Behind the Sex - Chapter 8
Title: Behind the Sex
Fandom(s) : U-KISS
Pairing(s): KeMaru
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, Romance
Warnings: Awful!English
Author's Notes: My second NaNoWriMo, and a rather bold decision, if I might say :)! Hopefully doesn't contain too much inaccuracies, and if it does, please ignore it? >_>?
Prologue :: Chapter 1 :: Chapter 2 :: Chapter 3 :: Chapter 4 :: Chapter 5 :: Chapter 6 :: Chapter 7
Kibum wasn’t quite sure if his resistance to touches has dropped. He stopped touching himself ever since Kevin came into the picture, thinking sex with the younger man was enough, but Kibum realised he could no longer control his subtle writhing. Should he let nature take its course, or start masturbating once more? Would there be a point, since Kibum already saw all of Kevin’s futile (or not fully futile) attempts?
His train of thoughts were too easily cut off when Kevin suddenly pounced on him, legs easily wrapping about his waist and body leaning against Kibum’s chest. Kibum instinctively hugged Kevin’s body close, afraid the younger might fall off if he didn’t hold on tighter.
“Missed me?” Kevin cheekily asked, lowering himself so their eyes were at the same level, locked.
Kibum chuckled, gently kissing the tip of Kevin’s nose. The affectionate but mild act made them look like a very attractive gay couple in a passer-by’s point of view. No one would realise their actions came about due to a trade involving money, not love. “Maybe.”
Kevin pouted cutely, kissing Kibum “accidentally” with his jutted out lips. “Cruel. My heart is broken with your cruel, cruel words.”
“How do I fix it?” Kibum smiled tenderly, nuzzling his nose against Kevin’s as he moved towards the lift. The receptionist must be fuming right then, and a few customers probably disgusted, but Kibum didn’t feel like caring. He wanted Kevin’s adorable replies, the childish tone and the kissable pout right then. He wanted to show off to the world that this man was in his arms right then.
Silly, Kibum chuckled, but also addictive.
“Fuck me.” Kevin vulgarly whispered, licking the earlobe of Kibum’s ear gently, leaving a tingling feeling. He ignored the horrified look a middle-aged couple in the same lift gave him, rolling his eyes even. Such stares were too often thrown his way due to his job. Why should he please those that didn’t pay him, anyway? So what if they didn’t like his actions? He does this for a living.
With the limited movements he can do while Kibum was carrying him, Kevin then mewled softly while grinding against Kibum’s body. Smirking when the couple hurriedly scampered out of the lift at their floor, Kevin let out an abrupt yelp when he felt a tight squeeze at his bottom.
“Bad boy.” Kibum hummed, while Kevin brought their faces together once more with one of his hands. Kevin then leaned forward and kissed Kibum with progressive passion, about to let Kibum’s tongue enter his mouth when the lift stopped at their floor.
Pulling away at the same time, Kevin leaned against Kibum’s shoulder and tried not to show that he was already, breathing heavily for air. He was still horrible at kissing, that he admit.
Kibum took joy in Kevin’s shy response, the only time he could see the younger back down even if it was almost unnoticeable. Carrying Kevin effortlessly towards the room that was especially far away today, he then unlocked the door with practised ease, deciding to place the card in the card holder, to observe Kevin’s body in its full glory.
It seemed to be that their minds linked well, way too well. They never had a proper sequence for the sexual acts, and some foreplays took a larger portion of time than the other, but they were never fixed. Kibum sometimes liked the feeling of fabric between their warm bodies. Kevin sometimes liked to get to the foreplay quickly. Yet it was somehow, always, that they thought alike, that the two of them went at the pace the other one silently wanted.
Kibum and Kevin took the floor today, rolling around on the carpeted ground. It was somewhat hard, but also a lot firmer than the mattress that had their bodies easily sunk in. It was a game to see who got warmer first, Kevin deduced, to see who couldn’t stand the heat and then stripped himself. It was a game to see who got harder first, Kibum chuckled, to see who was the first to whine for attention to be directed at their growing bulge.
