exo: (won't you be my) strawberry bubblegum
(won't you be my) strawberry bubblegum
d.o./suho / nc-17 / 1131w (crossdressing, rimming)
joonmyun likes wearing women's lingerie.
The first time their kissing goes beyond mere crotch grabbing and awkward fumbling, Kyungsoo finds himself stunned as he watches Joonmyun pull off his jeans to reveal a pair of white cotton panties, with a lovely pink bow at the crotch.
'Do you want to call me oppa too?' Kyungsoo asks, alarmed.
'I'm sorry?' Joonmyun replies, looking at Kyungsoo, puzzled. Kyungsoo looks at him, speechless, not knowing what to say. 'Unless you're into that sort of thing.'
Kyungsoo's eyes widen to past what is normally acceptable for eyeballs before they pop out. 'No, I'm not,' he says hastily.
Joonmyun looks at Kyungsoo, before looking at the tent in his jeans, then back at his face again. 'Well?'
There's a whole world of meaning in his words, and Kyungsoo knows he's hearing are you going to get on with it and you can go fuck yourself if you mind and he swallows hard before motioning for Joonmyun to come closer.
Joonmyun does, and Kyungsoo kisses him, slides his hand down the curve of his spine before he grabs Joonmyun's arse through his panties, causing him to let out a moan-squeal-squeak in the middle of their kiss.
Kyungsoo supposes that it doesn't really matter what sort of underwear Joonmyun's wearing, as long as Joonmyun's happy, he's happy. He had been apprehensive at first, but he's now used to it. At least, he thinks he is. He tells himself his heart doesn't beat faster when he sees Joonmyun in different types of underwear. Tells himself that it doesn't turn him on all that much when he sees Joonmyun in a lacy thong, with his cock hard and jutting out from the waistband because he's unable to keep it all in. Tells himself that he doesn't want to pull his cock out and rub it against Joonmyun's arse and tell him to keep those goddamned panties on when Joonmyun's wearing a striped pair.
Today, Joonmyun's wearing a frilly pair of panties underneath his jeans. The jeans had been skin tight, and Kyungsoo swallows hard, because the risk had been huge, what if other people saw the crease in the fabric, what if people knew what Joonmyun had been wearing underneath that unassuming pair of black jeans?
Kyungsoo holds the thought in his head, thinks of Joonmyun being found out as he mouths his cock through his underwear, rubs his cheek against the silky material because it feels so good. Joonmyun moans, throws his head back and bares his neck and Kyungsoo loves every bit of it, loves it when Joonmyun tugs hard at his hair to make him go faster, loves it when Joonmyun takes off his panties later on and wraps them around Kyungsoo's cock, jerking him off.
There's comes a time when Joonmyun wears a bra, and Kyungsoo's over Joonmyun, pinning his wrists down above his head with one hand, pressing down on a bra cup with his other hand. It's an awkward position, but Joonmyun assures Kyungsoo that he's going nowhere, with a smirk on his face, and Kyungsoo wants to wipe it off him so badly. So he lets go, and he licks his lips, there's no padding in the bra cups, and Kyungsoo's able to feel Joonmyun's hard nipples beneath the fabric.
'So sensitive,' Kyungsoo murmurs as Joonmyun moans, arching against him. Kyungsoo knows what to do, knows that Joonmyun doesn't want him to take off his bra, wants him to push it up to just above his nipples and leave it there. He does that, and then he leans forward and laps at a nipple, while he cups Joonmyun through his panties, pressing down slowly.
Joonmyun lets out a needy moan, and this time, it's Kyungsoo's turn to smirk, although he knows how ridiculous it looks on his face.
Later on, Kyungsoo would make Joonmyun press his thighs together as he thrusts his cock in between them, and Joonmyun'd moan, feeling the slap of Kyungsoo's balls against the back of his thighs. When Kyungsoo's about to come, he'd make Joonmyun lie on his back, legs spread wide so he can see his thighs quivering, and then he'd come all over Joonmyun's panties and stomach. Then Joonmyun'd beg for Kyungsoo to let him come, because the rule of the game would be that Joonmyun can't touch himself, and Kyungsoo'd push Joonmyun's panties aside, careful not to uncover his cock. He'd lie between Joonmyun's legs, flick his tongue across Joonmyun's entrance, teasing him until Joonmyun's a whimpering mess, sobbing Kyungsoo's name as he comes in his panties.
