{oneshot } Make believe
Title: Make-believe.
Fandom: Big Bang/BEAST (B2ST)
Pairing: TOP/Yoseob, read it. :D
Genre: Smut, bb.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: TOP likes playing games.
Warnings: Language, sex, first person POV. You know how I roll.
A/N: Was written for kinkykpop . In ten minutes. Tell me if it sucks. I know, I know, I know. Could preceed Just Curiousity but doesn't really. Get the drift?
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I don't get why I enjoy playing these games with him.
It must be because he has this charm and so many ways to tell me to come to him. Maybe it's just me who is keen to go for this kind of people. It could be because of the way he chuckles when leads me in and closes the door behind us... or this way he looks up to me in such cute ways while he pulls my pants down even if I know that his thoughts are far from being remotely innocent.
It could be about those soft pink lips of his that look adorable no matter if they are smiling, eating, kissing me or sucking my cock until it feels good. It could be about the way he groans when I grab his pale blond hair a little too hard when he does things right and about how he just seems to love it.... It could be about the way he enjoys pleasuring me and keeps fucking giggling at the size of my dick and complain that it won't fit inside his tight hole but he still spreads his legs for it so willingly.
Maybe it's about the way he grabs so hard onto my arm as I ram him hard against a wall and have it however the fuck I want it with him. It must be about how he seems so fragile but enjoys this roughness and about how he is reduced to crying and needing and wanting more and crying even more. It's probably about how much I lose myself in the similarities, about how much I curse him and wish he was more than this... and about how he keeps crying my name out in pleasure as I take him to his peak.
"Seunghyun-hyung, it's so good! Harder! Pleeease!"
... and this is where the fantasy breaks. The outcome is the same but it doesn't sound the same, nor does it feel the same. It's almost as good, but it's not. Maybe it's a total waste, maybe I just enjoy watching the bothered expression that appears on your face and the uncomfortable-looking bump in your ridiculously tight jeans when I glance at the semi-opened door from where you've been wishing to be him all along.
Honestly, Jiyong. I don't give a fuck if he's not you. I can pretend.