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subbyyang · 2 years ago

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Always be your king of hearts - Ten/Yangyang

Ten couldn't take it watching everyone fawn over Yangyang, his Yangyang so he leaves his mark. Later, at the hotel, he finishes showing him who he belongs to

{possessive Ten, body writing, mommy kink}

Ten was seeing red. He tried hiding it in front of the fans, smile and look ecstatic - I mean, don’t get him wrong, he was so happy to meet them - but he couldn’t stop stealing glances at the blue team. His jaw set as he bit down on his own teeth at the sight of Seungyoun adjusting Yangyang’s mask, smiling brightly at him. And to make matters worse, not only was Yangyang smiling back, he was giving him one of those shy, soft smiles Ten himself hadn’t seen in ages. It wasn’t fair. He hadn’t seen him in two days and had barely had the time to see him since he arrived from Korea (let alone kiss him) and now he had to watch someone else be all over him.

“Okay everyone, we’re going to take a small break but we’ll be back shortly!” Ten heard the MC tell the crowd. He tried his best not to rush backstage, forcing himself to smile at the fans and throw finger hearts at them but he was restless. He had to talk to Yangyang, hold him in his arms, kiss him all over. He wasn’t usually this possessive - okay, sure he always got a little jealous seeing Yangyang hanging out with other people, like Renjun or Shotaro, but not like this - he wanted nothing more than to kiss him in front of everyone, bite his neck and cover him in marks and bruises.

Ten finally managed to escape, waiting by the door for Yangyang to arrive.

“What - what are you doing?” Yangyang asked, brows frowned in confusion as Ten grabbed him by the arm and pulled him all the way to the bathroom, locking the door behind him.

“Are you having fun, baby?”

Yangyang swallowed as he nodded, looking at the weird smile on Ten’s face - it wasn’t his usual smile and there was something off about his voice too, as if Ten was trying to sound sweet but there was a strange undertone to it. Maybe he was just tired.“Yeah, and Seungyoun hyung is so nice, do you know he speaks five languages?”

“Yeah?” was all Ten could say, that same ugly jealousy burning in his chest, “Seungyoun is taking really good care of you, isn’t he?”

“He is! And Prem too…it was nice being on their team”

“Better than being on mine?” Ten couldn’t help ask.

“What? No, of course not,” Yangyang said, looking down at the floor, cheeks dusted in pink, “you know I would rather be with you,” he whispered.

“Are you sure? You seemed very happy when they were all over you…”

Oh. Yangyang got it now. He looked up with his bright gummy smile, looking Ten right in the eyes. “You’re jealous,” he said, voice laced with glee, his smile growing even bigger at the offended look on Ten’s face.

“I’m not jealous,” Ten scoffed, looking away from Yangyang’s eyes, “I just don’t like it when others play with what’s mine…”

“I think that’s the definition of being jealous…,” Yangyang said with a laugh, eyes shiny with joy, “you think I’m yours?”

Ten turned his head back at Yangyang, so fast he almost got whiplash. He was already staring at him with the most infuriating smile Ten had ever seen plastered on his face. God, Yangyang would never let him live this down. “You are mine”.

“And you’re not gonna do anything to prove it? You have me at your mercy in this locked bathroom and not even give me a kiss?” Yangyang said, heat pooling in his tummy at the way Ten was staring at him. He had never seen Ten like this and it was doing funny things to his heart - and his dick, but mostly his heart. “Maybe I should go back to Seungy -“

Ten didn’t let Yangyang finish his sentence, pushing him against the wall before smacking their lips together, his hands landing roughly on his hips. He tilted his face to deepen the kiss, pushing his tongue into Yangyang’s warm mouth, happy when there was no resistance before taking a step further, fully sandwiching Yangyang between him and the wall, kissing him over and over again. “You’re mine,” he said again with a harsh pant when he pulled away from the kiss, searching for Yangyang’s eyes, his hands tightening their hold on his small hips. He wanted them to bruise.

“Yours,” was all Yangyang could say, still a little disoriented from the hungry kisses, his arms standing dumbly at his side, head lolled back against the wall.

“Only I can make you feel like this,” Ten said, voice much softer than before as he pushed himself back into Yangyang’s personal space, nosing up his long neck before peppering his jaw in kisses, “right?”

Yangyang hummed in reply, tilting his face to give Ten better access, one hand sliding up to Ten’s head, tangling in his hair. They probably had to get back soon but Yangyang wasn’t ready to go back yet. He wanted to savor this moment with Ten, feeling him leave wet kisses on his neck as his hands slid under Yangyang’s shirt, blunt nails lightly scratching the skin.

“Ten - Ten, we can’t,” Yangyang said with a small whine when Ten started sucking on the skin right under his left ear, his legs feeling a little less stable than before, “people will see it, there are cameras outside…”

Ten sighed as he pulled away after one last kiss to Yangyang’s cheek. He was right. They had no time to redo their makeup and they couldn’t risk the mark becoming visible. But he needed to leave something, something that told Seungyoun and Prem to back off his baby. “Give me your arm”

“Why?” Yangyang said as he lifted his arm, eyes stuck on Ten, “what do you need it for?”

But Ten didn’t answer, he simply grabbed Yangyang’s arm with one hand, pulling a marker out of his back pocket with the other. Yangyang looked intrigued as Ten removed the cap with his teeth and led the marker to his inner forearm.

Without much thought Ten made the marker glide on Yangyang’s skin, writing down “TENS” in big, capital letters. He was about to add the apostrophe next to the N when he thought better, it couldn’t be that obvious. He went over the S with the marker again, covering it with a heart before adding another heart above his name and then a crown on top. “What do you think?” he said as he looked back at Yangyang, pleased with his work.

“I like it, my king of hearts,” Yangyang said with a teasing smile.

“No - that’s not what - shut up”

“I want to write something too, give me the marker!”

Ten did as Yangyang asked, handing him the marker before he grabbed onto his arm. He watched curiously as Yangyang kissed his wrist before scribbling something, his body keeping whatever he was writing out of Ten’s sight. It tickled though and Ten was glad it didn’t take too long to write otherwise he would have started squirming around. Finally Yangyang moved away and Ten could see that he had left his mark too, branding his name on his skin with his cute handwriting so that everyone could see. It just made Ten want to kiss him again, push him against the wall just like before or bend him over the sink and have his way with him, but there was no time. Still, he grabbed the marker from Yangyang’s long fingers and uncapped it again, smirking as he lifted Yangyang’s shirt, all the way up to his neck before leaning forward and peppering his chest in kisses, his mind filling with memories from a couple of months before when he had just gotten back from China. But it wasn’t the time for that now. He pulled away and winked at Yangyang before leading the marker back to his skin, slowly writing “TEN’S” just above his heart and surrounding it with small hearts.

Under Ten’s intense gaze, Yangyang brushed along the word with the pads of his fingers, careful not to smudge the still fresh ink. He wanted to go back to the show shirtless, show everyone his chest so that everyone could see: his heart belonged to Ten. “You have no idea how much I want you right now,” Yangyang whispered softly, staring up at the wall clock, discussing with himself whether or not he had the time to sink to his knees and suck Ten off but sadly they didn’t have much time. Maybe if he tried to make it quick.

“What?” Yangyang asked cautiously when he looked back down to find Ten looking at him with a hungry expression.

“Turn around and take your pants off”

“Ten, we don’t have time for that”

“Trust me,” Ten said while rolling his eyes, his expression turning into a pleased one when Yangyang did as he had told, removing his apron and unzipping his pants, pulling them down to his knees before bending over the sink.

“I don’t have any lube and I’m not exactly prepared,” Yangyang said as he turned his head slightly to look at Ten behind him.

“What are you talking about?”

Yangyang stared at Ten, forehead wrinkled as he frowned, eyes traveling from Ten’s confused face down to his arms and then to his hands, one of them still holding the marker. Oh. The marker. It was a bit unusual, yes, but Yangyang was so desperate for Ten he would do anything at this point. “It’s not too big, water should be enough,” he said as he reached back to spread his cheeks, eyes still stuck on Ten’s hands.

“What the f - “ Ten started, stopping dead in his tracks when he followed Yangyang’s gaze to his hand, “oh my god Yangyang! I’m not going to fuck you with it…”

“Oh,” was all Yangyang said, slowly letting go of his ass and standing up a little taller, his cheeks burning bright red when he heard Ten cackling behind him.

“So desperate,” Ten said fondly as he hugged him from behind, kissing the back of his neck, “do you need to be touched that badly you actually thought I was going to shove a marker up your ass? That’s so dirty, baby…”

“When you say it like that,” Yangyang grumbled, looking down at his feet, praying Ten never shared this story with anyone else.

“Oh baby, don’t worry…I’ll take care of you when we get back, okay? Now, bend over again”

Ten waited until Yangyang got back in position before getting back to work, scribbling down “little” on one ass cheek and “whore ♥️” on the other. He smiled softly as he drew a smiley face on the back of his arm and wrote “LOVE” on the other before placing one hand on his back, his smile growing even bigger as he pushed him further down before writing “TEN’S” right above his crack with an arrow pointing down. Perfect.

“What are you writing?” Yangyang asked as he tried to look back only for Ten to cover it with his hands.

“You’ll see it later,” Ten said with a smirk as he pulled Yangyang’s pants and underwear back up, “just avoid bending over while the cameras are around,” he continued, kissing Yangyang’s back, right between his shoulder blades before turning around to leave, leaving Yangyang fumbling with his zipper.

“What do you mean by that? Ten -“

“Oh look at the time, we’re late, come on before someone comes looking for us!”

— —

The rest of the day had gone impossibly slowly. At least his plan seemed to have worked, Seungyoun looking at the writing on Yangyang’s arm before looking back at Ten with a raised brow before smiling sheepishly, a knowing look in his eyes and lifting his hands in surrender as he took a step away from Yangyang. Good. Still, he nearly jumped into the car when he had the chance, happy to see Yangyang seemed to be equally as desperate, immediately holding onto his hand and sitting as physically close without being in his lap as possible. Ten slid one arm behind Yangyang’s back, placing his hand on his hip, so low it was almost on his thigh, “the things I’m gonna do to you once I get you all to myself,” he whispered in Yangyang’s ear, pleased with himself when Yangyang shivered against him, a small whimper caught in his throat.

Luckily the car ride didn’t take long, Ten and Yangyang excusing themselves from the managers claiming they were too tired from filming all day. It was obviously a lie and sometimes Ten wondered if the managers had any idea of what was happening - but if they knew, they kept quiet as Ten and Yangyang tried to act normal.

“I missed you,” Yangyang whimpered once they were in their room, his back against the door. They hadn’t been inside for one second before Ten was pushing him against it, and pulling him into a kiss, his hands traveling up and down his body.

“I missed you too, my baby,” Ten whispered back before leaning forward and nibbling on Yangyang’s jaw, pushing him closer to him. He could never get enough of Yangyang. Couldn’t get enough of his kisses, or his touches, could listen to his breathless moans forever.

Yangyang chased Ten’s lips with his own, pulling him into another kiss as Ten pulled away from the door, walking backwards towards the bed and pulling Yangyang along with him. Impatiently he tugged on Ten’s shirt, wanting nothing more than to feel his warm body against him, memorize it with his fingertips.

Ten flipped them around at the last minute, pushing Yangyang down on the bed before pulling his shirt over his head and climbing on top of him. They shared a hungry look, Yangyang holding tightly onto his biceps and wrapping his thighs around his waist as he pulled him closer.

“Always so desperate,” Ten cooed as he let Yangyang rub himself against Ten’s crotch, his cock clearly already hard inside his pants, “you would cum like this if I let you, wouldn’t you?”

Yangyang nodded as he pulled Ten down hard, slotting their lips together in a messy, uncoordinated kiss. He didn’t want to think anymore, just wanted to feel Ten’s touch, to feel Ten’s lips against his, his cock hard against his own. He had been dying for this from the moment he had stepped out of the plane. It should scare him how desperate he was for Ten after only two days of not seeing each other but those were problems for non-horny Yangyang to think about.

“Fuck me, please Ten, I’ve waited all day…”

“Fuck you? I don’t know,” Ten teased, cupping Yangyang’s cheeks and bumping their noses together.

“I can call Seungyoun hyung…” Yangyang said with a sly smile as he looked up at Ten between his lashes, that nice heat pooling in his stomach at the dark look on Ten’s face.

“No,” Ten barked, tightening his hold on Yangyang’s cheeks until he forced his mouth open, “you’re mine, only mine,” he said in a low voice before spitting in Yangyang’s mouth.

Yangyang moaned, eyes rolling to the back of his head, hips bucking up wildly against Ten as he felt Ten’s spit landing on his tongue. He needed Ten to do something and he wasn’t against crying to get his way, but before his eyes could brim with tears Ten was leaning down, kissing him again, a messy, open mouthed kiss, their teeth clinking together once or twice.

“As if Woodz could turn you into such a needy whore just by spitting in you,” Ten teased before leaning back down, nipping up and down Yangyang’s neck, their crotches rubbing together as Yangyang sobbed in his ear.

Yangyang whined softly when Ten got up and left the bed, suddenly feeling way too cold without his warm weight above him.

“Come with me, baby,” Ten said, reaching one hand towards Yangyang and helping him get up, “it’s time to show you what I wrote earlier”

Oh. Yangyang had forgotten all about it. He followed Ten to the mirror and let him carefully remove his shirt, his eyes immediately zeroing in on “TEN’S” written above his heart, causing warmth to invade his chest. He was so distracted by it, he barely felt Ten pulling his pants down, only noticing it when he tapped on his thigh to get his attention. He stepped out of his clothes, his cheeks bright pink at the sight of his naked reflection, while Ten still stood half dressed behind him, glued to his back, his arms strongly wrapped around his waist.

“You’re so beautiful, I never get tired of looking at you,” Ten admitted, his voice reaching levels of softness it usually only did after they had fucked for hours and both their bodies and their minds were on the brink of exhaustion, “and you’re all mine. My little whore…”

Yangyang’s breath got caught in his throat, his cock twitching in interest as he stared at the teasing smile on mirror Ten’s face. He let Ten turn him around, his back towards the mirror and finally looked back, squinting to read what was written on him, his eyes nearly bulging out of his face when he saw it all.

“Ten!” Yangyang said as he quickly turned to look at Ten, eyes open in surprise. “You let me walk around all day with that written…what if someone saw it?”

“It would mean they were looking where they weren’t supposed to,” Ten said with a quiet laugh before pulling Yangyang into a placating kiss, “imagine someone seeing it and knowing you belong to me, this,” Ten continued as he squeezed Yangyang’s ass, “this belongs to me”

Yangyang was still blushing as he hid his face in the crook of Ten’s neck, pleasure licking at him as he fully understood what Ten was saying. He really didn’t know what had gotten into Ten today but he wasn’t about to complain, not when Ten’s words had his body breaking out in goosebumps, shivers of pleasure traveling down his spine.

“Write more,” Yangyang whispered in Ten’s ear, wrapping his arms around Ten’s waist.

“You want more? Okay, I can do that…” Ten whispered back, as he fished the same marker from his pocket. He stared at Yangyang’s body, thinking hard about that he was going to do before turning him back around, quickly getting to work, scribbling “slut”, “whore” and “mine” wherever there was an empty space. When he was happy with it, he walked around Yangyang before kissing him hard on the lips, laughing when Yangyang tried to follow him as he pulled away, “such a needy mouth…”

Yangyang whimpered softly as Ten brushed his lips with his fingers, his mouth dropping open as his tongue peeked out, lapping at Ten’s fingers desperately.

“Yeah, that’s it, show me what your mouth is good for,” Ten said, not much louder than a whisper as he led the marker to his cheek.

Yangyang peeked over Ten’s shoulders, his cock jerking at what he saw. In Ten’s neat handwriting were the words “cum here” with an arrow pointing into his open mouth. He felt his legs trembling as he followed along with Ten’s scribbles “squeeze” written across his throat, embellished with hearts and stars, “pinch” next to his nipple, more “sluts” and “whores” than he could count and even more “mines”, there was “Ten’s” written right above his bellybutton and “cumslut” just bellow. It was embarrassing how hard he was getting just from being marked and it didn’t help when Ten dropped to his knees in front of him, looking up at him from between his pretty lashes.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” Ten teased as he flicked Yangyang’s cock, making it bounce against his stomach as he whimpered, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry…let me kiss it better,” he whispered before taking Yangyang in his mouth, eyes immediately watering when he took him all the way down, the head lodged in his throat. It was not fair that Yangyang had a dick this big when he didn’t know how to use it. He should teach him one day - but today he had other plans; he kept bobbing his head up and down Yangyang’s shaft, nails digging painfully into his tiny hips, leaving behind half crescent marks, tears streaming down his face as Yangyang sobbed, lost in pleasure.

“Lie down, baby, don’t want you hurting yourself,” Ten cooed as he pulled away, voice a little rough, as he pulled Yangyang down by the hand until he was down on his back, legs spread to make space for Ten. He grabbed the forgotten marker before spreading Yangyang’s legs further apart, bending them at the hip as he lay down between them. “You have such pretty thighs,” he started, drawing wavy, feather light lines on his soft skin, watching in delight as he shuddered, his cock bobbing against his stomach; he then went back to writing, filling both thighs with “mine” and “kiss” and so, so many hearts.

“Please Ten, put it in your mouth again,” Yangyang begged, fidgeting with the loose carpet threads, trying his best not to touch himself. He had been so close just before and it was the only thing on his mind now.

“My needy little slut,” Ten cooed, voice dripping in affection as he threw the marker to the side, wrapping his arms around Yangyang’s thighs and swallowing him whole, his nose snug against Yangyang’s skin. He had to hold him down as he swallowed around him with a groan, the vibrations sending shivers up Yangyang’s spine.

Both had tears in their eyes as Ten kept sucking him off, alternating between taking him deep down his throat and teasing the head with his tongue, quickly driving Yangyang to the edge.

“Ten, I’m gonna cum,” Yangyang sobbed, fingers clasping in Ten’s hair, trying to pull him away.

“Cum in my mouth, baby” Ten said quickly before diving back down, going so deep he couldn’t breathe for a couple of seconds, swallowing around Yangyang’s leaking cock once, twice before pulling back up, concentrating on the head. Once he let one of his hands slide from Yangyang’s thigh down to his balls he knew he was a goner. It only took him fondling him once for Yangyang to cum with a desperate moan, Ten’s mouth becoming so full it almost leaked out.

“Thank you, that was so - fuck, that was so good,” Yangyang babbled, his next probably incoherent sentence interrupted by Ten appearing above him, forcing his mouth open with his fingers. His eyes nearly crossed as he tried staring at Ten, a new wave of pleasure building in his gut when he realized what he was doing; without needing to be told he fully opened his mouth, his tongue sliding out as Ten spit Yangyang’s cum back in his mouth, slowly, oh so slowly as Yangyang moaned underneath him, until there was no more and he then watched as Yangyang swallowed his own release, eyes fluttering shut and a soft smile on his lips.

“You’re my perfect doll,” Ten whispered, leaning down to kiss Yangyang, a groan leaving his throat when Yangyang bucked his hips, rutting his now soft cock against Ten’s hard one, “need to fuck you so bad, turn around…”

Yangyang got on his hands and knees as Ten went to look for the lube, he looked ahead at his reflection in the mirror, blushing bright red at the view: he could see Ten’s writing all over his body, especially the one on his cheek as Ten’s words echoed in his mind “my perfect doll”. The idea of Ten treating him just like an object he used to get off excited him more than he was keen to admit at the moment but before he could dwell too much on it Ten was back behind him, already spreading lube on his fingers.

“You can do it quickly, I - I want you to feel good…” Yangyang muttered, pushing his ass up and spreading his legs as much as he could in this position.

“Oh, you’re so good for me, such a perfect slut,” Ten said, dropping one noisy kiss to Yangyang’s ass cheek before slowly pushing two fingers inside, his dick twitching at the sight of Yangyang laying his chest on the ground, pushing his ass closer to him, a string of loud moans and whimpers falling from his lips as Ten kept fucking him open.

“Is it too much, doll?”

“Fuck, no, no - don’t stop, it’s not - feels good, feels so good,” Yangyang wailed, his nerve endings screaming in overstimulation as Ten twisted his fingers around until he hit his prostate dead on. Oh, Yangyang wanted to cry. He probably was, in fact. His cock was leaking precum (postcum? Fuck he didn’t even know anymore) all over the carpet even though he was still soft and at the back of his mind he felt bad about the poor cleaning lady who was going to deal with the stains but those sorts of thoughts took too much brain power so Yangyang just shut them down, instead worrying about hiccuping and sobbing, begging for Ten’s cock like the good slut he was. Ten’s good slut.

“I’m going to fuck you now, baby,” Ten said, not really sure Yangyang was listening, as he lubed himself up, his clothes forgotten in a pile nearby when he had gone to look for the lube, and finally lined himself up, pushing in in one quick motion. Fuck, Yangyang was always so fucking tight. Ten took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before starting a series of slow but deep strokes, causing Yangyang to slide forward on the carpeted floor.

Yangyang couldn’t stop moans from falling freely from his lips at the feeling of Ten’s cock spreading him open. He was going slow enough that he could feel him brushing along his walls, but going so deep he could feel him in his tummy. It was driving him crazy. He needed more, it’s all he could think about, begging words falling from his lips without him even realizing it.

“Mommy,” Yangyang sobbed, his tears soaking into the carpet, “mommy, please harder”.

Oh, Ten thought, it was one of those days.

“Mommy’s got you, baby, mommy’s got you, my perfect little doll,” he cooed, picking up his pace, fucking deeply into Yangyang’s tight heat. He knew he wasn’t going to last at this pace but it seemed neither was Yangyang, his cock filling up once again and pathetically leaking uninterruptedly. “Look at yourself, baby,” Ten said with effort as he wrapped one arm around Yangyang’s waist and another around his chest and lifted him up, placing his hand on his throat to keep his head from lolling to the side, “such a brainless slut for mommy, isn’t that right?”

Yangyang nodded as his lips trembled, fat tears running down his cheeks. He was so desperate, bucking his hips into thin air, pitifully looking for friction on his spent cock.

“I want to hear you, whose brainless slut are you?”

“Mommy’s, only mommy’s,” Yangyang moaned, trying to look away from his reflection but Ten wouldn’t let him.

“Not Seungyoun’s?” Ten teased.

“Who?” Yangyang whispered, confusion clear in his fucked out voice before his face opened up in recognition, “no, just mommy’s, I’m all yours, all yours…”

“That’s right, mommy’s slut, keep looking at yourself…such a pretty little doll, perfect for mommy,” Ten whispered in Yangyang’s ear, pulling him closer as he kept fucking him at a brutal pace, his hair sticking to his forehead as beads of sweat dripped down his back.

