Lazy Days [28/?]
Title: Lazy Days [28/?]
Rating: nc-17
Genre: catboy!au, smut
Pairing: sekaiho
Summary: Day 22 of the advent challenge.
a continuation of the last drabble was requested... sometimes i have to remind myself that fluffy smut does not need to be absolutely filthy ORZ
Sehun’s been looking at him weirdly all night, and Joonmyun’s seriously starting to wonder if it has something to do with what he said at the dinner table.
If you put it to use, you might change your mind about it.
Sehun had kind of coughed and choked on his rice, earning himself a hard thump on the back from Jongin as he spluttered and pretended he hadn’t heard anything. His boyfriend had just laughed obnoxiously and fed Joonmyun a piece of potato.
The three of them are splayed on all over the couch, watching late night action films on the movie channel. Joonmyun’s curled up next to Jongin with his head pillowed in his owner’s lap, his tail brushing Sehun’s arm with contented flicks as Jongin’s fingers scratch him behind his ears.
Joonmyun feels eyes on him. He glances at the other side of the couch and it’s Sehun again, staring at him like he’s hungry and the catboy is his next meal. They lock gazes and Joonmyun smiles to himself because he knows he’s being a little tease and Sehun’s going to come and drag him out, at any minute now. Maybe he really was thinking too hard about Jongin’s whole collar and chain idea. It’s been funny watching Sehun looking like he wants to play with him.
Joonmyun lets his tail drag along the length of the blond’s arm as an open invitation to do whatever he likes, tilting his head back slightly to let him see the new collar snug around his neck. The silver metal rings flicker dully in the lowlight of the lounge and Sehun gives him only a moment’s reprieve before he stands up, snatches Joonmyun’s arm and hauls him off the couch.
Jongin looks up, one eyebrow arched expectantly.
“Fuck you,” Sehun says snippily, leading a giggling Joonmyun away. He can still hear his boyfriend’s laughing all the away from the master bedroom as he slams the door behind him, pushing the catboy onto the bed and climbing on top of him. His taller frame completely dominates Joonmyun’s smaller frame as he leans down to kiss him hard.
“Mmph-Sehun-” Joonmyun gasps, breathless.
“I don’t want to hear another word from you,” Sehun barks, pulling away slightly to nip at the exposed skin of Joonmyun’s throat, “not after your behaviour out there.” He slides his hands up the catboy’s shirt to roam over the softness of his body, shoving at the fabric so it bunches up around his nipples. He digs his fingers into the waistband of Joonmyun’s shorts and yanks them off so he can run his hands up the pale expanse of those milky white thighs.
“Where’s your chain?” Sehun growls. His breath fans hotly against Joonmyun’s cheek. Watching the catboy partially roll over, reach under the bed and retrieve a metre and a half of metal chain, blushing profusely as he offers it to his owner like a good boy, has Sehun’s pupils dilating with lust as he tears off all of his own clothes and captures Joonmyun’s compliant mouth a second time. He feels his cock swell with a rush of blood.
Joonmyun parts his lips and lets Sehun kiss him until they’re both out of air and they break apart only for Sehun to attack again, his hands fumbling with the chain to fasten it through one of the D-rings in the catboy’s collar. Sehun realizes there isn’t really anything on the bed he can fasten the other end of the chain to, but he’ll get around to fixing that problem another day.
He rolls back onto his haunches, the end of the chain wrapped securely around his fist. Joonmyun’s lying on his back, his chest still rising and falling gently and his underwear straining against the bulge in his crotch, and Sehun thinks there’s no moment better than this to give that brand new collar a sharp pull.
Joonmyun squeaks, jerking forward and scrambling onto his hands and knees. Sehun gives him a quick once-over to make sure he’s not hurt but the catboy just seems surprised, blinking up at his owner with wide, waiting eyes. He looks like the perfect little pet - diminutive, submissive, chained and obedient - exactly what Sehun’s had going through his head for hours since Joonmyun had mentioned he had a chain to go with his collar.
Sehun tugs lightly, pulling Joonmyun closer to his cock, still erect and confined to its cotton prison. The catboy has long grown accustomed to his roles when they play, and he doesn’t need to be told twice to sink his fingers into the elastic of Sehun’s underwear and drag them downwards. Sehun’s cock is already aching and dripping pre-come onto the sheets below and he closes his eyes in bliss when Joonmyun opens his mouth and closes his lips over his owner’s cock.
“That’s it, kitten,” Sehun groans, forcing himself not to thrust too hard into the hot, wet warmth around his cock as Joonmyun starts bobbing his head enthusiastically, “that’s it…”
He’s wanted his cock in Joonmyun since dinner time but he’s not here to be punishing, no matter how much he wants to be, no matter how much he’d made Sehun think about him. It’s not Joonmyun’s fault that he’s just so irresistible.
