Audio Books
Title: Audio Books
Pairing: Kaisoo
Raiting: R
Genre: Smut, College!au, Romance
Length: 4854 words
Summary: Jongin gets off to the sexy voice of his audio book.
"Okay class, since the term's about to end you know what that means right?" The old man flashes a knowing smile and his students could only whine.
"Oh come on! You know it's fun right?" The professor produces a battered copy of a novel. "It's book report time! Now I want you all to read this explicit copy of Blowing Against The Wind." He waggles his eyebrows at the word 'explicit' and his students roll their eyes. As if reading erotic novels could make this situation easier.
"Man am I psyched for this project!" Sehun jumps in his seat.
Jongin glares at him. "Easy for you to say. Literature's your major man, I'm only forced to attend this class."
Sehun playfully punches Jongin. "Come on man, Blowing Against The Wind is a pure classic! It gives you a good visualization on what sex is."
"I'd rather feel the real thing than 'visualize'." Jongin says putting air quotes on the word visualize.
The professor catches their attention. "Now, now class don't be too excited. I'm giving you guys three weeks to make this so you should all have enough time to make a masterpiece right?"
Sehun raises his hand. "Mr. Lim, will our report get published if it's good?"
Mr. Lim snaps his fingers and nods in agreement. "Of course! It'll be in the school paper plus it'll be in the 'Literature hall of fame'."
Sehun smiles. "I'm so getting an A at this."
Jongin could only roll his eyes.
Kim Jongin is actually a business major, numbers and money run around his mind the whole day and Literature's just a big no for him. He doesn't even remember how he chose this subject as an elective. His best friend Sehun on the other hand adored reading and he hated to admit it but the boy could write really good poems. He just plugs in his ear pods as the other drones about Haruki Murakami's new novel.
The day passes by in a blur and the final bell finally rings. Jongin playfully thumps Sehun's head as he falls asleep in their shared Philosophy class. Sehun jumps a little, glaring at Jongin before he starts fixing his things.
"Wanna grab some ice cream on our way home?" Jongin asks as he and Sehun walk in the hallway.
"Can't, sorry." Sehun says.
"But you never skip ice cream Wednesdays." Jongin pouts.
Sehun shrugs. "Sorry man, I need a jump start on my book report."
"Oh what? You're ditching me for that!?" He asks exasperated.
"I'll see you tomorrow."
Jongin walks begrudgingly home. He's never been home this early on a Wednesday because they never skip ice cream Wednesdays, not even when Sehun broke his arm or when Jongin's poodle died. Since Sehun didn't wanna eat ice cream with him and Baekhyun's busy eating Chanyeol's face out he might as well start his book report. The door to his dorm room creaks open and he's welcomed by a strange smell of stale air mixed with rotting pizza. He groans before he opens the door and throw out the box of pizza Chanyeol left the other night. He looks out the window after he's thrown the moldy pizza, it was such a bright and sunny Wednesday and he's stuck inside his crappy dorm room with a crappy book report on ice cream Wednesdays because he had no crappy friends to hang out with. How can his life be anymore pathetic?
He checks Sparknotes for the summary of Blowing Against The Wind but ends up with 0 results since Sparknotes probably didn't have summaries on Korean Literature. He proceeds to google for other alternatives and ends up with an audio book.
"Maybe this won't be as bad. This'll feel like when I was 8 when my dad used to tuck me in at night and read me a bed time story."
Jongin says to himself. He downloads the audio book to his iPhone. He grabs his notebook and pen before he jumps unto the sofa. He presses play and a weird Traditional music plays.
"Blowing Against The Wind by Kim Gaeul." The deep voice of a man says.
Jongin falls asleep through the first three chapters and wakes up to the sound of the narrator a little while later. He checks his phone and nearly drops it when he realizes that 50 minutes had passed and he wasn't even halfway through the third chapter. He heaves a sigh and turns his phone off before going back to sleep.
-
"How's your report coming?" Sehun asks as he drinks his bubble tea.
Jongin winces. His back had been killing him all morning and he's suffering from a stiff neck because of sleeping on an uncomfortable couch.
"It's going well, yours?." Jongin says as he sets down his stuff on the table.
Sehun nods. "It's great. I think I've synthesized the story well enough. Anyway I'm sorry about ditching you yesterday. I really wanna get an A on my book report."
Jongin waves his hand off. "It's fine, I needed to catch up on my z's too."
When Jongin gets home later that day he showers and changes his clothes, he's determined to be up for at least one chapter. He settles on the couch again and starts listening to the audio book.
"Chapter 4," The narrator begins. Jongin finds out from Sehun the summary of the story; It's about a North Korean girl falling in love with a South Korean soldier during the war.
"So it's basically porn with a storyline?" Jongin says to Sehun who earns a punch in the gut.
"'I can't be with you,' Eunha says. Taegyeong pulls Eunha into his arms, tightening them around her small frame. 'Please, I want you. I want you so much.' Eunha turns to give Taegyeong a deep kiss. He cups her face in his large calloused hands, hands that have held guns all his life. He marvels at how small and fragile her face was compared to the cold hard rifle."
"This is so cheesy and boring." Jongin murmurs, thumb hovering over the skip button but decides against it. He shifts on the sofa so he could rest his head on the outside back of the sofa.
"Taegeyong slowly moves his arms downwards until he's taken hold of the hem of Eunha's blouse. He slowly lifts it and starts running his finger on the soft skin. Eunha bites on Taegyeong's lip as she tries to restrain herself. Her mother had always taught her that being pure was something men wanted from her. She was gentle and soft but she's ready to give herself to the man she adores, Taegyeong."
"His hand slowly moves up to cup Eunha's breasts, round and soft." Jongin shifts a little on his seat. The narrator continues, "A loud moan escapes from Eunha's lip and she immediately closes her mouth. Taegyeong smiles, it was the most beautiful sound he has ever heard. He leans in and presses a soft kiss on Eunha's lip and she melts in the arms of her beloved."
"'I want you.' Eunha says in a husky voice." Jongin was now too entranced with the narrator's voice. He's got to admit it, the narrator had pure talent. He shifts again in his seat as the narrator continues to talk in a husky voice.
The narrator's moans was all Jongin could think of. On instinct, Jongin touched himself the rough denim making it hard to rub himself. He pulls his zipper down and grabs his erection, slowly stroking himself.