Their hands roamed around the other’s body, Kibum gaining an upper hand by being under Kevin, ironically. The younger had to support himself with a hand at least to give his other hand space to tease Kibum’s hidden length, while Kibum fully made use of the space Kevin created and slipped his hand under Kevin’s loose shirt that exposed his skin due to gravity.
“Cheater.” Kevin softly whimpered, hand losing strength as he threw his head back, half trying to seduce Kibum with his act. A needy moan escaped his lips, before he dropped his head back down to watch Kibum with his lidded eyes.
Kibum grabbed hold of Kevin’s collar suddenly and wringed him downwards, nibbling on the younger’s lower lip before switching their positions. “How about now?”
“Better…” Kevin bit his lower lip with a coy smile, fingers purposefully walking on Kibum’s stomach down to the hidden length. Kibum didn’t stop smiling, a finger stroking the exposed pale neck. It looked a lot more innocent than Kevin’s advances, but was similar in terms of how spine-chilling the action was.
How the shudders wouldn’t stop causing their body to wriggle in delight.
They wouldn’t have moved on if Kibum didn’t strip Kevin, because Kevin wouldn’t surrender first. He would hold till the end, trusting himself to be able to hold at least that long. He had been in this job for years, Kevin smugly thought. Of course Kibum couldn’t win him.
Naked bodies pressed together as if in search of warmth and comfort, Kibum supported himself with his forearms parallel to the floor, closing up the distance previously between them. A smirk tugged on Kevin’s lips, grinding skilfully and managing to accurately rub their erections together every single time. Only that he seemed to be the one buckling his hips for more contact, more friction, more.
It looked rather uncomfortable to do whatever they were doing on the floor, Kibum noticed, considerately picking up Kevin’s body and then bringing them both up to the bed. He landed first on the bed, with Kevin on him, tired to do any more of the initiating.
And then Kevin had to tempt him with those lips. Kibum hummed lowly, hand sliding down Kevin’s smooth back as their tongues met. The gentle tackles from Kevin’s tongue, probably because the younger could tell that he was rather worn out. Kevin shifted to the corner of Kibum’s lips while retracting his tongue, then placing a few short kisses down to Kibum’s chin.
Eyes watching Kibum’s unfocused ones as he raised himself, Kevin sighed softly.
Holding onto Kibum’s erection and then guiding it to his own entrance, he rocked himself as if he was masturbating to a sex toy. Why did it seem like he was the only one doing everything when he had sex with Kibum? Like a non-living thing, Kibum wasn’t responding. Or at least, not as much as a normal human being should be responding.
Gaining momentum and then speed, Kevin panted heavily to each pound, hands clutching onto the bed sheets as if to help make sure he doesn’t pull out too far that he couldn’t bring himself in again. Perspiration soon formed, especially at the sides of his face, efforts clear in anyone’s eyes if they could witness such a scene. He bit his lower lip and forced himself to move faster, harder, to bring Kibum’s erection into him deeper, and Kibum was seriously feeling a little apologetic to the younger man.
He couldn’t even find the energy in him to even moan slightly, only silently watching Kevin move further, then closer and then further away from him.
Today, Kevin wasn’t going to give up so easily as he did the previous times. He had prepared himself mentally the kind of reactions he will get, and he was going brave through all of them. Even if Kibum looked close to a dead log right now.
Using every ounce of strength in him to clench tightly around Kibum, because the older might be aroused by the friction like he did, Kevin screamed out in pleasure as Kibum came in him some moments later, the load shot straight for his much abused prostrate. Kibum didn’t even sigh today, only calmly looking back into Kevin’s hooded eyes.
Kibum then gently pushed Kevin’s body away, also pulling out of the younger in the process. Rolling Kevin to the space beside him, he took in a deep breath and let it out. He might be having sex with Kevin close to daily, but it was still rather energy-draining, especially since the both of them have no problem extending the time needed to reach their climaxes. In fact, Kevin hadn’t even reached his own yet.
A minute, Kibum mentally told himself, give him a minute and he would solve Kevin’s problem.
