lesson one: always have a spare key (2/4)
anonymous
October 30 2012, 03:54:47 UTC
jongdae keeps up the movement, rolling against baekhyun’s bare skin and sucking in little gasps at whatever small contact their dicks get.
cuffed to the chair baekhyun can’t do much but that doesn’t mean he isn’t horny enough to still try, wriggling his hips as much as he could to chase after jongdae, the two of them laughing at his valiant efforts, partly muffled in another kiss.
“you gonna be able to handle me riding you like this?” jongdae’s hands slide down baekhyun’s arms to his wrists, his fingers making a point to toy with the now warm metal of the cuffs. “can’t touch me, make me go faster. you’ll barely be able to buck up. i could go as slow as i wanted.”
baekhyun grins, bumps his nose against jongdae’s, like what he was saying was just adorable.
“you could, but you also live with five other people who were only going out for lunch an hour ago.”
and jongdae frowns. “always have to find my loopholes,” he says with a sigh, tenderly rubbing over baekhyun’s arms, still lazily rocking against him. “it’s okay, not like i even like it slow anyway.”
baekhyun laughs, a sound that jongdae has always liked, and jongdae gets to his feet and grabs the bottle of lube, opens it and squirts more directly onto baekhyun’s cock.
“fuck that’s cold,” baekhyun says with a jolt.
“sorry.” jongdae runs a hand fondly through baekhyun’s hair. “scoot your ass forward a bit.”
baekhyun does, and tries to find a position that feels anything close to comfortable. it ends with a grimace.
“this chair sucks, just in case you were wondering.”
“i wasn’t, so stop bringing it up.” jongdae is wicked as always.
and baekhyun falls for it every time. “you just wait until i’m un-cuffed.”
“mhmm,” jongdae offers just to humor him and fill up space as he moves to stand over baekhyun’s thighs again and start to lower himself down, grabbing a hold of baekhyun’s slippery cock and pressing it to his entrance.
“only downside to this position-“ jongdae sucks in a sharp breath as he starts to push down, baekhyun’s cock meeting a lot of resistance. “-is you can’t fuck me with those fingers first.”
baekhyun has his head tipped back, breath still in his chest, and it takes until jongdae is fully seated on his lap before he can even think.
he looks at jongdae, takes in a measured breath, and lets it out warm against his face. “next time i’ll cuff you to the towel rail and it’ll be all i do.”
the thought is distracting enough that jongdae lifts up, pushes himself back down with a stuttered breath and a little whine, fingers digging into baekhyun’s shoulders.
“you okay?”
baekhyun is pressing kisses wherever his mouth can reach, all over jongdae’s sharp jaw and slight shoulders, wet trails left behind along his collarbones.
jongdae nods his head. “yeah just - just give me a minute.”
cuffed to the chair baekhyun can’t do much but that doesn’t mean he isn’t horny enough to still try, wriggling his hips as much as he could to chase after jongdae, the two of them laughing at his valiant efforts, partly muffled in another kiss.
“you gonna be able to handle me riding you like this?” jongdae’s hands slide down baekhyun’s arms to his wrists, his fingers making a point to toy with the now warm metal of the cuffs. “can’t touch me, make me go faster. you’ll barely be able to buck up. i could go as slow as i wanted.”
baekhyun grins, bumps his nose against jongdae’s, like what he was saying was just adorable.
“you could, but you also live with five other people who were only going out for lunch an hour ago.”
and jongdae frowns. “always have to find my loopholes,” he says with a sigh, tenderly rubbing over baekhyun’s arms, still lazily rocking against him. “it’s okay, not like i even like it slow anyway.”
baekhyun laughs, a sound that jongdae has always liked, and jongdae gets to his feet and grabs the bottle of lube, opens it and squirts more directly onto baekhyun’s cock.
“fuck that’s cold,” baekhyun says with a jolt.
“sorry.” jongdae runs a hand fondly through baekhyun’s hair. “scoot your ass forward a bit.”
baekhyun does, and tries to find a position that feels anything close to comfortable. it ends with a grimace.
“this chair sucks, just in case you were wondering.”
“i wasn’t, so stop bringing it up.” jongdae is wicked as always.
and baekhyun falls for it every time. “you just wait until i’m un-cuffed.”
“mhmm,” jongdae offers just to humor him and fill up space as he moves to stand over baekhyun’s thighs again and start to lower himself down, grabbing a hold of baekhyun’s slippery cock and pressing it to his entrance.
“only downside to this position-“ jongdae sucks in a sharp breath as he starts to push down, baekhyun’s cock meeting a lot of resistance. “-is you can’t fuck me with those fingers first.”
baekhyun has his head tipped back, breath still in his chest, and it takes until jongdae is fully seated on his lap before he can even think.
he looks at jongdae, takes in a measured breath, and lets it out warm against his face. “next time i’ll cuff you to the towel rail and it’ll be all i do.”
the thought is distracting enough that jongdae lifts up, pushes himself back down with a stuttered breath and a little whine, fingers digging into baekhyun’s shoulders.
“you okay?”
baekhyun is pressing kisses wherever his mouth can reach, all over jongdae’s sharp jaw and slight shoulders, wet trails left behind along his collarbones.
jongdae nods his head. “yeah just - just give me a minute.”
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