Jongdae The Cheap Prostitute (1/20)
Title: Jongdae The Cheap Prostitute (1/20)
Rating: Nc-17 (just this chapter though)
Pairing: Suchen (broken!Krisho / slight!Krischen)
Warning: horrible written smut
!Please be aware that English isn't my native language and that this is unbetaed!
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement is intended. I make no claim to own any of the people in this story. Any similarities between this and any other story is purely coincidental.
Wordcount: 1916
Summary: Destroying a relationship was one thing. Falling for the others partner, who probably detested his every cell after that certain night, was a whole other problem. But how could he not, if the other was such an Angel. Still Jongdae seriously needed to learn to not do everything his friend would request of him. Because sleeping with someone just to help another one, is not exactly what he had in mind when his mother had thought him to always be friendly and helpful...
AU!
Betaed by threds
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He hated it. Hated the pleasure he felt, hated how his body enjoyed it.
Being held, kissed and pounded into by his colleague was definitely something he had never imagined, something he had never wanted to imagine for that matter. He didn’t want to enjoy this; however his erection betrayed him by standing proudly between both their bodies, the friction from the older man pounding into him over and over again not helping the matter.
“Jongdae.” The other grunted, already lost in pleasure.”Urgh.. This is so good, ….ah...you're so good,” He continued.
Jongdae didn’t need - didn’t want - to hear what the other man was saying. He didn’t care for what the other told him, would rather blend him out entirely. The shame he felt for doing this was going to haunt him, and Jongdae was well aware of that. After all, he was sleeping with someone’s boyfriend.
“Ahhh...”Jongdae suddenly moaned and arched his back when his partner thrust deeper. He immediately covered his mouth with both hands, not yet willing to give in to the lust he knew he felt.
“Yifan, ahh..!” He lost to himself with another moan, when said male hit that certain spot inside him. “That's right, kitten. Moan for me. Say my name.” Yifan encouraged him. He let his right hand glide over Jongdae’s chest, while the other held the younger one’s hip in place. He then started playing with Jongdae’s nipple, turning and twisting before he started devouring it with his tongue, making the younger man moan loudly once again.
“Stop, Yifan! S - stop it!” Jongdae groaned. Somehow Yifan managed to find a rhythm that gave then both as much pleasure as possible, and it was with this that Jongdae lost control of himself. One moan after another spilled out of him, and he knew he’d finally given in to lust.
“Never, I finally got you, urgh... Exactly where I want you, my dear kitten,” Yifan said in between groans. He caressed the Jongdae’s face almost lovingly, as if he really felt something for him, as if this wasn't a plain one night stand.
Jongdae was beyond wrecked, his mind already too clouded with desire to come back with a reply. Yifan suddenly drove in and kissed him, hungrily devouring his hot moans, leaving him no choice but to hastily kiss back. Their tongues fought for dominance but in the end, there could only be one winner. Pleased at his partner’s submission, Yifan licked further into Jongdae’s mouth, sucking on his tongue.
Yifan’s thrusts had slowed down to an almost painful speed for Jongdae to handle, and if this had been real he’d have dropped everything and begged for the elder to move faster, to pound into him harder. But part of him knew that he had an objective for all this and he needed to stall for time to reach it, so he kept quiet and took everything Yifan had to give.
Suddenly, Jongdae felt himself being lifted up onto Yifan’s lap, the other’s cock still buried deeply inside him. They stopped kissing, and Yifan let both his hands rest on the younger’s hips, slowly moving him up and down. Jongdae’s hands found their way to his chest in a desperate attempt to support himself.
Both men moaned almost immediately at the contact. With how Yifan was reaching deeper into him with this position, Jongdae knew it was futile to try and keep his mind clear at this moment. More filthy sounds were pulled from his mouth, and his guilt was temporarily forgotten as the only thing he could focus on was the pleasure he was getting from this. He kept his eyes shut, not willing to look at Yifan, at the person whom he was not supposed to be feeling this much lust towards.
“Kitten, look at me.” Yifan said with a tender voice.
But Jongdae didn't budge, instead he let his head roll back, his moans getting even louder. He was nearing his release, and he knew that he would have to initiate a second round, as reluctant as he was.
“Jongdae, kitty, please,” Yifan said again. “I want you to enjoy this as much as I do.”
If Jongdae didn't know better he might have thought the other really felt something for him. But before he could think further, Yifan gave a squeeze to his neglected member, making his eyes shoot open from the sudden touch. He felt his arms give way, falling forward onto Yifan’s chest.
The older immediately took the chance to wrap his other arm around Jongdae’s torso while he continued pumping his dick. Yifan flipped them again, so that he was on top once more, pounding into Jongdae with renewed vigour, making the younger writhe under him.
“Ah, Yifan!” Jongdae moaned out.
“Yes kitten, that's right. Moan for me, come for me.” Yifan said, already quite close to his own climax. “You try to resist so much, when in reality this is heaven for you as well. I can tell by the way you're swallowing my cock, so eager to please me.” Jongdae felt himself shiver with the dirty words that Yifan whispered to him.