Kevin crawled over Kibum’s body that glistened with sweat, kissing the other gently. Fatigue was burning his eyes, but the urge to make Kibum want him burned stronger in him. “Another round?”
“No, I’m tired.” Kibum smiled faintly, an arm wrapped around Kevin’s waist. “You’re especially active today, it seems.”
Kevin shook his head with an inaudible sigh at this nonchalant reaction, gasping when Kibum reached for the neglected erection. It was too sudden, Kevin lamented, wriggling violently while Kibum massaged his stiff member. He clutched tightly onto Kibum’s arms, face contorted in a painful pleasure, moans between screams and pants.
Kibum chuckled, the other arm then sliding up Kevin’s spine, before guiding the younger’s lips to his own. He liked the way muffled noises were transmitted straight from Kevin’s mouth into his own. The slight vibration, the unconscious tongue roaming in his own mouth, Kibum smiled into the kiss, stroking only the tip of Kevin’s reaction.
“Argh…” Kevin faintly whined, fingernails digging into the arms he was clutching onto. He crashed both their lips together a lot rougher, his lower set of teeth colliding with Kibum’s upper set, then grinding them together while the older licked his bottom lip. The younger was easily a pile of goo with the gentle ministrations, blaming his erection for throbbing in want in the larger, warmer hand of Kibum’s.
A loud cry alerted Kibum that the sudden wet feeling in his hands were Kevin’s release.
Embarrassed, Kevin quickly rolled off the older man, looking worriedly at Kibum’s response. The older man only curiously stared at the cum in his hands, unexpectedly interested in such a…thing.
“I’ll clean it off!” Kevin quickly said, hand reached out across Kibum when the other grabbed his wrist and placed it back to his side. “I-”
Kibum pressed a finger of his clean hand to Kevin’s lips, smiling softly. Kevin then watched, horrified when Kibum raised his hand and watched the thick load slowly made a trail down those fingers. Kibum brought it closer towards his nose, as if wanting to take a whiff.
Kevin screamed, hands frantically flailing for Kibum’s own one to wipe it off. He had swallowed too many men’s release to know that his was probably a mixed taste of bitterness and saltiness, rather concentrated and rather hard to swallow. No, he didn’t want Kibum to build that on his otherwise, probable, perfect impression. Whatever symmetry in the body, which was probably a good thing anyway.
The cum probably didn’t smell good either, but Kevin didn’t bother sniffing anyone’s one, thus never knowing. Yet why was Kibum doing such a weird thing, observing his cum and then smelling it? Was he out to embarrass Kevin or something?
Fortunately, he had caught Kibum’s hand. And Kibum didn’t pry his hands away, only obediently following when Kevin hurried to the toilet with his hand in his two smaller ones. The younger turned on the tap and let the water run for a while, probably to let the water turn from its previous hot temperature to something cooler, before placing Kibum’s hand right underneath the source.
Kevin was scrubbing rather coarsely, starting to scrub harder and harder, mind drifting away from his current situation to think of how to make Kibum like everyone else. Something he was used to, because he cannot imagine another customer actually bringing Kevin’s own cum to their eyes and then inhaling the…repulsive smell.
Kibum chuckled internally, watching Kevin frown gently at his hand via the mirror. The way Kevin was washing his hands seemed to be causing the dead skin to surface, the friction causing Kibum to feel slightly warmer under the cool tap water. The older man leaned closer, then pressing a kiss against the younger’s cheek.
He was just so cute, concentrating like that, Kibum smiled softly.
Kevin paused and then turned off the tap, smiling as he released his hold on Kibum’s hand and instead circled both of his own arms around Kibum’s neck. Kibum returned the smile and hugged Kevin’s waist naturally, waiting for a move from the younger.
“Want another go?”
Kibum kept silent, hoisting Kevin off the ground almost effortlessly, the both going back to the bed. Eyes not once shifting from the locked gaze, he carefully laid Kevin down, and Kevin could almost smirk in victory.
“Nah, pretty worn out.” Kibum easily dashed all his hopes, unhooking Kevin’s arms from around him. He then fell flat onto the bed, tiredly pushing himself higher to rest his head comfortably on the pillow.