“Mommy, mommy I can’t hold it”

“Are you gonna cum for me, princess? Go ahead, you’ve been such a good fuck toy for mommy, you deserve it,” Ten praised, one hand sliding down to wrap around Yangyang’s cock. He only needed to tug twice before Yangyang was cumming all over his hand, his thighs trembling in effort. “Shh, lie down, baby, be good and let mommy finish,” he cooed, carefully helping Yangyang down so he was back on all fours, elbows keeping him up for a few seconds before he fell back to the ground, Ten holding him up by the hips.

Yangyang squirmed around as Ten kept fucking him relentlessly, his pace desperate and erratic as he chased his own release, soft coos and shushes falling from his lips. It was all too much and at the same time not enough and Yangyang feared the moment Ten finished because he couldn’t stomach being away from him right now. He watched from the mirror’s reflection as Ten pulled out with a groan and came all over his back, making the already sweat-smudged writing look even smudgier.

“So pretty like this,” Ten whispered, mostly to himself as he fished his phone from the pocket of his forgotten pants, quickly snapping a picture of Yangyang, all sleepy and fucked out on the floor, covered in cum and cheeks covered in tears, smudged marker all over his body, his hair a sweaty mess and his knees red from rug burn. He was perfect. And he was all Ten’s, no one else got to see him like this.

“Don’t go,” Yangyang sniffled when Ten tried to get up. It wasn’t unusual for him to get like this after they were done, still needing a few minutes of cuddles before doing anything else.

So Ten did as Yangyang wanted, lying down next to him, pulling him to his chest and pulling his leg over his thigh, his hand sliding to his knee, “does it hurt here, baby?”

“Burns a little,” Yangyang mumbled, placing his hand on top of Ten’s over his sore knee.

“It does? I’m sorry, doll, mommy will make it better,” Ten cooed, softly massaging his knee as he pulled him into a gentle kiss.

It would take several minutes until Yangyang perked up a little, looking a little less fucked out as he brushed his nose with Ten’s, peppering his jaw with soft kisses.

“Are you fully back with me? Can I clean you up now?”

“Yeah, I would like that,” Yangyang replied, getting up with Ten’s help but immediately feeling like his knees were about to give up underneath him.

“Come on, princess, mommy’s got you,” Ten teased, picking him up from the floor, grunting in effort as he tried to walk to the bathroom as quickly as possible.

— —

After a good bath and room service, Ten and Yangyang were back in bed, snuggled into each other’s sides, Yangyang’s head laying on Ten’s firm chest as he drew random shapes with his fingertips.

“Oh, by the way, one of the fans asked me to be her boyfriend…” Yangyang muttered, looking up at Ten and watching in delight as Ten’s face darkened for a second, before laying his head back down, “I said I had to ask my mom first…”

“Hmm, is that so?” Ten said with a smirk, softly carding his fingers through Yangyang’s still humid hair before pulling on it harshly, forcing Yangyang to look up into his eyes when he nodded, “mommy says no one else is allowed to have you,” he whispered in a firm voice before colliding his lips with Yangyang’s in a breathtaking kiss, that flame of possessiveness licking at his insides once again.

Yangyang was HIS baby.

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subbyyang · 3 years ago

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Smile for the camera ♡ - Ten/Yangyang

Camboy Ten's viewers have been begging to see him top ever since discovering he was a vers Ten brings his favorite bottom, Yangyang, to one of his lives for the first time

Very fluffy smut because they are both whipped for each other ~

“I have a surprise for you guys today, I think you’ll like it” Ten said as he eyed the comments in the chat room moving at a leisurely pace. It was still early, the livestream had only started a couple of minutes before. “What’s the surprise? Hmm, show me how much you want to know” Ten continued as he laughed while playing with the zipper of his hoodie, eyes glinting at the sound of the tips raining in.

Yangyang was sitting out of the camera’s view, his posture a little stiff. He had jumped at the opportunity of being in one of Ten’s streams - he had been dreaming about it for months now - but the closer it got for him to be on camera the more nervous he felt. And excited. But mostly nervous.

“Oh? You must be so curious…” Ten purred as he pulled down the zipper of the hoodie - technically Yangyang’s hoodie - showing off his toned body. He gave the camera a blinding smile that left Yangyang and probably everyone watching him breathless before looking up, over the camera, eyes setting on Yangyang. “Come here, baby…they want to see you”

Yangyang shakily got up from the chair and made his way to Ten, letting him grab him by the hand and sit him on his lap facing the camera.

“Here he is, isn’t he cute?” Ten said as he looked at the camera before leaving a noisy kiss on Yangyang's cheek. He didn’t need to see the chat to know what the viewers were saying, but the way the tips kept flashing on his screen told him enough. “Relax, baby, you’re doing good” Ten whispered in Yangyang’s ear, low enough it wouldn’t be caught by the mic, his hands snaking around his waist and landing on his thighs.

Yangyang was still a little shy at all the attention he was getting, his eyes landing on ‘ so cute’, ‘omg adorable’, ‘can’t wait to see you fuck him’, ‘make him cry’, and many other comments whenever he looked at the chat, but Ten had started caressing his thighs, drawing circles with his thumbs as he went back to talking to the camera, pulling the attention back on himself.

“You’ve been begging me see me top for months now so, of course, I had to bring the cutest bottom I know for you guys…say hi, baby”

“Hi everyone” Yangyang said with a small wave, his cheeks burning red at having been put in the spotlight again.

“Oh, he’s so shy today! Usually he’s so bratty,” Ten said with a laugh, slipping his hands under Yangyang’s oversized hoodie, smiling when he felt him shiver under his warm touch, “is it because people are watching you? You’re going to be good today?”

“I’m always good” Yangyang said, internally cringing at the whiny tone of his voice. Did Ten’s viewers like that? Would they prefer him to behave or to be bratty?

“Yeah, you are” Ten said, voice laced in so much affection it surprised even himself. He kissed the nape of Yangyang’s neck, just to have some time to will his own blush to disappear before looking back at the chat. “Hmm, what’s his name? Let’s just call him baby for today…it does fit him, doesn't it?”

Yangyang could not stop blushing at the way Ten seemed to talk about him as if he wasn’t there, showering him in praise in front of his fans, his hands not once stopping gently rubbing his skin.

“You haven’t really gotten a good look at his body yet, have you? Oh he’s to die for…has the prettiest, longest legs, the cutest ass, the tiniest waist…”

“Ten” Yangyang whined, covering his face in embarrassment, his cock stirring in interest hidden by the panties he was wearing under the hoodie. Ten just cooed at him, petting his tummy and kissing him on the cheek, which somehow just made his blush grow bigger. The fact the tip notification noise had started going off in quick succession wasn’t helping either.

“Yangie, baby,” Ten whispered in his ear once again after a few seconds of Yangyang covering his face, “do you want to stop?”

“No, it’s okay, I’m just not used to the attention”

Ten nodded in response to Yangyang, tugging on his hand and pushing on his hip until he was sitting sideways on his thigh. He pushed on Yangyang’s head so he would lay it on his shoulder before kissing the top of his head and turning back to the chat being flooded with messages about how cute baby was.

“Okay, guys, baby is not very used to the cameras so please make the sacrifice of focusing back on me for a second”

It was easier like this, leaning on Ten, hearing his voice as he spoke to the viewers, flirty and teasing, asking them what they wanted to see, one hand rubbing Yangyang’s thigh absentmindedly. Little by little he started feeling calmer, less nervous about the camera and the attention so he started peppering the crook of Ten’s neck in soft kisses, hoping to get his attention.

“Oh, hi baby, you’re ready to come back?” Ten said with a big smile, a shiver running down his spine at the feeling of Yangyang’s lips on his skin. He always melted with Yangyang’s kisses, always so soft and gentle until Ten took charge and made them into something more. “You want to see more of him?”

Ten rolled his chair back and got up, pulling Yangyang up with him, Yangyang’s body now fully visible on the screen. He was wearing an oversized black hoodie with red skulls that covered all the way down to his mid-thighs, hiding a pair of lacy white panties - chosen by Ten, his legs were covered by some knee high socks Yangyang stole from Ten’s wardrobe, only a sliver of skin showing between the socks and the hoodie. Yangyang shivered when he felt Ten hug him from the back, nuzzling into the crook of his neck, his hands sliding teasingly under the hoodie.

“Should we show more? I don’t know if you guys are interested enough…” Ten purred, slowly rocking his hips against Yangyang’s ass, before going back to kissing up and down his neck.

Even from a distance Yangyang could see the tips dropping in, so quickly the tip notification never really went away, just flashing on the screen continuously. He couldn’t read what the comments said but he could tell there were lots of them, one after the other making the chat move quickly. It made his cock stir in arousal. The idea that all these strangers were probably getting off to him, all the while Ten brushed lightly over his clothed cock under the hoodie, whispering in his ear how well he was doing had him panting into the air, legs trembling in excitement.

“Hmm, okay…baby has a surprise for you, show them…”

Yangyang stared dumbly for a moment into the distance before realizing what Ten was saying. Shakily he held onto the hem of his hoodie, lifting it up, slowly making it slide along his thighs, revealing more and more of his soft, milky skin.

“Yeah, just like that, slowly, baby…” Ten encouraged, eyes set on Yangyang’s image on the screen. He looked so pretty, Ten had to stop himself from manhandling him into the bed behind them and have his way with him. He needed patience today.

Encouraged both by the rapidly moving comments and Ten’s words, Yangyang pulled the hoodie over his panties, his cheeks a bright red shade. He continued pulling it up, showing his toned abs and was going to continue when Ten held onto his hands.

“Let’s get closer to the camera, give them a better look…” Ten said as he gently pushed Yangyang forward, “tell him how cute he is…”

Now that he was closer to the screen, Yangyang could catch some of the comments before they disappeared, replaced by similar ones. Some were very tame, calling him cute and pretty just like Ten had told them to do; others, on the other hand, had Yangyang blushing at the crude language, describing what they wanted to see Ten do to him or do to him themselves. He let out a soft, low moan when Ten let go of his hands, going back to brushing his skin with his fingertips, leaving a trail of goosebumps along the way.

“Baby loves being praised,” Ten told the viewers with a soft laugh before turning his face to look at Yangyang, “don’t you, baby?”

“Y-yes” he stuttered as Ten’s hand had slid from his thigh to his crotch, again brushing over the bulge in his panties with his fingers.

“Yeah, you do…you’re getting so hard just from the viewers’ comments, aren’t you?” Ten purred, grabbing onto Yangyang’s cock over the panties, his thumb drawing circles on the head until Yangyang was keening in his arms, head falling back on Ten’s shoulder, a small wet patch starting to appear. “Oh everyone, he’s so sensitive, he’ll cum in his panties if I continue…it wouldn’t be the first time”

Yangyang whined at what Ten was sharing with the viewers, his blush deepening and disappearing into his hoodie. It wasn’t a lie though, Ten had made him cum in his pants many times before and would probably continue to do so. Yangyang didn’t mind it one bit. Still, Ten shushed him with a kiss to the forehead, which had everyone keyboard smashing in the comments. Ten let go of Yangyang just long enough to bring the chair back, sitting on it and pulling him once again on his lap, spreading his legs and pulling them up so his feet were on top of the chair. He went back to running his hands along whatever part of Yangyang was visible, chuckling at how Yangyang was still holding the hoodie up showing his stomach.

“They want to see more” Yangyang said in a low voice, pointing at the comments when Ten hummed at him.

“You guys want more? Hmm want to see his cock?” Ten read some of the comments, all of them asking for the same thing, “baby?”

Yangyang thought about it. The main reason he was wearing the panties was because he hadn’t been sure in the beginning of how much he wanted to show and that way he could still be fucked either way. Ten was very skilled at fucking him in underwear, only needing to pull them a little to the side before sliding in. Still, Yangyang realized he wanted this. Wanted all the strangers to see him, all of him as they touched themselves. At the back of his mind, Yangyang knew he should maybe be weirded out by it, but in reality it just made him hornier.

“Yeah, that’s okay,” he said with a sure smile before holding onto the armrests, pushing himself up a little, “take them off for me?”

Ten didn’t waste any time, carefully sliding the lacy garment down, over Yangyang’s ass and down his thighs, taking full advantage of this to run his hands along his body. Yangyang finished pulling them off, staring expectantly at the chat. The response was immediate. Dozens of comments appearing and disappearing in quick succession, the tips - which had slowed down for a moment there - coming down in full force. Ten pulled him back against his chest, hands sliding up his thighs, one keeping his legs open while the other slid all the way up to his leaking cock.

“It is pretty, isn’t it?” Ten said, in agreement with some of the comments, slowly jerking him with his fingers, collecting some of the precum to make the slide easier. “His balls?” Ten asked as he read one comment out loud from user ballslover_69 before pushing his cock to the side, the hand on his thigh sliding under his cock to gently squeeze them, his thumb caressing the velvety skin of his sack, “perfect, like everything else about him”

Yangyang gasped softly. He feared he was actually going to cum this time, his cock desperately bobbing in Ten’s hand, precum pooling at the tip before sliding down. Ten had called him perfect. If Yangyang had a tail he was sure he'd be wagging it right now.

“See? I told you guys he liked praise,” Ten said with a laugh, showing his hand soaked in precum, “no, we can’t make him cum yet…I’m still working on his stamina”

“Don’t say that” Yangyang whined, cheeks burning bright red as he fought the stubborn smile on his lips.

“Why? You don’t want them to know how you cum and immediately require cuddles, all sleepy and soft before knocking out?” Ten whispered to him, careful to keep his voice low as he teased him.

Yangyang whined again, trying to smack Ten’s side only to have his wrist grabbed by him.

“Don’t get feisty, or I’ll have to punish you in front of everyone”

Yangyang just whimpered, his cock throbbing between his legs. That should not have excited him the way it did. Ten went back to petting him, fully ignoring his cock this time, trying to get him to calm down before he came all over his stomach.

“Do I punish him often?” Ten read another comment out loud, “oh, definitely…I’ve told you guys, he’s being an angel with you but he’s a little bit of a brat”

Yangyang blushed again at the comments appearing on the screen, some curious about the punishments, others suggesting some of his own. He had watched Ten’s lives before - many times, at that - but he had never paid any mind to the chat, giving all his attention to Ten. That’s to say, he had never realized how inventive they could be. Some of the punishments being suggested made him breakout in goosebumps. And he wasn’t sure it was in a good way.

“Usually we keep it simple, spanking is the main one, sometimes some edging and ruined orgasms…depends on what he did,” Ten said, his voice light and casual as if he was talking about the weather, “although, there was one time he was very bad…” Ten continued, glancing at Yangyang to gouge his reaction. It could be a touchy subject.

Yangyang grabbed onto Ten’s hand, shaking his head lightly. He didn’t want to share that story, of how Ten had been so disappointed in him he actually made him sit down in the corner and copy lines over and over again, in the same room Ten was fucking someone else - their friend Hendery - praising him for being good and well behaved, unlike Yangyang. He also didn’t want to share how Ten had held him in the end, Hendery awkwardly sitting to the side, not really knowing what to do. And he definitely didn’t want to share - something Ten didn’t know either - that he had snuck out of bed that night to sob on the bathroom floor, holding a hand over his mouth to keep the noise from waking the other two. He should have safeworded out that day but he had stupidly thought Ten would be disappointed in him for not taking his punishment. He knew better now.

“Nevermind! Speaking of spanking, he still has some leftover bruises from the last time he was a little brat, do you guys wanna see it?” Ten said, quickly changing the subject, his hands caressing Yangyang’s inner thighs, gently scratching at the skin in what he hoped was a calming gesture. There was something about that night Yangyang was not telling him and one day he would get to the bottom of it. But not today. Today was the time to make Yangie feel good, show him off to his viewers, give him all the praise he loved so much. “You know how to show me how much you want it…”

They watched as the viewers went crazy. When Ten deemed they had sent enough, he got up from the chair and helped Yangyang kneel on it, bent over the back, his ass fully exposed to the camera. Yangyang didn’t know it was possible for his blush to get even worse but here he was, flushed all the way down to his chest.

“He bruises so prettily, everyone…just look at this…” Ten said, biting his lip as he pressed on the bruises causing Yangyang to whimper loudly, his legs spreading as open as they could on the chair. Ten kept groping him and pinching him as soft moans fell freely from Yangyang’s lips. He slapped his ass once, watching intently as the skin became red underneath his hand, Yangyang struggling to hold onto the chair, a deep groan on his throat.

“Ten” Yangyang whined, trying to arch his back and shake his ass, hoping he would get the message.

“Baby wants to show us something?”

“Ye-yes, Ten, please, I want them to see my - “ Yangyang managed to stammer as his hands flew back, grabbing onto one cheek with each hand and spreading them.

“Hmm, baby is so good for you, isn’t he? Showing you his needy hole for free…” Ten purred, helping Yangyang spread himself before pushing the chair even closer so the camera had a perfect view of Yangyang’s ass. “Look how perfect it is…and he’s so tight, fuck,” Ten said with a moan, sucking on his middle finger, getting it all wet before sliding it between Yangyang’s cheeks, massaging the rim for a second before pushing in, “it’s hard to use even just one finger…”

Yangyang sobbed when Ten started fucking him with one finger, using his hand to make sure he was well spread and the movements were clear on the camera. He always loved getting fingered by Ten and knowing people were watching them - watching him - somehow made it all better.

“You want to watch me fuck him? Be patient…,” Ten teased, pulling his finger out, still massaging around the rim with his fingertips, eyes trained on the chat, “do I use toys on him? Oh yeah, he loves toys, don’t you baby?” Ten asked as he ruffled Yangyang’s hair before bringing over his special box.

“Yeah” Yangyang breathed out with a small nod, one hand drifting down to play with his neglected cock. They were entering dangerous territory if the glint in Ten’s eyes was something to go by.

“What’s your favorite?” Ten continued, uncapping a bottle of lube and lubing up three fingers. He went back to leisurely fucking Yangyang with one finger as he waited for the answer.

“Oh…I don’t know, I like a lot of them”

“Whore” Ten teased with a snort, pushing a second finger in causing Yangyang to cry out before fucking himself back on Ten’s fingers. “What? Don’t be mean to him? Weren’t you the ones telling me to make him cry like fifteen minutes ago?”

Yangyang let out a soft laugh - that had no business making Ten’s heart swell the way it did - making a finger heart in the general direction of the camera, pleased with himself when the tip notifications went off.

“I - I like the green one…” Yangyang finally said, face turned sideways so he could look at Ten.

“This one?” Ten replied with a knowing smile, pulling a green prostate massager with a thick base from the box. It wasn’t the only green toy he had but he remembered all the times he made Yangyang cry with it, cumming all over himself over and over again.

“Y-yeah, and the bullet vibrator, the little pink one…oh, the blue anal beads too” Yangyang said, pink blush back on his cheeks. There were others, but there were kinks Yangyang wasn’t ready to admit to in front of a camera.

“See? I told you he was needy,” Ten said, eyeing the screen before leaning down to kiss Yangyang on the lips, the first actual kiss they had shared on camera, just a quick one as a reward for having answered the question, “and spoiled…” he continued when he pulled away. “Oh, you guys liked that, didn’t you?” Ten laughed as he read some of the comments begging them to kiss closer to the camera.

They changed positions again, Ten sitting back down on the chair as Yangyang sat sideways on his lap. Ten adjusted the camera so it was focused on their faces before pulling Yangyang in for a filthy kiss, hungry, full of teeth and tongue. Poor Yangyang was struggling to keep up, drool sliding down his chin as Ten noisily sucked on his tongue. He knew Ten was probably just putting on a show for his viewers and maybe giving him a treat too, after all he knew how much Yangyang loved messy kisses even if he wasn’t that much of a fan himself. Yangyang moaned desperately into the kiss, fingers clasped around Ten’s biceps as he held on for dear life. When the kiss ended they both pulled away, Ten somehow looking as composed as ever while Yangyang looked a mess, hair sticking out in weird places, lips red and shiny with spit, drool on his chin, eyes a little wild.

“Isn’t he pretty like this?” Ten asked, tilting Yangyang’s face to show the camera, making sure to catch all the mess before wiping his chin lovingly. His fans seemed to love it, showering them with tips and comments as Ten went back to kissing Yangyang, slower this time, but no less hungry.

They kissed for a few minutes, Yangyang’s moans growing higher and higher as Ten went back to fingering him open, now three fingers deep in his hole as his tongue fucked into his mouth. He was tempted to lube his other fingers, try to fit them all in but he quickly let go of the idea. Fisting was something that took a lot out of Yangyang, both physically and emotionally and he didn’t think it would be the best idea to do it in front of a camera. And then there was the more primal part of his brain that didn’t want anyone else seeing Yangie - his Yangie - like that.

“I love your kisses,” Ten said as pulled away from Yangyang’s lips, smiling at the shy look on his face, “you have the most perfect mouth, do you know that?” he continued, louder, making sure it was caught by the mic, his fingers brushing along Yangyang’s bottom lip.

Yangyang knew what Ten was doing right away, letting his mouth fall open, his tongue licking his fingertips before Ten was shoving three fingers in his mouth. He let his eyes flutter closed as he concentrated on not gagging too much when Ten pushed them all the way down his throat. He still choked a little - Ten liked it when he did - just not enough to actually throw up. No one wanted to see that.

“Perfect,” Ten praised for the hundredth time that night, fucking roughly into his mouth at the same pace he fucked his fingers into Yangyang’s ass, “you wish it was your cocks he was choking on, don’t you?”

Yangyang tried to glance at the chat from the corner of his eye but it was difficult with the tears that had started to fall down his cheeks. Ten seemed to notice his predicament, reading out loud some of the comments for him.

Want to make him choke on my cock for hours

Fuck, we would never leave the house if I had him

Look how well he takes it, so well trained

Tennie, fuck his mouth

Make him deepthroat you

Cum in his mouth

Cum on his face

Choke him with your hands

At that last comment Yangyang let out a deep moan, muffled by Ten, his hole fluttering around Ten’s fingers. Interesting , Ten thought, saving that reaction for later.

“Can we see more of your bodies?” Ten read out loud as he pulled his fingers out of Yangyang’s mouth, “should we show them more, baby? What do you think?”

“Yes, yes” Yangyang said as he nodded, reaching for the hem of his hoodie. Yangyang couldn’t wait to take it off, both because it felt good to know he was being ogled at and because it had become too hot in the room, beads of sweat rolling down his back.

“Go on then,” Ten said as he tried to gently pull his fingers out of Yangyang’s ass, pulling him fully on his lap, his back against Ten’s chest, “be pretty for them”

Yangyang slowly lifted his hoodie as Ten followed his movements with his own hands, starting by showing his cock and then his hips, going up to his stomach and then his chest. He moaned softly when Ten ran his hands along his tummy and his chest, stopping to brush his nipples. Ten helped him pull the hoodie over his head, making a teasing comment about his messy hair before going back to playing with his nipples, pinching them and rolling them between his fingers as Yangyang whimpered, hips bucking up into the air.

