Fruit Diet; chansoo // oneshot // NC17
Fruit Diet
NC17
Chanyeol/Kyungsoo
Chanyeol tastes bitter and Kyungsoo wants to change it.
For miyunnie, based on this.
“Someone, get these two out of here!” Baekhyun whined, eyeing the newly formed couple on the couch.
Kyungsoo and Chanyeol had only recently started their relationship and were in what someone would call their ‘honeymoon period’. The two were currently sitting on the couch and watching television to pass the time. Kyungsoo was sitting in Chanyeol’s lap, and the latter was planting kisses all over his face and neck. That, apparently, was an eyesore for Baekhyun.
“You’re just jealous,” Chanyeol retorted, turning his head to face his friend.
“Get a room,” Baekhyun replied as he rolled his eyes.
He walked away before he could see the smirk grow on Chanyeol’s face. Kyungsoo, however, saw the change and his eyes immediately grew wider. He already knew what was going on in his boyfriend’s head.
“No, Park Chanyeol.”
“Yes, Do Kyungsoo.”
With close to little strength, Chanyeol grabbed Kyungsoo by the wrist and dragged him towards the room he shared with Baekhyun.
“Wha-”
Kyungsoo’s words were cut off by Chanyeol’s lips on his, catching him by surprise. The taller boy held his hips firmly as he pushed him towards the bed, slowly dipping him and then climbing on top of him. Kyungsoo couldn’t help but wrap his arms around the other’s neck, his excitement slowly growing as he eagerly pressed into the kiss.
Chanyeol rolled over and made Kyungsoo straddle him, their lips still passionately locked. His large, warm hands roamed the body on top of him and went south. Hands cupping his butt cheeks, Kyungsoo felt a little embarrassed yet thrilled for what was to come. He pushed his hips down, and Chanyeol let out a groan that sent pleasant shivers down his spine.
Leaving a trail of kisses down Chanyeol’s neck, Kyungsoo went down to where he knew Chanyeol needed attention most. He snapped the button open and pulled on the zipper with his teeth, teasingly slow. He could already feel the heat on his cheeks. It wasn’t their first time, but it hadn’t been that long since they had gotten together. Surely he would still feel a little unsure about the best way to pleasure his boyfriend.
“Hurry up.”
The smaller boy let out a soft chuckle at his impatience, his breath tickling the clothed erection. He let his fingers dance along the waistband of Chanyeol’s jeans and boxer briefs before pulling them down together to the knees in one swift move. Chanyeol let out yet another moan as Kyungsoo’s cold fingers wrapped around him. He felt so big in those small hands.
The fingers moved slowly up and down, again with the teasing. Chanyeol risked a look down and immediately regretted because Kyungsoo was looking up at him with those wide eyes and an innocent expression that always drove him crazy. He was clearly testing Chanyeol’s patience.
“Kyungsoo…” Chanyeol trailed.
The fingers went faster, but still not what he wanted. He was about to sit up when a warm mouth closed around the head of his cock. As a knee-jerk reaction, Chanyeol bucked his hips up but Kyungsoo tightly held them down. Kyungsoo sucked on the head, sliding his tongue over the slit on top. He pushed his head down further, taking Chanyeol in as much as he could. Kyungsoo continued sucking, letting his teeth graze against the skin. He could already feel himself getting hard.
Chanyeol tilted his head back, enjoying the warmth surrounding him. His hands went up to fist the boy’s locks, painfully pulling at the strands as Kyungsoo slid his tongue up and down the hot, long and thick shaft, leaving no spot untouched. He always made sure to cover each and every inch of skin and Chanyeol loved it.
“Oh, fuck,” Chanyeol gasped as Kyungsoo used his hands to lightly caress his balls.
Kyungsoo pinched, not hard enough to cause pain but enough pressure to make it pleasurable. He blew on the tip of Chanyeol’s cock, causing shivers of bliss go down the older boy’s spine. The tongue and fingers together were already too much for him to handle, but what drove Chanyeol over the edge was when Kyungsoo lightly bit on the head while using his hands to squeeze his balls.