"'Y-you're so big, Taegyeong. Will that fit in me?' Eunha asked as he looked at the raging erection of Taegyeong. He leans down to press a kiss on her forehead. 'I'll go slow, I promise.' Taegyeong alines his erection against Eunha's opening. She grabs on the sheets, biting her tongue at the sensual sensation. He slowly pushes in and Eunha squirms at the foreign feeling."
"'A-ah!' Eunha cries." Jongin rolled his eyes back at that particular moan. The rich baritone slithering down his spine and he could feel himself getting more aroused. "Taegeyong felt the satisfaction of being able to break the wall that separates him from Eunha's core. He reached out to wipe the tears from Eunha's cheeks before he slowly slid out and slowly slid back in. Eunha takes a handful of the sheets, arching her back exposing the long expanse of her neck."
"'F-faster.' Eunha moans and Taegyeong picks up his speed." Jongin hisses at the sound of the narrator's voice. He imagines beautiful silky white thighs wrapped around his waist as he pounds in to him.
The tension slowly builds up and Jongin comes in his hands in time when the narrator said that both Eunha and Taegyeong reached their climax. Jongin drops his dirty hand unto the couch as he catches his breath.
He jerked off to an audio book.
-
"Wow, I can't believe you're already halfway through the book!" Sehun pats Jongin's back. It's been three days since Jongin was listening to the audio book and jerks off to the sound of the narrator's voice.
Jongin rubs uncomfortably on the nape of his neck. "U-uh yeah."
"That gives me a great idea, wanna go and discuss it over a bowl of ice cream? My treat!" Sehun asks excitedly.
Jongin shoots him an apologetic look. "Sorry I've got some stuff to do." And Jongin speeds off to his dorm room.
"'E-eunha, what are you doing?' Taegeyong asks as she takes the base of his erection in her small fragile hand. She looks at him shyly and slowly leans in to take its head in her mouth. The warmth that enveloped Taegyeong spread all over his body, he could feel it from his fingertips down to his innermost core. No matter how many times he makes love with Eunha he'll never get tired of the whiteness of her skin to the softness of her body and her beautiful slender legs."
Jongin takes the head of his cock and starts stroking it. The narrator's moans was encoded well in his mind. He can hear it when he showers or before he sleeps or even when he eats his breakfast. He ends up getting late for first period because he needs to change out of his soiled pants.
His strokes get tighter and faster and burning sensation against the palm of his hand feeds his hunger. His hips jerk up involuntarily and he takes his lower lip in between his teeth to keep himself from making sounds of pleasure. Last night his neighbor knocked loudly asking him to shut up and if could he kindly watch porn in a more convenient time.
That familiar sensation in the pit of hist stomach builds up and he comes, his cum spurting on his jeans and over his shirt and on his hands. He lies down on his bed, cock limp from being abused, he needs to find out who the narrator is.
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He walks to the publishing house on a Saturday afternoon. Seoul was cloudy today and the wind was chilly but it didn't stop him for searching the owner of the golden voice. He opens the glass doors and a secretary greets him. He asks about the audio book and is lead to a large door down the hall. Inside was a spacious room beautifully decorated with modern furniture.
A man from his early sixties greets Jongin and he starts asking questions about the narrator and he nods enthusiastically willing to help. Later Jongin finds himself in his apartment, two floors above from his. The door looked like the other doors in the apartment complex but this one was special.
This one holds the secret to the narrator's identity.
And he couldn't believe it, he was so close from the beautiful source of the voice and the sudden feeling of excitement rushes to him and he calms himself to keep from looking like a deranged pervert.
He gives a soft tentative knock. The door opens a second after and Jongin's breath hitches, he was more beautiful than he had expected. He was shorter than him with beautiful brown hair and white skin. His eyes were the perfect shape of circle and his lips were in the oddest but cutest shape of heart.
"Can I help you?" The man asks weirdly and Jongin almost chokes at the sound of his voice. It sounded better than he had imagined it would be in real life.
Jongin roams his gaze around the smaller male's face, trying to absorb him as much as he can.
"Hi," Jongin says, breathless.
The man raises an eyebrow. "Do I know you from somewhere?"
Jongin thinks for a second before he reaches into his back pocket. He holds up his phone and gives a shy smile. "I listened to an audio book which you've narrated."
The man's eyes narrow and he takes Jongin by his collar and drags him inside his dorm room.
Jongin gets pushed down the sofa, breathless and confused. The small male had his arms crossed, looking down at Jongin as he tried to figure things out and Jongin's not sure why but he's turned on by how aggressive the small man was.
"You can't tell anyone about that." The other finally says.
Jongin looks at him. "What?"
"About that," He gestures to the phone in Jongin's hand with his lips and for a moment Jongin wanted to ravish them. "That was just a dare my dick of a friend Jongdae wanted me to do. You need to get rid of that."
Jongin cocks his head. "A dare? And no I can't delete this file, I need it for my Lit project."
Kyungsoo heaves a sigh. "I'll do it for you then."
"No way." Jongin stands up and crossed his arms too, the fact that he towers over the other man makes him feel more powerful. "How can I trust you with my Lit project? And besides, I bought this audio book legally so I don't see anything wrong with that." Jongin gives a satisfied grin.
The man takes a small step that makes Jongin take a step backward. "First of all, it's a book report. You're supposed to read it not listen to it. Second," He takes another step forward and Jongin another backward. "I'm doing my masters on classical literature in SNU. Finally," Jongin collapses on the sofa. "Why are you here?"
Jongin swallows his saliva. "I.. just.. uh.. wanted to get to know the.. uh.. narrator. Because I was.. curious."
Kyungsoo steps back, arms still crossed. "Really.?" Jongin nods. "Well that's a relief. Most people who knock on my door either wants to suck me off while I read to them an excerpt from Blowing Against The Wind or maybe fuck me senseless."
Jongin ignores the stirring in his jeans. Or the lust pooling in deep inside of him. Or the urge to crawl on top of the man and make love to him.
"I'm Kyungsoo by the way." The small man flashes him a smile. Jongin nods before giving an equally warm smile.
"I'm Jongin."
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It starts off when they bump into each other in the elevator or when they both come home at the same time. They sometimes bump into each other in the hallways and often times in the crowded lunch room. Despite the heavy flow of people and the noise they still manage to catch each other's eyes.
Their friendship progressed to eating lunch together in the cafeteria to going home together after school. Jongin ignores the feeling of embarrassment when Kyungsoo asks him 'Wait our class ends together?' and Jongin gives him a wide smile and a nod. Of course he didn't mention he had to wait for 2 hours just so he can walk the older man home.
