Lollipop
Title: Lollipop
Author: lovekibummie
Pairing: KrisYeol
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Incest, Angst
Summary: Where lollipops are relevant.
Beta: philophobicmeIDK what to do without you hyuk... <3
A/N: Inspired by all the yaoimangas I’ve been reading this past month.
A/N:
-First time writing EXO incest, I hope you guys have an open mind. This is just a fanfic after all.
-And I love Sungmin so... lol...
-I always do free writing so yeah, sorry for the bad grammar.. >.<
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“Chanyeol!”
“Yes?”
“Here.”
Kris always winced at the sight of his brother hugging their school’s Dance Club President whenever he receives a lollipop from him, and today is not an exception.
“Sungmin hyung, thank you very much! I don’t know what to do without you! See you tomorrow.” Chanyeol waves enthusiastically that Sungmin returned eagerly. Kris growled seeing how his brother smiles happily that he can’t help but to feel a tinged of jealousy. Maybe he shouldn’t have encouraged him to join that club. He grabs his brother's hand abruptly and drags him out of the school grounds, away from Sungmin’s sparkling eyes.
“Hyung, what the hell is that for?” Chanyeol yells as soon as he regained his breathing but Kris remained silent and continues to walk towards the bus station.
Silence, is actually one of the most annoying sound. Chanyeol thought while glancing to his brother from time to time, not liking how Kris showed that blank expression, and he knows that Kris always do that if he is thinking something stupid.
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“What is it?” Chanyeol finally blurted out, taking the sit on the couch next to Kris when they got home.
“Nothing. It’s nothing.” He plainly replied as he continues to switch channels by furiously clicking on the remote control.
If only Kris doesn’t have that expression, that blank expression, the expression he always have when he’s trying to mask his feelings, Chanyeol would have believe that it’s really nothing. Chanyeol snatches the remote control from Kris’s hands and turns off the TV.
“Look at me.” Chanyeol commanded Kris, cupping his face to keep him from seeing anything else. “I told you to always look at me when we’re alone.”
Kris eyes turned from dull to a soft one. He loved his brother so much, so much that he doesn’t know what to do anymore. At first he thought he couldn’t be happier knowing that his brother still accepts him though he confessed that he is indeed in love with him.
But people are greedy in nature. There will come time when you’ll eventually want that someone to return that affection.
Kris did get something in return, he was so happy that day when the clock strikes 12, signaling Chanyeol’s 18th birthday. The younger just climb up in his bed claiming it’s already legal for him to have sex and that he felt guilty that he didn’t have a gift for his hyung’s birthday. So with abounding gratitude Kris unwrap his gift and made love to his brother until they almost got caught by their mother.
After that night, whenever their parents are away or even if they’re not they make sure to made love at least twice a week. Kris told himself that he couldn’t ask for more, but he was wrong.
“Kris?” Chanyeol mumbled when Kris pinned him in the couch. Kris tried to hold back his tears but he just can’t. Chanyeol remained still a few seconds after he saw his brother crying, this is new to him. Kris is always the bitchy one; this image of his brother, looking so hopeless, didn’t even cross his mind.
“Why?” Kris asks. He knows he is being selfish, he knows he said before to his brother that he’s already contented that Chanyeol let him continue to love him. He knows he told him that he’s already thankful that he’s not grossed out on his confession. He knows he said before that his already happy that Chanyeol gave his body to him. But it’s not enough…Not anymore.
Kris embraced Chanyeol tightly that the other almost felt uncomfortable, but the younger didn’t stop him.
“Why can’t you say it?” He asks once again or more likely begged the other to pull him away from this agony. Kris wants all of him, not just his body, but all of him, including his heart.
“Hyung, wait… what are you trying to…”
“Why can’t you smile to me like that?”
“Hyung, what…”
“I can buy you lollipops too! Or even more if you like!”
“Hyung!”
“Why can’t you say that you don’t know what to do without me too?”
“Kris! Wait…”
“Why can’t you fall in love me too? Why can’t….”
“Kris hyung, I said stop!” Chanyeol yelled cutting Kris endless “whys.”
Kris retreats himself back, and sat up while slightly pulling his hair in frustration. He is always the calm one, the cool one, why is it that when it comes to his brother he loses all his sanity, his control. He feels stupid. He just showed the bad side of him to the person he least want to show it. “I’m sorry, I’m going to bed.” He mumbled.
“Hey! Wait a minute! Yah! Kris!” Chanyeol shouts while following Kris down the hall towards his bedroom. “Hyung! Wait a minute!” He exclaims once more stopping his brother from closing his door.
“I’m sorry Chanyeol, just, just forget about it.” Kris whispers sadly without looking at Chanyeol.
