post #17

[seoulfulness]

Fics( #16).

two words: classy and fabulous big bang gd/top
untitled exo, lay/luhan
take me to the stars f(x), krystal/amber
deer in headlights exo, luhan/lay
From a Distance EXO, Kai/Kyungsoo
Happy New Year exo, tao/chen
samgyeopsal and soju exo, kris/lay/luhan
lip lesson snsd, sunny/seohyun
untitled exo, kai/d.o/baekhyun
can you whisper exo, kai/

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lesson one: always have a spare key (3/4)

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his next moves are tentative, working himself open on baekhyun’s cock until the slide is easier. he goes slow, doesn’t want to be stupid about it, and his muscles are straining with the effort to hold himself together like this, his skin already dripping with sweat by the time it starts to really feel good.

and baekhyun tries his best to play the obedient dog, trembling to stay put in a position that’s far from comfortable. the wood of the chair digs into whatever bare skin it can and when he starts to sweat, the heat off jongdae’s body making the room like a sauna, his ass starts to slip off the chair.

“this was the dumbest fucking idea ever,” he comments with a shift, digging his bare feet into the linoleum floor for purchase. jongdae giggles.

“oh i don’t know, i don’t have much to complain about from up here.” he wiggles his hips, and the pleasure that rocks through them both has baekhyun pulling at his restraints again.

he lifts his body up. baekhyun’s jaw clenches. he slides back down.

“don’t you wish you could grab my thighs and get this over with? you hate being teased.”

he moves up and then down again. baekhyun groans.

“you’re such an asshole.”

jongdae laughs against his tense jaw and kisses the sharpest point.

“and yet here we are.”

jongdae’s ridden baekhyun before, likes any position where he has most of the control, can play with baekhyun however he likes because baekhyun always runs out of patience first and the little whines he lets out are just so cute, but it’s never been quite like this before: baekhyun so close, his chest there for jongdae’s fingers to claw into and his hot breath panting on his face, his mouth kissing and teeth digging in to whatever he could.

jongdae throws his head back and forgets all about his little game. baekhyun pulls hard at his restraints and moans, rocking up to meet him as best he can.

“jongdae,” he says, the whine so evident in his throat as he gets closer.

“baekhyun.” his hands paw at baekhyun’s sweaty, scrunched up face, thumbs swiping over his closed eyes.

“turn around.”

jongdae’s thighs strain with exhaustion when he comes to a stop and holds himself still for a moment.

“what?” he asks, dazed with eyes unfocused.

“turn around,” baekhyun repeats. “it’ll be easier.”

jongdae’s thighs are hurting, and with their practice schedule so full he can’t afford long-term strain, so he gets to his feet and turns away from baekhyun. baekhyun spreads his legs open wide and he moves to stand between them, leaning forward and lowering himself down, impaling himself on baekhyun’s cock again.

“someone’s been - doing their research.”

baekhyun grunts. “just fucking-“

jongdae makes a sound, comes down harder, and baekhyun doesn’t bother finishing the sentence.