Sehun’s legs feel weak, trembling under the catboy’s ministrations. There’s a tongue licking down the shaft of his cock with each dip of Joonmyun’s head and a hand strokes him roughly where Joonmyun’s mouth can’t reach. The catboy’s fingers dig into his hips where he’s using him for leverage, obscenely wet sounds coming when he tries to take more of Sehun’s cock down his throat. Sehun always makes it a point to tell him he’ll never manage to deepthroat a cock of his size, but Joonmyun is eager to please (and show off his skills). He lets the catboy do what he wants.
They’re still fucking when Jongin comes back to the master bedroom to go to bed. Sehun’s propped up against the headboard, long legs spread wide with Joonmyun seated in his lap, thrusting his cock up into the mewling catboy riding him.
Joonmyun turns his head when the door opens and Jongin can only catch a glimpse of a ball gag in the catboy’s mouth before Sehun pulls at the chain clipped to his collar and Joonmyun’s attention is torn away.
At least he’s putting it to good use, Jongin thinks wryly, coming over to the bed. He catches Joonmyun’s chin in his hand and yanks the ball gag aside, Joonmyun whimpering and spluttering with gulps of air. Sehun slows down until the catboy’s resting flush against his pelvis, his thick cock sheathed fully inside his tight little ass, and lets Jongin indulge Joonmyun in a filthy open-mouth kiss in front of him.
“Don’t go,” Joonmyun whines, his tail coiling around Jongin’s wrist as the latter draws back, “I-I want you too…” He can’t reach out for his owner because Sehun’s used the free end of the chain to trap his wrists together and moans in frustration.
Jongin flicks one of his kitty ears and starts walking away. “You’re already a naughty little kitten for starting without me,” he says teasingly. “I’ll think about it while I brush my teeth.”
“You could have joined us!” Joonmyun says indignantly, but Jongin’s already gone and Sehun’s rolling his hips, making him cry out at the fullness from the cock in his ass.
“If I wanted to share my newly-collared kitty I would’ve called him immediately.” Sehun clicks his tongue, thrusting hard to show his disapproval. He extends a hand, slips several fingers under the black leather of Joonmyun’s collar and reins him in, forcing the catboy to lean forward until their chests are pressed flush against each other. The new angle is electrifying. “I changed my mind,” he says, tugging on the collar again for emphasis. “We’re keeping this.”
day 23
Rating: nc-17
Genre: catboy!au, smut
Pairing: sekaiho
Summary: Day 22 of the advent challenge.
a continuation of the last drabble was requested... sometimes i have to remind myself that fluffy smut does not need to be absolutely filthy ORZ
Sehun’s been looking at him weirdly all night, and Joonmyun’s seriously starting to wonder if it has something to do with what he said at the dinner table.
If you put it to use, you might change your mind about it.
Sehun had kind of coughed and choked on his rice, earning himself a hard thump on the back from Jongin as he spluttered and pretended he hadn’t heard anything. His boyfriend had just laughed obnoxiously and fed Joonmyun a piece of potato.
The three of them are splayed on all over the couch, watching late night action films on the movie channel. Joonmyun’s curled up next to Jongin with his head pillowed in his owner’s lap, his tail brushing Sehun’s arm with contented flicks as Jongin’s fingers scratch him behind his ears.
Joonmyun feels eyes on him. He glances at the other side of the couch and it’s Sehun again, staring at him like he’s hungry and the catboy is his next meal. They lock gazes and Joonmyun smiles to himself because he knows he’s being a little tease and Sehun’s going to come and drag him out, at any minute now. Maybe he really was thinking too hard about Jongin’s whole collar and chain idea. It’s been funny watching Sehun looking like he wants to play with him.
Joonmyun lets his tail drag along the length of the blond’s arm as an open invitation to do whatever he likes, tilting his head back slightly to let him see the new collar snug around his neck. The silver metal rings flicker dully in the lowlight of the lounge and Sehun gives him only a moment’s reprieve before he stands up, snatches Joonmyun’s arm and hauls him off the couch.
Jongin looks up, one eyebrow arched expectantly.
“Fuck you,” Sehun says snippily, leading a giggling Joonmyun away. He can still hear his boyfriend’s laughing all the away from the master bedroom as he slams the door behind him, pushing the catboy onto the bed and climbing on top of him. His taller frame completely dominates Joonmyun’s smaller frame as he leans down to kiss him hard.
“Mmph-Sehun-” Joonmyun gasps, breathless.
“I don’t want to hear another word from you,” Sehun barks, pulling away slightly to nip at the exposed skin of Joonmyun’s throat, “not after your behaviour out there.” He slides his hands up the catboy’s shirt to roam over the softness of his body, shoving at the fabric so it bunches up around his nipples. He digs his fingers into the waistband of Joonmyun’s shorts and yanks them off so he can run his hands up the pale expanse of those milky white thighs.
