Fic: Stepping Out [2/2]
Title: Stepping Out (2/2)
Band: B.A.P
Pairing: HimDaejong
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Infidelity, BDSM. AU
Summary: Kim Himchan has a secret.
Notes: This got a bit more complicated and longer than originally intended.
Part l
Part ll
“So tell me, Himchan. How’s it feel to watch your lover be with someone else?”
Jongup pulls his hips back to begin a steady, rough rhythm, using his grip on Daehyun’s hips to yank him back hard each time he moved forward. “Oh, right. You can’t say anything at all, can you? You just have to watch.”
Himchan struggled to swallow the excess spit in the pit of his mouth as he watched Jongup tangle his fingers in Daehyun’s thick hair and yank him upward, using that as leverage to fuck him harder.
Daehyun was already a moaning mess though, hips pushing back into Jongup’s bruising grip as he shifted his weight to one hand to reach down and palm himself.
Jongup growled, and let go of Daehyun’s hair to slap his hand away. “Good sluts know better than to touch themselves without permission,” He hissed, and Daehyun whimpered as Jongup grabbed him by the arms and pulled them behind his back.
Himchan could feel the drool dribbling down his face, hips arching up desperately as he watched the two above him - With his arms caught, Daehyun had no choice but to rely on Jongup for balance, unable to touch himself even as the tightening in his abdomen grew stronger with his impending release.
“Ah, ahh, Jongup~”
Daehyun was quickly losing control of himself, body beginning to shake as Jongup finally took pity on him and wrapped an arm around his waist instead. His heated eyes catching Himchan’s over Daehyun’s shoulder, he pressed an insultingly soft kiss to the skin of Daehyun’s neck and wrapped a hand around the other man’s straining cock, jerking it quickly.
“Cum for me, you messy slut.”
The words were no sooner out of Jongup’s mouth before Daehyun was erupting over his hand, a low scream torn from his throat as rope after rope of thick sticky cum splashed across Himchan’s tented boxers and chest. Jongup fucked him through his orgasm and then gently rolled him onto his back beside Himchan, trailing a hand over his quivering stomach. “When you’re up to it, go get yourself cleaned up,” He murmured, and Daehyun nodded, breathing still labored.
Then Jongup turned his full attention on Himchan.
The expression on his face alone might have been enough to set Himchan off, if it wasn’t for the hint of promise lingering in those dark depths.
As Daehyun picked himself up off the bed and disappeared into the bathroom, Jongup peeled off the condom and disposed of it before crawling across the bed to straddle Himchan’s heaving chest. Tangling his fingers in the older man’s hair much the way he had Daehyun’s, he stared down at his boyfriend with a sneer. “I’m going to untie you now, Himchannie,” He murmured, “And I want you to put your hands on the bed and don’t move them. Don’t you dare touch me, either. And if you so much as reach for yourself, I will quick you out of his hotel room as you are and never speak to you again. Am I clear?”
Insides thrumming, Himchan nodded furiously, watching as Jongup undid the cuffs and laid his numb arms down one by one before he reached for the buckle behind his head.
Once the ball was removed, Himchan struggled to reorient his jaw. Not that it really mattered, because in those few moments Jongup was sitting up and presenting him with a faceful of cock.
“J-Jongup, I-“
Jongup’s grip tightened on his hair.
“Actions speak louder than words, Himchan. So suck my fucking dick.”
Parting his lips, Himchan blinked back the wetness in his eyes as Jongup used the grip on his hair to fuck his face, rolling his eyes up at least to see the way the younger boy’s face scrunched in pleasure with each groan he let lose. He was already riled up after Daehyun, so it wasn’t much before Jongup was releasing down Himchan’s throat, not even warning him as he held his head still and forced him to swallow it all.
Himchan didn’t give blowjobs often. So it was understandable that he choked.
Sputtering and coughing when Jongup pulled away, Himchan looked up at Jongup as cum spilled over his lips and chin, face red and tears sliding down over his temples to disappear into the pillow beneath him.
Jongup remained sitting over him until Himchan caught his breath, his hands curled so tight in the blanket they were nearly the same colour.
“Well, Himchannie?”
“I-I am s-so sorry, Jonguppie, so -so sorry, I love you, I love you so much, please-“
“Please what?”
Himchan whined, bucking and twisting his hips. “Please, please let me cum..”
Jongup hummed, shifting back to sit between Himchan’s spread legs. His fingers traced the waistband of Himchan’s boxers and the older man gasped, making Jongup glare at him.
“Hold it..”
