Lacy dreams
"Whoa..those look nice," Hakyeon mused out loud, a small, appreciative smile on his lips, eyes raking the striking item he pulled from one of the newly arrived boxes. His newly assigned temp snickered shamelessly beside him, poking him in his ribs thereafter, a naughty grin on his face even after the snickers melted, "Bet your legs will look great in those, hyung," Hakyeon couldn't quite decipher if it was a mocking compliment or a genuine one. Either way, a smile tugged at the corners of his lips, fingers tentatively brushing against the flimsy fabric. It was pink and lacy, very soft to the touch, thigh highs that would encase his legs perfectly.
"Is your boyfriend into this?", Jaehwan asked curiously, a dumb smirk still playing on his lips. Hakyeon shifted a little on the couch before reaching for a pretty coloured fancy case in which he immediately shoved the meshy stockings, the grin unfaltering from his lips.
"Well, I'm about to find out."
"How was work?" Wonshik came up behind him, wrapped arms around his waist and swayed a little with him in his hold. Hakyeon giggled. "We got some new stuff delivered.." Hakyeon murmured as he tried to concentrate on talking while Wonshik was pressing soft, short kisses on his neck. Hakyeon quickly swatted Wonshik's hands that were wandering on his hips and turned around, touching his lips to his briefly. "What did you get?" Wonshik asked as he made himself comfortable on their squishy sofa, arms and legs sprawled in a relaxed stance. "Nothing worthy mentioning about," Hakyeon said casually as he plopped down beside Wonshik, molding himself into his body, Wonshik's chest pressed warmly against his back. Wonshik only hummed, fingers tangling into Hakyeon's hair before gently caressing over the scalp, and he gave a kiss on Hakyeon's nape that made him purr happily.
The hand that was splayed on Hakyeon's waist drifted lower, gliding over his hip slightly. "Babe, forgive me, but those sweatpants are kind of unattractive." Wonshik chuckled in Hakyeon's neck at his pinch. There was a smile emerging on Hakyeon's lips as he turned around, and he took Wonshik's hand, the other man puzzled at his action. Hakyeon stuck both their hands into his sweatpants and Wonshik gulped at the feeling of naked skin, gaze seeking for Hakyeon's, but his boyfriend's eyes were lowered, a lovely blush gracing his cheeks. Wonshik made a noise of surprise when his fingers slid over something lacy, an eyebrow tilted in question. Hakyeon said nothing.
Instead he pulled their joined hands out and disregarded Wonshik's soft noise of protest. He dove down and captured his lips in a sweet kiss, lips moving together without hurry, relentlessly. A pleasant flood of warmth overcame their bodies, both immediately feeling the need to get closer. Wonshik's palm made its way underneath Hakyeon's shirt, nails grazing lightly against his shoulder blade as he kissed him deeper, tongue licking into his mouth gently. Hakyeon whimpered and parted from his lips, breathless and with a shine in his eyes that Wonshik found endearing. Hakyeon was on his lap by now, Wonshik slouched with his back against the couch. He tried lifting himself up, but Hakyeon pushed on his shoulders and Wonshik chose to just observe, for a while.
There was constant shifting on his lap that only drove him crazier, but he restrained himself. Hakyeon's shirt came off easily with a bit of help from Wonshik - Wonshik was even more eager, his own shirt discarded within seconds. Hakyeon bent down to kiss him again, lips melding together making their pulse race. Wonshik's hands weren't cautious in any way, freely touching at the curve of his ass and holding his waist intimately as they kissed. Hakyeon bit down on Wonshik's lip which made him gave a little yelp and before he knew it, Hakyeon was gone from his lips. Wonshik wasn't surprised anymore with how nimble he was - he felt his legs pushed apart, a smile on his lips as he let Hakyeon comfortably wiggle his way in between.
Hakyeon laughed a little before dipping his head and mouthing along his clothed erection. Wonshik's fingers buried in his boyfriend's hair, breath hitching as Hakyeon got rid of both his pants and underwear in one strong pull. Wonshik shuddered as Hakyeon trailed kisses over his inner thigh and over the side of his cock, on the slope of his tummy and upper, tongue coming out to teasingly lick a trail on his chest. Wonshik's nails clenched into Hakyeon's shoulder as he slid down again, fingers gripping at the base of his cock and guiding the tip to his mouth. Hakyeon sucked gently on the head, the gloss from his lips smearing onto the skin. Wonshik threw his head back, neck exposed and shimmery with sweat, moans choked out at every suck - they were delightful, and Hakyeon reveled in them, cock twitching and scratching on the coarse fabric of his sweatpants.
