[Advent] Day Sixteen - Soft Beginnings
Title: Soft Beginnings
For: anonymous
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jongin/Kyungsoo
Length: 1300w
Summary: Jongin's always known Kyungsoo was different from the rest. (set in Default State Of Being au)
There’s always been something about Kyungsoo that sets him apart from the rest and Jongin knows it. Kyungsoo isn’t special in the fact that he fights back or tries to put a label on the unstable relationship they’ve spiraled into, but rather because no matter how many times Jongin puts his foot in his mouth or does something dumb enough to warrant a good ass kicking, Kyungsoo is there to scold him and then make it better after. After the initial shyness, Kyungsoo’s true nature came bursting forth in a fireworks display of confidence and words dripping with sarcasm and the guts to put Jongin in his place. And Jongin can’t resist.
They fuck and they fight and they make up and Jongin is enamored.
He hadn’t meant to make Kyungsoo a permanent fixture in his life, but he’s managed to find his way into Jongin’s heart and he can’t imagine them apart anymore. And it scares the shit out of him. Love isn’t a word Jongin tosses around and the first time he thinks of it and Kyungsoo together, his instinct is to run.
And then there’s this little voice, pleading inside its cage in the back of his mind that reminds him of all his previous lovers and the hollowness left behind. He knows it would be different if he left now - that empty, numb feeling replaced with pain because he sincerely wants to be at Kyungsoo’s side.
The entire puppy fiasco is what finally cements Jongin’s determination to follow this path to its end. With Kyungsoo spending every free moment with his new pet, Jongin had time to think, to suffer days without Kyungsoo’s touch, without Kyungsoo’s smile directed at him. And now that he has him back, nestled comfortably in Kyungsoo’s bed, Jongin is content to stay.
There’s an insistent licking against Jongin’s shoulder and he groans, waking up slowly as the puppy now clambers over his neck to nuzzle against his cheek. Jongin can’t be upset, her little tail wagging and collar clinking as her large eyes stare at him.
Jongin is helpless in the face of such perfection.
He’s happy to cuddle with CB, still convinced her name is appropriate and he has half a mind to chastise her for her interruption last night, but she’s already asleep again. Jongin sighs, mindlessly rubbing over her head and behind her ears.
Kyungsoo groans and rolls over, hair crazy and lips dry from sleep. Jongin watches as Kyungsoo slowly opens his eyes, blinking from the sunlight spilling through the curtains. “Morning,” he greets, voice scratchy with sleep.
And when Kyungsoo reaches out, it’s CB he touches, fingers running through fur and Jongin pouts. Kyungsoo rolls his eyes. “You’re such a baby.” But Kyungsoo pats his hand against Jongin’s cheek anyway.
Jongin’s never liked kissing in the morning, the allure gone when all he can taste is his stale mouth and the idea of tasting someone else’s grosses him out. But he wants to test something, his resolve perhaps, so he draws Kyungsoo in with a palm settled on the back of his neck. Kyungsoo is still too sleepy to protest and he simply closes his eyes with a sigh just before their lips meet.
It only lasts a few seconds, long enough for Jongin to appreciate the cushion of Kyungsoo’s lips before he releases him. “What was that for?”
Jongin shrugs, the movement stirring CB and she flops over, belly up as she stretches and yawns. Kyungsoo coos at her, face alight with happiness and Jongin’s heart hammers in his chest because he’s the reason for it. He gave Kyungsoo this.
Jongin kisses Kyungsoo again, squishing the poor puppy between them. She wriggles and Kyungsoo pushes at Jongin until he draws back with a frown. “You’re crushing her,” Kyungsoo reprimands.
Jongin has a surefire way of fixing that problem and he scoops CB into his arms, darting out of bed and into the colder air as Kyungsoo grabs at him and misses. “What are you doing?!”
A naked Jongin takes CB to her food bowl and sets her down, watching as she paws at the edge before shoving her face in it. Triumphant, Jongin rushes back into the bedroom, shutting the door and waiting for the click before diving back in bed - on top of Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo squeaks, laughing even as he tries to be annoyed and goes lax once Jongin gets under the comforter with his face in Kyungsoo’s neck.
“Jealous of a puppy,” Kyungsoo tsks, but Jongin can hear the smile in his voice.
“It’s only fair,” Jongin begins, kissing just underneath Kyungsoo’s ear, “since she interrupted us last night.”
Jongin nips at Kyungsoo’s throat and Kyungsoo gasps, fingers tangling in Jongin’s hair. “Your fault.”
