Good Boys [Oneshot]
Good Boys [Oneshot]
Pairing: Chen/Kris
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Santa-fetish (Sorta…), couch sex, oral sex, fingering, misuse of Santa
Summary: Kris plays Santa at the company party and when Jongdae tells him what he wants for Christmas, who is he to say no?
A/N: So I pretty much wrote this in a night…in the middle of finals week…over 3k words of smut…not beta’d at all…
I also am having intense SanTao feels. Written for this prompt at exopromptmeme
“Merry Christmas!” Kris’ voice rang out through the crowd in the decked out lobby. “Now come and tell Santa what you want for Christmas!” He was sitting on one of the couches. Dressed in red jeans and a red blazer trimmed in white fur topped with a festive Santa hat. “Sit on Santa’s lap and tell Santa what you want for Christmas.” Kris’ long arms shot out and grabbed the nearest body. Kyungsoo was too slow to avoid his amazingly long reach.
The small male was tugged ungracefully into Kris’ lap. He struggled to get away, but Kris was too strong. “Let me go, Kris-hyung.”
“Not until you tell me what you want for Christmas.” Kris grinned, his gums showing and eyes sparkling from one too many eggnogs. Groping his coworkers was exactly what he wanted when he signed up to play Santa at the annual office Christmas party.
“I want you to stop pulling me into your lap.” Kris pouted and Kyungsoo used the distraction to slip free of his hold. That was the third time in the past hour.
“Kyungsoo-ah-” Kris began to whine but quickly stopped when a new body planted itself on his lap.
“Santa, I’ve been good all year. I deserve a present now.” Jongdae’s mouth curled into a Cheshire grin and Kris could only blink.
“You’ve been good?” Kris’ eyebrows shot up under the brim of his Santa hat.
“Yup. The perfect little elf.” Jongdae winked and shifted so he was straddling Santa’s lap, adjusting his red and green elf cap and attached ears. “So, Santa, I think I deserve my present now.” Jongdae had consumed a few holiday drinks of his own and he felt bold, even in the presence of their whole company.
Next to them Kyungsoo snorted. “You’re both so greasy. Perfect for each other.” With that he left them, not eager to see how the whole scene would play out.
Kris’ face morphed into his usual countenance and Jongdae giggled, running his fingers over smooth cheeks. “If you make your bitch face for too long it’s going to freeze like that.”
The older man’s frown deepened. “Saying things like that will get a boy off of Santa’s good boy list and onto the naughty list.”
Jongdae laughed and let his head fall forward so his cheek rested on Kris’ shoulder and his lips grazed a silver earing. “I know what I can do to keep me on the good list.” Kris coughed and jerked from the slight touch.
“Santa does like good boys best.” Large hands came to rest on toned thighs. “Now tell Kris Kringle here what you want this year.”
“There’s a certain tall man here in the office I’d really like to take me under the mistletoe.” Jongdae wiggled a bit and Kris bit down on his lip. The smaller man knew exactly how his ass and thighs were pressing down.
“Chanyeol?”
“Eww, Santa no!” Jongdae leaned back quickly, eyes wide as he sneered. “Are you really that dumb?”
Kris laughed merrily, and Jongdae moved to slide off his lap. “Stay little elf.” He tightened his grip on Jongdae’s legs, pulling him closer. “Tell Santa exactly what you would do with such a present. I don’t want to be the cause of any broken hearts. At least not tonight.”
“Hmm,” Jongdae stroked at his chin, watching Kris as the corner of his mouth twitched up. “Well, if we’re under the mistletoe, I’d have to give him a kiss, but after that, I’d like to have him take me in an office and-” A hand came and muffled Jongdae’s mouth.
“You’re in public! And get off his lap!” Joonmyeon’s voice was panicked as he tried to keep Jongdae’s mouth covered while at the same time prying Kris’ fingers from his body.
Kris pouted, looking at the man he had founded their company with. “No fun, Joonie.”
“Yeah, you’re such a buzzkill, hyung!” Joonmyeon had managed to get Jongdae off of Kris, at the expense of exposing his mouth. “I was just getting to the good part where I tell Kris what I want him to do me on your desk!” Jongdae snuck from his grasp as Joonmyeon made a face like a fish out of water.