Kevin pouted at the lack of attention, ideas sprouting out from his mind again. A cheeky smile formed, along with a nod Kibum couldn’t see. “You can just rest.”
I’ll see how you sleep through this, Kevin smirked evilly, positioning himself.
Kibum smiled faintly, feeling warmth engulf his member once more. Kevin really didn’t know how to give up. If he was slightly more energetic, he would have played on with Kevin. But there had been a presentation he rushed out through dawn, because he lost a lot of the time that he usually left aside for homework since he met Kevin, and thus was rather worn out by the sex and the workload he had to complete in the most insane period of the day.
Kevin tirelessly traced patterns up Kibum’s length with his tongue, then grazing the bottom side of the member with his teeth, feeling Kibum shift slightly. He checked Kibum’s expression, which was rather serene actually, eyes shut close in fatigue, not pleasure.
He pulled back and gently kissed the growing erection instead, following the trail of saliva he had left, then slightly blowing the throbbing member. Kevin, slowly infuriated, was starting to blow till the point where the strength of the warm breeze faintly rocked the length back and forth, brushing across Kevin’s lips. Pre-cum leaking from the erection was probably the only response he got, but Kevin wasn’t going to give up just yet.
The younger, conscious man then nibbled on the skin, tugging gently with his teeth before releasing it. Kibum shifted slightly, rather satisfactory a reaction to Kevin, while groaning almost inaudibly. Kevin then sucked the pre-cum off Kibum’s erection and tilted his head slightly to give him more access to the base of the older man’s length. Lapping against the base with his tongue, Kevin felt Kibum’s thighs press closer against his head.
Weird, Kevin thought. Kibum was more responsive when sleeping.
Teasing until Kibum’s erection was throbbing so violently in desire, so much that Kevin could even feel it when he pressed sloppy kisses on the length, Kevin then took in the wet member into his mouth. Kevin never really liked taking in anyone’s erection till the point that he would gag, but he knew from some experiences that it actually turns men on a lot more effectively. So he did, for Kibum, pushing himself further in and forcing himself to swallow the pre-cum that dripped down his throat.
The movement at the back of his throat might have tickled the head of Kibum’s erection, the patron reaching a hand down to Kevin’s head and tugged mindlessly, a little limply, as if an unconscious movement.
Kevin smirked, deciding that it was a positive response, then pulling himself backwards while sucking obscenely. As the tip of Kibum’s erection prodded his little mouth once more, he surged forth once more, the sudden jerk causing him to cough. Kibum frowned gently, the vibrations causing his member to twitch, erection to stiffen if it was even possible.
Kibum was slipping in and out of consciousness actually, unsure of whether he was dreaming of Kevin again or that he was feeling Kevin’s presence with him in reality.
As Kevin soothed the itch in his throat, he hollowed his cheeks once more and pulled his head back, sucking with so much force that when Kibum’s erection left his mouth, a soft “pop” could be heard. Faster, Kevin reminded himself, feeling his head shutting down. He also had his limits, obviously, and he better finish his job before going to bed. Taking in Kibum’s length for the last time and deciding not to pull back out all the way until the older man released, Kevin bobbed his head back and forth, stroking the areas of the length he couldn’t fit into his mouth at the pace.
It was rather sudden a release, when Kevin was about to cry at the time Kibum’s erection was taking to come. The cum filled his mouth, causing Kevin to quickly pull out and slowly swallow whatever he could, eyes wandering to Kibum’s face.
That jerk, Kevin growled. Kibum was already sleeping peacefully, chest rising and falling at a insanely steady rhythm.
Grabbing his clothes and then messily wearing them, the younger angrily stomped off, not bothering about the wallet that was left on the floor. It contained his payment Kibum had prepared, but he didn’t want it.
That five million eight hundred and two thousand won was nothing that could comfort him to feel better about the way Kibum was treating him - it was as if he was worth nothing, nothing at all.
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Angst, angst, angst :3.
