Intertwined
Title: Intertwined
Rating: nc-17
Length: 1900 words
Pairing: suho/kai
Kink warning: petplay
The first thing that Joonmyun does when he arrives home from work is to unbutton his shirt to reveal the black leather hiding underneath. He’d slipped it on that morning when Jongin hadn’t been looking. It hung heavy on his neck all day long, a constant reminder of who he is and who he belongs to. Jongin’s eyes light up with surprised pleasure when he sees it.
Jongin greets him at the door with a gentle peck and a ruffle of his hand through Joonmyun’s hair. He carefully avoids touching the collar because he knows that Joonmyun is still tired from the office and he’s not quite in the right headspace to have fun yet.
“I’m going to give you a bath,”Jongin informs him and a anticipatory shudder runs down Joonmyun’s back. As relaxing as a hot bath would be, he strongly doubts that it will stay innocent once Jongin has his soapy hands all over Joonmyun’s naked body.
Jongin laces their hands together and leads Joonmyun toward the bedroom. Joonmyun follows meekly, exactly two paces behind.
“I didn’t tell you to ‘Heel,'” Jongin comments as he begins unbuttoning the rest of Joonmyun’s shirt.
“You didn’t have to,” Joonmyun replies and he flushes as Jongin sends him a pleased smile.
“Good,” Jongin says, pushing Joonmyun’s shirt down off his shoulders to land in a heap on the floor. Normally, Joonmyun would scold him for that and urge him to take better care of his clothing. But not now. The scene hasn’t started yet, but it feels as though it has, as Joonmyun feels the word of praise curl its way down his spine to pool heavily at the base of his cock.
“Finish undressing,” Jongin says as he steps away to head into the bathroom. Joonmyun fights back a pout as he unbuckles his belt and unzips his trousers and pushes them unceremoniously to the floor to join his shirt. He can hear the bathwater running as he slides his boxer briefs from his hips down to his ankles.
He reaches up to glide fingers over the cool leather collar against his neck.
“That stays,” Jongin says from the bathroom door. His sleeves have been rolled up past his elbows and water droplets glisten against his forearms. If Joonmyun drops to his hands and knees, he knows that he’ll be allowed to lick them off. He seriously considers it for a moment, but the fatigue of the day is still deep in his bones and he wants to enjoy whatever relaxation that Jongin has planned for him.
He heads into the bathroom past Jongin, who runs a teasing hand down his bare back as he slips by, causing him to shiver.
“Behave,” he tells Jongin warningly, but Jongin just laughs and smacks Joonmyun sharply on the ass. Joonmyun bites his lip to keep from moaning. Jongin always knows exactly how to get him riled up without having to do much at all.
He slips into the warm water of the bath to escape Jongin’s wandering hands. The bathtub is large and wide, one of the few indulgences that Joonmyun had insisted upon when they bought this place. He ducks his head under the water as Jongin kneels by the side of the tub. He surfaces and playfully shakes the water out of his hair, spraying it onto Jongin and his formerly dry shirt.
Jongin loops a finger through the heavy leather around Joonmyun’s neck and pulls back, the pressure against his throat making Joonmyun groan as he feels his cock start to harden.
“Bad dog,” Jongin whispers into Joonmyun’s ear, tongue flicking out to lick the lobe and suck it into his mouth. Joonmyun whimpers, as a shiver courses through his body.
“Jongin,” he begs and Jongin takes pity on him, sliding a hand down his chest, into the water, to wrap around Joonmyun’s rapidly hardening cock. Joonmyun’s hips buck unashamedly, looking for more friction, as Jongin leisurely jerks him off.
“Please, Jongin,” he whines as his head falls back against Jongin’s shoulder Jongin kisses the moisture off his neck before digging his teeth into the collar and tugging lightly. His hand is still teasing, feathering over Joonmyun’s cock, pulling and caressing, and Joonmyun just wants to get the fuck off already.
“Please,” he begs again and this time Jongin’s hand tightens, stroking the head of Joonmyun’s cock with his thumbs as he thrusts between his fingers.
“Only good pets get to come,” Jongin whispers in his ears. “Are you going to be good for me tonight?”