Hands kept Kyungsoo’s head in place as Chanyeol came in his mouth with a guttural groan. The smaller boy was just about to spit them out on the ground beside him but the grip on his head tightened. He was forced to swallow, nearly gagging with the cock still in his mouth.
“What the fuck?” Kyungsoo whined once he pulled away and sat up.
“It’s sexy when you swallow,” Chanyeol winked, pulling Kyungsoo towards him.
“Not when you’re this bitter.”
Kyungsoo suddenly placed his lips over Chanyeol’s, pushing his tongue into the other’s mouth to let him taste himself.
“That’s… bitter.”
Kyungsoo rolled his eyes and got off of Chanyeol, dusting his clothes and running his hands over the creases. He wasn’t in the mood anymore. In fact, the bitter taste of Chanyeol’s cum turned him off, and his erection went limp. Grabbing his phone from the night stand, Kyungsoo walked out of the room and left the taller boy on the bed.
“Kyungsoo, where are you going? Kyungsoo! Don’t leave me here!”
Joonmyun, who was reading at the table, turned his head around to see Kyungsoo walking towards him while ignoring Chanyeol’s yells from the room. This made the leader of their group raise his eyebrow, and his curiosity only heightened when Kyungsoo slid into the seat beside him with a rather embarrassed look on his face.
“Hyung, can you help me with something?”
Joonmyun put his book down and faced Kyungsoo, attention only on the boy in front of him.
“You know when you, uh, get turned on? And someone, uh, pleasures you? And then you… you know…”
“Cum? Ejaculate?”
“Yeah, that. And sometimes you’re forced to…”
“Swallow.”
“Yeah, and sometimes it might taste too…”
“Bitter.”
“Yes! Do you know how to change that?”
Kyungsoo looked down right after asking the question, too shy to look at Joonmyun’s face. It wasn’t a very normal question, he thought.
“Well, you can always Google it,” Joonmyun answered, amused.
The younger boy looked up with wide, sparkling eyes. The answer was so simple, and yet he didn’t think about that. He fished out his phone from his pocket and launched his Internet browser. Joonmyun looked on as Kyungsoo began to type on his phone, wondering what he would search for. However, he only started to get frustrated as Kyungsoo typed slowly, letter by letter. Agonizingly slow.
“For fuck’s sake, give me that!”
Joonmyun snatched the phone from his hands. He proceeded to quickly search for the information they were looking for and saw a picture that looked somewhat like an infographic on semen. He enlarged it and tossed the phone back to Kyungsoo.
“Give Chanyeol fruits.”
“Thanks, hyung!”
Kyungsoo beamed gleefully while walking to the kitchen. It was nearly dinner time and he was glad that they had quite an array of fruits in the refrigerator. He took a while to prepare a few dishes of meat, fish and vegetables, and afterwards served them along with five bowls of rice at the dinner table. The other members, who were already seated and waiting, were dumbfounded at the absence of the sixth bowl.
“Kyungsoo, are you skipping dinner? There’s no need to, you’re already thin enough,” Chanyeol asked as he reached for the bowl of rice nearest to him.
The other members sniggered when Kyungsoo slapped his hand away and put the bowl of rice in front of Jongin instead. Chanyeol’s jaw dropped as he retracted his hand. Kyungsoo smiled and walked back to the kitchen, emerging with a plate filled with apples, bananas, mangoes and strawberries. He set the plate down in front of Chanyeol before taking the seat opposite him.
“What’s this about?”
Kyungsoo slid his phone across the table, the infographic already on the screen. With narrowed eyes, Chanyeol picked up the phone and started to read. Sehun peeked over the taller boy’s shoulder and instantly drew back, disgusted by the things that were being shown on the phone. Chanyeol put the phone down and stared at Kyungsoo, clearly in disbelief.
“That’s not fair,” he whined.
“It’s not fair for me, either. No more meat for you for the whole week!”
Chanyeol was about to protest when he saw the glare the younger was shooting him. He quietly picked up his fork and lowered his gaze, starting to munch on an apple slice. An angry Kyungsoo was a scary Kyungsoo, he believed.
