On a night like this
Title: On a Night like this
Pairing: Kiseop/AJ
Rating: NC-17
Kiseop’s kiss on AJ’s lips was too rough, his hold on the wrists too tight. But the other is responding, not only in pain, but also in want.
AJ tries to free himself from the man by pushing twice. And Kiseop falls onto the bed.
AJ crawls onto Kiseop slowly, eyes not leaving the sight of the other. He holds his lover by the back of his head, and kisses him deep. From the lips, he moves to the side of the jaw, and then onto the neck. He lowers a little bit more and reaches a collar bone. Kiseop arches his back a bit as he moans out the feeling of ecstasy. AJ briefly returns to kissing his lips, hand on the chest, grabbing the guy’s shirt, slowly pulling it up until the kiss has to break.
The shirt’s off, and AJ goes for Kiseop’s stomach, ravishing the man with kisses on the muscles. Kiseop grabs his hair, pushing the guy’s head down, wanting more of that contact on him.
AJ suddenly stops kissing and leans his head on Kiseop’s stomach, closing his eyes and smelling the faint scent of body spray. His hands though, aren’t making any pauses. He grabs Kiseop’s waist, and tugs on the trousers, slightly pulling them down. He hears a small sound of pleasure from the sudden friction of fabric against skin. Delighted by the response, AJ pulls once more, harder this time. He chuckles when Kiseop moans loud, feeling strong arousal from underneath his paramour’s weight, and the jeans that won’t come off.
Sitting on Kiseop’s stomach, AJ takes off his jacket and shirt, his denim trousers being unbuttoned for him. He lowers himself once more and bites lightly on Kiseop’s chest, grinding a thigh as his jeans slide off a bit. He goes up and lies beside the other, catching his breath, apparently enjoying short breaks.
Kiseop takes advantage of the situation and switches their places and kisses AJ’s eyes, nose, and lips, knee pressing down on where the young boy’s underwear is. Then he pushed his tongue in the mouth when he felt the gasp.
Rude, Kiseop opens his eyes, enjoying the view of AJ shutting tight in the kiss and the hard grip on his shoulders. Then when he runs out of breath himself, he goes down and pulls all the bottom clothing from the boy and pauses just to remove shoes and socks. He sees everything of AJ. But he gets off the bottom of the bed to properly dispose of his own clothes. Taking his shorts off, he chuckles when he sees AJ crawling to him closer, grabbing the hardened muscle in front when the last foot was out of the fabrics. Lips pressing, kissing, and sucking, Kiseop cursed in indulgence, smiling as he pulled off and guided the other up, and returned the favor on the lips.
Kiseop leans in and they fall on the bed. He positions AJ’s thighs up and licks his fingers. AJ smirks and returns the stare as fingers leave the lips.
Three digits enter AJ at the bottom end, causing him to moan loudly and shakes a leg as one of them hits the bull’s eye. They stay there for a while, pushing and twisting about and he sighs, not in relief when they eventually pull out.
Here comes the feature presentation, Kiseop thinks. He pushes the part of him that was impatiently waiting for this moment. Both he and AJ let out loud sounds as the motion repeats itself. Forward, backward, and forward again. Kiseop leans down and positions his head beside AJ’s ear, with their voices as loud, and as hard as the pounding of their hearts. He grabs tight on the strongest muscle on AJ right now and pulls it up and down, sending the two on overdrive.
They go for a strong finish, both of them feeling sweat with their breathing still heavy. Kiseop sits up to lick his glazed fingers before lying down beside AJ who watched as he exhaled and slipped an arm around him.
They kiss once more, softly until it deepens and Kiseop is now crouched above AJ once more.
This is going to take a while.
Pairing: Kiseop/AJ
Rating: NC-17
Kiseop’s kiss on AJ’s lips was too rough, his hold on the wrists too tight. But the other is responding, not only in pain, but also in want.
AJ tries to free himself from the man by pushing twice. And Kiseop falls onto the bed.
AJ crawls onto Kiseop slowly, eyes not leaving the sight of the other. He holds his lover by the back of his head, and kisses him deep. From the lips, he moves to the side of the jaw, and then onto the neck. He lowers a little bit more and reaches a collar bone. Kiseop arches his back a bit as he moans out the feeling of ecstasy. AJ briefly returns to kissing his lips, hand on the chest, grabbing the guy’s shirt, slowly pulling it up until the kiss has to break.
The shirt’s off, and AJ goes for Kiseop’s stomach, ravishing the man with kisses on the muscles. Kiseop grabs his hair, pushing the guy’s head down, wanting more of that contact on him.
AJ suddenly stops kissing and leans his head on Kiseop’s stomach, closing his eyes and smelling the faint scent of body spray. His hands though, aren’t making any pauses. He grabs Kiseop’s waist, and tugs on the trousers, slightly pulling them down. He hears a small sound of pleasure from the sudden friction of fabric against skin. Delighted by the response, AJ pulls once more, harder this time. He chuckles when Kiseop moans loud, feeling strong arousal from underneath his paramour’s weight, and the jeans that won’t come off.
Sitting on Kiseop’s stomach, AJ takes off his jacket and shirt, his denim trousers being unbuttoned for him. He lowers himself once more and bites lightly on Kiseop’s chest, grinding a thigh as his jeans slide off a bit. He goes up and lies beside the other, catching his breath, apparently enjoying short breaks.
Kiseop takes advantage of the situation and switches their places and kisses AJ’s eyes, nose, and lips, knee pressing down on where the young boy’s underwear is. Then he pushed his tongue in the mouth when he felt the gasp.
Rude, Kiseop opens his eyes, enjoying the view of AJ shutting tight in the kiss and the hard grip on his shoulders. Then when he runs out of breath himself, he goes down and pulls all the bottom clothing from the boy and pauses just to remove shoes and socks. He sees everything of AJ. But he gets off the bottom of the bed to properly dispose of his own clothes. Taking his shorts off, he chuckles when he sees AJ crawling to him closer, grabbing the hardened muscle in front when the last foot was out of the fabrics. Lips pressing, kissing, and sucking, Kiseop cursed in indulgence, smiling as he pulled off and guided the other up, and returned the favor on the lips.
Kiseop leans in and they fall on the bed. He positions AJ’s thighs up and licks his fingers. AJ smirks and returns the stare as fingers leave the lips.
Three digits enter AJ at the bottom end, causing him to moan loudly and shakes a leg as one of them hits the bull’s eye. They stay there for a while, pushing and twisting about and he sighs, not in relief when they eventually pull out.
Here comes the feature presentation, Kiseop thinks. He pushes the part of him that was impatiently waiting for this moment. Both he and AJ let out loud sounds as the motion repeats itself. Forward, backward, and forward again. Kiseop leans down and positions his head beside AJ’s ear, with their voices as loud, and as hard as the pounding of their hearts. He grabs tight on the strongest muscle on AJ right now and pulls it up and down, sending the two on overdrive.
They go for a strong finish, both of them feeling sweat with their breathing still heavy. Kiseop sits up to lick his glazed fingers before lying down beside AJ who watched as he exhaled and slipped an arm around him.
They kiss once more, softly until it deepens and Kiseop is now crouched above AJ once more.
This is going to take a while.