Cake...and Ice Cream (One-Shot)
Title: Cake...and Ice Cream (One-Shot)
Pairing: Nichkhun/Wooyoung
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Nichkhun + Wooyoung + Cake = good time. Nichkhun +Wooyoung + Cake + Ice Cream = better time. ;)
A/N: My final smut one-shot for my handsomes. Let's continue to support Khun. I LOVE YOU NICHKHUN. xoxo. miya. :)
The summer heat had become unbearable, almost to the point of madness. Wooyoung stood in front of the air conditioner, desperately trying to cool off in his boxers and white tank top. Small droplets of sweat started to fall from his face, leaving a few puddles of sweat on the wooden floor. There was just no cure for this heat and the sweltering temperatures was starting to make him grumpy. Just then a calm and collected Nichkhun walked through the door, a small pink box in hand. Wooyoung was immediately annoyed that the other looked entirely comfortable in the heat, as he even ventured out doors in jeans and covered shoes.
“What’s wrong Youngie?” Nichkhun said as he smirked with amusement at the other’s misery.
“It’s hotter than hell.” Wooyoung exasperated as he wiped the sweat from his brow.
“Mmm. You look hot.” Nichkhun smiled and Wooyoung glared at him.
“Don’t mess with me, I’m already annoyed with this heat.” Wooyoung said.
“Ok fine, you want some cake?” Nichkhun asked.
The idea of eating cake in this heat irritated Wooyoung even more and walked over to the kitchen to question his boyfriend how cake could remedy this heat.
“How can you eat cake in this heat? It’s so hot? All I want to do is dunk my head in ice cold water.” Wooyoung complained.
“Then do it.” Nichkhun advised.
“No… because… I might get sick.” Wooyoung replied.
“Don’t be such a bummer Wooyoungie… yes, it’s hot but you’re only making yourself more miserable by having that kind of attitude. It’s a beautiful day.” Nichkhun said licking the frosting off his fork.
Wooyoung suddenly realized that the cake was chocolate and visions of prior experiences of chocolate cake had filled his head and started to distract him. It wasn’t until Nichkhun raised his voice that the boy was able to come back to reality.
“Youngie! Do you want a piece?” Nichkhun held out a small plate with a hefty piece of cake on it.
“Yeah, thanks.” Wooyoung took the plate.
“Damn, you’re right, it is hot!” Nichkhun complained and proceeded to shed his shirt. Now this was too dangerous, Wooyoung was staring at the pale, milky skin of his boyfriend as he held a piece of chocolate cake, how could he even look at the cake when the chiseled physique of his boyfriend looked even more tempting.
“Youngie, I think the heat is making you doze off.” Nichkhun said as Wooyoung noticed that the other was now scooping vanilla ice cream onto his cake.
“That looks good.” Wooyoung said his eyes still caught in a daze.
“I thought it would help with the heat, you want some?” Nichkhun held out the ice cream scoop and plopped a melting scoop onto Wooyoung’s cake. Wooyoung was now sitting at the kitchen table trying to eat his cake, and Nichkhun had opted for the kitchen counter.
“Oh shoot.” Nichkhun laughed as he looked down at himself and Wooyoung looked up at him. “I got ice cream on myself.” He laughed and proceeded to wipe down his chest with his finger before bringing it to his lips to suckle on the melted cream. This was getting too hot for comfort. Wooyoung shifted in his seat and immediately lapped up the ice cream on his spoon to cool his nerves.
Nichkhun laughed again. “The ice cream is melting too fast, I can barely keep it in my mouth.” The older said amused as ice cream overflowed from him lips, covering them in a white coat of cream.
This was the breaking point as Wooyoung could feel his boxers tightened underneath him.
“You’re a mess.” Wooyoung decided enough was enough. He got up and took wet napkin and proceeded to wipe Nichkhun’s mouth and neck with it. “Besides, you’re wearing my jeans, I don’t want you to make them all sticky.” Wooyoung scolded.
