SH 2014: how polite. for latinaeinstein
For: latinaeinstein
From: ANONYMOUS until May 22, 2014
Title: how polite.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s)/Focus: Suho/Kris
Length: 1581 words
Summary: Joonmyun washes Yi Fan's hair as Yi Fan sucks him off.
Notes: R you are a lifesaver i don't know what i'll do without you.
Joonmyun stumbles into the bathroom, one hand tangled in Yi Fan's hair and the other grabbing wildly at thin air in hopes of finding the wall so they won't topple over in a messy heap of limbs. Yi Fan has his lips pressed against Joonmyun's and he's tugging at Joonmyun's t-shirt with one hand, trying to get it off to no avail. Joonmyun's hand finds something, but it's not the wall and instead, his hand slips and water starts pouring from the shower overhead.
'It's like we're kissing in the rain,' Joonmyun says after Yi Fan pulls away, peeling their wet shirts off their skin. 'Except in the privacy of our bathroom.'
Yi Fan laughs, pulling Joonmyun in for another kiss, one hand curled around Joonmyun's neck. He slides his other hand down Joonmyun's back, resting his hand on the dip of Joonmyun's spine before going lower, past the swell of Joonmyun's arse. When he's got one hand on Joonmyun's arse, he squeezes ever so slightly through Joonmyun's wet jeans and underwear and Joonmyun yelps, biting hard on Yi Fan's lower lip.
What follows next is frantic fumbling as they try to get the rest of their clothes off as quickly as possible. Joonmyun's still stepping out of his jeans and underwear when Yi Fan starts kissing him again, from his lips to his jaw to his neck and down his chest and then he's playing with his nipples with his fingers which is soon replaced by the drag of Yi Fan's teeth that Joonmyun likes very, very much but it's gone soon enough and oh. Oh.
Joonmyun groans, moving backwards and he leans back against the wall, trying to keep his balance as Yi Fan strokes him slowly, placing kisses all over his cock. The water is still pouring and it's running in rivulets down Joonmyun's body and Yi Fan's right there, on his knees, licking at Joonmyun's cock so fucking enthusiastically that Joonmyun feels like he might cry. Well, almost. The last time Yi Fan had sucked him off they had both been on a bed, and Joonmyun had arched his back, hips bucking forward involuntarily as Yi Fan took him in his mouth, hands splayed on his thigh and hip in a futile attempt to keep Joonmyun from moving too much. Joonmyun had his boxers stuffed into his mouth then to keep him from crying out because god, he would have been so fucking loud, and when he was about to come, Yi Fan had taken the boxers out of Joonmyun's mouth and wrapped it around his cock, jerking him off with it until he came all over and Joonmyun had screamed, a harsh cry torn from his lips and he had whimpered as Yi Fan continued touching him even after he came.
Today it's Yi Fan jerking Joonmyun off with one hand, taking his time as he swirls his tongue over the tip of Joonmyun's cock, movement slow and deliberate before wrapping his lips around the cockhead. Joonmyun fucking mewls when Yi Fan does that, and the sound goes straight to Yi Fan's cock. God, sometimes Yi Fan thinks he could come just from sucking Joonmyun off and from the way Joonmyun reacts to his touch, to his lips, to his tongue, and sometimes, embarrassingly, he actually does, staining the front of his boxers. Joonmyun teases him about it sometimes, and then he'd cup Yi Fan through his soiled underwear, pressing down gently, and he'd keep his hand there until Yi Fan gets hard again. He'd touch him through his clothes, although it won't be long before he's pulling off Yi Fan's boxers to play with his cock properly, jerking him off until he comes for the second time all over Joonmyun's face. Then he'd lean up and kiss Yi Fan and Yi Fan would taste himself on Joonmyun and really, it's fucking gross but at the same time it's ridiculously hot because 1. it's Joonmyun and well 2. it's Joonmyun.
The last thing Yi Fan expects when he has his mouth full with Joonmyun's cock is for Joonmyun to actually fist his hands in his hair and fucking start washing it.
'What are you doing?' Yi Fan yelps, pulling away immediately. He hadn't noticed that Joonmyun had actually leaned over to grab shampoo from the rack by the shower, and he frowns, wanting to get up, but Joonmyun pushes his head back down soon enough.
'Shampooing your hair,' Joonmyun says. He has his hands full of shampoo and Yi Fan's hair and he hums, massaging Yi Fan's scalp slowly.
