Cheesecake
Title: Cheesecake
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Himdae; Himchan/Daehyun
Summary: Daehyun and Himchan live together, and Daehyun wants to share his slice of cheesecake with Himchan. They share it in a very peculiar way.
Word-count: 2056
A/N: lolololol lost my shame
Daehyun held a plate of cheesecake up to Himchan’s nose; it was chocolate cheesecake with strawberry sauce, and Himchan’s mouth was watering. His nose flared at the smell of the delicious treat, but Himchan knew better than to give in. Himchan pushed the plate away from his face and frowned.
“Daehyun not now, I just brushed my teeth and took a shower. Go eat it somewhere away from me I’m on a diet.”
“Are you sure you don’t want one bite?” Daehyun asked, eyes flicking from the cheesecake up to Himchan’s face. He was also only wearing his loose pajamas because it was ten PM and normally they’d be turning in for the night, lying on their bed, playing with their laptops before going to sleep. “It’s just going bad in the fridge if no one eats it.”
“No, I just brushed my teeth,” - Himchan walked around Daehyun - “what part of not now do you not understand?”
“So? You can just brush them again.” Daehyun followed Himchan into the bedroom. “Just one little bite.” He smiled and his face broke up into a wrinkly version of a shar-pei, and Himchan wanted to throttle him.
Disgusted, Himchan flopped down on the bed on his stomach and spoke into the mattress, “No Daehyun go away.” The cheesecake was testing his resolve in keeping to his diet plan. He wanted to take one little bite so bad, he could almost taste the flavor of the creamy cheesecake against his tongue and feel the metallic prongs of the fork they rarely used except for certain foods. Maybe, just maybe he could cheat for one day.
Daehyun sat on his back, and Himchan groaned as the weight pressed the air out of his lungs. He pushed up with his forearms to catch his breath. “Get off me,” Himchan said painfully. “I can’t breathe.”
He felt Daehyun slide back and settle half of his body weight on his ass. “I’m not moving until you agree to eat some of this cheesecake with me.”
“Since when do you share?” Himchan wiggled until he was supporting himself up with his forearms and elbows, back curved, so that Daehyun couldn’t scoot up and smother him again. “I cooked you meat yesterday for dinner and all I got was a thanks.”
Daehyun’s hand was slipping his shirt up his back, and then Himchan felt the cool press of a ceramic plate on his back. “Are you still angry that I forgot about doing the dishes last week?”
“I forgot about that, but now that you mention it yes I am. I’m not cooking you dinner for the rest of the week,” Himchan said, thinking that actually was a good plan since he was planning on eating salad for dinner every night for a week. He’d put the left over meat from the other day in the salad just to see Daehyun’s face when he opened the fridge and discovered the rest of the bulgogi was gone.
“You’re not going to make me live off ramen for a week are you?” asked Daehyun, his cold hands wandering over his back and startling Himchan when he began to pull his pajama pants down.
Himchan sat up higher, “What are you doing?” The fork fell off the plate and landed somewhere next to him on the bed. He felt his Daehyun slip his pants down even further - a problem because he didn’t wear underwear to bed and Daehyun knew that.
Daehyun was now sitting on his thighs, keeping him from moving them and lashing out at him.
“If you’re not going to eat it, then I’m just going to have some fun by myself,” Daehyun said, and Himchan started to worry as soon as the words left Daehyun’s mouth.
“Then why do you need to see my ass?” Himchan said angrily, wiggling from side to side before he remembered about the plate on his back and stopped. “What are you going to do?” He tried to turn his head back as far as he could to see what Daehyun was doing.
Out of his peripheral vision, he could see Daehyun cocky face staring down at him.
“Don’t worry about it,” - Daehyun touched the plate on his back - “you’ll like I promise.”
Himchan fell down on his stomach, arms giving out, “That’s reassuring.” Then he felt something cold smeared on his skin and Daehyun’s fingers massaging his ass. He lowered his eyebrows, “Daehyun…was that the cheesecake?”
“If I said yes would you be mad?” Daehyun said, hands never ceasing their circular massaging. He was making things tough for Himchan to be angry with him.
“Yes, I just took a shower. You better clean that up.”
“Oh don’t worry I will.” Daehyun laughed and Himchan felt him move down his body further until he felt something against his ass that definitely wasn’t his fingers. Daehyun squeezed around his hips and upper thighs while his tongue licked and nibbled over the cheesecake on Himchan’s skin.