“Yes,” he gasps out and shudders as Jongin’s teeth sink into his shoulder. A few more strokes of Jongin’s hand and he’s coming hard, pleasure sparking through him, his release cloudy in the water. He sags back against the side of the tub, drained.
“You’d better not fall asleep,” Jongin says as he pulls away to grab the shampoo. He uncaps it and pours some into his hand before gently massaging it into Joonmyun’s scalp.
“Just resting,” Joonmyun replies, eyes sliding closed as he relaxes under Jongin’s ministrations. He ducks his head under the water when directed to do so and tries not to think about his come still floating in the water. His distaste must show on his face when he comes up because Jongin laughs.
“It’s good for your skin,” he says and Joonmyun pouts, disbelieving. He sits there, unmoving, as Jongin drains the water from the tub.
“Are you going to make me lift you out?” Jongin asks.
“Yes, please,” Joonmyun replies and grunts when Jongin unceremoniously tosses a towel at his face. He rubs his hair dry as best as he can, then climbs out of the tub, hand and knees on the floor. Jongin lets out a pleased hum as he grabs a towel and carefully dries Joonmyun’s body. Joonmyun stays in position until Jongin finishes, waiting for a command.
“Up,” Jongin says and Joonmyun stands, arms crossed behind his back, looking down at the floor.
“Heel,” Jongin says next, turning and walking out the door. Joonmyun follows quickly, two steps behind, careful to stay in sync with Jongin’s pace. Jongin leads him to the kitchen.
“Sit,” he says, pointing to the cushion laid out next to his chair. Joonmyun sinks to his knees on the fabric and waits there as he listens to Jongin rummaging around in the fridge and the eventual beep of the microwave. Jongin returns a few minutes later, carrying two plates.
Joonmyun keeps his eyes on the floor as Jongin sits down and begins eating. After a few minutes, he reaches out and absently scratches Joonmyun’s head, fingers tangling in his still damp hair, rubbing the spot behind Joonmyun’s ear that he knows he loves. Joonmyun whines and drops his head down to rest against Jongin’s thigh.
“Good boy,” Jongin says and Joonmyun perks up, lifting his head up to look at Jongin. Jongin holds out a piece of meat and Joonmyun eats it from his hand, tongue licking his fingers clean.
The rest of the meal passes like that, Jongin occasionally feeding Joonmyun between bites of his own food. When he finishes, he places the plates on the ground and Joonmyun happily licks them clean.
“Come,” Jongin says, after he dumps the plates into the sink. Joonmyun follows on his hands and knees as Jongin leads him to the living room. Jongin sits on the end of the couch and pats the cushion next to him. Joonmyun climbs up next to him and curls up, head resting in Jongin’s lap.
Jongin turns on the television but Joonmyun doesn’t pay attention, instead focusing on the feeling of Jongin’s hand as it combs through his hair and rubs circles into his scalp. Eventually, it slides down to toy with the collar still looped around Joonmyun’s neck and he whines and nuzzles his head against Jongin’s thigh.
“Joonmyun,” Jongin says warningly and Joonmyun recognizes the tone in his voice. With a grin, he flips over and nuzzles his face against Jongin’s crotch. Jongin hisses and pulls Joonmyun’s head back by his collar. Joonmyun looks up into Jongin’s face and pouts. Jongin sighs and release his hold on the black leather.
“Naughty dog,” Jongin mutters and Joonmyun smiles as he slides down to the floor to kneel between Jongin’s legs. He watches as Jongin unzips his pants and lifts his hips to shove them, along with his underwear, down to his ankles. He’s just starting to get hard and Joonmyun licks his lips and rests his chin on Jongin’s thigh.
“Suck me off,” he says casually, but his hand is tight in Joonmyun’s hair as he kisses his way slowly up Jongin’s thigh. He sucks the tip of Jongin’s cock into his mouth and groans at the taste of precome on his tongue as he licks at the slit. He stays there, head unmoving, as he licks circles around the head, sucking lightly and savoring the taste of Jongin on his tongue.
“Joonmyun,” Jongin hisses, tugging at the hair wrapped around his fingers. He’s fully hard now and Joonmyun slowly sinks down, taking Jongin’s cock deep into his mouth. He keeps a slow pace, light teasing licks and soft suction, as Jongin gasps above him. Joonmyun is getting hard now himself and he rubs his cock against Jongin’s shin, desperate for friction.
