He wants the B
Title: He wants the B
Pairing: Kris/Baekhyun
Summary: This kind of follows on from this, Baekhyun basically gets his own back.
an: excuse you sir???? http://ww3.sinaimg.cn/large/d60fbcc9jw8egamrkm3jdj20u00u0ju4.jpg
an2: my ultimate bias is so anime it hurts, someone ban him from IG I WILL PAY YOU IN CURRY
an3: their sexual encounters are slowly but surely progressing, I PROMISE
Baekhyun finds Kris washing his face in the hotel bathroom. He must have took that selca a few minutes ago because he is still wearing the same blue and black ensemble and God he looks good. Kris grins mischievously as soon as he looks up to see Baekhyun in nothing but his robe. "you didn't like my selca...i'm sad" with a pout he faces the mirror to fix his hair, admiring his reflection. Baekhyun snorts, walking cautiously towards him. His gut is telling him to run away right at this moment because it seems that Kris is in a playful mood tonight and that never ends well, for either of their anus'. But then he eyes Kris up and down and to his surprise he finds that he isn't drooling yet, he gives himself a mental pat on the back. Kris taps the smooth granite worktop, ushering Baekhyun over with eyes that read "get your arse on here" and Baekhyun complies.
His silk robe rises up slightly during the climb, the chill of the worktop opposing the warmth of Kris' hand which now rests on his thighs. He threads his hands into Kris' dishevelled hair and purrs "i like your hair like this" against his jaw. Kris closes his eyes momentarily and then closes the distance between them, exhaling a sigh of pleasure as Baekhyun parts his mouth open for him. The moment is short lived though for Baekhyun is now pushing him away with a frown on his face, Kris blinks. "you know it is against the law to leave me all alone with a hard on, i had to spend the entire night fisting myself because of you, you are such an evil man" but Kris only chortles and pinches his cheeks. Baekhyun is the most adorable human being he has ever encountered. Adorable and irresistible, all at once. His eyes turn dark as his breath flutters over Baekhyuns' sweet spot, his neck looks more enticing than ever, "punish me then"; Baekhyun heaves out a low moan in agreement.
He starts to promptly undress Kris, hands moving oh too quick and almost desperate, but he will never admit that; he just needs to hear Kris melt at his touch and he needs to hear it now. He let's Kris' shirt fall to the ground whilst rakes his fingernails up his spine, a throaty whimper echoes throughout the bathroom. Kris unties Baekhyuns' robe, fingers roaming frantically towards the others now curled dick, mouth lining his nipple. Baekhyun knows Kris is half doing this to distract him from the task in hand and half because he knows how much Kris likes it when Baekhyun quivers with delight as he nibbles at his chest. Kris brings himself back up, hands still on Baekhyun dick slowly stroking away every worry Baekhyun has ever had, looking intensely into his eyes before he attacks his tongue with his own. And Baekhyun doesn't even know what he is groaning at anymore.
Baekhhyun unfastens Kris' trousers in record speed and pushes his boxers down, two dicks now occupy Kris' hands and the friction jolts them both closer. He feels light headed but decides takes the initiative to massage Kris' bare butt as a thank you. Kris let his head fall, smiling into Baekhyuns' shoulder and then biting it- prompting Baekhyun to continue. He takes his index finger into his mouth, Kris hisses understanding exactly what his motives are, lathering it with his spit before he submerging it in between the taller males' cheeks. Kris' insides suffocate his finger at first but the way Kris is wheezing into his collarbone "baekhyun...please...more..." is music to his ears and he has never felt this smug before. He thrusts his finger to the melody of Kris' heavy breathing for a while before he wiggling it out. Baekhyun takes his fingers and glides them along the tip of their swollen dicks, collecting as much pre-cum as he possibly can. A usually calm and collected Kris wails in rapid Chinese, something about a burn, when Baekhyun finally inserts two fingers in him. And as a result, the feral noises he is now making is turning Baekhyun on to a point of no return.
When he eventually starts to scissor him open he can feel Kris convulse, moulding himself deeper onto Baekhyuns' fingers; cooing promises of love and devotion into his ears in between sobs. His elbows are now digging painfully into Baekhyuns' thighs but weirdly enough he finds it strangely stimulating. It's only when Baekhyun adds a third finger inside when he feels Kris' dick start to twitch against his own and he wants to laugh because that was awfully quick, he makes a mental note to tease him about it later on. Baekhyun wraps his legs around Kris' waist and watches as he erupts and pours a mini stream of cum all over them, the sight is one to behold. Kris squeezes Baekhyuns' dick a couple more times, he replies to Baekhyuns drawn out whimpers with a few harsh, open mouthed kisses and Baekhyun can feel his insides spiralling into an oblivion soon after.
They stay there foreheads pressed together, letting the silence of the room embrace their heavy panting. Blissful smiles take residence on their faces.
