[EXO] [Fanfiction] Firsts
Title: Firsts
Pairing: Junmyeon/Jongdae
Rating: NC-17
Length: 3,095 words
Summary: Simply said, this is Junmyeon and Jongdae's first time together.
Kissing Jongdae as he sprawls out butt naked on his bed and their hips rut together is nothing new for Junmyeon; they’ve done this a lot in the past three weeks since Jongdae’s hand slipped into his jeans when they were in the cinema and Junmyeon had almost leapt from his seat in surprise at the hand that had moved from his thigh to his crotch and then massaged him amidst the explosions and gunfire that was going on the silver screen before he had quite literally stuck his hand down the waistband of Junmyeon’s loose jeans and had given him an awkward - but still pretty damn hot - hand job with Junmyeon’s jacket thrown haphazardly over his lap in an attempt to hide the movement of Jongdae’s hand.
Junmyeon has to put a hand over his mouth to muffle his groans as Jongdae fists him from base to tip and back again, eyes sliding over to see his boyfriend’s reactions to his ministrations now and then and smiling like a cat that got the cream when Junmyeon’s head thunks back against the carpeted wall as he twists his wrist just so. He cums with a muffled groan into his hand when Jongdae’s hand palms the head of his clothed erection a few times and then dives back into his underwear to dig his thumb into the slit, molten rush of heat exploding in Junmyeon’s veins and pleasure soiling Jongdae’s hand and the inside of his boxers.
The younger boy has the audacity to lick his fingers clean, eyes meeting Junmyeon’s in challenge as he licks each one clean, as he enjoys the lust in Junmyeon’s gaze before whispering a sultry “Mm, yummy, hyung,” in the older boy’s ear. That does it and Junmyeon drags Jongdae from his seat by the wrist, ignoring the protests around them as he pulls Jongdae all the way to the deserted men’s bathroom, shoving him into a cubicle and locking it behind him before he pushes Jongdae up against the wall and kisses him fiercely, hands tugging at the younger boy’s belt and pulling down his fly, quickly followed by his briefs and slacks and he’s returning the favour as he pumps Jongdae’s length hard, swallowing the moans that escape his boyfriend.
“Think you can give as good as you get?” Junmyeon mumbles in between kisses as he tugs at Jongdae harshly, squeezing lightly at Jongdae’s skinny ass before fondling his balls, smirking when he feels the telling signs of pre-cum that leak from the slit while Jongdae pants harshly as Junmyeon continues necking him.
“Shut up and let your hands do the talking, hyung,” Jongdae snarks back even as his hips buck up and his length thrusts through the tight circle of Junmyeon’s fist, “unless that pretty mouth can do better,” he challenges, and Jongdae had been expecting Junmyeon to shut him up by kissing him, but he gets the most pleasant surprise of his life when the older boy crouches down instead, nose in line with his cock as Junmyeon stares at Jongdae’s length in his hand, smirking when it twitches, as if in anticipation; licks his lips at the fluids that ooze from the slit of Jongdae’s cock and over the head, and Junmyeon looks up at Jongdae through his lashes as his mouth slowly descends onto him.
Jongdae swears out loud as the hot heat of Junmyeon’s mouth wraps around him and bloody fuck it’s no fucking wonder why people rave about blow jobs because the swirl of the older boy’s tongue around him is like nothing he’s ever imagined and he can’t help but thrust into Junmyeon’s mouth, craving more of that heat around his length. Junmyeon’s hands hold him firmly as he tries not to gag at the sudden extra thrust of more of Jongdae’s cock into his mouth and against his throat, trying to establish a proper rhythm between Jongdae’s frantic hip thrusts and the insistent hands which press his head further down onto Jongdae’s length.
He ignores Jongdae’s whine of protest when he pulls his mouth off Jongdae’s cock, but then draws even louder moans and cries of “god, hyung, please!” when he brushes the head of Jongdae’s cock over his lips repeatedly, tongue darting in and out of his mouth to lick hot stripes at the slit, swirling and digging in over and over again as he continues to pump Jongdae.