"How's your book report coming along?" Kyungsoo asks one afternoon while they were hanging out in Kyungsoo's dorm room.
Jongin shrugs as he digs in to one of Kyungsoo's many food creations. Kyungsoo whipped up some Kimchi Spaghetti for him today. "It's going well." Kyungsoo reaches out and thumps the back of his head.
"Stop talking when your mouth's full." Kyungsoo says as he wipes the corner of Jongin's mouth with napkins.
Jongin ignores the fluttering of his heart. "You're the one who asked." He swallows the remaining food in his mouth. "Anyway our professor's been out sick for a week so he's given us an extension."
Kyungsoo nods. "So are you half way though the book? Want me to read it to you?"
Jongin cocks an eyebrow at the older man's excitement. "Sure?"
Kyungsoo excitedly stands up and disappears to the other room and later on returns to the living room with a battered copy of Blowing Against The Wind. He sits down beside Jongin with his legs crossed. "So which part are you in?"
"The one where they meet up after Eunha's parents found out about them." He takes another mouthful of the Kimchi Spaghetti.
Kyungsoo turns to that page. He clears his throat before starting. "Eunha runs to the cave where she and Taegyeong had met. She remembers how the moss was green or the strong smell of flowers and wet grass wafted in the air. Eunha remembers how it made everything so magical but right now as she runs through the dark forest-"
"Yawn, can you skip to the part where they talk?" Jongin groans.
Kyungsoo rolls his eyes. "Twat. Okay, i'm going to skip it. So after Eunha runs she waits for awhile before Taegyeong arrives. They hug each other tightly before kissing, blah blah blah." Kyungsoo turns another page. "'Are you okay?' Taegyeong asks breathless as he runs the back of his hand over Eunha's cheek feeling the softness and warmth of her being. Eunha gives a small nod before moving closer to wrap her frail arms around the man."
Jongin couldn't concentrate on the story rather his attention is on Kyungsoo's voice. It sounded and felt like warm honey melting in his ears. It was better to hear his voice in real life than through a pair of ear pods. He liked how his lips curl up in the corners or how his eyes get animated whenever he reads something exciting. He also loves how his eyes were completely trained on the book, how his eyebrows were scrunched up together.
But then Jongin snaps out when Kyungsoo starts reading some sexual scenes. Jongin was torn between stopping him and letting him continue.
'You have to be rational,' Jongin thought. 'You're both mature and old enough to hear about this stuff. You're fucking 21 for Christ sakes!'
"Eunha decided that she wants to take control. Her Japanese teacher had taught her a French phrase from her French boyfriend, 'C'est La Vie' that meant seize the day. She wanted to seize every opportunity she has to show how much she loved the man."
"She slowly pushes Taegyeong down whilst never breaking the kiss. She ran her hands around the bulky torso, trying to feel him as much as she can. Taegyeong's hands were as needy as hers, running his calloused hands over soft milky skin. She trails her hands down until she's reached the zipper of his jeans. She quickly pulled it down, reaching inside to grab hold of the aching boner."
"Taegyeong's felt pleasure seep all over his body. Eunha meets his lustful gaze and bites her lip from embarrassment. She slowly strokes him, from the base up to the head, it was painfully slow that Taegyeong felt like he was going to explode from pleasure. The tiny skillful hand was pushing him slowly off the edge and into his high."
"And he felt like he was in heaven as Eunha slowly leans in to take his erection inside her wet hot mouth. She takes him in halfway..."
And Jongin visualizes.
He visualizes that he was Taegyeong and Kyungsoo was Eunha, taking his erection in his mouth. He imagines stroking his beautiful head while he gives him the blow job of his life. Kyungsoo would suck him until he would empty himself inside his mouth and on his face and Kyungsoo would open his pretty little mouth as he tries to catch some of his co-
"Jongin?"
He slowly opens his eyes and sees Kyungsoo staring down and he follows his gaze, his erection prominent against his tight jeans. He looks at Kyungsoo who was looking at him with his wide eyes.
He hastily gets up and half runs to the door when Kyungsoo blocks his way. He had his short arms sprawled all over the door and Jongin thinks he looks sexy that way.
But the latter's position and Jongin's boner wasn't helping the situation.
"M-move."
But Kyungsoo ignores him. He grabs him by his shirt and pulls him towards him to press his soft lips to his. Jongin's eyes were wide in shock as he stared at Kyungsoo's face who had his eyes closed. He's not sure what was happening, if the latter was actually kissing him. Jongin slowly closes his eyes anway and wraps his arms around the other's waist. Jongin, testing the waters, licks the latter's bottom lip and Kyungsoo eagerly opens it for him. He thrusts his tongue inside and massages the soft muscle with his. Kyungsoo's answering moan makes his erection twitch.
Jongin moves to trail down kisses along Kyungsoo's neck, the smell of Vanilla and old books welcomed him and he presses his nose closer trying to inhale as much as he can.
He moves back to give Kyungsoo a soft kiss, nibbling on the thick pink lip and he can feel the latter's smile.
Jongin pulls back and sees Kyungsoo pout, he immediately wants to take the lower lip in between his teeth but constrains himself because he needed to get something out of his system.
"I like you." Jongin says sternly.
Kyungsoo snorts. "No shit sherlock."
Jongin rubs his nape uncomfortably, avoiding the other's piercing gaze. "Do you..?"
"I would've never let you near me if I didn't." Jongin peeks at Kyungsoo and sees the latter smiling softly. "Had it ever crossed your mind why I let you in to my apartment that day?"
Jongin shrugs, his heart was beating fast in his chest at the other's confession. "I though you were being friendly."
"You're so indifferent to your surroundings." He heaves a sigh and moves to envelope the taller boy in a warm hug. "I thought you'd never kiss me."
"You were expecting this?" He asks amusedly but wraps Kyungsoo in a hug tightly.
Kyungsoo buries his face in Jongin's chest. "Shut up."
Jongin forces Kyungsoo to look at him and he leans in for a kiss, eager to feel his soft lips against his. Kyungsoo pulls away a minute later and tows Jongin into his room. As soon as he closes the door behind him he pushes Jongin to the bed and crawls on top of him, leaning in for a hungry kiss.
"Are you sure you want this?" Jongin asks breathlessly a minute later. He's surprised to see Kyungsoo like this, needy and touchy.