~~Over the week, all Chanyeol had to eat was fruits and vegetables. If he was hungry, Kyungsoo would feed him more fruits or fix him a salad. He thought he would have died but Kyungsoo was smart enough to give him a small piece of chicken or fish when he looked like he couldn’t take it anymore. Also, Chanyeol had to do with only kisses, because Kyungsoo refused to go down on him or have sex with him until the week was over. In other words, he couldn’t have his release unless he did it himself without Kyungsoo around.
To Kyungsoo, it would look like Chanyeol was simply following his orders without complaint. Of course, that was not the case. Chanyeol wouldn’t be Chanyeol if he didn’t plan some sort of revenge. And he already did have something in mind.
“Joonmyun hyung, how long do you think it will take for the diet to be effective?” Chanyeol asked as he plopped down on the couch next to the eldest, seven days after Kyungsoo started his diet plan for him.
“Well, it’s been a week. I think that would be enough.”
“Great, my plan shall take place tonight!” Chanyeol exclaimed, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
“Don’t get too loud or tire him out too much, we still have a full day of practice tomorrow,” Joonmyun warned, already with an idea of what Chanyeol was going to do.
“No promises!”
~~
After yet another dinner of fruits and vegetables, Chanyeol quickly grabbed Kyungsoo by the shoulders and shoved him inside his room. He had already prepared some things so that they could thoroughly enjoy the night.
“Chanyeol, why did you push me in-”
Lips crashed against his own as Kyungsoo was pushed against the door. Chanyeol forced his tongue into the other’s mouth, knee in between his legs. When Kyungsoo tried to push the tongue out, Chanyeol’s hand grabbed at his cock and his defense instantaneously fell. A moan slipped out of him, and the taller boy felt his own cock twitch at the sound.
Chanyeol spun and pressed himself up against the door. He quickly worked on the button and the zipper of his pants, pushing them down before taking his cock out of his boxer briefs. Giving himself a few pumps with one hand, he used the other to forcefully push Kyungsoo down on his knees.
“Chanyeol, I told you you’re not get-”
“Shut up and suck.”
“N-”
“I said, suck,” Chanyeol growled, prodding Kyungsoo’s lips with the tip of his erection.
Kyungsoo gazed up at him, contemplating. Having decided that a week was enough, he took the head in between his lips. He gave it a soft suck and used his tongue to lick at the slit on top. Chanyeol pulled at his hair, and Kyungsoo knew he was going too slow and soft for the other’s liking.
“Patience, Chanyeol.”
In response, Chanyeol pushed his hips forward without warning. The tip of his cock hit the back of Kyungsoo’s throat, and the heat surrounding him felt so good he nearly came then and there. Kyungsoo gave himself a bit of time to adjust to his mouth being full before pulling back with hollowed cheeks. He repeated this several times, bobbing his head at a constant pace. He also let this teeth graze the skin since he knew it would drive Chanyeol crazy.
Pulling his mouth away completely, Kyungsoo used his hands to stroke Chanyeol fast and hard. He looked up and maintained eye contact, experimentally darting his tongue out to lick at Chanyeol’s balls. Eye contact was broken and a moan escaped, so Kyungsoo knew. He took one of the sacks into his mouth and sucked lightly, still stroking fast. He licked, he sucked, he bit.
“Kyungsoo…” Chanyeol groaned, his hips trembling slightly.
Chanyeol grabbed a fistful of Kyungsoo’s hair and guided his head back to the head of his erection. He was close, and he wanted the other to swallow. Familiar warmth closed around the tip, and he was over the edge. White temporarily clouded his vision before he came down from his high.
Kyungsoo swallowed nearly every drop of Chanyeol’s seed, and he was pleasantly surprised when it tasted much sweeter than the last time.
“Did it work?” Chanyeol asked, catching his breath.
“And I’m so glad,” Kyungsoo answered with a nod of his head and a grin.
The shorter boy leaned up to kiss Chanyeol, who was also amazed that the diet had worked.
“Do you see that?” Chanyeol turned Kyungsoo around and pointed at the bed.
“Yes…”
On the bed were ropes and a piece of cloth, alongside a few bottles of lubrication and what looked like anal beads.
"Time to make it up to me for the past week," Chanyeol whispered as he walked forward and pushed Kyungsoo down on the bed.