“Sorry.” Nichkhun whispered as he felt the brush of Wooyoung’s erection against his legs. “Umm…baby… are you feeling… hot?” Nichkhun asked.
“Of course it’s hot…” Wooyoung pointed out the obvious.
Nichkhun smiled. “No, I meant a different kind of hot.” He said as his hands traveled down and groped the younger’s member. Wooyoung flinched at the touch and his hand immediately went to Nichkhun’s shoulder for support.
“Mmhm.” Nichkhun chuckled.
“Stop. It’s the heat.” Wooyoung stepped away.
“Sure it is.” Nichkhun nodded as he hopped off the counter. “You know Youngie, I know how we can get through this heat.” Nichkhun said.
“Think again Thailand. I’m not down for that.” Wooyoung glared at him.
“You’re not?” Nichkhun smirked. He then took a slab of cake and rubbed the frosting all over his chest and abs. “Whoopsie… oh no… how ever will I get clean?” Nichkhun smiled.
“You can take a shower.” Wooyoung said trying not to look at the other.
“Shower…pshhh, I want you to clean this up… with your tongue.” Nichkhun said unbutton the button of his jeans.
“Uh uh. I’m gonna enjoy my cake outside.” Wooyoung was about to walk away before Nichkhun snatched him by the back of his white tank top.
“Khunnie! You dirtied my shirt!” Wooyoung gasped.
“You’re a dirty boy… getting excited by watching your hyung eat ice cream and cake.” Nichkhun whispered into his ear pressing his chest against Wooyoung’s back.
“Hmph, you’re going to wash this shirt.” Wooyoung pouted.
“Sorry baby, you’re just too sexy when you’re putting up a fight.” Nichkhun said just before he licked up some sweat from Wooyoung’s neck. The feeling of Nichkhun’s tongue against his skin made Wooyoung shudder in pleasure, almost causing him to drop his plate as Nichkhun’s hand met his holding up the plate, but just before Nichkhun let go he swiped his index finger in the frosting and wiped it on Wooyoung’s face, his forehead, his cheeks and his chin. Wooyoung knew he couldn’t fight it any longer, and the fantasies and secret desires that they would relive their last cake escapade was coming true. Nichkhun turned the other around and began to lick up the frosting he had just wiped on Wooyoung’s face, the mixing of saltiness from the sweat and sweetness from the frosting were intoxicating him with passionate hunger. He then shared the flavors with his lover, kissing him, his tongue thrashing against Wooyoung’s in a locked kiss.
Wooyoung suddenly felt the mush of the frosting on his boyfriend’s chest press against his shirt.
“Khunnie, you’re staining my shirt.” He said breaking the kiss and now irritating the Thai.
“Forget about your shirt.” Nichkhun said pulling it up and away from Wooyoung’s body, now the skins of their torso’s in a pressed embrace.
Their kiss became more sloppily as their patience was running thin. Nichkhun walked backwards leading Wooyoung with him till he was leaning against the kitchen table, his legs creating space so Wooyoung’s body could slip in. Wooyoung set his dish on the table and took a piece of cake slipping into Nichkhun’s mouth, then proceeded to kiss him as the chocolate traveled between both of their mouths.
Their kiss intensified even more, as the friction between their skin caused both men to start pawing each other, hands over skin, massaging, scratching and feeling as their tongues danced in a war-like movement of dominance over desire. Finally Wooyoung started to feel Nichkhun give in as the Thai lowered his body, laying atop the table top and the younger moved in, covering his body over the Thai’s.
Wooyoung pulled down the zipper of the older’s jeans. “You don’t need these anymore.” Wooyoung whispered into Nichkhun’s neck as the older lifted his hips almost instinctively allowing Wooyoung to pull them off Nichkhun. Just as the jeans fell to the floor, Nichkun moved his hands to the waistband of Wooyoung’s boxers and slowly peeled the fabric from the dancer’s hips, and Wooyoung kicked them off completely. They laid bare skinned on the table, just like other times and the need for cake and ice cream was now the only part missing. Nichkhun rolled the other onto his back and picked up the dish of melted ice cream and slowly poured the cream all over Wooyoung’s torso as the younger hissed as the cool cream came in contact with his skin.