The latter rolls his eyes. "You can stop pretending that you weren't jerking off to my voice."
To that Jongin reddens but Kyungsoo ignores his heated face and instead pulls his own shirt off and leans back again for a kiss. Jongin loves the softness of Kyungsoo's milky white skin against his dark and calloused ones. The older tugs at his shirt and he obediently pulls it off.
Kyungsoo roams his eyes around the younger's torso. "Wow, dancing did you good." Jongin's surprised that he remembers about his favorite past time he'd mentioned at least once. He pulls the older in and shoves his tongue inside his hot cavern.
Jongin's hands move to feel Kyungsoo's boner and in return he bites the younger's tongue. Jongin chuckles as he continues to palm the older one.
"Stop." Kyungsoo murmurs against his lips and he unzips his jeans, pulling it and his boxers down at the same time his erection springing free from its restraints. Jongin's hands were itching to touch them.
Kyungsoo crawls back up on top of Jongin and continues to worship the younger's lips as he unzips the latter's jeans and he takes Jongin's cock out, jeans still buttoned together.
He moves closer to Jongin's dick, mouth hovering on top of his leaking member. He peeks at Jongin through his lashes, batting them slightly. "You know, you'd look better if you wore your jeans like this. Your cock out."
"My cock would look good inside your mouth." Jongin says through his gritted teeth. Kyungsoo's eyes widen at the younger's retort. He smiles before he catches the precum on his index finger, examining its stickiness.
"You've got a really bad leak down there sir, you want me to fix it for you?" Kyungsoo asks frowning and Jongin imagines Kyungsoo bent over a plunger as he thrusts inhumanely in and out of his hole. His cock twitches in response and Kyungsoo smiles. "Well?"
"I-I'd like that." With that Kyungsoo immediately envelopes Jongin's cock whole in his mouth and Jongin moans at the feeling. The latter deep throats Jongin, bobbing his head up and down teeth slightly scraping against the shaft. Kyungsoo wraps his lips around the head and sucks on it, running his tongue across the slit and the underside.
"F-fuck!" Jongin hisses as Kyungsoo traces a particular vein, pulsing wildly against his tongue. Kyungsoo stands up and walks to the drawer. He takes a bottle and proceeds to straddle the younger again. He opens the lid with a pop and pours a generous amount his fingers before he spreading them. He smiles down at Jongin before he reaches back to prep himself and Jongin groans at the thought of Kyungsoo fingering himself on top of him. " You like this?" Kyungsoo asks.
Jongin doesn't answer, just rubs circles on Kyungsoo's waist. Kyungsoo hisses and leaves crescent shaped marks on Jongin's chest. After he inserts all three fingers Kyungsoo was a mess, thrusting back at his own fingers. He inserts his tongue inside Jongin's mouth and tastes every crevice of Jongin as he runs his tongue over his teeth and tongue and basically everywhere his tongue could reach, whilst fingering himself. After he's sure he's open wide and ready he finally unbuttons Jongin's jeans and pulled it off of him revealing beautifully tanned legs. He positions himself on top of Jongin, guiding its head on his tight ring.
The sink down was pleasuring and Kyungsoo arches his back at the feel. It wasn't certainly his first time being fucked, he's done it with Yifan in a truth or dare game and he's also done it with Junmyeon one time when they were drunk.
But this felt like his very first time.
Jongin helps Kyungsoo as he practically jumps up and down his shaft, intertwining their hands together while whispering words of encouragement. He changes their position, he maneuvers himself as he picks Kyungsoo up, his cock still up his ass, and lies the older down on his back his legs wrapped around Jongin's waist.
Jongin thrusts fast and hard, hips snapping in sync with their moans. He hitches Kyungsoo's leg on his shoulder giving him better access to thrust in deeper. Kyungsoo moans in response as he lifts his hips up until his elbows support him. He pushes Jongin deeper with his foot as he meets every thrusts.
The younger marvels at the way Kyungsoo's bent in an achingly beautiful way. His brows scrunched up together in concentration as his sweat run down his face and into the dip of his collar bones, his mouth slightly open his thick lips curved into an 'o'. His cock lay on top of his flat tummy and he grabs it and strokes until Kyungsoo's coming over his hand and their stomachs.
He follows after as Kyungsoo clenches around him, milking him out of his orgasm until he's spent and lying on top of him, not minding the cum in between their stomach.
"Your cum feels like glue." Jongin murmurs as he lays on top of Kyungsoo, chin resting on the back of his hands as Kyungsoo strokes his hair out of his sweaty face.
"Mmm." Kyungsoo hums in response.
-
"What the fuck?! I can't believe you got an A while I got a B minus!" Sehun exclaims as he looks at the gigantic 'A' on top of Jongin's paper.
He smiles to himself as they walk down the school corridors. He's not entirely sure how he got an A but something tells him those late nights with Kyungsoo reading him the rest of the story was a big help.
"Maybe you didn't synthesize the story well." Jongin smirks as Sehun glares at him.
"Who did you pay to do your homework?" Sehun asks as he shoves Jongin his paper back.
"Hey, hey don't crumple it!" Jongin glares at Sehun as he smooths his paper down. "This is going on the fridge."
Sehun snorts. "Whatever. Let's grab an ice cream."
"Can't man, I'm busy." And he skips off to his apartment.
He ignores the 3rd floor and presses the 5th floor on the elevator. As soon as the door opens he runs out and to the door and without knocking he opens it. He sees Kyungsoo with his specs on in front of his laptop typing his thesis.
"Guess who got an A?" Jongin walks to Kyungsoo and wraps his arms around his neck.
"Not now, I'm busy." Kyungsoo murmurs not barely giving a glance at Jongin so he doesn't see the latter's pout.
"Are you tired of me already?" He skims his nose up and down his neck. He feels Kyunsoo still beneath his arms and he smiles. He presses a kiss on his mole below his hear. "This is my favorite mole, it's mine."
"Shut up." But Jongin hears the smile in his voice.
He turns around and pulls Jongin to his couch and sits on his lap. He leans in for a kiss and they end up in bed 5 minutes later naked and Kyungsoo panting Jongin's name as he thrusts in him fast and hard and he glares at the younger an hour later for disrupting his thesis.
"I hate you." Kyungsoo says but kisses Jongin anyway as he pulls the covers over them.