It doesn't happen all the time though. Sometimes, Joonmyun sticks to wearing briefs and boxers, and Kyungsoo finds himself feeling slightly disappointed when he finds out. Joonmyun seems to know though, and he laughs at him with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, causing Kyungsoo's cheeks to flush. It hadn't been his thing in the beginning, but like Joonmyun, it had started to grow on him, and he had started to like it much more than he had expected to. The way the panties look on Joonmyun's arse. The way Joonmyun's cock bulges out in the fabric, stretching it the way it shouldn't be stretched. The way the wetness blossoms on the material as Joonmyun gets aroused, tip of his cock leaking, wetting the fabric.
'I'm so wet for you already,' Joonmyun'd say, licking his lips, and Kyungsoo's heart would stop right there and then.
They're performing on stage, and with the way Joonmyun moves, Kyungsoo can't help but wonder if he's wearing a pair of panties underneath his clothes. It's a silly thought though, and it's ridiculous to be this horny when he's supposed to be performing, so he tells himself to think normal thoughts.
After the performance is over, Kyungsoo drags Joonmyun off to an empty dressing room, slamming the door shut behind them. He makes Joonmyun stand with his back against the door because they can't lock it, and Kyungsoo fumbles with Joonmyun's trousers, much to Joonmyun's amusement. And there it is, beneath that layer of clothing, a sheer pair of panties with frills at the side.
Kyungsoo sucks Joonmyun off in record time, and Joonmyun's biting hard on his lower lip to stop himself from crying out.
When Joonmyun catches his breath, he offers to return the favour for Kyungsoo even though they both know they've run out of time, the other members will be looking for them, and Kyungsoo laughs nervously, saying that it's alright, they'll have more than enough time for that when they get back to the dormitory.
Because what Kyungsoo doesn't want Joonmyun to know is the fact that he came in his jeans just from sucking Joonmyun off while he had his panties on, and he's really happy he's got a blazer to hide it.
these are notes!
☆done for a prompt on exopromptmeme.
☆title and cut text taken from justin timberlake's strawberry bubblegum.
☆and here's the obligatory disclaimer: none of this happened, i don't own anything except for the fic and all that jazz, you know the drill.
d.o./suho / nc-17 / 1131w (crossdressing, rimming)
joonmyun likes wearing women's lingerie.
The first time their kissing goes beyond mere crotch grabbing and awkward fumbling, Kyungsoo finds himself stunned as he watches Joonmyun pull off his jeans to reveal a pair of white cotton panties, with a lovely pink bow at the crotch.
'Do you want to call me oppa too?' Kyungsoo asks, alarmed.
'I'm sorry?' Joonmyun replies, looking at Kyungsoo, puzzled. Kyungsoo looks at him, speechless, not knowing what to say. 'Unless you're into that sort of thing.'
Kyungsoo's eyes widen to past what is normally acceptable for eyeballs before they pop out. 'No, I'm not,' he says hastily.
Joonmyun looks at Kyungsoo, before looking at the tent in his jeans, then back at his face again. 'Well?'
There's a whole world of meaning in his words, and Kyungsoo knows he's hearing are you going to get on with it and you can go fuck yourself if you mind and he swallows hard before motioning for Joonmyun to come closer.
Joonmyun does, and Kyungsoo kisses him, slides his hand down the curve of his spine before he grabs Joonmyun's arse through his panties, causing him to let out a moan-squeal-squeak in the middle of their kiss.
Kyungsoo supposes that it doesn't really matter what sort of underwear Joonmyun's wearing, as long as Joonmyun's happy, he's happy. He had been apprehensive at first, but he's now used to it. At least, he thinks he is. He tells himself his heart doesn't beat faster when he sees Joonmyun in different types of underwear. Tells himself that it doesn't turn him on all that much when he sees Joonmyun in a lacy thong, with his cock hard and jutting out from the waistband because he's unable to keep it all in. Tells himself that he doesn't want to pull his cock out and rub it against Joonmyun's arse and tell him to keep those goddamned panties on when Joonmyun's wearing a striped pair.
Today, Joonmyun's wearing a frilly pair of panties underneath his jeans. The jeans had been skin tight, and Kyungsoo swallows hard, because the risk had been huge, what if other people saw the crease in the fabric, what if people knew what Joonmyun had been wearing underneath that unassuming pair of black jeans?