Nichkhun watched as Woouyoung’s body marvelously looked even more delicious with the cream rolling down the sides of his waist and into the small concaves of his abs creating delectable pools of vanilla on the dancer’s vanilla skin.
Nichkhun hungrily dove his mouth onto the areas of cream, lapping and licking the sticky liquid from Wooyoung’s body, stopping to suck each nipple and nibble on the new muscles of the boy’s physique. Vanilla ice cream was always his favorite, but the mixture of the taste against Wooyoung’s natural flavor made the feast even more delightful, and by every lick and taste the Thai Prince became addicted to the flavors.
Wooyoung moaned in pleasure as his hands found Nichkhun’s head pressing down and jumping slightly at the feeling of Nichkhun’s teeth grazing against his skin. He knew this could get dangerously rough, in fact he was hoping it would. As Nichkhun lowered himself flowing the rivers of cream flowing down Wooyoung’s body he was brought to the tip of Wooyoung’s erect member. Wooyoung wasn’t as big as he was, but his member was perfect in every way and Nichkhun smiled at the reminder that Wooyoung was all his. Nichkhun flicked his tongue at the head of Wooyoung’s member as the younger looked up in surprise to see the Thai teasing him.
“Don’t tease me.” Wooyoung warned and pulled Nichkhun’s hair rather harshly.
Nichkhun laughed and simply oblighed, engulfing the member into his mouth and swiftly taking the entirely length till he met the base of Wooyoung’s dick. Nichkhun sucked hard, the velvet skin of Wooyoung’s member in his mouth and Wooyoung couldn’t help but tilt his head back in satisfaction of Nichkhun’s mouth against his skin. Nichkhun suckled the hardened member and used his hands to massage the part of the shaft he below his lips. Nichkhun pumped him with his hands as his mouth continued to suck, he had no intentions to bring Wooyoung to orgasm but as he felt the spurts of hot liquid hit his tongue, splashing sweet Wooyoung juice into his mouth, he ate it hungrily enjoying the warm taste in his mouth as Wooyoung screamed in agonizing pleasure, his hands pushing down Nichkhun to the base of his member.
“Holy shit.” Wooyoung panted as his breathing became regular again. He slowly ungripped Nichkhun’s hair and the older wiped the bits of cum he couldn’t swallow from his lips.
“Youngie, when did you start tasting like watermelon?” He said licking his lips. Wooyoung blushed, he had known for some time now that he tasted like watermelon and he had anxiously waited till Nichkhun would discover it too.
“Does it taste good?” Wooyoung asked pulling Nichkhun up so he could have a taste too, kissing his lips.
“Mmhmmm.” Nichkhun said as Wooyoung’s tongue lined the inside of his lips followed by some soft pecks and nibbles. Wooyoung could now feel Nichkhun’s length pressed against his thigh, erect in all it’s glory. Wooyoung reached down and stroked it a few times and the glimmer in his eyes foretold what he was needed. He whispered into Khun’s ears and said the words that Nichkhun had never expected but smiled at the seductive tone that his boyfriend took.
“Take me, Khun.” Wooyoung said and Nichkhun responded.
“What baby?” He said pretending to not understand.
“Take me.” Wooyoung said slower and sterner.
“Take you, where?” Nichkhun decided to play stupid altogether.
“For Christ sake…” Wooyoung said and took a slab of cake and pushed it into Nichkhun’s face causing the other to laugh.
“I got you baby, hold on.” Nichkhun said as the cake fell from his face. He pulled Wooyoung up and roughly turned his around, bending him over the table. “You’re going to pay for that cake in my face.” NIchkhun said holding Wooyoung’s hands behind his back.
“You deserved it. Now give it to me.” Wooyoung demanded.
