Joon the Cat 2/5
Title: Joon the Cat (2/5)
Author: seekin4therapy
Pairing: Joon/Rain
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut
Summary: Jihoon plays with his present in the kitchen this time.
( 1)
Striding out of the garage and into the quiet house with a wriggling and giggling and naked Joon on his shoulder was not as easy a task as it sounded. After smacking the now bright pink ass for the umpteenth time in an effort to calm the squirming, he finally made it into the living room, dumping the giggly mass onto the leather sofa. Joon landed with an ‘oomf’, sitting up to rub at his tender backside and scowl at his now smirking lover. Jihoon just grinned at the disgruntled boy, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.
“Do you want something to eat babe?” He asked over his shoulder, moving over to the fridge and opening the door to let the rush of cool air wash over his heated body and dry the leftover sweat from their earlier activities. Joon frowned in the direction his boyfriend had gone.
“I thought you said you were going to play with me some more?” he whined, reclining on his front on the couch with his feet waving to and fro in the air behind him.
“I am. But I’m starving, and we’re both gonna need something to eat if we want to have enough energy to really enjoy it.”
Joon perked up at the mention of food, and a wickedly delightful idea popped into his head. He rolled off the couch, narrowly missing the corner of the coffee table with his head, and rushed into their shared bedroom, calling after him “Hyung, make me a bowl of milk!”
Jihoon raised an eyebrow at the strange request, then shrugged his shoulders and took out the carton of milk and rummaged for a bowl in the pantry. After all, it wasn’t the weirdest thing his eclectic lover had ever asked for. He had just finished pouring the milk into the metal bowl (he wasn’t cheap, honest, he just preferred to buy things when they were on sale, and- okayokayfine, he was a cheap bastard! Goddamn.) when a noise from behind him made him turn around to find the source. The sight that greeted him almost made him drop the bowl and let it fall to the floor along with his jaw.
“Hey there Jihoon~”
There Joon stood, smooth expanses of flesh on display, unashamedly nude except for those fucking sexy cat ears and- was that a collar?! Sure enough, fitted snugly around the slender throat was a black leather choker with a small sparkling stone dangling from the front of it, matching the glittering rock that shone from the small boy’s navel.
“You- you’re wearing a-… a collar,” Jihoon choked out, eyes lustfully drinking in the sight of his naked lover. Joon grinned coyly, then stepped slowly into the kitchen, intense gaze never leaving the older man’s face.
“Mmm, do you like it? I had it made especially for your birthday. Now, be a good boy and set that bowl on the floor, hmm?”
Jihoon dumbly complied, too caught up in the vision before him to question the command.
“Very good~ Now, pull that chair out from the table and sit down.”
Again Jihoon mindlessly complied. Joon smirked at the blind obedience just his being naked had caused. With his plan firmly in the forefront of his brain lest he forget it as he was want to do, he slowly dropped to his knees on the cool tile, and then to all fours. Arching his back and pushing his ample rear up into the air, he slowly began to crawl towards his stunned boyfriend and the bowl of milk, swaying his hips back and forth in a tantalizing manner. Jihoon nearly drooled at the sight. Honestly, he shouldn’t be surprised at this turn of events. Joon had always been the sexually forward one in their relationship. He was brought out of his inner musings when the older boy finally made it to the bowl.
Joon peered up at Jihoon coyly through a thick fringe of auburn hair, and then slowly brought his upper body down towards the milk, full rear still waving in the air. Jihoon gulped. Surely he wasn’t…
At the sight of a small pink tongue darting out to lap up the white liquid Jihoon’s mouth went dry as his pants became painfully tight around his erection. Holy shit. That was unexpectedly hot. He groaned aloud, and spread his legs in an attempt to alleviate some of the pressure. His eyes never left the oddly erotic display, and he couldn’t help but wish that small tongue was lapping at something else, that throat swallowing a much thicker white liquid than the milk. As if reading his mind, Joon took once last lap at the bowl and then brought his coy gaze back up to Jihoon’s, licking his full lips enticingly.