A frightening squeal came out of Himchan’s throat as Daehyun’s tongue roamed over him, somewhat ticklish at the sensation. He buried his face in his arms and did his best not to show Daehyun how much he was enjoying it.
“It’s really tasty, tastes like cheesecake and hyung,” Daehyun murmured into Himchan’s skin, “you should have tried a bite. Your loss my gain.”
Himchan clenched his eyes shut, “You’re going to get so fat.”
“Then we can just fuck the calories off,” said Daehyun as he spread Himchan’s ass and then licked in between where some of the cheesecake had fallen. He paused and spoke again, “You’d like that wouldn’t you. You hate ‘traditional exercise’ but you never say no to sex.”
Himchan could feel something warm beginning to stir in his groin even though Daehyun pushing down on his body squished him into the mattress.
Shamefully, he liked it.
“If you don’t do something Daehyun I swear…” Himchan left the threat open ended, not really sure what he would do if Daehyun didn’t start acting on what he was dishing out. His skin felt wet and cool as Daehyun’s saliva dried - he’d need another shower to wash this off. Damn Daehyun being a dirty little bitch.
“You’ll what hyung? You’ll come after me? Who has the control here?” Daehyun dug his finger into Himchan’s flesh and slapped his ass. Flinching, Himchan yelped and struggled, but Daehyun had his own thighs clamped around his and he wasn’t letting him loose.
Daehyun slapped him again, probably just to hear Himchan cry out in pain. When Himchan got out of this mess, he believed he was going to put Daehyun over his knee and spank him until his ass was red.
However, the impact of Daehyun’s hand sent a shiver up Himchan’s spine, and he was sure the shudder that ran through him was noticeable. He felt Daehyun move the plate off of him and lie down across his back. “You liked that didn’t you?” Daehyun said, voice close to his ear and his arms boxing Himchan in. “You liked it when I ate cheesecake off your ass didn’t you? It made you hot, this cheesecake that you won’t eat being licked off you bit by bit.”
“Yes I liked it, happy?” Himchan said, frowning and snapping back at Daehyun’s fumbling attempt to seduce him. “Now get off me.”
“No.”
Daehyun rubbed himself against Himchan’s ass and lower back, and Himchan could feel Daehyun’s cock through the shorts he was wearing. It was awkward, Daehyun lying on top of him, humping his ass, trapping him on the bed. Himchan’s arms were going numb and drool was sliding out of his open mouth because he could still smell the cheesecake aroma. His balls and cock felt uncomfortably warm against his body. He would do anything to just rub them against the sheets to relieve the pressure growing inside him.
“Daehyun you dog,” Himchan said forcefully, “let me up.”
He felt Daehyun’s lips on his neck, hot breath against his scalp, “Okay.” The word came out breathy and half formed. Daehyun lifted himself up, on his hands and knees now, sitting back so Himchan could move. Finally, Himchan could stretch his arms out; freedom felt good.
Daehyun didn’t get him much room or time however, crawling back on top of him and rutting against Himchan’s ass again. He’d pulled his shorts down and now Himchan could feel every bit of Daehyun’s cock slide against his sweat from his increased heart rate and peaked senses. Himchan began to breath heavier, and he bit his cheek when Daehyun wrapped an arm around his stomach.
“You fucking bastard,” Himchan swore, hips moving with Daehyun’s thrusts.
Daehyun slapped his ass, “Shut up hyung.”
Himchan didn’t have it easy, his weight rested on his knees and forearms. He reached one hand down to grab his cock and jerk himself off. If it wasn’t for Daehyun’s arm holding him up, he’d have ended up face down and ass up without any strength left.
His shirt was sweated through at the armpits and his pajama shorts were being pulled apart to their limit. “Daehyun,” he said, raspy and short of breath.
“What?” Daehyun kept rubbing his cock on his ass and Himchan could feel how wet the skin on skin contact was from perspiration and Daehyun’s cock leaking fluid on him. The sensation was the opposite from the tingle he felt when Daehyun’s form fitting shirt rubbed against his, causing his shirt to ride up and drag over his skin. Himchan felt every faint movement as if they were magnified and he couldn’t stand it on his sensitive back.
“Did you eat all the cheesecake?”
Daehyun’s weight was heavier now; “No there’s still a slice in the fridge.” He grunted it out and draped his torso over Himchan’s back.