“Where’s your chain?” Sehun growls. His breath fans hotly against Joonmyun’s cheek. Watching the catboy partially roll over, reach under the bed and retrieve a metre and a half of metal chain, blushing profusely as he offers it to his owner like a good boy, has Sehun’s pupils dilating with lust as he tears off all of his own clothes and captures Joonmyun’s compliant mouth a second time. He feels his cock swell with a rush of blood.
Joonmyun parts his lips and lets Sehun kiss him until they’re both out of air and they break apart only for Sehun to attack again, his hands fumbling with the chain to fasten it through one of the D-rings in the catboy’s collar. Sehun realizes there isn’t really anything on the bed he can fasten the other end of the chain to, but he’ll get around to fixing that problem another day.
He rolls back onto his haunches, the end of the chain wrapped securely around his fist. Joonmyun’s lying on his back, his chest still rising and falling gently and his underwear straining against the bulge in his crotch, and Sehun thinks there’s no moment better than this to give that brand new collar a sharp pull.
Joonmyun squeaks, jerking forward and scrambling onto his hands and knees. Sehun gives him a quick once-over to make sure he’s not hurt but the catboy just seems surprised, blinking up at his owner with wide, waiting eyes. He looks like the perfect little pet - diminutive, submissive, chained and obedient - exactly what Sehun’s had going through his head for hours since Joonmyun had mentioned he had a chain to go with his collar.
Sehun tugs lightly, pulling Joonmyun closer to his cock, still erect and confined to its cotton prison. The catboy has long grown accustomed to his roles when they play, and he doesn’t need to be told twice to sink his fingers into the elastic of Sehun’s underwear and drag them downwards. Sehun’s cock is already aching and dripping pre-come onto the sheets below and he closes his eyes in bliss when Joonmyun opens his mouth and closes his lips over his owner’s cock.
“That’s it, kitten,” Sehun groans, forcing himself not to thrust too hard into the hot, wet warmth around his cock as Joonmyun starts bobbing his head enthusiastically, “that’s it…”
He’s wanted his cock in Joonmyun since dinner time but he’s not here to be punishing, no matter how much he wants to be, no matter how much he’d made Sehun think about him. It’s not Joonmyun’s fault that he’s just so irresistible.
Sehun’s legs feel weak, trembling under the catboy’s ministrations. There’s a tongue licking down the shaft of his cock with each dip of Joonmyun’s head and a hand strokes him roughly where Joonmyun’s mouth can’t reach. The catboy’s fingers dig into his hips where he’s using him for leverage, obscenely wet sounds coming when he tries to take more of Sehun’s cock down his throat. Sehun always makes it a point to tell him he’ll never manage to deepthroat a cock of his size, but Joonmyun is eager to please (and show off his skills). He lets the catboy do what he wants.
They’re still fucking when Jongin comes back to the master bedroom to go to bed. Sehun’s propped up against the headboard, long legs spread wide with Joonmyun seated in his lap, thrusting his cock up into the mewling catboy riding him.
Joonmyun turns his head when the door opens and Jongin can only catch a glimpse of a ball gag in the catboy’s mouth before Sehun pulls at the chain clipped to his collar and Joonmyun’s attention is torn away.
At least he’s putting it to good use, Jongin thinks wryly, coming over to the bed. He catches Joonmyun’s chin in his hand and yanks the ball gag aside, Joonmyun whimpering and spluttering with gulps of air. Sehun slows down until the catboy’s resting flush against his pelvis, his thick cock sheathed fully inside his tight little ass, and lets Jongin indulge Joonmyun in a filthy open-mouth kiss in front of him.
“Don’t go,” Joonmyun whines, his tail coiling around Jongin’s wrist as the latter draws back, “I-I want you too…” He can’t reach out for his owner because Sehun’s used the free end of the chain to trap his wrists together and moans in frustration.
Jongin flicks one of his kitty ears and starts walking away. “You’re already a naughty little kitten for starting without me,” he says teasingly. “I’ll think about it while I brush my teeth.”
“You could have joined us!” Joonmyun says indignantly, but Jongin’s already gone and Sehun’s rolling his hips, making him cry out at the fullness from the cock in his ass.
“If I wanted to share my newly-collared kitty I would’ve called him immediately.” Sehun clicks his tongue, thrusting hard to show his disapproval. He extends a hand, slips several fingers under the black leather of Joonmyun’s collar and reins him in, forcing the catboy to lean forward until their chests are pressed flush against each other. The new angle is electrifying. “I changed my mind,” he says, tugging on the collar again for emphasis. “We’re keeping this.”
day 23