Seeing the obvious tent in his boyfriend pants, he pushed the bowl aside and crawled in between the long legs, hands reaching up to pull down the zipper and teasingly bringing the dripping organ out into the cool air of the kitchen. Jihoon groaned again as his cock twitched in anticipation. He tipped his head back and closed his eyes and waited. And waited. After a few more moments of nothing, no warm tongue or hot mouth or anything, he cracked open an eye to find Joon staring unnervingly at him. He blinked in confusion.
“Um… babe? Aren’t you gonna… you know…?” He gestured at his straining organ. Joon simply tilted his head, then opened his mouth to speak.
And meowed.
Jihoon blinked again, not quite sure he had heard right.
“Joon? Baby? Did you just… meow at me?”
Joon’s eyes scrunched up into happy half moons, and he ‘meowed’ again. Jihoon was stunned. He didn’t know how to handle this turn of events. Normally when his boyfriend came up with kinky ideas he was good about just going with the flow, but this was so far beyond anything he had ever thought of that he was completely at a loss as to how to continue. He stared dumbly down at his expectant boyfriend, mind going blank as words fled into a saner plane of existence.
Joon frowned up at Jihoon, nonplussed at the stupefied expression on the older man’s face. He meowed louder this time, then nipped at the motionless hand resting on the other’s knee. At the slight pain, Jihoon snapped out of his daze, but continued to gaze at his lover in confusion.
“What exactly is it you want me to do, Joon? I don’t understand half the things you say even when you’re speaking the same language as me, much less now as a cat!”
Joon grinned, unfazed at the grouchy jab at his speaking skills, then nuzzled his nose against the warm length of flesh in front of his face. Jihoon let out a slight moan, then sighed in frustration when again Joon did nothing more than nuzzle his erection. Growling in annoyance, he bit out “Will you just fucking suck me already?!”
With a happy mewl, Joon did just that. Jihoon gasped as that small pink tongue that had been lapping daintily at the milk a few minutes before now licked along the bulbous head of his penis. It swirled around the tip, teasingly dipping into the slit every so often only to retreat again and resume laving the blunt head. Growing frustrated once more as the attention was only paid to that area of his dick, he managed to force out through the pleasure “Take me into your mouth bitch”, an order which Joon immediately obeyed, and through the rush of pleasure that came from that hot wet mouth encasing his erection a light finally clicked on in his head. He grinned evilly, having finally figured out the key to Joon’s little game.
Hunching over so his mouth was next to his lover’s ear, he whispered heatedly into the sensitive shell.
“Suck me like the whore you are.”
Joon gave out a needy little mewl before beginning to suck on the rigid flesh in his mouth with all his might, wet slurping noises echoing throughout the kitchen along with quiet groans from Jihoon. Wrapping his tongue around the length, he alternated sucking and licking, and inch by inch he eased the turgid flesh down into his throat. Jihoon gave an involuntary thrust at the feeling of the tip of his cock brushing the back of the other boy’s throat.
“Ungh, yeah, suck me, suck my cock, fucking take it-”
As the short, sharp thrusts picked up, Joon mewled again and then purred deep in his chest.
He fucking purred. The vibrations traveled along Jihoon’s cock, fiery threads of pleasure shooting into his stomach and sending him to the edge more quickly than he would have licked. The image of that silken head with those sexy ears perched on top of it, those full red lips wrapped sluttily around his hard cock, mewling purrs escaping from that slender leather bound throat as the smaller boy bobbed up and down on his length was just too much stimulation.
“Oh fuck!”
With a strangled gasp, Jihoon hastily pulled the boy off of his erection, the cool air immediately hitting the wet flesh and cooling the burning flames of his desire down to a tolerable level.
