Winter Sonata
Taoris; fluff, smut; NC-17; 820w
so I wrote a thing because FUCKHAJA.
1 of 2.(one of two reqs, no sequel)
unbeta'd cuz i'm tired :(
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The city has turned into frost, the rooftops white, sparkling under the sun, and the melting ice have become icicles on the edge of the window outside, drip, drip, dripping onto the freshly shoveled sidewalk fourteen stories down from the hotel room Tao and Kris had checked into the night before.
It’s been awhile that they’ve been together, just the two of them, away from the office, away from the stress of city lights, pollution and the clacking of heels rushing to work in the morning through the streets of Beijing. It’s nice, Tao thought, and indeed it was, it was nice to wake up to the frost outside and the silent gusting of the wind through the tall pine tree whose tip peeped outside.
Tao wasn’t done admiring the silent winter morning when Kris’ warm arm wrapped around his middle, his forehead pressing against his nape. The corners of Tao’s lips curved up just so, a little smile to greet the warmth that engulfed his body as he was pulled closer to the naked chest of his lover. Last night they’ve made love in the beautiful hotel room, and this morning they will again, because that’s what they’ve been missing the whole time they’ve drowned themselves in work and traffic jams.
Gently, Kris lifted his head, kissing Tao’s nape, pressing his palm right on Tao’s navel, pulling him close, and the soft duvet caressing them made their skin tingle.
“Mn….good morning,” Tao greeted softly, pressing himself on Kris’ hard chest.
“Good morning, beautiful,” Kris whispered right on his ear and Tao couldn’t hide the blush on his cheeks, nor the shiver that ran down his spine which Kris surely felt because he chuckled and kissed the younger man’s earlobe.
Kris had moods, when they had sex. Sometimes, he was a beast, gripping hard on Tao’s hips and pounding into him, almost breaking Tao in half as the headboard dug dents on the walls. Sometimes he liked quickies, fast, efficient, leaving Tao buzzing as he stepped out of the bathroom of their office.
But there were times like this morning, when Kris felt vanilla, kissing Tao softly everywhere, the top of his head, letting the soft strands of hair tickle his nose as he moved down, kissing the back of Tao’s ears, nipping the lobe. Kris liked spoiling Tao with kisses and Tao didn't mind being drowned by them.
Kris slowly reached down and gripped the base of Tao’s cock, already half hard from his ministrations. He bucked his hips a little on Tao’s ass, to find himself half hard as well, the soft skin smooth on the head of Kris’ dick.
Kris didn’t wait, and neither did Tao as the older of the two took his hand from Tao’s cock to wrap around his own, guiding it to the still stretched hole of Tao. Kris pressed in and Tao gasped because, really, he can never get used to how good Kris felt even if he wasn’t even that buried in him yet, and he knew he’d never get used to this, to his girth, to his length, it always felt amazing, and he’ll always want more.
So he pushed back, until they’ve built a good rhythm, Tao pushing back and Kris rocking his hips, feeling his cock completely be engulfed by Tao’s walls and it was always so tight, always so warm and smooth.
It wasn’t long before Kris started to pick up the pace, Tao bending on his side, pulling his legs up and pushing back, fucking himself on Kris’ cock as much as he could. Kris pulled his legs apart awhile later, spreading Tao’s legs, one up in the air, the duvet falling, and the other pressed on the bed.
Kris’ cock started to piston hard and fast into Tao and Tao knew then that he was close. The warmth of Kris’ chest left his back and he knew the older man was trying to---
“Ah shit!!!” Tao whimpered as Kris changed the angle, his hips the only ones attached to Tao as his cock pressed ever so gently and felt oh so good on Tao’s prostate. “Yes,” Tao whimpered and fisted as his own cock, stroking himself at Kris’ pace until he screamed out Kris’ name, hearing it resonate through the room as a strong gush of wind rustled the pine outside, he came, spurting strings and strings of cum on the bed and the duvet as he kept fucking himself weakly back on Kris’ cock.
Kris let out a loud groan, his hips stuttered and Tao felt a rush of warmth coat his walls.
“Mm….” he moaned and Kris shivered.
Kris pressed himself back on Tao, sniffing the younger man’s hair, his arm back around Tao’s waist, but his cock still buried deep.