Junmyeon gets little warning when Jongdae cums over the side of his mouth with a harsh cry and the older boy leans back, licking his lips at the spurts of white that course through the air while he continues to pump Jongdae in his fist until the younger boy is utterly spent and boneless and panting against the wall of the cubicle.
He’d purposely drawn out soft mewls from his boyfriend when he’d thumbed at the oversensitive head after Jongdae had cum, smirking once again as he’d lapped at the crown of Jongdae’s cock to clean him up, making the younger boy’s hips buck up helplessly as his lips had sucked and his tongue had dug mercilessly into the slit, relishing the salty musky taste and Jongdae’s piteous whines of “hyung, please, it’s too sensitive, ah-!” and licking up more of the fluid that oozed out, only giving in when the main door to the toilet had been pushed open and people had walked in. He’d given one more hard suck, stronger than the ones he’d done before to Jongdae’s cock before pulling back and licking his lips, reveling in the flushed look and glazed over eyes as he had tucked Jongdae back into his briefs and pulled up his boyfriend’s pants for him because he was still too dazed to do it himself.
When he had heard the last person leave the toilet, Junmyeon had melded his lips against Jongdae’s, tongue thrusting into the younger boy’s mouth as Jongdae’s lips parted for him and sucked on Junmyeon’s tongue, tasting himself in Junmyeon’s mouth. By then Junmyeon had gotten hard again but it had been time for them to head back, so it was a lucky thing he had been wearing loose-fitting jeans and a long sweater that covered everything up. It had been awkward at first, walking with a heavy cock and even heavier balls and Jongdae had snickered that he looked as if he was looking like one of those rare forward-walking crabs but the blast of cold air that had hit them when they’d reached outside helped, and he had pinched Jongdae’s side for that, walking shoulder to shoulder with their fingers brushing against each other now and then.
Needless to say, blow jobs had become a staple part of their makeout sessions after that.
The utterly wrecked look on Jongdae’s face back then is not the same as the slightly nervous look that the younger boy is giving him now as Junmyeon slicks up his fingers copiously with lube, hand smoothing in a comforting gesture against Jongdae’s thighs. Junmyeon licks his lips nervously too because he wants this to be good for Jongdae, and not to hurt like a bitch. Neither of them have been with other boys like this before, have never gone this far before, and it’s a milestone so to speak, that their firsts would be with each other.
Junmyeon is honoured, feels special that Jongdae is his first, that he is Jongdae’s first, and he wants to treasure his boyfriend, to show him exactly how much Jongdae means to him and he can only hope that this is enough.
(He wonders if he’s thinking too far ahead when he wants to be Jongdae’s only, Jongdae’s ever after.)
“Stop looking so nervous, you’re making me nervous too,” Junmyeon teases as he kisses the inside of Jongdae’s thighs while one wet fingertip plays at the puckered skin around the younger boy’s hole and Jongdae’s hips shift beneath him, as his face makes a very unattractive expression that makes Junmyeon want to laugh but he holds it back because he doesn’t want Jongdae to think he’s laughing at him.
“You’re not the one who is going to be taking fingers and then a cock up his ass,” Jongdae snipes, glaring at Junmyeon because the younger had lost the coin toss in who would be on top and who would bottom after their serious conversation about taking their relationship further, past hand jobs and blow jobs towards more.
“Yet you refused when I said we could swap places,” Junmyeon chides and Jongdae pouts, cheeks burning at the memory of when he had told Junmyeon that he wanted to feel the thickness of Junmyeon’s cock thrusting inside of him as they had made out after that.
“Just because I want you doesn’t mean that I can’t feel nervous about it,” Jongdae mumbles as he looks away from Junmyeon and it is a million types of cute that makes Junmyeon want to kiss him.
The geeky glasses that he has on makes him look even cuter and Junmyeon slides up the bed instead to kiss Jongdae’s mouth, tilting the younger’s chin towards him and murmuring “cute, so cute” in between kisses and nips at Jongdae’s lips and protests of “stop calling me cute, you horrible hyung, I’m handsome, not cute!” until things turn heated again and he’s straddling Jongdae’s hips as he palms the younger boy’s dick, licking at his neck and then sucking a nipple into his mouth and then moving lower to kiss down his abdomen, distracting him as he slides a slick finger into Jongdae’s entrance slowly.