Joon let out one last disappointed mewl as he was pulled off the straining length, and his lust glazed stare remained fixed on the glistening flesh as he panted softly for breath. The sight of those swollen pink lips parted as hot breaths were expelled and the lustful gaze on his cock broke the last of Jihoon’s restraint. He grasped the messy chestnut hair and yanked the shorter boy up for a kiss, mashing their lips together with an intense passion. Joon melted into the rough kiss, naked body pressing into Jihoon’s clothed one to gain more friction on his sensitized skin. Jihoon manhandled the younger boy, never once breaking the lip lock as he roughly stood then turned and pushed Joon until he was lying flat on the hard wood table.
Joon’s legs spread automatically to allow the older man to bring their erections into contact. He moaned into the kiss, bringing his own hands up to wrap around the strong broad shoulders. When their hot lengths came into contact, Joon gave a slow roll of his hips, grinding their pelvises together in an intensly smooth motion.
Jihoon groaned, breaking the heated exchange to gaze down at his lover sprawled across the kitchen table. There was a pretty pink blush spread across high cheekbones, and the pillowy soft lips were swollen and red from the recent sucking and making out they had endured. Those exotic eyes were hooded with unconcealed lust, and the defined chest was heaving up and down trying to pull in air, the pink buds standing erect from arousal. His slender pink, hairless cock dripped against his hard abs and onto the diamond stud occupying his bellybutton. Smooth slender legs wrapped around his waist, also hairless. In fact, his boyfriend was hairless everywhere except his head. It just added to his lover’s exoticness.
Watching Jihoon rake his eyes over his naked form, Joon let a seductive smile cross his face. Letting out a small coo, he made sure Jihoon’s complete attention was on him before writhing slowly on the table, releasing the muscled shoulders in favor of bringing his hands above his own head to grip the edges of the table.
Jihoon’s mouth went dry again, and not for the first time since this had started he wished he had had the foresight to pour himself something to drink before giving Joon his milk.
“Gods Joon, you’re so fucking hot.”
Joon just smirked, a hand caressing his neck softly as the other toyed teasingly with the glittering jewel set in his navel. Jihoon had seen enough. Moving swiftly, he grabbed both of the younger boy’s hands in his own then pinned them at the wrist above the pretty head. Having successfully immobilized the smaller boy, he brought his head down to the defined pecs and enveloped one of the peaked buds in his mouth. Joon cried out at the sudden wet heat on his sensitive nipple, and arched his chest up into the mouth to further encourage his larger lover. Jihoon acquiesced, and sucked the bud hard, teeth latching onto it while the flat of his tongue laved the peaked tip.
Joon cried out again, louder this time, and tried to pull his wrists out from the strong grip so he could find purchase on a solid object with his fingers. The sparks of pleasure shooting to his groin made him tremble against the table, and it wasn’t long before his body was covered in a delicate sheen of perspiration.
The twinkle from below his head caught his eye, and Jihoon moved his head down to the piercing, tonguing the tiny diamond and scraping his teeth against the hard plains of the boy’s abs. Joon mewled at the sensation, and Jihoon smirked.
“Does Kitty Joon like to have his tummy scratched?” he teased, nibbling at the ridged muscles. Joon panted, then meowed softly in acknowledgment. Jihoon used his free hand to toy with the swollen nipple, and relaxed his hold on the other’s wrists to bring his hand down to toy with the other nub. The double stimulation plus the nibbling bites to his navel made Joon cry out, lust fogging his vision.
“Jihoon! Ah! Please, do something!”
“What was that kitty cat? It sounded like you were trying to tell me something~” Jihoon teased, abandoning the erect nipples and piercing and smoothing his hands along the shorter boy’s muscular thighs. Joon’s head thrashed in frustration.
“Screw the cat act! Just fuck me already! I want to feel you, want to feel your hard cock deep inside me, I need it Jihoon please!”
Jihoon growled, grabbing the slim legs underneath the thighs and pushing them upwards until his lover was nearly bent in half, his private areas exposed to his ravenous gaze. He settled the length of his body on top of the others, and felt the tip of his cock brush the tiny pink opening to the body below his. Leaning his head down so his mouth was right next to his lover’s ear, he ground out “I’m going to fuck you like an animal.”
