#81 Ice Cream Mess
Title: Ice Cream Mess
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 980
Summary: Ice cream is good for hot weather…
Warning/s: rushed blowjob, voyeur cats
In the middle of the summer heat, it had seemed a good idea to invite Jongin out for ice cream before dinner. Sure, their appetite would get ruined, but if two scoops of delicious mint chocolate and strawberry cheesecake would lower their body temperatures at least one degree, Luhan would be happy.
But Luhan was not happy.
The ice cream shop is nice and chilly, the strawberry cheesecake cone is extra cold and delicious, yet Luhan is overheating in his seat. And it’s all Jongin’s fault.
His boyfriend sits there with his eyes closed, licking, and sucking at the scoop of mint chocolate on top of his cone. Tiny sighs and little moans come out in between each tongue action.
Luhan had stopped eating his own ice cream some minutes ago, and now just sits there mesmerized and more than a little turned on by the sight. It’s a good thing they are the only two people in the shop at the time, otherwise he’d be shooting glares at whoever dared to stare at Jongin.
Instead, he is the one doing the staring while his own cone melts in his hand.
Jongin is dealing with his own mess, with ice cream dripping between his fingers and him trying to lick it all clean. He takes his fingers into his mouth and makes a content sound at the back of his throat as he sucks them clean. It’s fucking obscene.
Luhan’s chair screeches when he stands abruptly. “That’s it!”
Jongin has his fingers still shoved into his mouth, so his words come out muffled. “H~~ng?”
Luhan grabs Jongin’s other hand and pulls him away, even as more of his blood rushes south to his already hardening cock. “I swear to god, Jongin.” He throws their melted ice creams away in the nearest trash bin before exiting. “You’re going to kill me one day.”
The apartment is just a few blocks away-thank god. A walk that would normally take them ten to fifteen minutes, Luhan takes it down to six and a half. Once inside the apartment, Luhan presses Jongin against the wall and kisses him with an urgency that makes them both moan. He pulls back only when it’s absolutely necessary to breathe.
Jongin is disheveled and a little bit flushed, looking completely fuckable. “I don’t understand,” he says, a taunting smirk on his lips. “What did I do now?”
“Allow me to show you.” Luhan takes Jongin’s ice cream covered hand, opens his mouth, and starts to lick the fingers clean of the sugary stickiness, shoving some into his mouth to suck at them. When the hand is clean, he disengages with a pop.
Jongin’s eyes have darkened, pupils blown wide. “Fuck.”
“Exactly.” Luhan’s mouth is on Jongin’s a second after the curse word drops.
Jongin’s hands work at Luhan’s belt, and when it’s undone, he goes down on his knees pulling the jeans and underwear along until they pool at Luhan’s feet. He whimpers as he takes a moment to stare at Luhan’s cock-flushed and heavy-and then he welcomes it in his mouth.
“Oh fuck!” Luhan’s knees buckle and he has to hold on to Jongin’s shoulders. His boyfriend is way too good at this.
Jongin takes him in deep from the start, working Luhan’s cock with his throat, before pulling back and jerking him hard and fast with his hand. The grip is strong, edging on a bit of pain, and it’s exactly how Luhan likes it. He’s not going to last.
Luhan leans back against the wall again and keeps watching Jongin. His boyfriend looks up at him with his dark, sensual eyes. Jongin’s lips are stretched around Luhan’s cock, sucking hard at the tip, while his hand brings Luhan closer and closer to the edge.
“Jongin…please,” Luhan says, voice all wrecked.
Jongin takes him deep again and it only takes a few swallows for Luhan to come hot and fast down his boyfriend’s throat.
It takes him a minute to breathe right again, but then Luhan pulls Jongin up. In an impressively fast maneuver, he has Jongin’s jeans open and his flushed cock out and begging for attention. Luhan gives it gladly, working the shaft with his hand while Jongin pants and whines into his mouth in between messy kisses.
Jongin comes soon after with a drawn out, deep moan that shivers along Luhan’s spine and down to his groin where his cock is getting ready for a second round in a minute or two.
The only sounds in the empty apartment are their labored breaths as they cling to each other while leaning against the wall.
Jongin chuckles and kisses Luhan’s neck. “Hyung, you’re so mean. You didn’t let me finish my ice cream.”
“I gave you something better,” Luhan says, and brushes Jongin’s hair away from his sweaty forehead. He lets his hand caress along Jongin’s cheek, and he smiles when Jongin nuzzles against it. “Love you.”
Jongin kisses him again, long and sweet. “Love you, t-”
“Meow.”
They both jump, startled by Bubbles’ sudden call. Luhan’s grey cat sits a couple of feet away staring at them, his tail swishing.
“How long has he been sitting there?” Jongin asks, blushing and trying to cover himself up.
Luhan glares at his cat. “Pervert.”
Jongin fixes his pants. “Hyung, what if he saw?”
“So? It’s not like he understands,” Luhan says, pulling up his pants. “Your pups have seen us before, too.”
“WHAT?” Jongin screeches.
Luhan ends up having to go back to the ice cream shop and buying a tub of mint chocolate as an apology to Jongin for corrupting his pups. But the weather is still too hot and the ice cream still easily melts, so they end up locking up the pets in Jongin’s apartment while they continue enjoying their messy ice cream date.
