[Fic] Good boy
Title: Good Boy for abcdefghiluvyou
Pairing: XiuChen
Rating: Nc17
Warnings: Daddy!Kink, Spanking, Rimming
Word count: 1.7k
Summary: Filth.
Author's note: This is all Ceren's fault and maybe because Kim Minseok is a freaking sin.
Minseok is sitting inside their kitchen, surrounded by wooden shelves and bathed in the first warm rays of sunlight that peek through the thin window glass. He is already dressed in black slacks, a white button up and tie - ready to head out to his office at the bank. The shirt stretches over Minseok’s back, hinting at the strong back muscle that Jongdae’s nails like to cover with thin red lines. Minseok is skimming through the paper,sipping from his mug with black coffee from time to time oblivious of Jongdae’s presence. They have been roommates slash lovers for about two years now and Jongdae still can’t wrap his head around the fact that a successful guy like Minseok would date a simple chocolatier like him. They live in a decent apartment together, vintage, with big white windows and light furniture made of wood, which is located in the heart of Seoul.
Wordlessly, he runs a hand through his tousled bed-hair, bare feet dragging over their laminate floor as he slides into the vacant seat next to Minseok.
Jongdae runs his fingertips over the rough wooden surface of the oak table and rests his head into his free hand, watching Minseok through half closed lids. “Good morning,” he rasps out and Minseok finally looks up at him. Intense eyes scan over Jongdae, who feels a faint blush spreading through his cheeks when Minseok’s gaze travels down to his milky thighs barely covered by a long, white shirt which Jongdae had found on the floor earlier. A knowing smirk spreads over Minseok’s lips, one of his strong hands reaching out to rest on Jongdae’s thigh, thumbing at the exposed skin.
“Why is my baby awake already?” Minseok’s voice is steady, fingers wandering to the inside of Jongdae’s thigh closer to his crotch, making his breath hitch and face bloom in a pretty pink.
It’s not the first time for them to play this game and it won’t be the last time, Jongdae notes when Minseok pats his lap and Jongdae immediately finds himself straddling it. His arms wrap around Minseok’s neck and he nuzzles his nose against Minseok’s defined jaw.
“I wanted to see Daddy off.” he purrs, happy about the attention Minseok is showering him in. Minseok’s fingers thread into his brown locks, massaging his skull and Jongdae finds himself pressing up into Minseok’s hand silently asking for more, more.
Minseok hums, “Baby is such a good boy for me, so keen to please,” Minseok hums. Jongdae can feel the vibration of the sound in his boyfriend’s broad chest. A needy whine escapes his lips when he senses Minseok’s hands palming his ass, guiding their bodies closer together.
“What does my baby want?” Minseok’s lips are ghosting over the shell of Jongdae’s ear, causing goosebumps to spread all over his body and his heart to almost leap out of his throat. Minseok’s hands seem to be everywhere. One remains on his ass but the other sneaks up his front, slowly working the first button of Jongdae’s shirt undone.
“I w-want,” Jongdae stutters, lips quivering with Minseok’s thumb teasing his nipple through the thin layer of the fabric, “Daddy’s lips.”
Jongdae feels breathless and turned on with Minseok’s growing erection poking against his thigh and his own erection throbbing for attention.
“My lips?” Minseok’s smirk widens, one eyebrow crooked upwards, “Where do you want my lips, baby? Be a good boy and tell Daddy.”
Jongdae’s face is burning and he shakes his head, fiddling with the hem of his shirt, but Minseok is having none of that. He grabs Jongdae’s jaw and pushes it upwards, forcing him to meet his lust blown pupils. “Don’t be shy baby, tell me.” He pauses but only to run his thumb over Jongdae’s bottom lip. “Here?” he teases before his fingers quickly unbutton the rest of Jongdae’s shirt and Minseok tweaks Jongdae’s rosy nipple mercilessly, “Or what about here, baby?”
Jongdae’s hips are moving forward, desperate for any form of friction at this point, pre-cum staining the rim of his shirt that hangs off his arms revealing more of his pale skin. His nipples have always been sensitive and Minseok’s enjoys using that to his advantage.
“Daddy please.” His voice is higher than usual, pleading and submissive, silently asking Minseok to take control, to tear him apart with pleasure. Minseok rubs the perky nipple between his thumb and index finger, growing harder under Jongdae’s eager sounds and soft moans.
“Please what?” He scrapes his teeth over Jongdae’s throat, sucks at his Adam’s apple and Jongdae whimpers under his boyfriend’s ministration. He almost screams, fingers tangling in Minseok’s brown hair, when Minseok’s wet mouth envelops one of his nipples and starts sucking on it hard. Jongdae rubs his hard cock against Minseok’s leg, mewling in the back of his throat. “Daddy, daddy, please I want,” he babbles mindlessly but Minseok stops, lips covered with spit and tongue coming out to swipe over Jongdae’s bottom lip.