Sucking in a harsh breath at the arousing words, Joon expelled it in a sharp cry as he felt that long hot length bury itself inside of him in one hard thrust. Because he was still loose from their earlier activities, it didn’t take long for him to adjust to the intrusion and he alerted his boyfriend to the fact by pushing himself back onto the impaling length. Jihoon felt the motion, and looked down at the younger boy with a burning gaze.
“Hold on tight babe. I’m going to fuck you through this table.”
And true to his word, Jihoon proceeded to do just that. Hooking Joon’s knees over his shoulders, he took a hold on the slim hips and began thrusting into the tight warmth the other’s body offered to him. Joon mewled, the long cock filling him to the brim and caressing his inner walls so very nicely. He wiggled his hips a bit to get more comfortable, and the motion caused Jihoon’s angle to shift and the blunt tip of the invading organ to strike a spot that made rainbow sparks dance behind his eyes.
“Oh God! Jihoon! Yes! Right there, yes, yes, harder! Fuck!”
How could he refuse when his lover begged so wantonly? Gritting his teeth and planting his feet to better purchase, he began to plow into the younger boy, short sharp thrusts pegging Joon’s pleasure button on each inward motion. Joon cried out with each hit on his prostate, hands scrabbling on the table for something solid to hold onto. The table screeched as hit moved across the floor from the harsh movements but neither of the lovers noticed, too engrossed in each other and the pleasure. Even when the table hit the wall, their attention stayed solely on each other. The sounds of panting, grunting and loud cries filled the kitchen, along with the rhythmic slap of flesh on flesh that was backed by thumps of the table hitting the wall in time with Jihoon’s hard thrusts.
“Jihoon! Ah, fuck, yes, faster, harder, keep going, ohgodohgodohgod- YES!”
Joon tensed, feeling the burning in his stomach growing into an unbearable pressure, fiery jets of ecstasy shooting to his groin as Jihoon’s thrusts grew even harder than before. The thick length hit his prostate once, twice, three times- and his vision went white, back arching up off the table and mouth falling open in an ecstatic scream. Thick ropes of white cum shot out of his twitching cock, painting his abs and chest as he came with no stimulation other than the brush of Jihoon’s cock against the sensitive bundle of nerves deep in his ass.
Jihoon gave one last sharp jerk of his hips, and as the feeling of those velvety walls spasming around his cock he grunted and came, shooting his sperm deep into the clenching channel. He rode out his orgasm and collapsed on top of the other as the aftershocks shook his lover’s body. Joon let out a quiet ‘oomf’ as the air was forced out of his lungs when his boyfriend collapsed on top of him. He raised shaky arms and feebly attempted to roll the other off of him, giving up almost immediately as the shivers of his intense orgasm made his limbs turn to jelly.
With a contented sigh Jihoon nuzzled his face into the other’s pale neck, wrapping his arms around the tiny waist. Joon giggled when the other’s breath blew into his sensitive ear, and wiggled underneath the heavy body.
“Hyung, you’re heavy! Get off!”
“No can do babe. You wore me out, I am unable to move! Woe is me, I must now lay here forever atop the most gorgeous creature I have ever laid eyes on~”
Joon giggled again, cooing at the other “Mmm, I suppose you will then. It’s a shame, I had more fun things planned… but I guess if you’re stuck here, you’ll just have to wait until your next birthday.”
With that, he pushed Jihoon off onto the floor, sitting up and laughing at the older man’s disgruntled look. Ignoring the trickle of cum that trailed down his thighs as he stood up, he sashayed out of the kitchen, swaying his hips seductively and shooting a look full of promises over his shoulder at the man sprawled out on the floor.
“Coming, Jihoon-ah?”
Jihoon scrambled up, almost bashing his head against the underside of the table, and hurried after his lover excitedly. What could Joon have possibly planned to give him next?