Crimson stripes were left onto Hakyeon's shoulder after he let go, tongue flicking out to lick his lower lip before taking a moment to admire how wrecked his boyfriend looked, how beautiful. It took a few moments for Wonshik to be pulled out from the aroused daze, palms clasping at Hakyeon's waist, positions easily switched because there was still that bothering curiosity at the back of his mind. As soon as Wonshik pulled on the waistband, Hakyeon stopped him, a tint of pink in his cheeks. There was a second of hesitation before he mumbled 'go ahead' and Wonshik took his time as he pushed his pants down. Firstly, he was surprised to see Hakyeon wasn't wearing any kind of underwear, cock flush against his tummy. Hakyeon fidgeted a bit as Wonshik kept pulling his pants down and then he was relieved to see the sequence of emotions displayed on Wonshik's face: wonder, surprise and ultimately elation. So, his boyfriend really was into this.
Wonshik took his time to marvel at the sight in front of him, fingers slithering on the fabric and tugging slightly, the material snapping back into place. Hakyeon loved how careful and gentle he was, adoration clearly showing in his eyes. "You look lovely," Wonshik whispered as he dipped, lips caressing over Hakyeon's clad thigh, pulse soaring as he listened closely to Hakyeon's tiny whimpers and cries. His lips eventually brushed over the side of his cock and Hakyeon made a keening sound. Wonshik loved how Hakyeon never held back, eager to show him how much he liked it all. Wonshik also knew that the kisses aroused Hakyeon most, so he moved along, kisses peppered on every inch of skin and tongue occasionally flicking against the rosy head. Hakyeon mewled, bringing a leg over Wonshik's shoulder, nails deeply sunk into one of his shoulders. His soft cries filled the room and there was a shocked yelp he let out as Wonshik pushed him up and over, on all fours.
Hakyeon's blush spread to his neck, a moan escaping him as Wonshik sucked a spot into the skin just where thigh met hip, fingers moving over his other thigh in sensual, slow movements. Wonshik loved the tremble in Hakyeon's legs when he dove forward, tongue licking softly over his buttocks. "Please," Hakyeon moaned, the sound making Wonshik's stomach churn. Wonshik parted him, a finger cautiously prodding at his entrance before his tongue flicked lightly at it. Hakyeon mewled, collapsing forward, flushed face pressed against the pillow. Wonshik grew bolder, sucking lightly around the rim as his nails clenched onto Hakyeon's clad calves. Hakyeon was whining continuously against the pillow, sounds muffled but still so arousing it only pushed Wonshik further. His tongue traced from Hakyeon's entrance to the birth of his spine, nails embedded in his rump and he gave a quick smack at which Hakyeon reacted with a short, high cry. He was gurgling helplessly into the pillow, head spinning as Wonshik pushed the tip of his tongue in and Hakyeon thrust against him, movements lewd along with his dirty moans.
Wonshik's own face was flushed as he pulled back, lips glistening and Hakyeon shakily slumped on the couch, harsh breaths gradually slowing down. He knew what Wonshik wanted, thus he reversed their positions again, straddling him in a swift movement. Wonshik's breath caught, palms coming to stroke over the sheer fabric covering his thighs. Hakyeon moaned, grinding down once, beautiful and flushed, cock still flat against his tummy and Wonshik bit his lip. Hakyeon lunged at the drawer beside them, Wonshik's fingers curled around his cock distracting him. Wonshik let go eventually and instead slicked his fingers with the lubrication, pressing one inside. There was a needy gasp Hakyeon let loose as he pushed back on it, and there were two other slim fingers that joined the first one soon and Hakyeon was bouncing lightly on top of him, a gleaming trail of sweat going down his temple.
Wonshik gulped before Hakyeon rose slowly and lowered himself onto his cock just as gently, hand clutching to Wonshik's as he bit back the moans of pain. Hakyeon slid down until all of Wonshik was buried within him and he took a moment to just breathe, looking at the man underneath him with a loving glint in his eyes. Wonshik returned the look of affection, hand grasping his thigh as he began to jerk up and down slowly. Wonshik groaned as Hakyeon braced himself by laying his palms against his chest, moans growing louder as the thrusts increased in pace and force. Hakyeon's back arched, head tipped back as he clung desperately to Wonshik's tummy, his boyfriend's nails sticking into his rump. The slick sounds the thrusts caused aroused them further, and Hakyeon dove down to bring their lips together, tongue tangling with his as he stilled.
They were both panting and Hakyeon rose again, hips pushing against Wonshik's more hastily, Wonshik's hand clutching at his waist, the other seeking for his hardness, pumping it slowly. Hakyeon cried out when he came, spurting over Wonshik's hand, moans spilling from his mouth. With a growl, Wonshik lifted Hakyeon off his hips and onto his back, hands pushing his thighs open and sliding inside again, grunting as he stilled, sated, filling Hakyeon who whimpered beneath him. Wonshik felt his muscles sag, his spine slack and he collapsed onto Hakyeon, head on his tummy, Hakyeon's fingers burrowed in his hair.