“You want this?” Nichkhun said sliding the tip of his member against Wooyoung’s butt cheeks.
“Yes! Give it!” Wooyoung shouted.
“Beg for it.” Nichkhun said slapping his impressive schlong against Wooyoung’s thigh.
“Fuck Khun, just give it to me!” Wooyoung said.
“That’s not begging.” Nichkhun corrected him, his lips pressed against Wooyoung’s ear. Then suddenly the forced his tongue into Wooyoung’s ears and Wooyoung’s knees dropped a bit and he was soon whining in impatience.
“Khunnie, please… please fuck me already.” Wooyoung whined and Nichkhun knew the dancer than broken.
“Anything for you, my love.” Nichkhun said gently before entering inside Wooyoung with his entire length. Wooyoung’s eyes seemed to pop out of it’s socket as a mixture of pain and pleasure overcame him, his hands gripping the edge of the table for leverage as Nichkhun pushed all the way in, standing on his tippy toes.
“Is this what you wanted?” Nichkhun asked with a smug tone.
“Yes…more.” Wooyoung said closing his eyes as he wiggled till Nichkhun’s member hit his prostate causing him to howl in pleasure.
“Hoooo shit!” Wooyoung screamed.
NIchkhun began to move, pushing in and out making sure each stroke cause him to press against Wooyoung’s prostate. Wooyoung was stating to become impatient and started to move with Nichkhun’s thrusts meeting him causing for greater force between them, Nichkhun began to grunt heavily with each pump and as Wooyoung tightened around his member, the friction caused his eyes to start to roll back, his hands strategically placed on Wooyoung’s hips to help move himself.
“I’m so close baby.” Nichkhun announced and Wooyoung wanted to see the face that Nichkhun would make. He stopped and Nichkhun allowed him to move knowing the change in position would make this even better. Wooyoung got on the floor, and Nichkhun followed suit and got into position placing Wooyoung’s feet on his shoulder. He entered and quickly continued at the pace they were at before. They moved simultaneously and Wooyoung gripped Nichkhun’s arms to hold himself steady allowing Nichkhun to thrust deep into him, Wooyoung watched intently and listened to each groan and moan that escaped from the Thai’s mouth and he felt that he was near so he placed his hands on Nichkhun’s shoulders, a regular habit to encourage Nichkhun to finish strong. Nichkhun opened his eyes and looked down at the hungry eyes of his lover.
Nichkhun continued to thrust till he knew he was close and as he became closer and closer he leaned down and pressed his lips against Wooyoung’s only to break the kiss as he released into Wooyoung’s insides and the other releasing onto Nichkhun’s trim abdomen.
"Baaaaabbyyyy….” Nichkhun moaned and held himself up till he knew he had stopped pouring into Wooyoung.
“Baby.” Nichkhun whispered as his body fell atop of Wooyoung’s, his head resting on the other’s chest.
“Baby.” Wooyoung repeated as his breathing started to become normal again.
“Shit babe, can we ever just eat dessert like normal people?” Nichkhun laughed as he caught sight of the consequences of their love-making.
“At least we didn’t break any furniture this time.” Wooyoung smiled.
“We still got tonight.” Nichkhun smiled and Wooyoung couldn’t help but reward his boyfriend for the bright idea with a kiss.
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The heat subsided within the next few days and on a regularly hot day as the bandmates sat in the resting area of a photoshoot, an assistance came walking in with six ice cream cones to help soothe the heat from the idols.
“Vanilla, yum.” Chansung said receiving his cone with a smile.
“Thank you.” Junsu and Taecyeon were both very appreciative of the treat.
All while Wooyoung blushed mad red as he took his cone and Nichkhun couldn’t wipe a silly grin from his face.
Junho caught glimpse of this awkward moment. “You two ruin all of our favorite foods.” He said throwing his ice cream cone in the trash shaking his head knowing exactly what the looks on the couples face meant.