“How can I forget about it? You’re the one getting all fired up over something stupid making me feel like I’m the bad one here then you’ll say that I should just forget it. How could I forget about it? And fucking look at me when you’re talking to me!” Chanyeol angrily ordered making Kris to abruptly turn his gaze to him.
Kris felt guilty the moment he saw tears flowing down his brother’s face.
I’m a jerk. He thought, for letting his brother, the one he love, cry like that.
He froze when he felt Chanyeol’s hands cupped his face, keeping him in place. “Why are you always like this? You’re always bombarding me with these weird feelings then afterwards not taking responsibility of it.” He half sobbed.
"I can’t possibly smile like that with you in public because that’s just asking for attention! That’s why I always told you to look at me when we are alone so you can see how I smile differently when I’m with you. And I don’t want lollipops from you! Idon’t want any material thing coming from you! I want your warmth! I want you to hold me not just give me a freaking lollipop and why can’t you understand this, Damn it. I’m new with this, so I can’t possibly say I-I love you all the time. So, hold me! Hold me and my feelings with get through you."
"Alright" Kris whispered softly pulling his brother and encasing him tightly in his arms. He really loves this man. He’s thinking about answering back but at this moment it will be better if his brother, his Chanyeol, feels it rather than just hear it.
Kris picks Chanyeol up, cradling him in his arms towards his bed. "I’ll hold you now,Chanyeol." he mumbles lowly, lying Chanyeol in bed and following after on top of him.
"Kris~" Chanyeol cried softly as his brother starts the trail of kisses in his neck. His lips will playfully nip at his earlobe and his tongue will slide right through the nook of his neck then back to his ears to ears again.
Chanyeol’s body began to tremble when Kris grind their pelvises together, letting him feel how hard he is at the moment and how badly he wants to make love with him, to be one with him again.
The two of them abruptly discarded every piece of clothing in their body until they’re both naked and sucking the air from each other’s mouth.
Soft moans escaped Chanyeol’s lips as Kris sucks just below his right collarbone until it bruise, his hands roaming and caressing the other’s thighs.
“Ahhhh…” Chanyeol groans, arching his back in pleasure when Kris playfully traces the entrance of his hole. Kris took the opportunity to suck his left nipple, nipping and pulling it lightly then he did the same thing on the other.
Kris took turns in sucking Chanyeol’s nipples and that instant when his finger finally enters Chanyeol’s puckered hole, the younger’s body began to shiver and his moans starts to become incoherent.
Chanyeol grabs Kris’s hard cock making both of them cry in anticipation on what’s to come. Kris knew that his brother is becoming impatient noticing how he is now grinding himself on Kris finger.
The older pulls out his finger and the other automatically groan at loosing contact but in less than thirty seconds, Chanyeol's body bows in pleasure with Kris’s three lubricated fingers now going in and out of him in a ruthless speed.
He grabs on Kris shoulder’s for support, his legs enclosing on his brother’s hips, preventing him to run away and letting him know of the climax that’s about to come, however Kris broke off Chanyeol’s hold.
If Chanyeol thought that Kris will let him come by just fingering him then he must be insulting him. For a year now, Kris never made him come normally. Every time they made love, it’s always mind blowing, earth shattering and if only Chanyeol have ovaries when he was born he probably won’t have it now.
In a matter of seconds, Kris is face to face with brother’s twitching hole making his head hurt, his head downtown hurt. His tongue languidly traces the entrance of Chanyeol’s hole. This act made Chanyeol’s body writhe and scream for orgasm and the moment Kris dips his tongue inside he is wailing and his cock began to shoot his load off his chest.
“How dare you come already!” Kris mocks then swirls his tongue at the tip of Chanyeol’s cock tasting what was left.
The younger’s body still high from his release began to shudder from the way Kris affectionate runs his tongue up and down his cock then up to his chest and belly to lick off his cum then back to his cock.
“Hyung, ahhh, no more…” Chanyeol whines when he feels another release building up from his brother’s teasing.
Kris smirks evilly knowing Chanyeol’s dilemma as he positions his member at the younger’s entrance. “No more? But I haven’t made love with you yet and I haven’t cum too.”
Upon feeling the head of Kris cock on his opening, Chanyeol unknowing grinds himself trying to impale it inside him. Kris chuckles at his brother, he really love it when Chanyeol is like this, weak, vulnerable and all his.
He nudges just the head of his cock earning a contented sigh from the younger. “No more?” Kris asks once again but Chanyeol is too busy with the feel of his brother’s cock entering him to answer that stupid question.
Kris prods another each of his length and stops to ask his brother once again. He enters another inch and ask Chanyeol once again though he already knows the answer judging from how he moans and how his hands holds tighter on his shoulders.