“He’s beautiful, isn’t he? So perfect for me,” Ten said as he nuzzled Yangyang’s neck, leaving soft pecks on the warm skin, his voice going lower and lower as he went on, clearly forgetting the viewers and the camera, “you’re so cute, baby, so good for me, you’re absolute perfection…”

Yangyang was about to cry and it wasn’t for horny reasons. Well, not completely. He loved Ten, had loved him from the first night they spent together and from that moment on he had known he wanted to spend the rest of his life with him. But Ten wasn’t like that, he didn’t do relationships. Hell, most times he didn’t sleep with the same person twice, Yangyang already considered himself lucky enough Ten seemed to love fucking him. Even if he didn’t love him .

“Ten, Ten I’m gonna cum soon” Yangyang warned when he felt him get closer to the edge as Ten played with his chest.

“Oh, yeah, Ya - baby, has such sensitive nipples, if you play with them long enough he’ll cum all over himself untouched,” Ten said, as if he had been pulled out from his deep thoughts, as if his head had been somewhere else, “isn’t he the cutest? Oh, and you should hear the way he cries out when he cums from that, he gets so embarrassed…” the teasing tone was back on Ten’s voice as he continued rubbing his nipples, pinching them harder, pulling on them until Yangyang was panting against his chest, grasping back tightly onto Ten’s thighs, his hips thrusting up on their own accord, desperately searching for friction. And then he let out a pitiful sob when Ten stopped touching him, right as he was about to cum.

“Oh, right, I forgot…I promised them I would fuck you,” Ten teased, laughing against Yangyang’s shoulder as he wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled him tight against his chest, petting his tummy in apology, “I promise I’ll make it good, baby” he said as he tilted Yangyang’s face, shushing his disgruntled whimpers with soft pecks to his lips.

Yangyang kissed back, desperate for some touch, his body still buzzing in arousal. But Ten kept his kisses and touches chaste, trying to bring him back from that overexcited zone.

“Was I too mean?” Ten asked the chat, “oh, I was?” he said, cooing at Yangyang, his voice dripping in fake sympathy. “How should I make it up to him?”

Ten gave the chat a minute to come up with ideas as he removed his hoodie, smiling as a few more tips came in, even though most of his upper body was hidden by Yangyang.

“Hmm, let’s see…a lot of you guys want me to fuck him, some said to suck his dick, to eat him out - oh that’s a nice one - oh, use his favorite toys on him, that could be fun,” Ten quickly read through the comments, excited with the ideas, “which one do you want, baby?”

Yangyang tried to think, but it was hard when his thoughts were so slow and everything sounded good. As long as Ten was touching him, he didn’t care what was done to him. He looked at Ten with big eyes, willing him to understand what he wanted without having to speak. Ten was usually good at that.

“Do you want me to choose?” Ten said sweetly, tucking a platinum blond strand of hair behind Yangyang’s ear, a smile breaking on his lips when Yangyang simply nodded. “Yeah?” He said as he nodded along with him, kissing his forehead before turning back to the screen. “It was mean of me to make baby choose between all these exciting options when he’s this brainless…”

Yangyang didn’t even have it in him to complain over being called brainless. It was true, thoughts were difficult for him at the moment and Ten was always good at knowing when to take over and make all the decisions for him. He liked it, made him feel taken care of.

“Poor baby is so far gone, we need to go easy on him,” Ten said with a soft laugh, talking towards the camera as if he was having a real conversation with his followers, “yeah, I agree all his favorite toys would be too much, but maybe one? I think the little bullet could be good -“

“Yes” Yangyang said with a nod, even though Ten was not asking him.

“You like that idea, baby? Great…and it’s been so long since I’ve eaten you out, I miss it…” Ten replied, glancing at Yangyang to see him smiling, nodding softly at the suggestion. Not for the first time since they had met, Ten felt a warm fuzzy feeling in his chest as he stared at the boy in his lap, cutely picking at his nails. “Let’s get you on the bed”

Yangyang let Ten lead him by the hand to the bed, let him push him down and climb on top of him, let him kiss him over and over again until Ten finally got up to bring the computer and camera closer as well as the vibe. When everything was set up, Ten got back on the bed, leaning down to kiss Yangyang’s lips again, glancing sideways to see the chat. His viewers seemed to be as infatuated with Yangyang as he was. Of course they were, he was perfect.

“Get on your hands and knees, baby”

Yangyang did as he was told, getting in position, moaning when Ten got behind him and pushed on his back until his chest hit the bed, his cute ass hanging in the air. He held his breath until he felt Ten’s tongue gently poking at his hole before licking a long line from his perineum to the small of his back. Yangyang tried to keep as quiet as possible, embarrassed about making too much noise in front of the camera but it wasn’t possible when Ten breached his hole with his tongue.

“Oh, Ten, Ten please, please…” Yangyang babbled, trembling under Ten’s touch, little whines leaving his lips with each twist of Ten’s tongue. He couldn’t see the chat from where his face was buried in the mattress but he could still hear the tips falling in, encouraging Ten into making him lose his mind.

Ten started alternating between sucking on the rim and fucking his tongue into him, his hands roughly groping his cheeks, keeping him spread open as he buried his face in his ass. It had been too long since they had done this and Ten had forgotten how good Yangyang sounded while getting eaten out, sobs and hiccups wrecking his chest as he thrashed around on the bed, trying to get some friction on his cock. He could tell Yangyang wasn’t going to last much longer and he still wanted to fuck him and have him cum on his cock. Without Yangyang realizing, he lubed up the small vibrator, turned it on and pushed it in his hole, replacing his tongue.

Yangyang tensed up at the new sensation, eyes rolling to the back of his head, desperate moans falling from his lips. Ten almost considered placing the vibe against his prostate with his fingers but changed his mind when he saw the way Yangyang was moving around, too desperate to cum.

“Shh, calm down, baby…that’s it, take deep breaths…” Ten said softly, petting up and down Yangyang’s back, leaving some kisses along his spine until he stopped thrashing around.

“Ten, I’m so close” Yangyang said pitifully as he turned on his back, his cock bobbing against his abdomen, leaking precum uninterruptedly.

“I know, I’ll let you cum, baby…can i fuck you or is too much?”

“Fuck me, please, fuck me, fuck me” Yangyang said, holding onto Ten’s hands while trying to pull him in with his legs.

Ten loved when he got desperate like this, begging to be fucked, so pliant underneath him, so easy to play with. He glanced at the screen where tips were still raining in at a constant pace. He didn’t think he had ever made so much money on a solo stream, even considering the money he would be sharing with Yangyang.

“Do you want my cock, baby? Say it…”

“I want your cock, please…”

“Say it louder” Ten teased while he brushed the hair away from Yangyang’s face with one hand and brushed his cock with the knuckles of the other.

“Want your cock, nee - need it so bad, please Ten, please, I’ve been good”

Another glance at the chat showed Ten his viewers agreed with Yangie, he had been good and deserved to be fucked. Not that it mattered. Even if the viewers were against it, Ten would still fuck his baby until he came all over the mattress like he deserved.

“You’re right, you’ve been good…get back on all fours for me?”

Yangyang tiredly got into position, his arms giving out right away, his chest falling on the mattress just like before. He expected Ten to pull the vibrator out by its string before fucking him but it was taking a long time. He did his best to look back to find Ten stepping out of his briefs and lubing up his cock, hissing at the cold before getting behind Yangyang. Yangyang’s brows furrowed in confusion when Ten lined himself up with his hole until he realized what he was doing when he started to push in, the vibrator still buzzing inside him.

“Oh, oh Ten, it’s still - ah fuck - the - the vibe is still on”

“I know” was all Ten said, laughing at Yangyang’s groan as he continued to push in, leaning down to kiss the nape of Yangyang’s neck when he bottomed out. He swore under his breath at the feeling of the vibrator against his own cock, his eyes fluttering closed. “Fuck you’re so tight, baby, you feel so good…”

Yangyang preened at the praise, pleasure shivering up his spine with each thrust. Ten had started slowly, fucking into him gently and gradually the thrusts had become more powerful, almost knocking the breath out of him.

“He feels amazing, don’t you wish it was you fucking him?” Ten teased his viewers, winking at the camera as he slapped Yangyang’s ass, fucking into him at a ruthless pace. Once again, the chat was unanimous in their opinion that yes, they did wish to be the ones fucking him. “Yeah, but he’s mine,” he continued teasing, hands running up and down Yangyang’s body. He could tell Yangyang was on the brink of orgasm and he himself was close thanks to the vibrator pushing against the head of his cock whenever he thrusted in. He leaned down to suck on Yangyang’s neck before turning to face the camera, a teasing glint in his eye. “We’re so close, help making us cum?” Ten asked shamelessly, slowing down his thrusts as he tilted Yangyang’s head so he was facing the camera as well.

“Wanna cum” Yangyang moaned in a soft whine, desperately trying to push himself back on Ten’s cock causing Ten to coo at him and kiss his cheek.

The response from the viewers was explosive. Ten was actually afraid his computer was going to crash considering the way the tips were just cascading in, the notification icon frozen on the top of the screen.

Ten moaned out loud, thanking his viewers for being so good to him as he picked back up the pace, fucking into Yangyang’s hole without holding back, groping his cheeks until there were red handprints on the skin.

“Ten, I - can’t hold it, gonna - gonna cum” Yangyang cried out, voice hoarse from all the noises coming out of him.

“Cum, baby…cum for me, cum for us” Ten whispered in Yangyang’s ear, holding onto his face so he couldn’t look away from the camera as he finally let go, cumming all over Ten’s otherwise pristine bed sheets, eyes squeezed shut as moans fell from his o-shaped lips. “So beautiful, so fucking beautiful” Ten muttered, mostly to himself as he chased his own orgasm, kissing Yangyang’s cheek in apology every time he whimpered in overstimulation.

“I’m sorry, baby, I’ll be quick, be good for me…”

“Yes, good, good for you…”

Ten bit his bottom lip as he pushed in one last time, cumming deep into Yangyang’s hole. He quickly moved to gently pull out, pulling out the vibrator at the same time, quietly shushing Yangyang’s disgruntled whines. He watched as his cum leaked out of his fluttering hole, dripping down his thighs before wiping it with his finger and licking it as he faced the camera, moaning shamelessly at the taste until there was nothing else to clean.

“Ten” Yangyang called for him softly as he turned on his back, sleepily reaching out for him, eyes drooping closed.

“See? I told you we can only get one orgasm out of him,” Ten teased with a laugh, holding onto Yangyang’s hand, “gotta go take care of him now, thank you so much for tuning in and hope you guys liked the surprise, bye bye!” he quickly waved, giving a few seconds for his viewers to say goodbye in the chat before turning off the live, letting himself fall on the bed and pulling Yangyang into his arms.

“How do you always get so sleepy? You have issues, baby…”

“Not my fault you tire me out…” Yangyang mumbled, getting comfortable in Ten’s arms.

“Right, so it’s my fault now” Ten laughed, carding his fingers through Yangyang’s hair. It was a little sweaty and Ten knew they needed a good shower but he could never bring himself to get Yangyang out of bed when he was this tired. “You did so well today, I think they’re going to want to see you again…would you like that?”

Ten waited for Yangyang’s reply but when he heard soft snores he realized it wasn’t coming. With an affectionate sigh he kissed the top of Yangyang’s head and pulled him closer, letting the warm embrace lull him into a nap.

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subbyyang · 2 years ago

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Some things to get off my chest - Ten/Yangyang

The time Yangyang has spent in the gym pays off when Ten finally notices his growing muscles

{Chest and nipple play, cumming untouched - sort of}

Yangyang was busy rummaging through his wardrobe looking for something to sleep in when he was startled by his door opening. He looked back to find Ten standing in his doorway, an intense look in his eyes, mirroring the one he had the first time they had spent the night together after he came back from China.

“What?” Yangyang asked, feeling a little self conscious about the way Ten was staring at him, even if he was fully dressed.

“Nothing, carry on,” Ten said as he sat on Yangyang’s bed, legs crossed as he faced him, a hungry look in his eyes.

“I - huh,” Yangyang stuttered, his cheeks heating up by the second. Why was Ten being weird?

“Go on, baby…”

Yangyang felt his blush deepening as he pulled off his pants and traded them for some basketball shorts, his eyes always set on Ten, who seemed to be enjoying himself, drinking in the sight of Yangyang.

“Ten, seriously, what are you doing?”

“Nothing, just hanging out,” Ten said with a shrug, uncrossing his legs so he could sit at the edge of the bed, “go on, continue”

Yangyang had the feeling of being in the middle of a joke only he wasn’t in on as he watched Ten continue to stare at him. Under his watchful gaze, he pulled his sweatshirt off, ready to put a tshirt on when he heard a pleased hum from Ten.

“Wait, don’t,” Ten said as he got up from the bed and stopped Yangyang from getting dressed, “now that you mentioned it, you do look buffer” Ten said, softly touching Yangyang’s pecs with his fingertips.

“You would have noticed it before if I did,” Yangyang replied, a hint of self-doubt in his voice that Ten absolutely loathed. Yangyang was perfect in his eyes.

“I was preoccupied with other things,” Ten said sincerely, hands sliding up from Yangyang’s chest to cup his cheeks, “like how much I missed kissing you,” Ten whispered before pulling Yangyang into a lazy kiss, his thumbs rubbing Yangyang’s cheeks affectionately, “or how irresistible you looked with dark hair,” he continued, one hand sliding up to tangle in Yangyang’s hair.

“Ten” Yangyang whined as Ten gave his hair a soft tug, not enough to hurt, just to get his point across.

“But, looking at you now…” Ten said, eyes raking over Yangyang’s body: his broader shoulders and his tiny waist, the hint of muscle showing on his arms and pecs, his noticeable abs and that delicious V leading into his shorts.

“Do - do you like it?” Yangyang said, barely louder than a whisper, his own eyes following Ten’s gaze.

“Yeah,” Ten said with a hum, hands once again sliding down to Yangyang’s chest, “you always look beautiful but…” his words trailed out as he gave Yangyang’s chest an experimental squeeze, finally allowing himself to truly feel Yangyang’s pecs like he hadn’t been able to do in front of the camera.

To Ten’s delight, Yangyang let out a soft moan, eyes fluttering shut at the feeling as he pressed himself against Ten’s hands, silently begging him to not stop.

“That feels good?” Ten asked in what was originally meant as a teasing tone but he couldn’t help the way his voice wavered as he squeezed Yangyang’s chest again.

Ten knew Yangyang’s nipples were sensitive, he had definitely taken advantage of that fact many many times before, but this was different. This wasn’t Yangyang keening or arching his back when Ten flicked on a nipple, no, it was Yangyang’s hands landing on top of Ten’s, pushing them down against his chest as he arched against them. Ten decided to ignore the fact Yangyang didn’t actually answer him, seemingly more worried with making sure Ten kept groping him.

With a sly smile, Ten started walking towards the bed, pushing Yangyang until he unceremoniously fell back on it with an embarrassed yelp, Ten following right behind. He climbed on top of him, almost melting at the way Yangyang was looking up at him with big, needy eyes, excited for what was to come.

“Do you like it when I touch you like this?” Ten tried once again, cupping Yangyang’s chest and giving it a firm squeeze, chuckling at the quiet groan Yangyang let out as he nodded quickly. “Yeah? And like this?”

Yangyang’s hips bucked up, his clothed cock brushing against Ten’s ass when Ten slowly circled his nipples with the pads of his thumbs.

“Hmm, so sensitive,” Ten mused, hands going back to cupping Yangyang’s pecs, rubbing slightly up and down, “and you’ve gotten so big too” he breathed out as he moved his hips, grinding down on Yangyang’s quickly hardening cock.

Ten couldn’t stop himself from laughing when Yangyang covered his face, a deep blush visible way down his chest, disappearing under Ten’s fingers. He always got so shy when his big cock got mentioned, even if he was the one bringing it up. God, Ten had missed being able to tease him like this and see (and feel) first hand the result of his teasing. He let go of Yangyang’s chest, just so he could pull his hands away from his face and slot their lips together in a gentle, coaxing kiss, his tongue licking across his soft lips before pushing inside, slowly, oh so slowly , exploring his mouth.

“More, please” Yangyang whispered when they finally pulled away to breathe, dark eyes set on Ten’s even darker ones.

“More of what? Kisses?”

“Ten, don’t - fuck don’t make me say it, please, please Ten”

Yangyang was so cute when he whined, Ten was barely ever capable of teasing him for much longer when he started whining and begging for him. But usually Yangyang didn’t start begging this early, needing a lot more teasing to get there. Did he still miss him that much? Was his chest that sensitive? Ten wasn’t sure which one was the reason but he decided not to dwell too much on it, brushing Yangyang’s noise with his own before kissing him again, his hands sliding back down, fingertips brushing along the overheated skin until they reached Yangyang’s chest.

Yangyang moaned into Ten’s mouth when he felt him graze his nipples with his blunt fingernails, throwing his arms around Ten’s shoulders to pull him closer. He pushed his hips up at the same time Ten ground down, the friction on his cock sending sparks of pleasure up his spine. He needed more, needed to be one with Ten, needed him to give him everything.

“Do you prefer when I use my hands,” Ten started once he pulled away, pinching and pulling on one of Yangyang’s nipples at the same time he groped his chest on the other side, smiling at the way Yangyang was letting out a string of moans, hips desperately canting up, “or my mouth?”

“Oh oh fuck Ten, fuck Ten,” Yangyang whimpered when Ten leaned down, sucking on one of his nipples before circling it with his tongue. He was so so hard, he could barely think of anything that wasn’t Ten touching him.

“Hmm, which one, baby?” Ten said, voice low and alluring. He went back to lapping at one of Yangyang’s nipples, while tugging at the other, eyes always set on Yangyang’s face. He looked so pretty, eyes shut and mouth a little open so soft moans and whimpers could slip past his plump lips; Ten never wanted to look away. “Both?” he said, deciding to help the poor boy when he realized he couldn’t really think straight.

“Yes,” Yangyang breathed out, one hand sliding up to tangle in Ten’s hair, pushing him down against his sensitive chest, “both please, I want everything”

“I’ll give you everything,” Ten whispered before pushing himself up to leave a chaste kiss to Yangyang’s lips before moving back down, sliding one thigh between Yangyang’s spread legs.

Yangyang could cry. In fact, he wasn’t sure he wasn’t already. Ten was sucking and gently biting his nipple like his life depended on it while feeling up his chest with his hands, moaning against his skin as if Yangyang was the one pleasuring him. He was so good to him, Yangyang didn’t know how he managed all those months away from him.

“Look at you,” Ten mumbled against Yangyang’s chest, moaning softly when he felt him grind his hard cock against his thigh, “so beautiful for me, so strong” he continued as he squeezed his muscles again, loving the sob Yangyang let out in response, his hips speeding up their rhythm against Ten’s thigh.

“Ten, I - I’m close”

“Just playing with your tits got you like this?” Ten said with a fond laugh, as if he was just now finding out how much Yangyang was enjoying it.

“Don’t - don’t call them that” Yangyang stuttered out, a bright blush appearing once again on his cheeks as he pulled lightly on Ten’s hair where his fingers were still deeply tangled in the black strands.

“You’re cute when you’re embarrassed,” Ten said, ignoring Yangyang’s huff as he leaned up again, kissing him once more, sweetly, almost apologetically, his thumbs brushing insistent circles on his perky, overly sensitive nipples, “you can let go, cum for me when you want to”

And then Ten was once again taking one nipple in his hot, wet mouth, grazing it with his teeth and then with his tongue, his fingernails teasing the other one. Yangyang’s head was thrown back, body thrashing with difficulty underneath the weight of Ten’s, his hips bucking up until he was desperately humping Ten’s thigh, deep groans falling from his lips without him even noticing as currents of pleasure lit up all his nerve endings.

“Yeah, just like that, cum for me”

With that Yangyang’s body went taut, his hips bucking up one last time as he came inside his shorts, the fabric quickly becoming wet and uncomfortable.

“Ten, too much, it’s too much” Yangyang whimpered as he pulled on Ten’s hair to get him away from his chest.

“How are you feeling?” Ten asked once he was eye to eye with Yangyang, his hand now brushing the hair away from his forehead as Yangyang’s hands landed on his waist. He looked cute with light hair, but there was something about the black that drove him insane.

“Good, but sore,” Yangyang joked, wincing when Ten playfully flicked one of his nipples, “and wet”. He was now starting to feel Ten’s saliva cooling down on his chest which, paired up with the cum drying in his boxers, didn’t make for the most pleasant of feelings.

“Should we go for a shower?”

“Yeah, and maybe I could take care of you there?” Yangyang said, sliding his hand from Ten’s waist to his cock, hard and probably leaking inside his pants before giving it a soft squeeze.

“I love you” was all Ten replied with a sigh before pulling him to a hungry kiss.

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subbyyang · 3 years ago

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Tenyang - 17 (“You look so pretty marked up”)

In the same universe as Smile For The Camera, a few weeks in the future

“I have your favorite guest here with me today,” Ten said in a teasing voice, pulling Yangyang in his lap, “it’s unbelievable how you like him more than you like me…”

“I am very lovable” Yangyang said with a shrug and a teasing smile of his own, getting comfortable in Ten’s lap, making sure to grind his ass on his crotch.

“Oh? Are you finally going to show them how much of a brat you are?”

Yangyang knew he was pushing all of Ten’s buttons today but ever since that first live where Ten mentioned punishing him on camera the idea had been stuck in his mind. For weeks he had been joining Ten on his livestreams, feeling more and more comfortable in front of a camera each time. And he could Ten had reached his limit when Yangyang had started openly flirting with some of the viewers, asking if they would subscribe to him if he created a channel and promising special, private shows for the first ones that subscribed.

“That’s it, bend over the bed,” Ten said with a sigh, pulling Yangyang by the arm and pushing him so he was bent over the footboard of the bed, “should I start with my hand or something else?” he asked the viewers, bringing in the computer and the camera closer to the bed.

“W-what for?” Yangyang asked as he turned to look at Ten.

“Punishment,” Ten simply replied, petting Yangyang’s ass softly before giving it a soft tap, nothing close to the spanks he usually gave him, “now get back in position”

“Oh - not over your lap?”

“Aww you would like that, wouldn’t you, baby?” Ten fake cooed, “bend you over my lap, caress you after each spank,” Ten continued, softly brushing his fingertips on Yangyang’s butt, laughing when he nodded before letting out a pained gasp when Ten pinched him, “shouldn’t have misbehaved then…”

Ten checked the chat to see what the viewers were saying, some suggesting paddles or canes, most seemingly agreeing that he should start with his hand, some were just cooing at his cuteness while others insisted Yangyang could do no wrong and should never be punished. Ever.