Nichkhun shrugged his shoulders and licked his cone as he winked at Wooyoung who smiled devilishly.
Pairing: Nichkhun/Wooyoung
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Nichkhun + Wooyoung + Cake = good time. Nichkhun +Wooyoung + Cake + Ice Cream = better time. ;)
A/N: My final smut one-shot for my handsomes. Let's continue to support Khun. I LOVE YOU NICHKHUN. xoxo. miya. :)
The summer heat had become unbearable, almost to the point of madness. Wooyoung stood in front of the air conditioner, desperately trying to cool off in his boxers and white tank top. Small droplets of sweat started to fall from his face, leaving a few puddles of sweat on the wooden floor. There was just no cure for this heat and the sweltering temperatures was starting to make him grumpy. Just then a calm and collected Nichkhun walked through the door, a small pink box in hand. Wooyoung was immediately annoyed that the other looked entirely comfortable in the heat, as he even ventured out doors in jeans and covered shoes.
“What’s wrong Youngie?” Nichkhun said as he smirked with amusement at the other’s misery.
“It’s hotter than hell.” Wooyoung exasperated as he wiped the sweat from his brow.
“Mmm. You look hot.” Nichkhun smiled and Wooyoung glared at him.
“Don’t mess with me, I’m already annoyed with this heat.” Wooyoung said.
“Ok fine, you want some cake?” Nichkhun asked.
The idea of eating cake in this heat irritated Wooyoung even more and walked over to the kitchen to question his boyfriend how cake could remedy this heat.
“How can you eat cake in this heat? It’s so hot? All I want to do is dunk my head in ice cold water.” Wooyoung complained.
“Then do it.” Nichkhun advised.
“No… because… I might get sick.” Wooyoung replied.
“Don’t be such a bummer Wooyoungie… yes, it’s hot but you’re only making yourself more miserable by having that kind of attitude. It’s a beautiful day.” Nichkhun said licking the frosting off his fork.
Wooyoung suddenly realized that the cake was chocolate and visions of prior experiences of chocolate cake had filled his head and started to distract him. It wasn’t until Nichkhun raised his voice that the boy was able to come back to reality.
“Youngie! Do you want a piece?” Nichkhun held out a small plate with a hefty piece of cake on it.
“Yeah, thanks.” Wooyoung took the plate.
“Damn, you’re right, it is hot!” Nichkhun complained and proceeded to shed his shirt. Now this was too dangerous, Wooyoung was staring at the pale, milky skin of his boyfriend as he held a piece of chocolate cake, how could he even look at the cake when the chiseled physique of his boyfriend looked even more tempting.
“Youngie, I think the heat is making you doze off.” Nichkhun said as Wooyoung noticed that the other was now scooping vanilla ice cream onto his cake.
“That looks good.” Wooyoung said his eyes still caught in a daze.
“I thought it would help with the heat, you want some?” Nichkhun held out the ice cream scoop and plopped a melting scoop onto Wooyoung’s cake. Wooyoung was now sitting at the kitchen table trying to eat his cake, and Nichkhun had opted for the kitchen counter.
“Oh shoot.” Nichkhun laughed as he looked down at himself and Wooyoung looked up at him. “I got ice cream on myself.” He laughed and proceeded to wipe down his chest with his finger before bringing it to his lips to suckle on the melted cream. This was getting too hot for comfort. Wooyoung shifted in his seat and immediately lapped up the ice cream on his spoon to cool his nerves.
Nichkhun laughed again. “The ice cream is melting too fast, I can barely keep it in my mouth.” The older said amused as ice cream overflowed from him lips, covering them in a white coat of cream.
This was the breaking point as Wooyoung could feel his boxers tightened underneath him.
“You’re a mess.” Wooyoung decided enough was enough. He got up and took wet napkin and proceeded to wipe Nichkhun’s mouth and neck with it. “Besides, you’re wearing my jeans, I don’t want you to make them all sticky.” Wooyoung scolded.