He then sped up his thrusts, and soon only Jongdae’s moans were heard over everything else. Yifan came first, buried balls deep into Jongdae’s hole, releasing his load into the younger. Feeling the warm spurts of Yifan’s semen brought Jongdae even closer to orgasm, but he held himself together and tried to delay it for as long as possible.
But when Yifan pulled out and took Jongdae’s cock into his mouth, the younger couldn’t hold back any longer, releasing into his partner’s mouth with a scream. Yifan swallowed it all, before leaning in to lick up everything he didn’t manage to catch.
“That wasn't so bad now, was it?” Yifan asked, sounding very pleased with himself.
When Jongdae came down from his high, he realized he yet hadn't reached the actual goal that he set out to achieve. So when Yifan came eye to eye with him and was about to kiss him, Jongdae shoved the elder’s head back down to his crotch.
“I didn't even get to feel your skills fully, Yifan. I'm guessing you’re not tired yet, are you?” Jongdae said as seductively as he could, implying all the possibilities the night ahead could offer. The other stared at the man under him, this 180° change in his kitten making him even more eager to take him once again.
Before long, Yifan was back between Jongdae’s legs, sucking on Jongdae’s cock, alternating between licking the veins and stroking his balls. By the time he got the other’s cock standing fully, Jongdae was already moaning loudly without restriction - he was always vocal during sex, and this time hopefully it would play in his favour.
“Yifan! I'm home!” An angelic voice suddenly rang out.
Jongdae had clearly heard the third person, in fact, that was all he had been waiting for since the night began. To his luck, Yifan was still so lost in pleasuring him that he wasn’t paying any attention to his surroundings.
In that instant, Jongdae formed an idea to make the scene even worse for the coming person. Pulling his cock out of Yifan’s mouth, he got on his hands and knees, giving Yifan an unobstructed view of his hole. “Rim me, Yifan.” Reaching back to spread his cheeks further, he moaned needily to entice the other. “Please, I need your tongue now.” His moans get even louder on purpose when Yifan gives in, tongue going deep into his hole.
“Yifan? Are you there?” The person seems to have finally found them in their bedroom, and Jongdae sees the door open slightly. He knows this is his chance to make the scene as clear as possible, so the person would have no choice but to believe what was happening.
“Yifan, ah! Yifan, so good. So good...” Jongdae moaned.
“Why weren't you this eager before, kitty cat?” Kris grinned, not knowing that he was digging his own grave.
“Before? Yifan what are you doing there?”
Suddenly the lights came on, exposing the both of them, Yifan’s face still buried in the other’s ass and Jongdae moaning out.
“Joonmyeon...” Yifan finally noticed the presence of the other. Jongdae actually wondered if someone could fade down so much while having sex. But he wouldn't complain, this actually helped the matter a lot.
“Let me guess. You can explain? Why don't I give it a try then? Apparently you picked yourself a nice cheap prostitute to fuck with and cheat with on your own husband?” Joonmyeon spat. His face was scrunched up in anger and he had his hands on his hips, and honestly no one could blame him.
“Hey!” Jongdae spit back, he knew he was no innocent lamb but still the other had no right to call him a cheap prostitute. If he would really work as one he would be quite expensive, if he might say so himself.
Yifan finally stood up, grabbing the blanket and taking it along with him, leaving Jongdae completely exposed in favour of covering himself.
The younger turned around and let his body fall to the bed, hand slowly travelling to his still-hard cock. Although his work here was done, so to say, Yifan had left him aching and needy between his legs, and he wasn’t about to risk going on public transport with a raging boner. Closing his eyes, he started jerking himself off, disregarding the couple that had begun to argue in the room.
“Yifan I can't believe you would do this to me! Was I not enough?” He could hear Joonmyeon ask, enraged.
“No, dear it's just, I-”
“Don't! Oh my god- is he seriously jerking himself of right now?!”
“Let's go out.” Jongdae could see Yifan slowly guiding the other out, hand caressing his face.
“No! You command him out this instant!”
“Joonmyeon, let's just-” Yifan tried again, only to be shut up by Joonmyeon.
Already quite strung up by Yifan’s ministrations, Jongdae found himself coming in no time, finishing on his hands with a loud moan making both men turn around. He stood up without bothering to clean up and walked towards Yifan, sticking his still dirty-with-cum finger into the elder’s mouth, smearing the rest on his face in the process. He could see Joonmyeon’s jaw drop next to Yifan, but at that point he really didn’t care - he just wanted to stick it to Yifan.
“Hope you enjoyed your time.” He said curtly to Yifan, while sending an apologetic glance to Joonmyeon. He honestly felt sorry for the innocent man, he was the one who didn't fit this whole scene yet the one who got hurt the most.
Walking over to the living room where most of his clothes were haphazardly discarded in their previous haste to undress, he quickly dressed himself after cleaning his cum on Kris’ shirt. Even in the hall he could still here the couple arguing, with Yifan’s pleading and Joonmyeon’s angry shouts. Jongdae caught something along the lines of how could you cheat on me with something like that and while he felt indignant at being insulted like an object, he also knew he deserved it. He popped his head back in the room, disrupting their argument once again.
“One last thing, Yifan. Don't you ever call me kitty cat again.” Satisfied with the silence he got from the elder man, he turned and then left the apartment.
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