Ship/Member: Seungcheol/Seokmin Major Tags: N/A Additional Tags: Spitting, Kink exploration but it's not sexy, Referring to Scoups as a camel one (1) time Permission to remix: Yes
nsfw.
***
“You should spit on me.”
“...uh.”
Seokmin groans, covering his burning face with his hands. “Forget it, hyung. Sorry, we can just — you can keep going.”
“No, no, no. I’m not — You just took me by surprise,” Seungcheol’s quick to say, hands spread out on Seokmin’s tan thighs. “You know I’m all about trying things out, baby.”
Yeah, Seokmin knows. So far, they’ve discovered Seokmin’s praise kink, and Seungcheol likes to be instructed on how to get himself off. Seungcheol has always been open to helping Seokmin work out his kinks — pun absolutely intended, thank you — which, in turn, has encouraged Seokmin to be more open about his desire to try things.
Even so, Seokmin feels a little silly.
“Are you sure? It’s not that big of a deal, hyung. I was just curious,” Seokmin squeaks out, voice pitched higher in his embarrassment.
Seokmin drops his hands when he feels a touch at his hip, prompted to look up at Seungcheol. He’s met with a look of adoration, and that’s when Seokmin knows he’s safe.
He dips his chin in a nod, giving Seungcheol a nervous smile of his own.
They get back to what they were doing before, kissing wetly while Seungcheol works on prepping Seokmin, mouthing words of affection into his thigh. It’s when they get down to the good stuff, Seungcheol rocking himself inside Seokmin and making him huff out little pleased noises, that Seungcheol’s non stop flow of words fade off.
Seokmin looks up in time to see Seungcheol purse his lips, looking not unlike a camel — his hyung would kill him for that comparison — and he feels something wet and warm hit his cheek.
Oh.
Ew.
His silence must be telling, because Seungcheol grimaces and reaches out with the edge of the bedsheet to wipe away the — the spit dripping down his cheek. “I don’t think —”
“Yeah, that was —”
Seungcheol is starting to go soft inside him, and Seokmin realizes with a defeated groan that he’s also losing his erection. “Well, I’m… not horny anymore,” Seungcheol admits, and Seokmin can’t even be mad. He’s in the same boat.
“I just wanna cuddle now,” Seokmin sighs, and Seungcheol gives a noise of agreement. “But first, I really want to wash my face.”
“Oh, come on! You’ve had so much worse on your face —”
“Nope! Horny talk is over. Keep it PG!” Seokmin rolls out from underneath Seungcheol, giggling as he hurries to the bathroom with Seungcheol on his heels.
[FILL] just something that we wanna try
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: Spitting, Kink exploration but it's not sexy, Referring to Scoups as a camel one (1) time
Permission to remix: Yes
nsfw.
***
“You should spit on me.”
“...uh.”
Seokmin groans, covering his burning face with his hands. “Forget it, hyung. Sorry, we can just — you can keep going.”
“No, no, no. I’m not — You just took me by surprise,” Seungcheol’s quick to say, hands spread out on Seokmin’s tan thighs. “You know I’m all about trying things out, baby.”
Yeah, Seokmin knows. So far, they’ve discovered Seokmin’s praise kink, and Seungcheol likes to be instructed on how to get himself off. Seungcheol has always been open to helping Seokmin work out his kinks — pun absolutely intended, thank you — which, in turn, has encouraged Seokmin to be more open about his desire to try things.
Even so, Seokmin feels a little silly.
“Are you sure? It’s not that big of a deal, hyung. I was just curious,” Seokmin squeaks out, voice pitched higher in his embarrassment.
Seokmin drops his hands when he feels a touch at his hip, prompted to look up at Seungcheol. He’s met with a look of adoration, and that’s when Seokmin knows he’s safe.
He dips his chin in a nod, giving Seungcheol a nervous smile of his own.
They get back to what they were doing before, kissing wetly while Seungcheol works on prepping Seokmin, mouthing words of affection into his thigh. It’s when they get down to the good stuff, Seungcheol rocking himself inside Seokmin and making him huff out little pleased noises, that Seungcheol’s non stop flow of words fade off.
Seokmin looks up in time to see Seungcheol purse his lips, looking not unlike a camel — his hyung would kill him for that comparison — and he feels something wet and warm hit his cheek.
Oh.
Ew.
His silence must be telling, because Seungcheol grimaces and reaches out with the edge of the bedsheet to wipe away the — the spit dripping down his cheek. “I don’t think —”
“Yeah, that was —”
Seungcheol is starting to go soft inside him, and Seokmin realizes with a defeated groan that he’s also losing his erection. “Well, I’m… not horny anymore,” Seungcheol admits, and Seokmin can’t even be mad. He’s in the same boat.
“I just wanna cuddle now,” Seokmin sighs, and Seungcheol gives a noise of agreement. “But first, I really want to wash my face.”
“Oh, come on! You’ve had so much worse on your face —”
“Nope! Horny talk is over. Keep it PG!” Seokmin rolls out from underneath Seungcheol, giggling as he hurries to the bathroom with Seungcheol on his heels.