NC17
Chanyeol/Kyungsoo
Chanyeol tastes bitter and Kyungsoo wants to change it.
For miyunnie, based on this.
“Someone, get these two out of here!” Baekhyun whined, eyeing the newly formed couple on the couch.
Kyungsoo and Chanyeol had only recently started their relationship and were in what someone would call their ‘honeymoon period’. The two were currently sitting on the couch and watching television to pass the time. Kyungsoo was sitting in Chanyeol’s lap, and the latter was planting kisses all over his face and neck. That, apparently, was an eyesore for Baekhyun.
“You’re just jealous,” Chanyeol retorted, turning his head to face his friend.
“Get a room,” Baekhyun replied as he rolled his eyes.
He walked away before he could see the smirk grow on Chanyeol’s face. Kyungsoo, however, saw the change and his eyes immediately grew wider. He already knew what was going on in his boyfriend’s head.
“No, Park Chanyeol.”
“Yes, Do Kyungsoo.”
With close to little strength, Chanyeol grabbed Kyungsoo by the wrist and dragged him towards the room he shared with Baekhyun.
“Wha-”
Kyungsoo’s words were cut off by Chanyeol’s lips on his, catching him by surprise. The taller boy held his hips firmly as he pushed him towards the bed, slowly dipping him and then climbing on top of him. Kyungsoo couldn’t help but wrap his arms around the other’s neck, his excitement slowly growing as he eagerly pressed into the kiss.
Chanyeol rolled over and made Kyungsoo straddle him, their lips still passionately locked. His large, warm hands roamed the body on top of him and went south. Hands cupping his butt cheeks, Kyungsoo felt a little embarrassed yet thrilled for what was to come. He pushed his hips down, and Chanyeol let out a groan that sent pleasant shivers down his spine.
Leaving a trail of kisses down Chanyeol’s neck, Kyungsoo went down to where he knew Chanyeol needed attention most. He snapped the button open and pulled on the zipper with his teeth, teasingly slow. He could already feel the heat on his cheeks. It wasn’t their first time, but it hadn’t been that long since they had gotten together. Surely he would still feel a little unsure about the best way to pleasure his boyfriend.
“Hurry up.”
The smaller boy let out a soft chuckle at his impatience, his breath tickling the clothed erection. He let his fingers dance along the waistband of Chanyeol’s jeans and boxer briefs before pulling them down together to the knees in one swift move. Chanyeol let out yet another moan as Kyungsoo’s cold fingers wrapped around him. He felt so big in those small hands.
The fingers moved slowly up and down, again with the teasing. Chanyeol risked a look down and immediately regretted because Kyungsoo was looking up at him with those wide eyes and an innocent expression that always drove him crazy. He was clearly testing Chanyeol’s patience.
“Kyungsoo…” Chanyeol trailed.
The fingers went faster, but still not what he wanted. He was about to sit up when a warm mouth closed around the head of his cock. As a knee-jerk reaction, Chanyeol bucked his hips up but Kyungsoo tightly held them down. Kyungsoo sucked on the head, sliding his tongue over the slit on top. He pushed his head down further, taking Chanyeol in as much as he could. Kyungsoo continued sucking, letting his teeth graze against the skin. He could already feel himself getting hard.
Chanyeol tilted his head back, enjoying the warmth surrounding him. His hands went up to fist the boy’s locks, painfully pulling at the strands as Kyungsoo slid his tongue up and down the hot, long and thick shaft, leaving no spot untouched. He always made sure to cover each and every inch of skin and Chanyeol loved it.
“Oh, fuck,” Chanyeol gasped as Kyungsoo used his hands to lightly caress his balls.
Kyungsoo pinched, not hard enough to cause pain but enough pressure to make it pleasurable. He blew on the tip of Chanyeol’s cock, causing shivers of bliss go down the older boy’s spine. The tongue and fingers together were already too much for him to handle, but what drove Chanyeol over the edge was when Kyungsoo lightly bit on the head while using his hands to squeeze his balls.