It's the first time Kevin doesn't want money :O. Which means he just had free sex with Kibum, if you guys haven't realised ;)
Fandom(s) : U-KISS
Pairing(s): KeMaru
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, Romance
Warnings: Awful!English
Author's Notes: My second NaNoWriMo, and a rather bold decision, if I might say :)! Hopefully doesn't contain too much inaccuracies, and if it does, please ignore it? >_>?
Prologue :: Chapter 1 :: Chapter 2 :: Chapter 3 :: Chapter 4 :: Chapter 5 :: Chapter 6 :: Chapter 7
Kibum wasn’t quite sure if his resistance to touches has dropped. He stopped touching himself ever since Kevin came into the picture, thinking sex with the younger man was enough, but Kibum realised he could no longer control his subtle writhing. Should he let nature take its course, or start masturbating once more? Would there be a point, since Kibum already saw all of Kevin’s futile (or not fully futile) attempts?
His train of thoughts were too easily cut off when Kevin suddenly pounced on him, legs easily wrapping about his waist and body leaning against Kibum’s chest. Kibum instinctively hugged Kevin’s body close, afraid the younger might fall off if he didn’t hold on tighter.
“Missed me?” Kevin cheekily asked, lowering himself so their eyes were at the same level, locked.
Kibum chuckled, gently kissing the tip of Kevin’s nose. The affectionate but mild act made them look like a very attractive gay couple in a passer-by’s point of view. No one would realise their actions came about due to a trade involving money, not love. “Maybe.”
Kevin pouted cutely, kissing Kibum “accidentally” with his jutted out lips. “Cruel. My heart is broken with your cruel, cruel words.”
“How do I fix it?” Kibum smiled tenderly, nuzzling his nose against Kevin’s as he moved towards the lift. The receptionist must be fuming right then, and a few customers probably disgusted, but Kibum didn’t feel like caring. He wanted Kevin’s adorable replies, the childish tone and the kissable pout right then. He wanted to show off to the world that this man was in his arms right then.
Silly, Kibum chuckled, but also addictive.
“Fuck me.” Kevin vulgarly whispered, licking the earlobe of Kibum’s ear gently, leaving a tingling feeling. He ignored the horrified look a middle-aged couple in the same lift gave him, rolling his eyes even. Such stares were too often thrown his way due to his job. Why should he please those that didn’t pay him, anyway? So what if they didn’t like his actions? He does this for a living.
With the limited movements he can do while Kibum was carrying him, Kevin then mewled softly while grinding against Kibum’s body. Smirking when the couple hurriedly scampered out of the lift at their floor, Kevin let out an abrupt yelp when he felt a tight squeeze at his bottom.
“Bad boy.” Kibum hummed, while Kevin brought their faces together once more with one of his hands. Kevin then leaned forward and kissed Kibum with progressive passion, about to let Kibum’s tongue enter his mouth when the lift stopped at their floor.
Pulling away at the same time, Kevin leaned against Kibum’s shoulder and tried not to show that he was already, breathing heavily for air. He was still horrible at kissing, that he admit.
Kibum took joy in Kevin’s shy response, the only time he could see the younger back down even if it was almost unnoticeable. Carrying Kevin effortlessly towards the room that was especially far away today, he then unlocked the door with practised ease, deciding to place the card in the card holder, to observe Kevin’s body in its full glory.
It seemed to be that their minds linked well, way too well. They never had a proper sequence for the sexual acts, and some foreplays took a larger portion of time than the other, but they were never fixed. Kibum sometimes liked the feeling of fabric between their warm bodies. Kevin sometimes liked to get to the foreplay quickly. Yet it was somehow, always, that they thought alike, that the two of them went at the pace the other one silently wanted.
Kibum and Kevin took the floor today, rolling around on the carpeted ground. It was somewhat hard, but also a lot firmer than the mattress that had their bodies easily sunk in. It was a game to see who got warmer first, Kevin deduced, to see who couldn’t stand the heat and then stripped himself. It was a game to see who got harder first, Kibum chuckled, to see who was the first to whine for attention to be directed at their growing bulge.