TBC…
Author: seekin4therapy
Pairing: Joon/Rain
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut
Summary: Jihoon plays with his present in the kitchen this time.
( 1)
Striding out of the garage and into the quiet house with a wriggling and giggling and naked Joon on his shoulder was not as easy a task as it sounded. After smacking the now bright pink ass for the umpteenth time in an effort to calm the squirming, he finally made it into the living room, dumping the giggly mass onto the leather sofa. Joon landed with an ‘oomf’, sitting up to rub at his tender backside and scowl at his now smirking lover. Jihoon just grinned at the disgruntled boy, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.
“Do you want something to eat babe?” He asked over his shoulder, moving over to the fridge and opening the door to let the rush of cool air wash over his heated body and dry the leftover sweat from their earlier activities. Joon frowned in the direction his boyfriend had gone.
“I thought you said you were going to play with me some more?” he whined, reclining on his front on the couch with his feet waving to and fro in the air behind him.
“I am. But I’m starving, and we’re both gonna need something to eat if we want to have enough energy to really enjoy it.”
Joon perked up at the mention of food, and a wickedly delightful idea popped into his head. He rolled off the couch, narrowly missing the corner of the coffee table with his head, and rushed into their shared bedroom, calling after him “Hyung, make me a bowl of milk!”
Jihoon raised an eyebrow at the strange request, then shrugged his shoulders and took out the carton of milk and rummaged for a bowl in the pantry. After all, it wasn’t the weirdest thing his eclectic lover had ever asked for. He had just finished pouring the milk into the metal bowl (he wasn’t cheap, honest, he just preferred to buy things when they were on sale, and- okayokayfine, he was a cheap bastard! Goddamn.) when a noise from behind him made him turn around to find the source. The sight that greeted him almost made him drop the bowl and let it fall to the floor along with his jaw.
“Hey there Jihoon~”
There Joon stood, smooth expanses of flesh on display, unashamedly nude except for those fucking sexy cat ears and- was that a collar?! Sure enough, fitted snugly around the slender throat was a black leather choker with a small sparkling stone dangling from the front of it, matching the glittering rock that shone from the small boy’s navel.
“You- you’re wearing a-… a collar,” Jihoon choked out, eyes lustfully drinking in the sight of his naked lover. Joon grinned coyly, then stepped slowly into the kitchen, intense gaze never leaving the older man’s face.
“Mmm, do you like it? I had it made especially for your birthday. Now, be a good boy and set that bowl on the floor, hmm?”
Jihoon dumbly complied, too caught up in the vision before him to question the command.
“Very good~ Now, pull that chair out from the table and sit down.”
Again Jihoon mindlessly complied. Joon smirked at the blind obedience just his being naked had caused. With his plan firmly in the forefront of his brain lest he forget it as he was want to do, he slowly dropped to his knees on the cool tile, and then to all fours. Arching his back and pushing his ample rear up into the air, he slowly began to crawl towards his stunned boyfriend and the bowl of milk, swaying his hips back and forth in a tantalizing manner. Jihoon nearly drooled at the sight. Honestly, he shouldn’t be surprised at this turn of events. Joon had always been the sexually forward one in their relationship. He was brought out of his inner musings when the older boy finally made it to the bowl.
Joon peered up at Jihoon coyly through a thick fringe of auburn hair, and then slowly brought his upper body down towards the milk, full rear still waving in the air. Jihoon gulped. Surely he wasn’t…
At the sight of a small pink tongue darting out to lap up the white liquid Jihoon’s mouth went dry as his pants became painfully tight around his erection. Holy shit. That was unexpectedly hot. He groaned aloud, and spread his legs in an attempt to alleviate some of the pressure. His eyes never left the oddly erotic display, and he couldn’t help but wish that small tongue was lapping at something else, that throat swallowing a much thicker white liquid than the milk. As if reading his mind, Joon took once last lap at the bowl and then brought his coy gaze back up to Jihoon’s, licking his full lips enticingly.
