Chocolate Soufflé [ 2 / 2 ]
daejong
m | romance, smut | oneshot
PART 1
Jongup exhaled slowly as he stood in front of Daehyun's house at the evening of his birthday. He had decided to wear casual, but neat clothes, black jeans and a white shirt under a simple blue sweater and a dark jacket. Raising his hand, he rang the bell and waited, even though he knew that the spare key was were it was always hidden. For once, he wanted to do this properly. As soon as the door opened, Jongup pulled the small bouquet of flowers out from behind his back. A smile flickered over Daehyun's face.
"Flowers? I thought this is your birthday?"
"I-yes, but... um... well, I haven't been on a date in an embarrassingly long time, so bear with me being awkward, okay?"
"Don't worry," Daehyun laughed lightly, stepping aside and allowing the younger to come inside where it was warmer. "At least you have been on dates before."
"You haven't?"
Daehyun shook his head as he took Jongup's jacket and put it over a hook next to the door before leading him into the living room, quickly finding a slim vase for the flowers in one of the cabinets.
"Me, on dates? I tried to attract attention as little as possible, do you really think anyone ever asked me out?"
They both settled on the couch like the usually would, only this time all the food was already prepared, a surprise especially made for Jongup's birthday. The younger smiled as he let his eyes wander over the coffee table.
"That means I am your first?" he asked after a moment, looking at Daehyun just in time to see a deep red blush rise on his cheeks and he cleared his throat. "I mean, I don't mean it like that, I'm... I mean your first date, and not... um..."
"Well yes," Daehyun said softly, busying himself with filling the two plates in front of them while obviously willing his blush to calm down. "My first date."
Jongup just nodded, giving him a warm smile before starting to eat. Daehyun had prepared chicken similar to what he had made not to long ago at the restaurant, the ever so slight taste of almonds filling his mouth. The dessert consisted of vanilla ice cream and chocolate soufflé together with sweet hot raspberries. It was a simple dessert, but exactly what Jongup's mom would always make on his birthdays. The older must've found it in the old recipe book.
"This is really perfect," he praised, watching a happy smile curl around Daehyun's lips.
"I wasn't too sure if I did it right, but..."
"Trust me, it tastes great!" Jongup grinned and Daehyun smiled a bit wider at that.
They talked for a while, mostly about Jongup's childhood and his previous birthdays and how his mom used to send him to pick his raspberries in the garden the day before she would prepare his favorite dessert.
After Daehyun cleaned the dishes, making Jongup watch because this was his birthday and he wasn't supposed to work, they sat on the couch again, enjoying the warmth of a fireplace while flipping through the pages of the recipe book. Jongup had a story for every recipe and comment written on the pages in his mom's neat hand writing, and Daehyun was eager to listen, stating that the story of a recipe was one of the most important ingredients and swatting the side of Jongup's head when the younger complained about how half of his cooking lessons were actually history lessons.
The later it got, the more Jongup found himself staring at Daehyun, occasionally even spacing out from their conversation. When Daehyun waved his hand in front of his face, obviously trying to snap him back into reality, he couldn't take it any longer. He surprised both of them by suddenly cupping Daehyun's cheeks and pulling him closer into a longing kiss.
Daehyun froze for a moment, then Jongup felt him relax into the kiss, replying by slowly kissing him back. Daehyun's lips felt soft and perfect, still carrying the faint sweetness of ice cream and raspberries and another warm taste that could only be described as Daehyun himself. The older didn't pull back when Jongup gently slipped his tongue past his lips and into his mouth, opening up a bit wider and tilting his head a bit, allowing the younger to slowly and curiously discover every surface of the wet cavern. When he pulled back, they were both panting softly and Daehyun licked his lips, looking at him with a somewhat nervous expression on his face.
"Jongup, I'm... D-do you want your b-birthday present?"
Jongup ended up accidentially crashing Daehyun's back into the fridge on their clumsy way to the bedroom. Neither of them really cared though, as it allowed them to deepen their open-mouthed, bruising kisses, breathing raspy pants against each others lips while hands were eagerly tugged at clothing that felt too unnecessary, too constricting.
Jongup's sweater and shirt quickly fell to the floor, soon joined by Daehyun's grey jeans, the buckle of his belt clicking loudly against the cool terracotta tiles of the kitchen. The older groaned faintly into the kiss when Jongup pushed his backside against the marble counter, hoisting his legs up by his thighs and wrapping them around his waist. Something tipped over the edge of the counter and fell down, the sound of shattering porcelain resounding in the kitchen, but for once Daehyun didn't mind.