“Hyung, some warning please!” Jongdae complains as Junmyeon’s finger presses further into him and he squirms a bit at it. It doesn’t hurt but it’s a strange feeling, being opened up like this, and this time the older boy chuckles at the corner of his mouth and kisses him while the palm of his other hand rubs deliciously over Jongdae’s cock, drawing a surprised ‘ah-!’ from the younger boy when it slides right up to the knuckle and Junmyeon continues to kiss him as he pulls on Jongdae’s cock with one hand while his other is preoccupied with feeling the inside of Jongdae’s walls.
When Jongdae’s hips are thrusting upwards and taking in his finger with ease, he slips in his middle finger carefully, muffles the murmur of discomfort with his tongue inside of Jongdae’s mouth, emulating the way his fingers move in and out of Jongdae’s virgin hole as Junmyeon’s fingers stretch him open gradually until his hips are bucking again and Jongdae’s glasses are fogged up with his hot breaths as he whispers “more,” and Junmyeon slips another finger in and this time he’s made his way down Jongdae’s body and his mouth wraps around Jongdae’s cock at the same time and sucks, making the younger boy writhe on the bed down onto his fingers helplessly and then upwards to thrust into Junmyeon’s mouth.
Breathy pants and moans of “hyung, hyung” leave Jongdae’s mouth as Junmyeon spreads him further open with three fingers and sucks him off simultaneously, acknowledging the hands that bury into his hair with a hum around Jongdae’s cock. The sudden thrust of Jongdae’s hips upward and the wretched moan that resounds in the room when Junmyeon’s fingers brush up against a soft bundle of tissue tells Junmyeon that he’s found Jongdae’s prostate and he presses his digits onto the tissue more insistently, taking Jongdae deeper into his mouth as he rubs at it with his finger tips and Jongdae’s moans escalate further.
“Hyung,” Jongdae tugs at his hair, voice breathy and higher than Junmyeon is used to as the older’s fingers continue to prod at his prostate with fervor. “Hyung, I want you now,” Jongdae half pants, half moans as Junmyeon finally lifts his head and his mouth goes dry at how wrecked his boyfriend looks, skin flushed and chest heaving, glasses askew on his nose and cheeks pink in pleasure.
Junmyeon answers his want, his need as he removes his fingers from Jongdae and sits up, watching Jongdae watch him as he licks his fingers clean before he grabs for the tube of lube again, popping it open and squeezing it over his straining dick before lubing himself up right under Jongdae’s hungry eyes. He swallows hard as Jongdae licks his lips and murmurs “hyung, hurry” and then he’s pushing Jongdae’s thighs open and settling between them, one hand on Jongdae’s hip and another at the base of his slicked up cock, positioning himself at Jongdae’s entrance.
He’s watching Jongdae’s face as he slides in for the first time and the tight heat of Jongdae around him feels so fucking good that he wants to thrust right in and pound into him over and over again. Jongdae’s mouth falls opens in a silent moan and his eyes are closed as his eyebrows furrow at the strange sensation of being filled up and stretched by Junmyeon’s cock as Junmyeon slips into him, inch by slow inch until he’s fully seated inside of Jongdae.
It takes a while to work his cock into Jongdae because the fit is so tight and Junmyeon has to kiss him and reassure him a few more times and get him to relax his ass muscles so he isn’t clamping up around Junmyeon’s cock and he ends up grabbing the lube and squeezing more onto his cock and around Jongdae’s entrance again to make for a smoother slide in. It’s both heaven and hell at the same time when Jongdae’s muscles squeeze around him so tightly, slick and thick sounds of fluid echoing in his ears as he makes his way in, panting as his fingers dig into Jongdae’s spread thighs until he’s balls deep inside of his boyfriend.
It’s difficult, but Junmyeon grits his teeth and holds still, waiting for Jongdae’s breaths to even out and for his boyfriend to open his eyes. When Jongdae’s eyes open again, they’re half wet and Junmyeon panics, bending forward to kiss at his cheeks and his cock inadvertently presses further into Jongdae, pulling a low sound from his throat.
