Handcuffed [Kris/Kyungsoo]
Title: Handcuffed
Pairing: Kris/Kyungsoo
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,750
Summary: Kris's wildest fantasy of his innocent boyfriend: Kyungsoo handcuffed to a bedpost, spread wide open for him.
[Can we start our honeymoon night early?]
Kyungsoo has never felt this vulnerable and bare in front of anyone before. There was one thing Kyungsoo wished to do right now; to dig a hole under the ground and crawl to hide underneath it. He would definitely do so if the icy cold cuffs on his wrists weren’t digging into his flesh whenever he tugged at them.
Despite being called cute and ‘umma’ like, Kyungsoo refused to look submissive in front of his gorgeous and smirking eight feet boyfriend, Kris. The petite male snapped his legs shut, trying his best to cover his naked groin.
He just wished Kris hadn’t seen the signs of a blossoming blush rising up to his cheeks because it would just aid to stir his egoistic boyfriend. Kyungsoo swallowed and immediately wished he hadn’t done so. Kris’s smirk widened and he leaned over until his lips were next to Kyungsoo’s ear, blowing hot breath into it.
“Are you nervous?” Kris whispered huskily earning a small non-existent gasp of surprise from his innocent lover.
“Kris, please untie me.” Kyungsoo said, proud that he was able to form a sentence without stuttering and blushing profusely.
A finger trailed down the vocalist’s pale chest, purposely lingering on the cute pink nipples. Doe orbs widened a fraction and Kungsoo’s breath hitched when the fingernail scrapped his sensitive bud.
“No, I don’t think I will.” Kris quipped, enjoying the sight of a Kyungsoo’s deer-in-headlights expression. “I like the view from here. Do Kyungsoo, bound and naked on my bed.”
A red faced Kyungsoo was tugging furiously at the cuffs around his wrists, hearing the chains clinking above his head because he wanted so badly to cover himself up from Kris’s eager and hungry gaze upon him.
“Wu Fan, I don’t think this is a good idea-”
A choked moan escaped from his throat when the blonde latched his hot mouth onto his nipple, wet tongue twirling and sucking. Kyungsoo’s face heated up immensely and shuddered at the pleasurable sensation of Kris’s teeth scraping over the nub. More moans came from Kyungsoo after Kris’s hand found its way to his lover’s semi hard cock, stroking the twitching organ until it was tall and proud, precum gathering on its tip.
“Ah! Nng...stop!” Kyungsoo gasped out, legs closing together with Kris’s hand stuck in the middle. The embarrassment was overwhelming for the doe eyed male. How could he not feel shameful when his god-like boyfriend was jerking him off when he laid bound and naked across a bed?
Kris raised his head with a smouldering gaze at Kyungsoo, lips curving upwards in a predatory smirk. He wouldn’t be able to notice that his eyes did indeed turn a shade darker than its usual original brown.
“You like this.” Kris squeezed firmly. “And no, I’m not going to stop because I’ve been waiting too long for this.” He growled at the end, the sexy sound making Kyungsoo’s cock pulse with renewed excitement.
The kiss was brutal and harsh but there was an underlying of tenderness and affection, it made Kyungsoo breathless. It reminded him of Kris, cold and cool on the exterior but warm and gentle inside.
The blonde pulled away slowly, Kyungsoo realised that he was panting. His cheeks grew warm and he wondered if he was blushing again. Kris pointed it out for him.
“You look so pretty.” Kris praised, eyes sliding down Kyungsoo’s nude form in an appraising manner. “And you’re blushing so cutely.” Kyungsoo shook his head, flushing a shade darker and drawing a chuckle from his boyfriend.
Kyungsoo garbled in protest when Kris gripped the slender male’s thighs and spread them apart, pushing up until they were pressed against his chest. Kris remained silent, eyes completely glued on Kyungsoo’s exposed backside with his snowy pale globes parted wide, his pink puckered hole clenched into a tight rosebud, obviously a pure virgin. Kris licked his lips and ran a thumb over it, feeling it flex as Kyungsoo’s eyes widened in alarm.
“No..nngh.” Kyungsoo stifled a moan, telling himself not to panic. It felt so good yet so wrong at the same time. His hips jerked forward unconsciously, pushing the ring of muscles closer to the other’s thumb.