Not at all, not with the way Jongup was trailing soft kisses and gentle bites down his neck. The younger pressed his fingers into the warm flesh of Daehyun's thighs before moving his hands up, slowly unbuttoning the white dress shirt he was wearing and worshipping every newly exposed patch of skin with gentle kisses. Soft mewls were slipping over Daehyun's lips as he arched his body, hands trying to find something to hold onto, fingers curling against the smooth marble.
"J-jongup..."
The younger felt a shudder run down his spine as he heard his own name falling off Daehyun's lips in such a breathy and sexy way, the sound alone setting his skin on fire and making his heart thump rapidly in his chest. He pushed the now completely open dress shirt over Daehyun's shoulders and down to his elbows, leaving it there as he pulled back just far enough to get a proper look, taking in the way the older was sitting on the counter, cheeks flushed and lips slightly parted.
"You look way~ too sexy for your own good," Jongup said slowly and Daehyun rolled his bottom lip between his teeth, the sight causing Jongup's jeans to tighten almost uncomfortably.
He let the pads of his fingers run down Daehyun's exposed body, stopping only for a second when they brushed against the soft fabric of Daehyun's boxers. He glanced up at the older, silently asking for permission that was given to him with a timid nod and a smile. Without wasting another second he pulled the piece of clothing off Daehyun's hips and down long slender legs, carelessly dropping them to the floor on top of the pile of clothes littering the tiles. Jongup immediately returned to his previous spot between the older's legs, smirking when he heard the whiny moan that slipped over Daehyun's lips when the rough fabric of Jongup's jeans rubbed against his crotch.
"Jongup, p-please..."
"Please what, Daehyunnie?"
"Please-ah!" The older gasped when Jongup flicked his tongue against one of his nipples, teasingly rolling the other under his thumb. "Jong... Jongup~"
"Sshhh."
The younger decided to not tease Daehyun any longer, pulling back and hesitating for a second, giving Daehyun a questioning look. He obviously understood without him having to say anything, pointing at the shelf behind him, smiling shyly. He nodded, letting go of Daehyun just for a moment to retrieve a small bottle of clear liquid. He was back between Daehyun's legs in no time, his whole being aching to feel the heat of Daehyun's body and smell the scent of his smooth skin. The older was stretched out invitingly on top of the marble counter, chest rising and falling rapidly.
Drops of thick, clear liquid hit the tiles when Jongup covered his fingers with lube, soon pressing his body up against Daehyun's again, moving his hand between his legs. He occupied the older with deep kisses while prepping him as quickly and at the same time as gently as possible. Daehyun was mewling and gasping faintly with every thrust and curl of his fingers, barely able to pull away from the kiss long enough to make Jongup stop.
"J-jongup, I'm... begging you-ah... p-please~"
"As you wish, Daehyunnie..."
Jongup smiled, keeping his fingers inside Daehyun for a second longer for good measure, feeling the tight heat clench around his digits before pulling back and shakily fumbling around with the belt of his jeans. Daehyun let out a breathy chuckle as he slapped his hands away and helped him with swift motions, pushing his jeans and boxers down his hips just far enough to free his aching erection. The younger groaned when Daehyun wrapped slender fingers around the base, jerking him slowly and leaning into a longing kiss. The older male's voice was hoarse with need when he whispered against his lips.
"Fuck... me, please."
Without wasting a second thought, Jongup poured more lube into his palm, slicking his length up and pushing Daehyun to lie down completely on his back, stretched over the counter with his legs spread and wrapped around Jongup's narrow waist. The younger male's hands brushed up his thighs to hold onto Daehyun's protruding hip bones, pulling him closer and aligning himself, making sure to look right into his eyes as he pushed into him as carefully as possible. Daehyun exhaled a breathy moan, a tone of agony underlying the sound, but as soon as Jongup was buried to the hilt, he felt him relax quickly.
They started out at a rather slow, gentle pace, bodies moving together in perfect synch after just a few seconds, eyes not leaving each other as gasps and moans filled the room.
Daehyun arched his body off the cool marble surface of the counter, trying to push his hips down to meet Jongup's thrusts, hands holding onto the bottom edge of the counter to keep his body from being pushed up more and more. Jongup could tell that Daehyun was trying hard not to be too loud, and he licked his lips, deciding to try and coax the sounds out of the older. He leaned down, starting to spread kisses and lovebites all over Daehyun's exposed neck and chest, smirking when more and more moans and gasps slipped over his lips.