“If he wanted loving spanks he could have just asked for them, instead he decided to be a brat so now he suffers the consequences” Ten said as he winked at the camera before standing next to Yangyang. “You know how this goes, baby, count them for me…let’s start with ten”

Yangyang tensed as the first slap hit him, harsh and dry, causing him to whimper before shakily counting. The next two ones were softer, more like what he was used to at the start, one on each cheek. He blushed in embarrassment and excitement over being seen like this, bent over the bed while Ten’s rained slaps on his ass making it as red as his face was at the moment.

“You gotta count louder than that” Ten said in a serious tone before striking him again, this time on the back of his thighs, causing Yangyang’s legs to buckle.

“Se-seven” Yangyang said, making an effort to raise his voice as tears started welling in his eyes, his legs trembling as he got back in position before Ten could say something.

“Good boy,” Ten said, groping the red, inflamed skin, “we’re almost done with the first part…”

The last three spanks were given at a fast pace that barely gave Yangyang time to properly count them, but Ten still had more plans in mind and was too excited to get to them. He knew he was being harsh but Yangyang needed it sometimes. Still, he couldn’t wait for the end when he could wrap Yangyang in his arms and give him all the affection he needed. He then went to his box and looked around for what he wanted, smiling in triumph when he pulled out a cane.

“Ready for part two?” Ten said as he approached the bed, showing the cane to the viewers first, twirling it in his hands before leaning down close to Yangyang, “or do you need a break?” he asked him, a little more quietly.

“I’m ready” Yangyang said in a quiet voice, wiping the tears from his cheeks as he prepared himself, his eyes growing bigger at the sight of the cane. It was rare for the cane to make an appearance, only when Ten really wanted to make him suffer.

The viewers seemed to be enjoying Yangyang’s misery, tips falling in after each spank, the comment section going wild with all the pained sounds he made. And he was making a lot.

“Baby, we’re almost done, just two more…” Ten said, softly brushing the cane along the skin, causing Yangyang to shiver against the bed. He looked so pretty like this, tears running down his cheeks as he nodded at him, thighs and ass covered in splotches of red and purple lines, legs trembling in effort. “He’s beautiful, isn’t he?” he asked his viewers, smiling at their responses.

Ten gave Yangyang a minute to calm down, talking to the viewers, teasing them about what was to come. He then got back in position besides Yangyang, raised his hand and let the cane hit the back of Yangyang’s thighs, right after the curve of his ass before raising it again, keeping it in the air for a few seconds as if considering his options and then decided on Yangyang’s ass, right over the most bruised area causing Yangyang to whimper and fall to his knees.

“It’s over,” Ten said, sitting on the floor and gently helping Yangyang get on his lap, “good boy, took it so well, baby” he told him, wrapping him in a tight hug as he petted the back of his head. He grimaced slightly when he realized how visible they were on the screen, having wanted a little more privacy to take care of Yangyang. “Did you learn your lesson?”

“I did,” Yangyang said in a wet voice as he continued wiping tears from his cheeks, “I’m sorry guys, there will be no channel” he said towards the camera with a small laugh, nuzzling into Ten’s hand when he cupped his cheek.

“What do you want now?” Ten asked, wiping the last stubborn tears on Yangyang’s cheeks.

“Right now I just really want a kiss…you didn’t give me any before”

“How cruel of me to deny my baby kisses!” Ten laughed before slotting his lips with Yangyang’s in a loving kiss, his hands running gently up and down his body. They kissed for a few seconds, languid, lazy kisses, their lips moving in sync.

Yangyang let out a gasping moan when Ten’s fingers accidentally brushed his cock, still hard and leaking from his punishment. It had been a miracle he hadn’t cum during the cane spanking considering how much he had been thrashing around after each hit, the friction on his cock both a heavenly distraction and absolute hell.

“Baby is so hard,” Ten said to the camera, “he’s such a little pain slut…what should we do about it?”

Ten signaled Yangyang to get up as he got up himself. He sat on the bed and patted his lap, smiling when Yangyang immediately sat down, making himself comfortable. They read the messages in the chat and weren’t really surprised that everyone was telling them to fuck.

“Yeah? You want me to make him cum on my cock, spread him open? What do you think, ba -“

“Yes, please, please” Yangyang interrupted, turning around in Ten’s lap, making him groan when he accidentally kneed him in the stomach. He pushed him down on his back, leaning down to kiss him on the lips, grinding his naked cock on Ten’s clothed one, moaning loudly at the friction.

“So desperate” Ten teased when Yangyang pulled away, smiling up at him. He looked so good like this, on top of him, desperately grinding on his cock, eyes shut as pleasure ran through his body. He was so lost in how good it felt to have Yangyang on top of him looking all pretty and desperate, he almost forgot viewers were still watching them. “Let’s give them a show, baby”

Both of them moved so they were positioned across the bed, Ten still on his back with Yangyang on top.

“Oh? You guys think I’m pretty?” Yangyang asked as he read the messages on the chat, faking ignorance as if he didn’t know he had everyone - Ten included - wrapped around his little finger.

“Come here” Ten said with a snort, grabbing Yangyang by the back of his head and pulling him into a kiss, his hands then sliding down his body to roughly grab onto his hips. “What position should we do?” he asked the viewers before attacking Yangyang’s neck, sucking deep purple bruises into the skin, causing Yangyang to groan above him, toes curling in pleasure.

“They’re - ah - they’re telling me to choose”

“No, they’re not, don’t lie, I’ll spank you again”

“They are! Look!” Yangyang pulled away from Ten, pointing at the chat. Ten sat up, Yangyang still straddling his lap, and checked the comments to see that Yangyang was right.

“Oh, you guys are soft…a little bit of tears and you give him everything,” Ten scoffed, ignoring the fact he too was always ready to give Yangyang everything - tears or no tears, “but fine, okay, you all win this time…how do you want it, baby?”

Yangyang thought about the possibilities. He liked the idea of riding Ten, it didn’t happen often and it was always exciting but, at the same time, he really wanted to lie down and let Ten take care of him and make him feel good.

“Want you on top,” Yangyang said, nuzzling into Ten’s neck, “like this” he continued, leaving Ten’s lap and lying on his back, legs spread open.

Ten was a little surprised by the choice but didn’t take too long removing his clothes and climbing back on top of Yangyang. He leaned down to kiss Yangyang’s jaw, biting on it softly causing him to moan. He continued biting and sucking marks down Yangyang’s neck and chest as the tip notifications went off in the background.

“Fuck me, please?” Yangyang asked, wrapping his legs around Ten and pulling him closer.

Ten reached for his nearby sweatpants to search for the lube he kept in the pocket. He prepared Yangyang quickly, first fucking one finger into him and then two, Yangyang stopping him when he tried to add the third, saying he was stretched enough.

“Ready?” Ten asked as he lined himself with Yangyang’s hole, starting to push in slowly. “Aren’t you now wishing we had done three fingers?” he asked when he heard the pained whimpers he was letting out.

“No, I like it” Yangyang moaned, trying to push Ten deeper with his feet at the small of his back.

“Didn’t I tell you?” Ten joked to the camera before thrusting the rest of the way in in one motion, causing Yangyang to cry out, his cock bobbing between their bodies.

Ten didn’t give Yangyang much time to adjust before he was moving, pulling out until just the head was in before pushing back in with a powerful thrust. He held Yangyang by the hips as he fucked him roughly just like he loved when he was in these sort of pain loving moods, his hands leaving deep red prints on the skin that matched beautifully with the ones on his ass and on his neck.

“Harder” Yangyang moaned, bed sheets grasped between his fingers as he tried to meet Ten’s thrusts halfway. He let go of the sheets so he could fist at his cock when Ten changed the angle slightly, hitting his prostate dead on.

“Are you gonna cum?” Ten asked, words punctuated by breathless pants. He couldn’t help smiling when Yangyang nodded, desperately fucking into his fist, biting into his bottom lip to keep himself quiet. No, that wouldn’t do. Ten started drilling into Yangyang’s prostate as he pulled on his bottom lip, freeing it from Yangyang’s shiny teeth.

Yangyang had no idea what kind of noises he was making but he knew they were probably embarrassing or would get them a noise complaint from the neighbors. Maybe both. But he just felt so good and that hot, white pleasure was growing in his gut and he was so close.

“Let go, baby, cum for me” Ten breathed out. He would usually hold it until the viewers tipped them enough but he knew Yangyang couldn’t wait today and Ten didn’t want to make him.

Yangyang came with a loud moan, his body shuddering and spasming as he shot out ropes of cum all over himself. He felt all tingly, a nice buzz in his ears as his body came back down from his climax. He frowned in confusion when he felt Ten pull out of him, not aware he had cum too only to seem him climbing over his body, until his cock was by his face and Ten was jerking himself off at a fast pace.

“Yeah, just like that, open your mouth”

Ten tugged on his cock roughly as he watched Yangyang’s mouth drop open, tongue lolling out waiting for him, eyes already looking a little sleepy. That sight was enough to make him topple over the edge, spraying Yangyang’s mouth, some of the cum landing on his cheek and some down his neck. He panted as he took in the sight, and for the hundred thousandth time since they met he thought about how beautiful he was, especially like this: body covered in bruises he gave to him, on his ass, on his thighs, on his neck; handprints stamped on his hips; face covered in his cum. His. No one else’s.

“You look so pretty marked up” Ten said as he carded his fingers through Yangyang’s hair, a wave of possessiveness taking over him. He didn’t want the viewers to see him anymore, he was his, not theirs. He took a deep breath, before turning to the camera, the usual teasing smile on his lips. “Doesn’t he look pretty like this?”

After that he quickly wrapped up the live and ran to the bathroom to look for a wet towel and some soothing cream for the bruises. Yangyang was a pliant pile of goo in his arms, melting into the mattress as Ten took care of him, a soft, sleepy smile on his lips. Ten could almost swear he heard Yangyang purring when he massaged his ass but it had probably been just in his head.

As it always happened, Yangyang fell quickly asleep, cuddling into Ten’s side.

Based on these prompts, requests still open

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subbyyang · 3 years ago

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Late Bloomer - Ten/Yangyang

Beta Yangyang and Alpha Ten are ready to take the next step in their relationship by becoming mates. It all seems to go well until the bite triggers something in Yangyang neither of them expected

“Are you really sure about this?” Yangyang asked for the hundredth time, “what if you find an omega later?”

“Baby,” Ten said with a sigh, pulling Yangyang by the hand until he had no choice but to sit on his lap, “I want you. I love you for who you are, beta, omega or alpha…I would have always chosen you, but if you’re not sure and want to wait w-“

“No!” Yangyang quickly interrupted, his hands holding onto Ten’s arms, “I just don’t want you to regret mating with a beta” he said with a small pout, letting go of Ten and placing his hands back on his own lap.

“Look at me,” Ten said as he tilted Yangyang’s chin up from where he seemed to be fascinated with his fingernails, “I’ll never regret you”

Yangyang let Ten pull him into a kiss, soft and mellow at first, a kiss meant to comfort and reassure more than anything else, but then - as it always happened with them - Ten’s tongue was poking his lips, begging to deepen the kiss and Yangyang could never deny Ten anything. He turned around in Ten’s lap, moving until he was straddling him, secretly happy at the groan Ten let out into his mouth when he accidentally brushed his cock with his own. He shivered when Ten slid his hands under his hoodie, brushing his goosebump-ridden skin with his fingertips. Ten was always so warm, his touch getting more and more scalding the closer he was to his rut and Yangyang loved it. It was like some primal part of his brain knew Ten would take care of him, keep him warm and safe.

“Ten…” Yangyang whined as he pulled away from the kiss, tilting his face and barring his neck, a soft moan leaving his lips when Ten started peppering it in kisses.

“Is this what you wanted, baby?” Ten asked as he kept kissing up and down his neck, leaving no skin untouched, “or do you want me to bite, make you mine?” he continued, voice barely louder than a whisper as he let his teeth graze the skin, just enough to tease him.

“Yes, please Ten, please…” Yangyang whimpered as he kept rutting against him, his cock hard and leaking inside his shorts, his fingers harshly grasping onto Ten’s sweater.

In a quick motion Ten turned around as he pushed Yangyang down on the sofa, caging him between his arms. He bit his lip to contain the groan at the sight of Yangyang staring up at him with big, dark eyes, pupils blown wide. He looked absolutely delicious like this, legs spread for him, a hint of his hard cock inside his clothes, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath; if he concentrated, Ten was almost sure he could hear the way his heart was rapidly beating inside his chest.

“You’re perfect for me” Ten said softly as he lowered himself until he could nuzzle Yangyang’s neck, right where his scent gland would be if he wasn’t a beta, just where his neck met his shoulder. He started to slowly grind his hips down in circles as he softly nipped at Yangyang’s neck, his inner alpha purring at how Yangyang was pulling him closer by the shoulders, letting out these fucked out gasps and Ten had barely even touched him. “Let me take you to our room, baby…don’t want anyone seeing you like this”

Yangyang let out a customary whine when Ten pulled away, only to be shushed with a kiss. He got up with Ten’s help, his legs trembling as he tried to follow him out of the room, his hand shooting out to grab onto Ten’s sleeve.

“Wha-?” Ten asked as he turned around, laughing at the sight of Yangyang unsteady on his legs, “come here, Bambi, let me help you…”

“Can you carry me there?” Yangyang asked, giving him what he hoped were his best puppy eyes.

Ten rolled his eyes but still obliged, always unable to say no to him when he was being so cute. Besides, he had seen him trip and fall enough times when he got like this to want to risk it.

Yangyang thanked him by planting a fat kiss on his lips, his skinny thighs holding tightly onto Ten’s waist, his arms wrapped around his shoulders as he carried him to their bedroom. They continued kissing all the way there, only stopping when Ten finally threw him on the bed before quickly climbing on top of him.

Ten stared down into Yangyang’s eyes as he cupped his cheek before letting his hand slide down his body until it reached Yangyang’s shorts.

“Should I make you cum inside them? Make a little mess…you like it when it’s all wet and messy, don’t you?” Ten had started by softly touching him with his fingertips but quickly changed into more purposeful touches, squeezing his bulge until Yangyang keened under him.

“No, Ten, please…” Yangyang whined as he grabbed onto Ten’s wrist.

“No? What do you want then, baby? Alpha will do it for you…”

“Fuck me, please, fuck me,” Yangyang said, unconsciously humping Ten’s hand as he spoke, “want you inside of me when you claim me”

Ten’s gaze darkened for a second at the thought of sinking his teeth in Yangyang’s pretty neck as he fucked him before softening it again as he stared at Yangyang’s eyes. They would belong to each other after all of this - truly belong.

“Anything you want…” Ten whispered, his voice bathed in honey as he leaned down to claim Yangyang’s lips, pouring all his love and devotion into the kiss.

They did quick work of discarding their clothes, excited for what was to come. Usually Ten liked to take his time, tease Yangyang until he couldn’t take it anymore, maybe make him cum once or twice before finally fucking him but neither of them could wait today.

Yangyang spread his legs wider for Ten, bending them at the hip, his ass on display, his cock drooling fat drops of precum on his stomach.

“So pretty for me” Ten said as he lubed up his fingers. He watched as Yangyang spread his cheeks, little pleas falling continuously from his lips. “Shh, shh, I got you” he whispered as he pushed one finger in, quickly adding a second one when Yangyang relaxed underneath him, his eyes fluttering closed as a pleased sigh left his lips.

Ten didn’t waste any time, quickly preparing Yangyang until he started whining that he was ready, fucking himself on Ten’s fingers.

“Please Ten, I need you…” Yangyang breathed out as he watched Ten quickly lubing his own cock and hissing at the cold sensation.

Ten shushed him once again, kissing him softly as he pushed inside him in one swift motion, just like Yangyang loved, swallowing the loud groan that escaped Yangyang’s throat.

“That’s it, so good for me…” Ten whispered against Yangyang’s lips before pulling away, holding Yangyang’s wrists above his head as he sped up his thrusts, “does it feel good, baby?”

“Yes, yes,” Yangyang breathed out, wrapping his legs around Ten’s waist and pulling him closer, “feel so full…I’m not going to last”

“That’s okay, me neither” Ten said with a laugh as he pulled Yangyang into another kiss, angling his thrusts so he would hit his prostate with every single one of them. He released Yangyang’s wrists when he felt him struggling against his hand, smiling into the kiss when Yangyang wrapped them around his shoulders, pulling him even closer and using his body as leverage to push himself up, meeting Ten’s thrusts halfway.

Ten pulled away when the need for air got the best of him, just enough that their lips were still touching, their hash breaths mixing together. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge and he could tell Yangyang was too by the way he trembled underneath him, his nails digging into Ten’s back.

“Bite me” Yangyang breathed out, barring his neck for Ten.

Small gaspy moans fell from his lips as Ten nosed along the sweaty skin, stopping here and there to leave soft pecks and nips. He tilted his neck even more, quiet pleas leaving his lips without him even realizing, his hips bucking up, chasing the friction of Ten’s abdomen on his cock. He was so close, he knew the moment Ten bit him, he would be done.

“So pretty, so tight, so good for me,” Ten said, slowing down his thrusts as his knot started to form, the words dripping from his lips like a mantra as he let his teeth graze the skin, as if he was looking for the perfect space, “who do you belong to, baby?”

“You! Fuck - ah - fuck Ten, please…I’m yours, please, plea -“

Yangyang’s words died in his throat as Ten sank his teeth into the connection between his neck and his shoulder, sharp pain blinding him for only a second before white hot, all encompassing pleasure exploded in his gut, forcing a moan out of him that could only be described as gutural. In the back of his mind he could feel Ten fucking deeply into him one last time as he came inside him, his knot locking them together, could hear the way ‘mine’ fell from Ten’s lips into his ear over and over again before he started softly licking the bite.

“Y-yours” Yangyang managed to mumble when the brain fog started to dissipate, a small, pleased smile on his lips.

“Mine, all mine…” Ten said, flipping them around so Yangyang was on top before barring his own neck for Yangyang, his mate.

“Are you sure?” Yangyang asked once again. It wasn’t unusual for only alphas to bite their mates without having their partners biting them back.

“Baby, you’re as much mine as I am yours,” Ten said softly, intertwining his fingers with Yangyang’s, resting them on his chest, “please?” he asked, once again barring his neck.

Yangyang slowly leaned down, whimpering at Ten’s knot still inside of him, spreading him open. He started peppering the skin with small kisses, just like Ten had done to him. Was he even doing this right?

“Fuck baby, you’re always so good with your mouth…” Ten jokingly purred, ending his sentence with a loud moan. It was actually true, Yangyang’s mouth was heavenly and capable of making Ten cum in a couple of minutes, but he was just trying to calm him down, his thumbs drawing circles on the back of Yangyang’s hands.

“Shut up” Yangyang whined with a laugh, giving Ten a playful bite before going back to his task, nosing along his skin until he found what he was looking for. Even if, as a beta, his ability to feel scents was nearly non-existent, it was impossible not to feel the delicious scent coming from Ten’s scent gland at the base of his neck. Ten’s hands traveled down to Yangyang’s waist, holding him in place and Yangyang’s hands flew up, one to hold Ten by the chin and the other on his shoulder for support.

“Go on, baby, make me yours…”

Yangyang didn’t need to be told twice, kissing the heated skin one last time before sinking his teeth, his cock giving an interested stir at the sounds coming out of Ten’s mouth. Just like Ten had done for him, Yangyang licked the bite mark soothing any leftover pain that could still linger before tilting Ten’s face and kissing him.

Ten maneuvered them so they were both on their sides, Yangyang letting out a groan when Ten’s knot went down and Ten slipped out of him, his cum dripping on his thighs. They held onto each other as they kept on sharing kisses, some softer than others, little whispered ‘i love yous’ echoing in the room. He knew he should probably get up and find Yangyang a towel, help him clean up before they fell asleep but he just couldn’t. Something bigger than him kept him from pulling away, as if Yangyang would disappear if he lifted his eyes from him. He imagined Yangyang felt the same by the way he held tightly onto him, almost bruising his skin.

“I’m getting -“ Yangyang didn’t finish his sentence, letting out a yawn. They had been kissing and holding onto each other for so long, reveling in their newly formed bond, that they had lost track of time.

“We should clean up” Ten said before kissing Yangyang’s cheek.

“Don’t you dare leave this bed” Yangyang threatened, wrapping both his arms and his legs around Ten so he couldn’t move.

“Fine, you win…let go, let me hold you…”

Yangyang did as he was told, snuggling into Ten’s warm embrace, a happy sigh on his lips as his eyes fluttered closed.

Something wasn’t right. Yangyang had woken up in the middle of the night, feeling hot and sticky. He quickly pulled the covers away but nothing seemed to help. And everything was so wet , his bed sheets completely soaked.

He tried turning on the light but it just hurt his eyes and there were so many intense smells he thought he was going to faint. On top of everything his stomach hurt like it had never hurt before and the moment he tried to turn, pleasure just shot up his spine. Why was he so hard?

“Ten, Ten wake up” Yangyang shook Ten until he started to stir, groggily staring up at him.

“What is it?”

“Something’s wrong, I - I don’t, fuck - I don’t know what’s going on, pl -“

Ten quickly sat up when he heard the distress in Yangyang’s voice, reaching out for him.

“I’m hard and everything hurts and everything’s wet, Ten…what’s happening?” he said in a small voice.

“Oh” Ten whispered as he took in the scene in front of him, Yangyang’s sweaty hair stuck to his forehead, his cock hard and red and leaking, the sheets so wet he could feel it where he was sitting and that sweet smell that clouded his senses. He knew what was happening. “Oh baby, you’re presenting”

“What?” Yangyang said, the confusion evident in his voice.

“You’re presenting,” Ten said calmly, gently pulling Yangyang onto his lap, swearing under his breath at the feeling of Yangyang’s thighs drenched in slick, “you’re going into heat, baby”

Yangyang let out this little confused whine from the back of his throat, as if his mind was too foggy to fully understand what Ten was telling him. He nuzzled into Ten’s neck, a deep moan leaving his lips; Ten smelled so good, better than usual. It was addictive and all Yangyang could do was shove his face in the crook of his neck, letting the warm scent take over his senses. He hadn’t even noticed when he had started grinding down on Ten’s cock, the slide easy and wet.

“Fuck me, please Ten, it hurts” Yangyang whined from where his face was still buried in Ten’s neck, hot tears starting to fall down his cheeks.

“Okay, okay,” Ten said, quickly placing Yangyang back down on the bed, “shh, don’t cry, baby…I got you”

Ten kissed Yangyang’s pouty lips, using his thumbs to wipe his tear-streaked cheeks before letting one hand slide all the way down to his entrance. If preparing him earlier that night had been easy, at that moment it was absolutely unnecessary, three fingers going in without so much as a little resistance .