“Is it too much? Does it hurt?” Junmyeon asks anxiously, only calming down when Jongdae reaches a hand to his neck to pull him down for a kiss.
“Stop panicking, hyung. No, it doesn’t hurt, it just feels a bit weird, I guess, because it feels so…I don’t know, full? Don’t stop moving, just move a little slow until I get used to it.” Jongdae smiles at him and Junmyeon can’t help but smile back, nose bumping into the younger boy’s glasses as he leans forward to kiss him and he frowns as Jongdae laughs at him and then removes them to place them on the side table. Jongdae’s smile and the warm look in his eyes makes Junmyeon shiver because of the utter trust and love in them and sometimes he just feels unworthy of Jongdae.
But then Jongdae moves his hips forward and this time it’s Junmyeon’s turn to groan as Jongdae’s passage clutches tight around him with the movement.
“Go on, hyung, move for me,” Jongdae grins and Junmyeon takes that as his cue to move slow, shallow thrusts into Jongdae at first, muttering about how good Jongdae feels around him, losing himself to the motion of his hips rocking against the younger boy’s with his eyes half closed as he licks his lips intently. His eyes shoot open again when Jongdae tightens around him experimentally and Junmyeon growls at the impish expression on his boyfriend’s face.
“Come on old man, I know you can move faster than that,” Jongdae taunts with a haughty expression on his face and Junmyeon thrusts forward hard at Jongdae’s sass, smirking when Jongdae gasps at that.
“Old man, you say when I’m not even two years older than you, I’ll show you old man, you little imp,” Junmyeon mock growls and grips Jongdae’s hips hard before he thrusts in forcefully, hard and fast as he wraps Jongdae’s thighs around his waist and fucks into his boyfriend, wet slaps of skin against skin and heavy pants and low moans with every snap of his hips forward. Jongdae braces his hands against the metal frame of Junmyeon’s bed as he tries to meet each of Junmyeon’s thrusts into him, lost in the feel of Junmyeon’s cock hot and heavy inside of him.
He keens when the side of Junmyeon’s cock slides past his prostate when the older boy hitches one of Jongdae’s legs higher against his hip and the angle of Junmyeon’s dick inside of him changes. Junmyeon catches on to the hitched breaths that leave Jongdae’s mouth and the fingers that clutch at his biceps and hitches Jongdae’s leg even higher and snaps his hips forward again experimentally, grinning in satisfaction when Jongdae keens long and high again.
“This spot?” He grits out as Jongdae tightens around him and his boyfriend nods wordlessly, head thrashing on the pillow as Junmyeon drives even faster into him and abuses that spot inside of Jongdae, biting down on his lip when Jongdae’s hand slips between them to tug at his own cock hard in time to Junmyeon’s thrusts into him.
“Hyung, I-I-” Jongdae stutters as he feels the pleasure building within his core and then the tense wire that had been holding back his orgasm is broken when Junmyeon’s cock stamps an imprint into his prostate again, and his climax floods his body and he’s moaning brokenly into the room as Junmyeon continues to pound into him, cumming inside of Jongdae just moments later, falling forward onto his elbows as his chest heaves with exertion, kissing Jongdae breathlessly.
“Wow,” Junmyeon murmurs when it feels like he can breathe properly again. His fingers rub over Jongdae’s cheekbones and they’re nose to nose as they stare into each other’s eyes in the aftermath.
“Wow,” Jongdae parrots back as he presses a kiss to Junmyeon’s chin.
“That was amazing. You’re amazing,” Junmyeon smiles, and it’s almost blinding with the genuine affection and warmth and love that Jongdae sees reflected in his eyes.
“Don’t get cheesy on me now,” Jongdae teases as he rubs his nose against Junmyeon’s, uncaring of the mess of Jongdae’s cum that’s between their bodies.
“Who else would I be cheesy with,” Junmyeon laughs as he rubs his nose right back against Jongdae’s. “You’re my world,” Junmyeon adds in a semi-serious undertone and Jongdae’s heart warms at that, cheesy though the words may be.
Junmyeon leans in again to kiss him and everything is just perfect.
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A/N: What do you know, I managed to write fluffy smut after all! Lol.