It took him just a handful more kisses and a few experimental shifts of his hips until a loud cry of pleasure ripped from Daehyun's throat, leaving him panting and whimpering, begging him with words and eyes to go faster, and Jongup did just that.
One of Daehyun's hands left the edge of the marble, moving up to hold onto Jongup's biceps, nails digging into the skin stretching over muscles tense from holding the older's hips down on the counter. Jongup didn't even feel it, too distracted by the mindblowing heat and tightness surrounding his cock, sucking him back in everytime he pulled out. Pleasure was coursing wildly through his veins, the sight of Daehyun's slender body against the white marble of the kitchen counter making his blood boil in his guts, pleasant pressure coiling intensely.
Jongup unwrapped Daehyun's legs from his waist and hoisted them up to his shoulder before picking up speed, soon falling into an almost frantic, erratic rhythm, the crude sound of skin slapping against skin bouncing of all the walls of the room, only drowned out by Daehyun's moans and cries of pleasure. Jongup could see tears pooling in the corners of his eyes, both of his hands now holding tightly onto the younger's biceps, his body rolling against him, trying to get as much friction, as much pleasure as possible.
"J-ah~ Jong... up, I'm... c-can I... Jongup~"
"Me too, yes..."
Jongup's reply was nothing more than a hoarse whisper against Daehyun's neck, teeth sinking into the soft skin until a deep violet was blooming on his neck. He felt the older man's body convulse underneath him, almost breathless cries and pleas slipping over his lips, his blunt nails digging tiny crescents into his biceps before slowly raking down over his skin. Jongup was sure that they left long red scratches behind, but he could feel how his own fingers were digging deeply into the soft flesh of Daehyun's waist and hips, so it was all fair, in the end.
He kept his cock lodged against Daehyun's prostate, feeling him unravel rapidly in front of him until his slender body was violently arching off the marble top, a broken cry of Jongup's name spilling from his lips as he came hard between their bodies, tremors of pleasure wrecking through every cell of his being.
The sight and the intense heat surrounding his length finally pushed Jongup over the edge as he kept thrusting into Daehyun, seconds later spilling himself inside the older's tightness with blotches of white framing his vision, groaning raspily against Daehyun's neck before letting his thrusts slowly come to a complete stop. For a few long moments, nothing but their exhausted breaths could be heard in the otherwise silent kitchen.
Jongup rested his forehead against Daehyun's chest, before pressing gentle kisses all over the hot skin, looking up when he felt the older look at him. A smile was curling around full lips and Jongup couldn't help but lean up into a gentle kiss. He carefully put down Daehyun's legs to wrap them around his waist again, slipping one arm under his body and pulling him up into a half sitting position. He felt Daehyun's hands move from his arms to tangle his fingers into his hair, and in return Jongup let his palms slowly wander over Daehyun's body under the dress shirt that was still hanging on his arms. He pulled it up and over his shoulder again, hearing the buckle of his belt click against the counter when he stepped a bit closer to Daehyun. It was the older who finally broke the kiss, looking at him out of dark, warm eyes.
"H-happy birthday..."
The slight stutter in his hoarse voice made Jongup smile immediately, letting his lips brush against Daehyun's a few times more for good measure.
"Thank you," he replied softly after a moment. "That was... the best present ever."
Daehyun chuckled lightly, a now familiar red rising on his cheeks as he lowered his eyes, rolling his lips between his teeth again. Jongup kissed him once more before slowly pulling out, watching how a bit of cum slowly dripped down the edge of the counter top.
"We eat here," Daehyun murmured and Jongup smiled, gently pulling him down from the counter.
"We can clean up later... does shower sound good, for now?"
"You know, I have a hot tub."
"I love you."
For a moment, both of them stared at each other in stunned silence, taking a bit of time to actually come to terms with this new situation. After another second or two, Daehyun smiled a wide smile, taking Jongup's hand and slowly pulling him out of the kitchen and towards the bathroom.
"I might love you too, Jongup."
"Might?"
"It depends."
"On what?"
Daehyun tilted his head as he stopped in the door frame to the bathroom, turning around to Jongup and pulling him a bit closer to whisper against his lips.
"First rule, Jongup, you can't cook a good meal until you made it at least twice."
Jongup laughed lightly, wordlessly pushing Daehyun into the bathroom and over to the hot tub.