“Sorry.” Nichkhun whispered as he felt the brush of Wooyoung’s erection against his legs. “Umm…baby… are you feeling… hot?” Nichkhun asked.
“Of course it’s hot…” Wooyoung pointed out the obvious.
Nichkhun smiled. “No, I meant a different kind of hot.” He said as his hands traveled down and groped the younger’s member. Wooyoung flinched at the touch and his hand immediately went to Nichkhun’s shoulder for support.
“Mmhm.” Nichkhun chuckled.
“Stop. It’s the heat.” Wooyoung stepped away.
“Sure it is.” Nichkhun nodded as he hopped off the counter. “You know Youngie, I know how we can get through this heat.” Nichkhun said.
“Think again Thailand. I’m not down for that.” Wooyoung glared at him.
“You’re not?” Nichkhun smirked. He then took a slab of cake and rubbed the frosting all over his chest and abs. “Whoopsie… oh no… how ever will I get clean?” Nichkhun smiled.
“You can take a shower.” Wooyoung said trying not to look at the other.
“Shower…pshhh, I want you to clean this up… with your tongue.” Nichkhun said unbutton the button of his jeans.
“Uh uh. I’m gonna enjoy my cake outside.” Wooyoung was about to walk away before Nichkhun snatched him by the back of his white tank top.
“Khunnie! You dirtied my shirt!” Wooyoung gasped.
“You’re a dirty boy… getting excited by watching your hyung eat ice cream and cake.” Nichkhun whispered into his ear pressing his chest against Wooyoung’s back.
“Hmph, you’re going to wash this shirt.” Wooyoung pouted.
“Sorry baby, you’re just too sexy when you’re putting up a fight.” Nichkhun said just before he licked up some sweat from Wooyoung’s neck. The feeling of Nichkhun’s tongue against his skin made Wooyoung shudder in pleasure, almost causing him to drop his plate as Nichkhun’s hand met his holding up the plate, but just before Nichkhun let go he swiped his index finger in the frosting and wiped it on Wooyoung’s face, his forehead, his cheeks and his chin. Wooyoung knew he couldn’t fight it any longer, and the fantasies and secret desires that they would relive their last cake escapade was coming true. Nichkhun turned the other around and began to lick up the frosting he had just wiped on Wooyoung’s face, the mixing of saltiness from the sweat and sweetness from the frosting were intoxicating him with passionate hunger. He then shared the flavors with his lover, kissing him, his tongue thrashing against Wooyoung’s in a locked kiss.
Wooyoung suddenly felt the mush of the frosting on his boyfriend’s chest press against his shirt.
“Khunnie, you’re staining my shirt.” He said breaking the kiss and now irritating the Thai.
“Forget about your shirt.” Nichkhun said pulling it up and away from Wooyoung’s body, now the skins of their torso’s in a pressed embrace.
Their kiss became more sloppily as their patience was running thin. Nichkhun walked backwards leading Wooyoung with him till he was leaning against the kitchen table, his legs creating space so Wooyoung’s body could slip in. Wooyoung set his dish on the table and took a piece of cake slipping into Nichkhun’s mouth, then proceeded to kiss him as the chocolate traveled between both of their mouths.
Their kiss intensified even more, as the friction between their skin caused both men to start pawing each other, hands over skin, massaging, scratching and feeling as their tongues danced in a war-like movement of dominance over desire. Finally Wooyoung started to feel Nichkhun give in as the Thai lowered his body, laying atop the table top and the younger moved in, covering his body over the Thai’s.
Wooyoung pulled down the zipper of the older’s jeans. “You don’t need these anymore.” Wooyoung whispered into Nichkhun’s neck as the older lifted his hips almost instinctively allowing Wooyoung to pull them off Nichkhun. Just as the jeans fell to the floor, Nichkun moved his hands to the waistband of Wooyoung’s boxers and slowly peeled the fabric from the dancer’s hips, and Wooyoung kicked them off completely. They laid bare skinned on the table, just like other times and the need for cake and ice cream was now the only part missing. Nichkhun rolled the other onto his back and picked up the dish of melted ice cream and slowly poured the cream all over Wooyoung’s torso as the younger hissed as the cool cream came in contact with his skin.