“That’s our cue to leave I think.” Kris stood up, grabbing Jongdae’s arm. With his free hand he grasped Tao, who had come at the first sign of distress with his precious Joonmyeon. “No more Kris Kringle! It’s SanTao time! Sit on him and tell him all you desire for Christmas. Sehun first.” His voice easily rang out over the chatter and music. Most ignored him while Sehun gave him the finger and Tao groaned, plopping down on the sofa.
Kris and Jongdae made a quick escape, ducking into the first open office they found and locking the door behind them. Jongdae giggled, looking up at Kris as the two leaned against the door. “This’d be perfect if only there was some mistletoe in here.”
Kris leaned down, their faces almost touching. “But I know what’s in here that’s even better.”
“Really?” Jongdae’s eyes sparkled with mirth and mischievous. “What?”
“I happen to know for a fact that Baekhyun keeps lube in his desk. I heard him talking about the new candy-cane flavor he bought just for tonight.”
Jongdae moaned, his hands coming to rest on Kris’ neck and one in his hair, just under his Santa cap, holding him close. “Let’s give him a product review then.”
“Just what I was thinking.” Kris closed the distance between them, his lips coming to press gently against Jongdae’s. The kiss quickly stopped being chaste as Jongdae opened his mouth and moaned, catching Kris’ thin top lip between his teeth. Kris’ tongue swept out, brushing along Jongdae’s own plush lower lip before delving into his hot, wet mouth. Kris could taste cinnamon eggnog and gingerbread and icing and it only turned him on more. He pressed his lanky body forward, trapping Jongdae between him and the door.
Jongdae bucked forward, pressing Kris’ hardening groin into his chest and moving so he could get some friction of his own against Kris’ thigh. Their kiss turned sloppy as tongues battled for dominance and Kris pulled back to catch his breath. In the low light of the room Jongdae’s lips were a puffy red and shiny from their kiss and Kris desperately wanted to kiss him again. “Fuck, Santa, this is all I wanted for Christmas.” Jongdae pushed Kris back far enough so that he could move to reverse their positions, and Kris found himself being pressed into the door. “It seems I get to unwrap my present early.” Jongdae dropped to his knees, nuzzling forward so his face dragged along the tented front of Kris’ dress slacks.
“Jongdae, you’re so fucking sexy.” Jongdae looked up at him from under long lashes, dragging his lips along cloth. “Naughty and so perfect.” Kris had to close his eyes as teeth grasped the pull tab of his zipper and tugged it down. He was afraid the visual was going to be too much, coupled with the feeling of warm breath on sensitive skin. Small fingers came up and undid his belt and the button holding up his pants. He opened his eyes when all touching stopped and he couldn’t feel Jongdae’s breath fanning the flames of his desire. Jongdae was looking up at him with wide eyes, bottom lip caught between his teeth.
“No Santa I’m a good boy, so can I unwrap my present now?” Jongdae’s falsely innocent voice made Kris groan and he pushed the elf cap off of dark red hair and tangled his fingers in the locks.
“That’s exactly what Santa wants. Go ahead and unwrap your present. Right. Now.” Kris tugged so that Jongdae’s face was back to pressing against his growing erection through his tight briefs.
“Yes, thank you, Santa. So generous.” Jongdae quickly pulled down Kris’ pants and underpants, letting them pool at his feet. He grasped the cock that bobbed in front of his face, on its way to fully hard and already impressive. “It looks delicious.” He trailed kisses up the length of it, opening his mouth and licking at the slit when he reached the head. Kris groaned and tried to pull him closer but Jongdae laughed and trailed his lips trail over the cock, occasionally flicking out this tongue to taste salty sink.
“Damn it Jongdae, don’t tease me, please. I’ve had people sitting and squirming on my lap all night.” Kris was panting, unable to look away as Jongdae explored him.
“Just for you Santa, I’ll be extra good.” Jongdae opened his mouth, letting the tip slip between his lips before tightening them and sliding forward. He licked at what was in his mouth and sucked, sliding forward bit by bit and taking more of Kris in.