“What does my baby want?” Minseok asks again, voice lower and strained this time and Jongdae swallows hard but he is too far gone to care about his last bit of pride.
“Eat me out daddy, please, I have been so good for you.” Jongdae chants against Minseok’s wet mouth, nibbles on his boyfriend’s swollen bottom lip before almost gently molding their lips together in a languid kiss. Their groins collide, giving them the delicious needed friction and making them moan in sync.
Minseok still looks put together,with his hair slicked back and tie snuggly fit around his neck, only his red, swollen lips and tenting pants give away that he is equally turned on by their play as Jongdae is.
“Such a good boy offering himself for dessert,” Minseok grunts out and swiftly positions Jongdae on top of their table, spreading his toned thighs and pressing his lips to the inside. Gulping, Jongdae watches Minseok wet his lips in anticipation, playfully licking a stripe up Jongdae’s hard length to lure a high-pitched mewl out of him before he guides Jongdae’s legs around his neck.
“Be good and make me hear how much you like my tongue inside of your willing, little hole.” His words are filthy but Jongdae’s whole body is tingling with excitement and want. He leans back, weight resting on his elbows when Minseok’s hot, wet tongue swirls around his puckered rim. Jongdae’s head falls back, mouth open in a silent scream when Minseok’s tongue pushes past his rim and inside, licking and tasting him like Jongdae was indeed his favorite kind of dessert. Minseok’s tongue withdraws, swiping over Jongdae’s entrance, circling it before he inserts a wet finger next to his tongue.
“Yes,” Jongdae whimpers, teeth buried in his bottom lip and one hand back entangled in Minseok’s soft hair for support. Hot breath is ghosting over his cool skin and Jongdae whines loudly in the back of his throat when Minseok’s finger brushes against that bundle of nerves inside of him that has his back arching off the table in sheer pleasure. He pushes his hips up, circling them against Minseok’s mouth, seeking more friction, more of Minseok’s skilled tongue eating him out. Minseok groans against his hole, the vibration sending a hot shiver through Jongdae and his body is trembling. Minseok spreads his ass cheeks wide, pushing his tongue deeper and swirling against Jongdae’s hot walls. Jongdae’s erection is swollen, the tip colored an angry red with precum leaking from it. He wants release, chases it desperately but he knows that he can only come when Minseok allows him to.
“Feel good?” Minseok smirks against Jongdae’s bare skin and Jongdae’s voice is stained with lust and need when he rasps out a whiny, “Yes,” and “Please let me come daddy.”
Minseok is licking his lips, fingertips ghosting over Jongdae’s proudly standing erection and his devilish smirk returns to his face. “Can my baby come untouched for me?”
Jongdae groans, his hole clenching and unclenching around thin air and all he wants is Minseok’s nice cock stuffing him to the brim.
“Daddy,” he begs, bottom lip jutting out but the smirk on Minseok’s face only widens dangerously before he presses two fingers inside Jongdae’s hole and rubs them right against his prostate. Jongdae curses, hips pushing back and meeting Minseok’s finger that eagerly pump in and out of him. The wet sound of skin slapping together fills the room and the air reeks of them.
“Let go baby, be good for me and come,” Minseok’s husky voice leads him on, his tongue wrapping around his neglected nipple and embraces it with his tongue. Jongdae feels tears forming at the corner of his eyes, he is so close, only one step away from tripping over the edge. Minseok’s palm collides with his ass cheek, kneads it and Jongdae screams when three fingers enter him and rub up against his prostate. He feels a thin line of drool dripping from the corner of his lips but he is far too gone to care. Minseok’s scent envelopes them, sweat pearls are covering his forehead and wrapping his body in a glistening sheen.
“You are so beautiful baby,” Minseok praises him, teeth nipping on his earlobe, “So, so good for me and so pillant in my hands.” He sucks a hickey right under Jongdae’s ear as he pushes his fingers against Jongdae’s prostate and his whole body spazzes as he paints his own stomach in milky-white cum. Jongdae’s chest rises quickly, breath coming out short as he lies spread out over the table completely spent but satisfied. His eyelids feel heavy, closing on him but he forces them to stay open and focus on Minseok who hovers over him, fingers carding through Jongdae’s hair. He leans in and presses a soft kiss to Jongdae’s forehead before he straightens up smoothes out his dress shirt and fixes his tie.
“What about - “ Jongdae starts but Minseok just shoots him a dirty look, pretending to brush dust of his pants only to guide Jongdae’s gaze to the outline of his still hard cock.
“I’m looking forward to fucking your cute little face tonight, better be ready when I get home.” he winks and smacks Jongdae’s ass to underline his statement before he grabs his black, leather briefcase and locks the door behind him.