'I'm going to kill you if shampoo gets into my eyes,' Yi Fan says, expression serious, but it comes out all wrong because he's on his knees with one hand on Joonmyun's cock.
Joonmyun chuckles, and Yi Fan rolls his eyes. Okay, admittedly, it does feel nice, what with how Joonmyun's touch is soft and ohhh yes, Yi Fan could definitely get used to this.
'I didn't say you could stop sucking me off,' Joonmyun says, voice teasing, and Yi Fan looks up at him, scowling.
'You distracted me,' Yi Fan says. He leans in, flicking his tongue over the tip of Joonmyun's cock and Joonmyun moans, low and soft when Yi Fan teases the sensitive area just below his cockhead. Joonmyun's hands still in Yi Fan's hair, shampooing completely forgotten as Yi Fan laps at his cock.
'I didn't say you could stop washing my hair,' Yi Fan says, looking up at Joonmyun, smiling smugly.
'You distracted me,' Joonmyun says, grinning. Well, two can play the game. He's careful as he drags his thumbs across Yi Fan's hairline, making sure that the shampoo foam doesn't slide down Yi Fan's forehead. But it's difficult for him to keep it up, what with how Yi Fan's licking at his cock, slow stripes from the underside of the tip all the way up to his leaking slit. He's not going to lose this one, although really, losing means he gets to come in Yi Fan's mouth. He pulls a hand away reluctantly and that's when Yi Fan takes him into his mouth again, going all the way down and fuck it's moments like these that gets to Joonmyun, when Yi Fan's pushing his gag reflex and placing his hands lightly on Joonmyun's hips, letting Joonmyun use his mouth like a hole specially designed to give him pleasure.
Joonmyun's hips rock forward, thrusting into Yi Fan's mouth and Yi Fan hums around Joonmyun's cock. Joonmyun cries out because god, this is divine, but this isn't all because Yi Fan's pushing Joonmyun's thighs further apart and it can only mean one thing. Joonmyun hisses as Yi Fan presses the tip of a finger against his entrance, and Yi Fan, the smug bastard, would be grinning from ear to ear if not for Joonmyun's cock in his mouth.
When Yi Fan pulls away to slick up his fingers, sucking on them, Joonmyun flings an arm out, reaching for the shower. There's still shampoo in Yi Fan's hair and he should probably wash it off right about now before Yi Fan starts fingering him and he misses, shower spraying water right in Yi Fan's face.
Yi Fan lets out a sound that sounds more like a shriek than anything else and Joonmyun winces, aiming the water at his hair instead.
'Sorry,' Joonmyun says, rinsing the shampoo from Yi Fan's hair as Yi Fan squeezes his eyes shut.
'Not a good idea to wash my hair while I'm blowing you, huh,' Yi Fan says later on, after the shampoo has been washed off completely. Joonmyun's still hard and the water's still pouring and well, they could always go back to the bedroom instead of continuing here.
'I just thought that if we finished bathing earlier, we could do another round in the bedroom,' Joonmyun answers, and Yi Fan laughs.
'Energetic, aren't we,' Yi Fan murmurs. He leans in, kissing the tip of Joonmyun's cock. 'I like that,' he says with a wide grin, addressing Joonmyun's cock instead. 'Well, how would you like to come today?'
'Yi Fan,' Joonmyun groans as Yi Fan pushes a slick finger inside him. One finger is never enough, really, but it's not meant to fill Joonmyun up, it's meant to-
Fuck.
'On here?' Yi Fan asks, taking Joonmyun's cock in his hand, rubbing the tip over his lips. 'Or here,' he says, rubbing it over his cheeks. 'Or inside here?' And he takes Joonmyun's cock in his mouth again and Joonmyun knows he's not going to last like this, Yi Fan's got two fingers inside him now massaging his prostate and his mouth, oh god his mouth.
Joonmyun comes with a shout, pushing Yi Fan's head down and Yi Fan has been expecting this, lets Joonmyun hold his head as he comes in his mouth. Yi Fan's fingers continue moving inside Joonmyun, and Joonmyun's hands are shaky in Yi Fan's hair.
When Yi Fan finally pulls away, he's licking his lips and fuck, he's so hard it's almost painful. 'That was delicious,' he says, teasing and Joonmyun's cheeks turn pink, much to his amusement. 'So, are you going to return the favour?'
Joonmyun's on his knees in a matter of seconds and Yi Fan comes all over his face in record time.
