stalls
stalls
chanyeol/d.o, sehun/baekhyun
smut ; nc-17
blowjobs
these two are just too adorable! and here i go, ruining the ship... for mywookness
“Kyungsoo-ah,” Chanyeol calls, running his fingers through his curly, light brown hair as he enters the lead singer’s room. He doesn’t knock or anything; they’ve been living close to each other, along with Baekhyun, for a few years now, practicing and eating cheap pork for dinner every night, so he doesn’t even think about Kyungsoo’s ‘privacy’ anymore.
The lead singer looks up from his phone, his wide eyes like saucers, filled with wonder. His hair is wet and tousled and his white wife-beater sticks to his chest. His pale skin from not being outside much since their debut sticks out because of the see through-ness of the white shirt. His beautiful eyes are rimmed and framed by the glistening eyelashes that dance in the mid-afternoon sun.
Little Chanyeol unexpectedly responds with a jump as Kyungsoo cocks his head, opens his plump, adorable lips, and asks, “Yes, Chanyeollie-hyung?” He swallows the thick ball in his throat as he coughs, trying his best to look anywhere but the beautiful lips, or the wide eyes. They just make him imagine of the lips around his cock-the pretty eyes watching him as he sucks him off.
And Chanyeol runs out of the room before Kyungsoo can ask anything else.
- -
It isn’t much of a surprise to Baekhyun when he admits his sexual frustrations. The main singer brushes his bangs from his eyes, a small smile pulled at his lips as Chanyeol paces throughout their shared room. He chuckles after a while, stating that, “getting a boy like Kyungsoo-ah shouldn’t be that hard.”
Chanyeol turns to him and glares at him with the best look he can muster. “Not everyone is like Sehun-ah! Not everyone you can bring to the bath house every week and they’ll be smitten with you! It’s not how Kyungsoo works! He’s much more complicated, layer upon layer of emotion.” He’s moving his hands up and down the whole time.
“One-stop the hand movements. You look like Joonmyun-hyung,” Baekhyun interrupts, “And two, if he’s so complex and you seem to know so much about him, why don’t you bring him out to do things that he would like? Sure, maybe not everyone likes bath houses, but it worked for Sehun because it created a routine. I doubt Kyungsoo is any different-everyone loves routine. Make something that only you can share, start it from there.” Baekhyun nods, before hitting Chanyeol’s shoulder and walking away, and pulling out his phone to call Sehun.
Chanyeol pouts before grabbing his phone and texting Kyungsoo, asking him if he wants to go see a movie-he could pick.
Thirty seconds later, a text comes back from Kyungsoo:
Sure, hyung ^^
And Chanyeol’s heart skips a beat or two-he isn’t counting. He’s jumping around the dorm excitedly, rather.
- -
Kyungsoo hums the soundtrack to the movie as they exit the theater, still munching on some popcorn. It’s the fifteenth movie, and fans have now gotten used to the two going out to see movies together, showing fan-cams of them exiting the same theater, night after night-Kyungsoo always eating the remaining popcorn with a cute smile on his face that Chanyeol can’t help but smile so much at.
“I didn’t like the movie,” Kyungsoo said, “The girl creepied me out.” He turns to Chanyeol and he nods. Sure, the main female character was a little odd, wearing all those tight clothes and her large eyes that must have been altered somehow, and a fake nose, or face really. Kyungsoo smirks and raises an eyebrow, much like the woman, and wiggles his finger, beckoning Chanyeol to the washroom, much like the female in the story.
Chanyeol laughs but follows him into the tight bathroom.
“Gotta go to the washroom,” Kyungsoo apologizes, and quickly scurries off to one of the bathroom stalls, “You can go out and call Joonmyun-hyung or Baekhyun-hyung to pick us up. I forget who said they would.” Chanyeol nods and washes his hands, sitting on the countertop near the sinks, swinging his legs back and forth, his boot heels kicking the bottom. He’s about to leave and call when he hears a whine coming from the bathroom stall.
“Kyungsoo-ah?” Chanyeol asks worriedly. He jumps off where he’s sitting to knock on the bathroom stall while trying to work the door.
“No hyung-I’m fine!” Kyungsoo whines again, and that’s enough for Chanyeol to run and jump, kicking the door right off its hinges. He sees Kyungsoo sitting on the toilet, one hand up to cover his face, the other around his cock, slick with pre-cum.
Any cute thoughts that Chanyeol had for Kyungsoo disappear quickly as he takes a step closer by habit, turning his head to the side. Kyungsoo fidgets, trying to cross his legs, but Chanyeol grabs his left knee and opens his legs painfully slow, lunging down as he takes his next step.
Chanyeol isn’t impatient, and takes Kyungsoo’s leaking cock in his mouth, all the way in, his tongue swirling around. He follows up the vein, pulls away, and sucks on the head, his eyes closing, not daring to look up into Kyungsoo’s wide, deep eyes. He moves up on his knees, rubbing his erection against Kyungsoo’s shins, as he pokes his tongue into the slit, sucking up the pre-cum that drips out slowly and runs down his throat.
“Hyung-” He gets interrupted as Chanyeol deep-throats him, and Kyungsoo grabs his shoulders, pulling him even closer, his eyes closing and his lips parting to create a perfect ‘o’. When Chanyeol pulls away, Kyungsoo dares open his eyes.
Chanyeol’s excited, working his cock to get him to come as soon as possible, and it almost feels like he’s being ripped in two, a heat pooling in his stomach.
He finally comes not a few seconds later. Chanyeol smiles and swallows it down, before grabbing the soft penis and tucking it back into his pants. He kisses him slowly, letting their tongues mingle and mesh, before pulling away and smiling at the younger member.