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a/n: it's my first kaisoo fic!!!! please comment what you think pretty pretty pretty please with a naked kyungsoo on top? :-)
Pairing: Kaisoo
Raiting: R
Genre: Smut, College!au, Romance
Length: 4854 words
Summary: Jongin gets off to the sexy voice of his audio book.
"Okay class, since the term's about to end you know what that means right?" The old man flashes a knowing smile and his students could only whine.
"Oh come on! You know it's fun right?" The professor produces a battered copy of a novel. "It's book report time! Now I want you all to read this explicit copy of Blowing Against The Wind." He waggles his eyebrows at the word 'explicit' and his students roll their eyes. As if reading erotic novels could make this situation easier.
"Man am I psyched for this project!" Sehun jumps in his seat.
Jongin glares at him. "Easy for you to say. Literature's your major man, I'm only forced to attend this class."
Sehun playfully punches Jongin. "Come on man, Blowing Against The Wind is a pure classic! It gives you a good visualization on what sex is."
"I'd rather feel the real thing than 'visualize'." Jongin says putting air quotes on the word visualize.
The professor catches their attention. "Now, now class don't be too excited. I'm giving you guys three weeks to make this so you should all have enough time to make a masterpiece right?"
Sehun raises his hand. "Mr. Lim, will our report get published if it's good?"
Mr. Lim snaps his fingers and nods in agreement. "Of course! It'll be in the school paper plus it'll be in the 'Literature hall of fame'."
Sehun smiles. "I'm so getting an A at this."
Jongin could only roll his eyes.
Kim Jongin is actually a business major, numbers and money run around his mind the whole day and Literature's just a big no for him. He doesn't even remember how he chose this subject as an elective. His best friend Sehun on the other hand adored reading and he hated to admit it but the boy could write really good poems. He just plugs in his ear pods as the other drones about Haruki Murakami's new novel.
The day passes by in a blur and the final bell finally rings. Jongin playfully thumps Sehun's head as he falls asleep in their shared Philosophy class. Sehun jumps a little, glaring at Jongin before he starts fixing his things.
"Wanna grab some ice cream on our way home?" Jongin asks as he and Sehun walk in the hallway.
"Can't, sorry." Sehun says.
"But you never skip ice cream Wednesdays." Jongin pouts.
Sehun shrugs. "Sorry man, I need a jump start on my book report."
"Oh what? You're ditching me for that!?" He asks exasperated.
"I'll see you tomorrow."
Jongin walks begrudgingly home. He's never been home this early on a Wednesday because they never skip ice cream Wednesdays, not even when Sehun broke his arm or when Jongin's poodle died. Since Sehun didn't wanna eat ice cream with him and Baekhyun's busy eating Chanyeol's face out he might as well start his book report. The door to his dorm room creaks open and he's welcomed by a strange smell of stale air mixed with rotting pizza. He groans before he opens the door and throw out the box of pizza Chanyeol left the other night. He looks out the window after he's thrown the moldy pizza, it was such a bright and sunny Wednesday and he's stuck inside his crappy dorm room with a crappy book report on ice cream Wednesdays because he had no crappy friends to hang out with. How can his life be anymore pathetic?
He checks Sparknotes for the summary of Blowing Against The Wind but ends up with 0 results since Sparknotes probably didn't have summaries on Korean Literature. He proceeds to google for other alternatives and ends up with an audio book.
"Maybe this won't be as bad. This'll feel like when I was 8 when my dad used to tuck me in at night and read me a bed time story."
Jongin says to himself. He downloads the audio book to his iPhone. He grabs his notebook and pen before he jumps unto the sofa. He presses play and a weird Traditional music plays.
"Blowing Against The Wind by Kim Gaeul." The deep voice of a man says.
Jongin falls asleep through the first three chapters and wakes up to the sound of the narrator a little while later. He checks his phone and nearly drops it when he realizes that 50 minutes had passed and he wasn't even halfway through the third chapter. He heaves a sigh and turns his phone off before going back to sleep.
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"How's your report coming?" Sehun asks as he drinks his bubble tea.
Jongin winces. His back had been killing him all morning and he's suffering from a stiff neck because of sleeping on an uncomfortable couch.
"It's going well, yours?." Jongin says as he sets down his stuff on the table.
Sehun nods. "It's great. I think I've synthesized the story well enough. Anyway I'm sorry about ditching you yesterday. I really wanna get an A on my book report."
Jongin waves his hand off. "It's fine, I needed to catch up on my z's too."
When Jongin gets home later that day he showers and changes his clothes, he's determined to be up for at least one chapter. He settles on the couch again and starts listening to the audio book.
"Chapter 4," The narrator begins. Jongin finds out from Sehun the summary of the story; It's about a North Korean girl falling in love with a South Korean soldier during the war.
"So it's basically porn with a storyline?" Jongin says to Sehun who earns a punch in the gut.
"'I can't be with you,' Eunha says. Taegyeong pulls Eunha into his arms, tightening them around her small frame. 'Please, I want you. I want you so much.' Eunha turns to give Taegyeong a deep kiss. He cups her face in his large calloused hands, hands that have held guns all his life. He marvels at how small and fragile her face was compared to the cold hard rifle."
"This is so cheesy and boring." Jongin murmurs, thumb hovering over the skip button but decides against it. He shifts on the sofa so he could rest his head on the outside back of the sofa.
"Taegeyong slowly moves his arms downwards until he's taken hold of the hem of Eunha's blouse. He slowly lifts it and starts running his finger on the soft skin. Eunha bites on Taegyeong's lip as she tries to restrain herself. Her mother had always taught her that being pure was something men wanted from her. She was gentle and soft but she's ready to give herself to the man she adores, Taegyeong."
"His hand slowly moves up to cup Eunha's breasts, round and soft." Jongin shifts a little on his seat. The narrator continues, "A loud moan escapes from Eunha's lip and she immediately closes her mouth. Taegyeong smiles, it was the most beautiful sound he has ever heard. He leans in and presses a soft kiss on Eunha's lip and she melts in the arms of her beloved."
"'I want you.' Eunha says in a husky voice." Jongin was now too entranced with the narrator's voice. He's got to admit it, the narrator had pure talent. He shifts again in his seat as the narrator continues to talk in a husky voice.
The narrator's moans was all Jongin could think of. On instinct, Jongin touched himself the rough denim making it hard to rub himself. He pulls his zipper down and grabs his erection, slowly stroking himself.