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 980
Summary: Ice cream is good for hot weather…
Warning/s: rushed blowjob, voyeur cats
In the middle of the summer heat, it had seemed a good idea to invite Jongin out for ice cream before dinner. Sure, their appetite would get ruined, but if two scoops of delicious mint chocolate and strawberry cheesecake would lower their body temperatures at least one degree, Luhan would be happy.
But Luhan was not happy.
The ice cream shop is nice and chilly, the strawberry cheesecake cone is extra cold and delicious, yet Luhan is overheating in his seat. And it’s all Jongin’s fault.
His boyfriend sits there with his eyes closed, licking, and sucking at the scoop of mint chocolate on top of his cone. Tiny sighs and little moans come out in between each tongue action.
Luhan had stopped eating his own ice cream some minutes ago, and now just sits there mesmerized and more than a little turned on by the sight. It’s a good thing they are the only two people in the shop at the time, otherwise he’d be shooting glares at whoever dared to stare at Jongin.
Instead, he is the one doing the staring while his own cone melts in his hand.
Jongin is dealing with his own mess, with ice cream dripping between his fingers and him trying to lick it all clean. He takes his fingers into his mouth and makes a content sound at the back of his throat as he sucks them clean. It’s fucking obscene.
Luhan’s chair screeches when he stands abruptly. “That’s it!”
Jongin has his fingers still shoved into his mouth, so his words come out muffled. “H~~ng?”
Luhan grabs Jongin’s other hand and pulls him away, even as more of his blood rushes south to his already hardening cock. “I swear to god, Jongin.” He throws their melted ice creams away in the nearest trash bin before exiting. “You’re going to kill me one day.”
The apartment is just a few blocks away-thank god. A walk that would normally take them ten to fifteen minutes, Luhan takes it down to six and a half. Once inside the apartment, Luhan presses Jongin against the wall and kisses him with an urgency that makes them both moan. He pulls back only when it’s absolutely necessary to breathe.
Jongin is disheveled and a little bit flushed, looking completely fuckable. “I don’t understand,” he says, a taunting smirk on his lips. “What did I do now?”
“Allow me to show you.” Luhan takes Jongin’s ice cream covered hand, opens his mouth, and starts to lick the fingers clean of the sugary stickiness, shoving some into his mouth to suck at them. When the hand is clean, he disengages with a pop.
Jongin’s eyes have darkened, pupils blown wide. “Fuck.”
“Exactly.” Luhan’s mouth is on Jongin’s a second after the curse word drops.
Jongin’s hands work at Luhan’s belt, and when it’s undone, he goes down on his knees pulling the jeans and underwear along until they pool at Luhan’s feet. He whimpers as he takes a moment to stare at Luhan’s cock-flushed and heavy-and then he welcomes it in his mouth.
“Oh fuck!” Luhan’s knees buckle and he has to hold on to Jongin’s shoulders. His boyfriend is way too good at this.
Jongin takes him in deep from the start, working Luhan’s cock with his throat, before pulling back and jerking him hard and fast with his hand. The grip is strong, edging on a bit of pain, and it’s exactly how Luhan likes it. He’s not going to last.
Luhan leans back against the wall again and keeps watching Jongin. His boyfriend looks up at him with his dark, sensual eyes. Jongin’s lips are stretched around Luhan’s cock, sucking hard at the tip, while his hand brings Luhan closer and closer to the edge.
“Jongin…please,” Luhan says, voice all wrecked.
Jongin takes him deep again and it only takes a few swallows for Luhan to come hot and fast down his boyfriend’s throat.
It takes him a minute to breathe right again, but then Luhan pulls Jongin up. In an impressively fast maneuver, he has Jongin’s jeans open and his flushed cock out and begging for attention. Luhan gives it gladly, working the shaft with his hand while Jongin pants and whines into his mouth in between messy kisses.
Jongin comes soon after with a drawn out, deep moan that shivers along Luhan’s spine and down to his groin where his cock is getting ready for a second round in a minute or two.
The only sounds in the empty apartment are their labored breaths as they cling to each other while leaning against the wall.
Jongin chuckles and kisses Luhan’s neck. “Hyung, you’re so mean. You didn’t let me finish my ice cream.”
“I gave you something better,” Luhan says, and brushes Jongin’s hair away from his sweaty forehead. He lets his hand caress along Jongin’s cheek, and he smiles when Jongin nuzzles against it. “Love you.”
Jongin kisses him again, long and sweet. “Love you, t-”
“Meow.”
They both jump, startled by Bubbles’ sudden call. Luhan’s grey cat sits a couple of feet away staring at them, his tail swishing.
“How long has he been sitting there?” Jongin asks, blushing and trying to cover himself up.
Luhan glares at his cat. “Pervert.”
Jongin fixes his pants. “Hyung, what if he saw?”
“So? It’s not like he understands,” Luhan says, pulling up his pants. “Your pups have seen us before, too.”
“WHAT?” Jongin screeches.
Luhan ends up having to go back to the ice cream shop and buying a tub of mint chocolate as an apology to Jongin for corrupting his pups. But the weather is still too hot and the ice cream still easily melts, so they end up locking up the pets in Jongin’s apartment while they continue enjoying their messy ice cream date.