Jongdae loves that man.
Pairing: XiuChen
Rating: Nc17
Warnings: Daddy!Kink, Spanking, Rimming
Word count: 1.7k
Summary: Filth.
Author's note: This is all Ceren's fault and maybe because Kim Minseok is a freaking sin.
Minseok is sitting inside their kitchen, surrounded by wooden shelves and bathed in the first warm rays of sunlight that peek through the thin window glass. He is already dressed in black slacks, a white button up and tie - ready to head out to his office at the bank. The shirt stretches over Minseok’s back, hinting at the strong back muscle that Jongdae’s nails like to cover with thin red lines. Minseok is skimming through the paper,sipping from his mug with black coffee from time to time oblivious of Jongdae’s presence. They have been roommates slash lovers for about two years now and Jongdae still can’t wrap his head around the fact that a successful guy like Minseok would date a simple chocolatier like him. They live in a decent apartment together, vintage, with big white windows and light furniture made of wood, which is located in the heart of Seoul.
Wordlessly, he runs a hand through his tousled bed-hair, bare feet dragging over their laminate floor as he slides into the vacant seat next to Minseok.
Jongdae runs his fingertips over the rough wooden surface of the oak table and rests his head into his free hand, watching Minseok through half closed lids. “Good morning,” he rasps out and Minseok finally looks up at him. Intense eyes scan over Jongdae, who feels a faint blush spreading through his cheeks when Minseok’s gaze travels down to his milky thighs barely covered by a long, white shirt which Jongdae had found on the floor earlier. A knowing smirk spreads over Minseok’s lips, one of his strong hands reaching out to rest on Jongdae’s thigh, thumbing at the exposed skin.
“Why is my baby awake already?” Minseok’s voice is steady, fingers wandering to the inside of Jongdae’s thigh closer to his crotch, making his breath hitch and face bloom in a pretty pink.
It’s not the first time for them to play this game and it won’t be the last time, Jongdae notes when Minseok pats his lap and Jongdae immediately finds himself straddling it. His arms wrap around Minseok’s neck and he nuzzles his nose against Minseok’s defined jaw.
“I wanted to see Daddy off.” he purrs, happy about the attention Minseok is showering him in. Minseok’s fingers thread into his brown locks, massaging his skull and Jongdae finds himself pressing up into Minseok’s hand silently asking for more, more.
Minseok hums, “Baby is such a good boy for me, so keen to please,” Minseok hums. Jongdae can feel the vibration of the sound in his boyfriend’s broad chest. A needy whine escapes his lips when he senses Minseok’s hands palming his ass, guiding their bodies closer together.
“What does my baby want?” Minseok’s lips are ghosting over the shell of Jongdae’s ear, causing goosebumps to spread all over his body and his heart to almost leap out of his throat. Minseok’s hands seem to be everywhere. One remains on his ass but the other sneaks up his front, slowly working the first button of Jongdae’s shirt undone.
“I w-want,” Jongdae stutters, lips quivering with Minseok’s thumb teasing his nipple through the thin layer of the fabric, “Daddy’s lips.”
Jongdae feels breathless and turned on with Minseok’s growing erection poking against his thigh and his own erection throbbing for attention.
“My lips?” Minseok’s smirk widens, one eyebrow crooked upwards, “Where do you want my lips, baby? Be a good boy and tell Daddy.”
Jongdae’s face is burning and he shakes his head, fiddling with the hem of his shirt, but Minseok is having none of that. He grabs Jongdae’s jaw and pushes it upwards, forcing him to meet his lust blown pupils. “Don’t be shy baby, tell me.” He pauses but only to run his thumb over Jongdae’s bottom lip. “Here?” he teases before his fingers quickly unbutton the rest of Jongdae’s shirt and Minseok tweaks Jongdae’s rosy nipple mercilessly, “Or what about here, baby?”
Jongdae’s hips are moving forward, desperate for any form of friction at this point, pre-cum staining the rim of his shirt that hangs off his arms revealing more of his pale skin. His nipples have always been sensitive and Minseok’s enjoys using that to his advantage.
“Daddy please.” His voice is higher than usual, pleading and submissive, silently asking Minseok to take control, to tear him apart with pleasure. Minseok rubs the perky nipple between his thumb and index finger, growing harder under Jongdae’s eager sounds and soft moans.
“Please what?” He scrapes his teeth over Jongdae’s throat, sucks at his Adam’s apple and Jongdae whimpers under his boyfriend’s ministration. He almost screams, fingers tangling in Minseok’s brown hair, when Minseok’s wet mouth envelops one of his nipples and starts sucking on it hard. Jongdae rubs his hard cock against Minseok’s leg, mewling in the back of his throat. “Daddy, daddy, please I want,” he babbles mindlessly but Minseok stops, lips covered with spit and tongue coming out to swipe over Jongdae’s bottom lip.
