tongue in cheeks
title tongue in cheeks
pairing Minseok/Chanyeol
rating NC-17
length 1,725
warnings PWP, Rimming
summary Chanyeol is a problem that only tongue can solve.
a/n 2am fill for this prompt. i am not coherent rn also sort of visual aid.
“Are you always going to be a cocky little shit?” Minseok says as he splays hands over Chanyeol’s expensive suit, fingers coming up to start unbuttoning the dress shirt that’s suffocating him.
They left the party not too long after the closing speeches, and it was clear that no one was actively looking for them as they ran off into the night together. High off of the atmosphere, and the comforting relief of shedding sophistication, they’d traded kisses and little promises.
Promises that Minseok intends to keep.
Chanyeol does a stupid little smirk with his lips, but it’s anything but attractive. “You weren’t complaining at the party.” A gasp escapes his throat when Minseok drags his fingernails over his chest, faint touches that Minseok knows will help unwind. It’s been too long since they’ve had a moment to themselves.
“I was being polite,” Minseok corrects. “A trait you seem to lack.”
The smirk develops into a smile. “Are you sure? I heard I’m quite the charmer.”
And maybe he is.
And maybe, Minseok fell for it, with the way Chanyeol could easily slip under his walls with decadent words and sweet invitations. Minseok allows it. Allows himself to be drawn to an attraction that bloomed the moment he laid eyes on the pretty anomaly known as Park Chanyeol.
“I heard you talk too much,” Minseok says as he leans in to plant butterfly kisses along Chanyeol’s chest, tasting sweet skin with each press of his lips.
Chanyeol’s body tenses with each kiss and Minseok has to adjust his thighs so they come up to frame his torso more comfortably. With the way he’s sitting, Minseok has Chanyeol’s much larger body laying beneath him, eyes glazed over with a sort of hunger. Minseok matches it with a hunger of his own, to devour every inch of him until there’s nothing left.
His travels take his lips over a pert nipple, pink bud hardening under the kittenish licks he delivers. It has a quiet moan rumbling deep in Chanyeol’s throat, and when Minseok feels satisfied with the first one, he moves onto the second, giving it a much harsher treatment. His teeth snag on the tip and Chanyeol’s back arches softly off of the bed, wanting more of that delicious pain.
“You’re so pretty like this,” Minseok whispers against Chanyeol’s chest.
With Chanyeol’s nipples well and red, Minseok kisses further down, scooting his body so he can trail along the soft valleys of his tummy. It tickles Chanyeol. Giggles erupt from Chanyeol’s mouth and Minseok decides to dip his tongue into his navel, earning a louder gasp than before.
“Are you going to tease me all night hyung?” Chanyeol asks, and Minseok remembers why he sort of hated their private times together.
Instead of dignifying his questions with a response, Minseok brings his hands up to quickly unbuckle the gaudy belt on Chanyeol’s dress pants, throwing it aside before dragging the pants down as well. Chanyeol looks completely surprised at the sudden change of pace, but it’s a happy one.
He lifts his legs to help Minseok shed the rest of his clothes, and as starts Minseok starts to undress, he takes one final look up at him. “I like this side of you.” His eyes darken. “Are you sure about this?”
“Of course,” Minseok says as he finally removes his own pants, until the both of them are left in only their boxers.
Chanyeol takes a moment to appreciate his lover’s body. It’s no secret that Minseok had an attractive body-the man was perfection carved by the finest sculptor one could dream of-but seeing it in person, tracing every curve of muscle and every line of definition… It makes him happy. Happy that Minseok is all his, and that they can share moments like this. With just the two of them.
Pulling Minseok back down, Chanyeol brings his hands up to cup his cheeks, trying to get as much as he can out of his kiss. Minseok drags his tongue along his bottom lip, and Chanyeol opens up to allow him to explore, to taste each other.
Shudders of excitement ring through his body, and Minseok decides to at more recklessly. His hands come up to slide up and Chanyeol’s torso, along Chanyeol’s arms, before they plant down on the mattress beneath them. His hips do a small, hesitant roll, sliding his crotch against Chanyeol’s growing bulge and it draws a moan out of him.
Out of them both, Minseok realizes.
The feeling is something he wants once more, so his hips repeat the same action, earning a similar moan from Chanyeol. It starts out as small little rolls, but Minseok wants more. His hips ruts faster, grinding hard against Chanyeol and sliding their crotches for that delicious friction. Chanyeol’s panting harder now as he meets each thrust with one of his own, a beautiful staccato of ah, ah, ah filling the room.
“Hyung,” Chanyeol breathes out, his eyes already closed shut from pleasure. Minseok takes the cue.