Seeing the obvious tent in his boyfriend pants, he pushed the bowl aside and crawled in between the long legs, hands reaching up to pull down the zipper and teasingly bringing the dripping organ out into the cool air of the kitchen. Jihoon groaned again as his cock twitched in anticipation. He tipped his head back and closed his eyes and waited. And waited. After a few more moments of nothing, no warm tongue or hot mouth or anything, he cracked open an eye to find Joon staring unnervingly at him. He blinked in confusion.
“Um… babe? Aren’t you gonna… you know…?” He gestured at his straining organ. Joon simply tilted his head, then opened his mouth to speak.
And meowed.
Jihoon blinked again, not quite sure he had heard right.
“Joon? Baby? Did you just… meow at me?”
Joon’s eyes scrunched up into happy half moons, and he ‘meowed’ again. Jihoon was stunned. He didn’t know how to handle this turn of events. Normally when his boyfriend came up with kinky ideas he was good about just going with the flow, but this was so far beyond anything he had ever thought of that he was completely at a loss as to how to continue. He stared dumbly down at his expectant boyfriend, mind going blank as words fled into a saner plane of existence.
Joon frowned up at Jihoon, nonplussed at the stupefied expression on the older man’s face. He meowed louder this time, then nipped at the motionless hand resting on the other’s knee. At the slight pain, Jihoon snapped out of his daze, but continued to gaze at his lover in confusion.
“What exactly is it you want me to do, Joon? I don’t understand half the things you say even when you’re speaking the same language as me, much less now as a cat!”
Joon grinned, unfazed at the grouchy jab at his speaking skills, then nuzzled his nose against the warm length of flesh in front of his face. Jihoon let out a slight moan, then sighed in frustration when again Joon did nothing more than nuzzle his erection. Growling in annoyance, he bit out “Will you just fucking suck me already?!”
With a happy mewl, Joon did just that. Jihoon gasped as that small pink tongue that had been lapping daintily at the milk a few minutes before now licked along the bulbous head of his penis. It swirled around the tip, teasingly dipping into the slit every so often only to retreat again and resume laving the blunt head. Growing frustrated once more as the attention was only paid to that area of his dick, he managed to force out through the pleasure “Take me into your mouth bitch”, an order which Joon immediately obeyed, and through the rush of pleasure that came from that hot wet mouth encasing his erection a light finally clicked on in his head. He grinned evilly, having finally figured out the key to Joon’s little game.
Hunching over so his mouth was next to his lover’s ear, he whispered heatedly into the sensitive shell.
“Suck me like the whore you are.”
Joon gave out a needy little mewl before beginning to suck on the rigid flesh in his mouth with all his might, wet slurping noises echoing throughout the kitchen along with quiet groans from Jihoon. Wrapping his tongue around the length, he alternated sucking and licking, and inch by inch he eased the turgid flesh down into his throat. Jihoon gave an involuntary thrust at the feeling of the tip of his cock brushing the back of the other boy’s throat.
“Ungh, yeah, suck me, suck my cock, fucking take it-”
As the short, sharp thrusts picked up, Joon mewled again and then purred deep in his chest.
He fucking purred. The vibrations traveled along Jihoon’s cock, fiery threads of pleasure shooting into his stomach and sending him to the edge more quickly than he would have licked. The image of that silken head with those sexy ears perched on top of it, those full red lips wrapped sluttily around his hard cock, mewling purrs escaping from that slender leather bound throat as the smaller boy bobbed up and down on his length was just too much stimulation.
“Oh fuck!”
With a strangled gasp, Jihoon hastily pulled the boy off of his erection, the cool air immediately hitting the wet flesh and cooling the burning flames of his desire down to a tolerable level.