Wonshik didn't want him to wear anything else that night, and he spent the evening pressing kisses against the delicate fabric, taking pleasure in Hakyeon's delighted whimpers.
"Is your boyfriend into this?", Jaehwan asked curiously, a dumb smirk still playing on his lips. Hakyeon shifted a little on the couch before reaching for a pretty coloured fancy case in which he immediately shoved the meshy stockings, the grin unfaltering from his lips.
"Well, I'm about to find out."
"How was work?" Wonshik came up behind him, wrapped arms around his waist and swayed a little with him in his hold. Hakyeon giggled. "We got some new stuff delivered.." Hakyeon murmured as he tried to concentrate on talking while Wonshik was pressing soft, short kisses on his neck. Hakyeon quickly swatted Wonshik's hands that were wandering on his hips and turned around, touching his lips to his briefly. "What did you get?" Wonshik asked as he made himself comfortable on their squishy sofa, arms and legs sprawled in a relaxed stance. "Nothing worthy mentioning about," Hakyeon said casually as he plopped down beside Wonshik, molding himself into his body, Wonshik's chest pressed warmly against his back. Wonshik only hummed, fingers tangling into Hakyeon's hair before gently caressing over the scalp, and he gave a kiss on Hakyeon's nape that made him purr happily.
The hand that was splayed on Hakyeon's waist drifted lower, gliding over his hip slightly. "Babe, forgive me, but those sweatpants are kind of unattractive." Wonshik chuckled in Hakyeon's neck at his pinch. There was a smile emerging on Hakyeon's lips as he turned around, and he took Wonshik's hand, the other man puzzled at his action. Hakyeon stuck both their hands into his sweatpants and Wonshik gulped at the feeling of naked skin, gaze seeking for Hakyeon's, but his boyfriend's eyes were lowered, a lovely blush gracing his cheeks. Wonshik made a noise of surprise when his fingers slid over something lacy, an eyebrow tilted in question. Hakyeon said nothing.
Instead he pulled their joined hands out and disregarded Wonshik's soft noise of protest. He dove down and captured his lips in a sweet kiss, lips moving together without hurry, relentlessly. A pleasant flood of warmth overcame their bodies, both immediately feeling the need to get closer. Wonshik's palm made its way underneath Hakyeon's shirt, nails grazing lightly against his shoulder blade as he kissed him deeper, tongue licking into his mouth gently. Hakyeon whimpered and parted from his lips, breathless and with a shine in his eyes that Wonshik found endearing. Hakyeon was on his lap by now, Wonshik slouched with his back against the couch. He tried lifting himself up, but Hakyeon pushed on his shoulders and Wonshik chose to just observe, for a while.
There was constant shifting on his lap that only drove him crazier, but he restrained himself. Hakyeon's shirt came off easily with a bit of help from Wonshik - Wonshik was even more eager, his own shirt discarded within seconds. Hakyeon bent down to kiss him again, lips melding together making their pulse race. Wonshik's hands weren't cautious in any way, freely touching at the curve of his ass and holding his waist intimately as they kissed. Hakyeon bit down on Wonshik's lip which made him gave a little yelp and before he knew it, Hakyeon was gone from his lips. Wonshik wasn't surprised anymore with how nimble he was - he felt his legs pushed apart, a smile on his lips as he let Hakyeon comfortably wiggle his way in between.
Hakyeon laughed a little before dipping his head and mouthing along his clothed erection. Wonshik's fingers buried in his boyfriend's hair, breath hitching as Hakyeon got rid of both his pants and underwear in one strong pull. Wonshik shuddered as Hakyeon trailed kisses over his inner thigh and over the side of his cock, on the slope of his tummy and upper, tongue coming out to teasingly lick a trail on his chest. Wonshik's nails clenched into Hakyeon's shoulder as he slid down again, fingers gripping at the base of his cock and guiding the tip to his mouth. Hakyeon sucked gently on the head, the gloss from his lips smearing onto the skin. Wonshik threw his head back, neck exposed and shimmery with sweat, moans choked out at every suck - they were delightful, and Hakyeon reveled in them, cock twitching and scratching on the coarse fabric of his sweatpants.
Crimson stripes were left onto Hakyeon's shoulder after he let go, tongue flicking out to lick his lower lip before taking a moment to admire how wrecked his boyfriend looked, how beautiful. It took a few moments for Wonshik to be pulled out from the aroused daze, palms clasping at Hakyeon's waist, positions easily switched because there was still that bothering curiosity at the back of his mind. As soon as Wonshik pulled on the waistband, Hakyeon stopped him, a tint of pink in his cheeks. There was a second of hesitation before he mumbled 'go ahead' and Wonshik took his time as he pushed his pants down. Firstly, he was surprised to see Hakyeon wasn't wearing any kind of underwear, cock flush against his tummy. Hakyeon fidgeted a bit as Wonshik kept pulling his pants down and then he was relieved to see the sequence of emotions displayed on Wonshik's face: wonder, surprise and ultimately elation. So, his boyfriend really was into this.
