Random [Zikyung]
Title: Random
Pairing: Zikyung (Block B)
Summary: It's their ritual.
Notes: Inspired by text between Arianna and I. Luv u bb <3 <3 <3
It’s their ritual, sort of.
When they have the dorm to themselves, they plug in a movie into the DVD player and watch together.
Slowly, as the porno plays, they get hard and though they’ve been doing this since they were thirteen, it’s always a little awkward for Kyung, sitting shirtless next to Jiho, to pull out his cock and start stroking it the way he likes.
It’s made less awkward by Jiho pulling his out first, but it’s still awkward.
They’re not gay--or at least Kyung doesn’t think they are, but this ritual has become less frequent and Kyung knows it’s not because they’re getting older. It’s become less about the movie and more about the other person. Kyung catches Jiho watching Kyung jerk off more often than not and he’s not entirely sure what it means for their friendship. Doing this is normal for them, but the feelings it produces are not. They’re not entirely unwanted or abhorrent, just unsettling.
So when everyone’s out for the evening, everyone except him and Jiho, Jiho smirks at him in a knowing way and soon they’ve popped in a movie and are sitting on the floor in front of the TV, hands down their pants like guilty pre-teens.
This time, however, Kyung can tell is different. Jiho is watching him every time Kyung happens to glance over at Jiho (and the glances Kyung shoots over to Jiho are completely innocent, honestly) with a hungry look in his eye that Kyung recognizes as desire. Finally, after what seems like an hour, Kyung turns to Jiho to tell his friend to stop staring, but finds his mouth suddenly silenced by Jiho’s chin.
Jiho pulls back and Kyung splutters, “You missed!”
Jiho laughs and kisses Kyung again, getting it right this time. Kyung kisses him back as best he can. He’s all talk and no experience and he’s pretty sure it shows.
Jiho pulls away and casts his glance down to Kyung’s erect cock, still clothed by his sweat pants. Jiho pulls the pants away and before Kyung can stop him, Jiho has his cock in his mouth, sucking, hard.
Kyung can’t even make noise he’s so shocked with pleasure. Jiho’s wet, hot mouth feels like a punch to the gut and better than his hand ever could. He’s reaching orgasm embarrassingly quickly, he knows, but no one’s ever gone down on him like this before. Some dim insistence of etiquette tells him to warn Jiho before he comes, and he tries, but no sound comes out. He pulls on Jiho’s hair lightly, and when that only makes Jiho suck harder, he doubles over and pushes awkwardly at Jiho’s forehead.
Jiho pulls off and looks up at Kyung.
It’s always small things that make Kyung come. A noise the actress makes, something in the actor’s eyes. This time, it’s how red and wet and swollen Jiho’s lips are. Kyung’s gut clenches and he comes.
All over Jiho’s face.
And it’s probably the best orgasm that he’s ever had. His eyes roll up in his head, he can’t feel his toes. His fingers curl.
When he comes down from it, he’s panting and his eyes are heavy lidded and Jiho is snickering.
Kyung looks up, eyes unfocused and sees Jiho sitting nearby with his phone, taking a picture. Kyung feels as if someone’s poured cold water down his back and lunges for the phone, but it’s too late, the deed is already done.
In retaliation, Kyung seizes his phone and takes a picture of Jiho’s come splattered face, resolving, as he looks at it, to save it for his personal files forever.
“Well,” Jiho says, and Kyung looks up from his phone. “Aren’t you gonna return the favor?”
Kyung smiles.
Pairing: Zikyung (Block B)
Summary: It's their ritual.
Notes: Inspired by text between Arianna and I. Luv u bb <3 <3 <3
It’s their ritual, sort of.
When they have the dorm to themselves, they plug in a movie into the DVD player and watch together.
Slowly, as the porno plays, they get hard and though they’ve been doing this since they were thirteen, it’s always a little awkward for Kyung, sitting shirtless next to Jiho, to pull out his cock and start stroking it the way he likes.
It’s made less awkward by Jiho pulling his out first, but it’s still awkward.
They’re not gay--or at least Kyung doesn’t think they are, but this ritual has become less frequent and Kyung knows it’s not because they’re getting older. It’s become less about the movie and more about the other person. Kyung catches Jiho watching Kyung jerk off more often than not and he’s not entirely sure what it means for their friendship. Doing this is normal for them, but the feelings it produces are not. They’re not entirely unwanted or abhorrent, just unsettling.
So when everyone’s out for the evening, everyone except him and Jiho, Jiho smirks at him in a knowing way and soon they’ve popped in a movie and are sitting on the floor in front of the TV, hands down their pants like guilty pre-teens.
This time, however, Kyung can tell is different. Jiho is watching him every time Kyung happens to glance over at Jiho (and the glances Kyung shoots over to Jiho are completely innocent, honestly) with a hungry look in his eye that Kyung recognizes as desire. Finally, after what seems like an hour, Kyung turns to Jiho to tell his friend to stop staring, but finds his mouth suddenly silenced by Jiho’s chin.
Jiho pulls back and Kyung splutters, “You missed!”
Jiho laughs and kisses Kyung again, getting it right this time. Kyung kisses him back as best he can. He’s all talk and no experience and he’s pretty sure it shows.
Jiho pulls away and casts his glance down to Kyung’s erect cock, still clothed by his sweat pants. Jiho pulls the pants away and before Kyung can stop him, Jiho has his cock in his mouth, sucking, hard.
Kyung can’t even make noise he’s so shocked with pleasure. Jiho’s wet, hot mouth feels like a punch to the gut and better than his hand ever could. He’s reaching orgasm embarrassingly quickly, he knows, but no one’s ever gone down on him like this before. Some dim insistence of etiquette tells him to warn Jiho before he comes, and he tries, but no sound comes out. He pulls on Jiho’s hair lightly, and when that only makes Jiho suck harder, he doubles over and pushes awkwardly at Jiho’s forehead.
Jiho pulls off and looks up at Kyung.
It’s always small things that make Kyung come. A noise the actress makes, something in the actor’s eyes. This time, it’s how red and wet and swollen Jiho’s lips are. Kyung’s gut clenches and he comes.
All over Jiho’s face.
And it’s probably the best orgasm that he’s ever had. His eyes roll up in his head, he can’t feel his toes. His fingers curl.
When he comes down from it, he’s panting and his eyes are heavy lidded and Jiho is snickering.
Kyung looks up, eyes unfocused and sees Jiho sitting nearby with his phone, taking a picture. Kyung feels as if someone’s poured cold water down his back and lunges for the phone, but it’s too late, the deed is already done.
In retaliation, Kyung seizes his phone and takes a picture of Jiho’s come splattered face, resolving, as he looks at it, to save it for his personal files forever.
“Well,” Jiho says, and Kyung looks up from his phone. “Aren’t you gonna return the favor?”
Kyung smiles.