“Alpha” Yangyang whined into Ten’s parted lips, spreading his legs wider. He had never needed anyone as much as he needed Ten right now, his warm body making him feel safe.

“Fuck,” Ten groaned, his cock throbbing both from the pheromones and the way Yangyang was moaning and whimpering for him, “can you get on all fours for me?”

Yangyang quickly obliged, letting his chest and head down on the bed, ass invitingly in the air.

Ten swore again at the sight of Yangyang’s hole, puffy and open, slick freely dripping out of it and down his pale thighs. Not able to stop himself, Ten leaned down to lick the slick on Yangyang’s thigh, all the way up to his ass, his hands holding tightly onto Yangyang’s hips as he dived in, lapping at his slick before it could even come out. Yangyang seemed incapable of much more than moaning Ten’s name, his grip tight on the sheets beneath him - it felt like something he had never felt before, intense pleasure forming from deep inside him.

“You taste so good, fuck, I’ve always wanted to try this…” Ten groaned, pupils blown so wide you could barely see the iris. His Yangie - his omega - was moaning so prettily for him, spreading his legs to give him better access, almost keening when Ten grabbed his leaking cock and jerked him off in the same rhythm he fucked his hole with his tongue.

“Ten, I - I…”

“Are you gonna cum? Cum for me, baby” Ten said, biting softly onto Yangyang’s cheek before continuing eating him out. He felt more than heard Yangyang cumming all over his hand, his body tensing up before he relaxed back against the bed.

Ten gave him a few seconds, slowly petting his back, praising him for being so good. He knew he wouldn’t be completely satisfied until he was knotted and would be begging for him again in no time.

“Ten, I still - it’s not -“ Yangyang didn’t seem to know how to finish his sentence. But there was no need, Ten knew exactly what he meant.

“Shh, I know, I know…do you want my cock, baby?”

Yangyang just nodded in response, tilting his face so he could look at Ten, eyes once again filling with tears. What if he never felt satisfied again?

“Tell me, baby…tell me you want alpha’s cock” Ten teased, rubbing the blunt head of his cock on Yangyang’s hot, warm hole. It was hell for him too, wanting nothing more than to sink into his awaiting heat and fuck him until neither of them could remember their own names.

“Alpha,” Yangyang whined, “please, need alpha’s cock, please”

“Anything you want” Ten said, for the second time that night, leaning down to kiss Yangyang’s shoulder as he pushed inside him.

He slid in so easily, Yangyang’s body opening up to take him as if he was meant for it. He decided to take his time, letting his thrusts grow faster and harder as he went, Yangyang begging and moaning underneath him. He leaned down again, leaving a soft kiss to the small of Yangyang’s back and moved all the way up his spine, leaving bites and kisses along the way until he reached his neck. He kissed his mating bite, delighted to see he had chosen the placement well, right on top of Yangyang’s scent gland, where this amazing, light, floral, sweet scent was coming from. He was the best smelling omega Ten had ever smelled and he couldn’t wait for all the scenting sessions they would have in the future.

“Are you close, baby?” Ten whispered in Yangyang’s ear. He could feel Yangyang’s body trembling as he babbled something unintelligible that Ten took as an affirmative response. It was starting to be harder and harder to fuck him, his knot catching on the rim causing Yangyang to whimper. Not wanting to hurt him, Ten pushed in one last time, circling his hips inside him so his cock brushed over and over against his prostate, his hand sliding to Yangyang’s cock once again as he sucked around the mating bite.

Yangyang’s moans got progressively louder until he finally came, his body going lax in Ten’s hold. He gasped in pleasure when he felt Ten’s warm release fill him up, more than it usually did, his knot so big he could barely move.

“You’re okay, that’s it, baby…you were so good for me” Ten said in between pants, his forehead resting between Yangyang’s shoulder blades. He wasn’t too sure where to go from here. He hadn’t expected his knot to grow so big, to the point where it might be painful to move them around, especially now that Yangyang seemed a little more present. They just rested like that until Yangyang complained his knees hurt and his knot went down enough to let him lay down on his side, pulling Yangyang into his chest.

“Fuck,” Yangyang whispered after a while as he let Ten wrap his arms around his waist, “what the fuck just happened?”

“Did you even hear anything I said in the beginning?”

“Something something presenting, something something heat but, is that even possible?” Yangyang said as he played with Ten’s fingers.

“You must be a late bloomer, the mating bite triggered the presentation…” Ten replied, leaning down to kiss said bite.

“Are you sure? That’s - like - super rare…”

“You’ve always been special,” Ten said, only half joking, “my omega” he continues, with so much affection in his voice, as he goes back to kissing his neck, his hands petting up and down his stomach.

“Omega,” Yangyang sleepily said after a while, turning the word in his mouth, measuring its weight on his tongue, “oh, that means I can get pregnant” he said with a pleased smile, snuggling back into Ten’s chest, ignorant to the way Ten tensed behind him.

Shit, shit, shIT, SHIT - Ten had not thought about that .

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subbyyang · 3 years ago

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Roles Reversed - Ten/Yangyang

Ten is feeling stressed and agitated, feelings Yangyang knows all too well. Yangyang tries to take care of Ten the same way he always does to him.

Usually dominant Ten lets his guard down and lets Yangyang make things better.

[Dom!Yangyang, Sub!Ten]

Something was off with Ten. Something had been off since the morning and Yangyang didn’t know what to do, Ten was always the collected one with everything under control but not today. There was this aura of restlessness around him, he wouldn’t sit still, wouldn’t stop moving his legs, open and close his hands.

Yangyang had had enough.

“Ten, what’s going on?” Yangyang said quietly as he approached Ten.

Ten looked up from the blank page he had been staring at for the past half hour to see Yangyang’s concerned face, “I don’t know, I just - I’m stressed and I just can’t seem to write any lyrics and what if no one li- “

It finally hit Yangyang. He knew that look, he saw it in the mirror a lot. Without a second thought he pushed his lips against Ten’s, effectively shutting him up.

“You’re done for tonight,” Yangyang said when he pulled away, taking the pen out of Ten’s hand, “let me take care of you…”

“What?” Ten squawked as he let Yangyang pull him by the hand all the way to his bed. He was about to complain about Yangyang pushing him down on the soft sheets when a look from him muted the words ready on his tongue.

“I know what you need…will you be good for me and let me take care of you?” Yangyang asked as he climbed on top of Ten, straddling his waist.

Ten’s mouth went dry. Was Yangyang suggesting what Ten thought he was suggesting?

“I want to hear it, baby” Yangyang said when Ten only nodded his head, his eyes big and round.

“I-I’ll be good” Ten whispered, not breaking eye contact with Yangyang, a pink blush dusting his cheekbones at the pet name. They had never done this before, they both had very clear roles in their relationship and Ten had never seen himself as anything other than dominant. But now, lying on his back with Yangyang on top of him, eyes full of love and promises he would make it better, Ten wanted to give this a try.

“Good boy” Yangyang said proudly before leaning down to pepper Ten’s face in kisses, from his lips, to his forehead to his cheeks.

Ten had to hold back the urge to roll his eyes at Yangyang’s antics but was unable to control the small laugh that was bubbling in his chest. This felt really nice, he could almost feel some of the tension leaving his shoulders already. His eyes fluttered shut when Yangyang’s lips returned to his, just enjoying the moment. He let Yangyang lead the kiss, slow and careful as if he too was a little unsure of what to do now he was in charge.

“Let’s get these off...” Yangyang whispered against Ten’s lips, his fingers slowly sliding up his stomach, lifting his shirt. “Oh you’re so good, so so good, ” Yangyang was in awe at how pliant Ten was being, lifting his arms or his hips as instructed to make it easier for him, “look at you…”

Ten knew he should be embarrassed at hearing the words he had said so many times repeated back to him. And even more embarrassed at how quickly he had gotten hard just from Yangyang’s affection and the excitement of what was to come.

“Look at me” Yangyang said, holding onto his chin like Ten had done to him thousands of times, but softer, more gentle. He didn’t think he had it in him to be mean to Ten and he didn’t really think Ten could handle what he usually dished out either. No, Ten needed softness, needed care and reassurance. Yangyang could do that.

Ten tried his best to hold Yangyang’s gaze as Yangyang’s hand slid slowly down his stomach all the way to his cock. He wanted to close his eyes so badly, let the pleasure run through his body, but Yangyang had told him to look at him.

“That’s it, keep looking at me,” Yangyang let go of Ten’s chin, confident he was listening, using that hand to caress his face and card through his hair as he kept pumping his cock with the other, “you’re so perfect, sweetheart”

“Oh” Ten breathed out, his eyes fluttering closed before he quickly opened them again, looking into Yangyang’s eyes with apprehension, hoping he hadn’t fucked up.

“Good, keep them open... sweetheart, ” Yangyang said lovingly, slowly jerking him off, “oh, you really like that, don’t you?” he asked when he felt Ten twitch in his hands.

Ten wanted to look away, cheeks burning in embarrassment, maybe tell Yangyang to shut up but that’s not what he did. Instead he nodded, whispering a quiet ‘yes’ before reaching out for Yangyang. He was feeling naked - and not just physically - and cracked wide open, his soul sipping out of his pores like a runny yolk.

Yangyang seemed to sense his feelings, letting himself be pulled down and wrapping one arm around Ten’s waist, the other holding onto the back of his head that was nuzzled in the crook of his neck. He turned them around so they were both on their sides, Ten lying comfortably in his arms.

“You’re so good, so perfect for me,” Yangyang whispered in Ten’s ear before softly pulling on his hair so he could kiss him, so careful and gently as if he was afraid Ten would break, “do you want to keep going or are you done?”

“Keep going, please…”

Yangyang detached himself from Ten and sat up, plumping up some pillows before leaning against them and spreading his legs, “come here,” he said as he patted the space between his thighs,” your back against me…”

Ten did as Yangyang told him, sitting down between his legs, his back leaning on Yangyang’s chest. He gasped when Yangyang pulled his legs open before pulling him closer together, a shiver of anticipation running down his spine.

“You’re so wound up,” Yangyang whispered against Ten’s jaw, his hands petting his thighs - God, he loved Ten’s thighs - feeling them flex under his fingertips, “so stressed out,” Yangyang continued, peppering Ten’s jaw and neck in kisses, “we need to help you relieve some tension…”

Ten let his head fall on Yangyang’s shoulder as he grabbed onto his cock again, jerking him slowly until he stopped all of a sudden, causing Ten to open his eyes and try to look at Yangyang.

“Too dry to be comfortable for you, sweetheart,” Yangyang said, kissing Ten’s cheek, “spit…”

Ten blushed bright red when he saw Yangyang’s hand right in front of his face. It made his gut burn in embarrassment to carefully spit on it but he would be lying if he said he didn’t somehow get harder, some precum drooling down his shaft.

“Just like that, so good for me…” Yangyang praised, his free hand petting Ten’s tummy, before finally going back to pumping his cock, the slide made easy and wet from Ten’s saliva and precum. “So wet...it’s better like this, isn’t it?”

“Y-yes, yes, better” Ten managed to say between soft moans, once again laying his head in Yangyang’s shoulder, softly gripping onto the bedsheets and Yangyang’s arm around his waist.

Ten didn’t think he was going to last, not when Yangyang kept whispering praises in his ear while touching his cock just the way he liked it, slowly down and quickly back up, tightening his hold on the sensitive head. His pants started coming out faster and faster, his hips rocking up to meet Yangyang’s hand.

“Does it feel good, sweetheart? Are you going to cum for me like the good boy you are?”

Yangyang was feeling drunk on the soft sounds coming out of Ten as he jerkily nodded his head. He had seen him act cute before - usually as a joke or to get something - but never like this. It made Yangyang want to keep him in his pocket, small and warm and protected from all harm. Was this how Ten felt about him too when the roles were reversed?

“You’re being so good for me, cum when you feel ready, I’m here…”

Ten didn’t need much longer before he was climaxing, his cum dripping on the sheets from between Yangyang’s fingers as he milked him through his orgasm.

“W-what a-” Ten started when Yangyang didn’t stop pumping his cock, his hand sliding easily up and down over the mess of spit and cum.

“Shh, you can give me another one, can’t you?” Yangyang asked softly, pausing his movements just long enough for Ten to nod before going back to his task, “I know you can do it, you’re so good for me, the most perfect boyfriend I could ask for…”

Ten sobbed quietly, both from the overstimulation and Yangyang’s words, fat tears rolling down his cheeks. He had so many emotions swimming inside of him and the more Yangyang touched him, whispered to him, took care of him, the more difficult it seemed to be to keep them in. He wanted to stop crying but Yangyang was there holding onto him, thanking him for trusting him, praising him for his tears that he just couldn’t stop.

“That’s it, let it all out, sweetheart, isn’t that what you always say to me?” Yangyang whispered, sliding one hand to Ten’s face, blindly trying to wipe his tears as the other slid from his cock down to his balls and then to his ass.

“Yangyang please…”

“I’ve got you,” Yangyang led the same fingers he was using to wipe Ten’s cheeks to his mouth, moaning when Ten understood what he wanted and started sucking on them, “going to make you feel so good…”

Ten slid down the bed a little, spreading his legs a little further as he kept sucking on Yangyang’s slim fingers. He had such pretty hands, such elegant fingers, it was a shame Ten had never given them this much attention before. Ten couldn’t stop his moans when Yangyang pulled his fingers out of his mouth and led them to his hole, starting by massaging the rim.

“How long has it been since someone has fucked you, sweetheart?”

“A long - ah, fuck - a long time” he breathed out just as Ten slipped a finger in, going back to stroking his cock with the other hand.

“If you want, we can change it up sometimes…you’d feel so good wrapped around me…”

Ten’s sole reply was a breathy moan as he gripped onto Yangyang’s arm. It all felt so good, he could barely think, his mind clouded by hazy pleasure. At the back of his mind he could hear Yangyang cooing at him as he slipped a second finger in, searching around for his prostate. He wasn’t sure if he cried out when Yangyang found it or if it was all in his head but the way Yangyang kept hitting the same place over and over again as he pumped his cock made him believe in the first option.

Yangyang could feel the saliva drying in his fingers so he stopped fucking them in and out, leaving them hooked against Ten’s prostate, prodding at it as his other hand sped up around Ten’s cock. In no time, and with barely any warning this time around, Ten was cumming once again, pearly white cum drooling out of his reddened cock.

“That’s it, just like that…” Yangyang whispered, continuing stroking Ten’s cock and prodding his prostate until Ten was squirming in his arms. “One more, sweetheart, one last one and we’ll be done…is that okay?” Yangyang asked as he used his own legs to keep Ten’s open.

“Only one more?” Ten asked, trying to calm down but not really succeeding in stopping his trembling.

“Only one more, I think you can do it,” Yangyang replied, leaning down to kiss Ten’s temple before continuing, “but if you want to stop that’s okay, you’ve been so good already…”

“One more” Ten whispered. He wanted to get closer to Yangyang somehow but it was impossible, they were already as close as possible, the best he could do was push his back further against Yangyang’s warm, clothed chest and wrap his arms around Yangyang’s arm. It would do for now.

His hips were bucking up wildly, fucking his spent cock deeper into Yangyang’s fist as he kept being assaulted by the non stop pleasure of Yangyang massaging his prostate. He kept tethering in that near-orgasm moment for so long he felt he was going to faint until Yangyang let go of his shaft, massaging the head of his cock with his fingers before rubbing the slit with his thumb. Ten came completely dry with a loud drawn out cry, his cock twitching desperately in Yangyang’s hand. He must have actually blacked out for a few seconds because the next thing he knows, he’s being fully held by Yangyang, his arms wrapped around his chest and his stomach pulling him closer.

“So good, you did so well” Yangyang said as he tilted Ten’s face so he could kiss him properly. Or as properly as they could in their current position. “Lie down, baby, let me clean you up…”

Ten was boneless as Yangyang maneuvered him into lying on his back, the bedsheets cool on his sweaty back. His eyes fluttered open and shut as he watched Yangyang literally run into their bathroom and come back with a wet towel. Oh, it felt nice on his skin when Yangyang wiped him down.

Yangyang wasn’t too sure of what else to do. The only aftercare he knew off was the one Ten gave him and he wasn’t always completely present for it while it was happening. Still, he decided to go with what he knew he liked and hopefully they could go from there and Ten would be able to tell him if he needed anything else.

“Here, drink some water…” Yangyang led the water bottle he kept on his bedside table to Ten’s lips when he sat up and watched as he quickly downed the whole thing.

“What?” Ten managed to croak out as he finished the water when he noticed Yangyang staring at him with a soft smile on his face.

“Nothing…you just look cute,” Yangyang said as he cupped his cheek, with so much adoration in his voice it made Ten blush again, “let’s get you dressed again...”

Ten let Yangyang put some clean clothes on him, a task that ended up taking longer than it should have because Yangyang kept stopping to litter his body in kisses. He was preparing to get back in bed when Yangyang stopped him, taking his sweatshirt off and putting it on him, “we can’t have you getting cold, can we, sweetheart?”

Ten should have felt a little embarrassed at the pet name now that he was a little more himself but he felt so loved when Yangyang said it, the thought didn’t really cross his mind. He lay back down, warm and comfy in his clothes as Yangyang joined him, immediately pulling him into his arms.

“How are you feeling?”

“Better, thank you,” Ten whispered as he looked up into Yangyang’s eyes before giving him a chaste kiss to his lips, “I mean it…”

“No need to thank me, I love you…” Yangyang simply said, kissing the top of Ten’s head just like he usually did to him.

A comfortable quietness had fallen in the room, broken only by whispered praises and ‘I love yous’ when Ten started feeling the pull of sleep winning over him. He got more comfortable in Yangyang’s arms, their legs intertwined.

“You did so well today, sweetheart, sleep now…” was the last thing Ten heard before he finally lost consciousness.

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subbyyang · 3 years ago

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Don't keep my love on the low low (Keep my love on the low low) - Ten/Yangyang (12/?)

we all knew they couldn't stay away from each other for too long so here we have over 4000 words of tenyang being mushy and sappy because that's just who they are as people

Yangyang’s eyes drooped as he stared at the screen, tired but not wanting to sleep. He had been dreaming of Ten for the past three days and he couldn’t take it anymore. He grabbed his phone, fully ready to text him, apologize, anything to get Ten back into his life when it vibrated in his hands.

From: Ten ♥️ | 3:58 am

i’m sorry

Yangyang felt his heart pick up inside his chest, so fast his head was turning. Ten.

From: Ten ♥️ | 3:59 am

you’re not a joke to me

or a personal project

i miss you

miss you so fucking much

Yangyang couldn’t stop staring at his phone. Ten missed him. Ten was apologizing. He wanted to call him, wanted to hear his voice and apologize too for the things he had said but he was afraid his voice would betray him, that it would waver and tremble. So he started typing instead, deleting and rewriting his reply until he was happy with it.

To: Ten ♥️ | 4:09 am

i’m sorry for doubting u…and for what i said

i miss you too

a lot ♥️

From: Ten ♥️ | 4:11 am

i need to see you

To: Ten ♥️ | 4:11 am

can i come over?

From: Ten ♥️ | 4:12 am

tomorrow

you should rest now baby

— —

It had been hard for Yangyang to fall asleep that night, excited for what was to come. He couldn’t wait to touch Ten, to kiss him, to talk to him. He had nearly run out of the door when the time came, yelling some lie to Kun about going over to Renjun’s to study.

It must have been hard for Ten to sleep too, the bags under his eyes deep and dark as he held onto Yangyang in a bone crushing hug. Yangyang let himself be pulled onto the couch, head resting on Ten’s shoulder and his legs over Ten’s thighs, their mouths meeting in a slow kiss.

“I missed this” Ten whispered as he pulled away, lips still so close to Yangyang’s they were still almost touching, his eyes still closed shut as if he was afraid the moment he opened them, Yangyang would disappear.

“Missed what?” Yangyang said, a glint in his eyes as Ten opened his only to roll them at Yangyang. “Oh come on, I wanna hear you say it…” he continued, touching Ten’s lips with his fingertips.

“You can use your imagination,” Ten huffed, pulling on Yangyang’s shirt, “now get on my lap properly…”

“Bossy” Yangyang said, letting out what could only be described as a delighted giggle as he got on top of Ten, straddling his lap before leaning down at the same time as Ten leaned forward, meeting him halfway. “I missed this too” he whispered, hands rubbing up and down Ten’s chest before leaning back down for another kiss.

They stayed like that for what felt like hours, sharing kiss after kiss, hands running up and down each other’s body as if they were trying to memorize each corner, each touch of skin. Yangyang started to slowly grind down on Ten’s cock, his own quickly filling up inside his jeans. They both moaned into each other’s mouths at the pleasure shooting up their spines, Ten’s hands traveling to Yangyang’s hips where he could control his movements. Ten pulled away just enough to kiss down Yangyang’s neck, deeply pleased with the soft gasps and moans he was letting out as he tilted his face up, giving Ten better access.

“N-no marks,” Yangyang breathed out when he felt Ten sucking on the area right underneath his ear, “Xiaojun is way too nosy”

Ten laughed but obliged, turning from sucking on the skin to kissing it softly, smiling against Yangyang’s neck when he felt him melt against his body. He could never get used to how cute Yangyang could be. After dutifully peppering his neck and jaw with kisses, Ten’s lips traveled back to Yangyang’s mouth, a surprised groan leaving his lips when Yangyang pushed his tongue in his mouth, his hips once again grinding down against Ten.

Yangyang moaned softly into Ten’s mouth as Ten sucked on his tongue. He was so hard he felt like he could cum just from this. And he wanted to cum, desperately so. As if listening to his thoughts - Yangyang honestly sometimes believed he could - Ten slid his hand from where it rested on the small of his back, all the way to his clothed cock, pressing on it softly with his palm causing Yangyang to keen and push against Ten’s hand.

“So desperate,” Ten teased, brushing his fingers on the hardened bulge as Yangyang shivered on his lap, “look at you, what do you want, baby?”

“Cum” Yangyang breathed out between moans as Ten changed tactics once again, now lightly squeezing him as Yangyang kept bucking his hips into his hand. He quickly tried to undo his jeans only to have Ten slap his hand away.

“You want to cum, baby?” Ten said, his voice sweet and soft, contrasting with the way his touch had roughened on Yangyang’s cock through his clothes.

“Y-yes, Ten please” Yangyang moaned, a confused look on his face when he tried once again to undo the button only to have Ten slap his hand again.

“Cum for me, baby, just like this…cum in your pants like the messy baby you are” Ten whispered, eyes set on Yangyang’s face as he whimpered when he squeezed him again. He watched as his eyes squeezed shut when he brushed his blunt nails along the hard bulge, Yangyang’s hips bucking up wildly against him as he came with a series of soft gasps and moans. He was beautiful like this, humping Ten’s hand as he rode out the rest of his orgasm, eyes still cutely scrunched shut, a bead of sweat rolling down his face. “That’s it, so good for me” Ten said softly, affection dripping from his tongue as he pulled Yangyang into a kiss, his hands sliding up to cup his cheeks.