He sucks Jongin in as deeply as he can, swallowing around him, and Jongin’s hand slides down to pull gently on Joonmyun’s collar. The pressure in his throat and against his neck are too much and he shivers as he comes, rutting against Jongin’s leg. He pulls off of Jongin’s cock with a gasp and then sinks down again, swallowing and sucking, and Jongin comes a moment later, spilling down Joonmyun’s throat as he swallows every drop.
“Good boy,” Jongin whispers over and over as he rides out the aftershocks of his orgasm. Eventually, Jongin’s cock falls limp from Joonmyun’s mouth and he leans forward to lick it clean. Jongin hisses and pulls Joonmyun back from his overly sensitive skin.
“You made a mess,” Jongin says and Joonmyun drops down to the floor to lick Jongin’s leg clean from his release. When he’s done, he sits back on his heels and Jongin stands, pulling his pants back up and rezipping them.
“Up,” he says and Joonmyun stands. Jongin cups his face in his hands. “I love you, Joonmyun.”
“I love you too, Jongin,” Joonmyun replies and Jongin leans down to kiss him. It’s long and slow and gentle and Jongin groans as he tastes himself on Joonmyun’s tongue.
“You look exhausted,” Jongin says after they pull apart and Joonmyun is, the weariness from a long day at the office finally catching up with him. Jongin switches off the television and grabs Joonmyun’s hand, pulling him to their bedroom. Joonmyun stumbles along behind him, too tired to follow him properly. But Jongin doesn’t mind. He pushes Joonmyun gently down onto the bed and quickly strips off his clothes. He lays down next to Joonmyun and pulls the covers over their naked bodies.
“I love you,” he says again and Joonmyun hums in response, wrapping his arm around Jongin’s waist and curling into his body.
Jongin traces the curve of black leather around Joonmyun’s neck and the small metal disc with the letter “J” printed on it and thinks about how lucky he is to own someone so perfect.
A/N: because k asked and because i am on A Lot of heavy pain meds right now. i am so very sorry for this mess.
not even a little bit proofread. sorry about that too.
Rating: nc-17
Length: 1900 words
Pairing: suho/kai
Kink warning: petplay
The first thing that Joonmyun does when he arrives home from work is to unbutton his shirt to reveal the black leather hiding underneath. He’d slipped it on that morning when Jongin hadn’t been looking. It hung heavy on his neck all day long, a constant reminder of who he is and who he belongs to. Jongin’s eyes light up with surprised pleasure when he sees it.
Jongin greets him at the door with a gentle peck and a ruffle of his hand through Joonmyun’s hair. He carefully avoids touching the collar because he knows that Joonmyun is still tired from the office and he’s not quite in the right headspace to have fun yet.
“I’m going to give you a bath,”Jongin informs him and a anticipatory shudder runs down Joonmyun’s back. As relaxing as a hot bath would be, he strongly doubts that it will stay innocent once Jongin has his soapy hands all over Joonmyun’s naked body.
Jongin laces their hands together and leads Joonmyun toward the bedroom. Joonmyun follows meekly, exactly two paces behind.
“I didn’t tell you to ‘Heel,'” Jongin comments as he begins unbuttoning the rest of Joonmyun’s shirt.
“You didn’t have to,” Joonmyun replies and he flushes as Jongin sends him a pleased smile.
“Good,” Jongin says, pushing Joonmyun’s shirt down off his shoulders to land in a heap on the floor. Normally, Joonmyun would scold him for that and urge him to take better care of his clothing. But not now. The scene hasn’t started yet, but it feels as though it has, as Joonmyun feels the word of praise curl its way down his spine to pool heavily at the base of his cock.
“Finish undressing,” Jongin says as he steps away to head into the bathroom. Joonmyun fights back a pout as he unbuckles his belt and unzips his trousers and pushes them unceremoniously to the floor to join his shirt. He can hear the bathwater running as he slides his boxer briefs from his hips down to his ankles.
He reaches up to glide fingers over the cool leather collar against his neck.