Wonshik took his time to marvel at the sight in front of him, fingers slithering on the fabric and tugging slightly, the material snapping back into place. Hakyeon loved how careful and gentle he was, adoration clearly showing in his eyes. "You look lovely," Wonshik whispered as he dipped, lips caressing over Hakyeon's clad thigh, pulse soaring as he listened closely to Hakyeon's tiny whimpers and cries. His lips eventually brushed over the side of his cock and Hakyeon made a keening sound. Wonshik loved how Hakyeon never held back, eager to show him how much he liked it all. Wonshik also knew that the kisses aroused Hakyeon most, so he moved along, kisses peppered on every inch of skin and tongue occasionally flicking against the rosy head. Hakyeon mewled, bringing a leg over Wonshik's shoulder, nails deeply sunk into one of his shoulders. His soft cries filled the room and there was a shocked yelp he let out as Wonshik pushed him up and over, on all fours.
Hakyeon's blush spread to his neck, a moan escaping him as Wonshik sucked a spot into the skin just where thigh met hip, fingers moving over his other thigh in sensual, slow movements. Wonshik loved the tremble in Hakyeon's legs when he dove forward, tongue licking softly over his buttocks. "Please," Hakyeon moaned, the sound making Wonshik's stomach churn. Wonshik parted him, a finger cautiously prodding at his entrance before his tongue flicked lightly at it. Hakyeon mewled, collapsing forward, flushed face pressed against the pillow. Wonshik grew bolder, sucking lightly around the rim as his nails clenched onto Hakyeon's clad calves. Hakyeon was whining continuously against the pillow, sounds muffled but still so arousing it only pushed Wonshik further. His tongue traced from Hakyeon's entrance to the birth of his spine, nails embedded in his rump and he gave a quick smack at which Hakyeon reacted with a short, high cry. He was gurgling helplessly into the pillow, head spinning as Wonshik pushed the tip of his tongue in and Hakyeon thrust against him, movements lewd along with his dirty moans.
Wonshik's own face was flushed as he pulled back, lips glistening and Hakyeon shakily slumped on the couch, harsh breaths gradually slowing down. He knew what Wonshik wanted, thus he reversed their positions again, straddling him in a swift movement. Wonshik's breath caught, palms coming to stroke over the sheer fabric covering his thighs. Hakyeon moaned, grinding down once, beautiful and flushed, cock still flat against his tummy and Wonshik bit his lip. Hakyeon lunged at the drawer beside them, Wonshik's fingers curled around his cock distracting him. Wonshik let go eventually and instead slicked his fingers with the lubrication, pressing one inside. There was a needy gasp Hakyeon let loose as he pushed back on it, and there were two other slim fingers that joined the first one soon and Hakyeon was bouncing lightly on top of him, a gleaming trail of sweat going down his temple.
Wonshik gulped before Hakyeon rose slowly and lowered himself onto his cock just as gently, hand clutching to Wonshik's as he bit back the moans of pain. Hakyeon slid down until all of Wonshik was buried within him and he took a moment to just breathe, looking at the man underneath him with a loving glint in his eyes. Wonshik returned the look of affection, hand grasping his thigh as he began to jerk up and down slowly. Wonshik groaned as Hakyeon braced himself by laying his palms against his chest, moans growing louder as the thrusts increased in pace and force. Hakyeon's back arched, head tipped back as he clung desperately to Wonshik's tummy, his boyfriend's nails sticking into his rump. The slick sounds the thrusts caused aroused them further, and Hakyeon dove down to bring their lips together, tongue tangling with his as he stilled.
They were both panting and Hakyeon rose again, hips pushing against Wonshik's more hastily, Wonshik's hand clutching at his waist, the other seeking for his hardness, pumping it slowly. Hakyeon cried out when he came, spurting over Wonshik's hand, moans spilling from his mouth. With a growl, Wonshik lifted Hakyeon off his hips and onto his back, hands pushing his thighs open and sliding inside again, grunting as he stilled, sated, filling Hakyeon who whimpered beneath him. Wonshik felt his muscles sag, his spine slack and he collapsed onto Hakyeon, head on his tummy, Hakyeon's fingers burrowed in his hair.
Wonshik didn't want him to wear anything else that night, and he spent the evening pressing kisses against the delicate fabric, taking pleasure in Hakyeon's delighted whimpers.