Hands kept Kyungsoo’s head in place as Chanyeol came in his mouth with a guttural groan. The smaller boy was just about to spit them out on the ground beside him but the grip on his head tightened. He was forced to swallow, nearly gagging with the cock still in his mouth.
“What the fuck?” Kyungsoo whined once he pulled away and sat up.
“It’s sexy when you swallow,” Chanyeol winked, pulling Kyungsoo towards him.
“Not when you’re this bitter.”
Kyungsoo suddenly placed his lips over Chanyeol’s, pushing his tongue into the other’s mouth to let him taste himself.
“That’s… bitter.”
Kyungsoo rolled his eyes and got off of Chanyeol, dusting his clothes and running his hands over the creases. He wasn’t in the mood anymore. In fact, the bitter taste of Chanyeol’s cum turned him off, and his erection went limp. Grabbing his phone from the night stand, Kyungsoo walked out of the room and left the taller boy on the bed.
“Kyungsoo, where are you going? Kyungsoo! Don’t leave me here!”
Joonmyun, who was reading at the table, turned his head around to see Kyungsoo walking towards him while ignoring Chanyeol’s yells from the room. This made the leader of their group raise his eyebrow, and his curiosity only heightened when Kyungsoo slid into the seat beside him with a rather embarrassed look on his face.
“Hyung, can you help me with something?”
Joonmyun put his book down and faced Kyungsoo, attention only on the boy in front of him.
“You know when you, uh, get turned on? And someone, uh, pleasures you? And then you… you know…”
“Cum? Ejaculate?”
“Yeah, that. And sometimes you’re forced to…”
“Swallow.”
“Yeah, and sometimes it might taste too…”
“Bitter.”
“Yes! Do you know how to change that?”
Kyungsoo looked down right after asking the question, too shy to look at Joonmyun’s face. It wasn’t a very normal question, he thought.
“Well, you can always Google it,” Joonmyun answered, amused.
The younger boy looked up with wide, sparkling eyes. The answer was so simple, and yet he didn’t think about that. He fished out his phone from his pocket and launched his Internet browser. Joonmyun looked on as Kyungsoo began to type on his phone, wondering what he would search for. However, he only started to get frustrated as Kyungsoo typed slowly, letter by letter. Agonizingly slow.
“For fuck’s sake, give me that!”
Joonmyun snatched the phone from his hands. He proceeded to quickly search for the information they were looking for and saw a picture that looked somewhat like an infographic on semen. He enlarged it and tossed the phone back to Kyungsoo.
“Give Chanyeol fruits.”
“Thanks, hyung!”
Kyungsoo beamed gleefully while walking to the kitchen. It was nearly dinner time and he was glad that they had quite an array of fruits in the refrigerator. He took a while to prepare a few dishes of meat, fish and vegetables, and afterwards served them along with five bowls of rice at the dinner table. The other members, who were already seated and waiting, were dumbfounded at the absence of the sixth bowl.
“Kyungsoo, are you skipping dinner? There’s no need to, you’re already thin enough,” Chanyeol asked as he reached for the bowl of rice nearest to him.
The other members sniggered when Kyungsoo slapped his hand away and put the bowl of rice in front of Jongin instead. Chanyeol’s jaw dropped as he retracted his hand. Kyungsoo smiled and walked back to the kitchen, emerging with a plate filled with apples, bananas, mangoes and strawberries. He set the plate down in front of Chanyeol before taking the seat opposite him.
“What’s this about?”
Kyungsoo slid his phone across the table, the infographic already on the screen. With narrowed eyes, Chanyeol picked up the phone and started to read. Sehun peeked over the taller boy’s shoulder and instantly drew back, disgusted by the things that were being shown on the phone. Chanyeol put the phone down and stared at Kyungsoo, clearly in disbelief.
“That’s not fair,” he whined.
“It’s not fair for me, either. No more meat for you for the whole week!”
Chanyeol was about to protest when he saw the glare the younger was shooting him. He quietly picked up his fork and lowered his gaze, starting to munch on an apple slice. An angry Kyungsoo was a scary Kyungsoo, he believed.
