It's My Turn - KyuKang
Title: It's My Turn
Pairing: Kangin/Kyuhyun
Genre: AU, smut, romance
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Kyuhyun likes to top. So does Kangin.
Kyuhyun let out a grunt, Kangin being wrapped a bit too tightly around his ribs. It was swallowed by the older man's mouth and drowned in an aroused groan of his own.
"Ugh, did you ch-check the house?" Kyuhyun mumbled, Kangin not allowing him to pull away further than pressing the words against his lips.
"Of course," Kangin said, slightly impatiently, pushing Kyuhyun over to the bed. "We're alone."
Kyuhyun went back to the kiss, satisfied and grunted again when Kangin roughly shoved him down onto the mattress.
Cho Kyuhyun wasn't going to give in quite that easily. He planted both hands on Kangin's chest and pushed him back, propping himself up on his elbows and smirking as Kangin stared at him in shock. "Strip."
Kangin recovered quickly. "I don't think so. It's your turn."
Kyuhyun raised an eyebrow and his gaze darkened over his smirk. "Fine." He stood up and pointed at the bed, indicating that they should switch positions. Kangin obeyed, laying down on the pillows and resting the back of his head on his hands to enjoy the show.
Firstly, Kyuhyun flicked open his laptop and pressed play on 'their' playlist. The first track that played was an instrumental, featuring little but bass lines and drums. His smirk faded into a satisfied smile as he turned back to Kangin, eyes dark and inviting. Kangin smiled too, jerking his eyebrows to tell him to get on with it.
Kyuhyun let out a long breath and started undoing his shirt buttons, popping them open one by one but leaving the cloth to cover his chest. Kangin narrowed his eyes impatiently as Kyuhyun shifted subtly to the beat.
The younger gripped the edge with the buttonholes and ran his hand down it, exposing a line of alabaster skin, several shades lighter than his fingers.
Kangin felt the arousal, his eyes on Kyuhyun's face because that (for now, at least) was the best part: elliptical lips stretched to a faint smirk, eyes dark and glowing with lust. He shifted his gaze downwards as Kyuhyun flicked open his shirt, exposing the dark, pert nipples set on the faint pecs and the even fainter, scarred abs. As far as Kangin knew he was the only one to whom Kyuhyun ever exposed his trunk. He was too shy about those scars.
Well, Kangin thought as the shifting turned to swaying and Kyuhyun ran his thumb over his lower lip, He has to be shy about something...
"I wanna see your ass."
The smirk grew and a quiet, closed-mouth chuckle escaped. Kyuhyun turned around obediently, letting Kangin admire his ass through his jeans as he shrugged his shirt off his shoulders. Kangin's eyes roamed his lover's body, but ultimately returned back to his butt as it swayed delightfully.
Kyuhyun might find the tanlines on his shoulders and around his knees amusing, even slightly embarrassing, but Kangin secretly liked how it reminded him that he was the only one privileged enough to be shown his body.
But, never mind that. Butt was the main feature right now.
Kangin's hand found its way between his legs and he rubbed himself lazily, Kyuhyun smirking over his shoulder as he expertly shimmied out of his jeans. Hmm, that was pretty. The way it shook... And even though Kangin had a fantastic view of his ass, from this angle he could just see Kyuhyun's hardness appearing.
Kyuhyun slapped his own ass; he knew just how so that it made a satisfying sound, and slowly dragged his hand up his lower back as he turned back around. He hummed quietly to the top bass line, toying with the elastic of his briefs.
Hurry up.
Kangin didn't say it. The little bitch would probably drag it out longer if he did. Kyuhyun wandered closer to the bed, smiling seductively from behind one of the poles of the four-poster, while his fingers and one leg wrapped around it.
"Ooh, am I getting a pole dance?"
"You wish," Kyuhyun retorted, chuckling.
Kangin's jeans were beginning to get a bit constricting, but he resisted unzipping them. Tonight, that was Kyuhyun's job. Hopefully he wouldn't take too long.