No more waiting, Kris didn’t know how much longer he could take, just staring at Kyungsoo who looked so deliciously fuckable right now, his thumb pressing onto the warmth that called for him to enter. Without wasting a second, Kris grabbed the lube from his table, quickly squirting a huge amount onto his hand.
As gentle as he could, Kris inserted a finger into the tight ring of muscle, groaning when he felt them clamping hard onto his finger. He couldn’t wait until he eased his cock into Kyungsoo’s warm and glorious passage, how fucking great it would feel. Two more fingers followed, wrenching a whimper from Kyungsoo. After several minutes, Kris was pulling his fingers out with Kyungsoo shivering at the loss.
“K-Kris, what do you think you’re doing?”
Kris paused after unzipping his fly, voice deep and seductive. “I’m bringing you a place called heaven.”
“H-Heaven?”
“Yes, heaven as in paradise.” Kris released the cuffs on Kyungsoo’s sore wrists, kissing the red marks as a sign of apology. “Now, get on top of me.” Kris said, face impassive once again.
Whimpering pathetically, Kyungsoo shyly crawled up onto his boyfriend’s lap to straddle him, yelping quietly when his stone hard erection accidentally brushed Kris’s jeans, the friction causing jolts of electricity to shoot up his spine. Shivering when large hands held his waist, Kyungsoo lifted his head and let Kris ravish his exposed pale neck with love bites and hickeys.
Kris pressed Kyungsoo’s tiny hand onto his clothed cock. “Use your hand.”
Kyungsoo lost his ability to speak, just nodding senselessly and following Kris’s orders like a good lover he was. With small shaky hands, Kyungsoo slid Kris’s cock out of his boxers, gasping at the sheer massiveness of it and held the throbbing organ delicately, afraid to do anything else that would hurt Kris. It was hot, heavy and hard lying on his palm, Kyungsoo thought as he closed his fingers around it squeezing deliberately.
“Fuck, yes.” Kris groaned, throwing his head back at the feel of Kyungsoo’s soft, tiny hands circling his huge shaft.
Kyungsoo squeaked and released Kris’ cock like it was hot iron in his hands. “S-Sorry!” Eyes wide and cheeks tinted pink; Kyungsoo kept apologizing repeatedly, thinking he had cause Kris pain.
“No. Don’t. Just continue what you’re doing.” Kris gritted out, eyes shut tightly. “On second thought, you’re going to ride me.” The grip of Kyungsoo’s waist tightened, earning a scared look from the doe eyed male. “Right now.”
Kyungsoo bit his lip and shook his head, once, twice.
Kris noticed his boyfriend’s hesitation and felt the guilt swelling up within him. His thumb rubbed circles on the side of Kyungsoo’s hips comfortingly, as he leaned down to steal a kiss from the younger male. Kris whispered soothingly, earning a nod from Kyungsoo. “I’ll guide you, baby. Don’t be afraid.”
He trusted Wu Fan, he always will. Kyungsoo was making tiny noises at the back of his throat, a cross between a moan and a whimper.
“Raise your hips and bend forward a little.”
Biting his lip hard, the younger silently raised his hips and bent his petite form forward, face burying itself into the crook of Kris’s neck and small trembling hands clenching onto Kris’s white shirt. He willed himself to calm down until he felt a bulbous tip brushing against his puckered entrance.
“Baby, relax.”
Kris was fixing their positions so that Kyungsoo would feel comfortable. The hands on Kyungsoo’s waist moved lower until they were holding Kyungsoo’s round bottom, kneading and spreading the cheeks open as Kris’s grasped his engorged flesh, stroking himself along with Kyungsoo’s melodious moans.
“W-Wu Fan…ahhh…please..”
If only Kyungsoo’s slutty moans weren’t such a turn on, Kris wouldn’t have a hard time trying to be gentle for Kyungsoo (because fuck, this is his first time) when all he wanted to do was throw his petite boyfriend all on fours and take him hard and fast (again and again) from behind until he shoots his warm seed deep inside of Kyungsoo’s tight passage.
“Fuck. Please don’t make this hard for me, Kyungsoo.”
Kris nudged the tip of his cock onto the puckered hole, failing to gain entrance to the tightly closed passage. With another string of curses, Kris grabbed the lube again and smeared it all over himself before guiding it back into a whining Kyungsoo. Kris rubbed his swollen head in circles around Kyungsoo’s pink hole and began to press into it, the muscles being forced open to accommodate the bulbous head.