~~Over the week, all Chanyeol had to eat was fruits and vegetables. If he was hungry, Kyungsoo would feed him more fruits or fix him a salad. He thought he would have died but Kyungsoo was smart enough to give him a small piece of chicken or fish when he looked like he couldn’t take it anymore. Also, Chanyeol had to do with only kisses, because Kyungsoo refused to go down on him or have sex with him until the week was over. In other words, he couldn’t have his release unless he did it himself without Kyungsoo around.
To Kyungsoo, it would look like Chanyeol was simply following his orders without complaint. Of course, that was not the case. Chanyeol wouldn’t be Chanyeol if he didn’t plan some sort of revenge. And he already did have something in mind.
“Joonmyun hyung, how long do you think it will take for the diet to be effective?” Chanyeol asked as he plopped down on the couch next to the eldest, seven days after Kyungsoo started his diet plan for him.
“Well, it’s been a week. I think that would be enough.”
“Great, my plan shall take place tonight!” Chanyeol exclaimed, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
“Don’t get too loud or tire him out too much, we still have a full day of practice tomorrow,” Joonmyun warned, already with an idea of what Chanyeol was going to do.
“No promises!”
~~
After yet another dinner of fruits and vegetables, Chanyeol quickly grabbed Kyungsoo by the shoulders and shoved him inside his room. He had already prepared some things so that they could thoroughly enjoy the night.
“Chanyeol, why did you push me in-”
Lips crashed against his own as Kyungsoo was pushed against the door. Chanyeol forced his tongue into the other’s mouth, knee in between his legs. When Kyungsoo tried to push the tongue out, Chanyeol’s hand grabbed at his cock and his defense instantaneously fell. A moan slipped out of him, and the taller boy felt his own cock twitch at the sound.
Chanyeol spun and pressed himself up against the door. He quickly worked on the button and the zipper of his pants, pushing them down before taking his cock out of his boxer briefs. Giving himself a few pumps with one hand, he used the other to forcefully push Kyungsoo down on his knees.
“Chanyeol, I told you you’re not get-”
“Shut up and suck.”
“N-”
“I said, suck,” Chanyeol growled, prodding Kyungsoo’s lips with the tip of his erection.
Kyungsoo gazed up at him, contemplating. Having decided that a week was enough, he took the head in between his lips. He gave it a soft suck and used his tongue to lick at the slit on top. Chanyeol pulled at his hair, and Kyungsoo knew he was going too slow and soft for the other’s liking.
“Patience, Chanyeol.”
In response, Chanyeol pushed his hips forward without warning. The tip of his cock hit the back of Kyungsoo’s throat, and the heat surrounding him felt so good he nearly came then and there. Kyungsoo gave himself a bit of time to adjust to his mouth being full before pulling back with hollowed cheeks. He repeated this several times, bobbing his head at a constant pace. He also let this teeth graze the skin since he knew it would drive Chanyeol crazy.
Pulling his mouth away completely, Kyungsoo used his hands to stroke Chanyeol fast and hard. He looked up and maintained eye contact, experimentally darting his tongue out to lick at Chanyeol’s balls. Eye contact was broken and a moan escaped, so Kyungsoo knew. He took one of the sacks into his mouth and sucked lightly, still stroking fast. He licked, he sucked, he bit.
“Kyungsoo…” Chanyeol groaned, his hips trembling slightly.
Chanyeol grabbed a fistful of Kyungsoo’s hair and guided his head back to the head of his erection. He was close, and he wanted the other to swallow. Familiar warmth closed around the tip, and he was over the edge. White temporarily clouded his vision before he came down from his high.
Kyungsoo swallowed nearly every drop of Chanyeol’s seed, and he was pleasantly surprised when it tasted much sweeter than the last time.
“Did it work?” Chanyeol asked, catching his breath.
“And I’m so glad,” Kyungsoo answered with a nod of his head and a grin.
The shorter boy leaned up to kiss Chanyeol, who was also amazed that the diet had worked.
“Do you see that?” Chanyeol turned Kyungsoo around and pointed at the bed.
“Yes…”
On the bed were ropes and a piece of cloth, alongside a few bottles of lubrication and what looked like anal beads.
"Time to make it up to me for the past week," Chanyeol whispered as he walked forward and pushed Kyungsoo down on the bed.