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Kyungsoo liked to think that he was average. In all ways he could ever be average. Not a lot happened to him and he generally liked to live life with his head kept down and out of the way.
It wasn’t like he was completely prone to situations that would make people curl up because of second hand embarrassment or anything like that. But again, nothing really happened to him.
Which was why Kyungsoo was completely horrified when he came home from work only to find his best friend standing in his room holding a pair of panties in his hands. Specifically, Kyungsoo’s panties.
Not that he needed to know that.
No one needed to know that.
“Welcome home Kyungsoo,” Jongin breaks the silence first, turning slightly before looking at his best friend with an unreadable expression. Was that a smirk on his lips? Kyungsoo couldn’t really notice, not while he was panicking inside.
“H-hey Jongin,” he greets weakly, swallowing hard as he does. Was the room suddenly spinning? He felt like he was going to faint. Kyungsoo cleared throat unconsciously and he nervously looked over Jongin who had just come straight from work apparently.
His friend was dressed casually in a pair of gray joggers and a black muscle tank, his long hair tied in a messy bun, slightly unkempt with some hair sticking to his forehead. From the moment he’d met him Kyungsoo knew that Jongin was what people would call a main character. He was gorgeous in every way, toned perfectly in all of the right places built like a Greek god.
And there was something about seeing Jongin standing there holding his panties that was doing something to him.
“How was work today?” Kyungsoo asked awkwardly as he stood in the doorway of his own bedroom. He was also dressed kind of casually today since he worked in a bakery and usually went home after all of the bread was baked for the day.
It was a rainy day today and Kyungsoo was in a hoodie and pajama pants. Unlike Jongin who liked to keep his hair long, Kyungsoo liked to shave it all off.
“It was good, same as usual. There’s a little pressure because of the upcoming play but the kids are still enjoying themselves,” Jongin begins to spin the pink panties around his finger and Kyungsoo nearly has a heart attack. He keeps his lips locked together as he tries to think of an excuse. He can tell Jongin is waiting for one.
“Please don’t do that, those belong to my… girlfriend,” Kyungsoo lies and Jongin stops spinning them immediately. For a moment the silence grows deafeningly loud and Kyungsoo’s heart is pounding violently in his chest, he’s almost positive Jongin can hear it.
“I wasn’t aware you had a girlfriend,” Jongin says as he finally puts the panties down to Kyungsoo’s relief.
“Uhh yeah we’ve been umm wanting to keep things private you know?” Kyungsoo sputters and Jongin raises an eyebrow.
“So private that you’d even hide it from me hyung? I’m kind of heartbroken,” Jongin gasps dramatically as he places a hand on his chest, sitting down on the bed casually. Kyungsoo feels a weird tingly in his lower tummy, Jongin never calls him hyung. And for some reason Kyungsoo can’t help but want to sit on Jongin’s lap. He shakes those thoughts away.
“When did you realize you liked girls?” Jongin asks and Kyungsoo gets distracted by his hairy armpits when he runs a hand through his hair. Damn Jongin and all of his handsome glory. Kyungsoo usually doesn’t openly lust after his friend but at the same time he blames him for even finding his panties in the first place.
“Huh?” he replies intelligently and Jongin looks over at the rainbow flag on his wall that had been so graciously gifted to him by their mutual friend Baekhyun when he came out to the group… as gay .
“I don’t mean to be pushy since these things can change all the time but I remember you telling me you were gay,” Jongin says in a gentle tone with an underlaying playful tone, a smile hinting on his lips. As if he knew that Kyungsoo was lying.
“Not until I met her,” Kyungsoo sighs dreamily as if he hadn’t been thirsting after his best friend for the last 10 minutes.
“You really sound like you’ve fallen for her. I mean, you have a whole drawer just for her,” Jongin muses as he casually pulls open the lower left drawer of Kyungsoo’s dresser with his toe, revealing a plethora of neatly folded panties, bras and baby dolls. It was usually haphazardly covered by one of his shirts. Kyungsoo’s eyes widen and he tries to remain calm.
“What were you doing looking through my drawers anyways?” Kyungsoo frowns, his panic turning into anger for a second.