“Let me take care of you,” Yangyang whispered as he pulled away from Ten’s lips, their foreheads still touching, “can I suck you off?”

“Oh baby, you don’t have to… '' Ten said, pecking Yangyang’s lips one more time before pulling away and brushing the hair away from his forehead.

“But I want to, please…can I? Please?”

Who was Ten to deny Yangyang whatever he wanted when he asked like this, with big, round eyes, his hand blindly searching for Ten’s to hold onto? Ten just nodded, eyes darkening at the sight of Yangyang sliding from his lap, landing on his knees between his spread legs, smiling up at him. He lifted his hips as Yangyang excitedly pulled down his sweatpants and underwear, all the way down his legs, before turning back to run his hands up and down Ten’s thighs.

Yangyang stared at Ten’s cock, hard and leaking between his legs, his heart starting to beat faster. Now that he was on his knees he had no idea how to start.

“Baby?” Ten said softly, carding his fingers through Yangyang’s hair.

Yangyang looked up, smiling at Ten, his eyes fluttering closed at the way Ten’s fingertips were massaging his scalp. It was soothing. He enjoyed the affectionate gesture for a while, letting his heartbeat slow down before opening his eyes again and finally leaning down. He left soft, almost feather-light kisses to Ten’s cock, enjoying the way Ten sighed above him, his fingers still caressing Yangyang’s head.

“Oh, that’s it, baby,” Ten breathed out, head falling back on the sofa as Yangyang took him in his mouth, his tongue circling the head, “just like that…feels so good”

With Ten’s encouragement, Yangyang started getting bolder, sinking lower down Ten’s cock until he started to choke, a hint of pink tinging his cheeks in embarrassment when Ten cooed at him. He took a deep breath before trying again, spreading his lips over the swollen head, breathing through his nose as he went down, stopping before it got too much.

“Use your hands too, baby…” Ten said in between moans, eyes closed in pleasure.

Yangyang followed Ten’s guidance, wrapping both hands around what he couldn’t fit in his mouth. He bobbed his head up and down, cheeks hollowed snuggly around the shaft, his own eyes fluttering closed once again when he felt Ten tightening the hold on his hair, gently pushing him further down on his cock. Yangyang let himself be pushed, doing his best to breathe through his nose and relax his throat. As if sensing Yangyang was on the verge of choking again, Ten pulled him up, giving him a few seconds before pushing him back down, swearing at the wet noise of his cock sliding into Yangyang’s awaiting mouth, a mess of spit and precum drooling down his chin.

“So good for me,” Ten said with a sigh, dark eyes set on Yangyang’s lips, spread wide around his cock, “can you use your tongue? Yeah, just like that…”

Yangyang circled his tongue around the shaft, all the way up until he reached the head. He sucked on it as his tongue poked at the slit, a proud smile on his lips at the way Ten shivered underneath his touch, fingers tightening their hold on Yangyang’s head.

“Am I doing well?” Yangyang asked innocently as he pulled off with a noisy pop before licking a long stripe on the underside of Ten’s hard cock.

“You’re perfect,” Ten sighed as Yangyang licked whatever part of his cock he could reach, big round eyes looking up at him as he jerked him off, “now get back to it”

Yangyang laughed quietly before taking Ten in his mouth, once again letting Ten push him down and then pull him back up. He moaned as Ten controlled his movements, using his mouth to get off, letting out deep groans when he felt Yangyang choking before pulling him back up.

Ten started building a nice rhythm, chasing his orgasm as he fucked Yangyang’s mouth, moans falling freely from his lips. It was so clear how inexperienced Yangyang was, going pliant under Ten’s hands and drooling everywhere but that somehow just made Ten love it even more. He looked down at Yangyang, finding him already looking up at him under his wet lashes, tears streaming down his red cheeks. The sight was enough to send Ten over the edge.

“Fuck, close your eyes” Ten said with a groan as he quickly pulled Yangyang off of him by the hair, just in time to cum all over his face, some of it landing on his cheeks and his open mouth and some clumping in his lashes.

Yangyang stayed put, on his knees, his face a mess of tears and spit and cum. He didn’t know if he should wait for Ten to wipe his face or if he should do it himself but his answer was quickly answered when he felt Ten’s finger softly wiping his closed eyes before sliding between Yangyang’s lips and wiping the cum on his tongue.

“Good boy, so good for me,” Ten said almost reverently as he continued feeding Yangyang small globs of his cum, cleaning his face little by little, “you can open your eyes, baby…come here”

Yangyang let himself be pulled by the hand back on Ten’s lap, his knees red from where they had been in contact with the floor. Ten kissed him gently, his lips warm and soft as his hands slowly rubbed Yangyang’s inflamed knees before sliding up to his face, rubbing his cheeks as their lips continued moving in perfect sync. They finally pulled away when the need to breathe became greater than their desire for each other, Yangyang opening his mouth to speak but getting interrupted before he even began.

“You did amazing” Ten said in a reassuring tone as he kept caressing Yangyang’s cheek with his thumb, as if he knew what Yangyang was about to ask him.

Yangyang seemed happy with it, leaning forward to drop his head on Ten’s shoulder, trying to hide the shy smile on his lips.

“Can I borrow some pants? I feel sticky…”

— —

The day had gone by in a second after they were done on the sofa. Yangyang had changed into Ten’s clothes and cuddled into his side on the couch as they kissed slowly, some random show playing in the background that none of them was paying attention to; they ate and played with the cats and cuddled some more, trying to make up for those weeks they weren’t talking to each other. And then Ten was kissing him again, soft and gentle at first, his touches loving and innocent but gradually becoming more passionate, their kisses getting deeper and full of lust.

That’s how Ten and Yangyang found themselves stumbling into the bedroom as they kissed, stopping only long enough for Ten to pull Yangyang’s shirt off and throw it on the floor before their lips were once again connected.

Yangyang let himself be pushed on the bed, manhandled into the perfect position by Ten - as he always did - his legs falling spread open as Ten climbed on top of him. He couldn’t believe how much he had missed it, being at Ten’s mercy underneath him, feeling Ten’s hands running all over his body, his chest, his tummy, his thighs. He couldn’t live without it.

“What do you want, baby?” Ten’s voice was low and calm as he rubbed Yangyang through his sweatpants, feeling his cock fill up against his hand.

“Fuck me, please, I’ve missed you so much” Yangyang whimpered as he bucked his hips, reaching out to pull Ten down into a desperate kiss, Ten’s mouth greedily swallowing all his moans and gasps.

Yangyang whined when Ten pulled away from the kiss, his expression softening when he kissed him on the forehead before sitting back on his knees. He watched mesmerized as Ten pulled his shirt off, his tattoos on full display over his toned body. Yangyang could never get tired of Ten, he was so beautiful it made his breath get stuck in his throat and his head turn - or maybe that was all the blood rushing to his dick.

“Are you going to finish taking your clothes off or do you need help?” Ten teased as he brushed his fingertips on Yangyang’s clothed thigh.

Ten quickly pulled the rest of his clothes off as he watched Yangyang somehow struggling with sweatpants, his hands trembling as he tried to undo the elastic.

“Useless baby,” Ten teased as he swatted Yangyang’s hands away, slowly pulling his pants off, revealing more and more of the soft skin he loved so much, “can’t do anything by himself…” he continued, his voice lower but still with that hint of teasing. He finished taking the sweatpants off, throwing them in the general direction of the rest of their clothes before leaning down, placing a butterfly kiss on Yangyang’s knee and kissing his way up his thin legs.

“You can - you can leave marks where they’re not visible if - if you want” Yangyang stuttered, picking at the bedsheets with his nails, his cheeks bright red.

“Is that so?” Ten’s face opened up in a bright smile before he turned back to Yangyang’s legs. He started peppering his thighs with kisses, then moving up to his hips, kissing his protruding hip bones before starting to suck on the skin until it was littered in red marks. He moved a little further up to place a kiss on the cute mole on Yangyang’s tummy and then moved back down, sucking and biting his thighs, leaving a sea of purplish bruises.

Yangyang couldn’t stop the moans that fell from his tongue at the feeling of Ten’s mouth on him, marking him as his. He wanted more. Needed more. Needed Ten to touch his cock, to fuck him into the mattress like he was weightless, to make him cum embarrassingly fast like he always did. He needed Ten. With moans turning into whines, Yangyang shook Ten’s shoulder as he spread his legs further apart, hoping he would get the message.

“Huh?” Ten asked with a glint in his eyes as he climbed back up Yangyang’s body until they were face to face.

“Ten” Yangyang whined again, wrapping his legs around Ten’s waist and pulling him down towards his crotch as his lips searched for Ten’s.

“I don’t know what you want, baby…” Ten teased as he evaded Yangyang’s kiss at the last second, “you need to tell me…”

“Fuck me, please Ten, need you inside me”

Ten swore under his breath at the desperate look on Yangyang’s face. He swooped down and pushed their lips together as he blindly reached into his bedside table for lube and condoms. He loved taking his time with Yangyang, finger him open for so long he would be on the brink of orgasm by the time Ten got his cock in him but today neither of them could wait. The weeks they had spent apart were enough to leave them both needy and desperate for each other’s touch.

Yangyang moaned loudly as Ten’s lubed fingers massaged his rim before pushing in. Ten prepared him quickly, fucking two and then three fingers into his hole as he peppered Yangyang’s neck in kisses before taking his lips in a fiery kiss, swallowing all the beautiful noises Yangyang was letting out.

“I’m ready, please, pl-please Ten”

“Don’t want to hurt you” Ten whispered as he nuzzled the crook of Yangyang’s neck, making an effort not to bite the soft skin so he won’t leave any marks.

“You won’t, please fuck me, pl-“ Yangyang didn’t finish his sentence, letting out a deep groan when Ten crooked his fingers against his prostate, the noise immediately muffled by Ten’s lips on his own.

“Ride me?” Ten asked, pulling his fingers out of Yangyang before turning them around, Yangyang straddling his hips.

Yangyang kissed him in response, quickly opening the condom and placing it on Ten’s hard cock after giving it a few tugs. He lined himself up with Ten’s cock and started sinking down on it, soft gaspy moans leaving his lips, his eyes fluttering shut at the feeling of Ten filling him up, spreading him open. He had missed this. He had missed this so so much.

“That’s it, fuck yourself on my cock” Ten whispered, his hands rubbing up and down Yangyang’s trembling thighs before sliding up to his hips. Yangyang looked perfect like this, desperately bouncing on his cock, sweaty hair stuck to his forehead, full bottom lip trapped between his teeth as he tried to contain his noises.

It was embarrassing how close Yangyang was already, his hard cock leaking all over Ten’s stomach as he tried his hardest to keep a stable rhythm. He was starting to falter, his thighs shaking in exertion, his moans becoming breathier and breathier as tears streaked his cheeks. He didn’t want it to be over already.

Noticing Yangyang’s reactions, Ten sat up, arms wrapped around Yangyang’s waist as he pulled him closer, their lips meeting in a hungry, messy kiss. He guided Yangyang’s movements, kissing away his whines and sobs as he thrust up into his heat. It didn’t take long for Yangyang to go pliant in his arms, babbling his name in between begging for Ten to touch him.

“Please, Ten - please - gonna c - please, please”

“Cum for me, beautiful” Ten whispered in Yangyang’s ear, one hand leaving his waist to wrap around his forgotten cock.

Yangyang’s eyes dropped shut as Ten jerked him off with sure motions, pumping his cock once, twice, three times before thumbing at his slit. Yangyang came with a loud cry all over Ten’s hand before he was being pushed on his back as Ten chased his own orgasm, fucking him with strong but unorganized thrusts that had Yangyang shivering in overstimulation as cum continued to continuously drool from his half soft cock.

“Missed you so much” Yangyang sobbed as he wrapped his arms around Ten’s shoulder, pulling him down into a bone crushing hug, his legs tightly wrapped around Ten’s waist keeping him inside him as he finished inside the condom.

“I know, baby, I know,” Ten said, wiping Yangyang’s tears before pushing the sweaty hair away from his forehead and leaving a kiss there, “I’ve missed you too”

Yangyang winced as Ten pulled out of him and disposed of the condom before lying back down on his side, pulling Yangyang into him and kissing him. Their kiss was gentle and tired, Ten’s hands caressing Yangyang’s cheeks as Yangyang threw one leg over Ten’s hips, bringing them closer.

“Missed you” Ten repeated over and over again against Yangyang’s lips, another word on the tip of his tongue, struggling to escape from his lips. “So tired, baby…sleep now” Ten said as he turned on his back with a soft laugh when he noticed the way Yangyang’s eyes were getting droopier. He was always so exhausted after being fucked, it was endearing.

Yangyang relaxed in Ten’s arms, adjusting his position until he was comfortably tucked on Ten’s side, his legs still intertwined with his, Ten’s blunt nails scratching lightly at his back.

— —

Yangyang stirred as the soft morning light flooded the room through the window. He stretched his arms as he yawned before feeling around for Ten. But Ten wasn’t there. Waking up a little more, Yangyang turned to face the other side of the bed where Ten had been the night before, snuggling him to sleep.

He foraged the floor for his forgotten sweatpants, noticing right away that the clothes Ten was wearing the night before were no longer on the floor. He checked his phone, groaning when he noticed how early it actually was for a Saturday. He padded into the living room, finding Ten all over his canvas, a paintbrush balanced between his teeth.

“Why are you up already?” Yangyang mumbled against the crook of Ten’s neck as he wrapped his arms around him from behind. From over his shoulder he watched as Ten glued dried flowers to his painting, taking him longer than he would like to admit to realize they were the baby’s breath flowers Yangyang had gifted him weeks before mixed with some other petals he didn’t recognize.

“Still, not already” Ten muttered, putting the paintbrush down and staring at the painting in front of him, the same one he had been working on when Yangyang came over for the first time.

“Huh?”

“Haven’t slept yet, so I’m still up” Ten simply replied, turning around in his stool, burying his face in Yangyang’s naked chest and taking a deep breath. He had tried to sleep, he really had, but for some reason sleep just didn’t come to him. He didn’t want to spend the night tossing and turning and risk waking up Yangyang, who was still sleeping peacefully in his arms.

“What?” Yangyang exclaimed as he pulled away from Ten, “why?”

“Don’t know, just couldn’t sleep, it’s fine,” Ten replied, pulling Yangyang back against him, “it happens sometimes, don’t worry”

“Come,” was all Yangyang said as he reached for Ten’s hand, pulling him along as he walked back to the bedroom, “it’s nap time”

“You literally just woke up” Ten laughed as Yangyang led him to the bedroom.

“So? Perfect time for a nap…”

Yangyang lay down on his back, pulling Ten onto the bed, shaking his head when Ten tried to take his usual position, pulling Yangyang into his side.

“No, let me take care of you this time” Yangyang whispered, pulling Ten towards him, smiling softly when Ten gave in, snuggling into his side, his head on Yangyang’s chest. Yangyang wrapped one arm around Ten’s back while his other hand played with Ten’s hair, carding his fingers through the soft strands and gently scratching at the scalp, just like Ten usually did to him. “Were you glueing my flowers to the painting?”

“Yeah, and some camellias, I love them, they’re my favorite…” Ten replied, drawing a flower with his fingertips on Yangyang’s chest.

Yangyang hummed in response, pulling Ten closer to his body.

“This feels nice” Ten whispered against his chest, his body melting into the mattress

“Yeah? I won’t stop then” Yangyang said, just as calm and softly, before kissing the top of Ten’s head, his thumb drawing circles on Ten’s hip.

Ten didn’t think he would be able to fall asleep, even with Yangyang’s gentle touches. He was preparing for a few more hours of alertness when he got surprised by a deep yawn leaving his body.

“Sleep well, I’ll be here when you wake up”

Ten felt as if someone was squeezing his heart, warmth spreading through his chest, in so much affection for this boy. He left a grateful feather-light kiss to Yangyang’s chest as his eyes fluttered shut, a light shiver running down his spine at the feeling of Yangyang’s fingertips on his scalp lulling him to sleep.

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subbyyang · 3 years ago

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Tenyang - 16 (“Don’t - Please don’t let me-“)

“Come with me” Ten whispered in Yangyang’s ear as he stopped him from pacing around the room. He walked out of the dressing room they were in and led Yangyang by the hand into the nearest bathroom and pushed him inside one of the stalls, locking the door behind him.

Yangyang didn’t have time to say anything before Ten was pushing him against the wall, slotting their lips together. It was quick and to the point, Ten’s tongue pushing between Yangyang’s lips before tickling the roof of his mouth causing Yangyang to laugh and pull away only to be pulled back in by Ten.

Ten usually liked to take things slower, tease Yangyang with soft, almost chaste kisses and gentle touches, getting him needier and needier by the second until he would finally give in, deepening his kisses, fucking his mouth with his tongue until Yangyang begged him for more. But there was no time for that today. In between all the concerts, they didn’t have the time nor the energy for anything else other than some kissing before going to sleep and even though they were together everyday, they missed each other’s touch like crazy.

Yangyang let out soft, breathy moans as Ten gently shoved his thigh between his legs, pushing it up against Yangyang’s crotch. He started with slow circular moves, his tongue drawing circles on Yangyang’s neck and jaw at the same pace.

“Ten, please” Yangyang breathed out in between moans, arms tightly wrapped around Ten’s shoulders, pulling him as close as possible, one hand at the back of his neck, playing with the long hairs on Ten’s nape.

As Ten started pushing harder against Yangyang’s hardening cock, he could feel him tightening the hold on his hair, thrusting down against his thigh trying to get as much friction as possible. His noises had started getting louder too, his clear moans echoing against the bathroom walls. Ten loved his noises. Loved his moans and his gasps, his sobs of despair, his pleas, his whines. But they were for his ears only.

“Shh, shh, not so loud, baby” Ten shushed before pushing their lips together one more time, swallowing all the noises Yangyang was making, replacing them with the wet sound of their lips gliding together. He loved performing, loved their fans and all they had accomplished but at that moment, all he wanted was to be over with the tour so he could lock himself in his room with Yangyang until he made him scream. Without realizing, he had picked up his pace, roughly rubbing Yangyang’s now fully hard cock with his thigh.

“Ten” Yangyang let out in a small, breathless voice when they pulled away, desperately rutting against Ten’s thigh, his cheeks red in embarrassment and exertion.

Ten could tell Yangyang was close by the way he was trembling in his arms, his breathing coming out in pants, his fingers tightly grasping onto his hair in an almost painful way.

“Are you going to cum for me?” Ten whispered, sliding one hand under his shirt and pinching one of his nipples, immediately covering Yangyang’s mouth with his own.

Yangyang needed to cum. Desperately so. It had been nearly two weeks and he just couldn’t take it anymore. But he couldn’t cum in his pants, right before a performance. Oh but he wanted to. Wanted to so bad.

“Don’t - “ Yangyang’s sentence was cut by a deep groan leaving his throat, “please don’t let me -“

“Cum for me, go on baby, you can do it” Ten whispered in his ear, rubbing his nipple with his fingertip.

Yangyang came with a shuddering cry as he rutted against Ten, riding out his orgasm, small gasps falling from his lips as Ten continued circling his thigh until Yangyang was pulling him by the hair, the overstimulation getting the best of him.

“Messy baby,” Ten teased as he pulled Yangyang into a hug, “what are we gonna tell the stylists now?”

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subbyyang · 3 years ago

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Tenyang - 4 (“Shh, don’t cry. You’re doing so well” )

“I can’t, I can’t” Yangyang whimpered over and over again, thrashing against his restraints as Ten pushed the wand vibrator against his cock once again.

“You can’t? I think you can…” Ten teased, running his finger up Yangyang’s shaft from where he was sitting straddling his lap, collecting the clear liquid that seemed to continuously leak from his abused cock, now red and a little soft, and led it to his mouth, licking it from his fingers. Ten regretted not having fucked himself on Yangyang’s cock while it was still fully hard about three orgasms ago but, oh well, there would be other times for that.

Ten would never get tired of seeing Yangyang like this, cutely struggling against the rope on his wrists, incomprehensible babbles and pleas falling from his lips, his body shivering as he came over and over again.

“Ten” Yangyang cried out when he felt Ten hold him down by the hip, moving the vibrator down to his balls.

He couldn’t cum anymore, his cock was leaking but he didn’t think he had another orgasm in him. But Ten had decided differently. He tried to take deep breaths, painful pleasure burning in his gut as Ten kept torturing him with the buzzing toy. He wanted to stop and keep going at the same time and he had no idea how that could work in his mind.

“Shh, don’t cry,” Ten whispered, voice soft and comforting as he lifted the vibrator, wiping the tears from Yangyang’s eyes, “you’re doing so well”

The tension left Yangyang’s body for a couple of seconds as Ten kissed him slowly, giving him time to recenter himself before he was pushing the wand against him one more time, this time his other hand collecting some more beads of cum from the head before reaching between his legs, pushing two fingers into his ass.

“Come on, baby, one last time and then we can stop” Ten said as he jabbed his fingers against Yangyang’s sensitive prostate, laughing lightly when he felt him jolt underneath him

“Please, Ten” Yangyang whined, his body confused on whether to chase the pleasure coming from his cock or from his ass.

“Be good for me, baby”

And with those words Yangyang’s body went taut as pleasure took over his senses for the fourth time that night, his cock twitching as clear beads of cum pooled between his legs, his hips moving in a frenzy to ride out the last of his orgasm. He barely registered Ten getting off of him and undoing the rope before he was being pulled into a gentle hug, soft praises whispered into his sweaty hair.

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subbyyang · 3 years ago

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Don't keep my love on the low low (Keep my love on the low low) - Ten/Yangyang (13/?)

To: Yang~ | 11:33 pm

thank you for this morning 🥰

From: Yang~ | 11:34 pm

u don’t have to thank me

if u slept well that’s all that matters

To: Yang~ | 11:36 pm

it was the best sleep i’ve had in a while lol

From: Yang~ | 11:36 pm

good!!!

From: Yang~ | 11:40 pm

i miss u already 😢

Ten fondly rolled his eyes at Yangyang’s message, ignoring the pink heat dusting his cheeks.

To: Yang~ | 11:42 pm

don’t be sappy, we’ll see each other again soon

From: Yang~ | 11:42 pm

🥺

To: Yang~ | 11:43 pm

🙄

…i miss you too

Ten laughed softly at all the stickers Yangyang sent in return, their chat filled with pink and red hearts. He could be so cute sometimes it made his heart ache. With a fond sigh, Ten went into the settings and changed Yangyang’s contact name.

‘Yangie 🥰’

There. That seemed right.