“Eat - eat it over my cock next,” Himchan said, imagining Daehyun’s lips and full pout sucking down cheesecake and dick. “Oh fuck.” He was so tense, everything was too much, his muscles were tightening and cock feeling like it was going to burst any second now.
“We’ll share,” Daehyun replied, gripping him stronger around the waist.
Himchan came to the thought of eating cheesecake and having Daehyun lick it off him. His cum landed all over the sheets underneath him. In that moment of bliss, he forgot all about the fact that he was going to have to change sheets. He hated changing the sheets because Daehyun got too excited and made a mess where they slept. Like he was now, slumped over his back, humping him and groaning loudly. This is what happens when you were dating a fellow pervert.
He did all he could to hang on and now collapse down on his own wet spot.
“Daehyun I want you to lick that cheesecake off my cock later. You’ll do that for me won’t you?”
“Yy-yes…” From Daehyun’s shuddering, Himchan knew he was going to orgasm soon.
“You love to suck my cock don’t you?”
Daehyun response was barely recognizable, “Nnnn-yess.” Himchan’s shirt was tugged back and Himchan could only speculate Daehyun had bit it.
“You’re - ” Himchan’s dirty talk session was cut off by Daehyun squeezing him and cumming on his back. Daehyun was still humping him for several long seconds before he stopped, panting and sliding off Himchan’s back.
Himchan felt dirty and sore, muscles strained from holding himself up and back sore from Daehyun’s weight. He sighed and rolled away from the mess, avoiding Daehyun sitting at the edge of the bed.
“Now I have to shower again, and change the sheets, and clean this up.” Himchan stood up, crossing his arms and he let his sleep pants pool at his ankles before kicking them off.
“I’ll help,” said Daehyun, face flushed and clothes disheveled.
There was a plate of cheesecake and crumbs all over the bed.
“Do the dishes and I’ll let you take a shower with me.”
Himchan took off his shirt and walked naked towards the bathroom.
“I’ll buy ice cream next time hyung!”
What a mess that would be, Himchan thought as he turned back and glared at Daehyun. They would need to make sure they did that in the kitchen where the clean up was easier and they were closer to the freezer.
Actually, that wasn’t a half bad idea.
Daehyun was a pervert, but so was he.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Himdae; Himchan/Daehyun
Summary: Daehyun and Himchan live together, and Daehyun wants to share his slice of cheesecake with Himchan. They share it in a very peculiar way.
Word-count: 2056
A/N: lolololol lost my shame
Daehyun held a plate of cheesecake up to Himchan’s nose; it was chocolate cheesecake with strawberry sauce, and Himchan’s mouth was watering. His nose flared at the smell of the delicious treat, but Himchan knew better than to give in. Himchan pushed the plate away from his face and frowned.
“Daehyun not now, I just brushed my teeth and took a shower. Go eat it somewhere away from me I’m on a diet.”
“Are you sure you don’t want one bite?” Daehyun asked, eyes flicking from the cheesecake up to Himchan’s face. He was also only wearing his loose pajamas because it was ten PM and normally they’d be turning in for the night, lying on their bed, playing with their laptops before going to sleep. “It’s just going bad in the fridge if no one eats it.”
“No, I just brushed my teeth,” - Himchan walked around Daehyun - “what part of not now do you not understand?”
“So? You can just brush them again.” Daehyun followed Himchan into the bedroom. “Just one little bite.” He smiled and his face broke up into a wrinkly version of a shar-pei, and Himchan wanted to throttle him.
Disgusted, Himchan flopped down on the bed on his stomach and spoke into the mattress, “No Daehyun go away.” The cheesecake was testing his resolve in keeping to his diet plan. He wanted to take one little bite so bad, he could almost taste the flavor of the creamy cheesecake against his tongue and feel the metallic prongs of the fork they rarely used except for certain foods. Maybe, just maybe he could cheat for one day.
Daehyun sat on his back, and Himchan groaned as the weight pressed the air out of his lungs. He pushed up with his forearms to catch his breath. “Get off me,” Himchan said painfully. “I can’t breathe.”
He felt Daehyun slide back and settle half of his body weight on his ass. “I’m not moving until you agree to eat some of this cheesecake with me.”
“Since when do you share?” Himchan wiggled until he was supporting himself up with his forearms and elbows, back curved, so that Daehyun couldn’t scoot up and smother him again. “I cooked you meat yesterday for dinner and all I got was a thanks.”