From: ANONYMOUS until May 22, 2014
Title: how polite.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s)/Focus: Suho/Kris
Length: 1581 words
Summary: Joonmyun washes Yi Fan's hair as Yi Fan sucks him off.
Notes: R you are a lifesaver i don't know what i'll do without you.
Joonmyun stumbles into the bathroom, one hand tangled in Yi Fan's hair and the other grabbing wildly at thin air in hopes of finding the wall so they won't topple over in a messy heap of limbs. Yi Fan has his lips pressed against Joonmyun's and he's tugging at Joonmyun's t-shirt with one hand, trying to get it off to no avail. Joonmyun's hand finds something, but it's not the wall and instead, his hand slips and water starts pouring from the shower overhead.
'It's like we're kissing in the rain,' Joonmyun says after Yi Fan pulls away, peeling their wet shirts off their skin. 'Except in the privacy of our bathroom.'
Yi Fan laughs, pulling Joonmyun in for another kiss, one hand curled around Joonmyun's neck. He slides his other hand down Joonmyun's back, resting his hand on the dip of Joonmyun's spine before going lower, past the swell of Joonmyun's arse. When he's got one hand on Joonmyun's arse, he squeezes ever so slightly through Joonmyun's wet jeans and underwear and Joonmyun yelps, biting hard on Yi Fan's lower lip.
What follows next is frantic fumbling as they try to get the rest of their clothes off as quickly as possible. Joonmyun's still stepping out of his jeans and underwear when Yi Fan starts kissing him again, from his lips to his jaw to his neck and down his chest and then he's playing with his nipples with his fingers which is soon replaced by the drag of Yi Fan's teeth that Joonmyun likes very, very much but it's gone soon enough and oh. Oh.
Joonmyun groans, moving backwards and he leans back against the wall, trying to keep his balance as Yi Fan strokes him slowly, placing kisses all over his cock. The water is still pouring and it's running in rivulets down Joonmyun's body and Yi Fan's right there, on his knees, licking at Joonmyun's cock so fucking enthusiastically that Joonmyun feels like he might cry. Well, almost. The last time Yi Fan had sucked him off they had both been on a bed, and Joonmyun had arched his back, hips bucking forward involuntarily as Yi Fan took him in his mouth, hands splayed on his thigh and hip in a futile attempt to keep Joonmyun from moving too much. Joonmyun had his boxers stuffed into his mouth then to keep him from crying out because god, he would have been so fucking loud, and when he was about to come, Yi Fan had taken the boxers out of Joonmyun's mouth and wrapped it around his cock, jerking him off with it until he came all over and Joonmyun had screamed, a harsh cry torn from his lips and he had whimpered as Yi Fan continued touching him even after he came.
Today it's Yi Fan jerking Joonmyun off with one hand, taking his time as he swirls his tongue over the tip of Joonmyun's cock, movement slow and deliberate before wrapping his lips around the cockhead. Joonmyun fucking mewls when Yi Fan does that, and the sound goes straight to Yi Fan's cock. God, sometimes Yi Fan thinks he could come just from sucking Joonmyun off and from the way Joonmyun reacts to his touch, to his lips, to his tongue, and sometimes, embarrassingly, he actually does, staining the front of his boxers. Joonmyun teases him about it sometimes, and then he'd cup Yi Fan through his soiled underwear, pressing down gently, and he'd keep his hand there until Yi Fan gets hard again. He'd touch him through his clothes, although it won't be long before he's pulling off Yi Fan's boxers to play with his cock properly, jerking him off until he comes for the second time all over Joonmyun's face. Then he'd lean up and kiss Yi Fan and Yi Fan would taste himself on Joonmyun and really, it's fucking gross but at the same time it's ridiculously hot because 1. it's Joonmyun and well 2. it's Joonmyun.
The last thing Yi Fan expects when he has his mouth full with Joonmyun's cock is for Joonmyun to actually fist his hands in his hair and fucking start washing it.
'What are you doing?' Yi Fan yelps, pulling away immediately. He hadn't noticed that Joonmyun had actually leaned over to grab shampoo from the rack by the shower, and he frowns, wanting to get up, but Joonmyun pushes his head back down soon enough.
'Shampooing your hair,' Joonmyun says. He has his hands full of shampoo and Yi Fan's hair and he hums, massaging Yi Fan's scalp slowly.