Kyungsoo holds the thought in his head, thinks of Joonmyun being found out as he mouths his cock through his underwear, rubs his cheek against the silky material because it feels so good. Joonmyun moans, throws his head back and bares his neck and Kyungsoo loves every bit of it, loves it when Joonmyun tugs hard at his hair to make him go faster, loves it when Joonmyun takes off his panties later on and wraps them around Kyungsoo's cock, jerking him off.
There's comes a time when Joonmyun wears a bra, and Kyungsoo's over Joonmyun, pinning his wrists down above his head with one hand, pressing down on a bra cup with his other hand. It's an awkward position, but Joonmyun assures Kyungsoo that he's going nowhere, with a smirk on his face, and Kyungsoo wants to wipe it off him so badly. So he lets go, and he licks his lips, there's no padding in the bra cups, and Kyungsoo's able to feel Joonmyun's hard nipples beneath the fabric.
'So sensitive,' Kyungsoo murmurs as Joonmyun moans, arching against him. Kyungsoo knows what to do, knows that Joonmyun doesn't want him to take off his bra, wants him to push it up to just above his nipples and leave it there. He does that, and then he leans forward and laps at a nipple, while he cups Joonmyun through his panties, pressing down slowly.
Joonmyun lets out a needy moan, and this time, it's Kyungsoo's turn to smirk, although he knows how ridiculous it looks on his face.
Later on, Kyungsoo would make Joonmyun press his thighs together as he thrusts his cock in between them, and Joonmyun'd moan, feeling the slap of Kyungsoo's balls against the back of his thighs. When Kyungsoo's about to come, he'd make Joonmyun lie on his back, legs spread wide so he can see his thighs quivering, and then he'd come all over Joonmyun's panties and stomach. Then Joonmyun'd beg for Kyungsoo to let him come, because the rule of the game would be that Joonmyun can't touch himself, and Kyungsoo'd push Joonmyun's panties aside, careful not to uncover his cock. He'd lie between Joonmyun's legs, flick his tongue across Joonmyun's entrance, teasing him until Joonmyun's a whimpering mess, sobbing Kyungsoo's name as he comes in his panties.
It doesn't happen all the time though. Sometimes, Joonmyun sticks to wearing briefs and boxers, and Kyungsoo finds himself feeling slightly disappointed when he finds out. Joonmyun seems to know though, and he laughs at him with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, causing Kyungsoo's cheeks to flush. It hadn't been his thing in the beginning, but like Joonmyun, it had started to grow on him, and he had started to like it much more than he had expected to. The way the panties look on Joonmyun's arse. The way Joonmyun's cock bulges out in the fabric, stretching it the way it shouldn't be stretched. The way the wetness blossoms on the material as Joonmyun gets aroused, tip of his cock leaking, wetting the fabric.
'I'm so wet for you already,' Joonmyun'd say, licking his lips, and Kyungsoo's heart would stop right there and then.
They're performing on stage, and with the way Joonmyun moves, Kyungsoo can't help but wonder if he's wearing a pair of panties underneath his clothes. It's a silly thought though, and it's ridiculous to be this horny when he's supposed to be performing, so he tells himself to think normal thoughts.
After the performance is over, Kyungsoo drags Joonmyun off to an empty dressing room, slamming the door shut behind them. He makes Joonmyun stand with his back against the door because they can't lock it, and Kyungsoo fumbles with Joonmyun's trousers, much to Joonmyun's amusement. And there it is, beneath that layer of clothing, a sheer pair of panties with frills at the side.
Kyungsoo sucks Joonmyun off in record time, and Joonmyun's biting hard on his lower lip to stop himself from crying out.
When Joonmyun catches his breath, he offers to return the favour for Kyungsoo even though they both know they've run out of time, the other members will be looking for them, and Kyungsoo laughs nervously, saying that it's alright, they'll have more than enough time for that when they get back to the dormitory.
Because what Kyungsoo doesn't want Joonmyun to know is the fact that he came in his jeans just from sucking Joonmyun off while he had his panties on, and he's really happy he's got a blazer to hide it.
these are notes!
☆done for a prompt on exopromptmeme.
☆title and cut text taken from justin timberlake's strawberry bubblegum.
☆and here's the obligatory disclaimer: none of this happened, i don't own anything except for the fic and all that jazz, you know the drill.