Fic: Stepping Out [1/2]
Title: Stepping Out (1/2)
Band: B.A.P
Pairing: HimDaejong
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Infidelity, BDSM. AU
Summary: Kim Himchan has a secret.
Notes: This got a bit more complicated and longer than originally intended.
[Part l]
Kim Himchan was a workaholic.
Nine to five, Monday to Friday, Himchan dedicated himself to being the CEO of a major corporation.
He was a strong but confident man, with looks that made people look twice and a tongue sharp enough to cut. He was a force to be reckoned with, yet a pillar of self-control.
But Kim Himchan had a dark secret.
His name was Jung Daehyun.
"..I'll see you tonight, then."
Himchan punched out at exactly five oclock that evening, just as he did every other day. However, instead of heading home as he always did, the young businessman took a detour to a well-known hotel.
He knocked three times on room forty-two hundred (Executive Suite) and Daehyun opened the door with a smirk and nothing but a long shirt on that just brushed his thighs.
"Have you been a naughty boy, Himchan?"
Himchan didn't have a chance to reply as he was yanked inside the room by the tie.
Daehyun wasn't the typical pretty boy.
With thick lips, large eyes, and a honey voice, he could charm the pants off of anyone he set his attention on.
But that wasn't the reason Himchan has come to see him every Thursday night for the last two months.
With his fingers laced in the older man's hair, Daehyun kissed him to within an inch of his life as he spun them around and forced him back through the sitting area to the master bedroom.
"I've got a surprise for you," Daehyun purred, shoving the older man down on the bed. "Do you want it?"
Himchan nodded. "Yes," He replied, and then bit back a moan when Daehyun slapped his thigh, hard. "I didn't say you could say anything, Himchannie~" He sing songed.
Straddling his hips, Daehyun pulled Himchan into another messy kiss as he made quick work of the older man's tie and shirt, nearly ripping them off his back. Casting them aside, Daehyun pushed Himchan back and slid down his body to the floor, his deft fingers working the belt and buttons loose.
Himchan was already half hard, and Daehyun tsked as he pulled down his pants. "Impatient," He murmured, turning and sinking his teeth into the thick thigh beside his face.
Himchan's gasping moan went straight to the younger boy's cock, but he knew better than to give in so soon. With Himchan now in only his boxers, Daehyun rolled to his feet and glared down at him.
"Get in the center of the bed, on your back, whore."
Himchan moved to do so, though his pace was slow and Daehyun reached out to land a hard slap to the older man's side this time. "When I say move, you move!"
Himchan nodded, his ribs already turning a bit pink from the blow. That was one thing that Daehyun had always admired about him - His pale skin hid nothing of what he inflicted upon it, and the older man seemed to thrive on that.
Once Himchan was situated properly, Daehyun climbed onto the bed and over him, pulling down a set of wrist cuffs from the headboard. He secured them around Himchan's wrists with buckles, and then grabbed the ball gag laying on the bedside table. "Open wide, Himchannie~"
Himchan parted his lips and made a soft sound as the gag was buckled behind his head. A harsh yank on his hair was his reward. Daehyun's eyes glittered as he stared down at the older man intently. "Scream all you want, pain slut, no one's going to hear you.."
Himchan groaned as Daehyun's fingers moved downward to pull and twist his nipples, making his hips begin to buck up against thin air. Daehyun ignored him, shifting down his body and raking his nails down Himchan's chest, leaving ten, long, red welts from his collar bones to his waist. Himchan’s face was nearly as red as the quickly raising marks.
This was harsher than Daehyun had ever been with him, but he fucking loved it.
Daehyun hummed as he shifted back further to sit between Himchan’s legs. “How are you doing, Himchannie?” He asked, patting his thighs. Himchan hummed and nodded, spreading his legs wider in answer.
Daehyun smirked. “Good boy.”
Without another word, he got up from the bed.
Himchan watched him, confused. Daehyunnie?
The boy in question turned and licked his lips as he sat on the edge of the bed. “Remember I said I had a surprise for you?” Himchan nodded, watching as the younger tilted his head.
“Well it isn’t so much an it, as a who. Jonguppie?”
Himchan’s eyes widened to the point of pain as the door to the bathroom opened.
Jongup?!
He watched as his lover walked into the room, and if it weren’t for the gag already in his mouth, Himchan’s jaw would have dropped.
