Tongue
Description
Title: Tongue
Fandom: EXO (AU)
Pairing: Kris/Kai
Word Count: 861
Rating: NC-17
Summary: {Drabble} Jongin's gotten a new tongue piercing. Yifan is appreciating.
Warnings: Oral , piercing play, swearing.
Author's Note: Inspired by Kai's lips and Kris' handsome face. Also, please spare me, as I don't know much about tongue piercings - only what I've attempted to research. Thank you to my love, for beta-ing this for me.
“A-ah…ing ,” Yifan moaned, throwing his head back and tightening his grip on Jongin’s soft hair.
The younger was kneeling below Yifan’s hunched, form, along his shaft and looking up at him with gleaming eyes. Jongin, clad only in boxers, grinned as Yifan panted and released a deep groan when Jongin’s tongue piercing dragged along the entire vein of the taller man’s .
Yifan bit his lip as he looked down and saw the silver stud peeking out from Jongin’s gorgeous lips and shuddered as the metal nub was pressed into . He was sweating now – the build-up to this moment had been quite torturous ever since Yifan accompanied Jongin to the hidden tattoo parlour twenty-minutes away from where the couple lived.
Yifan hadn’t really known what Jongin planned on doing, his eyes widening as the heavily-tattooed piercer asked Jongin to stick his tongue out and carefully drew a small dot along the midline, in the centre. Yifan didn’t even have enough time to sputter as Jongin grabbed his much larger hand and brought it into his lap.
The blond could only watch with his mouth agape as the piercer promptly pushed the needle through Jongin’s tongue after some prior preparations, and quickly stuck the stud into the small hole. Jongin hadn’t really shown any evidence of great pain, just a slight wince and a squeeze of Yifan’s hand. The piercer had then cleaned up Jongin’s mouth and went through the after-care routine while the younger paid.
The piercer looked pointedly at Yifan and cleared his throat, “No ytimes with that piercing until after it’s completely healed, y’ hear?” Yifan stammered for air and nodded frantically, before sparing a glance at Jongin.
It wasn’t hard to miss that mischievous twinkle in Jongin’s eye. Yifan was so ed.
The three long months that Jongin insisted were part of the healing process were nothing short of agonizing for Yifan. For the entire first month, Jongin could only offer Yifan soft, passing pecks on his lips. For the rest of it, he spent a lot of his time eating popsicles.
Yifan would watch, mouth dry, as Jongin would drag those sinful lips along the entire length, only to stop and softly le on the end.
Just like he was doing right now to Yifan’s . .
Jongin was swapping between drawn-out , that had his cheeks hollowed, and small, kitten-like . All of which were driving Yifan insane with need. The hand that was nearly ripping holes into the bed sheets was suddenly encased in a small, darker skinned hand, as Jongin brought it to his own cheek so that Yifan could trace the outline of his large within the younger’s hot mouth.
“---Jongin,” Yifan moaned and placed his hand back on the bed for leverage, “please, justquit ing around.”
Jongin raised his eyebrows, mouth still wrapped around Yifan’s , as if surprised that Yifan could still form coherent sentences. To be honest, Yifan was also quite surprised that he could form coherent sentences. He was dripping with sweat. He just wanted to ing come.
Jongin pulled off Yifan’s , hand still wrapped loosely, where he languidly pumped the older. Yifan ed into the hand and groaned, which quickly cut off into a sharp shout as Jongin harshly dragged his pierced tongue from the base to tip of the blond’s .
Yifan grit his teeth and let out a hiss, before roughly grabbing the brunet’s hair and forcing his mouth further onto his . Jongin moaned in appreciation, moving the hand that was resting on Yifan’s thigh down to palm himself through his boxers. The vibrations of Jongin’s sent shudders through Yifan, ing harder into Jongin’s mouth, causing the younger to moan louder.
Jongin tried to keep up with the pace, relaxing his throat and letting Yifan go deeper. He grazed his teeth along the hard length and worked his tongue around Yifan’s whenever he could, the metal stud hitting in all the right places.
Yifan threw his head back and let out a loud groan, his ing hips starting to get erratic.
“Jongin, baby, I’m---I’m so close,” he whimpered, Jongin only moaned in response.
It was too much.
The delicious sounds and that sinful piercing, coupled with the heated looks Jongin was sending him from his place on the floor on his knees, in between Yifan’s long legs and full lips wrapped around Yifan’s . It was too much and too little and just perfect and it pulled Yifan crashing over the edge.
Jongin hard, milking Yifan’s for all it was worth and rubbing soothing circles into the taller man’s thighs. Once the younger believed that Yifan’s was spent, he pulled off, his debauched, swollen lips and gave Yifan a -eating grin.
Yifan could only hunch over towards Jongin, eyes glazed with satisfaction and love, before placing a large hand behind Jongin’s neck and drawing the younger in for a filthy kiss, tongues entwining, where Yifan could feel Jongin’s small stud as he swiped his tongue over it. The kiss tasted of sweat, come and metal.
And Yifan loved it.
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