“I told you I was dropping by after work and I wanted to take a shower. I was looking for the clothes I left here last time but you moved them cause you had one of your cleaning sprees last week so I came across it,” Jongin explains calmly and Kyungsoo purses his lips.
“And why were you holding them?” Kyungsoo asks and Jongin raises an eyebrow,
“Holding what?” he challenges.
“My panti- m-my girlfriend’s panties,” Kyungsoo almost slips and he almost thinks he’s in the clear but Jongin’s smirk tells him otherwise. There’s so much tension in the room that Kyungsoo kind of wants to run away. But there wasn’t really anywhere to go, maybe he should just kick Jongin out.
“I was a little surprised to be honest, it doesn’t seem like stuff she’s left here after sex. They’re full sets so I wonder if you buy them for her hyung,” Jongin leans back on the bed and he follows Kyungsoo’s eyes when they run along his body.
“I was also wondering when you have free time to even go on dates with her? I come over practically every day,” Jongin continues and Kyungsoo bites his lips.
“I go on a lot of dates with her, who says I was always working?” Kyungsoo snaps back and Jongin looks around his room for a moment.
“Tell me about some of the dates you’ve been on, I’m curious,” he says as he pats the bed, gesturing for Kyungsoo to sit and get more comfortable if he wants to. Kyungsoo decides to, since the defensive stance at the door was starting to get a little awkward. He takes a seat on his very squishy bed and he nearly knocks right into Jongin.
“Well we’ve been to the aquarium a few times and every time we go we get ice cream afterwards… We've also gone to the amusement park where she rides the roller coaster so many times she throws up and not only that but we try a new restaurant followed by a movie every month… it’s great,” Kyungsoo smiles to himself and Jongin sits up on the bed.
“Am I your girlfriend?” Jongin asks and Kyungsoo blinks at him.
“Excuse me?” Jongin pulls out his phone and he opens a folder affectionately named, “Dates with Hyung”. He begins scrolling through the photos which showed the multiple outings they’ve gone on, the aquarium, ice cream parlour, amusement park and various restaurants and theaters. Most of the photos were candids of him taken by Jongin.
“I feel a little bad for your girlfriend if you’re literally doing everything you do with me with her,” Jongin points out and Kyungsoo’s face burns red when he realizes what he’s just done. Kyungsoo flops down on his bed and buries his face in one of his plushies.
“You know I’d never judge you hyung and I’m also sorry because I’m realizing I’m cornering you but truly, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to,” Jongin’s tone is gentle again and Kyungsoo takes a deep breath.
“I didn’t mean to hide it. I just didn’t expect it to become what it has,” Kyungsoo whines and Jongin maneuvers them so that they’re spooning. Jongin holds him warmly from behind and he feels so safe.
“Can I ask you about it? You don’t have to answer what you don’t want to,” Jongin’s lips brush his shoulder and he shivers at the feeling.
“Sure,” he mumbles into his pillow, curling up slightly.
“Do you just collect lingerie or do you wear it too?” he asks and Kyungsoo tenses up at the question. Multiple nights he’s spent alone trying on various kinds of lingerie he’s found pretty but hating them when on his own body.
He’s yet to find what colours and styles suit him best and so his collection continues to grow. They’re still pretty to look at but he doesn’t wear them as much as he’d like to.
“They don’t look very nice on me,” Kyungsoo says instead and Jongin sits up. The lack of warmth causes Kyungsoo to turn onto his back and he looks up at Jongin who has a frown on his face.
“I’m sure you look absolutely beautiful, hyung,” he says while looking into Kyungsoo’s eyes, never looking away. Kyungsoo tries to hide his face from the piercing gaze but Jongin gently holds his hands, pushing them back into the back as he hovers over him. Even from this angle Jongin looks absolutely perfect, it was so unfair.
“I really don’t, I’m too curvy and I’m a man so I don’t fit the lingerie nicely and-”
“Shh,” Jongin shushes him and presses a finger to his lips. Kyungsoo’s heart races and he does the only thing his brain is telling him to,
“I don’t want to hear another word if it’s negative-!” Jongin gasps when Kyungsoo licks his finger. He nearly pulls away but decides not to, watching as Kyungsoo looks at him with sultry eyes licking his finger into his mouth before he begins suckling on the tip.