Daehyun’s hand was slipping his shirt up his back, and then Himchan felt the cool press of a ceramic plate on his back. “Are you still angry that I forgot about doing the dishes last week?”
“I forgot about that, but now that you mention it yes I am. I’m not cooking you dinner for the rest of the week,” Himchan said, thinking that actually was a good plan since he was planning on eating salad for dinner every night for a week. He’d put the left over meat from the other day in the salad just to see Daehyun’s face when he opened the fridge and discovered the rest of the bulgogi was gone.
“You’re not going to make me live off ramen for a week are you?” asked Daehyun, his cold hands wandering over his back and startling Himchan when he began to pull his pajama pants down.
Himchan sat up higher, “What are you doing?” The fork fell off the plate and landed somewhere next to him on the bed. He felt his Daehyun slip his pants down even further - a problem because he didn’t wear underwear to bed and Daehyun knew that.
Daehyun was now sitting on his thighs, keeping him from moving them and lashing out at him.
“If you’re not going to eat it, then I’m just going to have some fun by myself,” Daehyun said, and Himchan started to worry as soon as the words left Daehyun’s mouth.
“Then why do you need to see my ass?” Himchan said angrily, wiggling from side to side before he remembered about the plate on his back and stopped. “What are you going to do?” He tried to turn his head back as far as he could to see what Daehyun was doing.
Out of his peripheral vision, he could see Daehyun cocky face staring down at him.
“Don’t worry about it,” - Daehyun touched the plate on his back - “you’ll like I promise.”
Himchan fell down on his stomach, arms giving out, “That’s reassuring.” Then he felt something cold smeared on his skin and Daehyun’s fingers massaging his ass. He lowered his eyebrows, “Daehyun…was that the cheesecake?”
“If I said yes would you be mad?” Daehyun said, hands never ceasing their circular massaging. He was making things tough for Himchan to be angry with him.
“Yes, I just took a shower. You better clean that up.”
“Oh don’t worry I will.” Daehyun laughed and Himchan felt him move down his body further until he felt something against his ass that definitely wasn’t his fingers. Daehyun squeezed around his hips and upper thighs while his tongue licked and nibbled over the cheesecake on Himchan’s skin.
A frightening squeal came out of Himchan’s throat as Daehyun’s tongue roamed over him, somewhat ticklish at the sensation. He buried his face in his arms and did his best not to show Daehyun how much he was enjoying it.
“It’s really tasty, tastes like cheesecake and hyung,” Daehyun murmured into Himchan’s skin, “you should have tried a bite. Your loss my gain.”
Himchan clenched his eyes shut, “You’re going to get so fat.”
“Then we can just fuck the calories off,” said Daehyun as he spread Himchan’s ass and then licked in between where some of the cheesecake had fallen. He paused and spoke again, “You’d like that wouldn’t you. You hate ‘traditional exercise’ but you never say no to sex.”
Himchan could feel something warm beginning to stir in his groin even though Daehyun pushing down on his body squished him into the mattress.
Shamefully, he liked it.
“If you don’t do something Daehyun I swear…” Himchan left the threat open ended, not really sure what he would do if Daehyun didn’t start acting on what he was dishing out. His skin felt wet and cool as Daehyun’s saliva dried - he’d need another shower to wash this off. Damn Daehyun being a dirty little bitch.
“You’ll what hyung? You’ll come after me? Who has the control here?” Daehyun dug his finger into Himchan’s flesh and slapped his ass. Flinching, Himchan yelped and struggled, but Daehyun had his own thighs clamped around his and he wasn’t letting him loose.
Daehyun slapped him again, probably just to hear Himchan cry out in pain. When Himchan got out of this mess, he believed he was going to put Daehyun over his knee and spank him until his ass was red.
However, the impact of Daehyun’s hand sent a shiver up Himchan’s spine, and he was sure the shudder that ran through him was noticeable. He felt Daehyun move the plate off of him and lie down across his back. “You liked that didn’t you?” Daehyun said, voice close to his ear and his arms boxing Himchan in. “You liked it when I ate cheesecake off your ass didn’t you? It made you hot, this cheesecake that you won’t eat being licked off you bit by bit.”
“Yes I liked it, happy?” Himchan said, frowning and snapping back at Daehyun’s fumbling attempt to seduce him. “Now get off me.”
“No.”