Joon let out one last disappointed mewl as he was pulled off the straining length, and his lust glazed stare remained fixed on the glistening flesh as he panted softly for breath. The sight of those swollen pink lips parted as hot breaths were expelled and the lustful gaze on his cock broke the last of Jihoon’s restraint. He grasped the messy chestnut hair and yanked the shorter boy up for a kiss, mashing their lips together with an intense passion. Joon melted into the rough kiss, naked body pressing into Jihoon’s clothed one to gain more friction on his sensitized skin. Jihoon manhandled the younger boy, never once breaking the lip lock as he roughly stood then turned and pushed Joon until he was lying flat on the hard wood table.
Joon’s legs spread automatically to allow the older man to bring their erections into contact. He moaned into the kiss, bringing his own hands up to wrap around the strong broad shoulders. When their hot lengths came into contact, Joon gave a slow roll of his hips, grinding their pelvises together in an intensly smooth motion.
Jihoon groaned, breaking the heated exchange to gaze down at his lover sprawled across the kitchen table. There was a pretty pink blush spread across high cheekbones, and the pillowy soft lips were swollen and red from the recent sucking and making out they had endured. Those exotic eyes were hooded with unconcealed lust, and the defined chest was heaving up and down trying to pull in air, the pink buds standing erect from arousal. His slender pink, hairless cock dripped against his hard abs and onto the diamond stud occupying his bellybutton. Smooth slender legs wrapped around his waist, also hairless. In fact, his boyfriend was hairless everywhere except his head. It just added to his lover’s exoticness.
Watching Jihoon rake his eyes over his naked form, Joon let a seductive smile cross his face. Letting out a small coo, he made sure Jihoon’s complete attention was on him before writhing slowly on the table, releasing the muscled shoulders in favor of bringing his hands above his own head to grip the edges of the table.
Jihoon’s mouth went dry again, and not for the first time since this had started he wished he had had the foresight to pour himself something to drink before giving Joon his milk.
“Gods Joon, you’re so fucking hot.”
Joon just smirked, a hand caressing his neck softly as the other toyed teasingly with the glittering jewel set in his navel. Jihoon had seen enough. Moving swiftly, he grabbed both of the younger boy’s hands in his own then pinned them at the wrist above the pretty head. Having successfully immobilized the smaller boy, he brought his head down to the defined pecs and enveloped one of the peaked buds in his mouth. Joon cried out at the sudden wet heat on his sensitive nipple, and arched his chest up into the mouth to further encourage his larger lover. Jihoon acquiesced, and sucked the bud hard, teeth latching onto it while the flat of his tongue laved the peaked tip.
Joon cried out again, louder this time, and tried to pull his wrists out from the strong grip so he could find purchase on a solid object with his fingers. The sparks of pleasure shooting to his groin made him tremble against the table, and it wasn’t long before his body was covered in a delicate sheen of perspiration.
The twinkle from below his head caught his eye, and Jihoon moved his head down to the piercing, tonguing the tiny diamond and scraping his teeth against the hard plains of the boy’s abs. Joon mewled at the sensation, and Jihoon smirked.
“Does Kitty Joon like to have his tummy scratched?” he teased, nibbling at the ridged muscles. Joon panted, then meowed softly in acknowledgment. Jihoon used his free hand to toy with the swollen nipple, and relaxed his hold on the other’s wrists to bring his hand down to toy with the other nub. The double stimulation plus the nibbling bites to his navel made Joon cry out, lust fogging his vision.
“Jihoon! Ah! Please, do something!”
“What was that kitty cat? It sounded like you were trying to tell me something~” Jihoon teased, abandoning the erect nipples and piercing and smoothing his hands along the shorter boy’s muscular thighs. Joon’s head thrashed in frustration.
“Screw the cat act! Just fuck me already! I want to feel you, want to feel your hard cock deep inside me, I need it Jihoon please!”
Jihoon growled, grabbing the slim legs underneath the thighs and pushing them upwards until his lover was nearly bent in half, his private areas exposed to his ravenous gaze. He settled the length of his body on top of the others, and felt the tip of his cock brush the tiny pink opening to the body below his. Leaning his head down so his mouth was right next to his lover’s ear, he ground out “I’m going to fuck you like an animal.”
