[Advent] Day 5
For: decendium
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Luhan/Jongdae/Chanyeol
Length: 1400w
Summary: Lu Han's boyfriends take care of him.
Lu Han’s used to coming home to find neither of his boyfriends waiting for him. Sometimes it’s because they’re working odd hours and haven’t made it back before him. Other times it’s because they’re out with friends or too busy making dinner to hear him come inside. Or the music is up loud enough to burst Lu Han’s ear drums and he gets to take them by surprise.
And then there are days like today - days when Lu Han is exhausted from too little sleep coupled with too many hours on his feet - and he thinks he might still be stuck in his cubicle, daydreaming, because he walks into his living room to find Jongdae bent over the arm of his favorite chair with Chanyeol plowing into him from behind. Lu Han swallows hard, his laptop case hitting the floor without caring that it could break.
“Lu Han,” Jongdae moans, looking up through sweaty strands of hair to stare at Lu Han who is still standing there like an absolute idiot. Chanyeol thrusts into Jongdae hard and Jongdae whines, his spine dipping and ass pushing back onto Chanyeol’s dick faster.
“Han,” Chanyeol rumbles, giving Lu Han a smile. “Our Jongdae has been talking about your cock all day. I think you’d better give it to him.”
Chanyeol slips out of Jongdae and Jongdae tips forward onto the chair with a loud whine. Lu Han’s eyes are riveted on Chanyeol’s thick cock and the way it shines with lube, bobbing heavy between his legs, his thighs flexing as he walks toward Lu Han. Lu Han has such great taste in men. He should give himself a pat on the back. But first he should get out of his clothes and join his boyfriends before they get impatient and get off without him.
Chanyeol wraps the end of Lu Han’s red tie around his hand, using it to tug Lu Han forward. His lips are slick and soft when he kisses Lu Han, pulling a deep moan from him as Lu Han works to get his pants off. Chanyeol doesn’t help; he’s an insolent shit who laughs when Lu Han gets caught in his shirt, refusing to move and refusing to let Lu Han take off his tie.
“This can stay,” Chanyeol teases, pulling on it tighter to lead a naked Lu Han over to the chair where Jongdae is waiting for him.
Jongdae doesn’t look too pleased, scowling as he sits on the arm of the chair, but he reaches for Lu Han as soon as he’s in range. Lu Han fits himself neatly between Jongdae’s thighs, hands running along the firm flesh as he dips to kiss him. He’s barely had time to process the sudden spike of adrenaline now rushing through him and yet his dick has already caught up with things. Jongdae’s hand is warm and rough around Lu Han’s cock, his fingers slick with lube.
Jongdae tugs on Lu Han’s lip teasingly before falling back on the chair, his ass still perched on the edge and his legs now winding around Lu Han’s waist to pull him in. Lu Han wastes no time in giving Jongdae exactly what he wants. Jongdae groans, his head thrown back, like Lu Han’s cock is the absolute best of pleasures.
Chanyeol comes up behind Lu Han, his broad palms running down Lu Han’s chest and further still until they’re pressed flat around his cock. He has his chin hooked over Lu Han’s shoulder, his cock wedged between the cheeks of Lu Han’s ass as Chanyeol watches the way Lu Han’s cock fills Jongdae over and over. Purposely, Lu Han grinds himself on Chanyeol’s dick more and more, unsurprised when Chanyeol shoves him forward after a minute.
Jongdae locks his arms around Lu Han’s neck, grinning up at him and squirming on Lu Han’s cock. Lu Han hisses through his teeth at the chill of the lube when Chanyeol’s fingers circle his rim. Chanyeol may be big and clunky, but he’s always so gentle when he’s stretching Lu Han - or Jongdae - open. There’s a tenderness to his actions that sometimes, sometimes, just drives Lu Han crazy. He just wants Chanyeol’s dick in him already.
Jongdae keeps him somewhat occupied, clenching around Lu Han’s cock and wiggling his hips with a kittenish, teasing smile on his lips. Lu Han curls his fingers in Jongdae’s hair, bringing Jongdae’s face to him so he can kiss that look right off. Lu Han’s legs spread further, groaning into Jongdae’s mouth as he rocks back on Chanyeol’s fingers. When he has to stop kissing Jongdae so he can breathe, Jongdae looks even more satisfied than before.
Chanyeol takes his time filling Lu Han with his cock, letting Lu Han appreciate it all the more. Lu Han clenches around him, rocking back and forth a little because the pleasure of being inside Jongdae while Chanyeol is inside him is always mind blowing. All the tension from his day bleeds out, his body relaxing entirely as his boyfriends take such good care of him.
Lu Han gets to set the pace, pushing his ass back on Chanyeol’s cock and then surging forward to thrust into Jongdae who keeps begging for Lu Han to go faster. The only thing that would make this more perfect is if Lu han was flexible enough to bend low enough to suck Jongdae’s cock into his mouth. He watches it bounce on Jongdae’s stomach with every thrust, smearing precome over his skin. He’ll have to blow Jongdae in the shower before bed or he’ll never get the thought out of his head.