“Your words are telling me one thing but your body is telling me another. You look really sexy right now hyung,” Jongin’s voice deepens and Kyungsoo shivers.
“Show me your favourite outfit?” Jongin asks and Kyungsoo nods his head, moving to get up but Jongin holds him down.
“Words hyung, I need your words,” he says in a serious tone and Kyungsoo swallows hard.
“Yes… Jongin,” he answers quietly and it’s clear that wasn’t exactly what Jongin was looking for but he allows it for now, helping Kyungsoo get up. Once he’s off of the bed he can barely stand because of the weakness in his knees and he almost falls when he kneels down to look through his drawer of lingerie for his favourite pair.
Kyungsoo pulls out a set down at the bottom of the drawer, the first piece that inspired him to start his collection in the first place. It was a two piece set with a garter belt and stockings. It was a pale pink in colour and predominantly lace with fluffy trims. The top piece was like that of a bralette with frills and semi see through cups while the bottom piece was like that of a skort. Crotchless panties underneath a short skirt that was also see through.
“Can you turn around?” Kyungsoo asks when he notices that Jongin is downright staring at him. Kyungsoo is half expecting him to refuse but Jongin smiles at him and turns to lie on his stomach, legs swinging in the air.
“I will this time, let me know when you’re ready,” Jongin says and Kyungsoo swallows hard. This time? Will there even be a next time? He begins to undress, feeling utterly naked and cold when the air hits his skin.
Kyungsoo avoids looking at his full-length mirror this time, not wanting to lose confidence. The material feels nice on his skin and the lingerie fits nicely on his skin, the lace tickling him in all of the right places. It hugged him so nicely.
Kyungsoo pulls on the thigh high stockings, shuddering when he feels cool air on his exposed privates, the crotchless panties doing little to nothing to protect him. He holds up the stockings with the garter belt and he exhales deeply before he decides to just get it over with.
“I’m ready Jongin,” Kyungsoo whispers and he clasps his hands in front of himself unconsciously.
Jongin turns to lie on his side and he strikes a pose so naturally Kyungsoo wonders why he never became a model. He looks effortlessly beautiful and it almost makes him feel a little insecure, shuffling side to side as Jongin’s eyes rake over his form. The way his eyes move and how his breath slightly shakes makes Kyungsoo’s heart pound.
“Let me see all of you,” Jongin orders and Kyungsoo does as he’s told, his hands dropping to his sides awkwardly. Jongin sits up and he crosses his legs before he decides to scoot over to the edge of the bed, gesturing for Kyungsoo to come closer.
“You’re breathtaking,” Jongin praises him and Kyungsoo unconsciously clenches his thighs together, this action not going unnoticed by Jongin who’s eyes flash with mischief.
“Turn around hyung,” Kyungsoo does as he’s told, eyes wide when Jongin’s hands grab his waist and pull him down into his lap. He nearly loses his balance but Jongin holds him firmly, shifting so that they’re both comfortable.
“Look at how gorgeous you are,” Jongin whispers into his ear and he looks in front of him, realizing that the mirror on top of his vanity was reflecting them perfectly. Kyungsoo squirms but Jongin holds him in place.
“You’re so stunning. Look at how beautiful this colour is on your skin, how it hugs you in all the most perfect ways,” Jongin runs his fingers along the fur trims and he presses where Kyungsoo’s flesh is peeking from the straps and edges of the lingerie. Jongin squeezes his thighs and he gasps as they naturally part.
“What do we have here?” Jongin runs his hand along his inner thigh and he playfully lifts the skirt, showing off Kyungsoo’s little cock and balls hanging out from the crotchless panties. He tries to close his legs in shame but Jongin stops him, biting his earlobe when he tries. Their eyes meet in the mirror and Kyungsoo almost wants to cry.
“So beautiful, so perfect just for me,” Jongin’s voice is sultry in his ear and he moans as he leans back into him.
“Just for daddy,” he whispers and the grin on Jongin’s face erases all of the shame he was feeling.
