your body is a wonderland (standalone)
suho/kyungsoo, kai/sehun | 1, 228 words | NC-17
(of successful seduction, crumbled self-restraint, and sehun’s aegyo)
author notes: "Suho is pretty as fuck and all that but Kyungsoo would be a bitchy bottom and those eyes are just, idek, don't you think he'd just look amazing whilst giving Suho a blowjob? yes? yes? good. me too." >>> that's what emmyxogast said.
plus, YOLO.
plus.02; suggestive drawings.
it first happens when sehun pleads joonmyun to let him sleep with jongin, because kyungsoo-hyung agreed already to swap rooms! pleeeeease joonmyun-hyung?
no one can resist the usually poker faced maknae’s deathly aegyo.
joonmyun nods hesitantly, and decides to warn jongin―the older of the two lovebirds―to not have sex tonight because tomorrow they’re going to have a dance battle against another 2012 rookies. jongin just smirks and claps joonmyun’s shoulder as if he’s saying he gets it, really, hyung, don’t worry.
joonmyun should have known better.
he goes to bed much later than any of his members, because he should cross check exo k’s schedule with the manager first. after he’s done, he brushes his teeth and washes his face, and as he lies peacefully on his bed he hears muffled moans coming from jongin and kyungsoo’s shared room.
“aish,” joonmyun curses himself for trusting jongin. he moves to face sehun’s bed, where kyungsoo is currently sleeping. maybe he should get his earpho―
“hyung?”
“yes, kyungsoo-yah?”
“can’t sleep?” kyungsoo sits up and climbs off of the bed, and in just a split second he’s straddling joonmyun’s stomach. the slight lighting from sehun’s moving planets lamp is telling joonmyun that kyungsoo has a very unreadable face.
joonmyun, confused, frames kyungsoo’s hips and asks what’s wrong.
“i can’t sleep either,” kyungsoo then runs his fingertips to the waistline of joonmyun’s pajama pants, “sehun is loud.”
joonmyun coughs, it’s sure as hell so weird discussing about their bandmates having sex with another bandmate on top of him.
“we can mock him if he limps tomorrow,” joonmyun coughs again, “so what is it? you want to sleep here? i can scoot over.”
“no, hyung, just lie down.” kyungsoo answers with an undetectable tone and suddenly he’s pulling down joonmyun’s pajama pants to mid thigh. joonmyun shouts.
“keep going, hyung, we can’t lose to the maknae lines now can we?” kyungsoo smiles and breathes over joonmyun’s clothed cock. he grabs it and hums in approval, “i knew it you’re no joke down here, hyung. can i ride it?”
“yah!” joonmyun catches kyungsoo’s face. “come to your right mind, do you even know what you’re talking about?!”
but then kyungsoo looks up with his big round eyes and just stares at joonmyun and joonmyun’s self-restraint falters.
“please, hyung? i know you’re tired,” kyungsoo maintains the eye contact as he lifts the hem of joonmyun’s t-shirt and licks his quivering abs like a pro. then he continues,
“sex is relaxing you know? i think that’s why kaihun is going at it right now.”
cue a long moan.
“kyungsoo-yah.” joonmyun shakes his head. this is wrong. jongin and sehun are dating so sex is normal for them, while he and kyungsoo are just. bandmates.
from what joonmyun has heard from his friends who were involved in the ‘friends with benefits’ thingy, usually those shenanigans didn’t end well. either the girls wanted more while his friends didn’t, or vice versa, or―using the easier term―heartbreaks.
“don’t think, hyung,” kyungsoo smiles wryly, “it’s just sex.”
▲▼
who was it again vowing that he’s not, absolutely not, going to enjoy kyungsoo’s ‘offer’?
right, it was him.
but he can’t help to admire how perfect kyungsoo is right now; kneeling, his thick lips are wrapped around the head of his hardtoohard cock, making delicious noises joonmyun hopes nobody has ever heard before.
he tries not to thrust his hips or pressing kyungsoo’s face closer to his crotch, because kyungsoo said that it’s his first time giving a blowjob. he feels damn satisfying, in joonmyun’s clouded brain opinion; his mouth feels so fucking good.
kyungsoo shifts his position, and maybe it’s him who wants to swallow deeper, because then he tongues the whole underside of joonmyun’s cock―and his teeth graze the upper side, and then the tip of his cock hits kyungsoo’s contracting throat and joonmyun curses jesus. they’re on a deserted changing room of kbs building, thanks jesus.
as if everything is not enough, kyungsoo looks up.
joonmyun is thisclose to abuse his leader status and have the younger boy looking at him with those big round eyes as he fucks kyungsoo’s mouth faster and deeper and forever.
he growls and comes instead.
kyungsoo’s throat is contracting again as he spills his cum, and kyungsoo really does keep looking up at him while he pulls back a bit; joonmyun’s cum escaping from the corners of his pink lips down to his chin. he swallows the rest, and ignoring how sensitive joonmyun’s cock right now he sucks at the head for the last time.
joonmyun never wants to capture do kyungsoo in a jpeg this bad.
