We Are One! (KrisHo Take it Nice and Slow)
Title: We Are One! (KrisHo Take it Nice and Slow)
Author: leejaehwa7
Fandom: EXO
Pairing: Kris/Suho
Rating: NC-17
Summary: EXO made a contract in which they’ve agreed to make each other happy, to share each other equally, and take comfort in one another while indulging in an open group relationship.
A/N: I had like a page of this written for the longest time but I couldn't figure out who I wanted Kris to end up with and then this happened. I was on a roll after finishing my other update. I don't know how the next one will go, but I hope I can stay out of my funk.
Previous: ( The Morning After ) ( Movie Night ) ( Game Night ) ( BaekYeol Becomes Exclusive ) ( Yixing's a Thigh-Man ) ( SeKai Breach Contract )
EXO-M show up at their dorm in Korea completely exhausted after being manhandled by the crowd of fans at the airport. They’re all frustrated and tired and they’ve missed their Korean counterparts. Kris drops his bags in his room, making his rounds to say hi to everyone. He starts with Suho, sharing any new developments and bits of information between leaders. Suho tells Kris about Kai and Sehun’s punishments, just as a forewarning so Kris can let the others know. Suho hopes that Kai and Sehun’s punishments will teach the others to respect the terms of the contract because they honestly can’t afford to be careless when they’re starting on the next step of their career.
Kris shakes his head at the information, in turn, telling Suho that Yixing hurt himself almost two weeks ago and he’s still recovering so they need to keep an eye on him to make sure he doesn’t push himself too hard. Everyone knows how hardworking Yixing is and no one wants to see him overexert himself. Having an injury, especially one that is recurring, is definitely harmful for any idol and it can only make the situation worse if said idol continues to aggravate said injury; Yixing has the tendency to be such an idol.
Now that the other half of the group is back from China, they’re supposed to have a few days off before they start working on recording another song for their second album. During this time they are expected to practice on their own while allowing their bodies time to rejuvenate so they can jump into the next round of practices. The free time is something they’ve all been looking forward too, especially Kris, who more than anything just wants to relax.
After finishing up leader type things with Suho, Kris makes his way to the kitchen for a snack only to find Baekhyun sneaking a bag of cookies from Suho’s personal stash. He turns to shush Kris as he opens the package and shoves a whole macadamia nut cookie into his mouth. Kris smiles, shaking his head as he opts for a frozen, strawberry flavored fruit and yogurt pop from the freezer.
Baekhyun steals two more cookies before placing the bag back in its original place. He slides onto the counter once he’s done, still munching on his stolen sweets. He stares at Kris, grinning in triumph as he munches away.
Kris sidles over, licking at his fruit pop with a smile as he shuffles between Baekhyun’s legs. He leans in, grinning mischievously. “It’s been a while. Do I get a welcome home kiss?”
Baekhyun’s thinks for a moment, Chanyeol’s face popping before his eyes, but he figures a kiss won’t hurt so he swallows the remaining bits of his cookie before closing the gap between him and Kris. It’s not a very heated kiss or anything groundbreaking but it’s enough to prove to Kris that Baekhyun missed him too. Once they separate, Baekhyun grins. “Welcome home, Duizhang.”
Kris laughs, drawing the attention of a rather tall, gangly male passing by the kitchen. Chanyeol pops his head in, eyes going wide upon seeing two of his favorite people. Baekhyun waves a cookie filled hand at him, while Kris says, “Did you miss me?”
Chanyeol practically tackles him with long, awkward limbs and seeing as Kris is standing directly in front of Baekhyun, it means he’s also in the danger zone. When Chanyeol flings his arms out, Baekhyun has to lean back so that he doesn’t get smacked in the face and consequently knocks the back of his head against the cabinets. He curses at Chanyeol before using this as an excuse to leave the room, getting away from Kris and any of his possible suggestions that they go back to his room for the night to make up for loss time. Of course, Chanyeol follows Baekhyun back to their shared bedroom screaming apologies and promises to make up for being such a klutz.
This leaves Kris in the kitchen by himself, wondering for a moment exactly how he came to be alone when he was sure he just had Baekhyun in his arms. Before he has time to really think on it, Suho enters the room in search of fluids. Because Kris is feeling unsettled about two of his favorite people ditching him after they haven’t seen him in weeks, he can’t help asking, “Do you think Baekhyun and Chanyeol are acting a bit strange?”
“When aren’t they acting strange?” Suho counters, guzzling water from a bottle that’s clearly labeled with Kyungsoo’s name.
“True,” Kris agrees, finishing off his fruit pop as he thinks it over. “But they both just kind of brushed me off. Usually, we hang out when I come back, catch up on some things, you know?”