Biting his lip, Himchan struggled to do as he was told, unable to even watch as Jongup peeled his underwear away to reveal his cock soaked in precum, nearly purple from all the stimulation.
“Alright, Himchannie. Give me your hands.”
Throwing his hands out, Jongup actually smiled as he locked their hands together and stared deeply into Himchan’s eyes.
“Now cum for me.”
It was like a switch had been flipped.
His body tensing like a bow string, Himchan held on to Jongup’s hands for dear life as he came all over his stomach and chest, muscles convulsing from the sheer force of his release and Jongup’s name a mantra on his lips that he couldn’t tell one end from the other.
The euphoria crashed through his system like a tidal wave, battering his very core and leaving him a shaking, sweaty mess.
It was many minutes before he could think straight again, his hands actually cramped from holding so tightly to Jongup’s. However, when he opened his eyes again the younger was smiling down at him.
“Relax, Himchannie,” He soothed, prying Himchan’s fingers apart so he could run his hands over the other man instead. When he finally stopped shaking, Jongup leaned down to press a kiss to his forehead. “Rest for a few minutes. I’ll be right back.”
Himchan’s eyes snapped open as he instinctively reached for the younger, his expression just a little frightened. Jongup couldn’t help the little perverse thrill in finally seeing the other man so needy.
But he loved him, first and foremost, so he smiled gently as he leaned down to kiss Himchan softly. “Don’t worry, baby,” He murmured, brushing their lips together. “I’ll be back in a few minutes. I’m not going anywhere.”
Himchan’s gaze searched his when he pulled back, and then he let out a shaky sigh. “O-okay. I love you,” He added, cheeks flushing just a bit darker than they already were. He didn’t say it that often, and now he realized he really should have. Because when Jongup smiled down at him, it was ten times brighter than before. “I love you too, Himchannie.”
Gently untangling himself, Jongup left the bedroom and walked out into the entrance way of the suite, where Daehyun was waiting, freshly showered and clothed. His smile was sympathetic when he saw Jongup. “So did that turn out much like you planned it?”
Jongup hummed. “More or less. But I wanted to thank you again, Daehyunnie. For doing all of this for me. For us.”
Daehyun shrugged, reaching out to fix a piece of wayward hair. “You know me. Anything for a friend.” He bit his lip playfully when Jongup rolled his eyes. “Just go, you,” He growled, slapping at the older boy’s arm. “Oh~ fiesty~”
Jongup sighed as the older reached the door. “Seriously, Daehyun. Also, say hi to Youngjae for me!”
Daehyun snapped a sassy salute. “I will! Goodnight, Jongup~”
And then he was gone. Jongup laughed quietly to himself as he locked the door after him. He really was something.
“Jongup?”
Jongup turned to see Himchan lingering in the doorway, looking unsure and more vulnerable than Jongup had ever seen him.
Walking forward with his arms open, Jongup wasn’t that surprised when Himchan stumbled forward to embrace him hard, burying his face into the shorter man’s neck. “I am so, so sorry, Jongup,” He cried, fingers digging in to the muscles of the younger boy’s back. He never wanted to let him go. “I love you so, so much and I was just..I was scared..”
Jongup hummed, reaching up to run his hand through the older man’s hair.
“Mr. Kim Himchan, scared? Never thought I’d see the day.”
When Himchan pulled back he glared at Jongup through teary eyes. Though it was greatly lessoned by the calm, caring gaze Jongup had levelled on him. “Yes, even the great Himchan gets scared..”
Himchan admitted quietly, and Jongup nodded, moving his hand down to skim his fingers over the taller man’s cheek. “That’s exactly my point, Himchan. I am your lover, not your business partners, or even your family. You don’t have to be strong for me. You don’t have to take care of me or protect me a hundred percent of the time. You can tell me anything - Your deepest, darkest secrets, your fetishes, or even your nightmares. I will be here for you, no matter what.”
Himchan nodded, his cheeks a bright pink again. “I..I will try to be more open with you, Jonguppie..”
Jongup’s smile was his usual radiant one as he tugged the other in for a quick peck of lips. “Good. Now let’s get in the shower.”
And suddenly, Himchan was reminded exactly what he was covered in.
Wrinkling his nose in disgust, he ignored Jongup’s laugh as he headed into the bathroom, the smaller male’s hand held tightly once more in his.
He wanted some pampering, and maybe even some cuddling..
Jongup couldn’t help teasing Himchan when the flush on his cheeks spread down his chest.
Himchan told him to shut up as he turned on the water and pulled the shorter man inside.