▲▼
“hyung,” sehun plasters himself to joonmyun’s side as they have dinner on a japanese restaurant; vip room. joonmyun hums.
“because you and kyungsoo-hyung seem to get along so nicely~can i swap room for real with him please please please?”
jongin is snickering as a pair of chopsticks fall to the floor. joonmyun clears his throat and finds kyungsoo is flushing red, frozen on his seat. sehun is still nuzzling his face to joonmyun’s arm.
“hyuuu~uuung...”
baekhyun is quick to catch on, he high fives jongin while chanyeol is looking at his bandmates back and forth. then he asks innocently,
“kyungsoo-yah, why are you blushing?”
and kyungsoo comes back to his usual judging face and glares at chanyeol, his hyung. chanyeol pouts. joonmyun wants to hug kyungsoo who stammers as he asks the waiter for a new pair of chopsticks.
▲▼
later that night joonmyun tiptoes to jongin and kyungsoo’s room, locks it, and immediately kisses kyungsoo’s nape. the younger boy grumbles and hides under his winnie the pooh blanket.
joonmyun has long admitted (surrendered) that sex with kyungsoo is great, it’s very relaxing, but he also realizes that he doesn’t want to have sex with anyone else but kyungsoo; it comes in one complete package.
he’s just a little bit too late to really understand that kyungsoo also doesn’t want to have sex with anyone else but him, too.
“there are always easier ways, you know?” joonmyun hugs kyungsoo’s head.
“yeah but you will only shrug me off,” kyungsoo mumbles, sniffing.
“so you decided to do it the ‘hard’ way?” joonmyun bites kyungsoo’s visible cheek. “you seduced me to get me addicted to your body.”
kyungsoo glares, but he’s flushing again.
joonmyun laughs and pulls the younger boy to his lap, “don’t worry, it worked!” kyungsoo hugs joonmyun but he doesn’t answer. “but of course, we have to make it official,” at that, kyungsoo gasps and does his infamous O_O face.
joonmyun kisses his nose, “do kyungsoo, would you be my only boyfriend who helps me relaxed at night?”
kyungsoo scoffs and joonmyun apologizes.
“let me rephrase it,” joonmyun holds up his right hand and says seriously, “do kyungsoo i like you not only for your body but also your face and your subtle sexiness and your voice. i crave them everyday. would you be my boyfriend?”
shy kyungsoo?
or bitchy kyungsoo?
(of successful seduction, crumbled self-restraint, and sehun’s aegyo)
author notes: "Suho is pretty as fuck and all that but Kyungsoo would be a bitchy bottom and those eyes are just, idek, don't you think he'd just look amazing whilst giving Suho a blowjob? yes? yes? good. me too." >>> that's what emmyxogast said.
plus, YOLO.
plus.02; suggestive drawings.
it first happens when sehun pleads joonmyun to let him sleep with jongin, because kyungsoo-hyung agreed already to swap rooms! pleeeeease joonmyun-hyung?
no one can resist the usually poker faced maknae’s deathly aegyo.
joonmyun nods hesitantly, and decides to warn jongin―the older of the two lovebirds―to not have sex tonight because tomorrow they’re going to have a dance battle against another 2012 rookies. jongin just smirks and claps joonmyun’s shoulder as if he’s saying he gets it, really, hyung, don’t worry.
joonmyun should have known better.
he goes to bed much later than any of his members, because he should cross check exo k’s schedule with the manager first. after he’s done, he brushes his teeth and washes his face, and as he lies peacefully on his bed he hears muffled moans coming from jongin and kyungsoo’s shared room.
“aish,” joonmyun curses himself for trusting jongin. he moves to face sehun’s bed, where kyungsoo is currently sleeping. maybe he should get his earpho―
“hyung?”
“yes, kyungsoo-yah?”
“can’t sleep?” kyungsoo sits up and climbs off of the bed, and in just a split second he’s straddling joonmyun’s stomach. the slight lighting from sehun’s moving planets lamp is telling joonmyun that kyungsoo has a very unreadable face.
joonmyun, confused, frames kyungsoo’s hips and asks what’s wrong.
“i can’t sleep either,” kyungsoo then runs his fingertips to the waistline of joonmyun’s pajama pants, “sehun is loud.”
joonmyun coughs, it’s sure as hell so weird discussing about their bandmates having sex with another bandmate on top of him.
“we can mock him if he limps tomorrow,” joonmyun coughs again, “so what is it? you want to sleep here? i can scoot over.”
“no, hyung, just lie down.” kyungsoo answers with an undetectable tone and suddenly he’s pulling down joonmyun’s pajama pants to mid thigh. joonmyun shouts.
“keep going, hyung, we can’t lose to the maknae lines now can we?” kyungsoo smiles and breathes over joonmyun’s clothed cock. he grabs it and hums in approval, “i knew it you’re no joke down here, hyung. can i ride it?”