Pairing: Junmyeon/Jongdae
Rating: NC-17
Length: 3,095 words
Summary: Simply said, this is Junmyeon and Jongdae's first time together.
Kissing Jongdae as he sprawls out butt naked on his bed and their hips rut together is nothing new for Junmyeon; they’ve done this a lot in the past three weeks since Jongdae’s hand slipped into his jeans when they were in the cinema and Junmyeon had almost leapt from his seat in surprise at the hand that had moved from his thigh to his crotch and then massaged him amidst the explosions and gunfire that was going on the silver screen before he had quite literally stuck his hand down the waistband of Junmyeon’s loose jeans and had given him an awkward - but still pretty damn hot - hand job with Junmyeon’s jacket thrown haphazardly over his lap in an attempt to hide the movement of Jongdae’s hand.
Junmyeon has to put a hand over his mouth to muffle his groans as Jongdae fists him from base to tip and back again, eyes sliding over to see his boyfriend’s reactions to his ministrations now and then and smiling like a cat that got the cream when Junmyeon’s head thunks back against the carpeted wall as he twists his wrist just so. He cums with a muffled groan into his hand when Jongdae’s hand palms the head of his clothed erection a few times and then dives back into his underwear to dig his thumb into the slit, molten rush of heat exploding in Junmyeon’s veins and pleasure soiling Jongdae’s hand and the inside of his boxers.
The younger boy has the audacity to lick his fingers clean, eyes meeting Junmyeon’s in challenge as he licks each one clean, as he enjoys the lust in Junmyeon’s gaze before whispering a sultry “Mm, yummy, hyung,” in the older boy’s ear. That does it and Junmyeon drags Jongdae from his seat by the wrist, ignoring the protests around them as he pulls Jongdae all the way to the deserted men’s bathroom, shoving him into a cubicle and locking it behind him before he pushes Jongdae up against the wall and kisses him fiercely, hands tugging at the younger boy’s belt and pulling down his fly, quickly followed by his briefs and slacks and he’s returning the favour as he pumps Jongdae’s length hard, swallowing the moans that escape his boyfriend.
“Think you can give as good as you get?” Junmyeon mumbles in between kisses as he tugs at Jongdae harshly, squeezing lightly at Jongdae’s skinny ass before fondling his balls, smirking when he feels the telling signs of pre-cum that leak from the slit while Jongdae pants harshly as Junmyeon continues necking him.
“Shut up and let your hands do the talking, hyung,” Jongdae snarks back even as his hips buck up and his length thrusts through the tight circle of Junmyeon’s fist, “unless that pretty mouth can do better,” he challenges, and Jongdae had been expecting Junmyeon to shut him up by kissing him, but he gets the most pleasant surprise of his life when the older boy crouches down instead, nose in line with his cock as Junmyeon stares at Jongdae’s length in his hand, smirking when it twitches, as if in anticipation; licks his lips at the fluids that ooze from the slit of Jongdae’s cock and over the head, and Junmyeon looks up at Jongdae through his lashes as his mouth slowly descends onto him.
Jongdae swears out loud as the hot heat of Junmyeon’s mouth wraps around him and bloody fuck it’s no fucking wonder why people rave about blow jobs because the swirl of the older boy’s tongue around him is like nothing he’s ever imagined and he can’t help but thrust into Junmyeon’s mouth, craving more of that heat around his length. Junmyeon’s hands hold him firmly as he tries not to gag at the sudden extra thrust of more of Jongdae’s cock into his mouth and against his throat, trying to establish a proper rhythm between Jongdae’s frantic hip thrusts and the insistent hands which press his head further down onto Jongdae’s length.
He ignores Jongdae’s whine of protest when he pulls his mouth off Jongdae’s cock, but then draws even louder moans and cries of “god, hyung, please!” when he brushes the head of Jongdae’s cock over his lips repeatedly, tongue darting in and out of his mouth to lick hot stripes at the slit, swirling and digging in over and over again as he continues to pump Jongdae.