Their hands roamed around the other’s body, Kibum gaining an upper hand by being under Kevin, ironically. The younger had to support himself with a hand at least to give his other hand space to tease Kibum’s hidden length, while Kibum fully made use of the space Kevin created and slipped his hand under Kevin’s loose shirt that exposed his skin due to gravity.
“Cheater.” Kevin softly whimpered, hand losing strength as he threw his head back, half trying to seduce Kibum with his act. A needy moan escaped his lips, before he dropped his head back down to watch Kibum with his lidded eyes.
Kibum grabbed hold of Kevin’s collar suddenly and wringed him downwards, nibbling on the younger’s lower lip before switching their positions. “How about now?”
“Better…” Kevin bit his lower lip with a coy smile, fingers purposefully walking on Kibum’s stomach down to the hidden length. Kibum didn’t stop smiling, a finger stroking the exposed pale neck. It looked a lot more innocent than Kevin’s advances, but was similar in terms of how spine-chilling the action was.
How the shudders wouldn’t stop causing their body to wriggle in delight.
They wouldn’t have moved on if Kibum didn’t strip Kevin, because Kevin wouldn’t surrender first. He would hold till the end, trusting himself to be able to hold at least that long. He had been in this job for years, Kevin smugly thought. Of course Kibum couldn’t win him.
Naked bodies pressed together as if in search of warmth and comfort, Kibum supported himself with his forearms parallel to the floor, closing up the distance previously between them. A smirk tugged on Kevin’s lips, grinding skilfully and managing to accurately rub their erections together every single time. Only that he seemed to be the one buckling his hips for more contact, more friction, more.
It looked rather uncomfortable to do whatever they were doing on the floor, Kibum noticed, considerately picking up Kevin’s body and then bringing them both up to the bed. He landed first on the bed, with Kevin on him, tired to do any more of the initiating.
And then Kevin had to tempt him with those lips. Kibum hummed lowly, hand sliding down Kevin’s smooth back as their tongues met. The gentle tackles from Kevin’s tongue, probably because the younger could tell that he was rather worn out. Kevin shifted to the corner of Kibum’s lips while retracting his tongue, then placing a few short kisses down to Kibum’s chin.
Eyes watching Kibum’s unfocused ones as he raised himself, Kevin sighed softly.
Holding onto Kibum’s erection and then guiding it to his own entrance, he rocked himself as if he was masturbating to a sex toy. Why did it seem like he was the only one doing everything when he had sex with Kibum? Like a non-living thing, Kibum wasn’t responding. Or at least, not as much as a normal human being should be responding.
Gaining momentum and then speed, Kevin panted heavily to each pound, hands clutching onto the bed sheets as if to help make sure he doesn’t pull out too far that he couldn’t bring himself in again. Perspiration soon formed, especially at the sides of his face, efforts clear in anyone’s eyes if they could witness such a scene. He bit his lower lip and forced himself to move faster, harder, to bring Kibum’s erection into him deeper, and Kibum was seriously feeling a little apologetic to the younger man.
He couldn’t even find the energy in him to even moan slightly, only silently watching Kevin move further, then closer and then further away from him.
Today, Kevin wasn’t going to give up so easily as he did the previous times. He had prepared himself mentally the kind of reactions he will get, and he was going brave through all of them. Even if Kibum looked close to a dead log right now.
Using every ounce of strength in him to clench tightly around Kibum, because the older might be aroused by the friction like he did, Kevin screamed out in pleasure as Kibum came in him some moments later, the load shot straight for his much abused prostrate. Kibum didn’t even sigh today, only calmly looking back into Kevin’s hooded eyes.
Kibum then gently pushed Kevin’s body away, also pulling out of the younger in the process. Rolling Kevin to the space beside him, he took in a deep breath and let it out. He might be having sex with Kevin close to daily, but it was still rather energy-draining, especially since the both of them have no problem extending the time needed to reach their climaxes. In fact, Kevin hadn’t even reached his own yet.
A minute, Kibum mentally told himself, give him a minute and he would solve Kevin’s problem.