Chanyeol swallows thickly as Minseok shimmies down his body, dragging along his boxers with him before pulling them off of his legs all together. Chanyeol’s cock juts out shamelessly, twitching at the lack of sensation, for any type of stimulation. Minseok’s only too happy to oblige. His hands come up to part Chanyeol’s thighs slowly, massaging the sensitive flesh before his mouth descends on the shaft.
There’s nothing but warm, wet heat as Minseok swallows around the girth-even now, Minseok has to widen his mouth a bit more from how big Chanyeol’s dick is. Saliva coats the skin with a messy slick that Minseok uses to help glide his fist around it, pumping the rest of the dick that doesn’t go into his mouth. The length stiffens quickly under his touch, and soon Minseok starts his rhythmic bobbing, dragging his lips as far down as he can handle.
“I always knew you were good at this,” Chanyeol manages, before yelping when Minseok drags his teeth on his way up.
He gives it a long suck at the head as an apology, lapping away at the precum that starts to form. Pushing Chanyeol’s thighs further up until he’s bending in half, Minseok’s face lowers further down until only his eyes are what Chanyeol can see. They share a certain twinkle in them, and it has Chanyeol lowering his guard, until he realizes just what Minseok is doing.
“What-fuck!” Chanyeol’s breath catches in his throat when Minseok gives his hole a deep, slow lick with his tongue. It’s a sensation like no other, and Chanyeol wiggles his hips to get Minseok to do it again.
Minseok chuckles at that.
He enjoy seeing Chanyeol like this. Completely responsive to him and only him. It dives him to practically bury his face back in Chanyeol’s ass, hands coming up to spread his thighs further so he can get in deeper. Chanyeol does a full body shudder at the foreign sensation, but he’s enjoying every second of Minseok wrecking his body.
Minseok’s tongue wriggles inside Chanyeol’s hole and it’s licking at the walls, tasting every inch of skin it can reach. His lips are sucking obscenely around the rim and Chanyeol’s canting his hips for more.
Chanyeol’s slowly grinding his ass over Minseok’s face-or about as well as he can lying down-just to get his tongue deeper inside of him. His hands come up to hold on the inside of his knee, before reaching down to start pumping his length.
With this, Minseok can focus well on Chanyeol’s ass and he’s dragging his hands around Chanyeol’s legs to pull his body closer, to give himself easier access to Chanyeol’s hole. He thrusts his tongue in shallowly, fucking Chanyeol and enjoying the unrestrained moans that echo off of their walls. Licking the rim slowly as he pulls away, Minseok can feel Chanyeol losing the small bit of control he had.
“I wish you could see yourself right now,” Minseok says, licking his swollen lips as he watches Chanyeol’s hole spasm because of his efforts. He doesn’t let Chanyeol catch a breath as he dives back in for more.
Chanyeol’s head falls back as he loses himself to the pleasure. In between Minseok fucking him open with his tongue, and his own pumping, he doesn’t know how much longer he can last. “F-fuck Minseok.”
Minseok changes tactics after a bit of tongue thrusting, moving onto to wide, wet licks across Chanyeol’s crack. Feeling braver, he drags a long stripe from Chanyeol’s crack, up his balls, and straight under his cock in one long, agonizing movement. A strangled cry breaks out and Chanyeol back arches prettily off of the bed.
When he closes his lips back around Chanyeol’s dick after that, and gives it one final rough suck, Chanyeol let’s go of his release with a stifled, hyung!
He spills in wild thrusts, some of the cum coating the inside of Minseok’s mouth, before he pops off of Chanyeol’s dick, letting the trails spurt along Minseok’s chest before his dick twitches back to land on his own body. His hips are frantic and trails of white is all he sees before they start to die down, until there’s nothing but a sticky mess left.
A bit of cum drips off of the corner of Minseok’s lips, but he looks amused at his rough state, bringing a hand up to rough up the locks that were held prisoner at the party. Wiping away the trail from his lips, Minseok leans forward against Chanyeol’s body and pulls him in for a desperate kiss, taking his sweet time savoring every little gasp he can swallow out of him.
When he parts, he finally takes in the way Chanyeol watches him through half-lidded eyes, a lazy smile working its way onto his face. Chanyeol is beautiful.
“Hyung, I like you, but I feel really dirty right now,” Chanyeol says, as he ruins the entire moment.
Minseok taps the side of his head playfully as he pulls off of Chanyeol’s body, not caring about how much Chanyeol whines at how sticky his body is now from all of the cum. “See if I let you fuck me next time.”
“That’s because you’re going to fuck me,” Chanyeol promises.
And maybe, Minseok falls for him once more.