Junmyeon gets little warning when Jongdae cums over the side of his mouth with a harsh cry and the older boy leans back, licking his lips at the spurts of white that course through the air while he continues to pump Jongdae in his fist until the younger boy is utterly spent and boneless and panting against the wall of the cubicle.
He’d purposely drawn out soft mewls from his boyfriend when he’d thumbed at the oversensitive head after Jongdae had cum, smirking once again as he’d lapped at the crown of Jongdae’s cock to clean him up, making the younger boy’s hips buck up helplessly as his lips had sucked and his tongue had dug mercilessly into the slit, relishing the salty musky taste and Jongdae’s piteous whines of “hyung, please, it’s too sensitive, ah-!” and licking up more of the fluid that oozed out, only giving in when the main door to the toilet had been pushed open and people had walked in. He’d given one more hard suck, stronger than the ones he’d done before to Jongdae’s cock before pulling back and licking his lips, reveling in the flushed look and glazed over eyes as he had tucked Jongdae back into his briefs and pulled up his boyfriend’s pants for him because he was still too dazed to do it himself.
When he had heard the last person leave the toilet, Junmyeon had melded his lips against Jongdae’s, tongue thrusting into the younger boy’s mouth as Jongdae’s lips parted for him and sucked on Junmyeon’s tongue, tasting himself in Junmyeon’s mouth. By then Junmyeon had gotten hard again but it had been time for them to head back, so it was a lucky thing he had been wearing loose-fitting jeans and a long sweater that covered everything up. It had been awkward at first, walking with a heavy cock and even heavier balls and Jongdae had snickered that he looked as if he was looking like one of those rare forward-walking crabs but the blast of cold air that had hit them when they’d reached outside helped, and he had pinched Jongdae’s side for that, walking shoulder to shoulder with their fingers brushing against each other now and then.
Needless to say, blow jobs had become a staple part of their makeout sessions after that.
The utterly wrecked look on Jongdae’s face back then is not the same as the slightly nervous look that the younger boy is giving him now as Junmyeon slicks up his fingers copiously with lube, hand smoothing in a comforting gesture against Jongdae’s thighs. Junmyeon licks his lips nervously too because he wants this to be good for Jongdae, and not to hurt like a bitch. Neither of them have been with other boys like this before, have never gone this far before, and it’s a milestone so to speak, that their firsts would be with each other.
Junmyeon is honoured, feels special that Jongdae is his first, that he is Jongdae’s first, and he wants to treasure his boyfriend, to show him exactly how much Jongdae means to him and he can only hope that this is enough.
(He wonders if he’s thinking too far ahead when he wants to be Jongdae’s only, Jongdae’s ever after.)
“Stop looking so nervous, you’re making me nervous too,” Junmyeon teases as he kisses the inside of Jongdae’s thighs while one wet fingertip plays at the puckered skin around the younger boy’s hole and Jongdae’s hips shift beneath him, as his face makes a very unattractive expression that makes Junmyeon want to laugh but he holds it back because he doesn’t want Jongdae to think he’s laughing at him.
“You’re not the one who is going to be taking fingers and then a cock up his ass,” Jongdae snipes, glaring at Junmyeon because the younger had lost the coin toss in who would be on top and who would bottom after their serious conversation about taking their relationship further, past hand jobs and blow jobs towards more.
“Yet you refused when I said we could swap places,” Junmyeon chides and Jongdae pouts, cheeks burning at the memory of when he had told Junmyeon that he wanted to feel the thickness of Junmyeon’s cock thrusting inside of him as they had made out after that.
“Just because I want you doesn’t mean that I can’t feel nervous about it,” Jongdae mumbles as he looks away from Junmyeon and it is a million types of cute that makes Junmyeon want to kiss him.
The geeky glasses that he has on makes him look even cuter and Junmyeon slides up the bed instead to kiss Jongdae’s mouth, tilting the younger’s chin towards him and murmuring “cute, so cute” in between kisses and nips at Jongdae’s lips and protests of “stop calling me cute, you horrible hyung, I’m handsome, not cute!” until things turn heated again and he’s straddling Jongdae’s hips as he palms the younger boy’s dick, licking at his neck and then sucking a nipple into his mouth and then moving lower to kiss down his abdomen, distracting him as he slides a slick finger into Jongdae’s entrance slowly.