— —

From: DJ | 4:40 pm

I can’t do this

To: DJ | 4:41 pm

yes u can

From: DJ | 4:41 pm

I can’t

I’m scared

To: DJ | 4:42 pm

dejun…you’ll never know if u don’t try it

u got this, if she doesn’t like u it’s her loss

you’re smart and good looking and sometimes you’re even a little funny 😂

From: DJ | 4:44 pm

You really think I’m funny? 🥺

To: DJ | 4:46 pm

🙄

omg just go ask her out

— —

“Well. Someone’s happy” Yangyang said with a laugh when Xiaojun stormed into the library, throwing his things on the table, a bright smile on his lips.

“She said yes,” Xiaojun exclaimed, immediately apologizing to the librarian throwing him a dirty look, “she said yes” he repeated in a whisper.

“Karina?”

“Yeah! We’re going on a date tomorrow” Xiaojun couldn’t hide his smile as he told Yangyang how he had waited for her after their shared class and stuttered his way onto a date.

“Where are you taking her? What are you wearing?”

Yangyang loved seeing Xiaojun like this. It had been a while since he had put himself out there and asked someone out. He hoped this Karina girl would be careful with his heart, others hadn’t been..

“I was thinking of maybe a picnic near the river but I have no idea what to wear - what - what are you doing?”

“Packing? Come on, we have things to buy and clothes to choose” Yangyang replied as he finished shoving his things in his backpack and got up from the table.

“Oh, you don’t have to”

“I’m your most stylish friend, it’s my duty” Yangyang said, fully ignoring the look Xiaojun was giving him as he followed behind him nonetheless.

— —

“Have you seen anyone - this one? - have you seen anyone around?”

“I’ve seen many people” Yangyang said as he shook his head at the shirt Xiaojun was holding up.

“That’s not what I meant…have you seen any girls around that you like?”

“Xiaojun,” Yangyang said with a sigh, “not again”

“I’m just saying, people talk” Xiaojun replied defensively, pulling a red button down shirt from the rack.

“What do you mean by that?”

Xiaojun looked conflicted as he stared at the flashy shirt still in his hands, picking at a loose thread on the collar.

“Xiaojun, what did you mean?” Yangyang said as he pulled the awful shirt from Xiaojun’s hands and put it back with the other clothes.

“It’s nothing, Yongho made some comments about - you know”

“About what? Wait, he thinks I’m gay?” Yangyang could feel his heart beating in his throat, his back breaking out in a cold sweat. Why couldn’t people just leave him alone??

“You know how he is, no one listens to him…but I’m just scared someone else will make comments”

“You don’t have to worry, now go try this on” Yangyang said, hands still shaking as he pushed the clothes he had been carefully choosing in Xiaojun’s arms.

— —

“I have something to ask you” Ten said, twirling a piece of Yangyang’s hair as they cuddled in bed.

Yangyang had spent a good part of the evening with Xiaojun, helping him prepare the perfect date and the perfect outfit, on top of giving him another very much needed pep talk. And then Ten had texted him, asking if he wanted to come over and Yangyang hadn’t thought twice.

“I’m listening” Yangyang replied, carefully drawing shapes on Ten’s chest with his fingertips, every now and then feeling his heartbeat right under his skin.

“I have this friend from Thailand - Lisa - she’s in a band and they’re having a show on Friday,” Ten started, eyeing Yangyang to analyze his reactions, “I was wondering if maybe you wanted to go? With me, that is” he continued, nerves clear in the way his voice wavered.

“Ten,” Yangyang said, a conflicted look on his face, “we - we can’t, people will see us”

People talk.

“It’s not here, she lives in Busan, no one will know us there - but it’s okay if you don’t want to go”

“I want to, I do” Yangyang said, sitting up so he could better look Ten in the eyes. Ten looked so vulnerable as he stared up at him and Yangyang hated himself a little for making him upset.

“I get it, don’t worry, forget I brought it up I -” Ten said, pulling on Yangyang’s arm to get him to lie down in his arms again.

“No, wait, wait - it’s far from here, you say?” Yangyang interrupted, his hand covering Ten’s on his wrist.

“Yes, yes, far away,” Ten said, voice tinged with excitement, heart beating fast inside his chest, “and they’re not professionals or anything so it’s only a small bar gig”

“Hmm,” Yangyang mused as he worried his bottom lip between his teeth, “let’s go then” he said, his small smile growing when Ten pulled him down by the shirt and slotted their lips together.

“It’s a date then?” Ten asked against Yangyang’s lips, his hands sliding inside his hoodie so he could pet the warm skin.

“It’s a date”

Ten couldn’t believe Yangyang had said yes, couldn’t believe this was going to happen. A date. He was going on an actual date for once. He kissed Yangyang hungrily, hoping he could convey with a kiss all he was feeling at the moment. He flipped them around, Yangyang landing on his back on the bed as Ten climbed on top of him, kissing him over and over again until Yangyang’s lips were red and swollen from kissing.

“Ten” Yangyang breathed out as Ten started sliding down his body, Ten’s hand pushing against the bulge in his pants, massaging him to full hardness.

“Shh, let me make you feel good” Ten shushed, undoing Yangyang’s jeans and pulling them down his legs, his underwear coming out at the same time.

Yangyang relaxed against the bed, soft moans slipping from his lips as Ten took him in his mouth, hollowing his cheeks around Yangyang’s cock, using his tongue to play with the head. Yangyang’s hand flew to Ten’s hair when Ten sped up his pace, quickly bobbing up and down on his cock, spit dribbling down his chin.

“I won’t last like this” Yangyang said with a deep groan when Ten took him all the way down his throat before swallowing around him.

“That’s okay, I want you to cum when you feel like it” Ten said sweetly when he pulled off, petting Yangyang’s thigh lovingly.

Ten left a gentle kiss to Yangyang’s warm thigh before taking him back in his mouth, deepthroating him almost effortlessly, relaxing his throat and breathing slowly through his nose before swallowing around him again. He wasted no time, bringing Yangyang close to the edge in only a couple of minutes, his hands petting his thighs softly but not holding him down. Not today. If Yangyang wanted to fuck Ten’s mouth he would allow it.

Still, Yangyang did his best to avoid bucking his hips, not wanting to make Ten choke. It got harder and harder as they went, Yangyang finally losing himself to pleasure when Ten slid a hand to his balls, fondling them gently just like Yangyang loved. Yangyang’s hips pushed up as he came down Ten’s throat after a quick warning, desperate moans dripping from his lips.

“Good boy” Ten praised, pulling off Yangyang’s cock, his blunt nails scratching softly at Yangyang’s hips causing Yangyang to shiver underneath him.

“Let - let me - wanna help you” Yangyang stuttered, pulling Ten up by the hand.

“Don’t worry about me, baby…you seem tired, do you wanna sleep over?”

Yangyang stubbornly turned them so Ten was on his back and he was on his side next to him, his hand sliding down Ten’s toned body until he slipped it inside his pants.

“Not too tired to take care of you,” Yangyang said, trying and failing to avoid a yawn, grabbing onto Ten’s hard, leaking cock and jerking him off. He did all the things Ten liked best, his other hand sliding inside Ten’s jumper to tease his nipples, his movements fast and steady.

Ten let himself enjoy Yangyang’s touches, his eyes drifting shut as a tingly pleasurable feeling traveled up his spine, soft moans falling freely from his lips. He couldn’t stop the smile on his lips when Yangyang kissed him, slow and carefully, in complete contrast to how his hands were touching him. Ten loved how good Yangyang was to him in these moments, always doing his best to make him feel good, no matter how tired he was.

“Baby, I’m gonna cum” Ten breathed out when Yangyang pulled away from his lips, his hips bucking up towards Yangyang’s hand.

With a silent moan, Ten came all over Yangyang’s hand just as Yangyang peppered his jaw in wet kisses, his hand continuing to jerk him off until Ten pushed it away when it started to be too much.

“Don’t you dare clean your hand on my shirt,” Ten said when he noticed Yangyang’s eyes traveling from his cum covered hand to Ten’s comfy jumper, “that’s better, good boy” he joked when Yangyang shrugged and started licking his hand clean.

When Yangyang was done, Ten pulled him snug against him, their legs intertwined as he used his foot to pet Yangyang’s ankle. “You didn’t answer my question” he said, once again playing with Yangyang’s hair. He had noticed how much he seemed to enjoy having his hair touched.

“Huh?” Yangyang asked, tilting his head to look up at Ten, his eyebrows furrowed. Hadn’t he agreed to go out with him on Friday?

“I asked if you wanted to stay over”

“Oh my god, what kind of question is that…you know I never say no to staying over, I love sleeping in your arms too much” Yangyang said, mumbling the last of his sentence as his cheeks heated up.

Ten couldn’t find the words to reply, simply tightening his hold on Yangyang’s body, a small lump forming in his throat that he didn’t know how to explain. He caressed Yangyang’s back for a few minutes until he felt his breathing getting deeper, his face smushed against Ten’s chest. It didn’t take long for Ten to follow right after him into sleep, his body relaxed into the mattress as he let the day’s worries evaporate from his mind.

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Use your words, baby Ten/Yangyang

Ten knows what Yangyang wants but will not indulge him until he hears him ask for it

Cue some cuddles and kisses - and a nice and job

Ten watched, amused, from where he was comfortably lounging on the living room couch, feet on the low table in front of him, as Yangyang quietly sat down on the nearby armchair, his body tense as he picked at the hem of his oversized hoodie, stealing glances at Ten every now and again. One didn’t need to know Yangyang to know he was on edge but Ten did know him, like the palm of his hand, and he knew what he wanted. But he also loved watching him squirm and, besides, he had been trying to get Yangyang to ask for what he needed and this seemed like the perfect opportunity.

Ten went back to staring at the phone in his hands, a sneaky smile on his lips, the kind that said “I know something you don’t” as he played the waiting game. Turns out he didn’t have to wait too long before Yangyang was getting up from the armchair and sitting on the couch, as close to Ten as he could without looking suspicious. Ten could feel the weight of Yangyang’s stare without looking up from his phone, it was heavy and needy and it almost made Ten feel bad for teasing him.

From the corner of his eye, Ten watched as Yangyang’s hand slid slowly across the small distance between them, how he stopped for a couple of seconds before softly placing his hand on Ten’s thigh, almost shyly, like it was the first time he did it, like he hadn’t had Ten’s cock in his mouth just a couple of nights before.

‘Cute ’ Ten thought as he finally spared Yangyang a glance, coming face to face with his blushing cheeks as Yangyang averted his eyes. Deciding to give him a little break, Ten put his phone down and placed his arm behind the sofa, leaving his side free for Yangyang to snuggle closer before turning his attention to whatever show was playing on television. Not that he was actually watching, especially with Yangyang squeezing his thigh gently, probably trying to get his attention. God, Ten was absolutely smitten with him.

Yangyang was restless. He needed Ten, needed his calming presence, his warm touch and Ten was usually so good at reading him. He only had to enter the room and Ten would know right away what he needed, calling him his baby and pulling him on his lap but today he did none of those things. He wondered if he had done something to upset him, his soft hold onto Ten’s thigh faltered and that’s when Ten glanced his way before smiling at him, warmly, invitingly. That seemed to relax Yangyang a little, enough for him to shuffle closer to Ten and lay his head on his shoulder while he swung his legs over Ten’s thighs. Ten couldn’t help instinctively placing one arm over Yangyang’s legs while the other moved towards his head, his fingers carding through his hair, weirdly soft considering how many times he had bleached it and dyed it.

Yangyang smiled to himself, his eyes fluttering shut as he turned his head, nosing at Ten’s neck, breathing in his scent. Ten’s fingers on his hair felt so good, he could definitely fall asleep like this. But he needed more. So he tilted his head, let his lips brush along the skin, softly before starting to leave small kisses, his stomach coiling in excitement when he heard Ten let out a shuddering breath as he moved to give Yangyang better access to his neck.

God, Ten wanted nothing more than to capture Yangyang’s lips on his own, push him down on the sofa and have his way with him right there and then, but he was a patient man, he could wait until Yangyang was begging to be touched. He always sounded so cute when he begged.

For a few minutes, Yangyang kept alternating between kissing and sucking softly on Ten’s neck, he even went as far as biting on it gently, hoping Ten would react, maybe pull on his hair but nothing, no reaction, he just continued playing with his hair like had been doing before, his attention back to whatever was on the television.

“Ten,” Yangyang whined into the crook of Ten’s neck, “Ten, please…”

“What is it, baby?” Ten said as he moved the hand from Yangyang’s legs so he could tilt his face up.

Yangyang just whined in response, not knowing exactly what he needed, only that he needed Ten.

“Use your words, baby.” Ten replied, more tender than teasing, softly brushing his thumb along Yangyang’s cheek. He looked so pretty all flushed, eyes already a little glassy, swimming inside his oversized hoodie. It made Ten want to shower Yangyang in kisses and he almost broke his resolve to wait.

“Please kiss me…” Yangyang said, his voice not much louder than a whisper, as if afraid Ten would deny him.

Ten smiled at him, big and proud before leaning down and joining their lips together in a slow kiss. He felt a nice heat in his stomach at the feeling of Yangyang melting in his arms, Yangyang’s hand tightening around his shirt as his quiet moans got immediately swallowed by Ten’s mouth.

“Was it that hard, baby?” Ten said, a hint of teasing in his voice as he pulled away from the kiss, coming face to face with a blushing Yangyang.

Yangyang didn’t reply, just nodded as he snuggled closer to Ten’s side, one hand sliding under his shirt to rest on his warm, toned stomach.

“It was? I’m so proud of you, baby…” Ten pulled Yangyang into another kiss, always slow and gentle, one hand still playing with Yangyang’s hair as the other held onto his cheek. He was so in love with Yangyang and he loved him no matter what, at all times, but he loved him especially when he was like this, warm and pliant in his arms, shy and needy for affection. Ten lived for these sorts of moments.

“Please touch me…” Yangyang whispered against Ten’s lips once they pulled away from the kiss.

“Anything you want, baby” Ten brushed their noses together playfully, leaving small pecks on Yangyang’s rosy lips as he slid his hand from where it rested on Yangyang’s cheek down his covered chest. Yangyang gasped quietly when Ten slid his hand under his hoodie, his fingertips brushing along the sulks between Yangyang’s ribs, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind. Yangyang whined softly into Ten’s mouth, his hips bucking up into nothing as the pad of Ten’s thumb grazed over his nipple. Ten laughed quietly at his cute reaction, making sure to rub it a few times, swallowing down Yangyang’s desperate moans.

Yangyang wanted more, needed more. He needed Ten’s hand to lower all the way down to where his cock was tenting inside his shorts, already hard and leaking just from Ten’s gentle kisses and soft touches. But speaking was becoming too hard, his mind floaty and clouded. He didn’t want to ask for anything anymore, just wanted Ten to take care of him, make him feel good in that way only he knew how. He pulled away from the kiss, his gaze crossing with Ten’s and he knew he should say what he wanted but Ten was looking at him with so much love in his eyes Yangyang couldn’t stop himself from staring back.

“Do you need me to take over?” Ten said, almost like he could read Yangyang’s mind and God, Yangyang had never loved someone this much.

“Please…” Yangyang nodded, too lost in how good it felt to have Ten running his fingers through his hair, scratching lightly at the skin while his other hand rested peacefully on his chest, right above his heart.

Ten smiled down at Yangyang’s rosy cheeks before leaning down to leave a tender kiss on his forehead, his hand sliding oh-so-slowly down Yangyang’s chest and stomach, his short nails leaving a set of light pink trails behind. Yangyang moaned softly, his back arching slightly as Ten’s hand got lower, his stomach twisting in excitement, just like the moment before a roller coaster drops, when Ten slid his hand in his shorts and pulled his cock out.

“Just some kissing got you like this?” Ten teased as he wrapped his hand around the shaft, already wet from where the head was lazily drooling precum. He leaned down, let their noses brush together for a few moments before he slotted their lips together again. Ten jerked him off slowly, the way he knew Yangyang liked when he got in these sorts of moods, his hand slipping lower to massage his balls gently before moving back up to tease the head. Yangyang moaned so prettily into his mouth, all soft sighs and breathy moans and Ten couldn’t get enough of it.

Yangyang held tightly onto Ten’s shirt, feeling as if he would drift away if he didn’t. Ten broke away from the kiss so they wouldn’t suffocate - Yangyang was too far gone to worry about something as mundane as survival - their lips still a short distance away as their soft breaths mingled together. He could feel that coil of pleasure forming in his stomach, slowly building as Ten kept softly touching him, leisurely moving his hand up and down his cock, the slide easy and wet.

“Are you going to cum for me?” Ten asked sweetly, feeling the way Yangyang seemed to tense slightly in his arms as he continued to pleasure him, never changing his slow, steady rhythm.

“Y-yes…” Yangyang breathed out as he came, pleasure starting from his lower stomach and spreading slowly all over his body, his skin breaking out in goosebumps as he arched his back. He kept letting out soft moans as he rode out his orgasm, slowly fucking into Ten’s fist, wave after wave of pleasure causing him to shiver. He knew Ten was talking to him, could recognize the soothing lull of his voice but his mind was still too cottony for him to piece together the sounds and make them into words.

“-at the mess you made, baby…” Yangyang blinked slowly as he finally seemed to understand. He grabbed onto Ten’s hand, dripping with his cum, and led it to his mouth before starting to lick it, preening at the way Ten was hungrily staring at him. He licked the palm and sucked on each finger until everything was clean before relaxing back against Ten.

“You’re being so good today, baby, so cute like this…” Ten smiled down at Yangyang, his chest warm and full of love as he went back to running his fingers through his hair.

“Want to - want you to feel good…” Yangyang mumbled sleepily, making a motion to slip out of Ten’s embrace before he was being pushed back down again by Ten’s hand on his chest.

“No, no, no…look how sleepy you are, why don’t you take a nap, baby?” Ten asked, sliding his hand up to Yangyang’s cheek, “shh, shh, sleep, I’ll fuck your mouth when you wake up…promise” he continued when he felt Yangyang was going to complain.