Sucking in a harsh breath at the arousing words, Joon expelled it in a sharp cry as he felt that long hot length bury itself inside of him in one hard thrust. Because he was still loose from their earlier activities, it didn’t take long for him to adjust to the intrusion and he alerted his boyfriend to the fact by pushing himself back onto the impaling length. Jihoon felt the motion, and looked down at the younger boy with a burning gaze.
“Hold on tight babe. I’m going to fuck you through this table.”
And true to his word, Jihoon proceeded to do just that. Hooking Joon’s knees over his shoulders, he took a hold on the slim hips and began thrusting into the tight warmth the other’s body offered to him. Joon mewled, the long cock filling him to the brim and caressing his inner walls so very nicely. He wiggled his hips a bit to get more comfortable, and the motion caused Jihoon’s angle to shift and the blunt tip of the invading organ to strike a spot that made rainbow sparks dance behind his eyes.
“Oh God! Jihoon! Yes! Right there, yes, yes, harder! Fuck!”
How could he refuse when his lover begged so wantonly? Gritting his teeth and planting his feet to better purchase, he began to plow into the younger boy, short sharp thrusts pegging Joon’s pleasure button on each inward motion. Joon cried out with each hit on his prostate, hands scrabbling on the table for something solid to hold onto. The table screeched as hit moved across the floor from the harsh movements but neither of the lovers noticed, too engrossed in each other and the pleasure. Even when the table hit the wall, their attention stayed solely on each other. The sounds of panting, grunting and loud cries filled the kitchen, along with the rhythmic slap of flesh on flesh that was backed by thumps of the table hitting the wall in time with Jihoon’s hard thrusts.
“Jihoon! Ah, fuck, yes, faster, harder, keep going, ohgodohgodohgod- YES!”
Joon tensed, feeling the burning in his stomach growing into an unbearable pressure, fiery jets of ecstasy shooting to his groin as Jihoon’s thrusts grew even harder than before. The thick length hit his prostate once, twice, three times- and his vision went white, back arching up off the table and mouth falling open in an ecstatic scream. Thick ropes of white cum shot out of his twitching cock, painting his abs and chest as he came with no stimulation other than the brush of Jihoon’s cock against the sensitive bundle of nerves deep in his ass.
Jihoon gave one last sharp jerk of his hips, and as the feeling of those velvety walls spasming around his cock he grunted and came, shooting his sperm deep into the clenching channel. He rode out his orgasm and collapsed on top of the other as the aftershocks shook his lover’s body. Joon let out a quiet ‘oomf’ as the air was forced out of his lungs when his boyfriend collapsed on top of him. He raised shaky arms and feebly attempted to roll the other off of him, giving up almost immediately as the shivers of his intense orgasm made his limbs turn to jelly.
With a contented sigh Jihoon nuzzled his face into the other’s pale neck, wrapping his arms around the tiny waist. Joon giggled when the other’s breath blew into his sensitive ear, and wiggled underneath the heavy body.
“Hyung, you’re heavy! Get off!”
“No can do babe. You wore me out, I am unable to move! Woe is me, I must now lay here forever atop the most gorgeous creature I have ever laid eyes on~”
Joon giggled again, cooing at the other “Mmm, I suppose you will then. It’s a shame, I had more fun things planned… but I guess if you’re stuck here, you’ll just have to wait until your next birthday.”
With that, he pushed Jihoon off onto the floor, sitting up and laughing at the older man’s disgruntled look. Ignoring the trickle of cum that trailed down his thighs as he stood up, he sashayed out of the kitchen, swaying his hips seductively and shooting a look full of promises over his shoulder at the man sprawled out on the floor.
“Coming, Jihoon-ah?”
Jihoon scrambled up, almost bashing his head against the underside of the table, and hurried after his lover excitedly. What could Joon have possibly planned to give him next?
TBC…