Kevin crawled over Kibum’s body that glistened with sweat, kissing the other gently. Fatigue was burning his eyes, but the urge to make Kibum want him burned stronger in him. “Another round?”
“No, I’m tired.” Kibum smiled faintly, an arm wrapped around Kevin’s waist. “You’re especially active today, it seems.”
Kevin shook his head with an inaudible sigh at this nonchalant reaction, gasping when Kibum reached for the neglected erection. It was too sudden, Kevin lamented, wriggling violently while Kibum massaged his stiff member. He clutched tightly onto Kibum’s arms, face contorted in a painful pleasure, moans between screams and pants.
Kibum chuckled, the other arm then sliding up Kevin’s spine, before guiding the younger’s lips to his own. He liked the way muffled noises were transmitted straight from Kevin’s mouth into his own. The slight vibration, the unconscious tongue roaming in his own mouth, Kibum smiled into the kiss, stroking only the tip of Kevin’s reaction.
“Argh…” Kevin faintly whined, fingernails digging into the arms he was clutching onto. He crashed both their lips together a lot rougher, his lower set of teeth colliding with Kibum’s upper set, then grinding them together while the older licked his bottom lip. The younger was easily a pile of goo with the gentle ministrations, blaming his erection for throbbing in want in the larger, warmer hand of Kibum’s.
A loud cry alerted Kibum that the sudden wet feeling in his hands were Kevin’s release.
Embarrassed, Kevin quickly rolled off the older man, looking worriedly at Kibum’s response. The older man only curiously stared at the cum in his hands, unexpectedly interested in such a…thing.
“I’ll clean it off!” Kevin quickly said, hand reached out across Kibum when the other grabbed his wrist and placed it back to his side. “I-”
Kibum pressed a finger of his clean hand to Kevin’s lips, smiling softly. Kevin then watched, horrified when Kibum raised his hand and watched the thick load slowly made a trail down those fingers. Kibum brought it closer towards his nose, as if wanting to take a whiff.
Kevin screamed, hands frantically flailing for Kibum’s own one to wipe it off. He had swallowed too many men’s release to know that his was probably a mixed taste of bitterness and saltiness, rather concentrated and rather hard to swallow. No, he didn’t want Kibum to build that on his otherwise, probable, perfect impression. Whatever symmetry in the body, which was probably a good thing anyway.
The cum probably didn’t smell good either, but Kevin didn’t bother sniffing anyone’s one, thus never knowing. Yet why was Kibum doing such a weird thing, observing his cum and then smelling it? Was he out to embarrass Kevin or something?
Fortunately, he had caught Kibum’s hand. And Kibum didn’t pry his hands away, only obediently following when Kevin hurried to the toilet with his hand in his two smaller ones. The younger turned on the tap and let the water run for a while, probably to let the water turn from its previous hot temperature to something cooler, before placing Kibum’s hand right underneath the source.
Kevin was scrubbing rather coarsely, starting to scrub harder and harder, mind drifting away from his current situation to think of how to make Kibum like everyone else. Something he was used to, because he cannot imagine another customer actually bringing Kevin’s own cum to their eyes and then inhaling the…repulsive smell.
Kibum chuckled internally, watching Kevin frown gently at his hand via the mirror. The way Kevin was washing his hands seemed to be causing the dead skin to surface, the friction causing Kibum to feel slightly warmer under the cool tap water. The older man leaned closer, then pressing a kiss against the younger’s cheek.
He was just so cute, concentrating like that, Kibum smiled softly.
Kevin paused and then turned off the tap, smiling as he released his hold on Kibum’s hand and instead circled both of his own arms around Kibum’s neck. Kibum returned the smile and hugged Kevin’s waist naturally, waiting for a move from the younger.
“Want another go?”
Kibum kept silent, hoisting Kevin off the ground almost effortlessly, the both going back to the bed. Eyes not once shifting from the locked gaze, he carefully laid Kevin down, and Kevin could almost smirk in victory.
“Nah, pretty worn out.” Kibum easily dashed all his hopes, unhooking Kevin’s arms from around him. He then fell flat onto the bed, tiredly pushing himself higher to rest his head comfortably on the pillow.