Chanyeol takes Lu Han’s tie and pulls back on it. Lu Han gasps, mouth dropped open as he stands a little higher, nearly losing his rhythm. Jongdae has hands on his hips, keeping him moving as Chanyeol starts fucking into Luhan harder. His hips slap obscenely against Lu Han’s ass and Jongdae squeezes around Lu Han’s cock with every thrust and fuck, Lu Han doesn’t have a defense for this double assault.
Jongdae fists his cock, working his hand up and down the shaft until his back bends and Lu Han feels when he comes before he sees it. White lines shoot up Jongdae’s stomach and chest, his ass pulsing around Lu Han’s throbbing cock and Jongdae moans his name so pretty that Lu Han falls in love all over again.
“Don’t pull out,” Chanyeol tells Lu Han, his large hands pushing Lu Han forward so his cock is trapped in Jongdae’s ass.
Jongdae hisses, continuously clamping around him as Chanyeol speeds his thrusts. He fucks Lu Han with a speed that has Lu Han burning up from the inside. Jongdae holds him and Chanyeol screws him senseless and Lu Han doesn’t stand a chance. His legs go weak when he comes, his cock spurting hot and thick into Jongdae as Chanyeol doesn’t slow. He just keeps fucking him, spearing him open on his thick cock as Lu Han cries out, shaking and trying to push back for more because it’s still so fucking perfect.
Chanyeol pulls out, his cock slapping over Lu Han’s ass cheeks just before warm come coats his skin. Chanyeol slides the head of his dick over both cheeks, smearing the come until it’s dribbling down and dripping down his crack.
“Don’t move,” Chanyeol rumbles. “I need a picture of this.”
Lu Han bends over Jongdae more, spreading his legs as Jongdae grins knowingly. Chanyeol comes back with his phone, snapping of picture of Lu Han’s come covered ass before slapping his right ass cheek, watching it bounce.
“Are you recording?” Lu Han laughs.
“You bet your tiny, perfect ass I am,” Chanyeol answers as Jongdae laughs. “I need something to get me through my days when you’re not here.”
“Hey!” Jongdae squawks indignantly.
“I’ll send you a copy, Dae,” Chanyeol says. “Now hold still.”
Lu Han inhales sharply, tipping forward onto the balls of his feet when Chanyeol pulls his cheeks apart and licks through them. “Chanyeol,” he groans, head dropping.
Jongdae slides his fingers through Lu Han’s hair and sighs fondly at him. “You didn’t think we were done with you, did you? That was just the appetizer.”
Lu Han loves his boyfriends. A lot.
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Luhan/Jongdae/Chanyeol
Length: 1400w
Summary: Lu Han's boyfriends take care of him.
Lu Han’s used to coming home to find neither of his boyfriends waiting for him. Sometimes it’s because they’re working odd hours and haven’t made it back before him. Other times it’s because they’re out with friends or too busy making dinner to hear him come inside. Or the music is up loud enough to burst Lu Han’s ear drums and he gets to take them by surprise.
And then there are days like today - days when Lu Han is exhausted from too little sleep coupled with too many hours on his feet - and he thinks he might still be stuck in his cubicle, daydreaming, because he walks into his living room to find Jongdae bent over the arm of his favorite chair with Chanyeol plowing into him from behind. Lu Han swallows hard, his laptop case hitting the floor without caring that it could break.
“Lu Han,” Jongdae moans, looking up through sweaty strands of hair to stare at Lu Han who is still standing there like an absolute idiot. Chanyeol thrusts into Jongdae hard and Jongdae whines, his spine dipping and ass pushing back onto Chanyeol’s dick faster.
“Han,” Chanyeol rumbles, giving Lu Han a smile. “Our Jongdae has been talking about your cock all day. I think you’d better give it to him.”
Chanyeol slips out of Jongdae and Jongdae tips forward onto the chair with a loud whine. Lu Han’s eyes are riveted on Chanyeol’s thick cock and the way it shines with lube, bobbing heavy between his legs, his thighs flexing as he walks toward Lu Han. Lu Han has such great taste in men. He should give himself a pat on the back. But first he should get out of his clothes and join his boyfriends before they get impatient and get off without him.
Chanyeol wraps the end of Lu Han’s red tie around his hand, using it to tug Lu Han forward. His lips are slick and soft when he kisses Lu Han, pulling a deep moan from him as Lu Han works to get his pants off. Chanyeol doesn’t help; he’s an insolent shit who laughs when Lu Han gets caught in his shirt, refusing to move and refusing to let Lu Han take off his tie.
“This can stay,” Chanyeol teases, pulling on it tighter to lead a naked Lu Han over to the chair where Jongdae is waiting for him.
Jongdae doesn’t look too pleased, scowling as he sits on the arm of the chair, but he reaches for Lu Han as soon as he’s in range. Lu Han fits himself neatly between Jongdae’s thighs, hands running along the firm flesh as he dips to kiss him. He’s barely had time to process the sudden spike of adrenaline now rushing through him and yet his dick has already caught up with things. Jongdae’s hand is warm and rough around Lu Han’s cock, his fingers slick with lube.