“That stays,” Jongin says from the bathroom door. His sleeves have been rolled up past his elbows and water droplets glisten against his forearms. If Joonmyun drops to his hands and knees, he knows that he’ll be allowed to lick them off. He seriously considers it for a moment, but the fatigue of the day is still deep in his bones and he wants to enjoy whatever relaxation that Jongin has planned for him.
He heads into the bathroom past Jongin, who runs a teasing hand down his bare back as he slips by, causing him to shiver.
“Behave,” he tells Jongin warningly, but Jongin just laughs and smacks Joonmyun sharply on the ass. Joonmyun bites his lip to keep from moaning. Jongin always knows exactly how to get him riled up without having to do much at all.
He slips into the warm water of the bath to escape Jongin’s wandering hands. The bathtub is large and wide, one of the few indulgences that Joonmyun had insisted upon when they bought this place. He ducks his head under the water as Jongin kneels by the side of the tub. He surfaces and playfully shakes the water out of his hair, spraying it onto Jongin and his formerly dry shirt.
Jongin loops a finger through the heavy leather around Joonmyun’s neck and pulls back, the pressure against his throat making Joonmyun groan as he feels his cock start to harden.
“Bad dog,” Jongin whispers into Joonmyun’s ear, tongue flicking out to lick the lobe and suck it into his mouth. Joonmyun whimpers, as a shiver courses through his body.
“Jongin,” he begs and Jongin takes pity on him, sliding a hand down his chest, into the water, to wrap around Joonmyun’s rapidly hardening cock. Joonmyun’s hips buck unashamedly, looking for more friction, as Jongin leisurely jerks him off.
“Please, Jongin,” he whines as his head falls back against Jongin’s shoulder Jongin kisses the moisture off his neck before digging his teeth into the collar and tugging lightly. His hand is still teasing, feathering over Joonmyun’s cock, pulling and caressing, and Joonmyun just wants to get the fuck off already.
“Please,” he begs again and this time Jongin’s hand tightens, stroking the head of Joonmyun’s cock with his thumbs as he thrusts between his fingers.
“Only good pets get to come,” Jongin whispers in his ears. “Are you going to be good for me tonight?”
“Yes,” he gasps out and shudders as Jongin’s teeth sink into his shoulder. A few more strokes of Jongin’s hand and he’s coming hard, pleasure sparking through him, his release cloudy in the water. He sags back against the side of the tub, drained.
“You’d better not fall asleep,” Jongin says as he pulls away to grab the shampoo. He uncaps it and pours some into his hand before gently massaging it into Joonmyun’s scalp.
“Just resting,” Joonmyun replies, eyes sliding closed as he relaxes under Jongin’s ministrations. He ducks his head under the water when directed to do so and tries not to think about his come still floating in the water. His distaste must show on his face when he comes up because Jongin laughs.
“It’s good for your skin,” he says and Joonmyun pouts, disbelieving. He sits there, unmoving, as Jongin drains the water from the tub.
“Are you going to make me lift you out?” Jongin asks.
“Yes, please,” Joonmyun replies and grunts when Jongin unceremoniously tosses a towel at his face. He rubs his hair dry as best as he can, then climbs out of the tub, hand and knees on the floor. Jongin lets out a pleased hum as he grabs a towel and carefully dries Joonmyun’s body. Joonmyun stays in position until Jongin finishes, waiting for a command.
“Up,” Jongin says and Joonmyun stands, arms crossed behind his back, looking down at the floor.
“Heel,” Jongin says next, turning and walking out the door. Joonmyun follows quickly, two steps behind, careful to stay in sync with Jongin’s pace. Jongin leads him to the kitchen.
“Sit,” he says, pointing to the cushion laid out next to his chair. Joonmyun sinks to his knees on the fabric and waits there as he listens to Jongin rummaging around in the fridge and the eventual beep of the microwave. Jongin returns a few minutes later, carrying two plates.
Joonmyun keeps his eyes on the floor as Jongin sits down and begins eating. After a few minutes, he reaches out and absently scratches Joonmyun’s head, fingers tangling in his still damp hair, rubbing the spot behind Joonmyun’s ear that he knows he loves. Joonmyun whines and drops his head down to rest against Jongin’s thigh.
“Good boy,” Jongin says and Joonmyun perks up, lifting his head up to look at Jongin. Jongin holds out a piece of meat and Joonmyun eats it from his hand, tongue licking his fingers clean.