Suho knows exactly what Kris is talking about because he’s heard them more than once when they’re catching up. He also knows why those two idiots are avoiding Kris and honestly, Suho doesn’t think he should be the one to break the news because it’s not his news to tell and he doesn’t want to be on the firing end of Kris’ reaction. Instead, to smooth things over, Suho recaps Kyungsoo’s bottle of water and places it back in the refrigerator before giving Kris his most angelic smile and says, “I can keep you company if you want.”
It’s actually been a while since the two of them fooled around. Even though Kris is open to anyone, he does have his favorites and so does Suho. It’s not like they avoid each other or anything, it’s just that they have different approaches in the bedroom and different favorites that they like to practice those approaches with. Where Kris gets excited and likes to be rough and playful, Suho takes the more docile approach, keeping things smooth and sensual. That doesn’t mean Suho doesn’t like to play rough occasionally, he’s experimented a few times with Sehun’s wild fantasies but really he likes sex to feel sweet and intimate, the kind that leaves you feeling exhausted and oversensitive in a good way, the kind that can last all night without making you feel completely dead and achy the next morning. He knows that rough sex can feel good too, but to him the pain is almost too much to handle sometimes and Kris can get a little over enthusiastic when he’s really feeling good and there’s no stopping him when he hits his groove.
Kris knows how Suho feels and he’s a little shocked at the offer but he’s also kind of excited because it’s definitely been a while. “Are you suggesting what I think you’re suggesting?”
“Don’t make it awkward. Do you want to or not?” Suho’s beginning to turn a little red because Kris is looking him up and down like he’s some sort of fancy cuisine that’s usually out of his price range and he’s excited that he can finally taste it again.
“Yes! Of course!” He’s a little too enthusiastic and Suho stifles a laugh because Kris’ face is priceless. “Are we doing it now…or later…or what?”
“Calm down Casanova.” Suho crosses the kitchen until he’s standing in front of Kris, hands coming up to cup Kris’ protruding cheeks. “Let’s wait until later, okay?” He pulls Kris in, standing on his tiptoes to close the gap between their mouths, circling his arms around Kris’ neck to hold him close. Kris is surprised when Suho’s tongue darks in, licking at the roof of his mouth and savoring the flavor of strawberry left over from his fruit pop. They separate and Suho pecks his lips a few times leaving Kris with a promise of more to come.
For now, Suho has to see Baekhyun and Chanyeol about this whole relationship thing and making Kris suspicious. He also needs to confront one of them about stealing his cookies because he tasted just a hint of macadamia when he kissed Kris and Suho’s sure one of the two snack stealing devils pilfered through his stash again.
That evening, after everyone’s had time to catch up and eat dinner together, Kris finds himself being led back to Suho’s room. Suho’s small hand holds Kris’ firmly as they quietly leave the rest of the group to their own devices while the leaders sneak off to play. Earlier Suho asked Kyungsoo to watch over Sehun to make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid. Kyungsoo doesn’t mind because he’s still keeping an eye on Jongin, but Jongin isn’t as wild as Sehun when it comes to breaking rules, not to mention Jongin’s more afraid of Kyungsoo being disappointed with him again than anything else. All in all, Sehun needs a little more attention and Suho doesn’t like being so strict with him; he’s actually not a fan of punishing others, which makes him sort of a pushover as a leader. At the moment, Suho just wants to make sure that he and Kris aren’t interrupted for whatever reason because as open as everyone is about their sexual endeavors, Suho still likes to keep a few things private.
Once Suho guides Kris into his room, he locks the door behind him. The next thing he attempts to do is turn on the stereo because that’s part of Suho’s routine but Kris tugs him away from the contraption. “Let’s not,” he says, turning Suho to face him, placing his arms around his waist. “I’d rather hear the sounds you make.”
“Why do I have a feeling I’m going to regret this?” Suho sighs, knocking his forehead against Kris’ chest trying to hide his embarrassment.
“Hey,” Kris says, leaning back and cupping Suho’s face to pull him into view. He rubs circles into Suho’s rosy cheeks admiring the color. “Don’t be like that.” For a moment they gaze at each other in silence, all the while Suho’s heart speeds up and Kris smiles knowingly before leaning in, catches Suho’s lips with his own. A gasp escapes Suho when Kris dives in, bowing down further as he breeches Suho’s lips with his tongue, causing the smaller of the two to curve even further backwards throwing his arms around Kris’ neck as he tries to accommodate for the height difference between them. Kris tightens his grip, pressing their bodies flush together.