“Hyung, some warning please!” Jongdae complains as Junmyeon’s finger presses further into him and he squirms a bit at it. It doesn’t hurt but it’s a strange feeling, being opened up like this, and this time the older boy chuckles at the corner of his mouth and kisses him while the palm of his other hand rubs deliciously over Jongdae’s cock, drawing a surprised ‘ah-!’ from the younger boy when it slides right up to the knuckle and Junmyeon continues to kiss him as he pulls on Jongdae’s cock with one hand while his other is preoccupied with feeling the inside of Jongdae’s walls.
When Jongdae’s hips are thrusting upwards and taking in his finger with ease, he slips in his middle finger carefully, muffles the murmur of discomfort with his tongue inside of Jongdae’s mouth, emulating the way his fingers move in and out of Jongdae’s virgin hole as Junmyeon’s fingers stretch him open gradually until his hips are bucking again and Jongdae’s glasses are fogged up with his hot breaths as he whispers “more,” and Junmyeon slips another finger in and this time he’s made his way down Jongdae’s body and his mouth wraps around Jongdae’s cock at the same time and sucks, making the younger boy writhe on the bed down onto his fingers helplessly and then upwards to thrust into Junmyeon’s mouth.
Breathy pants and moans of “hyung, hyung” leave Jongdae’s mouth as Junmyeon spreads him further open with three fingers and sucks him off simultaneously, acknowledging the hands that bury into his hair with a hum around Jongdae’s cock. The sudden thrust of Jongdae’s hips upward and the wretched moan that resounds in the room when Junmyeon’s fingers brush up against a soft bundle of tissue tells Junmyeon that he’s found Jongdae’s prostate and he presses his digits onto the tissue more insistently, taking Jongdae deeper into his mouth as he rubs at it with his finger tips and Jongdae’s moans escalate further.
“Hyung,” Jongdae tugs at his hair, voice breathy and higher than Junmyeon is used to as the older’s fingers continue to prod at his prostate with fervor. “Hyung, I want you now,” Jongdae half pants, half moans as Junmyeon finally lifts his head and his mouth goes dry at how wrecked his boyfriend looks, skin flushed and chest heaving, glasses askew on his nose and cheeks pink in pleasure.
Junmyeon answers his want, his need as he removes his fingers from Jongdae and sits up, watching Jongdae watch him as he licks his fingers clean before he grabs for the tube of lube again, popping it open and squeezing it over his straining dick before lubing himself up right under Jongdae’s hungry eyes. He swallows hard as Jongdae licks his lips and murmurs “hyung, hurry” and then he’s pushing Jongdae’s thighs open and settling between them, one hand on Jongdae’s hip and another at the base of his slicked up cock, positioning himself at Jongdae’s entrance.
He’s watching Jongdae’s face as he slides in for the first time and the tight heat of Jongdae around him feels so fucking good that he wants to thrust right in and pound into him over and over again. Jongdae’s mouth falls opens in a silent moan and his eyes are closed as his eyebrows furrow at the strange sensation of being filled up and stretched by Junmyeon’s cock as Junmyeon slips into him, inch by slow inch until he’s fully seated inside of Jongdae.
It takes a while to work his cock into Jongdae because the fit is so tight and Junmyeon has to kiss him and reassure him a few more times and get him to relax his ass muscles so he isn’t clamping up around Junmyeon’s cock and he ends up grabbing the lube and squeezing more onto his cock and around Jongdae’s entrance again to make for a smoother slide in. It’s both heaven and hell at the same time when Jongdae’s muscles squeeze around him so tightly, slick and thick sounds of fluid echoing in his ears as he makes his way in, panting as his fingers dig into Jongdae’s spread thighs until he’s balls deep inside of his boyfriend.
It’s difficult, but Junmyeon grits his teeth and holds still, waiting for Jongdae’s breaths to even out and for his boyfriend to open his eyes. When Jongdae’s eyes open again, they’re half wet and Junmyeon panics, bending forward to kiss at his cheeks and his cock inadvertently presses further into Jongdae, pulling a low sound from his throat.
