Thread by @vkingsdom

🔞 #taekooknsfw –

TH throws his head back, two fingers coming up to his mouth to hold the cigarette as he blows a thin plume of smoke. He closes his eyes, feeling the slow drag of his hips as he sinks deeper, with a hypnotic rhythm of back and forth, inside JK’s body.

*clears throat*

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After their concerts, TH was fairly tired and craving some rest, meanwhile JK was still high on endorphin and felt the need to fuck it out. As soon as they got back to their hotel, the boy was untenable and all over his boyfriend, desperately trying to get into his pants.

Being a simple man, TH was only dreaming of a good wine, a good smoke, and a good sleep. With a nod, he ordered JK to keep quiet for a minute, while he was pouring them two glasses of red wine.

When he finally slumps on the couch with a relieved grunt, JK immediately sits beside him to throw himself over his lap, his face nuzzling his tummy through the t-shirt, a smile stretching his lips because of the warmth, the softness, the utter comfort emanating from TH’s body.

A content moan rumbles deep into JK’s throat, almost like a purr. He curls into a ball, seeking closeness, wrapping himself around TH’s hip, waist, thigh, body.

His face drops lower to the fly of his blue jeans. He can feel the heat of his crotch on his cheeks, and he starts rubbing his face on the denim to find the bulge of his cock, a little mewl escaping his lips when he feels it.

“JK-ah…”

It’s not like TH doesn’t want to do it. Checking JK out from head to toe, sprawled over his lap like this, nuzzling his cock, he only can wish to ruin the boy. He just doesn’t think he’s physically able to do that tonight. His stamina is at point zero.

“Hyung…”

“I’m an old man, JK-ah,” he laughs, half-joking. “Can’t wreck your ass right now.”

“We can take it slow,” JK murmurs, mouthing at TH’s cock with half-closed eyes, loving how it’s getting hard under his lips, slowly and steadily. Exactly what he wants for the night.

He unzips the pants, noses inside the fly, does cutesy to lure TH in.

TH sighs but drops a hand on JK’s head, caressing his soft hair to encourage him, granting him permission to take his cock out of his jeans.

JK has been running on coffee and adrenaline all day so it’s a surprise when all this energy suddenly… vanishes. His lips closing around the head of TH’s cock, he feels sleepy all of a sudden. Maybe sleepy is incorrect.

Maybe he just feels floaty, comfortable, sucking gently around the tip, mechanic and slow and tender, the sweet and smooth taste of skin melting on his tongue.

“That’s it baby,” TH murmurs above him. He keeps caressing JK’s hair, gently patting his head, his other hand bringing his glass to his lips, dipping his lips in the scarlet liquid. “Slowly.”

Eyes closed, JK hums and he rests his head on TH’s thigh, cock heavy and warm in his mouth. His tongue licks lazily around the shaft and the tip. He blinks a few times, now realizing how heavy his eyelids are, to look up at TH.

It’s not a surprise when he immediately meets TH’s eyes, his hyung staring down at him with a fond smile on his lips.

“Beautiful,” TH simply praises. His thumb grazes over JK’s cheekbone. “Beautiful, gorgeous baby.”

“I love your cock,” JK sighs dreamily, sliding it out of his mouth with a wet slurping sound to lick around the base. “Want it.”

TH rolls his eyes, finishing his glass of wine in one gulp. His baby is greedy.

“Okay that’s enough,” he says, tugging on JK’s hair. “I’ll fuck you.”

Sparkles glint softly in JK’s eyes as he gets up and drops a messy kiss on TH’s lips, red and slick from wine - delicious.

“Get on the bed and prepare yourself. You’re getting the bare minimum from me tonight.”

JK giggles and keeps kissing TH’s neck and jaw for a little while. He’s not upset about TH’s apathy. They’ve been together for years; they both know where their limits stand.

JK is not vexed, and he doesn’t feel bad about pushing either: TH wants it just as much, but horniness and drowsiness are both reigning equal tonight. It doesn’t matter if TH doesn’t focus on JK’s pleasure. JK only wants to feel close. TH knows.

Bare minimum. Sometimes that’s just the right amount.

JK undresses before falling flat on the bed. He grabs the lube, gets comfortable on his back, some pillows behind his neck. It’s definitely comfier than a towel, he must admit.

While teasing himself, he looks over to TH. He also got undressed, now wearing an opened silk bathrobe. He’s scrolling through Sp0tify, in search of the perfect playlist, next to JK’s speakers.

A first finger slips inside. He keeps watching TH. Tall frame, tanned skin, broad shoulders, slim waist, the curves and flats of his body, the trail of light hairs below his belly button, getting darker under the waist till black around the base of his cock.

JK feels hot. He zooms on TH’s fingers, one hand enough to cover his whole phone. That shouldn’t be indecent, but it is. It is for JK who remembers how long and bony those fingers feel inside of him.