"'Y-you're so big, Taegyeong. Will that fit in me?' Eunha asked as he looked at the raging erection of Taegyeong. He leans down to press a kiss on her forehead. 'I'll go slow, I promise.' Taegyeong alines his erection against Eunha's opening. She grabs on the sheets, biting her tongue at the sensual sensation. He slowly pushes in and Eunha squirms at the foreign feeling."
"'A-ah!' Eunha cries." Jongin rolled his eyes back at that particular moan. The rich baritone slithering down his spine and he could feel himself getting more aroused. "Taegeyong felt the satisfaction of being able to break the wall that separates him from Eunha's core. He reached out to wipe the tears from Eunha's cheeks before he slowly slid out and slowly slid back in. Eunha takes a handful of the sheets, arching her back exposing the long expanse of her neck."
"'F-faster.' Eunha moans and Taegyeong picks up his speed." Jongin hisses at the sound of the narrator's voice. He imagines beautiful silky white thighs wrapped around his waist as he pounds in to him.
The tension slowly builds up and Jongin comes in his hands in time when the narrator said that both Eunha and Taegyeong reached their climax. Jongin drops his dirty hand unto the couch as he catches his breath.
He jerked off to an audio book.
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"Wow, I can't believe you're already halfway through the book!" Sehun pats Jongin's back. It's been three days since Jongin was listening to the audio book and jerks off to the sound of the narrator's voice.
Jongin rubs uncomfortably on the nape of his neck. "U-uh yeah."
"That gives me a great idea, wanna go and discuss it over a bowl of ice cream? My treat!" Sehun asks excitedly.
Jongin shoots him an apologetic look. "Sorry I've got some stuff to do." And Jongin speeds off to his dorm room.
"'E-eunha, what are you doing?' Taegeyong asks as she takes the base of his erection in her small fragile hand. She looks at him shyly and slowly leans in to take its head in her mouth. The warmth that enveloped Taegyeong spread all over his body, he could feel it from his fingertips down to his innermost core. No matter how many times he makes love with Eunha he'll never get tired of the whiteness of her skin to the softness of her body and her beautiful slender legs."
Jongin takes the head of his cock and starts stroking it. The narrator's moans was encoded well in his mind. He can hear it when he showers or before he sleeps or even when he eats his breakfast. He ends up getting late for first period because he needs to change out of his soiled pants.
His strokes get tighter and faster and burning sensation against the palm of his hand feeds his hunger. His hips jerk up involuntarily and he takes his lower lip in between his teeth to keep himself from making sounds of pleasure. Last night his neighbor knocked loudly asking him to shut up and if could he kindly watch porn in a more convenient time.
That familiar sensation in the pit of hist stomach builds up and he comes, his cum spurting on his jeans and over his shirt and on his hands. He lies down on his bed, cock limp from being abused, he needs to find out who the narrator is.
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He walks to the publishing house on a Saturday afternoon. Seoul was cloudy today and the wind was chilly but it didn't stop him for searching the owner of the golden voice. He opens the glass doors and a secretary greets him. He asks about the audio book and is lead to a large door down the hall. Inside was a spacious room beautifully decorated with modern furniture.
A man from his early sixties greets Jongin and he starts asking questions about the narrator and he nods enthusiastically willing to help. Later Jongin finds himself in his apartment, two floors above from his. The door looked like the other doors in the apartment complex but this one was special.
This one holds the secret to the narrator's identity.
And he couldn't believe it, he was so close from the beautiful source of the voice and the sudden feeling of excitement rushes to him and he calms himself to keep from looking like a deranged pervert.
He gives a soft tentative knock. The door opens a second after and Jongin's breath hitches, he was more beautiful than he had expected. He was shorter than him with beautiful brown hair and white skin. His eyes were the perfect shape of circle and his lips were in the oddest but cutest shape of heart.
"Can I help you?" The man asks weirdly and Jongin almost chokes at the sound of his voice. It sounded better than he had imagined it would be in real life.
Jongin roams his gaze around the smaller male's face, trying to absorb him as much as he can.
"Hi," Jongin says, breathless.
The man raises an eyebrow. "Do I know you from somewhere?"
Jongin thinks for a second before he reaches into his back pocket. He holds up his phone and gives a shy smile. "I listened to an audio book which you've narrated."
The man's eyes narrow and he takes Jongin by his collar and drags him inside his dorm room.
Jongin gets pushed down the sofa, breathless and confused. The small male had his arms crossed, looking down at Jongin as he tried to figure things out and Jongin's not sure why but he's turned on by how aggressive the small man was.
"You can't tell anyone about that." The other finally says.
Jongin looks at him. "What?"
"About that," He gestures to the phone in Jongin's hand with his lips and for a moment Jongin wanted to ravish them. "That was just a dare my dick of a friend Jongdae wanted me to do. You need to get rid of that."
Jongin cocks his head. "A dare? And no I can't delete this file, I need it for my Lit project."
Kyungsoo heaves a sigh. "I'll do it for you then."
"No way." Jongin stands up and crossed his arms too, the fact that he towers over the other man makes him feel more powerful. "How can I trust you with my Lit project? And besides, I bought this audio book legally so I don't see anything wrong with that." Jongin gives a satisfied grin.
The man takes a small step that makes Jongin take a step backward. "First of all, it's a book report. You're supposed to read it not listen to it. Second," He takes another step forward and Jongin another backward. "I'm doing my masters on classical literature in SNU. Finally," Jongin collapses on the sofa. "Why are you here?"
Jongin swallows his saliva. "I.. just.. uh.. wanted to get to know the.. uh.. narrator. Because I was.. curious."
Kyungsoo steps back, arms still crossed. "Really.?" Jongin nods. "Well that's a relief. Most people who knock on my door either wants to suck me off while I read to them an excerpt from Blowing Against The Wind or maybe fuck me senseless."
Jongin ignores the stirring in his jeans. Or the lust pooling in deep inside of him. Or the urge to crawl on top of the man and make love to him.
"I'm Kyungsoo by the way." The small man flashes him a smile. Jongin nods before giving an equally warm smile.
"I'm Jongin."
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It starts off when they bump into each other in the elevator or when they both come home at the same time. They sometimes bump into each other in the hallways and often times in the crowded lunch room. Despite the heavy flow of people and the noise they still manage to catch each other's eyes.
Their friendship progressed to eating lunch together in the cafeteria to going home together after school. Jongin ignores the feeling of embarrassment when Kyungsoo asks him 'Wait our class ends together?' and Jongin gives him a wide smile and a nod. Of course he didn't mention he had to wait for 2 hours just so he can walk the older man home.