“Relax, baby. Like I said, don’t tense up you’ll only make this hurt more.”
Kyungsoo was struggling not to scream or burst into tears of agony when the tip was nudged into his hole with a slick popping sound, along with the rest of Kris’s pulsating shaft, coaxing his walls to be unwillingly fucked open for Kris’s huge cock to glide in wetly. Kyungsoo was still very sensitive, his velvety walls convulsing rapidly around Kris, sucking him deeper and deeper.
“Fuck. Soo.. you’re sucking me in.” Kris voice turned raspy from the tightness around his cock. His urges were telling him to stop being so god damn nice and just thrust up into the virgin hole.
“Wu Fan, it hurts..ahh..K-Kris…” Kyungsoo cried into Kris’s neck, unconsciously squeezing himself around Kris’s shaft, causing Kris to growl.
“It will get better soon, I promise. For now, just relax a little.”
Kris managed to massage Kyungsoo’s bottom encouragingly, sighing in relief when Kyungsoo’s walls relaxed around his hard cock. It took a while for Kris to coax his entire length into Kyungsoo, just by sliding inch by inch into the petite male, sometimes lifting Kyungsoo up again before pushing back in and working more inches. When he was buried up to the hilt, Kris hummed in appreciation, loving the way how his size fitted Kyungsoo perfectly.
And then, Kris moved -
"KRIS WU YI FAN!"
Kris blinked rapidly in front of his boyfriend who was clad in an apron and a spatula in his hand, looking every bit like a loving housewife. He put on his poker face. "Yes?"
"I was just asking if you'd like some orange juice?" Kyungsoo smiled innocently, his usual pretty blush across his cheeks which made Kris fall in love with him all over again.
"Yeah, I'd like that." A small smile curved up on Kris's lips. He raised his hand and wrapped it around Kyungsoo's petite waist, dragging him closer. "Hi baby." Kris chuckled and kiss those rosy full lips displayed for him.
"H-Hello." Kyungsoo pulled away, all shy.
Kris playfully suggested with a hint of mischievousness. "Can we start our honeymoon night early?"
YOU JUST GOT TROLLED. EHEHEHEE.
Well, actually there's a continuation for this.
The story is on my AFF though called Rope Burns. Just head back to my LJ and click on my AFF link ^^
Pairing: Kris/Kyungsoo
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,750
Summary: Kris's wildest fantasy of his innocent boyfriend: Kyungsoo handcuffed to a bedpost, spread wide open for him.
[Can we start our honeymoon night early?]
Kyungsoo has never felt this vulnerable and bare in front of anyone before. There was one thing Kyungsoo wished to do right now; to dig a hole under the ground and crawl to hide underneath it. He would definitely do so if the icy cold cuffs on his wrists weren’t digging into his flesh whenever he tugged at them.
Despite being called cute and ‘umma’ like, Kyungsoo refused to look submissive in front of his gorgeous and smirking eight feet boyfriend, Kris. The petite male snapped his legs shut, trying his best to cover his naked groin.
He just wished Kris hadn’t seen the signs of a blossoming blush rising up to his cheeks because it would just aid to stir his egoistic boyfriend. Kyungsoo swallowed and immediately wished he hadn’t done so. Kris’s smirk widened and he leaned over until his lips were next to Kyungsoo’s ear, blowing hot breath into it.
“Are you nervous?” Kris whispered huskily earning a small non-existent gasp of surprise from his innocent lover.
“Kris, please untie me.” Kyungsoo said, proud that he was able to form a sentence without stuttering and blushing profusely.
A finger trailed down the vocalist’s pale chest, purposely lingering on the cute pink nipples. Doe orbs widened a fraction and Kungsoo’s breath hitched when the fingernail scrapped his sensitive bud.
“No, I don’t think I will.” Kris quipped, enjoying the sight of a Kyungsoo’s deer-in-headlights expression. “I like the view from here. Do Kyungsoo, bound and naked on my bed.”
A red faced Kyungsoo was tugging furiously at the cuffs around his wrists, hearing the chains clinking above his head because he wanted so badly to cover himself up from Kris’s eager and hungry gaze upon him.
“Wu Fan, I don’t think this is a good idea-”
A choked moan escaped from his throat when the blonde latched his hot mouth onto his nipple, wet tongue twirling and sucking. Kyungsoo’s face heated up immensely and shuddered at the pleasurable sensation of Kris’s teeth scraping over the nub. More moans came from Kyungsoo after Kris’s hand found its way to his lover’s semi hard cock, stroking the twitching organ until it was tall and proud, precum gathering on its tip.