Jongup was only wearing a pair of tight fitting leather pants, his sculpted abs on display and shifting with each movement he made. Himchan was still in shock as he watched the youngest yank Daehyun up by the shirt and kiss him hard.
What. The. Fuck.
Himchan’s mind was completely blown.
Jongup growled against Daehyun’s mouth, and Himchan watched as the boy nearly melted on his feet.
Daehyun was breathless when Jongup let him go, and he turned with a smirk aimed at Himchan.
“Did I ever mention I was horrible with secrets?”
Himchan stared up at them in a mix of anger and fear.
Jongup’s smirk was dark as he murmured.
“You’ve been a really bad boy, Himchannie..”
Himchan tried to say something, anything, but the ball in his mouth was muffling his effort quite well, and Jongup was having nothing of it.
“Oh, you don’t have to say anything, baby. Daehyunnie here has told me everything.”
With his hand still curled in the fabric of the thin shirt, Jongup threw Daehyun at the bed. Himchan watched as he crawled onto it with a smile, and then his eyes flew back to Jongup, who was quickly advancing behind the taller male.
Himchan wondered if maybe he had somehow fallen into a very twisted dream. This was not Jongup, his sweet and docile lover. This was not the man he went home to every night.
This was not the man he had gone to Daehyun for, because he was too afraid to ask for something more.
And so he could only stare as Jongup settled in behind Daehyun, who kneeled over him, with that dark smirk still on his lips.
“Daehyunnie’s told me so many things about you, Himchan,” Jongup murmured, sliding his hands up the brunette’s firm thighs. “Your likes and dislikes,” He flipped up the bottom of the shirt, and shoved it up the older man’s back, “What makes you scream the most and what doesn’t… He also told me..” Jongup caressed the soft skin of Daehyun’s back and smirked when it made him shiver.
“That you never went all the way with him. Not once.”
Himchan immediately nodded, his hands pulling uselessly at the restraints.
But Jongup wasn’t finished. His hand slid lower until one of his fingers was sliding over Daehyun’s bare entrance.
“I guess I should be happy about that. But the truth is, I’m not.”
His eyes never leaving Himchan’s, Jongup pushed two fingers inside of Daehyun, unflinching when it made the brunette moan and clench his fists in the blanket beside Himchan’s hips. From the ease with which he began to scissor his fingers, Himchan had to guess that Daehyun was already prepared.. Or that he was even more of a masochist than Himchan was.
He was unable to look at the man practically in his lap right now though, because Jongup’s gaze was still steely as it bored into his own. “I am your lover. We’re supposed to trust each other. Did you think I couldn’t handle it?”
Daehyun let out a soft whine as a third finger slid in to join the other two, and it took everything in him not to bury his face in Himchan’s stomach.
The man in question shook his head, fists clenching above his head as his eyes began to water. He loved Jongup more than anything, and maybe it was that which made him try to keep this part of himself a secret, or maybe he was just worried about being rejected. Either way, he could only watch as the man he had been dating for nearly four years curled his fingers in Daehyun’s ass, making him cry out in a way that had Himchan’s toes curling.
As terrified and guilty as he felt, he couldn’t deny that watching his usually quiet and submissive lover be so dominant was also a really big turn on.
(Was maybe what he had imagined all along.)
“Well whatever was going through that thick, selfish head of yours, now you’re going to feel exactly what I’ve felt for the last two months.”
Taking his fingers away from Daehyun, Jongup wiped them on the comforter and reached for the bottle of lube on the nightstand, as well as a small square packet. He dropped them on the bed as he stood to rid himself of his pants, and then crawled right back into place to continue what he started.
He grabbed the packet first, ripping it open with his teeth and rolled the condom down over his cock, quickly squirting some lube over it to get it nice and slick. Once he was ready, he grabbed a hold of Daehyun’s hip to steady him, his other hand guiding himself in until the head was inside.
Then, with a snap of his hips, he buried the rest of himself deep inside Daehyun.
Daehyun let out a choked moan, the muscles throughout his body flexing and relaxing as he tried to get used to the intrusion. Jongup at least was kind enough to give him a moment, hands once more caressing the older boy’s flesh as he moved them over his back and thighs, leaning down to press kisses over his spine.
Then he wrenched Daehyun’s thighs apart, just to hear him keen. Himchan felt heat sizzle down his spine.
“So tell me, Himchan. How’s it feel to watch your lover be with someone else?”