Daehyun rubbed himself against Himchan’s ass and lower back, and Himchan could feel Daehyun’s cock through the shorts he was wearing. It was awkward, Daehyun lying on top of him, humping his ass, trapping him on the bed. Himchan’s arms were going numb and drool was sliding out of his open mouth because he could still smell the cheesecake aroma. His balls and cock felt uncomfortably warm against his body. He would do anything to just rub them against the sheets to relieve the pressure growing inside him.
“Daehyun you dog,” Himchan said forcefully, “let me up.”
He felt Daehyun’s lips on his neck, hot breath against his scalp, “Okay.” The word came out breathy and half formed. Daehyun lifted himself up, on his hands and knees now, sitting back so Himchan could move. Finally, Himchan could stretch his arms out; freedom felt good.
Daehyun didn’t get him much room or time however, crawling back on top of him and rutting against Himchan’s ass again. He’d pulled his shorts down and now Himchan could feel every bit of Daehyun’s cock slide against his sweat from his increased heart rate and peaked senses. Himchan began to breath heavier, and he bit his cheek when Daehyun wrapped an arm around his stomach.
“You fucking bastard,” Himchan swore, hips moving with Daehyun’s thrusts.
Daehyun slapped his ass, “Shut up hyung.”
Himchan didn’t have it easy, his weight rested on his knees and forearms. He reached one hand down to grab his cock and jerk himself off. If it wasn’t for Daehyun’s arm holding him up, he’d have ended up face down and ass up without any strength left.
His shirt was sweated through at the armpits and his pajama shorts were being pulled apart to their limit. “Daehyun,” he said, raspy and short of breath.
“What?” Daehyun kept rubbing his cock on his ass and Himchan could feel how wet the skin on skin contact was from perspiration and Daehyun’s cock leaking fluid on him. The sensation was the opposite from the tingle he felt when Daehyun’s form fitting shirt rubbed against his, causing his shirt to ride up and drag over his skin. Himchan felt every faint movement as if they were magnified and he couldn’t stand it on his sensitive back.
“Did you eat all the cheesecake?”
Daehyun’s weight was heavier now; “No there’s still a slice in the fridge.” He grunted it out and draped his torso over Himchan’s back.
“Eat - eat it over my cock next,” Himchan said, imagining Daehyun’s lips and full pout sucking down cheesecake and dick. “Oh fuck.” He was so tense, everything was too much, his muscles were tightening and cock feeling like it was going to burst any second now.
“We’ll share,” Daehyun replied, gripping him stronger around the waist.
Himchan came to the thought of eating cheesecake and having Daehyun lick it off him. His cum landed all over the sheets underneath him. In that moment of bliss, he forgot all about the fact that he was going to have to change sheets. He hated changing the sheets because Daehyun got too excited and made a mess where they slept. Like he was now, slumped over his back, humping him and groaning loudly. This is what happens when you were dating a fellow pervert.
He did all he could to hang on and now collapse down on his own wet spot.
“Daehyun I want you to lick that cheesecake off my cock later. You’ll do that for me won’t you?”
“Yy-yes…” From Daehyun’s shuddering, Himchan knew he was going to orgasm soon.
“You love to suck my cock don’t you?”
Daehyun response was barely recognizable, “Nnnn-yess.” Himchan’s shirt was tugged back and Himchan could only speculate Daehyun had bit it.
“You’re - ” Himchan’s dirty talk session was cut off by Daehyun squeezing him and cumming on his back. Daehyun was still humping him for several long seconds before he stopped, panting and sliding off Himchan’s back.
Himchan felt dirty and sore, muscles strained from holding himself up and back sore from Daehyun’s weight. He sighed and rolled away from the mess, avoiding Daehyun sitting at the edge of the bed.
“Now I have to shower again, and change the sheets, and clean this up.” Himchan stood up, crossing his arms and he let his sleep pants pool at his ankles before kicking them off.
“I’ll help,” said Daehyun, face flushed and clothes disheveled.
There was a plate of cheesecake and crumbs all over the bed.
“Do the dishes and I’ll let you take a shower with me.”
Himchan took off his shirt and walked naked towards the bathroom.
“I’ll buy ice cream next time hyung!”
What a mess that would be, Himchan thought as he turned back and glared at Daehyun. They would need to make sure they did that in the kitchen where the clean up was easier and they were closer to the freezer.
Actually, that wasn’t a half bad idea.
Daehyun was a pervert, but so was he.