Costumes
Costumes
Myungsoo/Sungjong
NC-17
lol pwp my first time ever srry for anything that i do wrong >__
“Can you calm down, Kim Myungsoo,” Sungjong gasped exasperatedly as Myungsoo’s hands gripped his behind tightly, pushing him down to the floor and against the wall as he sucked on Sungjong’s neck. He let out a small moan as Myungsoo released himself from his neck, smiling as he looked at his handiwork, the deep scarlet of his mark against Sungjong’s neck.
“No,” Myungsoo grunted, capturing Sungjong’s lips in a rough kiss. Lips against lips, Myungsoo pushed his tongue inside Sungjong’s cavern, seeking it open to meet Sungjong’s own tongue in a battle for dominance.
They continued kissing as Myungsoo brought his hand to under Sungjong’s skirt, swiftly removing his black lacy underwear. Sungjong gasped against Myungsoo’s mouth as air hit his lower regions, as Myungsoo lifted the fabric of the dress towards Sungjong’s waist as he groped the younger’s ass cheeks, pushing pale, pale thighs apart as he placed himself inbetween them.
“You’re-” Sungjong said, voice muffled against Myungsoo’s kisses, “really eager today,” he finished, pushing the older off him and leaning against the wall as he gathered more oxygen. He wiped the saliva hanging from his mouth with the back of his hand, chuckling. He cocked his head to the side, asking cheekily “do maid uniforms turn you on that much?”
“Shut up,” Myungsoo said, moving his right hand away from Sungjong’s ass to take a bottle of lube out of Sungjong’s apron. “You are too, did you think I didn’t see this hidden in the closet?”
“You ruin all of my surpri- shit,” Sungjong replied as Myungsoo slicked his fingers with lubricant, pressing two fingers into Sungjong’s hole, moving them in and out, scissoring them back and forth in a circular motion to stretch him, the other hand had moved upwards and pinched and twirled Sungjong’s perky nipples. “Hey, stop.”
“What.”
Sungjong pushed Myungsoo away to create some space inbetween them, and Myungsoo made a low growl at the back of his throat at the loss of contact. He leaned down and rubbed his mouth against Myungsoo’s covered member, smiling at how hard it was, before looking up at Myungsoo in the eyes and saying, in the most psuedo-innocent voice he could do, “Would you like me to service you, master?”
“Fuck,” was all Myungsoo could reply as Sungjong unzipped his pants, cradling his rock-hard cock in his soft hands, his long fingers wrapped around it as if was the most precious thing ever. Fuck his fetish for costumes, fuck Sungjong for knowing about it.
From his balls to the head of his cock, Sungjong left a trail of soft kisses. Once he had reached the tip, he engulfed the entire length into his mouth, feeling the tip hit the back of his throat. Thank the heavens he had no gag reflex.
Then, he hallowed his cheeks and bobbed his head up and down, tongue swirling around the cock as he moved back and forth along with his left hand, the right one massaging his lover’s balls, sucking with as much care and delicacy as he could.
“Shit, shit, I’m-“
“Oh no you aren’t,” Sungjong said, falling out of character. He wrapped his fingers around the base of his dick, stopping the older from coming. He straddled himself on top of Myungsoo, spreading his legs apart to position himself, moving the skirt upwards again to get it out of the way, and Myungsoo was given the sight of Sungjong’s hard member, precum leaking out of its tip. “Master,” he said again, pushing his ass down and taking in Myungsoo’s cock. He winced a bit from pain, but once he had adjusted, he began bouncing up and down, rolling his hips to rub downwards more into Myungsoo’s dick until he was balls deep, moaning as he did so.
“Fucking h-,” Myungsoo growled and losing his feelings of dominance, his fingers grabbed Sungjong’s ass and lifted the younger up, pushing him against the wall. He brought one of the younger’s legs and lifted them above his shoulder as the other rested around his waist, and he began to move his hips into the younger, creating a pace, pumping Sungjong’s cock along to it.
“Ah, a-h, ahh-,” Sungjong moaned, pressed up against the wall, the older moving inside him, angling his hips to hit his prostate. Feeling his body being pleasured so much, he bit into Myungsoo’s collarbones, releasing his screams into the older’s chest as he left a matching hickey there.
Myungsoo angled his head into Sungjong’s, kissing him roughly as he thrusted into Sungjong, in and out, to the left a bit and to the right a bit, back and forth, fast and slow and faster and slower and even faster, “Fuck, I’m going to-,”
“Me too,” Sungjong said as he came, squrting into Myungsoo’s hand and the fabric of the costume, the white of come making strings onto his dress. Myungsoo came soon after, his cock pumping and pumping hot, white semen into Sungjong’s hole, filling it up.
He pulled himself out of Sungjong and let the other’s feet wobble onto the ground, gravity making cum leak out of his hole and inbetween his thighs, sticky and wet.
Myungsoo’s arms went around Sungjong’s smaller frame, hugging the life out of the younger, his face buried into the crook of his neck, sweaty body relaxing as he smelt the calming scent of Sungjong’s shampoo.
“I love you, and this was really hot, but-,” Myungsoo began before he was cut off.
“No more maids, right?” Sungjong said, laughing.
“Yeah.”
“What about police? I think I’ll be a good police officer, commanding and all that,” he said eyes twinkling.
“Maybe,” Myungsoo laughed, taking his face out of Sungjong’s neck, moving it to kiss his lips.