“Ah! Nng...stop!” Kyungsoo gasped out, legs closing together with Kris’s hand stuck in the middle. The embarrassment was overwhelming for the doe eyed male. How could he not feel shameful when his god-like boyfriend was jerking him off when he laid bound and naked across a bed?
Kris raised his head with a smouldering gaze at Kyungsoo, lips curving upwards in a predatory smirk. He wouldn’t be able to notice that his eyes did indeed turn a shade darker than its usual original brown.
“You like this.” Kris squeezed firmly. “And no, I’m not going to stop because I’ve been waiting too long for this.” He growled at the end, the sexy sound making Kyungsoo’s cock pulse with renewed excitement.
The kiss was brutal and harsh but there was an underlying of tenderness and affection, it made Kyungsoo breathless. It reminded him of Kris, cold and cool on the exterior but warm and gentle inside.
The blonde pulled away slowly, Kyungsoo realised that he was panting. His cheeks grew warm and he wondered if he was blushing again. Kris pointed it out for him.
“You look so pretty.” Kris praised, eyes sliding down Kyungsoo’s nude form in an appraising manner. “And you’re blushing so cutely.” Kyungsoo shook his head, flushing a shade darker and drawing a chuckle from his boyfriend.
Kyungsoo garbled in protest when Kris gripped the slender male’s thighs and spread them apart, pushing up until they were pressed against his chest. Kris remained silent, eyes completely glued on Kyungsoo’s exposed backside with his snowy pale globes parted wide, his pink puckered hole clenched into a tight rosebud, obviously a pure virgin. Kris licked his lips and ran a thumb over it, feeling it flex as Kyungsoo’s eyes widened in alarm.
“No..nngh.” Kyungsoo stifled a moan, telling himself not to panic. It felt so good yet so wrong at the same time. His hips jerked forward unconsciously, pushing the ring of muscles closer to the other’s thumb.
No more waiting, Kris didn’t know how much longer he could take, just staring at Kyungsoo who looked so deliciously fuckable right now, his thumb pressing onto the warmth that called for him to enter. Without wasting a second, Kris grabbed the lube from his table, quickly squirting a huge amount onto his hand.
As gentle as he could, Kris inserted a finger into the tight ring of muscle, groaning when he felt them clamping hard onto his finger. He couldn’t wait until he eased his cock into Kyungsoo’s warm and glorious passage, how fucking great it would feel. Two more fingers followed, wrenching a whimper from Kyungsoo. After several minutes, Kris was pulling his fingers out with Kyungsoo shivering at the loss.
“K-Kris, what do you think you’re doing?”
Kris paused after unzipping his fly, voice deep and seductive. “I’m bringing you a place called heaven.”
“H-Heaven?”
“Yes, heaven as in paradise.” Kris released the cuffs on Kyungsoo’s sore wrists, kissing the red marks as a sign of apology. “Now, get on top of me.” Kris said, face impassive once again.
Whimpering pathetically, Kyungsoo shyly crawled up onto his boyfriend’s lap to straddle him, yelping quietly when his stone hard erection accidentally brushed Kris’s jeans, the friction causing jolts of electricity to shoot up his spine. Shivering when large hands held his waist, Kyungsoo lifted his head and let Kris ravish his exposed pale neck with love bites and hickeys.
Kris pressed Kyungsoo’s tiny hand onto his clothed cock. “Use your hand.”
Kyungsoo lost his ability to speak, just nodding senselessly and following Kris’s orders like a good lover he was. With small shaky hands, Kyungsoo slid Kris’s cock out of his boxers, gasping at the sheer massiveness of it and held the throbbing organ delicately, afraid to do anything else that would hurt Kris. It was hot, heavy and hard lying on his palm, Kyungsoo thought as he closed his fingers around it squeezing deliberately.
“Fuck, yes.” Kris groaned, throwing his head back at the feel of Kyungsoo’s soft, tiny hands circling his huge shaft.
Kyungsoo squeaked and released Kris’ cock like it was hot iron in his hands. “S-Sorry!” Eyes wide and cheeks tinted pink; Kyungsoo kept apologizing repeatedly, thinking he had cause Kris pain.