“yah!” joonmyun catches kyungsoo’s face. “come to your right mind, do you even know what you’re talking about?!”
but then kyungsoo looks up with his big round eyes and just stares at joonmyun and joonmyun’s self-restraint falters.
“please, hyung? i know you’re tired,” kyungsoo maintains the eye contact as he lifts the hem of joonmyun’s t-shirt and licks his quivering abs like a pro. then he continues,
“sex is relaxing you know? i think that’s why kaihun is going at it right now.”
cue a long moan.
“kyungsoo-yah.” joonmyun shakes his head. this is wrong. jongin and sehun are dating so sex is normal for them, while he and kyungsoo are just. bandmates.
from what joonmyun has heard from his friends who were involved in the ‘friends with benefits’ thingy, usually those shenanigans didn’t end well. either the girls wanted more while his friends didn’t, or vice versa, or―using the easier term―heartbreaks.
“don’t think, hyung,” kyungsoo smiles wryly, “it’s just sex.”
▲▼
who was it again vowing that he’s not, absolutely not, going to enjoy kyungsoo’s ‘offer’?
right, it was him.
but he can’t help to admire how perfect kyungsoo is right now; kneeling, his thick lips are wrapped around the head of his hardtoohard cock, making delicious noises joonmyun hopes nobody has ever heard before.
he tries not to thrust his hips or pressing kyungsoo’s face closer to his crotch, because kyungsoo said that it’s his first time giving a blowjob. he feels damn satisfying, in joonmyun’s clouded brain opinion; his mouth feels so fucking good.
kyungsoo shifts his position, and maybe it’s him who wants to swallow deeper, because then he tongues the whole underside of joonmyun’s cock―and his teeth graze the upper side, and then the tip of his cock hits kyungsoo’s contracting throat and joonmyun curses jesus. they’re on a deserted changing room of kbs building, thanks jesus.
as if everything is not enough, kyungsoo looks up.
joonmyun is thisclose to abuse his leader status and have the younger boy looking at him with those big round eyes as he fucks kyungsoo’s mouth faster and deeper and forever.
he growls and comes instead.
kyungsoo’s throat is contracting again as he spills his cum, and kyungsoo really does keep looking up at him while he pulls back a bit; joonmyun’s cum escaping from the corners of his pink lips down to his chin. he swallows the rest, and ignoring how sensitive joonmyun’s cock right now he sucks at the head for the last time.
joonmyun never wants to capture do kyungsoo in a jpeg this bad.
▲▼
“hyung,” sehun plasters himself to joonmyun’s side as they have dinner on a japanese restaurant; vip room. joonmyun hums.
“because you and kyungsoo-hyung seem to get along so nicely~can i swap room for real with him please please please?”
jongin is snickering as a pair of chopsticks fall to the floor. joonmyun clears his throat and finds kyungsoo is flushing red, frozen on his seat. sehun is still nuzzling his face to joonmyun’s arm.
“hyuuu~uuung...”
baekhyun is quick to catch on, he high fives jongin while chanyeol is looking at his bandmates back and forth. then he asks innocently,
“kyungsoo-yah, why are you blushing?”
and kyungsoo comes back to his usual judging face and glares at chanyeol, his hyung. chanyeol pouts. joonmyun wants to hug kyungsoo who stammers as he asks the waiter for a new pair of chopsticks.
▲▼
later that night joonmyun tiptoes to jongin and kyungsoo’s room, locks it, and immediately kisses kyungsoo’s nape. the younger boy grumbles and hides under his winnie the pooh blanket.
joonmyun has long admitted (surrendered) that sex with kyungsoo is great, it’s very relaxing, but he also realizes that he doesn’t want to have sex with anyone else but kyungsoo; it comes in one complete package.
he’s just a little bit too late to really understand that kyungsoo also doesn’t want to have sex with anyone else but him, too.
“there are always easier ways, you know?” joonmyun hugs kyungsoo’s head.
“yeah but you will only shrug me off,” kyungsoo mumbles, sniffing.
“so you decided to do it the ‘hard’ way?” joonmyun bites kyungsoo’s visible cheek. “you seduced me to get me addicted to your body.”
kyungsoo glares, but he’s flushing again.
joonmyun laughs and pulls the younger boy to his lap, “don’t worry, it worked!” kyungsoo hugs joonmyun but he doesn’t answer. “but of course, we have to make it official,” at that, kyungsoo gasps and does his infamous O_O face.
joonmyun kisses his nose, “do kyungsoo, would you be my only boyfriend who helps me relaxed at night?”
kyungsoo scoffs and joonmyun apologizes.
“let me rephrase it,” joonmyun holds up his right hand and says seriously, “do kyungsoo i like you not only for your body but also your face and your subtle sexiness and your voice. i crave them everyday. would you be my boyfriend?”
shy kyungsoo?
or bitchy kyungsoo?