Kris could feel Jongdae’s throat and mouth working around him. He had to bring one hand up to his mouth so he could bite down on his knuckle to stop from fisting Jongdae’s hair and fucking into his face. The wet heat surrounding him fluttered, tightening just so and Jongdae’s nose pressed against his pelvis. Kris swore and the mouth pulled back only to rush forward again. He felt his hips buck and Jongdae give a muffled sound at the sudden movement. “Fuck Jongdae, you have to stop now.” He pulled Jongdae back, trying to ignore how swollen and red his mouth was, and all because of him. Kris slipped down the door so he was kneeling and Jongdae was in the v of his legs. “Let me fuck you, please.”
“Yes, fuck, yes.” Jongdae surged forward, pressing their lips together and kissing Kris, his tongue licking greedily into his mouth. Kris let out a noise at the taste of himself on Jongdae’s tongue, overpowering the Christmas flavors that had been there only a moment before. He couldn’t help but think Jongdae should always taste like him. Fingers scrambled to undo the buttons of his jacket and shirt and Kris realized it would take a little more coordination than they had in this position to get undressed and he pushed Jongdae away enough to break the kiss. Glazed eyes looked at him, confused. “Get undressed and go over to the desk. It’s fastest this way.”
Jongdae did as he was told; shedding his vest, tie, and shirt before struggling to his knees then feet and undoing his belt while Kris did the same. “Hurry.” Jongdae was toeing off his shoes and pants as Kris finally had his chest uncovered. He reached up towards his head but Jongdae grabbed his wrist. “Leave the hat on and come on. Santa.” Kris stumbled as Jongdae winked and dragged him towards the desk and he shook his feet, getting the last of his clothes off as he ended up pressing Jongdae into cold, dark wood. Jongdae reached behind himself and cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm.
Kris couldn’t help but chuckle at that. “Baekhyun is going to kill you for that.”
“It’ll be fine. His laptop wasn’t on here.” Jongdae hopped up on the desk, pulling Kris so he was standing between his legs. “Don’t think about him now, focus on me. I didn’t get to properly unwrap my present, so you need to make it up to me now.”
Kris couldn’t say no to that and he closed the distance between them and bare skin was pressed all together for the first time. They let out matching moans and Kris pulled Jongdae into a new kiss. Hands explored new skin, catching and returning to places that made each let out noises and the kiss broke. “Look in the drawer. Please find the lube, I need you to fuck me, now.” Jongdae lay back so he was exposed, on display for Kris.
“Yes, yes.” Kris had to shove his hat back from where it had slipped over his eyes as they kissed so he could pull open one and then two of the desk drawers until he found the small red and white tube and similarly holiday themed foil squares. He quickly pulled off the plastic and popped the tube, a sweet peppermint smell filling the room. Jongdae swore and pulled up his legs so his feet were braced on the edge and his ass was barely hanging over, on display. “Fuck Jongdae, you look so fucking good.”
“Please, Santa, Kris, I need you to get on with it.” Jongdae arched his back, holding on to the desk with one hand and tangling his other in his hair. “Please.”
With how Jongdae was asking Kris had to hold back from taking Jongdae right then and there. “Yeah, yeah.” Kris slicked up three fingers and brought one up to the ass presented to him, dragging it along Jongdae’s crack and teasing at his rim.
Jongdae gasped, arching into his touch. “It tingles! It fucking tingles! Kris, you have to hurry.” His eyes squeezed shut, focusing on the sensation. He nearly screamed as Kris’ finger sunk into him to the first knuckle and the whole of Jongdae’s upper body arched off the wood. “Yes! Talk to me, Kris, please.” The way his skin was reacting to the lube felt amazing and everything about Kris was turning him on he felt he might just loose his mind from it all.
Kris slowly began to move his finger until it could sink all the way in and he leaned forward, over Jongdae and bit at prominent collarbones. “You have no idea how good you look spread for me like this. So fucking sexy.” Kris paused to lick at Jongdae’s nipples, one and then the other before biting down above the left one, leaving a darkening mark as Jongdae panted above him. Kris moved to a concave stomach, littering it with kisses in between words. “You feel amazing. If you’re this tight around one finger, I can’t imagine how it’s going to feel when I take you.” Jongdae was a moaning mess and Kris took a moment to slip a second finger in, his groin tightening as the tight fit. “You’re perfect you know, so small. You act big, but you’re wonderfully delicate.” Kris bypassed Jongdae’s leaking cock where is twitched against his stomach every time his fingers plunged in and found a certain spot he knew was driving the other man insane with pleasure. “Except these.” Kris mouthed at the smooth skin of Jongdae’s thigh. “You have amazing thighs. When you walk around the office in your stupid skinny jeans as if we don’t have a dress code I have to stop myself from bending you over and seeing if these thighs feel as good as they look.” Kris bit into soft flesh, sucking harshly to leave a mark on thighs he had been watching since he had hired the younger man. Jongdae bucked into his touch and Kris slipped in his final finger. “Even better up close. So strong and-”
“Kris, just do it already!” Jongdae’s voice was strained, his face completely red as he pleaded with Kris. Kris nodded and pulled his fingers free, impatient enough to move ahead. He tore open a condom wrapper and slipped it on, slicking his cock with more of the lube. Even through the latex he could feel the tingling sensation.