♔
pairing Minseok/Chanyeol
rating NC-17
length 1,725
warnings PWP, Rimming
summary Chanyeol is a problem that only tongue can solve.
a/n 2am fill for this prompt. i am not coherent rn also sort of visual aid.
“Are you always going to be a cocky little shit?” Minseok says as he splays hands over Chanyeol’s expensive suit, fingers coming up to start unbuttoning the dress shirt that’s suffocating him.
They left the party not too long after the closing speeches, and it was clear that no one was actively looking for them as they ran off into the night together. High off of the atmosphere, and the comforting relief of shedding sophistication, they’d traded kisses and little promises.
Promises that Minseok intends to keep.
Chanyeol does a stupid little smirk with his lips, but it’s anything but attractive. “You weren’t complaining at the party.” A gasp escapes his throat when Minseok drags his fingernails over his chest, faint touches that Minseok knows will help unwind. It’s been too long since they’ve had a moment to themselves.
“I was being polite,” Minseok corrects. “A trait you seem to lack.”
The smirk develops into a smile. “Are you sure? I heard I’m quite the charmer.”
And maybe he is.
And maybe, Minseok fell for it, with the way Chanyeol could easily slip under his walls with decadent words and sweet invitations. Minseok allows it. Allows himself to be drawn to an attraction that bloomed the moment he laid eyes on the pretty anomaly known as Park Chanyeol.
“I heard you talk too much,” Minseok says as he leans in to plant butterfly kisses along Chanyeol’s chest, tasting sweet skin with each press of his lips.
Chanyeol’s body tenses with each kiss and Minseok has to adjust his thighs so they come up to frame his torso more comfortably. With the way he’s sitting, Minseok has Chanyeol’s much larger body laying beneath him, eyes glazed over with a sort of hunger. Minseok matches it with a hunger of his own, to devour every inch of him until there’s nothing left.
His travels take his lips over a pert nipple, pink bud hardening under the kittenish licks he delivers. It has a quiet moan rumbling deep in Chanyeol’s throat, and when Minseok feels satisfied with the first one, he moves onto the second, giving it a much harsher treatment. His teeth snag on the tip and Chanyeol’s back arches softly off of the bed, wanting more of that delicious pain.
“You’re so pretty like this,” Minseok whispers against Chanyeol’s chest.
With Chanyeol’s nipples well and red, Minseok kisses further down, scooting his body so he can trail along the soft valleys of his tummy. It tickles Chanyeol. Giggles erupt from Chanyeol’s mouth and Minseok decides to dip his tongue into his navel, earning a louder gasp than before.
“Are you going to tease me all night hyung?” Chanyeol asks, and Minseok remembers why he sort of hated their private times together.
Instead of dignifying his questions with a response, Minseok brings his hands up to quickly unbuckle the gaudy belt on Chanyeol’s dress pants, throwing it aside before dragging the pants down as well. Chanyeol looks completely surprised at the sudden change of pace, but it’s a happy one.
He lifts his legs to help Minseok shed the rest of his clothes, and as starts Minseok starts to undress, he takes one final look up at him. “I like this side of you.” His eyes darken. “Are you sure about this?”
“Of course,” Minseok says as he finally removes his own pants, until the both of them are left in only their boxers.
Chanyeol takes a moment to appreciate his lover’s body. It’s no secret that Minseok had an attractive body-the man was perfection carved by the finest sculptor one could dream of-but seeing it in person, tracing every curve of muscle and every line of definition… It makes him happy. Happy that Minseok is all his, and that they can share moments like this. With just the two of them.
Pulling Minseok back down, Chanyeol brings his hands up to cup his cheeks, trying to get as much as he can out of his kiss. Minseok drags his tongue along his bottom lip, and Chanyeol opens up to allow him to explore, to taste each other.
Shudders of excitement ring through his body, and Minseok decides to at more recklessly. His hands come up to slide up and Chanyeol’s torso, along Chanyeol’s arms, before they plant down on the mattress beneath them. His hips do a small, hesitant roll, sliding his crotch against Chanyeol’s growing bulge and it draws a moan out of him.
Out of them both, Minseok realizes.
The feeling is something he wants once more, so his hips repeat the same action, earning a similar moan from Chanyeol. It starts out as small little rolls, but Minseok wants more. His hips ruts faster, grinding hard against Chanyeol and sliding their crotches for that delicious friction. Chanyeol’s panting harder now as he meets each thrust with one of his own, a beautiful staccato of ah, ah, ah filling the room.
“Hyung,” Chanyeol breathes out, his eyes already closed shut from pleasure. Minseok takes the cue.