Jongdae tugs on Lu Han’s lip teasingly before falling back on the chair, his ass still perched on the edge and his legs now winding around Lu Han’s waist to pull him in. Lu Han wastes no time in giving Jongdae exactly what he wants. Jongdae groans, his head thrown back, like Lu Han’s cock is the absolute best of pleasures.
Chanyeol comes up behind Lu Han, his broad palms running down Lu Han’s chest and further still until they’re pressed flat around his cock. He has his chin hooked over Lu Han’s shoulder, his cock wedged between the cheeks of Lu Han’s ass as Chanyeol watches the way Lu Han’s cock fills Jongdae over and over. Purposely, Lu Han grinds himself on Chanyeol’s dick more and more, unsurprised when Chanyeol shoves him forward after a minute.
Jongdae locks his arms around Lu Han’s neck, grinning up at him and squirming on Lu Han’s cock. Lu Han hisses through his teeth at the chill of the lube when Chanyeol’s fingers circle his rim. Chanyeol may be big and clunky, but he’s always so gentle when he’s stretching Lu Han - or Jongdae - open. There’s a tenderness to his actions that sometimes, sometimes, just drives Lu Han crazy. He just wants Chanyeol’s dick in him already.
Jongdae keeps him somewhat occupied, clenching around Lu Han’s cock and wiggling his hips with a kittenish, teasing smile on his lips. Lu Han curls his fingers in Jongdae’s hair, bringing Jongdae’s face to him so he can kiss that look right off. Lu Han’s legs spread further, groaning into Jongdae’s mouth as he rocks back on Chanyeol’s fingers. When he has to stop kissing Jongdae so he can breathe, Jongdae looks even more satisfied than before.
Chanyeol takes his time filling Lu Han with his cock, letting Lu Han appreciate it all the more. Lu Han clenches around him, rocking back and forth a little because the pleasure of being inside Jongdae while Chanyeol is inside him is always mind blowing. All the tension from his day bleeds out, his body relaxing entirely as his boyfriends take such good care of him.
Lu Han gets to set the pace, pushing his ass back on Chanyeol’s cock and then surging forward to thrust into Jongdae who keeps begging for Lu Han to go faster. The only thing that would make this more perfect is if Lu han was flexible enough to bend low enough to suck Jongdae’s cock into his mouth. He watches it bounce on Jongdae’s stomach with every thrust, smearing precome over his skin. He’ll have to blow Jongdae in the shower before bed or he’ll never get the thought out of his head.
Chanyeol takes Lu Han’s tie and pulls back on it. Lu Han gasps, mouth dropped open as he stands a little higher, nearly losing his rhythm. Jongdae has hands on his hips, keeping him moving as Chanyeol starts fucking into Luhan harder. His hips slap obscenely against Lu Han’s ass and Jongdae squeezes around Lu Han’s cock with every thrust and fuck, Lu Han doesn’t have a defense for this double assault.
Jongdae fists his cock, working his hand up and down the shaft until his back bends and Lu Han feels when he comes before he sees it. White lines shoot up Jongdae’s stomach and chest, his ass pulsing around Lu Han’s throbbing cock and Jongdae moans his name so pretty that Lu Han falls in love all over again.
“Don’t pull out,” Chanyeol tells Lu Han, his large hands pushing Lu Han forward so his cock is trapped in Jongdae’s ass.
Jongdae hisses, continuously clamping around him as Chanyeol speeds his thrusts. He fucks Lu Han with a speed that has Lu Han burning up from the inside. Jongdae holds him and Chanyeol screws him senseless and Lu Han doesn’t stand a chance. His legs go weak when he comes, his cock spurting hot and thick into Jongdae as Chanyeol doesn’t slow. He just keeps fucking him, spearing him open on his thick cock as Lu Han cries out, shaking and trying to push back for more because it’s still so fucking perfect.
Chanyeol pulls out, his cock slapping over Lu Han’s ass cheeks just before warm come coats his skin. Chanyeol slides the head of his dick over both cheeks, smearing the come until it’s dribbling down and dripping down his crack.
“Don’t move,” Chanyeol rumbles. “I need a picture of this.”
Lu Han bends over Jongdae more, spreading his legs as Jongdae grins knowingly. Chanyeol comes back with his phone, snapping of picture of Lu Han’s come covered ass before slapping his right ass cheek, watching it bounce.
“Are you recording?” Lu Han laughs.
“You bet your tiny, perfect ass I am,” Chanyeol answers as Jongdae laughs. “I need something to get me through my days when you’re not here.”
“Hey!” Jongdae squawks indignantly.
“I’ll send you a copy, Dae,” Chanyeol says. “Now hold still.”
Lu Han inhales sharply, tipping forward onto the balls of his feet when Chanyeol pulls his cheeks apart and licks through them. “Chanyeol,” he groans, head dropping.
Jongdae slides his fingers through Lu Han’s hair and sighs fondly at him. “You didn’t think we were done with you, did you? That was just the appetizer.”
Lu Han loves his boyfriends. A lot.