Kris takes a step back pulling Suho with him, then another and another before his legs hit the side of Suho’s bed and he perches on the edge, letting Suho tower over him allowing him to take the lead for a while. Suho cards his fingers through Kris’ hair, settling at the nape tugging slightly as he licks into Kris’ mouth. They go at it for a while, Suho enjoying the minty fresh taste of Kris’ mouth and the scent of Kris’ shampoo on his slightly damp hair and god Suho thinks Kris’ huge hands gripping at his thin waist feel amazing.
Eventually, Kris slides back on the bed tugging Suho into his lap and Kris fumbles while taking off Suho’s nightshirt. They laugh and Suho says, “You’re not as sexy as I remember.”
Kris raises his eyebrows, smirking up at Suho while running his hands up into the center of Suho’s back and down again. “I’m not trying to be sexy right now.”
“If you’re really sexy, you shouldn’t have to try,” Suho counters, taunting him.
“Oh, really?” Kris draws his hands around the front of Suho’s waist dipping his fingers into the front of his elastic pajama shorts, stretching them out before allowing them to snap back.
Suho laughs at Kris’ playful attitude but in the next moment he’s being tossed onto his back with Kris devouring his mouth and then his lips are trailing down Suho’s jaw before latching onto his neck. Kris grips and presses his hands down into Suho’s waist and hips. Then he’s grinding into Suho drawing out excited gasps and moans until Suho’s biting down on his hand to stop himself.
Kris sits up, slowly sliding his loose white t-shirt over his head, tossing it to the floor before he drops down with each of his hands on either side of Suho’s head. Hunching over him, Kris glides his lips over the back of the hand Suho’s still biting onto. He can feel Kris’ warm breath ghost over his face as neck as he keeps this close distance.
Suho can’t help staring up at Kris’ deep collarbones and he really wants to taste them, let them replace the hand in his mouth when Kris makes him lose his senses again. There’s fire in Kris’ eyes as he watches Suho gaze up at him. “Am I sexy enough for you?” he asks.
Suho gulps down the dry knot in his throat as he nods in approval, taking his hand away to grip at the nape of Kris neck again. “Now stop talking and kiss me again.”
Kris chuckles but he does as he’s told. The kiss is deep, sweet, hot, sensual, and all things that get Suho riled up enough to lose his inhibitions and let Kris take control. It’s nothing like their previous experiences together. Kris isn’t rushed. He doesn’t get straight to business like he usually does. Instead, he kisses and touches and licks and it’s enough to get Suho completely unwound and unguarded making him into a compliant mess. His breathing is heavy, skin flushed, eyes glazed, body saturated with marks of Kris’ adoration and all of it combined makes Suho look like he’s been completely fucked out of his mind, but Kris is only just getting started.
Suho doesn’t remember losing the rest of his clothes. He doesn’t remember Kris losing his either. He also doesn’t remember Kris prepping him, but he does remember that first slow push and how full he felt when Kris settled into him. He remembers the slight pain as he was pulled open and the hot puffs of Kris’ breath on his neck as he waited for Suho to feel comfortable. He remembers finally biting into Kris’ clavicle as he started rutting into him and how insanely wonderful everything felt once Kris found his sweet spot. Kris kept a steady pace, never pushing too hard or being too forceful and Suho could feel him holding back but he was in such a happy place he couldn’t bring himself to tell Kris it was okay to go faster, to be a little rough with him.
It feels like hours have passed before they’re both finally sated. Everything ends with Suho seated on top of Kris, their hands clutched together as Suho grinds his hips down until he has Kris convulsing into a dizzying orgasm. Suho hunches forward as Kris works him into his own intense orgasm before they both splay out on the bed side by side with bodies made of jelly.
Kris is still out of breath as he says, “Sometimes it’s nice to slow it down, even if it does take twice the concentration.”
Suho laughs breathlessly. “You know you didn’t have to do that.”
“But I’m glad I did.” Kris smiles over at Suho, reaching between them to lace their fingers together, bringing Suho’s hand up to brush his lips against the back of it before resting them on his still heaving chest. “You were amazing.”
Suho bites his lip, inwardly feeling proud of himself for getting Kris’ approval, which wasn’t even something he knew he wanted. “You weren’t so bad yourself,” Suho teases, turning into Kris’ side for a bit of warmth because the room suddenly feels cool now that his sweat-covered body is beginning to dry.
“Please,” Kris scoffs. “You know I’m like the sexual deity of this group. No one can overcome my sexual prowess.” He puffs his chest up and Suho quickly deflates him with a sharp slap.
Suho laughs mockingly before rolling out of bed and finding his discarded shorts. “I’m going to take another shower,” he announces. “Would the so called god of sexual prowess wish to join me?”
Kris doesn’t hesitate before following. They’ve never had shower sex together and Kris is already up for another round, quite literally in fact. He just hopes the water doesn’t get cold before they finish.