The rest of the meal passes like that, Jongin occasionally feeding Joonmyun between bites of his own food. When he finishes, he places the plates on the ground and Joonmyun happily licks them clean.
“Come,” Jongin says, after he dumps the plates into the sink. Joonmyun follows on his hands and knees as Jongin leads him to the living room. Jongin sits on the end of the couch and pats the cushion next to him. Joonmyun climbs up next to him and curls up, head resting in Jongin’s lap.
Jongin turns on the television but Joonmyun doesn’t pay attention, instead focusing on the feeling of Jongin’s hand as it combs through his hair and rubs circles into his scalp. Eventually, it slides down to toy with the collar still looped around Joonmyun’s neck and he whines and nuzzles his head against Jongin’s thigh.
“Joonmyun,” Jongin says warningly and Joonmyun recognizes the tone in his voice. With a grin, he flips over and nuzzles his face against Jongin’s crotch. Jongin hisses and pulls Joonmyun’s head back by his collar. Joonmyun looks up into Jongin’s face and pouts. Jongin sighs and release his hold on the black leather.
“Naughty dog,” Jongin mutters and Joonmyun smiles as he slides down to the floor to kneel between Jongin’s legs. He watches as Jongin unzips his pants and lifts his hips to shove them, along with his underwear, down to his ankles. He’s just starting to get hard and Joonmyun licks his lips and rests his chin on Jongin’s thigh.
“Suck me off,” he says casually, but his hand is tight in Joonmyun’s hair as he kisses his way slowly up Jongin’s thigh. He sucks the tip of Jongin’s cock into his mouth and groans at the taste of precome on his tongue as he licks at the slit. He stays there, head unmoving, as he licks circles around the head, sucking lightly and savoring the taste of Jongin on his tongue.
“Joonmyun,” Jongin hisses, tugging at the hair wrapped around his fingers. He’s fully hard now and Joonmyun slowly sinks down, taking Jongin’s cock deep into his mouth. He keeps a slow pace, light teasing licks and soft suction, as Jongin gasps above him. Joonmyun is getting hard now himself and he rubs his cock against Jongin’s shin, desperate for friction.
He sucks Jongin in as deeply as he can, swallowing around him, and Jongin’s hand slides down to pull gently on Joonmyun’s collar. The pressure in his throat and against his neck are too much and he shivers as he comes, rutting against Jongin’s leg. He pulls off of Jongin’s cock with a gasp and then sinks down again, swallowing and sucking, and Jongin comes a moment later, spilling down Joonmyun’s throat as he swallows every drop.
“Good boy,” Jongin whispers over and over as he rides out the aftershocks of his orgasm. Eventually, Jongin’s cock falls limp from Joonmyun’s mouth and he leans forward to lick it clean. Jongin hisses and pulls Joonmyun back from his overly sensitive skin.
“You made a mess,” Jongin says and Joonmyun drops down to the floor to lick Jongin’s leg clean from his release. When he’s done, he sits back on his heels and Jongin stands, pulling his pants back up and rezipping them.
“Up,” he says and Joonmyun stands. Jongin cups his face in his hands. “I love you, Joonmyun.”
“I love you too, Jongin,” Joonmyun replies and Jongin leans down to kiss him. It’s long and slow and gentle and Jongin groans as he tastes himself on Joonmyun’s tongue.
“You look exhausted,” Jongin says after they pull apart and Joonmyun is, the weariness from a long day at the office finally catching up with him. Jongin switches off the television and grabs Joonmyun’s hand, pulling him to their bedroom. Joonmyun stumbles along behind him, too tired to follow him properly. But Jongin doesn’t mind. He pushes Joonmyun gently down onto the bed and quickly strips off his clothes. He lays down next to Joonmyun and pulls the covers over their naked bodies.
“I love you,” he says again and Joonmyun hums in response, wrapping his arm around Jongin’s waist and curling into his body.
Jongin traces the curve of black leather around Joonmyun’s neck and the small metal disc with the letter “J” printed on it and thinks about how lucky he is to own someone so perfect.
A/N: because k asked and because i am on A Lot of heavy pain meds right now. i am so very sorry for this mess.
not even a little bit proofread. sorry about that too.