[ Part ll]
Band: B.A.P
Pairing: HimDaejong
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Infidelity, BDSM. AU
Summary: Kim Himchan has a secret.
Notes: This got a bit more complicated and longer than originally intended.
[Part l]
Kim Himchan was a workaholic.
Nine to five, Monday to Friday, Himchan dedicated himself to being the CEO of a major corporation.
He was a strong but confident man, with looks that made people look twice and a tongue sharp enough to cut. He was a force to be reckoned with, yet a pillar of self-control.
But Kim Himchan had a dark secret.
His name was Jung Daehyun.
"..I'll see you tonight, then."
Himchan punched out at exactly five oclock that evening, just as he did every other day. However, instead of heading home as he always did, the young businessman took a detour to a well-known hotel.
He knocked three times on room forty-two hundred (Executive Suite) and Daehyun opened the door with a smirk and nothing but a long shirt on that just brushed his thighs.
"Have you been a naughty boy, Himchan?"
Himchan didn't have a chance to reply as he was yanked inside the room by the tie.
Daehyun wasn't the typical pretty boy.
With thick lips, large eyes, and a honey voice, he could charm the pants off of anyone he set his attention on.
But that wasn't the reason Himchan has come to see him every Thursday night for the last two months.
With his fingers laced in the older man's hair, Daehyun kissed him to within an inch of his life as he spun them around and forced him back through the sitting area to the master bedroom.
"I've got a surprise for you," Daehyun purred, shoving the older man down on the bed. "Do you want it?"
Himchan nodded. "Yes," He replied, and then bit back a moan when Daehyun slapped his thigh, hard. "I didn't say you could say anything, Himchannie~" He sing songed.
Straddling his hips, Daehyun pulled Himchan into another messy kiss as he made quick work of the older man's tie and shirt, nearly ripping them off his back. Casting them aside, Daehyun pushed Himchan back and slid down his body to the floor, his deft fingers working the belt and buttons loose.
Himchan was already half hard, and Daehyun tsked as he pulled down his pants. "Impatient," He murmured, turning and sinking his teeth into the thick thigh beside his face.
Himchan's gasping moan went straight to the younger boy's cock, but he knew better than to give in so soon. With Himchan now in only his boxers, Daehyun rolled to his feet and glared down at him.
"Get in the center of the bed, on your back, whore."
Himchan moved to do so, though his pace was slow and Daehyun reached out to land a hard slap to the older man's side this time. "When I say move, you move!"
Himchan nodded, his ribs already turning a bit pink from the blow. That was one thing that Daehyun had always admired about him - His pale skin hid nothing of what he inflicted upon it, and the older man seemed to thrive on that.
Once Himchan was situated properly, Daehyun climbed onto the bed and over him, pulling down a set of wrist cuffs from the headboard. He secured them around Himchan's wrists with buckles, and then grabbed the ball gag laying on the bedside table. "Open wide, Himchannie~"
Himchan parted his lips and made a soft sound as the gag was buckled behind his head. A harsh yank on his hair was his reward. Daehyun's eyes glittered as he stared down at the older man intently. "Scream all you want, pain slut, no one's going to hear you.."
Himchan groaned as Daehyun's fingers moved downward to pull and twist his nipples, making his hips begin to buck up against thin air. Daehyun ignored him, shifting down his body and raking his nails down Himchan's chest, leaving ten, long, red welts from his collar bones to his waist. Himchan’s face was nearly as red as the quickly raising marks.
This was harsher than Daehyun had ever been with him, but he fucking loved it.
Daehyun hummed as he shifted back further to sit between Himchan’s legs. “How are you doing, Himchannie?” He asked, patting his thighs. Himchan hummed and nodded, spreading his legs wider in answer.
Daehyun smirked. “Good boy.”
Without another word, he got up from the bed.
Himchan watched him, confused. Daehyunnie?
The boy in question turned and licked his lips as he sat on the edge of the bed. “Remember I said I had a surprise for you?” Himchan nodded, watching as the younger tilted his head.
“Well it isn’t so much an it, as a who. Jonguppie?”
Himchan’s eyes widened to the point of pain as the door to the bathroom opened.
Jongup?!
He watched as his lover walked into the room, and if it weren’t for the gag already in his mouth, Himchan’s jaw would have dropped.