Pairing: Kris/Baekhyun
Summary: This kind of follows on from this, Baekhyun basically gets his own back.
an: excuse you sir???? http://ww3.sinaimg.cn/large/d60fbcc9jw8egamrkm3jdj20u00u0ju4.jpg
an2: my ultimate bias is so anime it hurts, someone ban him from IG I WILL PAY YOU IN CURRY
an3: their sexual encounters are slowly but surely progressing, I PROMISE
Baekhyun finds Kris washing his face in the hotel bathroom. He must have took that selca a few minutes ago because he is still wearing the same blue and black ensemble and God he looks good. Kris grins mischievously as soon as he looks up to see Baekhyun in nothing but his robe. "you didn't like my selca...i'm sad" with a pout he faces the mirror to fix his hair, admiring his reflection. Baekhyun snorts, walking cautiously towards him. His gut is telling him to run away right at this moment because it seems that Kris is in a playful mood tonight and that never ends well, for either of their anus'. But then he eyes Kris up and down and to his surprise he finds that he isn't drooling yet, he gives himself a mental pat on the back. Kris taps the smooth granite worktop, ushering Baekhyun over with eyes that read "get your arse on here" and Baekhyun complies.
His silk robe rises up slightly during the climb, the chill of the worktop opposing the warmth of Kris' hand which now rests on his thighs. He threads his hands into Kris' dishevelled hair and purrs "i like your hair like this" against his jaw. Kris closes his eyes momentarily and then closes the distance between them, exhaling a sigh of pleasure as Baekhyun parts his mouth open for him. The moment is short lived though for Baekhyun is now pushing him away with a frown on his face, Kris blinks. "you know it is against the law to leave me all alone with a hard on, i had to spend the entire night fisting myself because of you, you are such an evil man" but Kris only chortles and pinches his cheeks. Baekhyun is the most adorable human being he has ever encountered. Adorable and irresistible, all at once. His eyes turn dark as his breath flutters over Baekhyuns' sweet spot, his neck looks more enticing than ever, "punish me then"; Baekhyun heaves out a low moan in agreement.
He starts to promptly undress Kris, hands moving oh too quick and almost desperate, but he will never admit that; he just needs to hear Kris melt at his touch and he needs to hear it now. He let's Kris' shirt fall to the ground whilst rakes his fingernails up his spine, a throaty whimper echoes throughout the bathroom. Kris unties Baekhyuns' robe, fingers roaming frantically towards the others now curled dick, mouth lining his nipple. Baekhyun knows Kris is half doing this to distract him from the task in hand and half because he knows how much Kris likes it when Baekhyun quivers with delight as he nibbles at his chest. Kris brings himself back up, hands still on Baekhyun dick slowly stroking away every worry Baekhyun has ever had, looking intensely into his eyes before he attacks his tongue with his own. And Baekhyun doesn't even know what he is groaning at anymore.
Baekhhyun unfastens Kris' trousers in record speed and pushes his boxers down, two dicks now occupy Kris' hands and the friction jolts them both closer. He feels light headed but decides takes the initiative to massage Kris' bare butt as a thank you. Kris let his head fall, smiling into Baekhyuns' shoulder and then biting it- prompting Baekhyun to continue. He takes his index finger into his mouth, Kris hisses understanding exactly what his motives are, lathering it with his spit before he submerging it in between the taller males' cheeks. Kris' insides suffocate his finger at first but the way Kris is wheezing into his collarbone "baekhyun...please...more..." is music to his ears and he has never felt this smug before. He thrusts his finger to the melody of Kris' heavy breathing for a while before he wiggling it out. Baekhyun takes his fingers and glides them along the tip of their swollen dicks, collecting as much pre-cum as he possibly can. A usually calm and collected Kris wails in rapid Chinese, something about a burn, when Baekhyun finally inserts two fingers in him. And as a result, the feral noises he is now making is turning Baekhyun on to a point of no return.
When he eventually starts to scissor him open he can feel Kris convulse, moulding himself deeper onto Baekhyuns' fingers; cooing promises of love and devotion into his ears in between sobs. His elbows are now digging painfully into Baekhyuns' thighs but weirdly enough he finds it strangely stimulating. It's only when Baekhyun adds a third finger inside when he feels Kris' dick start to twitch against his own and he wants to laugh because that was awfully quick, he makes a mental note to tease him about it later on. Baekhyun wraps his legs around Kris' waist and watches as he erupts and pours a mini stream of cum all over them, the sight is one to behold. Kris squeezes Baekhyuns' dick a couple more times, he replies to Baekhyuns drawn out whimpers with a few harsh, open mouthed kisses and Baekhyun can feel his insides spiralling into an oblivion soon after.
They stay there foreheads pressed together, letting the silence of the room embrace their heavy panting. Blissful smiles take residence on their faces.