The way he’s preparing his hole right now doesn’t even compare to how nice TH stretches him the nights where it’s not just the “bare minimum”.

“TH… please look at me…”

TH turns his head. A soft smile reaches his eyes, even before his lips, when he sees his boy pleasuring himself on the bed. His name without the honorific feels familiar too. Cozy. Everything seems wrapped in velvet tonight, muffled, and warm.

“I’m looking,” he says, very simply, but there’s a hint of tease in his voice.

JK spreads his legs, lifts his hips, wants TH to look at him there. TH does. He watches, grabbing his packet of cigarettes and putting one between his lips. JK’s heart beats harder.

TH approaches a flame to his cig, one hand cupping around the lighter to keep it from going out. There’s a shadow of fire on his face for a second, like gold dripping down his chin. And his dark gaze, with a hint of flame, stares right back at JK.

He throws the lighter on the dresser eventually, and takes a first blow, walking towards JK. The bed is luxurious, no creak when TH climbs on it. His bathrobe flows around his shoulders but hides nothing of his body.

JK mouth waters. TH shouldn’t look this good smoking, staring down at him, naked and tired out of his mind, a dark shadow under his eyes now that the makeup washed off. Yet he’s gorgeous and JK can’t help but say so.

TH smiles. He’s flattered, always, despite the years of JK telling him.

“Turn around.”

JK complies and rises on his knees and hands, slightly arching his back.

He reaches one arm behind to caress his hole, to make sure it’s wet and stretched enough for TH, also to put on a show.

“Did you miss it?” he asks, with a naughty voice, a smirk on his face. “Miss my little asshole?”

“I did,” TH replies, rubbing his thumb over it. “Will eat you out tomorrow, ‘kay?”

“Mkay… Could I sit on your face?”

“Of course, baby. Tomorrow.”

JK nods, satisfied, he doesn’t need that much tonight. He just needs… A whine leaves his mouth. TH really doesn’t tease today. He’s already pushing the head of his cock past his rim, stretching JK’s walls to sink deeper and deeper inside his ass.

JK hums and drops to his elbows, making himself comfortable by hugging a pillow beneath his head. He knows they’re here for a while.

TH rolls his hips slowly. He’s going to be slow, painfully slow, delaying both their orgasms.

One hand grips JK’s hip and stays there; he sometimes uses his thumb to spread JK’s cheeks to see the drag of his cock inside him, marveling how his little hole can take his big cock that easily. Other hand holds his cigarette. He takes it slow.

He’ll finish fucking JK at the end of his cig. That’s short - around 6 minutes to fully consume it - but he doesn’t see the need to drag it for too long. It’s just peaceful rolls of his hips, deep and slow.

He’s only making sure his tip presses on JK’s prostate, grinding against it for a few seconds until his baby is squirming beneath him. Then he pulls out to slide back again, just as deep, and starts massaging his sweet spot again.

JK moans softly. He won’t scream tonight and that’s okay. He’s tired too, and he realizes it even more now that TH’s cock is rocking him back and forth, almost like a lullaby.

It would be soothing, if only it didn’t feel this hot inside, pleasure heavy in his belly when TH abuses his prostate. But he loves it. Loves how their skins don’t clash, but softly press together as TH’s hips meet his ass.

Loves how he can only hear the puffs of smoke TH is taking and the squelching sounds of the lube between his cheeks. It’s quiet and good and full.

“Caress yourself, JK-ah.”

He does: slides a hand under him and wraps it around his cock, slowly pumping it. He bites his lips, pleasure starting to wash over him like repetitive waves.

“Good boy,” TH says.

Suddenly, TH’s lean body stretches over him, but JK can only see his hand crush the cigarette butt in the ashtray on their bedside table. Just after, a large hand slides under his body and plays with the head of his cock, brushing against JK’s own fingers.

They both work on JK’s cock, gently but firmly, and TH gives a few hard thrusts. JK squeezes around him.

Finally, TH empties himself inside JK, hot white cum filling him up, and JK spills all over their hands, TH still teasing the tip and circling the slit with his index.

“Fuck TH…”

A few spasms shake JK’s body as TH finishes to milk him properly: he fucks his cum inside him a few seconds and fondles his sensitive cock, until they both turn soft.

Then only TH slides out and plunges two fingers inside JK’s asshole to push the cum out, caressing his ass for a few minutes as an aftercare.

“Thank you,” JK hums softly.

TH drops next to him and rubs his eyes, can’t help the yawn opening wide his mouth. JK giggles and wraps himself around TH, hiding his face in his neck. A sweet kiss on his skin there, arms closing around him, and lips trailing kisses in his hair.

“Love you,” says the sleepy voice of TH.

“Love you too. Love the bare minimum treatment too.”

“Shut up,” TH smiles.

JK smiles too, hugs him closer. He feels at rest now.

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