Jongup was only wearing a pair of tight fitting leather pants, his sculpted abs on display and shifting with each movement he made. Himchan was still in shock as he watched the youngest yank Daehyun up by the shirt and kiss him hard.
What. The. Fuck.
Himchan’s mind was completely blown.
Jongup growled against Daehyun’s mouth, and Himchan watched as the boy nearly melted on his feet.
Daehyun was breathless when Jongup let him go, and he turned with a smirk aimed at Himchan.
“Did I ever mention I was horrible with secrets?”
Himchan stared up at them in a mix of anger and fear.
Jongup’s smirk was dark as he murmured.
“You’ve been a really bad boy, Himchannie..”
Himchan tried to say something, anything, but the ball in his mouth was muffling his effort quite well, and Jongup was having nothing of it.
“Oh, you don’t have to say anything, baby. Daehyunnie here has told me everything.”
With his hand still curled in the fabric of the thin shirt, Jongup threw Daehyun at the bed. Himchan watched as he crawled onto it with a smile, and then his eyes flew back to Jongup, who was quickly advancing behind the taller male.
Himchan wondered if maybe he had somehow fallen into a very twisted dream. This was not Jongup, his sweet and docile lover. This was not the man he went home to every night.
This was not the man he had gone to Daehyun for, because he was too afraid to ask for something more.
And so he could only stare as Jongup settled in behind Daehyun, who kneeled over him, with that dark smirk still on his lips.
“Daehyunnie’s told me so many things about you, Himchan,” Jongup murmured, sliding his hands up the brunette’s firm thighs. “Your likes and dislikes,” He flipped up the bottom of the shirt, and shoved it up the older man’s back, “What makes you scream the most and what doesn’t… He also told me..” Jongup caressed the soft skin of Daehyun’s back and smirked when it made him shiver.
“That you never went all the way with him. Not once.”
Himchan immediately nodded, his hands pulling uselessly at the restraints.
But Jongup wasn’t finished. His hand slid lower until one of his fingers was sliding over Daehyun’s bare entrance.
“I guess I should be happy about that. But the truth is, I’m not.”
His eyes never leaving Himchan’s, Jongup pushed two fingers inside of Daehyun, unflinching when it made the brunette moan and clench his fists in the blanket beside Himchan’s hips. From the ease with which he began to scissor his fingers, Himchan had to guess that Daehyun was already prepared.. Or that he was even more of a masochist than Himchan was.
He was unable to look at the man practically in his lap right now though, because Jongup’s gaze was still steely as it bored into his own. “I am your lover. We’re supposed to trust each other. Did you think I couldn’t handle it?”
Daehyun let out a soft whine as a third finger slid in to join the other two, and it took everything in him not to bury his face in Himchan’s stomach.
The man in question shook his head, fists clenching above his head as his eyes began to water. He loved Jongup more than anything, and maybe it was that which made him try to keep this part of himself a secret, or maybe he was just worried about being rejected. Either way, he could only watch as the man he had been dating for nearly four years curled his fingers in Daehyun’s ass, making him cry out in a way that had Himchan’s toes curling.
As terrified and guilty as he felt, he couldn’t deny that watching his usually quiet and submissive lover be so dominant was also a really big turn on.
(Was maybe what he had imagined all along.)
“Well whatever was going through that thick, selfish head of yours, now you’re going to feel exactly what I’ve felt for the last two months.”
Taking his fingers away from Daehyun, Jongup wiped them on the comforter and reached for the bottle of lube on the nightstand, as well as a small square packet. He dropped them on the bed as he stood to rid himself of his pants, and then crawled right back into place to continue what he started.
He grabbed the packet first, ripping it open with his teeth and rolled the condom down over his cock, quickly squirting some lube over it to get it nice and slick. Once he was ready, he grabbed a hold of Daehyun’s hip to steady him, his other hand guiding himself in until the head was inside.
Then, with a snap of his hips, he buried the rest of himself deep inside Daehyun.
Daehyun let out a choked moan, the muscles throughout his body flexing and relaxing as he tried to get used to the intrusion. Jongup at least was kind enough to give him a moment, hands once more caressing the older boy’s flesh as he moved them over his back and thighs, leaning down to press kisses over his spine.
Then he wrenched Daehyun’s thighs apart, just to hear him keen. Himchan felt heat sizzle down his spine.
“So tell me, Himchan. How’s it feel to watch your lover be with someone else?”
[ Part ll]