'I'm going to kill you if shampoo gets into my eyes,' Yi Fan says, expression serious, but it comes out all wrong because he's on his knees with one hand on Joonmyun's cock.
Joonmyun chuckles, and Yi Fan rolls his eyes. Okay, admittedly, it does feel nice, what with how Joonmyun's touch is soft and ohhh yes, Yi Fan could definitely get used to this.
'I didn't say you could stop sucking me off,' Joonmyun says, voice teasing, and Yi Fan looks up at him, scowling.
'You distracted me,' Yi Fan says. He leans in, flicking his tongue over the tip of Joonmyun's cock and Joonmyun moans, low and soft when Yi Fan teases the sensitive area just below his cockhead. Joonmyun's hands still in Yi Fan's hair, shampooing completely forgotten as Yi Fan laps at his cock.
'I didn't say you could stop washing my hair,' Yi Fan says, looking up at Joonmyun, smiling smugly.
'You distracted me,' Joonmyun says, grinning. Well, two can play the game. He's careful as he drags his thumbs across Yi Fan's hairline, making sure that the shampoo foam doesn't slide down Yi Fan's forehead. But it's difficult for him to keep it up, what with how Yi Fan's licking at his cock, slow stripes from the underside of the tip all the way up to his leaking slit. He's not going to lose this one, although really, losing means he gets to come in Yi Fan's mouth. He pulls a hand away reluctantly and that's when Yi Fan takes him into his mouth again, going all the way down and fuck it's moments like these that gets to Joonmyun, when Yi Fan's pushing his gag reflex and placing his hands lightly on Joonmyun's hips, letting Joonmyun use his mouth like a hole specially designed to give him pleasure.
Joonmyun's hips rock forward, thrusting into Yi Fan's mouth and Yi Fan hums around Joonmyun's cock. Joonmyun cries out because god, this is divine, but this isn't all because Yi Fan's pushing Joonmyun's thighs further apart and it can only mean one thing. Joonmyun hisses as Yi Fan presses the tip of a finger against his entrance, and Yi Fan, the smug bastard, would be grinning from ear to ear if not for Joonmyun's cock in his mouth.
When Yi Fan pulls away to slick up his fingers, sucking on them, Joonmyun flings an arm out, reaching for the shower. There's still shampoo in Yi Fan's hair and he should probably wash it off right about now before Yi Fan starts fingering him and he misses, shower spraying water right in Yi Fan's face.
Yi Fan lets out a sound that sounds more like a shriek than anything else and Joonmyun winces, aiming the water at his hair instead.
'Sorry,' Joonmyun says, rinsing the shampoo from Yi Fan's hair as Yi Fan squeezes his eyes shut.
'Not a good idea to wash my hair while I'm blowing you, huh,' Yi Fan says later on, after the shampoo has been washed off completely. Joonmyun's still hard and the water's still pouring and well, they could always go back to the bedroom instead of continuing here.
'I just thought that if we finished bathing earlier, we could do another round in the bedroom,' Joonmyun answers, and Yi Fan laughs.
'Energetic, aren't we,' Yi Fan murmurs. He leans in, kissing the tip of Joonmyun's cock. 'I like that,' he says with a wide grin, addressing Joonmyun's cock instead. 'Well, how would you like to come today?'
'Yi Fan,' Joonmyun groans as Yi Fan pushes a slick finger inside him. One finger is never enough, really, but it's not meant to fill Joonmyun up, it's meant to-
Fuck.
'On here?' Yi Fan asks, taking Joonmyun's cock in his hand, rubbing the tip over his lips. 'Or here,' he says, rubbing it over his cheeks. 'Or inside here?' And he takes Joonmyun's cock in his mouth again and Joonmyun knows he's not going to last like this, Yi Fan's got two fingers inside him now massaging his prostate and his mouth, oh god his mouth.
Joonmyun comes with a shout, pushing Yi Fan's head down and Yi Fan has been expecting this, lets Joonmyun hold his head as he comes in his mouth. Yi Fan's fingers continue moving inside Joonmyun, and Joonmyun's hands are shaky in Yi Fan's hair.
When Yi Fan finally pulls away, he's licking his lips and fuck, he's so hard it's almost painful. 'That was delicious,' he says, teasing and Joonmyun's cheeks turn pink, much to his amusement. 'So, are you going to return the favour?'
Joonmyun's on his knees in a matter of seconds and Yi Fan comes all over his face in record time.