Myungsoo/Sungjong
NC-17
lol pwp my first time ever srry for anything that i do wrong >__
“Can you calm down, Kim Myungsoo,” Sungjong gasped exasperatedly as Myungsoo’s hands gripped his behind tightly, pushing him down to the floor and against the wall as he sucked on Sungjong’s neck. He let out a small moan as Myungsoo released himself from his neck, smiling as he looked at his handiwork, the deep scarlet of his mark against Sungjong’s neck.
“No,” Myungsoo grunted, capturing Sungjong’s lips in a rough kiss. Lips against lips, Myungsoo pushed his tongue inside Sungjong’s cavern, seeking it open to meet Sungjong’s own tongue in a battle for dominance.
They continued kissing as Myungsoo brought his hand to under Sungjong’s skirt, swiftly removing his black lacy underwear. Sungjong gasped against Myungsoo’s mouth as air hit his lower regions, as Myungsoo lifted the fabric of the dress towards Sungjong’s waist as he groped the younger’s ass cheeks, pushing pale, pale thighs apart as he placed himself inbetween them.
“You’re-” Sungjong said, voice muffled against Myungsoo’s kisses, “really eager today,” he finished, pushing the older off him and leaning against the wall as he gathered more oxygen. He wiped the saliva hanging from his mouth with the back of his hand, chuckling. He cocked his head to the side, asking cheekily “do maid uniforms turn you on that much?”
“Shut up,” Myungsoo said, moving his right hand away from Sungjong’s ass to take a bottle of lube out of Sungjong’s apron. “You are too, did you think I didn’t see this hidden in the closet?”
“You ruin all of my surpri- shit,” Sungjong replied as Myungsoo slicked his fingers with lubricant, pressing two fingers into Sungjong’s hole, moving them in and out, scissoring them back and forth in a circular motion to stretch him, the other hand had moved upwards and pinched and twirled Sungjong’s perky nipples. “Hey, stop.”
“What.”
Sungjong pushed Myungsoo away to create some space inbetween them, and Myungsoo made a low growl at the back of his throat at the loss of contact. He leaned down and rubbed his mouth against Myungsoo’s covered member, smiling at how hard it was, before looking up at Myungsoo in the eyes and saying, in the most psuedo-innocent voice he could do, “Would you like me to service you, master?”
“Fuck,” was all Myungsoo could reply as Sungjong unzipped his pants, cradling his rock-hard cock in his soft hands, his long fingers wrapped around it as if was the most precious thing ever. Fuck his fetish for costumes, fuck Sungjong for knowing about it.
From his balls to the head of his cock, Sungjong left a trail of soft kisses. Once he had reached the tip, he engulfed the entire length into his mouth, feeling the tip hit the back of his throat. Thank the heavens he had no gag reflex.
Then, he hallowed his cheeks and bobbed his head up and down, tongue swirling around the cock as he moved back and forth along with his left hand, the right one massaging his lover’s balls, sucking with as much care and delicacy as he could.
“Shit, shit, I’m-“
“Oh no you aren’t,” Sungjong said, falling out of character. He wrapped his fingers around the base of his dick, stopping the older from coming. He straddled himself on top of Myungsoo, spreading his legs apart to position himself, moving the skirt upwards again to get it out of the way, and Myungsoo was given the sight of Sungjong’s hard member, precum leaking out of its tip. “Master,” he said again, pushing his ass down and taking in Myungsoo’s cock. He winced a bit from pain, but once he had adjusted, he began bouncing up and down, rolling his hips to rub downwards more into Myungsoo’s dick until he was balls deep, moaning as he did so.
“Fucking h-,” Myungsoo growled and losing his feelings of dominance, his fingers grabbed Sungjong’s ass and lifted the younger up, pushing him against the wall. He brought one of the younger’s legs and lifted them above his shoulder as the other rested around his waist, and he began to move his hips into the younger, creating a pace, pumping Sungjong’s cock along to it.
“Ah, a-h, ahh-,” Sungjong moaned, pressed up against the wall, the older moving inside him, angling his hips to hit his prostate. Feeling his body being pleasured so much, he bit into Myungsoo’s collarbones, releasing his screams into the older’s chest as he left a matching hickey there.
Myungsoo angled his head into Sungjong’s, kissing him roughly as he thrusted into Sungjong, in and out, to the left a bit and to the right a bit, back and forth, fast and slow and faster and slower and even faster, “Fuck, I’m going to-,”
“Me too,” Sungjong said as he came, squrting into Myungsoo’s hand and the fabric of the costume, the white of come making strings onto his dress. Myungsoo came soon after, his cock pumping and pumping hot, white semen into Sungjong’s hole, filling it up.
He pulled himself out of Sungjong and let the other’s feet wobble onto the ground, gravity making cum leak out of his hole and inbetween his thighs, sticky and wet.
Myungsoo’s arms went around Sungjong’s smaller frame, hugging the life out of the younger, his face buried into the crook of his neck, sweaty body relaxing as he smelt the calming scent of Sungjong’s shampoo.
“I love you, and this was really hot, but-,” Myungsoo began before he was cut off.
“No more maids, right?” Sungjong said, laughing.
“Yeah.”
“What about police? I think I’ll be a good police officer, commanding and all that,” he said eyes twinkling.
“Maybe,” Myungsoo laughed, taking his face out of Sungjong’s neck, moving it to kiss his lips.