Jongin hums and leans up to kiss Kyungsoo. “Then let me make it up to you.” Kyungsoo doesn’t protest as Jongin moves down, lips brushing over his nipples and his stomach along the way. He’s half hard by the time Jongin settles between his legs, the comforter over Jongin’s head.
With his arms around Kyungsoo’s thighs to hoist him up a little, Jongin licks over the crown of Kyungsoo’s cock before taking it all into his mouth. The effect is instantaneous, his cock swelling on Jongin’s tongue as he hollows his cheeks. Kyungsoo is always so receptive, moaning and urging Jongin to go faster as his hips rock upward. His jaw goes slack and Kyungsoo groans out Jongin’s name as he fucks into his mouth, slow at first but then faster and faster. Jongin balls his right hand into a fist, thumb squeezed under his fingers to keep from gagging.
Kyungsoo’s breath hitches, his thighs tensing and Jongin lets one go to brush the pads of his fingers over Kyungsoo’s entrance, putting pressure around his rim. It’s enough to have Kyungsoo coming into his mouth and Jongin swallows it down without thinking.
Fresh air invades Jongin’s nose and he feels Kyungsoo’s hands grabbing for him, helping him crawl up. Jongin’s cock is hard and heavy between his legs and he nearly drops all his weight on top of him when Kyungsoo gets fingers around it. Jongin ruts into his fist, noises muffled in the pillow. Kyungsoo’s gotten so good at this, thumb pushing around the slit and a nail scraping softly along the underside of his cock until he’s spilling white across Kyungsoo’s fingers and stomach.
His mind is fuzzy and numb, body coursing with the pleasant aftermath of his orgasm and Jongin snuggles, nose prodding at Kyungsoo’s cheek until he turns his head. “Kiss me,” he mumbles. Kyungsoo pecks Jongin and then attempts to roll out from under him. “Where are you going?” Jongin whines, now ready to go back to sleep for a few hours.
“To clean myself off and take the dog for a walk. No doubt she’s inhaled every bit of water in her bowl.”
Jongin reluctantly lets him up, gazing fondly at Kyungsoo’s wonderfully shaped ass and freckled back as he walks to the bathroom. He’s pretty sure Kyungsoo is it for him. Now all he needs to do is gather the courage to tell him.
Or maybe he’ll just have to show him.
For: anonymous
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jongin/Kyungsoo
Length: 1300w
Summary: Jongin's always known Kyungsoo was different from the rest. (set in Default State Of Being au)
There’s always been something about Kyungsoo that sets him apart from the rest and Jongin knows it. Kyungsoo isn’t special in the fact that he fights back or tries to put a label on the unstable relationship they’ve spiraled into, but rather because no matter how many times Jongin puts his foot in his mouth or does something dumb enough to warrant a good ass kicking, Kyungsoo is there to scold him and then make it better after. After the initial shyness, Kyungsoo’s true nature came bursting forth in a fireworks display of confidence and words dripping with sarcasm and the guts to put Jongin in his place. And Jongin can’t resist.
They fuck and they fight and they make up and Jongin is enamored.
He hadn’t meant to make Kyungsoo a permanent fixture in his life, but he’s managed to find his way into Jongin’s heart and he can’t imagine them apart anymore. And it scares the shit out of him. Love isn’t a word Jongin tosses around and the first time he thinks of it and Kyungsoo together, his instinct is to run.
And then there’s this little voice, pleading inside its cage in the back of his mind that reminds him of all his previous lovers and the hollowness left behind. He knows it would be different if he left now - that empty, numb feeling replaced with pain because he sincerely wants to be at Kyungsoo’s side.
The entire puppy fiasco is what finally cements Jongin’s determination to follow this path to its end. With Kyungsoo spending every free moment with his new pet, Jongin had time to think, to suffer days without Kyungsoo’s touch, without Kyungsoo’s smile directed at him. And now that he has him back, nestled comfortably in Kyungsoo’s bed, Jongin is content to stay.
There’s an insistent licking against Jongin’s shoulder and he groans, waking up slowly as the puppy now clambers over his neck to nuzzle against his cheek. Jongin can’t be upset, her little tail wagging and collar clinking as her large eyes stare at him.
Jongin is helpless in the face of such perfection.
He’s happy to cuddle with CB, still convinced her name is appropriate and he has half a mind to chastise her for her interruption last night, but she’s already asleep again. Jongin sighs, mindlessly rubbing over her head and behind her ears.
