over the others length. "Is that how you talk to your sunbae?" He growled pretending to be annoyed but they both heard his amusement.
Jinki wrapped his hand around it and began pumping him to get a reaction which didn't take very long. Chanyeol was trying to make sure he wasn't messing up the recipe while figuring out how to get Jinki to stop. Reaching back he flicked his forehead. A surprised yelp was heard but the older man continued with his task. "Jinki, stop it. I want to make this for Noona." The older man bit into the junction between Chanyeol's neck and shoulder, causing the other to suck in a breath, especially with the hand beneath his apron moving faster. Hearing Chanyeol's sharp intake of breath was exactly what he wanted. Jinki threaded his hand into the black hair and pulled his head back, giving the man a rough kiss before spinning him around. Chanyeol dropped the whisk he was using to get all the lumps out of the batter. It clattered onto the counter and then rolled off and bounced across the floor. Jinki pressed the other male into the counter, letting it be known that he was aroused. Dipping his hand into the batter he swirled it around before pressing his finger against Chanyeol's lips. He resisted at first but gave in a moment later and sucked the batter off his hyung's finger. Since Jinki wanted to play this game, the dark haired one grabbed his wrist keeping the hand in place while he sucked and licked off every inch of batter covering the finger all the while not breaking eye contact.
Smiling Jinki pushed Chanyeol down onto his knees and pulled out his dick. This time the one on his knees didn't resist. He took Jinki into his mouth, tongue swirling around it just the way his hyung liked. Teasing the tip with his mouth, his hands went to the man's ass, grabbing hold and pushing him forward so his mouth took in all of his length. Jinki enjoyed watching as the dark haired man's pink lips covered all of him, head bobbing over and over. Placing his hand on the counter he began moving his hips, thrusting into his dongsaengs mouth. Chanyeol could hear the changes in Jinki's voice. Being pulled up on his feet suddenly, Chanyeol grabbed the back of Jinki's neck. He pulled him into a kiss that left the both of them breathless and Jinki with a bleeding lip, which one chuckled about and the other just raised an eyebrow. Roughly turning Chanyeol around he yanked down his boxers while pressing his hand against his back, shoving him down onto the cold counter. Chanyeol didn't mind even with the pain he received he barely noticed it. He did however hear various items falling over and the bowl of batter sliding down the counter.
Jinki spread his dongsaeng's cheeks and didn't bother preparing him. He pressed the tip against the pink hole, receiving a twitch that didn't go unnoticed. He shoved into the man he had pressed against the counter letting out his own moan as how tight and warm Chanyeol felt around him. The younger had to bite his lip hard not to moan as loud as he would have liked at the suddenness of it all. Giving the other a slight moment to adjust, Jinki heard the low guttural growl that Chanyeol let out and watched as his fingers scrambled to grab hold of the edge of the counter. Pulling back, he then thrust into him again. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. It wasn't long before that sweet melody slipped from Chanyeol's lips and Jinki knew he had found the sweet spot. Speeding up, the only resounding in the kitchen was the echoes of panting, growls, deep moans and the slapping of skin against skin. "..Hyung.." Chanyeol all but whined. Jinki reached down and took his length in his hand and began pumping in time with his own thrusts. Muffled mewls could be heard from the one who had his cheek sliding against the cool counter top.
Lifting his head up just enough to speak clearly he said, "Harder." A request that Jinki had no problem fulfilling. In fact he relished that request. His one hand gripped the flesh on Chanyeol's hip digging his fingertips into it while the other worked faster on the dark haired ones dick. Then he thrust hard into Chanyeol. Again. And again. The resounding long moans echoed throughout the kitchen filled Jinki's ears and turned him on even more than he already was. "Fuck..Chanyeol.." He felt so good, muscles clenching against his length. Jinki's breathing was becoming more erratic as well as his thrusts. Chanyeol was breathing heavily against the no longer cold counter, only a moment later to have his breath hitch and a deep moan release along with his load all over the apron he was wearing. While Jinki thrust hard and fast.
One.
Two.
Three more times, pulling out just in time to let it splay all over Chanyeol's back. He placed both hands on Chanyeol's hips head hanging back as he let his breathing regulate back to normal once more. The one against the counter pried his fingers from the counter, his knuckles had turned white from gripping it so tightly. Now his arms hung limply by his side. The two stayed in that position until they heard a small "Ahem." Looking up simultaneously into a pair of green, slightly intrigued eyes.
Your eyes.
Jinki stepped away from Chanyeol and scrambled for the dish towel, almost falling as he tripped over his own feet. He quickly wiped off Chanyeol's back, not meeting your eyes. Neither had noticed your entrance to the kitchen nor that you had been there for a good portion of the end of their play time.
Chanyeol stood up, eyes taking in the mess around them. The sugar and flour was knocked over, covering the counter and a large portion of the floor. Grabbing a fistful of it he threw it at Jinki and growled, "This is all your fault." Then turned back to you looking anywhere but at your gaze. With Jinki's face now covered in flour and sugar combination he grumbled "You weren't complaining a minute ago." and tried to wipe the mix out of his eyes. Looking up shyly, Chanyeol rubbed the back of his neck, biting his lip he met your eyes. "Sorry, noona. I had wanted to make you breakfast." You went to make an 'Oh' expression but ended up cupping your jaw. Sore. You needed to remember this. "I see." you grumbled and took a seat at the kitchen table. "Was it fun playing without me?" You gave them both a harsh look. Chanyeol was pouting and Jinki was standing there dumbfounded. It hadn't quite caught up to him the situation they were in. Given another second he composed himself. "It was a good distraction. You were taking too long to wake up, Jennabelle." You looked at his serious face and wanted to smack him for that answer but only shook your head. When did he get so cheeky with you? "What were you going to make for me." Even if you weren't going to tell them t was a good show nonetheless. Chanyeol's smile returned as he didn't note any anger in your voice. Your heart melted at his expression. How could you be upset with a smile like that. "Pancakes." Nodding, you said, "Good choice."
Pushing yourself up from the table carefully, moving was a slow process right now. Jinki burst out with, "I'll go get chicken." A laugh bubbled up, "Yes, yes." Your stomach was hungry enough anyways. "And you two will be cleaning up that mess while I shower." You said sternly before turning away. Chanyeol came up behind you and wrapped an arm around your waist. Making you wince as he slightly brushed against your bruise. You felt that. "Jennabelle Noona, I can wash your back for you." His deep voice said, warm breath ghosting across your ear. Biting your lip you tried to resist the temptation. You knew shower time would be oh soo good if you caved. Placing your hand on his you pulled it away from you. "Clean." you growled ignoring the warm sensation pooling below the waist. Walking off in the direction of your bathroom. You didn't look back but said, "If you do a good job, maybe I'll help you with yours." Chanyeol immediately grinned while Jinki was busy on the phone placing your orders for chicken.