Kevin pouted at the lack of attention, ideas sprouting out from his mind again. A cheeky smile formed, along with a nod Kibum couldn’t see. “You can just rest.”
I’ll see how you sleep through this, Kevin smirked evilly, positioning himself.
Kibum smiled faintly, feeling warmth engulf his member once more. Kevin really didn’t know how to give up. If he was slightly more energetic, he would have played on with Kevin. But there had been a presentation he rushed out through dawn, because he lost a lot of the time that he usually left aside for homework since he met Kevin, and thus was rather worn out by the sex and the workload he had to complete in the most insane period of the day.
Kevin tirelessly traced patterns up Kibum’s length with his tongue, then grazing the bottom side of the member with his teeth, feeling Kibum shift slightly. He checked Kibum’s expression, which was rather serene actually, eyes shut close in fatigue, not pleasure.
He pulled back and gently kissed the growing erection instead, following the trail of saliva he had left, then slightly blowing the throbbing member. Kevin, slowly infuriated, was starting to blow till the point where the strength of the warm breeze faintly rocked the length back and forth, brushing across Kevin’s lips. Pre-cum leaking from the erection was probably the only response he got, but Kevin wasn’t going to give up just yet.
The younger, conscious man then nibbled on the skin, tugging gently with his teeth before releasing it. Kibum shifted slightly, rather satisfactory a reaction to Kevin, while groaning almost inaudibly. Kevin then sucked the pre-cum off Kibum’s erection and tilted his head slightly to give him more access to the base of the older man’s length. Lapping against the base with his tongue, Kevin felt Kibum’s thighs press closer against his head.
Weird, Kevin thought. Kibum was more responsive when sleeping.
Teasing until Kibum’s erection was throbbing so violently in desire, so much that Kevin could even feel it when he pressed sloppy kisses on the length, Kevin then took in the wet member into his mouth. Kevin never really liked taking in anyone’s erection till the point that he would gag, but he knew from some experiences that it actually turns men on a lot more effectively. So he did, for Kibum, pushing himself further in and forcing himself to swallow the pre-cum that dripped down his throat.
The movement at the back of his throat might have tickled the head of Kibum’s erection, the patron reaching a hand down to Kevin’s head and tugged mindlessly, a little limply, as if an unconscious movement.
Kevin smirked, deciding that it was a positive response, then pulling himself backwards while sucking obscenely. As the tip of Kibum’s erection prodded his little mouth once more, he surged forth once more, the sudden jerk causing him to cough. Kibum frowned gently, the vibrations causing his member to twitch, erection to stiffen if it was even possible.
Kibum was slipping in and out of consciousness actually, unsure of whether he was dreaming of Kevin again or that he was feeling Kevin’s presence with him in reality.
As Kevin soothed the itch in his throat, he hollowed his cheeks once more and pulled his head back, sucking with so much force that when Kibum’s erection left his mouth, a soft “pop” could be heard. Faster, Kevin reminded himself, feeling his head shutting down. He also had his limits, obviously, and he better finish his job before going to bed. Taking in Kibum’s length for the last time and deciding not to pull back out all the way until the older man released, Kevin bobbed his head back and forth, stroking the areas of the length he couldn’t fit into his mouth at the pace.
It was rather sudden a release, when Kevin was about to cry at the time Kibum’s erection was taking to come. The cum filled his mouth, causing Kevin to quickly pull out and slowly swallow whatever he could, eyes wandering to Kibum’s face.
That jerk, Kevin growled. Kibum was already sleeping peacefully, chest rising and falling at a insanely steady rhythm.
Grabbing his clothes and then messily wearing them, the younger angrily stomped off, not bothering about the wallet that was left on the floor. It contained his payment Kibum had prepared, but he didn’t want it.
That five million eight hundred and two thousand won was nothing that could comfort him to feel better about the way Kibum was treating him - it was as if he was worth nothing, nothing at all.
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Angst, angst, angst :3.
It's the first time Kevin doesn't want money :O. Which means he just had free sex with Kibum, if you guys haven't realised ;)