“Good boy,” he praises and Kyungsoo bites his lip as he sees the way his cock stands at the praise. Jongin plays with the tip of his cock with his left hand, trailing his right hand up before he cups Kyungsoo’s right breast in his bralette.
“How is your body so fucking erotic?” Jongin growls into his ear and Kyungsoo whines, hips bucking as he chases the elusive hand close to his cock.
“Please…” he begs, hips lifting helplessly and Jongin tsks, flicking the tip of his cock, a string of precum connecting to his fingernail for a split second.
“Please daddy,” he whines and Jongin grabs his jaw, turning his head before he kisses him. Kyungsoo moans into the kiss as Jongin’s other hand begins to stroke at his cock, using his precum as a lube. The length was barely enough to fit in Jongin’s hand, disappearing whenever he stroked downward.
The kiss is wet and sloppy almost, Kyungsoo barely able to keep up as Jongin practically devoured him. Jongin pulls away with a deep exhale and he buries his face into Kyungsoo’s neck,
“I always knew you’d taste sweet, you’re always so sweet. It drives me crazy,” Jongin mumbles as he adjusts Kyungsoo on his lap, the latter gasping when he feels the growing erection underneath him.
“Daddy, lube… between the mattress and the wall,” Kyungsoo misses the warmth when Jongin goes to reach for it, struggling to grab the elusive bottle that he had hid so meticulously. The bottle is popped open and the pink liquid is squirted onto Jongin’s fingers,
“Cotton candy? Hyung, you’ll be the death of me,” Jongin groans and he taps Kyungsoo’s thighs, prying them further apart. Kyungsoo spreads his legs and he places one of his feet on top of Jongin’s thigh, giving him better access.
“Please daddy, I need you,” Kyungsoo pleads as he bites his lip, his bottom lip a deep red in colour from their kisses. Jongin wastes no time reaching down to rub at Kyungsoo’s hole, slathering the puckered orifice with lube before he presses his middle finger inside.
“So tight,” Jongin licks his ear lobe and Kyungsoo flushes, his ears burning. The intrusion is a little uncomfortable but nothing he isn’t used to. Kyungsoo’s head rolls back when Jongin presses in deeper and their eyes meet in the mirror once more.
Jongin doesn’t break eye contact as he begins moving his finger in and out, waiting until Kyungsoo relaxes and adjusts before he adds another finger. And this continues until he has four fingers inside of him, moving his fingers slowly while purposely avoiding his prostate. He occasionally comes close and it makes Kyungsoo’s toes curl every time.
“I want your cock daddy,” Kyungsoo says as he licks his lips. Jongin pulls out his fingers and he reaches upwards, placing them in front of Kyungsoo’s mouth. He smirks when Kyungsoo immediately licks his fingers into his mouth, sucking on them one by one.
“Stand up for a moment hyung,” Jongin pats his thigh and Kyungsoo takes a moment to get onto his feet, his hole throbbing as it craves for something bigger. His eyes trail down to Jongin’s clothed erection and his fingers twitch, wanting to see it.
“Go ahead, take it out,” Jongin lifts his hips for Kyungsoo to remove his joggers and he removes his shirt afterwards. Kyungsoo shivers at the sight of his pierced nipples. He takes a moment to admire Jongin’s perfect body and when he looks down at his cock he nearly faints. Kyungsoo immediately gets on his knees and he holds the glorious meat in his hands, eyes practically sparkling at the sight of his frenulum piercing.
“Can I suck your cock daddy?” Kyungsoo asks and Jongin gently places a hand on his head. Kyungsoo almost regrets buzzing his head now, he would love to feel Jongin’s hands pulling at his hair.
“It’s all yours baby,” Jongin is almost sure he’s going to explode at any moment and when Kyungsoo immediately goes for his piercing he isn’t sure how long he’s going to last. Kyungsoo is hesitant at first, hands wrapped around the cock like he doesn’t know what to do with it but once he tastes the precum and he inhales the musk he almost loses himself. Engulfing the head almost immediately as he tastes the tip with his tongue, lingering on the piercing which he pulls with his teeth.
“Fuck Kyungsoo,” Jongin nearly breaks out of his role and he pulls Kyungsoo off of his cock, kissing him as he reaches for the lube. He almost loses himself before he remembers something very important.
