#77 Concaves
Title: Concaves
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 710
Summary: Luhan has very vivid imagination about what to do to a certain myopic man.
Warning/s: n/a
It will be so much fun for Luhan to curl his legs around Jongin’s sturdy thighs, kiss his pretty lips until he pants, or shove his tongue down Jongin’s throat, before pulling Jongin’s gelled-up locks until the other whines weakly in enjoyment. Jongin will have just gotten back from work, necktie pulled loose and thick rimmed glasses sitting at the edge of his short nose, breath heavy with desire. It gets really, really hard for Luhan not to smudge Jongin’s glasses each time he tries for a kiss, but after every tug of hair, every pull of the tie, Luhan will whisper, “Do you like that?”, and Jongin will give a breathless nod, a helpless, “Yes.” A feeble smile.
It will be so much fun for Luhan to take off Jongin’s glasses, clean it with the hem of Jongin’s dress shirt, before putting it back on and squeezing Jongin’s hard dick, and Jongin will hiss, trying so hard to get Luhan in his grasp. “You look so hot,” Luhan will whisper, and Jongin will groan a frustrated, “come here you,” before toppling him down.
Amidst being conquered by a man with more mass and inches on him, Luhan will still have the time to put Jongin’s glasses back on before letting Jongin kiss him into oblivion. Luhan will love to bite Jongin’s bottom lip, only softly, and let his eyes flutter open between inhales to watch Jongin kiss passionately, with eyelashes dirtying cheek-smudged lenses, frames cradling the lovely brain filled with knowledge and love and eloquent words and scores of forgotten French lingo and-
“Please fuck me,” Luhan will plead, and Jongin will push him to the headrest, let Luhan take off his pants while Jongin take off his. Luhan will all be left naked and eager, while Jongin will stand on his knees in his white dress shirt, silken red tie lost on the floor-spectacles kept on for him to see and Luhan to marvel. Luhan will watch with breathing hitched, clueless of what to expect. It’s such a shame that Jongin is always silent when they have sex, but his panting in Luhan’s ear is often more than enough.
Jongin will lower himself, so, so close, and they will gasp when their leaking cocks touch. Luhan watches as Jongin smiles embarrassedly in those smart-looking frames, then smiles at Luhan, all panting, before he gains composure and lowers himself further, but he kisses Luhan on the ear, then on the neck, then on the chest, proving that he has more self-control and plans in store than Luhan would have thought a minute earlier.
Jongin will stop with his plump lips right on top of Luhan’s cock, looking at Luhan for approval. Jongin will dip in, and Luhan would shut his eyes and throw his head back in pleasure, if not for the better view of Jongin sucking him in his work shirt and thick black-rimmed glasses. Jongin perfectly knows when to lick the underside, or suck at the head to no end. Jongin loves watching Luhan watching him when he sucks Luhan’s dick, watching Luhan moan aloud and try his best not to close his eyes.
This isn’t porn. They don’t come in four minutes for the sake of brevity. They fuck for god knows how many hours for the sake of fucking.
Luhan will eventually get tired of having these spectacles get in his way, so he takes Jongin’s glasses off, and Jongin would say, “I can’t see,” but he doesn’t, because he doesn’t need to see to feel the amazing tightness when Luhan lowers himself on his dick and just starts bouncing immediately. They moan.
Jongin flips Luhan over and pushes himself back in at some point in time, rushing in his thrusts, only knowing to feel good and to make Luhan feel good.
Jongin, with sweaty hair and clothes sticking to his skin, knows to give only half of what Luhan wants-either fucking him orkissing him, either kissing him orjerking him off, but Jongin likes having a lot of things to do at the same time, so he sucks on Luhan’s throat and enjoys the clench around his dick as Luhan moans for more. He can care about the hickeys later.
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 710
Summary: Luhan has very vivid imagination about what to do to a certain myopic man.
Warning/s: n/a
It will be so much fun for Luhan to curl his legs around Jongin’s sturdy thighs, kiss his pretty lips until he pants, or shove his tongue down Jongin’s throat, before pulling Jongin’s gelled-up locks until the other whines weakly in enjoyment. Jongin will have just gotten back from work, necktie pulled loose and thick rimmed glasses sitting at the edge of his short nose, breath heavy with desire. It gets really, really hard for Luhan not to smudge Jongin’s glasses each time he tries for a kiss, but after every tug of hair, every pull of the tie, Luhan will whisper, “Do you like that?”, and Jongin will give a breathless nod, a helpless, “Yes.” A feeble smile.
It will be so much fun for Luhan to take off Jongin’s glasses, clean it with the hem of Jongin’s dress shirt, before putting it back on and squeezing Jongin’s hard dick, and Jongin will hiss, trying so hard to get Luhan in his grasp. “You look so hot,” Luhan will whisper, and Jongin will groan a frustrated, “come here you,” before toppling him down.
Amidst being conquered by a man with more mass and inches on him, Luhan will still have the time to put Jongin’s glasses back on before letting Jongin kiss him into oblivion. Luhan will love to bite Jongin’s bottom lip, only softly, and let his eyes flutter open between inhales to watch Jongin kiss passionately, with eyelashes dirtying cheek-smudged lenses, frames cradling the lovely brain filled with knowledge and love and eloquent words and scores of forgotten French lingo and-
“Please fuck me,” Luhan will plead, and Jongin will push him to the headrest, let Luhan take off his pants while Jongin take off his. Luhan will all be left naked and eager, while Jongin will stand on his knees in his white dress shirt, silken red tie lost on the floor-spectacles kept on for him to see and Luhan to marvel. Luhan will watch with breathing hitched, clueless of what to expect. It’s such a shame that Jongin is always silent when they have sex, but his panting in Luhan’s ear is often more than enough.
Jongin will lower himself, so, so close, and they will gasp when their leaking cocks touch. Luhan watches as Jongin smiles embarrassedly in those smart-looking frames, then smiles at Luhan, all panting, before he gains composure and lowers himself further, but he kisses Luhan on the ear, then on the neck, then on the chest, proving that he has more self-control and plans in store than Luhan would have thought a minute earlier.
Jongin will stop with his plump lips right on top of Luhan’s cock, looking at Luhan for approval. Jongin will dip in, and Luhan would shut his eyes and throw his head back in pleasure, if not for the better view of Jongin sucking him in his work shirt and thick black-rimmed glasses. Jongin perfectly knows when to lick the underside, or suck at the head to no end. Jongin loves watching Luhan watching him when he sucks Luhan’s dick, watching Luhan moan aloud and try his best not to close his eyes.
This isn’t porn. They don’t come in four minutes for the sake of brevity. They fuck for god knows how many hours for the sake of fucking.
Luhan will eventually get tired of having these spectacles get in his way, so he takes Jongin’s glasses off, and Jongin would say, “I can’t see,” but he doesn’t, because he doesn’t need to see to feel the amazing tightness when Luhan lowers himself on his dick and just starts bouncing immediately. They moan.
Jongin flips Luhan over and pushes himself back in at some point in time, rushing in his thrusts, only knowing to feel good and to make Luhan feel good.
Jongin, with sweaty hair and clothes sticking to his skin, knows to give only half of what Luhan wants-either fucking him orkissing him, either kissing him orjerking him off, but Jongin likes having a lot of things to do at the same time, so he sucks on Luhan’s throat and enjoys the clench around his dick as Luhan moans for more. He can care about the hickeys later.