“Hold on to me.” Kris positioned himself closer and had Jongdae wrap his arms around his neck as he lined himself up. “Just tell me if its too much.” Using one hand, Kris held onto Jongdae’s hip and pressed his cock slowly into Jongdae’s stretched hole.
Jongdae’s mouth opened in a silent scream, his head falling back as Kris slowly, but without stopping pressed all the way into him. Kris held his hips still after he bottomed out, pressing his and Jongdae’s foreheads together. “Don’t move yet, please. Just a moment.”
Kris kissed him instead of moving, roughly forcing his tongue into the others mouth and dominating him to distract from just how amazing everything felt. Jongdae let him, eagerly meeting everything he had to give. “Can I move now?” Jongdae nodded, and Kris slowly pulled back before quickly thrusting back into Jongdae’s inviting heat. “Fuck.” Kris pulled out and thrust in again, slowly building up a rhythm.
“Ha-harder.” Jongdae’s voice broke and Kris did exactly as he was told, both of his hands coming to hold on to Jongdae’s waist. He could only look as he pumped his hips and the width of his hands completely covered Jongdae’s slender waist. “There!” Jongdae clutched harder, his legs slipping from their positions on the desk and wrapping around Kris.
“So good, Jongdae, so fucking good.” Kris sped up, the sounds of their bodies coming together filling the room. Jongdae moved to stroke his own cock and Kris new he was close. Kris leaned forward, tilting Jongdae’s hips to get a better angle. He knew he had found the other’s prostate as Jongdae swore and his dilated eyes seem to look nowhere. “Come for me Jongdae,” Kris hissed through clenched teeth.
“Yes!” Jongdae’s hand sped up and he was coming, white painting their chests and his hand. Kris continued to thrust through his contracting muscles, feeling his own orgasm approaching. He let his head fall forward, focusing on the feeling of Jongdae’s body against his. Jongdae hoarsely said his name and Kris was done, coming while his hips were flush to Jongdae’s and collapsing forwards. “Fuck, that was so good.” Jongdae finally pushed off Kris’ Santa hat, running his fingers through sweaty hair.
“Perfect.” Kris connected their lips, having no energy to get off of Jongdae just yet. They cuddled and kissed as they came down from their highs, Jongdae playing with Kris’ hair.
A banging on the door made them jump, Jongdae hissing as Kris slipped from his body at the sudden movement. “You better clean up everything in there Jongdae or you are dead!”
Jongdae could only laugh, hiding his face in Kris chest even though no one could see them as Kris cleaned them both off with tissues. “Don’t worry Baek, we will! And you’re going to need a new bottle of lube, I’m keeping this one. It’s really good!” Jongdae only laughed harder as Baekhyun swore again and banged his fist against the door before storming off. Kris couldn’t help but join him in his mirth.
“You shouldn’t antagonize him you know. He’s in charge of HR.” Kris stood on shaky legs and lifted Jongdae, who let out a squeak, off the desk, carrying him over to the couch in the corner.
“But it’s so fun, and you’d never let him get rid of me.” Jongdae smiled widely enough that that his eyes almost disappeared and Kris moved so he was lying next to him on the soft surface.
“Behavior like that will get you on the naughty list.” Kris teased and reached over to pull a blanket from the back of the couch and throw it over them.
“If I’m naughty, will you punish me?” Jongdae grinned and snuggled into Kris’ side.
“Absolutely.”
“You’re the best Santa ever.”
PS--Please comment and let me know what you think! I hope every one has a wonderful Holiday season~~