Nichkhun watched as Woouyoung’s body marvelously looked even more delicious with the cream rolling down the sides of his waist and into the small concaves of his abs creating delectable pools of vanilla on the dancer’s vanilla skin.
Nichkhun hungrily dove his mouth onto the areas of cream, lapping and licking the sticky liquid from Wooyoung’s body, stopping to suck each nipple and nibble on the new muscles of the boy’s physique. Vanilla ice cream was always his favorite, but the mixture of the taste against Wooyoung’s natural flavor made the feast even more delightful, and by every lick and taste the Thai Prince became addicted to the flavors.
Wooyoung moaned in pleasure as his hands found Nichkhun’s head pressing down and jumping slightly at the feeling of Nichkhun’s teeth grazing against his skin. He knew this could get dangerously rough, in fact he was hoping it would. As Nichkhun lowered himself flowing the rivers of cream flowing down Wooyoung’s body he was brought to the tip of Wooyoung’s erect member. Wooyoung wasn’t as big as he was, but his member was perfect in every way and Nichkhun smiled at the reminder that Wooyoung was all his. Nichkhun flicked his tongue at the head of Wooyoung’s member as the younger looked up in surprise to see the Thai teasing him.
“Don’t tease me.” Wooyoung warned and pulled Nichkhun’s hair rather harshly.
Nichkhun laughed and simply oblighed, engulfing the member into his mouth and swiftly taking the entirely length till he met the base of Wooyoung’s dick. Nichkhun sucked hard, the velvet skin of Wooyoung’s member in his mouth and Wooyoung couldn’t help but tilt his head back in satisfaction of Nichkhun’s mouth against his skin. Nichkhun suckled the hardened member and used his hands to massage the part of the shaft he below his lips. Nichkhun pumped him with his hands as his mouth continued to suck, he had no intentions to bring Wooyoung to orgasm but as he felt the spurts of hot liquid hit his tongue, splashing sweet Wooyoung juice into his mouth, he ate it hungrily enjoying the warm taste in his mouth as Wooyoung screamed in agonizing pleasure, his hands pushing down Nichkhun to the base of his member.
“Holy shit.” Wooyoung panted as his breathing became regular again. He slowly ungripped Nichkhun’s hair and the older wiped the bits of cum he couldn’t swallow from his lips.
“Youngie, when did you start tasting like watermelon?” He said licking his lips. Wooyoung blushed, he had known for some time now that he tasted like watermelon and he had anxiously waited till Nichkhun would discover it too.
“Does it taste good?” Wooyoung asked pulling Nichkhun up so he could have a taste too, kissing his lips.
“Mmhmmm.” Nichkhun said as Wooyoung’s tongue lined the inside of his lips followed by some soft pecks and nibbles. Wooyoung could now feel Nichkhun’s length pressed against his thigh, erect in all it’s glory. Wooyoung reached down and stroked it a few times and the glimmer in his eyes foretold what he was needed. He whispered into Khun’s ears and said the words that Nichkhun had never expected but smiled at the seductive tone that his boyfriend took.
“Take me, Khun.” Wooyoung said and Nichkhun responded.
“What baby?” He said pretending to not understand.
“Take me.” Wooyoung said slower and sterner.
“Take you, where?” Nichkhun decided to play stupid altogether.
“For Christ sake…” Wooyoung said and took a slab of cake and pushed it into Nichkhun’s face causing the other to laugh.
“I got you baby, hold on.” Nichkhun said as the cake fell from his face. He pulled Wooyoung up and roughly turned his around, bending him over the table. “You’re going to pay for that cake in my face.” NIchkhun said holding Wooyoung’s hands behind his back.
“You deserved it. Now give it to me.” Wooyoung demanded.