"How's your book report coming along?" Kyungsoo asks one afternoon while they were hanging out in Kyungsoo's dorm room.
Jongin shrugs as he digs in to one of Kyungsoo's many food creations. Kyungsoo whipped up some Kimchi Spaghetti for him today. "It's going well." Kyungsoo reaches out and thumps the back of his head.
"Stop talking when your mouth's full." Kyungsoo says as he wipes the corner of Jongin's mouth with napkins.
Jongin ignores the fluttering of his heart. "You're the one who asked." He swallows the remaining food in his mouth. "Anyway our professor's been out sick for a week so he's given us an extension."
Kyungsoo nods. "So are you half way though the book? Want me to read it to you?"
Jongin cocks an eyebrow at the older man's excitement. "Sure?"
Kyungsoo excitedly stands up and disappears to the other room and later on returns to the living room with a battered copy of Blowing Against The Wind. He sits down beside Jongin with his legs crossed. "So which part are you in?"
"The one where they meet up after Eunha's parents found out about them." He takes another mouthful of the Kimchi Spaghetti.
Kyungsoo turns to that page. He clears his throat before starting. "Eunha runs to the cave where she and Taegyeong had met. She remembers how the moss was green or the strong smell of flowers and wet grass wafted in the air. Eunha remembers how it made everything so magical but right now as she runs through the dark forest-"
"Yawn, can you skip to the part where they talk?" Jongin groans.
Kyungsoo rolls his eyes. "Twat. Okay, i'm going to skip it. So after Eunha runs she waits for awhile before Taegyeong arrives. They hug each other tightly before kissing, blah blah blah." Kyungsoo turns another page. "'Are you okay?' Taegyeong asks breathless as he runs the back of his hand over Eunha's cheek feeling the softness and warmth of her being. Eunha gives a small nod before moving closer to wrap her frail arms around the man."
Jongin couldn't concentrate on the story rather his attention is on Kyungsoo's voice. It sounded and felt like warm honey melting in his ears. It was better to hear his voice in real life than through a pair of ear pods. He liked how his lips curl up in the corners or how his eyes get animated whenever he reads something exciting. He also loves how his eyes were completely trained on the book, how his eyebrows were scrunched up together.
But then Jongin snaps out when Kyungsoo starts reading some sexual scenes. Jongin was torn between stopping him and letting him continue.
'You have to be rational,' Jongin thought. 'You're both mature and old enough to hear about this stuff. You're fucking 21 for Christ sakes!'
"Eunha decided that she wants to take control. Her Japanese teacher had taught her a French phrase from her French boyfriend, 'C'est La Vie' that meant seize the day. She wanted to seize every opportunity she has to show how much she loved the man."
"She slowly pushes Taegyeong down whilst never breaking the kiss. She ran her hands around the bulky torso, trying to feel him as much as she can. Taegyeong's hands were as needy as hers, running his calloused hands over soft milky skin. She trails her hands down until she's reached the zipper of his jeans. She quickly pulled it down, reaching inside to grab hold of the aching boner."
"Taegyeong's felt pleasure seep all over his body. Eunha meets his lustful gaze and bites her lip from embarrassment. She slowly strokes him, from the base up to the head, it was painfully slow that Taegyeong felt like he was going to explode from pleasure. The tiny skillful hand was pushing him slowly off the edge and into his high."
"And he felt like he was in heaven as Eunha slowly leans in to take his erection inside her wet hot mouth. She takes him in halfway..."
And Jongin visualizes.
He visualizes that he was Taegyeong and Kyungsoo was Eunha, taking his erection in his mouth. He imagines stroking his beautiful head while he gives him the blow job of his life. Kyungsoo would suck him until he would empty himself inside his mouth and on his face and Kyungsoo would open his pretty little mouth as he tries to catch some of his co-
"Jongin?"
He slowly opens his eyes and sees Kyungsoo staring down and he follows his gaze, his erection prominent against his tight jeans. He looks at Kyungsoo who was looking at him with his wide eyes.
He hastily gets up and half runs to the door when Kyungsoo blocks his way. He had his short arms sprawled all over the door and Jongin thinks he looks sexy that way.
But the latter's position and Jongin's boner wasn't helping the situation.
"M-move."
But Kyungsoo ignores him. He grabs him by his shirt and pulls him towards him to press his soft lips to his. Jongin's eyes were wide in shock as he stared at Kyungsoo's face who had his eyes closed. He's not sure what was happening, if the latter was actually kissing him. Jongin slowly closes his eyes anway and wraps his arms around the other's waist. Jongin, testing the waters, licks the latter's bottom lip and Kyungsoo eagerly opens it for him. He thrusts his tongue inside and massages the soft muscle with his. Kyungsoo's answering moan makes his erection twitch.
Jongin moves to trail down kisses along Kyungsoo's neck, the smell of Vanilla and old books welcomed him and he presses his nose closer trying to inhale as much as he can.
He moves back to give Kyungsoo a soft kiss, nibbling on the thick pink lip and he can feel the latter's smile.
Jongin pulls back and sees Kyungsoo pout, he immediately wants to take the lower lip in between his teeth but constrains himself because he needed to get something out of his system.
"I like you." Jongin says sternly.
Kyungsoo snorts. "No shit sherlock."
Jongin rubs his nape uncomfortably, avoiding the other's piercing gaze. "Do you..?"
"I would've never let you near me if I didn't." Jongin peeks at Kyungsoo and sees the latter smiling softly. "Had it ever crossed your mind why I let you in to my apartment that day?"
Jongin shrugs, his heart was beating fast in his chest at the other's confession. "I though you were being friendly."
"You're so indifferent to your surroundings." He heaves a sigh and moves to envelope the taller boy in a warm hug. "I thought you'd never kiss me."
"You were expecting this?" He asks amusedly but wraps Kyungsoo in a hug tightly.
Kyungsoo buries his face in Jongin's chest. "Shut up."
Jongin forces Kyungsoo to look at him and he leans in for a kiss, eager to feel his soft lips against his. Kyungsoo pulls away a minute later and tows Jongin into his room. As soon as he closes the door behind him he pushes Jongin to the bed and crawls on top of him, leaning in for a hungry kiss.
"Are you sure you want this?" Jongin asks breathlessly a minute later. He's surprised to see Kyungsoo like this, needy and touchy.