Kyuhyun slid to the centre of the mattress's edge, letting his limbs slowly slide around and off the post. He perched on his knees, hands planted on the quilt to keep his balance. His eyes roamed over Kangin, from the parted knees to the hand casually rubbing his crotch, to the impatience and hunger in his eyes that the older man was refusing to let his lips spill.
The track changed and Kangin rubbed himself a bit harder, eyes fixed between Kyuhyun's own legs.
Get naked already.
Kyuhyun laughed, practically reading his lover's thoughts in his eyes. He stood up on the bed, lightly gripping the drapeless curtain rail in one hand and running the thumb of the other around the inside waistband of his briefs, shifting them down about half an inch.
Kangin's eyes narrowed again.
"More?" Kyuhyun asked innocently, thumb doing another circut.
"What - more?" he added, eyes widening in fake astonishment.
Kangin just shifted so he was more upright.
Kyuhyun's thumb did one more loop, shifting it further down this time, so Kangin could see a fair amount of dark hair above the band. The thumb paused at the end of its circle, stretching before letting the underwear jump back to his hip with a loud snap.
Kangin's cock throbbed.
The younger man smiled and let go of the curtain rail, pushing the briefs down and happily kicking them off as his own dick sprang free. He wasn't quite fully hard yet, but Kangin could deal with that in a minute. As soon as he'd freed the older man from his clothes.
He fell to his knees again and crawled forward until he was crouched over Kangin, kissing him passionately and tugging lightly at his hair. Knowing his lover wanted just to get free of his jeans, he started with the jewellery; unclasping the necklace first because he'd almost choked the last time, stupid man, and letting the chain slip from his fingers as he dropped it onto the nightstand. Then the earring, smiling sweetly at the glare he received. Then the shirt.
Ugh, why would he wear a t-shirt on a night like this? So troublesome.
But Kyuhyun said nothing as he pushed up the hem of the shirt, forcing Kangin to remove his hand from his crotch as he tugged it off his body.
He ran his hand down his chest, leaving a shiver in his wake because his hands were pretty damn cold, and trailed his fingers over the well-sized bulge in Kangin's pants.
"Kyu..."
"Hmm?" Kyuhyun looked up to smile and raise his eyebrows questioningly, but as soon as their eyes met he was being tackled onto his back and kissed roughly. He felt the elder's fingers wrap around his cock and start jerking quickly and he gasped, fumbling to undo his jeans and pull the other man free from the restricting fabric. He chuckled, pushing the pants off Kangin's hips as he swallowed the older man's groan of relief.
Kangin kicked the jeans and boxers off, careless as he ravaged Kyuhyun's mouth. A string of saliva slid down the younger's face, but he didn't really care. He'd had more than that on his face before. That memory, coupled with Kangin still firmly stroking his cock, had him pretty damn hard and leaking in no time.
They used their feet to push the quilt down and over the end of the bed; the thing had to be dry-cleaned, which in both their opinions was a pretty stupid idea, but there you go.
Kyuhyun pulled Kangin's body further down to his, crisp, freshly-changed sheets cool against his warm back. He let go with one hand, reaching over and fumbling in the drawer beside the bed, searching for and finally grabbing the things he was looking for. He kept his lips and tongue firmly attatched to Kangin's as he dealt with one of them, coating his hands liberally before quickly and without warning pushing his finger deep into Kangin.
The older man let out a startled sound and jerked away from the kiss, growling deep in his throat as Kyuhyun pushed the finger a bit more, so it was as far in as he could get it.
"I'm topping tonight, you little bitch," he snarled.
Kyuhyun just laughed and wiggled his finger, delighting in the strained look Kangin gave him as he tried not to moan. "That's what you think."
Kangin snatched the lube and coated his own hands, rolling them so he could roughly insert two of his own fingers into Kyuhyun's tight little ass.
Kyuhyun let out a strange sound - sort of a yelp, a squeal and a moan all at the same time - and then gasped into Kangin's shoulder as his lover quickly pumped his fingers in and out of him.
Ugh.
He narrowed his eyes and bit the shoulder he was pressed against as he also stuck a second finger in, scissoring and making Kangin whine not-so-quietly.
