I Like Your Thighs. I Mean, Yum, Chicken Thighs.
Pairing; Joonmyun/Yixing
Genre; Romance, Comedy, Fail!Humor, Fluff at the end oops, Crack?
Warning(s); Sexual humor, Implied innuendo yay
Rating; PG-15
Word Count; 810
A/N; For Sulay Sundays on Tumblr! I haven’t done one in so long omfg. I really like the combination of food and my number one otp so this was fun. (Not proofread /shot)
Summary; For their third date, Joonmyun invites Yixing over for barbecue.
"Thanks for inviting me over," Yixing smiled, giving Joonmyun a big hug. “It’s always a pleasure seeing you, my flower," Joonmyun wrapped his arms around his boyfriend’s waist, resting his forehead against the younger’s.
"You look great," Joonmyun commented, looking Yixing up and down. The latter was wearing a blue and white flannel shirt along with very revealing denim skinnies, with tears and rips exposing his milky thighs. Joonmyun audibly gulped, and Yixing chuckled.
"I-I already started the grill," He stuttered, grabbing Yixing’s hand to bring him inside. “You’re smoking hot-I mean it’s smoking hot outside. Come in," He corrected himself, feeling his cheeks heat up in embarrassment. “I’ll go in the kitchen Joonie," Yixing giggled, giving Joonmyun a small peck on the lips before disappearing into the kitchen. Joonmyun steadied his heartbeat, taking in a huge breath before joining his boyfriend. He tripped over his toes as he saw Yixing sitting on the counter with one leg crossed over the other.
"So what are you grilling?" Yixing innocently asked, tilting his head side to side cutely. Is he doing this on purpose? Joonmyun thought to himself as he walked over to Yixing. He smirked as the younger spread his legs open, motioning for him to come closer. Without hesitation, Joonmyun pressed himself against Yixing’s front.
"Thighs," His hands picked up the younger’s thighs to hook them around his waist to emphasize, leaning forward to leave butterfly kisses along Yixing’s jawline. “Breasts," His free hand tickled Yixing’s torso, causing the younger to laugh. Yixing’s arms were wrapped comfortably around Joonmyun’s neck, thoroughly enjoying the kisses.
"Are we just naming things we want, or are you grilling chicken?" Yixing asked, capturing Joonmyun’s lips with his when they were close enough."Depends, are you up for it?" Joonmyun said between pants.
"I’ll think about it by the end of dinner Joonie bear. By the way, don’t you have a grill to be watching?" At this, Joonmyun’s eyes widened. “Oh, shit. I’ll be right back my little flower," He planted a kiss on Yixing’s nose before darting outside.
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"My masterpiece is done," Joonmyun sang as he put the last piece of chicken on the plate. He set the plate down on the table in the patio, and bowed as Yixing clapped. Yixing poured wine in both of their glasses, giving Joonmyun another kiss.
"This looks great," Yixing commented, crossing his legs again. “I’m glad you approve!" Joonmyun sat down in the seat across from the younger, glancing at his thighs out of the corner of his eyes. They look so soft. I wanna touch. He mentally slapped himself, scooping up some of the vegetable salad that Yixing had whipped up.
“Why am I such a pervert?"
“Pardon?"
“U-uh, I wonder if I’ll have room for dessert!" Yixing laughed again, reaching forward to cup the older’s red cheeks. “You’re so cute you know that?" He whispered, wiping off the smudge of coal on the other’s cheek.
“I have to go the bathroom. Don’t miss me too much," He winked as he got out of his chair. He pushed aside the sliding door, making sure to sway his hips on the way. Joonmyun huffed in frustration, slapping his palms against his cheeks. He stopped in realization that the coal was still on his fingers.
"Goddammit," He cursed, slumping back in his chair while wiping his face off with a napkin. He stared up at the sky, seeing how the sun was starting to disappear. "Oh the sun is setting. But the sky doesn't look as pretty is Yixing," He mumbled to himself.
"I'm pretty?" Joonmyun jumped at Yixing's voice, holding his chest as he breathed heavily. "Y-yeah. You're the most prettiest person on this Earth yeobo," He complemented, his eyes dropping from Yixing's face to his thighs. He shook his head as he tried to clear out his mind, telling Yixing to sit down. He let out an unmanly squeak when Yixing straddled him in the chair instead, the latter's arms lazily placed on Joonmyun's shoulders.
"Y-Yixing," He continued to stutter, hushing up as Yixing started to kiss and bite along his collarbone. "Those pants of yours are extremely dangerous yeobo. I won't be able to control myself," Yixing giggled at this, smiling when hands held onto his waist. "The less control the better," Yixing purred while pressing their lips together.
"B-babe," Yixing frowned when Joonmyun interrupted the kiss, "I really like your thighs."
"You better not correct that as 'yum, chicken thighs'. Or I will hurt you," Yixing threatened, glaring as Joonmyun groped his thighs and his ass.
"Ooo, kinky. Go ahead and hurt me, my exotic flower." Yixing slapped Joonmyun's chest with a smile before rejoining their lips.