The latter rolls his eyes. "You can stop pretending that you weren't jerking off to my voice."
To that Jongin reddens but Kyungsoo ignores his heated face and instead pulls his own shirt off and leans back again for a kiss. Jongin loves the softness of Kyungsoo's milky white skin against his dark and calloused ones. The older tugs at his shirt and he obediently pulls it off.
Kyungsoo roams his eyes around the younger's torso. "Wow, dancing did you good." Jongin's surprised that he remembers about his favorite past time he'd mentioned at least once. He pulls the older in and shoves his tongue inside his hot cavern.
Jongin's hands move to feel Kyungsoo's boner and in return he bites the younger's tongue. Jongin chuckles as he continues to palm the older one.
"Stop." Kyungsoo murmurs against his lips and he unzips his jeans, pulling it and his boxers down at the same time his erection springing free from its restraints. Jongin's hands were itching to touch them.
Kyungsoo crawls back up on top of Jongin and continues to worship the younger's lips as he unzips the latter's jeans and he takes Jongin's cock out, jeans still buttoned together.
He moves closer to Jongin's dick, mouth hovering on top of his leaking member. He peeks at Jongin through his lashes, batting them slightly. "You know, you'd look better if you wore your jeans like this. Your cock out."
"My cock would look good inside your mouth." Jongin says through his gritted teeth. Kyungsoo's eyes widen at the younger's retort. He smiles before he catches the precum on his index finger, examining its stickiness.
"You've got a really bad leak down there sir, you want me to fix it for you?" Kyungsoo asks frowning and Jongin imagines Kyungsoo bent over a plunger as he thrusts inhumanely in and out of his hole. His cock twitches in response and Kyungsoo smiles. "Well?"
"I-I'd like that." With that Kyungsoo immediately envelopes Jongin's cock whole in his mouth and Jongin moans at the feeling. The latter deep throats Jongin, bobbing his head up and down teeth slightly scraping against the shaft. Kyungsoo wraps his lips around the head and sucks on it, running his tongue across the slit and the underside.
"F-fuck!" Jongin hisses as Kyungsoo traces a particular vein, pulsing wildly against his tongue. Kyungsoo stands up and walks to the drawer. He takes a bottle and proceeds to straddle the younger again. He opens the lid with a pop and pours a generous amount his fingers before he spreading them. He smiles down at Jongin before he reaches back to prep himself and Jongin groans at the thought of Kyungsoo fingering himself on top of him. " You like this?" Kyungsoo asks.
Jongin doesn't answer, just rubs circles on Kyungsoo's waist. Kyungsoo hisses and leaves crescent shaped marks on Jongin's chest. After he inserts all three fingers Kyungsoo was a mess, thrusting back at his own fingers. He inserts his tongue inside Jongin's mouth and tastes every crevice of Jongin as he runs his tongue over his teeth and tongue and basically everywhere his tongue could reach, whilst fingering himself. After he's sure he's open wide and ready he finally unbuttons Jongin's jeans and pulled it off of him revealing beautifully tanned legs. He positions himself on top of Jongin, guiding its head on his tight ring.
The sink down was pleasuring and Kyungsoo arches his back at the feel. It wasn't certainly his first time being fucked, he's done it with Yifan in a truth or dare game and he's also done it with Junmyeon one time when they were drunk.
But this felt like his very first time.
Jongin helps Kyungsoo as he practically jumps up and down his shaft, intertwining their hands together while whispering words of encouragement. He changes their position, he maneuvers himself as he picks Kyungsoo up, his cock still up his ass, and lies the older down on his back his legs wrapped around Jongin's waist.
Jongin thrusts fast and hard, hips snapping in sync with their moans. He hitches Kyungsoo's leg on his shoulder giving him better access to thrust in deeper. Kyungsoo moans in response as he lifts his hips up until his elbows support him. He pushes Jongin deeper with his foot as he meets every thrusts.
The younger marvels at the way Kyungsoo's bent in an achingly beautiful way. His brows scrunched up together in concentration as his sweat run down his face and into the dip of his collar bones, his mouth slightly open his thick lips curved into an 'o'. His cock lay on top of his flat tummy and he grabs it and strokes until Kyungsoo's coming over his hand and their stomachs.
He follows after as Kyungsoo clenches around him, milking him out of his orgasm until he's spent and lying on top of him, not minding the cum in between their stomach.
"Your cum feels like glue." Jongin murmurs as he lays on top of Kyungsoo, chin resting on the back of his hands as Kyungsoo strokes his hair out of his sweaty face.
"Mmm." Kyungsoo hums in response.
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"What the fuck?! I can't believe you got an A while I got a B minus!" Sehun exclaims as he looks at the gigantic 'A' on top of Jongin's paper.
He smiles to himself as they walk down the school corridors. He's not entirely sure how he got an A but something tells him those late nights with Kyungsoo reading him the rest of the story was a big help.
"Maybe you didn't synthesize the story well." Jongin smirks as Sehun glares at him.
"Who did you pay to do your homework?" Sehun asks as he shoves Jongin his paper back.
"Hey, hey don't crumple it!" Jongin glares at Sehun as he smooths his paper down. "This is going on the fridge."
Sehun snorts. "Whatever. Let's grab an ice cream."
"Can't man, I'm busy." And he skips off to his apartment.
He ignores the 3rd floor and presses the 5th floor on the elevator. As soon as the door opens he runs out and to the door and without knocking he opens it. He sees Kyungsoo with his specs on in front of his laptop typing his thesis.
"Guess who got an A?" Jongin walks to Kyungsoo and wraps his arms around his neck.
"Not now, I'm busy." Kyungsoo murmurs not barely giving a glance at Jongin so he doesn't see the latter's pout.
"Are you tired of me already?" He skims his nose up and down his neck. He feels Kyunsoo still beneath his arms and he smiles. He presses a kiss on his mole below his hear. "This is my favorite mole, it's mine."
"Shut up." But Jongin hears the smile in his voice.
He turns around and pulls Jongin to his couch and sits on his lap. He leans in for a kiss and they end up in bed 5 minutes later naked and Kyungsoo panting Jongin's name as he thrusts in him fast and hard and he glares at the younger an hour later for disrupting his thesis.
"I hate you." Kyungsoo says but kisses Jongin anyway as he pulls the covers over them.
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a/n: it's my first kaisoo fic!!!! please comment what you think pretty pretty pretty please with a naked kyungsoo on top? :-)