“You want this?” Nichkhun said sliding the tip of his member against Wooyoung’s butt cheeks.
“Yes! Give it!” Wooyoung shouted.
“Beg for it.” Nichkhun said slapping his impressive schlong against Wooyoung’s thigh.
“Fuck Khun, just give it to me!” Wooyoung said.
“That’s not begging.” Nichkhun corrected him, his lips pressed against Wooyoung’s ear. Then suddenly the forced his tongue into Wooyoung’s ears and Wooyoung’s knees dropped a bit and he was soon whining in impatience.
“Khunnie, please… please fuck me already.” Wooyoung whined and Nichkhun knew the dancer than broken.
“Anything for you, my love.” Nichkhun said gently before entering inside Wooyoung with his entire length. Wooyoung’s eyes seemed to pop out of it’s socket as a mixture of pain and pleasure overcame him, his hands gripping the edge of the table for leverage as Nichkhun pushed all the way in, standing on his tippy toes.
“Is this what you wanted?” Nichkhun asked with a smug tone.
“Yes…more.” Wooyoung said closing his eyes as he wiggled till Nichkhun’s member hit his prostate causing him to howl in pleasure.
“Hoooo shit!” Wooyoung screamed.
NIchkhun began to move, pushing in and out making sure each stroke cause him to press against Wooyoung’s prostate. Wooyoung was stating to become impatient and started to move with Nichkhun’s thrusts meeting him causing for greater force between them, Nichkhun began to grunt heavily with each pump and as Wooyoung tightened around his member, the friction caused his eyes to start to roll back, his hands strategically placed on Wooyoung’s hips to help move himself.
“I’m so close baby.” Nichkhun announced and Wooyoung wanted to see the face that Nichkhun would make. He stopped and Nichkhun allowed him to move knowing the change in position would make this even better. Wooyoung got on the floor, and Nichkhun followed suit and got into position placing Wooyoung’s feet on his shoulder. He entered and quickly continued at the pace they were at before. They moved simultaneously and Wooyoung gripped Nichkhun’s arms to hold himself steady allowing Nichkhun to thrust deep into him, Wooyoung watched intently and listened to each groan and moan that escaped from the Thai’s mouth and he felt that he was near so he placed his hands on Nichkhun’s shoulders, a regular habit to encourage Nichkhun to finish strong. Nichkhun opened his eyes and looked down at the hungry eyes of his lover.
Nichkhun continued to thrust till he knew he was close and as he became closer and closer he leaned down and pressed his lips against Wooyoung’s only to break the kiss as he released into Wooyoung’s insides and the other releasing onto Nichkhun’s trim abdomen.
"Baaaaabbyyyy….” Nichkhun moaned and held himself up till he knew he had stopped pouring into Wooyoung.
“Baby.” Nichkhun whispered as his body fell atop of Wooyoung’s, his head resting on the other’s chest.
“Baby.” Wooyoung repeated as his breathing started to become normal again.
“Shit babe, can we ever just eat dessert like normal people?” Nichkhun laughed as he caught sight of the consequences of their love-making.
“At least we didn’t break any furniture this time.” Wooyoung smiled.
“We still got tonight.” Nichkhun smiled and Wooyoung couldn’t help but reward his boyfriend for the bright idea with a kiss.
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The heat subsided within the next few days and on a regularly hot day as the bandmates sat in the resting area of a photoshoot, an assistance came walking in with six ice cream cones to help soothe the heat from the idols.
“Vanilla, yum.” Chansung said receiving his cone with a smile.
“Thank you.” Junsu and Taecyeon were both very appreciative of the treat.
All while Wooyoung blushed mad red as he took his cone and Nichkhun couldn’t wipe a silly grin from his face.
Junho caught glimpse of this awkward moment. “You two ruin all of our favorite foods.” He said throwing his ice cream cone in the trash shaking his head knowing exactly what the looks on the couples face meant.
Nichkhun shrugged his shoulders and licked his cone as he winked at Wooyoung who smiled devilishly.