“What does my baby want?” Minseok asks again, voice lower and strained this time and Jongdae swallows hard but he is too far gone to care about his last bit of pride.
“Eat me out daddy, please, I have been so good for you.” Jongdae chants against Minseok’s wet mouth, nibbles on his boyfriend’s swollen bottom lip before almost gently molding their lips together in a languid kiss. Their groins collide, giving them the delicious needed friction and making them moan in sync.
Minseok still looks put together,with his hair slicked back and tie snuggly fit around his neck, only his red, swollen lips and tenting pants give away that he is equally turned on by their play as Jongdae is.
“Such a good boy offering himself for dessert,” Minseok grunts out and swiftly positions Jongdae on top of their table, spreading his toned thighs and pressing his lips to the inside. Gulping, Jongdae watches Minseok wet his lips in anticipation, playfully licking a stripe up Jongdae’s hard length to lure a high-pitched mewl out of him before he guides Jongdae’s legs around his neck.
“Be good and make me hear how much you like my tongue inside of your willing, little hole.” His words are filthy but Jongdae’s whole body is tingling with excitement and want. He leans back, weight resting on his elbows when Minseok’s hot, wet tongue swirls around his puckered rim. Jongdae’s head falls back, mouth open in a silent scream when Minseok’s tongue pushes past his rim and inside, licking and tasting him like Jongdae was indeed his favorite kind of dessert. Minseok’s tongue withdraws, swiping over Jongdae’s entrance, circling it before he inserts a wet finger next to his tongue.
“Yes,” Jongdae whimpers, teeth buried in his bottom lip and one hand back entangled in Minseok’s soft hair for support. Hot breath is ghosting over his cool skin and Jongdae whines loudly in the back of his throat when Minseok’s finger brushes against that bundle of nerves inside of him that has his back arching off the table in sheer pleasure. He pushes his hips up, circling them against Minseok’s mouth, seeking more friction, more of Minseok’s skilled tongue eating him out. Minseok groans against his hole, the vibration sending a hot shiver through Jongdae and his body is trembling. Minseok spreads his ass cheeks wide, pushing his tongue deeper and swirling against Jongdae’s hot walls. Jongdae’s erection is swollen, the tip colored an angry red with precum leaking from it. He wants release, chases it desperately but he knows that he can only come when Minseok allows him to.
“Feel good?” Minseok smirks against Jongdae’s bare skin and Jongdae’s voice is stained with lust and need when he rasps out a whiny, “Yes,” and “Please let me come daddy.”
Minseok is licking his lips, fingertips ghosting over Jongdae’s proudly standing erection and his devilish smirk returns to his face. “Can my baby come untouched for me?”
Jongdae groans, his hole clenching and unclenching around thin air and all he wants is Minseok’s nice cock stuffing him to the brim.
“Daddy,” he begs, bottom lip jutting out but the smirk on Minseok’s face only widens dangerously before he presses two fingers inside Jongdae’s hole and rubs them right against his prostate. Jongdae curses, hips pushing back and meeting Minseok’s finger that eagerly pump in and out of him. The wet sound of skin slapping together fills the room and the air reeks of them.
“Let go baby, be good for me and come,” Minseok’s husky voice leads him on, his tongue wrapping around his neglected nipple and embraces it with his tongue. Jongdae feels tears forming at the corner of his eyes, he is so close, only one step away from tripping over the edge. Minseok’s palm collides with his ass cheek, kneads it and Jongdae screams when three fingers enter him and rub up against his prostate. He feels a thin line of drool dripping from the corner of his lips but he is far too gone to care. Minseok’s scent envelopes them, sweat pearls are covering his forehead and wrapping his body in a glistening sheen.
“You are so beautiful baby,” Minseok praises him, teeth nipping on his earlobe, “So, so good for me and so pillant in my hands.” He sucks a hickey right under Jongdae’s ear as he pushes his fingers against Jongdae’s prostate and his whole body spazzes as he paints his own stomach in milky-white cum. Jongdae’s chest rises quickly, breath coming out short as he lies spread out over the table completely spent but satisfied. His eyelids feel heavy, closing on him but he forces them to stay open and focus on Minseok who hovers over him, fingers carding through Jongdae’s hair. He leans in and presses a soft kiss to Jongdae’s forehead before he straightens up smoothes out his dress shirt and fixes his tie.
“What about - “ Jongdae starts but Minseok just shoots him a dirty look, pretending to brush dust of his pants only to guide Jongdae’s gaze to the outline of his still hard cock.
“I’m looking forward to fucking your cute little face tonight, better be ready when I get home.” he winks and smacks Jongdae’s ass to underline his statement before he grabs his black, leather briefcase and locks the door behind him.
Jongdae loves that man.