Kyungsoo groans and rolls over, hair crazy and lips dry from sleep. Jongin watches as Kyungsoo slowly opens his eyes, blinking from the sunlight spilling through the curtains. “Morning,” he greets, voice scratchy with sleep.
And when Kyungsoo reaches out, it’s CB he touches, fingers running through fur and Jongin pouts. Kyungsoo rolls his eyes. “You’re such a baby.” But Kyungsoo pats his hand against Jongin’s cheek anyway.
Jongin’s never liked kissing in the morning, the allure gone when all he can taste is his stale mouth and the idea of tasting someone else’s grosses him out. But he wants to test something, his resolve perhaps, so he draws Kyungsoo in with a palm settled on the back of his neck. Kyungsoo is still too sleepy to protest and he simply closes his eyes with a sigh just before their lips meet.
It only lasts a few seconds, long enough for Jongin to appreciate the cushion of Kyungsoo’s lips before he releases him. “What was that for?”
Jongin shrugs, the movement stirring CB and she flops over, belly up as she stretches and yawns. Kyungsoo coos at her, face alight with happiness and Jongin’s heart hammers in his chest because he’s the reason for it. He gave Kyungsoo this.
Jongin kisses Kyungsoo again, squishing the poor puppy between them. She wriggles and Kyungsoo pushes at Jongin until he draws back with a frown. “You’re crushing her,” Kyungsoo reprimands.
Jongin has a surefire way of fixing that problem and he scoops CB into his arms, darting out of bed and into the colder air as Kyungsoo grabs at him and misses. “What are you doing?!”
A naked Jongin takes CB to her food bowl and sets her down, watching as she paws at the edge before shoving her face in it. Triumphant, Jongin rushes back into the bedroom, shutting the door and waiting for the click before diving back in bed - on top of Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo squeaks, laughing even as he tries to be annoyed and goes lax once Jongin gets under the comforter with his face in Kyungsoo’s neck.
“Jealous of a puppy,” Kyungsoo tsks, but Jongin can hear the smile in his voice.
“It’s only fair,” Jongin begins, kissing just underneath Kyungsoo’s ear, “since she interrupted us last night.”
Jongin nips at Kyungsoo’s throat and Kyungsoo gasps, fingers tangling in Jongin’s hair. “Your fault.”
Jongin hums and leans up to kiss Kyungsoo. “Then let me make it up to you.” Kyungsoo doesn’t protest as Jongin moves down, lips brushing over his nipples and his stomach along the way. He’s half hard by the time Jongin settles between his legs, the comforter over Jongin’s head.
With his arms around Kyungsoo’s thighs to hoist him up a little, Jongin licks over the crown of Kyungsoo’s cock before taking it all into his mouth. The effect is instantaneous, his cock swelling on Jongin’s tongue as he hollows his cheeks. Kyungsoo is always so receptive, moaning and urging Jongin to go faster as his hips rock upward. His jaw goes slack and Kyungsoo groans out Jongin’s name as he fucks into his mouth, slow at first but then faster and faster. Jongin balls his right hand into a fist, thumb squeezed under his fingers to keep from gagging.
Kyungsoo’s breath hitches, his thighs tensing and Jongin lets one go to brush the pads of his fingers over Kyungsoo’s entrance, putting pressure around his rim. It’s enough to have Kyungsoo coming into his mouth and Jongin swallows it down without thinking.
Fresh air invades Jongin’s nose and he feels Kyungsoo’s hands grabbing for him, helping him crawl up. Jongin’s cock is hard and heavy between his legs and he nearly drops all his weight on top of him when Kyungsoo gets fingers around it. Jongin ruts into his fist, noises muffled in the pillow. Kyungsoo’s gotten so good at this, thumb pushing around the slit and a nail scraping softly along the underside of his cock until he’s spilling white across Kyungsoo’s fingers and stomach.
His mind is fuzzy and numb, body coursing with the pleasant aftermath of his orgasm and Jongin snuggles, nose prodding at Kyungsoo’s cheek until he turns his head. “Kiss me,” he mumbles. Kyungsoo pecks Jongin and then attempts to roll out from under him. “Where are you going?” Jongin whines, now ready to go back to sleep for a few hours.
“To clean myself off and take the dog for a walk. No doubt she’s inhaled every bit of water in her bowl.”
Jongin reluctantly lets him up, gazing fondly at Kyungsoo’s wonderfully shaped ass and freckled back as he walks to the bathroom. He’s pretty sure Kyungsoo is it for him. Now all he needs to do is gather the courage to tell him.
Or maybe he’ll just have to show him.