“No. Don’t. Just continue what you’re doing.” Kris gritted out, eyes shut tightly. “On second thought, you’re going to ride me.” The grip of Kyungsoo’s waist tightened, earning a scared look from the doe eyed male. “Right now.”
Kyungsoo bit his lip and shook his head, once, twice.
Kris noticed his boyfriend’s hesitation and felt the guilt swelling up within him. His thumb rubbed circles on the side of Kyungsoo’s hips comfortingly, as he leaned down to steal a kiss from the younger male. Kris whispered soothingly, earning a nod from Kyungsoo. “I’ll guide you, baby. Don’t be afraid.”
He trusted Wu Fan, he always will. Kyungsoo was making tiny noises at the back of his throat, a cross between a moan and a whimper.
“Raise your hips and bend forward a little.”
Biting his lip hard, the younger silently raised his hips and bent his petite form forward, face burying itself into the crook of Kris’s neck and small trembling hands clenching onto Kris’s white shirt. He willed himself to calm down until he felt a bulbous tip brushing against his puckered entrance.
“Baby, relax.”
Kris was fixing their positions so that Kyungsoo would feel comfortable. The hands on Kyungsoo’s waist moved lower until they were holding Kyungsoo’s round bottom, kneading and spreading the cheeks open as Kris’s grasped his engorged flesh, stroking himself along with Kyungsoo’s melodious moans.
“W-Wu Fan…ahhh…please..”
If only Kyungsoo’s slutty moans weren’t such a turn on, Kris wouldn’t have a hard time trying to be gentle for Kyungsoo (because fuck, this is his first time) when all he wanted to do was throw his petite boyfriend all on fours and take him hard and fast (again and again) from behind until he shoots his warm seed deep inside of Kyungsoo’s tight passage.
“Fuck. Please don’t make this hard for me, Kyungsoo.”
Kris nudged the tip of his cock onto the puckered hole, failing to gain entrance to the tightly closed passage. With another string of curses, Kris grabbed the lube again and smeared it all over himself before guiding it back into a whining Kyungsoo. Kris rubbed his swollen head in circles around Kyungsoo’s pink hole and began to press into it, the muscles being forced open to accommodate the bulbous head.
“Relax, baby. Like I said, don’t tense up you’ll only make this hurt more.”
Kyungsoo was struggling not to scream or burst into tears of agony when the tip was nudged into his hole with a slick popping sound, along with the rest of Kris’s pulsating shaft, coaxing his walls to be unwillingly fucked open for Kris’s huge cock to glide in wetly. Kyungsoo was still very sensitive, his velvety walls convulsing rapidly around Kris, sucking him deeper and deeper.
“Fuck. Soo.. you’re sucking me in.” Kris voice turned raspy from the tightness around his cock. His urges were telling him to stop being so god damn nice and just thrust up into the virgin hole.
“Wu Fan, it hurts..ahh..K-Kris…” Kyungsoo cried into Kris’s neck, unconsciously squeezing himself around Kris’s shaft, causing Kris to growl.
“It will get better soon, I promise. For now, just relax a little.”
Kris managed to massage Kyungsoo’s bottom encouragingly, sighing in relief when Kyungsoo’s walls relaxed around his hard cock. It took a while for Kris to coax his entire length into Kyungsoo, just by sliding inch by inch into the petite male, sometimes lifting Kyungsoo up again before pushing back in and working more inches. When he was buried up to the hilt, Kris hummed in appreciation, loving the way how his size fitted Kyungsoo perfectly.
And then, Kris moved -
"KRIS WU YI FAN!"
Kris blinked rapidly in front of his boyfriend who was clad in an apron and a spatula in his hand, looking every bit like a loving housewife. He put on his poker face. "Yes?"
"I was just asking if you'd like some orange juice?" Kyungsoo smiled innocently, his usual pretty blush across his cheeks which made Kris fall in love with him all over again.
"Yeah, I'd like that." A small smile curved up on Kris's lips. He raised his hand and wrapped it around Kyungsoo's petite waist, dragging him closer. "Hi baby." Kris chuckled and kiss those rosy full lips displayed for him.
"H-Hello." Kyungsoo pulled away, all shy.
Kris playfully suggested with a hint of mischievousness. "Can we start our honeymoon night early?"
YOU JUST GOT TROLLED. EHEHEHEE.
Well, actually there's a continuation for this.
The story is on my AFF though called Rope Burns. Just head back to my LJ and click on my AFF link ^^