“Ready to go skiing today, princess?” Kris mumbled in Tao’s hair and Tao giggled and nodded.
so I wrote a thing because FUCKHAJA.
1 of 2.(one of two reqs, no sequel)
unbeta'd cuz i'm tired :(
---
The city has turned into frost, the rooftops white, sparkling under the sun, and the melting ice have become icicles on the edge of the window outside, drip, drip, dripping onto the freshly shoveled sidewalk fourteen stories down from the hotel room Tao and Kris had checked into the night before.
It’s been awhile that they’ve been together, just the two of them, away from the office, away from the stress of city lights, pollution and the clacking of heels rushing to work in the morning through the streets of Beijing. It’s nice, Tao thought, and indeed it was, it was nice to wake up to the frost outside and the silent gusting of the wind through the tall pine tree whose tip peeped outside.
Tao wasn’t done admiring the silent winter morning when Kris’ warm arm wrapped around his middle, his forehead pressing against his nape. The corners of Tao’s lips curved up just so, a little smile to greet the warmth that engulfed his body as he was pulled closer to the naked chest of his lover. Last night they’ve made love in the beautiful hotel room, and this morning they will again, because that’s what they’ve been missing the whole time they’ve drowned themselves in work and traffic jams.
Gently, Kris lifted his head, kissing Tao’s nape, pressing his palm right on Tao’s navel, pulling him close, and the soft duvet caressing them made their skin tingle.
“Mn….good morning,” Tao greeted softly, pressing himself on Kris’ hard chest.
“Good morning, beautiful,” Kris whispered right on his ear and Tao couldn’t hide the blush on his cheeks, nor the shiver that ran down his spine which Kris surely felt because he chuckled and kissed the younger man’s earlobe.
Kris had moods, when they had sex. Sometimes, he was a beast, gripping hard on Tao’s hips and pounding into him, almost breaking Tao in half as the headboard dug dents on the walls. Sometimes he liked quickies, fast, efficient, leaving Tao buzzing as he stepped out of the bathroom of their office.
But there were times like this morning, when Kris felt vanilla, kissing Tao softly everywhere, the top of his head, letting the soft strands of hair tickle his nose as he moved down, kissing the back of Tao’s ears, nipping the lobe. Kris liked spoiling Tao with kisses and Tao didn't mind being drowned by them.
Kris slowly reached down and gripped the base of Tao’s cock, already half hard from his ministrations. He bucked his hips a little on Tao’s ass, to find himself half hard as well, the soft skin smooth on the head of Kris’ dick.
Kris didn’t wait, and neither did Tao as the older of the two took his hand from Tao’s cock to wrap around his own, guiding it to the still stretched hole of Tao. Kris pressed in and Tao gasped because, really, he can never get used to how good Kris felt even if he wasn’t even that buried in him yet, and he knew he’d never get used to this, to his girth, to his length, it always felt amazing, and he’ll always want more.
So he pushed back, until they’ve built a good rhythm, Tao pushing back and Kris rocking his hips, feeling his cock completely be engulfed by Tao’s walls and it was always so tight, always so warm and smooth.
It wasn’t long before Kris started to pick up the pace, Tao bending on his side, pulling his legs up and pushing back, fucking himself on Kris’ cock as much as he could. Kris pulled his legs apart awhile later, spreading Tao’s legs, one up in the air, the duvet falling, and the other pressed on the bed.
Kris’ cock started to piston hard and fast into Tao and Tao knew then that he was close. The warmth of Kris’ chest left his back and he knew the older man was trying to---
“Ah shit!!!” Tao whimpered as Kris changed the angle, his hips the only ones attached to Tao as his cock pressed ever so gently and felt oh so good on Tao’s prostate. “Yes,” Tao whimpered and fisted as his own cock, stroking himself at Kris’ pace until he screamed out Kris’ name, hearing it resonate through the room as a strong gush of wind rustled the pine outside, he came, spurting strings and strings of cum on the bed and the duvet as he kept fucking himself weakly back on Kris’ cock.
Kris let out a loud groan, his hips stuttered and Tao felt a rush of warmth coat his walls.
“Mm….” he moaned and Kris shivered.
Kris pressed himself back on Tao, sniffing the younger man’s hair, his arm back around Tao’s waist, but his cock still buried deep.
“Ready to go skiing today, princess?” Kris mumbled in Tao’s hair and Tao giggled and nodded.