They continued like that for some time, rolling over the bed in a moan-filled war, trying hard to outdo the other, to get him just right so he'd give in and submit. But they were both just as stubborn as each other, in attack and defense.
Finally Kyuhyun shoved his ring finger into Kangin as well, twisting his wrist so he could rub his sweet spot properly, firmly; he slid his other hand between their bodies and grabbed Kangin's cock as well, pumping quickly and touching all the places he knew Kangin was weakest in.
Kangin cried out, still only having two fingers in Kyuhyun, moaning and clenching and thrusting into his younger lover's fist. Kyuhyun grinned triumphantly, hiding it quickly in Kangin's collarbone, nipping and sucking and tonguing at the skin there.
Kangin continued to let out debauched sounds, fingers still as they lay inside Kyuhyun. The younger knew his lover's body well, and he worked efficiently to make him give in. Kangin was strong, sure, but in the bedroom Kyuhyun knew just what to do to get what he wanted.
When he was satisfied Kangin wasn't faking it to suddenly jump him and switch roles, he gently pulled his - by now, four - fingers out of him but continued to gently stroke his cock as he reached over and grabbed a condom from the pile of crap he'd dumped on the nighstand. Kangin watched with half-lidded, lust-filled eyes as he tore it open with his teeth, clumsily put it on himself with one hand and lubed up.
Kyuhyun blinked and smiled at his lover and crushed their lips together, slippery, sticky hands gripping at his hips as he pressed the tip of his cock against his hole and thrust in deep.
Kangin's breath choked in his throat and he gasped into Kyuhyun's mouth, followed by a few slight whimpers. Kyuhyun didn't still to let him adjust, but did go slowly, sliding his hands up to his face and holding it gently as they kissed. He listened as Kangin's gasps turned from pained to pleasured, and sped up his thrusts accordingly.
Eventually he was grunting with the effort of pounding in hard and fast enough, sweat dripping down his face and chest while Kangin roared in pleasure below him, clawing at the sheets, pillows, whatever he could find.
Kyuhyun could feel himself nearing and his eyebrows, jaw and lips tightened. He must not cum first. He reached down and grabbed Kangin's cock once again, pumping strongly. Kangin kept panting, grunting, roaring and swearing harder.
He must not cum first.
But there was no way he could slow down this pace.
Kyuhyun knew he was cumming, knew he couldn't stop it now and a sudden burst of energy had him slamming into Kangin harder and faster than he ever thought he could.
He screamed as he came, shooting off into Kangin as the older man jerked beneath him. He gently pulled out when he was done, collapsing heavily onto the mattress, ears ringing and heart pounding as it sent blood flying through his veins. Kangin panted beside him, erection still standing proud between his splayed legs.
How the fuck...
God, this was uncomfortable. Kyuhyun took a few more moments then rolled off the bed, stumbling across the room to dispose of the rubber.
Kangin grabbed him when he returned and he yelped, vaguely noticing that the older man had sheathed and lubed himself during his short trip.
Kyuhyun shrieked as Kangin manhandled him onto all fours, slammed in and set off at a quick, rough pace, giving him no time to adjust.
Bastard. He'd only had his two fingers as preparation and he kept shrieking as he was fucked roughly, but he didn't really mind because Kangin had pretty much earned it, holding back his orgasm so long.
However, that made the round fairly short, so Kangin was soon spurting violently into Kyuhyun. They collapsed again, Kangin rolling onto his back and Kyuhyun falling flat on his face in the pillows, arms and legs giving way. He stayed like that for some time while they caught their breath, not moving until Kangin returned from disposing of his own rubber and rolling him over to pull him into his arms.
"I love you, Kyu..."
Kyuhyun rolled his eyes. When he wasn't fucking him like an animal, he could be so sweet. That was his man. "I love you too," he murmured into his chest.
Kangin chuckled. "I told you I'd top tonight."
Kyuhyun slapped his arm - well, attempted to, but his limbs were still jelly and it didn't do much.
"Pffffff." He rolled his eyes again as Kangin leant over him to switch off the lamp. "Whatever you say, honey."