“I need to grab a condom from my wallet,” Jongin gasps against those heavenly lips that wouldn’t give him a second to breathe.
“I want to feel you inside of me, I’m clean. I promise Jongin,” Kyungsoo says seriously and Jongin bites his lip.
“I am too,” he confirms and Kyungsoo smirks before he leans in and whispers into his ear.
“Then breed me daddy,” Kyungsoo licks his ear and Jongin growls before he grabs Kyungsoo’s hips so hard they might bruise. He turns him around and Kyungsoo immediately arches his back, reaching behind as he removes his panties but he keeps his stockings on.
Jongin covers his cock in lube before he lines the head to Kyungsoo hole, pulling him down onto him. Kyungsoo immediately clenches around him and he nearly cums right then and there, teeth gritted as he feeds his cock into Kyungsoo’s hole.
“Fuck, I’m so full,” Kyungsoo moans as Jongin bottoms out, balls snug against Kyungsoo’s plump cheeks. They stay still for a moment and Kyungsoo looks at their reflection but he can’t really see where they’re connected so he gets an idea.
Kyungsoo spreads his legs and he places his feet on Jongin’s thighs, licking his lips when he sees the way that Jongin’s cock is stretching his hole. He’s going to be so sore tomorrow.
“Fuck me daddy,” Jongin grips his thighs before he begins driving his hips upwards, the pace almost unforgiving from the start. Kyungsoo groans as he feels the stretch and pull of Jongin’s cock dragging along his insides and he moans helplessly.
“Let me hear you hyung, let everyone know you’re mine,” Jongin grunts into his ear and Kyungsoo’s eyes roll back when Jongin’s cock punches his prostate. He doesn’t have a second to rest as Jongin continuously assaults that same spot, his grip tightening on his thighs as they threaten to close with every hit.
“I’m so close Jongin,” Kyungsoo sticks his tongue out unconsciously as his eyes roll back and Jongin keeps the pace.
“Cum for me hyung,” Jongin commands and Kyungsoo does just that, clenching so hard as he cums untouched that it forces Jongin’s cock out of his hole, the excess lube and precum squirting from his gaping hole. Jongin’s hands immediately hold his ass cheeks apart, looking at the reflection.
Kyungsoo barely has a chance to recover before Jongin puts him on his feet and walks him over to the dresser, bending him over before he enters him again. Kyungsoo cries out as he reaches out, hands pressed on the mirror as he tries to hold onto something while Jongin chases his orgasm.
“Breed me daddy, fill me up!” Kyungsoo moans and Jongin groans as he holds Kyungsoo’s hips tighter, thrusting deep inside of him as he cums.
Jongin rides out his orgasm in long drawn out thrusts and he licks his lips when he notices his cum dripping down Kyungsoo’s thighs, staining the top of his stockings.
“This was my favourite set,” Kyungsoo pouts as he’s barely able to stand on his own two feet. Jongin picks him up princess style and he kisses his cheek.
“I’ll buy you a new set, though to be fair I’m only responsible for the stockings… the rest of it however…” Jongin looks down at Kyungsoo’s cum that shot up onto the rest of his outfit and he receives a roll of the eyes in return.
“You better, this was expensive,” Kyungsoo pouts and Jongin smiles, kissing his cheek.
“I’ll buy you as many as you like, under one condition,” Jongin carries Kyungsoo into the bathroom and he begins to run a bath, putting in the bubble bath solution that he knew Kyungsoo liked.
“And what’s that?” Jongin turns and he holds both of Kyungsoo’s cheeks before he kisses him deeply.
“That you make me your boyfriend for real… or should I say girlfriend ?” Jongin laughs and Kyungsoo’s cheeks burn.
“You can be my boyfriend, dummy,” Kyungsoo pinches his butt for good measure and Jongin yelps.
“I liked it better when you called me daddy,” he pouts and Kyungsoo covers his face in shame.
“Jongin!” he whines and his boyfriend kisses every part of his face before taking a bath with him. And for once Kyungsoo feels utterly special as he’s dressed in a soft babydoll and held closely as he falls asleep. Safe in Jongin’s arms.