Yes, Jongup thought, These were the next good steps in the right direction.
Band: B.A.P
Pairing: HimDaejong
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Infidelity, BDSM. AU
Summary: Kim Himchan has a secret.
Notes: This got a bit more complicated and longer than originally intended.
Part l
Part ll
“So tell me, Himchan. How’s it feel to watch your lover be with someone else?”
Jongup pulls his hips back to begin a steady, rough rhythm, using his grip on Daehyun’s hips to yank him back hard each time he moved forward. “Oh, right. You can’t say anything at all, can you? You just have to watch.”
Himchan struggled to swallow the excess spit in the pit of his mouth as he watched Jongup tangle his fingers in Daehyun’s thick hair and yank him upward, using that as leverage to fuck him harder.
Daehyun was already a moaning mess though, hips pushing back into Jongup’s bruising grip as he shifted his weight to one hand to reach down and palm himself.
Jongup growled, and let go of Daehyun’s hair to slap his hand away. “Good sluts know better than to touch themselves without permission,” He hissed, and Daehyun whimpered as Jongup grabbed him by the arms and pulled them behind his back.
Himchan could feel the drool dribbling down his face, hips arching up desperately as he watched the two above him - With his arms caught, Daehyun had no choice but to rely on Jongup for balance, unable to touch himself even as the tightening in his abdomen grew stronger with his impending release.
“Ah, ahh, Jongup~”
Daehyun was quickly losing control of himself, body beginning to shake as Jongup finally took pity on him and wrapped an arm around his waist instead. His heated eyes catching Himchan’s over Daehyun’s shoulder, he pressed an insultingly soft kiss to the skin of Daehyun’s neck and wrapped a hand around the other man’s straining cock, jerking it quickly.
“Cum for me, you messy slut.”
The words were no sooner out of Jongup’s mouth before Daehyun was erupting over his hand, a low scream torn from his throat as rope after rope of thick sticky cum splashed across Himchan’s tented boxers and chest. Jongup fucked him through his orgasm and then gently rolled him onto his back beside Himchan, trailing a hand over his quivering stomach. “When you’re up to it, go get yourself cleaned up,” He murmured, and Daehyun nodded, breathing still labored.
Then Jongup turned his full attention on Himchan.
The expression on his face alone might have been enough to set Himchan off, if it wasn’t for the hint of promise lingering in those dark depths.
As Daehyun picked himself up off the bed and disappeared into the bathroom, Jongup peeled off the condom and disposed of it before crawling across the bed to straddle Himchan’s heaving chest. Tangling his fingers in the older man’s hair much the way he had Daehyun’s, he stared down at his boyfriend with a sneer. “I’m going to untie you now, Himchannie,” He murmured, “And I want you to put your hands on the bed and don’t move them. Don’t you dare touch me, either. And if you so much as reach for yourself, I will quick you out of his hotel room as you are and never speak to you again. Am I clear?”
Insides thrumming, Himchan nodded furiously, watching as Jongup undid the cuffs and laid his numb arms down one by one before he reached for the buckle behind his head.
Once the ball was removed, Himchan struggled to reorient his jaw. Not that it really mattered, because in those few moments Jongup was sitting up and presenting him with a faceful of cock.
“J-Jongup, I-“
Jongup’s grip tightened on his hair.
“Actions speak louder than words, Himchan. So suck my fucking dick.”
Parting his lips, Himchan blinked back the wetness in his eyes as Jongup used the grip on his hair to fuck his face, rolling his eyes up at least to see the way the younger boy’s face scrunched in pleasure with each groan he let lose. He was already riled up after Daehyun, so it wasn’t much before Jongup was releasing down Himchan’s throat, not even warning him as he held his head still and forced him to swallow it all.
Himchan didn’t give blowjobs often. So it was understandable that he choked.
Sputtering and coughing when Jongup pulled away, Himchan looked up at Jongup as cum spilled over his lips and chin, face red and tears sliding down over his temples to disappear into the pillow beneath him.
Jongup remained sitting over him until Himchan caught his breath, his hands curled so tight in the blanket they were nearly the same colour.
“Well, Himchannie?”
“I-I am s-so sorry, Jonguppie, so -so sorry, I love you, I love you so much, please-“
“Please what?”
Himchan whined, bucking and twisting his hips. “Please, please let me cum..”
Jongup hummed, shifting back to sit between Himchan’s spread legs. His fingers traced the waistband of Himchan’s boxers and the older man gasped, making Jongup glare at him.
“Hold it..”