“Chanyeol, you’re not answering.” Kris stated matter of factly and began to pull out causing Chanyeol to shout ‘No’ and tightens his legs around Kris’s butt to push him back.
The older chuckles at Chanyeol’s action, he definitely loves him. He slowly sank himself until his cock touches the back of his brother’s hole. Chanyeol opened his eyes and looks lovingly at the other. “Don’t you dare pull out now.”
Even if they’re parents come now, Kris will never be able to pull out now. His cock is already cursing him for being a tease and not just going home to where it belongs. Kris nibbles on the others lips and Chanyeol willingly opens his mouth, accepting his brother’s tongue, tasting him as their hips began to move in sync.
This is not sex. Kris thought as he release his brother’s lips and lovingly watch how low gritty moans escaped Chanyeol’s now swollen lips, how his eyes is tightly shut and how his body arches whenever he hits that sweet spot.
“Chanyeol” Kris sighs when Chanyeol’s hands began to caress his back.
Chanyeol opens his eyes and looked straight on his brother’s eyes. He loves Kris. He does, he actually do before he gave himself to him for the first time. The two stares at each other’s eyes, watch each other’s sighs and moans while Kris keeps on hitting the spot expertly.
Slow and sweet, there’s no rush in this love making. Their love is definitely overpowering lust now. They can have that primitive sex later but now, this is what they need.
“I love you.” Kris leans down to plant a quick kiss on Chanyeol’s lips making the other smile, that smile is only his. Kris lays his forehead against his brother, chuckling on how he didn’t notice this. He is so engrossed on the pleasure when they have sex that he didn’t notice his brother’s reaction is whenever he said ‘I love you.’
After almost an hour, or maybe an hour after, the two of them couldn’t care less for how long they’ve been making love. Kris pace began to quicken when he felt Chanyeol’s tight hole began to grip him. He grab Chanyeol’s long legs and anchors it on his shoulders as his hands firmly grips Chanyeol’s hips and began pounding faster and harder.
The younger couldn’t do anything but to moan and writhe as his brother keeps on hitting his sweet spot. His hands make it way to his neglected cock, stroking it at the same rhythm as Kris thrusting.
“Hyung, ahhh.. Kris hyung…”
“I know baby, I know.” Kris answers knowing what Chanyeol wants, what they both want. He is now pulling his cock almost out of his ass only to slam back hard.
“Kris, come… come in me please…” Chanyeol begs at his brother as if Kris would not do just that. Kris knows his hands might bruise on his brother’s hips but he can’t help himself because he can’t seem to sink deep. Chanyeol sense Kris’s dilemma and turned sideways and rested his left leg in between Kris legs while his right remained on his shoulders.
“Arghhh…” Kris growls when he finally sought how deep he wanted to be and thrusts faster filling Chanyeol’s mind nothing but intense pleasure. A couple of grunts and shudders and they both know it won’t be long before their impending release.
“Hyung, ahhhh. Hyung, I…” Chanyeol wasn’t able to finish what he is saying when his cock began to twitch in his hands and long strokes of cum stains the sheets. Kris followed after four more thrusts growling in his low and husky voice as he emptied himself inside his brother, his love.
When they came back from the high of their climax, Kris slumps himself beside Chanyeol, trying hard to regain his breathing when Chanyeol said something that made his heart stop.
“Hyung, did you hear me?” Chanyeol asks laying his head comfortably on Kris chests.
“I love you, hyung.” Chanyeol said once more, trying to prevent his giggles when he felt the intense heartbeat of his brother.
“Kris, I love you.” He said once again while lifting his head to watch his brother’s expression. Kris looks back at him with wide eyes, stunned and almost not breathing.
Chanyeol sits and picks up the lollipop on the far end of the bed beside his pants, it must have fallen out when he hurriedly undress. Chanyeol grins proudly at himself noticing how Kris is still immobile due to his confession and decided to tease him a little, he just hoped it won’t backfires at him.
He unwrap the lollipop and pops it in his mouth, licking it slowly than usual. He looks back at his brother who is watching him intently, still not saying anything. “This lollipop is good; I wonder where Sungmin hyung buys this.” He nonchalantly said noting how Kris eyebrows raise. I love it when he’s jealous.
“Maybe I should give him a call.” He said but before he can stand to look for his phone, Kris pulled him back on bed and moved on top of him.
“What do you think you’re going to do?”
“Uhm… Trying to call Sungmin hyung?”
“Oh no you won’t.” Kris stated demandingly, sensing what his brother is trying to do.
Chanyeol smiles at his now talking brother. “Why? I want more of these lollipops.”
“Is it that good?” Kris asks Chanyeol, earning an eager nod. Chanyeol offers his lollipop innocently.
Kris smirks and took the lollipop, loving the expression painting on his brother’s face.
-TBC-