Chanyeol swallows thickly as Minseok shimmies down his body, dragging along his boxers with him before pulling them off of his legs all together. Chanyeol’s cock juts out shamelessly, twitching at the lack of sensation, for any type of stimulation. Minseok’s only too happy to oblige. His hands come up to part Chanyeol’s thighs slowly, massaging the sensitive flesh before his mouth descends on the shaft.
There’s nothing but warm, wet heat as Minseok swallows around the girth-even now, Minseok has to widen his mouth a bit more from how big Chanyeol’s dick is. Saliva coats the skin with a messy slick that Minseok uses to help glide his fist around it, pumping the rest of the dick that doesn’t go into his mouth. The length stiffens quickly under his touch, and soon Minseok starts his rhythmic bobbing, dragging his lips as far down as he can handle.
“I always knew you were good at this,” Chanyeol manages, before yelping when Minseok drags his teeth on his way up.
He gives it a long suck at the head as an apology, lapping away at the precum that starts to form. Pushing Chanyeol’s thighs further up until he’s bending in half, Minseok’s face lowers further down until only his eyes are what Chanyeol can see. They share a certain twinkle in them, and it has Chanyeol lowering his guard, until he realizes just what Minseok is doing.
“What-fuck!” Chanyeol’s breath catches in his throat when Minseok gives his hole a deep, slow lick with his tongue. It’s a sensation like no other, and Chanyeol wiggles his hips to get Minseok to do it again.
Minseok chuckles at that.
He enjoy seeing Chanyeol like this. Completely responsive to him and only him. It dives him to practically bury his face back in Chanyeol’s ass, hands coming up to spread his thighs further so he can get in deeper. Chanyeol does a full body shudder at the foreign sensation, but he’s enjoying every second of Minseok wrecking his body.
Minseok’s tongue wriggles inside Chanyeol’s hole and it’s licking at the walls, tasting every inch of skin it can reach. His lips are sucking obscenely around the rim and Chanyeol’s canting his hips for more.
Chanyeol’s slowly grinding his ass over Minseok’s face-or about as well as he can lying down-just to get his tongue deeper inside of him. His hands come up to hold on the inside of his knee, before reaching down to start pumping his length.
With this, Minseok can focus well on Chanyeol’s ass and he’s dragging his hands around Chanyeol’s legs to pull his body closer, to give himself easier access to Chanyeol’s hole. He thrusts his tongue in shallowly, fucking Chanyeol and enjoying the unrestrained moans that echo off of their walls. Licking the rim slowly as he pulls away, Minseok can feel Chanyeol losing the small bit of control he had.
“I wish you could see yourself right now,” Minseok says, licking his swollen lips as he watches Chanyeol’s hole spasm because of his efforts. He doesn’t let Chanyeol catch a breath as he dives back in for more.
Chanyeol’s head falls back as he loses himself to the pleasure. In between Minseok fucking him open with his tongue, and his own pumping, he doesn’t know how much longer he can last. “F-fuck Minseok.”
Minseok changes tactics after a bit of tongue thrusting, moving onto to wide, wet licks across Chanyeol’s crack. Feeling braver, he drags a long stripe from Chanyeol’s crack, up his balls, and straight under his cock in one long, agonizing movement. A strangled cry breaks out and Chanyeol back arches prettily off of the bed.
When he closes his lips back around Chanyeol’s dick after that, and gives it one final rough suck, Chanyeol let’s go of his release with a stifled, hyung!
He spills in wild thrusts, some of the cum coating the inside of Minseok’s mouth, before he pops off of Chanyeol’s dick, letting the trails spurt along Minseok’s chest before his dick twitches back to land on his own body. His hips are frantic and trails of white is all he sees before they start to die down, until there’s nothing but a sticky mess left.
A bit of cum drips off of the corner of Minseok’s lips, but he looks amused at his rough state, bringing a hand up to rough up the locks that were held prisoner at the party. Wiping away the trail from his lips, Minseok leans forward against Chanyeol’s body and pulls him in for a desperate kiss, taking his sweet time savoring every little gasp he can swallow out of him.
When he parts, he finally takes in the way Chanyeol watches him through half-lidded eyes, a lazy smile working its way onto his face. Chanyeol is beautiful.
“Hyung, I like you, but I feel really dirty right now,” Chanyeol says, as he ruins the entire moment.
Minseok taps the side of his head playfully as he pulls off of Chanyeol’s body, not caring about how much Chanyeol whines at how sticky his body is now from all of the cum. “See if I let you fuck me next time.”
“That’s because you’re going to fuck me,” Chanyeol promises.
And maybe, Minseok falls for him once more.
♔