Biting his lip, Himchan struggled to do as he was told, unable to even watch as Jongup peeled his underwear away to reveal his cock soaked in precum, nearly purple from all the stimulation.
“Alright, Himchannie. Give me your hands.”
Throwing his hands out, Jongup actually smiled as he locked their hands together and stared deeply into Himchan’s eyes.
“Now cum for me.”
It was like a switch had been flipped.
His body tensing like a bow string, Himchan held on to Jongup’s hands for dear life as he came all over his stomach and chest, muscles convulsing from the sheer force of his release and Jongup’s name a mantra on his lips that he couldn’t tell one end from the other.
The euphoria crashed through his system like a tidal wave, battering his very core and leaving him a shaking, sweaty mess.
It was many minutes before he could think straight again, his hands actually cramped from holding so tightly to Jongup’s. However, when he opened his eyes again the younger was smiling down at him.
“Relax, Himchannie,” He soothed, prying Himchan’s fingers apart so he could run his hands over the other man instead. When he finally stopped shaking, Jongup leaned down to press a kiss to his forehead. “Rest for a few minutes. I’ll be right back.”
Himchan’s eyes snapped open as he instinctively reached for the younger, his expression just a little frightened. Jongup couldn’t help the little perverse thrill in finally seeing the other man so needy.
But he loved him, first and foremost, so he smiled gently as he leaned down to kiss Himchan softly. “Don’t worry, baby,” He murmured, brushing their lips together. “I’ll be back in a few minutes. I’m not going anywhere.”
Himchan’s gaze searched his when he pulled back, and then he let out a shaky sigh. “O-okay. I love you,” He added, cheeks flushing just a bit darker than they already were. He didn’t say it that often, and now he realized he really should have. Because when Jongup smiled down at him, it was ten times brighter than before. “I love you too, Himchannie.”
Gently untangling himself, Jongup left the bedroom and walked out into the entrance way of the suite, where Daehyun was waiting, freshly showered and clothed. His smile was sympathetic when he saw Jongup. “So did that turn out much like you planned it?”
Jongup hummed. “More or less. But I wanted to thank you again, Daehyunnie. For doing all of this for me. For us.”
Daehyun shrugged, reaching out to fix a piece of wayward hair. “You know me. Anything for a friend.” He bit his lip playfully when Jongup rolled his eyes. “Just go, you,” He growled, slapping at the older boy’s arm. “Oh~ fiesty~”
Jongup sighed as the older reached the door. “Seriously, Daehyun. Also, say hi to Youngjae for me!”
Daehyun snapped a sassy salute. “I will! Goodnight, Jongup~”
And then he was gone. Jongup laughed quietly to himself as he locked the door after him. He really was something.
“Jongup?”
Jongup turned to see Himchan lingering in the doorway, looking unsure and more vulnerable than Jongup had ever seen him.
Walking forward with his arms open, Jongup wasn’t that surprised when Himchan stumbled forward to embrace him hard, burying his face into the shorter man’s neck. “I am so, so sorry, Jongup,” He cried, fingers digging in to the muscles of the younger boy’s back. He never wanted to let him go. “I love you so, so much and I was just..I was scared..”
Jongup hummed, reaching up to run his hand through the older man’s hair.
“Mr. Kim Himchan, scared? Never thought I’d see the day.”
When Himchan pulled back he glared at Jongup through teary eyes. Though it was greatly lessoned by the calm, caring gaze Jongup had levelled on him. “Yes, even the great Himchan gets scared..”
Himchan admitted quietly, and Jongup nodded, moving his hand down to skim his fingers over the taller man’s cheek. “That’s exactly my point, Himchan. I am your lover, not your business partners, or even your family. You don’t have to be strong for me. You don’t have to take care of me or protect me a hundred percent of the time. You can tell me anything - Your deepest, darkest secrets, your fetishes, or even your nightmares. I will be here for you, no matter what.”
Himchan nodded, his cheeks a bright pink again. “I..I will try to be more open with you, Jonguppie..”
Jongup’s smile was his usual radiant one as he tugged the other in for a quick peck of lips. “Good. Now let’s get in the shower.”
And suddenly, Himchan was reminded exactly what he was covered in.
Wrinkling his nose in disgust, he ignored Jongup’s laugh as he headed into the bathroom, the smaller male’s hand held tightly once more in his.
He wanted some pampering, and maybe even some cuddling..
Jongup couldn’t help teasing Himchan when the flush on his cheeks spread down his chest.
Himchan told him to shut up as he turned on the water and pulled the shorter man inside.
Yes, Jongup thought, These were the next good steps in the right direction.