“If you ever need any help, feel free to ask, Kyungsoo-ah.”
chanyeol/d.o, sehun/baekhyun
smut ; nc-17
blowjobs
these two are just too adorable! and here i go, ruining the ship... for mywookness
“Kyungsoo-ah,” Chanyeol calls, running his fingers through his curly, light brown hair as he enters the lead singer’s room. He doesn’t knock or anything; they’ve been living close to each other, along with Baekhyun, for a few years now, practicing and eating cheap pork for dinner every night, so he doesn’t even think about Kyungsoo’s ‘privacy’ anymore.
The lead singer looks up from his phone, his wide eyes like saucers, filled with wonder. His hair is wet and tousled and his white wife-beater sticks to his chest. His pale skin from not being outside much since their debut sticks out because of the see through-ness of the white shirt. His beautiful eyes are rimmed and framed by the glistening eyelashes that dance in the mid-afternoon sun.
Little Chanyeol unexpectedly responds with a jump as Kyungsoo cocks his head, opens his plump, adorable lips, and asks, “Yes, Chanyeollie-hyung?” He swallows the thick ball in his throat as he coughs, trying his best to look anywhere but the beautiful lips, or the wide eyes. They just make him imagine of the lips around his cock-the pretty eyes watching him as he sucks him off.
And Chanyeol runs out of the room before Kyungsoo can ask anything else.
- -
It isn’t much of a surprise to Baekhyun when he admits his sexual frustrations. The main singer brushes his bangs from his eyes, a small smile pulled at his lips as Chanyeol paces throughout their shared room. He chuckles after a while, stating that, “getting a boy like Kyungsoo-ah shouldn’t be that hard.”
Chanyeol turns to him and glares at him with the best look he can muster. “Not everyone is like Sehun-ah! Not everyone you can bring to the bath house every week and they’ll be smitten with you! It’s not how Kyungsoo works! He’s much more complicated, layer upon layer of emotion.” He’s moving his hands up and down the whole time.
“One-stop the hand movements. You look like Joonmyun-hyung,” Baekhyun interrupts, “And two, if he’s so complex and you seem to know so much about him, why don’t you bring him out to do things that he would like? Sure, maybe not everyone likes bath houses, but it worked for Sehun because it created a routine. I doubt Kyungsoo is any different-everyone loves routine. Make something that only you can share, start it from there.” Baekhyun nods, before hitting Chanyeol’s shoulder and walking away, and pulling out his phone to call Sehun.
Chanyeol pouts before grabbing his phone and texting Kyungsoo, asking him if he wants to go see a movie-he could pick.
Thirty seconds later, a text comes back from Kyungsoo:
Sure, hyung ^^
And Chanyeol’s heart skips a beat or two-he isn’t counting. He’s jumping around the dorm excitedly, rather.
- -
Kyungsoo hums the soundtrack to the movie as they exit the theater, still munching on some popcorn. It’s the fifteenth movie, and fans have now gotten used to the two going out to see movies together, showing fan-cams of them exiting the same theater, night after night-Kyungsoo always eating the remaining popcorn with a cute smile on his face that Chanyeol can’t help but smile so much at.
“I didn’t like the movie,” Kyungsoo said, “The girl creepied me out.” He turns to Chanyeol and he nods. Sure, the main female character was a little odd, wearing all those tight clothes and her large eyes that must have been altered somehow, and a fake nose, or face really. Kyungsoo smirks and raises an eyebrow, much like the woman, and wiggles his finger, beckoning Chanyeol to the washroom, much like the female in the story.
Chanyeol laughs but follows him into the tight bathroom.
“Gotta go to the washroom,” Kyungsoo apologizes, and quickly scurries off to one of the bathroom stalls, “You can go out and call Joonmyun-hyung or Baekhyun-hyung to pick us up. I forget who said they would.” Chanyeol nods and washes his hands, sitting on the countertop near the sinks, swinging his legs back and forth, his boot heels kicking the bottom. He’s about to leave and call when he hears a whine coming from the bathroom stall.
“Kyungsoo-ah?” Chanyeol asks worriedly. He jumps off where he’s sitting to knock on the bathroom stall while trying to work the door.
“No hyung-I’m fine!” Kyungsoo whines again, and that’s enough for Chanyeol to run and jump, kicking the door right off its hinges. He sees Kyungsoo sitting on the toilet, one hand up to cover his face, the other around his cock, slick with pre-cum.
Any cute thoughts that Chanyeol had for Kyungsoo disappear quickly as he takes a step closer by habit, turning his head to the side. Kyungsoo fidgets, trying to cross his legs, but Chanyeol grabs his left knee and opens his legs painfully slow, lunging down as he takes his next step.
Chanyeol isn’t impatient, and takes Kyungsoo’s leaking cock in his mouth, all the way in, his tongue swirling around. He follows up the vein, pulls away, and sucks on the head, his eyes closing, not daring to look up into Kyungsoo’s wide, deep eyes. He moves up on his knees, rubbing his erection against Kyungsoo’s shins, as he pokes his tongue into the slit, sucking up the pre-cum that drips out slowly and runs down his throat.
“Hyung-” He gets interrupted as Chanyeol deep-throats him, and Kyungsoo grabs his shoulders, pulling him even closer, his eyes closing and his lips parting to create a perfect ‘o’. When Chanyeol pulls away, Kyungsoo dares open his eyes.
Chanyeol’s excited, working his cock to get him to come as soon as possible, and it almost feels like he’s being ripped in two, a heat pooling in his stomach.
He finally comes not a few seconds later. Chanyeol smiles and swallows it down, before grabbing the soft penis and tucking it back into his pants. He kisses him slowly, letting their tongues mingle and mesh, before pulling away and smiling at the younger member.
“If you ever need any help, feel free to ask, Kyungsoo-ah.”