“Is it too much? Does it hurt?” Junmyeon asks anxiously, only calming down when Jongdae reaches a hand to his neck to pull him down for a kiss.
“Stop panicking, hyung. No, it doesn’t hurt, it just feels a bit weird, I guess, because it feels so…I don’t know, full? Don’t stop moving, just move a little slow until I get used to it.” Jongdae smiles at him and Junmyeon can’t help but smile back, nose bumping into the younger boy’s glasses as he leans forward to kiss him and he frowns as Jongdae laughs at him and then removes them to place them on the side table. Jongdae’s smile and the warm look in his eyes makes Junmyeon shiver because of the utter trust and love in them and sometimes he just feels unworthy of Jongdae.
But then Jongdae moves his hips forward and this time it’s Junmyeon’s turn to groan as Jongdae’s passage clutches tight around him with the movement.
“Go on, hyung, move for me,” Jongdae grins and Junmyeon takes that as his cue to move slow, shallow thrusts into Jongdae at first, muttering about how good Jongdae feels around him, losing himself to the motion of his hips rocking against the younger boy’s with his eyes half closed as he licks his lips intently. His eyes shoot open again when Jongdae tightens around him experimentally and Junmyeon growls at the impish expression on his boyfriend’s face.
“Come on old man, I know you can move faster than that,” Jongdae taunts with a haughty expression on his face and Junmyeon thrusts forward hard at Jongdae’s sass, smirking when Jongdae gasps at that.
“Old man, you say when I’m not even two years older than you, I’ll show you old man, you little imp,” Junmyeon mock growls and grips Jongdae’s hips hard before he thrusts in forcefully, hard and fast as he wraps Jongdae’s thighs around his waist and fucks into his boyfriend, wet slaps of skin against skin and heavy pants and low moans with every snap of his hips forward. Jongdae braces his hands against the metal frame of Junmyeon’s bed as he tries to meet each of Junmyeon’s thrusts into him, lost in the feel of Junmyeon’s cock hot and heavy inside of him.
He keens when the side of Junmyeon’s cock slides past his prostate when the older boy hitches one of Jongdae’s legs higher against his hip and the angle of Junmyeon’s dick inside of him changes. Junmyeon catches on to the hitched breaths that leave Jongdae’s mouth and the fingers that clutch at his biceps and hitches Jongdae’s leg even higher and snaps his hips forward again experimentally, grinning in satisfaction when Jongdae keens long and high again.
“This spot?” He grits out as Jongdae tightens around him and his boyfriend nods wordlessly, head thrashing on the pillow as Junmyeon drives even faster into him and abuses that spot inside of Jongdae, biting down on his lip when Jongdae’s hand slips between them to tug at his own cock hard in time to Junmyeon’s thrusts into him.
“Hyung, I-I-” Jongdae stutters as he feels the pleasure building within his core and then the tense wire that had been holding back his orgasm is broken when Junmyeon’s cock stamps an imprint into his prostate again, and his climax floods his body and he’s moaning brokenly into the room as Junmyeon continues to pound into him, cumming inside of Jongdae just moments later, falling forward onto his elbows as his chest heaves with exertion, kissing Jongdae breathlessly.
“Wow,” Junmyeon murmurs when it feels like he can breathe properly again. His fingers rub over Jongdae’s cheekbones and they’re nose to nose as they stare into each other’s eyes in the aftermath.
“Wow,” Jongdae parrots back as he presses a kiss to Junmyeon’s chin.
“That was amazing. You’re amazing,” Junmyeon smiles, and it’s almost blinding with the genuine affection and warmth and love that Jongdae sees reflected in his eyes.
“Don’t get cheesy on me now,” Jongdae teases as he rubs his nose against Junmyeon’s, uncaring of the mess of Jongdae’s cum that’s between their bodies.
“Who else would I be cheesy with,” Junmyeon laughs as he rubs his nose right back against Jongdae’s. “You’re my world,” Junmyeon adds in a semi-serious undertone and Jongdae’s heart warms at that, cheesy though the words may be.
Junmyeon leans in again to kiss him and everything is just perfect.
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A/N: What do you know, I managed to write fluffy smut after all! Lol.