Yangyang seemed to settle down at that suggestion. He relaxed back against Ten’s side, his body thrumming with that tired energy one gets after a day at the beach. He finally lost consciousness as a feather-light kiss was left on his head, so soft and gentle Yangyang wasn’t sure he felt it.

~~~

One hour had already passed and Ten couldn’t care less about what was going on on the show he was watching. He had been painstakingly carding his fingers through Yangyang’s hair as he slept on his arms and he was suffering, his arm both assaulted by a worrying numbness and the sharp pain of pins and needles being stuck on his skin. He let go of Yangyang’s hair, just long enough to open and close his hand, before Yangyang started letting out the most disgruntled of whines and who was Ten to deny his baby anything? With a deep breath, trying to ignore the discomfort, Ten went back to carding through Yangyang’s hair with one hand as the other landed on its favorite place on his chest, his even heartbeat kissing his fingertips.

It would be a while until Yangyang woke up again and until then Ten was afraid he would lose an arm, but if it meant having Yangyang, warm and relaxed and comfortable against him, it would be worth it.

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subbyyang · 3 years ago

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Don't keep my love on the low low (Keep my love on the low low) - Ten/Yangyang (9/?)

“It’s not fair that Leon likes you more than he does me,” Ten said, glaring at the cat on Yangyang’s lap, “I’m the one who feeds you, Leon!”

Yangyang just laughed in response, picking up Leon from his own lap and kissing his head before putting him back down.

“At least you still have Louis…”

“You’re right,” Ten replied, holding the other cat close to his chest, “Louis is the only one who loves me in this house”

Not the only one. What??

Yangyang shook his head slightly, trying to get rid of the thoughts that popped in his head. He looked back at Ten to find him already staring at him, a soft look on his face.

They had been chilling on the couch for a while, just talking about anything and everything, while the cats took a nap on their laps. Ten knew Yangyang loved cats, they had already talked about it before, but seeing the way he interacted with Louis and Leon, playing with them and petting them, always so gently was enough to make his heart swell in his chest. Without thinking twice he leaned forward, leaving a soft kiss on Yangyang's cheek.

“What was that for?” Yangyang asked, a light blush on his cheeks as Leon jumped off his lap, disgruntled by Ten’s movement.

“Nothing,” Ten said with a small laugh, trying and failing to keep Louis from following Leon out of the room, “you just looked cute.”

Yangyang nodded before he too leaned in to kiss Ten’s cheek, missing it and accidentally kissing the corner of Ten’s lips. “You looked cute too” he mumbled before pulling away. He didn’t go far before Ten pulled him closer by the shirt, slotting their lips together.

Ten let himself fall backwards on the sofa, pulling Yangyang on top of him, not once breaking the kiss. He would never get tired of this. He could tell he wasn’t the most experienced person but he was always so enthusiastic, so keen on making Ten feel good and yet so gentle in his touches, it drove Ten crazy in the best way. They continued kissing for some time, Yangyang comfortably lying in between Ten’s legs, one of Ten’s hands carding through his hair while the other played with the small hairs at the nape. The kiss was slow and lazy, their lips moving against each other with nearly practiced ease. It reminded Ten of that morning at Yangyang’s just the week before.

“I could kiss you all day” Yangyang whispered against Ten’s lips, a soft moan escaping his own when Ten softly lifted his hips, their cocks brushing together.

“I’m not stopping you…” Ten replied, voice equally as quiet, before peppering Yangyang’s lips with small pecks.

Yangyang pulled away slightly, just so he could tilt Ten’s face to the side. He started leaning in slowly towards his neck when something caught his attention. “Wow, don’t remember doing half of these…” Yangyang said with a self conscious laugh, fingertips softly ghosting over the bruises and bite marks that marred Ten’s neck.

Ten’s breath got stuck in his throat. The room was too hot and he felt like his head couldn’t stop spinning. And then Yangyang was leaning down again, connecting each mark with his tongue leaving a wet trail on his neck, soft lips kissing whatever skin was unmarked.

“Let’s go outside,” Ten said suddenly, sitting up on the couch, “to the terrace, it’s nice at this time of the night” he explained when he saw the look of confusion in Yangyang’s eyes. He looked around until he found two warm blankets that he passed to Yangyang before scouring the living room for his weed, his lighter and his rolling paper. Almost as a second thought he ran into the bedroom, coming back with lube and a condom.

“Oh? You have something planned?” Yangyang asked with a pleased smile, nodding in the direction of Ten’s hands, a light blush on his cheeks.

“Only if you’re up for it…”

“Oh, I’m up for it…” Yangyang said, wiggling his brows playfully at Ten. “Come on, that was funny” he whined when Ten rolled his eyes at him and turned around.

“You’re lucky you’re cute otherwise I would have kicked you out”

Still laughing at his joke, Yangyang followed Ten up the stairs to the terrace. It was freezing cold outside and Yangyang couldn’t stop himself from shivering a little. He watched as Ten sat down on a big cushion on the floor and patted the one next to him.

“Sit,” Ten said, taking the blankets from Yangyang, throwing one around his shoulders, “cold?” he asked when Yangyang sat down next to him, their thighs touching. Yangyang nodded in response and Ten quickly pulled the second blanket around him, making sure he was warm before letting his hand slide down his covered arm, then placing it on his thigh and squeezing it lightly.

Yangyang let his head fall on Ten’s shoulder as he watched Ten’s deft fingers roll the joint before licking the paper. Even in the dark, he could clearly see a peek of his tongue, the elegance of his fingers; he couldn’t look away. He had never been so glad for the darkness before, hiding the blush that spread on his cheeks at the thought of what that tongue and those fingers had done to him before.

Ten took the joint to his lips and lit it up, inhaling slowly, his hand falling once again on Yangyang’s thigh. He breathed out the smoke, his head already feeling lighter as he stroked Yangyang’s slim thigh, his heart beating faster at the soft gasp Yangyang let out.

They passed the joint back and forth, quietly enjoying each other’s company. It was peaceful so far up, the noise of the city struggling to reach them. Yangyang laid down as Ten prepared a second joint, his eyes glued to the night sky. It was somewhat of a clear night, some stars visible against the dark background. It had been a while since Yangyang had stargazed and he couldn’t help but feel like it had been worth the wait if it meant he got to do it with Ten; or maybe it was just the weed talking, it always made him softer.

“What are you thinking about?” Ten nearly whispered as he laid down next to Yangyang.

“The stars,” Yangyang said, equally as quiet, “you” he continued, not really in control of his mouth.

“Why are you thinking about me when I’m right here?”

Yangyang didn’t reply, instead taking the joint from Ten’s hand and pushing it between his own lips. Slowly, the conversation started again, about stars and constellations and then what they would do if a meteor struck but they quickly dropped the subject when Yangyang started panicking, heart racing at the thought of him and all his loved ones dying, of Ten dying.

“Shh, calm down…we’re safe” Ten said, climbing on top of Yangyang and straddling his hips. He carded his fingers through his hair, with one hand, the other petting his chest. It never ceased to surprise him how much he cared for this boy, how much he wanted to protect him from anything that could hurt him - including himself.

When he felt Yangyang relaxing again, almost purring at Ten’s comforting touches, Ten took a slow drag of the nearly forgotten joint, getting as much smoke in his lungs as possible before leaning down and kissing Yangyang, exhaling the smoke into his mouth and then pulling away. Yangyang looked funny like this, eyes big and round in surprise, and Ten couldn’t stop himself from laughing, causing Yangyang to laugh quietly as well. He leaned down once again, both hands cupping Yangyang’s cheeks and kissed him once more, slow and softly at first, as if he had all the time in the world, his hips rolling slowly, their cocks to rubbing together.

“Want you to fuck me tonight” Ten breathed out against Yangyang’s lips. His hand slid from Yangyang’s cheek to his hair, his fingers tightening around the locks and pulling slightly causing Yangyang to groan softly.

“He-here?” Yangyang asked, looking around, that nervous look Ten started to know so well etched in his face. “What if someone sees us?”

“Who’s going to see us, baby?”

“The - the, fuck, the neighbors” Yangyang managed to stutter out, fighting his nervousness and the nice mental fog as Ten ground against him.

“Do you think they’re just standing on their balconies with binoculars? No one can see us, I promise,” Ten said, gently scratching at Yangyang’s scalp in what he hoped was a comforting gesture, “but if you really don’t feel comfortable, we can go back downstairs”

“No, it’s - it’s fine” Yangyang said quickly. The more he thought about it, fucking Ten under the pretty stars, the more he wanted it. “But I - I’ve never - you know -“

“Shh, don’t worry, let me do all the work, baby”

Yangyang groaned when Ten kissed him roughly before pulling away, Yangyang’s bottom lip trapped between his teeth. He watched enraptured as Ten shimmied out of his sweatpants and underwear, quickly getting back on top of Yangyang and covering both of them with one of the blankets. Ten then grabbed the lube and poured some on his fingers, his hand then disappearing under the blanket. His face contorted in concentration for a second before relaxing with a pleased sigh and Yangyang cursed whatever Gods might be out there for the fact he couldn’t actually see Ten fingering himself from where he was laying down.

“Fuck, Yangyang baby, you’re going to fill me up so good, aren’t you?” Ten said with a moan, two fingers fucking his hole at a quick pace as he continued to grind his cock against Yangyang’s clothed one, the friction from his jeans so good he feared he might cum on the spot. “Hmm? Can’t hear you, baby…” he teased when Yangyang nodded.

“Yes, yes” Yangyang said quickly, his hands flying to Ten’s hips, his thumbs petting his soft skin. He was so hard inside his jeans, he felt like he was about to burst and he wasn’t even inside Ten yet. It would be so embarrassing if he came this quickly. He tried taking deep breaths and thinking about Kun naked but then Ten was letting out the most pleased groan Yangyang had ever heard and all his efforts were out of the window. “Ten, Ten…I - I’m, please Ten, I’m gonna…”

“What?” Ten asked, hair somehow a mess and gaze a little feral, “oh, baby…you’re so cute, hold it a little for me, okay? I’m ready”

Yangyang’s head thumped back against the hard ground when Ten undid and pulled his jeans and underwear down to his thighs, his cock springing free, nearly hitting his stomach from how hard he was. He breathed out a curse when he felt Ten’s slender fingers on him, rolling down a condom on his cock.

“So good for me,” Ten moaned softly as he lined himself up with Yangyang’s cock, slowly taking him inch by inch, “been thinking about getting that pretty cock of yours inside me from the moment I saw it, fuck fuck fuck”

Yangyang could do nothing else other than moan uncontrollably as Ten started picking up the pace, fucking himself on his cock, his thighs flexing deliciously under Yangyang’s fingers. He was so tight and warm and fuck, Yangyang could barely think. Was that what fucking him had felt like for Ten?

“Shh, not so loud, baby…” Ten breathed out, one hand sliding up to cover Yangyang’s mouth, muffling his loud moans. He was now wishing they had gone inside so he could listen to all the pretty noises Yangyang was letting out. He was always so expressive, Ten couldn’t take it. He slowly uncovered his mouth before pushing two fingers between his lips, a pleased groan leaving his throat when Yangyang started sucking on them.

Yangyang whimpered against Ten’s fingers as he pushed them deep down his throat, at the same brutal pace he had set for himself on Yangyang’s cock, Yangyang’s throat tightening up whenever he tried not to choke. God, he was so close .

“You’re made to have something in your mouth, aren’t you?” Ten said, trying to keep his voice on a teasing note but it came out all awed and breathless. Yangyang was absolutely perfect. Even between the choking and sucking he had enough mind to buck up into Ten, his hands helping pull Ten down on his cock.

Ten pulled the fingers out of Yangyang’s mouth, laughing at the disgruntled whine he let out at the emptiness. He kissed him in apology, using that same hand to wrap around his cock, the slide made easy by Yangyang’s saliva on his fingers and his own precum. The kiss was nothing like the ones they had shared earlier. No, this kiss was rough and filthy, their spit mixing between their tongues and their teeth clashing together, both of them chasing their own orgasms.

Yangyang got there first, his fingernails digging deeply into Ten’s thighs as he thrust up one last time, cumming into the condom, his moan swallowed up by Ten’s hungry mouth. He wanted to cry out at the overstimulation when Ten continued jumping up and down on his cock, head thrown back in pleasure, the blanket falling from his shoulders; he was so beautiful like this, Yangyang almost feared he was going to get hard again. When it was almost too much for Yangyang to take, Ten moved slightly, changing the angle of the thrusts, his hand tightening against his thigh as the other pulled faster on his cock, small, breathless moans falling from his lips.

“There! There, fuck, filling me so good,” Ten moaned, fucking himself faster at the same angle, Yangyang’s semi-hard cock hitting his prostate, “so good for me, gonna make me cum” he breathed out when Yangyang replaced Ten’s hand with his own on his cock. A couple more deep thrusts was all it took for Ten to cum all over Yangyang’s hand, his own hand flying to his mouth to muffle the loud moans that threatened to escape.

“Ten” Yangyang whispered, pulling Ten down by the shirt so they could kiss, his other hand still around Ten’s softening cock.

“What a mess…” Ten said jokingly as he pulled away, grabbing onto Yangyang’s cum covered hand, his eyes darting to Yangyang’s fluffy sweater - it was too pretty to be destroyed. He led Yangyang’s dirty hand to his own mouth, tapping on his lips to get him to open up.

Yangyang was always so obedient, letting his mouth drop open, his tongue peeking out to lick his fingers. He couldn’t stop his face from contorting into a grimace at the taste, causing Ten to laugh at him.

“You don’t have to swallow it if you don’t like the taste, baby…” Ten said, smiling down at Yangyang as he started pulling his hand away.

“But I want to…” Yangyang replied, forcing his fingers back in his mouth. It wasn’t so bad once he got used to it and he didn’t want to risk Ten ruining another shirt of his. Besides, it was Ten’s cum .

Ten slowly pulled off of Yangyang’s lap, both of them wincing at the friction. He discarded of the condom and pulled his clothes back on, just as Yangyang did, and lay down next to Yangyang, pulling the blankets over both of them. It was a freezing night but it was nice under the covers, and then Yangyang was turning on his side and cuddling into his side, his head on Ten’s chest, one leg thrown over Ten’s waist and it couldn’t have been more perfect.

They went back to talking about the stars and the planets and what they would do if aliens invaded. Yangyang didn’t panic this time. It didn’t surprise Ten, he was a bit out of this world himself. They felt relaxed and sleepy in each other’s arms, tired from the weed and the sex, but it was starting to get too cold outside, even with the blankets.

“Do you wanna stay over?” Ten asked, petting Yangyang’s thigh.

“Can I?”

“Of course, I wouldn’t have asked if I wanted you out, silly,” Ten said with an amused roll of his eyes, turning his face and tilting up Yangyang’s so he could kiss him gently, “come on, let’s go back down, I’m cold and so are you”

“I’m not cold…” Yangyang said. It would have been more believable if he hadn’t been shivering in Ten’s arms, his clothes and the blankets not a match against the early December weather.

They walked down the stairs hand in hand, both blankets wrapped around Yangyang’s shoulders, both of them sighing simultaneously when they walked into the heated apartment. They had a warm shower together, both of them too tired to do anything else other than clean themselves - and maybe share a kiss or two - and then got into bed, Yangyang wearing Ten’s clothes. They hadn’t been in bed for more than a minute when Leon and Louis joined them, snuggling into whatever corner they could find.

Yangyang felt so at peace. He was warm and comfortable in Ten’s arms, his clothes smelled like Ten, the bed smelled like Ten, well, Ten smelled like Ten. He snuggled closer, throwing one leg over Ten’s thigh like he had done before, his body relaxing into the mattress when he felt Ten kiss the top of his head. He wished he could sleep like this forever.

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subbyyang · 3 years ago

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Don't keep my love on the low low (Keep my love on the low low) - Ten/Yangyang (6/?)

Ten’s eyes opened slowly, blinking at the soft light seeping in through the curtains. It wasn’t much, the room was still bathed in enough darkness that he could fall asleep again if he wanted to. He tried to stretch but something was keeping his numb arm from moving. Wait, why was it numb?

He looked to the side, his eyes landing on a mop of hair followed by a slender back. Yangyang. Right.

He smiled at the memories of the night before, Yangyang had looked so pretty underneath him, soft and so responsive. It made his cock twitch in interest. He had half a second of doubt, wondering if doing this with Kun’s little brother was the right thing to do before he was pushing it out of his brain and turning on his side so his chest was against Yangyang’s back. They had already gone too far anyway.

Ten took a moment to nuzzle his face into the crook of Yangyang’s neck before starting to leave kisses on the heated skin. Yangyang was so warm, all Ten wanted was to snuggle closer to him. He wrapped both arms around him and pulled him closer as he continued kissing him until he felt Yangyang starting to stir in his arms.

“Good morning,” Ten purred in Yangyang’s ear, nibbling on the shell until Yangyang let out a soft whine, “yeah, that’s it...wake up, baby…”

“What time is it?” Yangyang croaked as he started fully regaining consciousness.

“No idea, but the sun is out” Ten said, laughing at the new whine Yangyang let out. Was he always this cute in the mornings? “And you looked very cute, I couldn’t resist…”

“You can only see my back” Yangyang mumbled with a yawn, trying and failing to keep his eyes open.

“And it’s a very cute back…” Ten replied as he pushed himself closer to Yangyang, his half hard cock pushed right against his naked ass.

“Oh” was all Yangyang said when he felt Ten behind him. He pushed back experimentally, blushing when Ten groaned in his ear. He pushed back again, moaning softly at the feeling of Ten’s cock behind him, all his blood rushing to his own. “Please…” he whispered, so quietly Ten would have missed it if he wasn’t slightly leaning over, leaving kisses on Yangyang’s jaw.

Ten almost teased him, asked him what exactly he was asking for but there would be other times for that. For now all he wanted was to sink into Yangyang’s heat, revel in his lazy, sleepy warmth. He did quick work of removing his boxers, snorting at the disgruntled noise Yangyang let out when he had to let go of him and then leaned over him, grabbing a condom and the forgotten lube before laying back down.

“Come here…” Ten whispered once he had put on the condom, sliding one arm under Yangyang’s body and wrapping it around his waist, pulling him even closer.

Yangyang let himself be maneuvered, not really sure of what to do with his body. He felt ridiculous for blushing when Ten pushed his thigh up so he could have better access to his hole, it wasn’t like Ten hadn’t seen it all the night before and now he was even covered by the bedsheets. But it felt so intimate, Ten’s chest against his back, one arm tight around him, his warm breath on his neck.

“Relax for me” Ten said as he led his hand to Yangyang’s ass, his fingers spreading lube on the rim. He kept kissing Yangyang’s neck, his jaw, his shoulder and even his cheek when Yangyang turned his face backwards as he slid first one and then a second finger inside him. He was still loose enough from a few hours before that it took Ten much less time to prepare him this time around.

God, the sounds Yangyang was making just from having Ten’s fingers inside him were making it very hard for Ten to concentrate. It wasn’t the loud, wanton moans from the night before, no, they were breathy and oh so soft, with small gasps peppered in for good measure. Ten finally gave in and replaced his fingers with the head of his cock, pushing it in slowly.

“Oh - oh Ten” Yangyang breathed out as Ten pushed all the way in until there was no physical distance between their bodies.

It felt different from the night before, softer, almost lazy in the way Ten slowly moved his hips as if he feared the mood would change if he dared to fuck him harder. Not that Yangyang was complaining. He had loved the night before but he didn’t mind this slower pace either, especially when, in this position, Ten could fuck him so much deeper than the night before.

“Kiss me” Yangyang whispered as he turned to face Ten, his cheeks once again on fire. Why was it that asking for something as simple as a kiss felt more embarrassing than asking for Ten to fuck him so hard he wouldn’t be able to walk?

Ten smiled fondly before kissing Yangyang, their lips moving slowly together, lazy, almost sleepily. He could feel Yangyang melting against him, so pliant in his arms. It felt like heaven.

As his tongue licked along Yangyang’s bottom lip before poking inside his warm mouth, Ten let his hand slide down Yangyang’s tummy until it reached his cock. Yangyang whined softly into his mouth when he wrapped one hand around him, moving it in time with his thrusts. He pulled away from the kiss only to dive back down for a few gentle pecks before finally turning his attention to Yangyang’s neck, going back to leaving kisses on the soft skin.

Yangyang’s eyes fluttered closed as Ten kept fucking him, slow and deep, his hand wrapped tightly around his cock. He could feel the pleasure building inside him, bubbling up in his stomach all the way up to his chest. “Ten…close…” he managed to say as Ten sped up both his thrusts and his hand movements, still keeping it soft. He came with a breathy moan, his body folding in on itself, his toes curling in pleasure as tingles ran down his spine. He didn’t have much time to complain about overstimulation before Ten was pushing in as deep as he could go and cumming with a soft groan of his own.

Ten pulled out gently, feeling around for the dirty shirt he knew they had lying around somewhere. Once he found it he cleaned his hand and removed the condom, tying it up before throwing everything on the floor. It was a problem for future him to solve, right now he felt too warm and comfortable to get out of bed. He nuzzled into Yangyang’s neck, wrapping his arms around his waist. He had forgotten how nice this was, waking up next to someone followed by soft, sleepy sex.

Yangyang shyly turned around in Ten’s arms so he was facing him. He looked beautiful, smiling at him as his features were bathed in that soft morning light. Did Ten always look this ethereal?

“Do you want to sleep some more?”

“Yeah, what time is it anyway?” Yangyang sleepily mumbled into Ten’s chest before reaching behind him, cursing when he heard the thud of his phone hitting the floor.

Ten laughed as Yangyang reluctantly turned around, bending over the bed to look for his lost phone. He couldn’t look away. Yangyang looked so cute wiggling around trying to reach it while moving away from his warm spot as little as possible.

“It’s 7 fucking 30…on a saturday!” Yangyang complained once he managed to get his phone back. He put it back on the bedside table before worming his way back to Ten’s arms. “Can’t believe you would do something that cruel…”

Ten rolled his eyes at Yangyang’s whining as he pulled Yangyang closer, “you poor baby, I made it up to you already, didn’t I?”

“Not enough.'' Yangyang replied, intertwining his legs with Ten’s, his face smushed against his chest.

“What about we go back to sleep - I promise I won’t wake you this time - and when you wake up again I’ll make it up to you some more?”

“Deal” Yangyang said, trying to keep the excitement out of his voice. He hoped Ten couldn’t feel the warmth of his cheeks or the quick beating of his heart against his skin, betraying his nonchalant tone.

A light shiver ran down Yangyang’s back when Ten started softly scratching at the skin, his whole back breaking out in goosebumps as his eyes got droopier and droopier.

Yangyang’s eyes slowly fluttered open. He didn’t know for how much longer he had slept but the room was now filled with bright sunlight. It took him a couple of seconds to fully wake up and a couple more to register Ten petting his back.

“How long have you been up?” Yangyang asked with a yawn after he looked up to find Ten smiling at him.

“Not too long, a few minutes maybe…I promised you I wouldn’t wake you up again,” Ten said in a low voice, his hand sliding up to Yangyang’s cheek, poking it with his finger, “you must have been sleeping well, there are pillow marks all over your face”

Yangyang blushed bright red as Ten followed the indentations with his fingertip, almost like a soft caress. It felt so domestic and intimate, sharing a bed with Ten, their bodies tangled together as Ten caressed his face, the small of his back, his waist. He didn’t really know what took over him but he just tilted his face up and leaned over to kiss Ten, so softly it was almost chaste. And then Ten was flipping them around and climbing on top of him, deepening their kiss.

Yangyang was always so pliant. It was one of the things Ten liked the most about him, he just let Ten manhandle him however he wanted, always with a cute blush on his cheeks. It would be the death of him.

“I think you need a shower” Ten said with a laugh as he kissed Yangyang’s neck.

“Are you calling me stinky?”

“I mean, we were in a club for hours and fucked twice…yes, you are a little stinky” Ten replied, holding onto Yangyang’s chin before giving him a quick peck and climbing off of him. “Are you coming or not? I seem to recall promising I’d make it up to you again…”

Ten laughed loud and bright when Yangyang nearly tripped getting out of bed, the sheets tangling between his legs, and followed him to the bathroom like an excited puppy.

Yangyang let Ten rinse the shampoo out of his hair as he tried his hardest to just not fall. Ten had given him the blowjob of his life and his legs hadn’t stopped shaking yet. A few moments later Ten was shutting off the water and helping him out of the shower, complaining under his breath about useless babies who couldn’t do anything by themselves. Yangyang would have taken offense to that if his brain wasn’t complete mush at the moment.

“That was - fuck - that - that was -“

“I know, baby, no need to hurt that pretty head of yours…sit down and I’ll get us some clothes”

Yangyang did as he was told, wrapping the fluffy towel around his shoulders to keep the cold away as he waited. Ten didn’t take long to come back, already dressed in sweatpants and a tshirt that Yangyang vaguely recognized as his. Oh. Ten was wearing his clothes. He didn’t have too long to feel giddy before Ten was shoving his head through the collar of a tshirt.

“I - I can dress myself” Yangyang said, his cheeks blushing a soft pink as he grabbed the clothes from Ten’s hands.

“Oh of course, you’re a big boy!” Ten said in a mocking tone, ruffling Yangyang’s wet hair. He let out a snorting type of laugh when Yangyang pushed his hand away and flipped him off.

Yangyang watched as Ten left him alone in the bathroom to deal with his clothes. He shakily put on the underwear and the shorts - his favorite - before finishing putting on the shirt. He went back to his room to get a hoodie expecting to find Ten in there, but it was empty. Had he left?

Before he could question himself too much he heard the cabinets in the kitchen being opened and closed. He knew he should have been scared of the way his shoulders immediately relaxed when he realized Ten hadn’t left, a nice warmth spreading in his tummy but it was an issue for a different day.

He trudged to the kitchen, finding Ten making himself at home by reheating the food Kun had left for him on the stove, slowly stirring it with a wooden spoon.

“You’re a terrible host, do you know that?”

“You could have given me more time to recover from having the soul sucked out of my dick but okay” Yangyang grumbled as he glued himself to Ten’s back, tentatively wrapping his arms around his waist.

“I liked you better when you were a stuttering mess,” Ten said as he looked back towards Yangyang with a wink, “now go sit down before you burn yourself”

The day went by in a lazy blur. They ate and chilled on the couch, cuddled into each other’s side as some movie played in the background - not that any of them was paying attention. They made out for a while until Yangyang stopped them because he felt weird doing it on the same sofa his brother used, Ten didn’t have the heart to tell him Kun had definitely done worse things on that couch. But mostly they talked. Yangyang thought the conversation wouldn’t flow as easily in person as it did through text but there was no difference, it was just so comfortable being around Ten. He felt safe with him. Heard.

It was nice. Really really nice.

“And that’s why I always tell him that - “ Yangyang was interrupted by his phone vibrating on the coffee table. He almost ignored it, much more interested in continuing his conversation with Ten until he noticed it was Kun calling him.

Ten watched as Yangyang quickly picked up the phone, a smile plastered on his face. And then he wasn’t smiling anymore.

“I thought you wouldn’t be back until tomorrow…yeah, no, it’s okay, sure…see you soon…okay, okay...bye”

Yangyang looked at Ten and Ten knew their day was over. “How long until he gets back?” Ten said as he got up from the sofa.

“Around an hour? Maybe less if the traffic picks up…I’m sorry…”

Yangyang felt terrible about basically kicking Ten out of the house but Kun couldn’t see them together, it just couldn’t happen.

“Don’t worry,” Ten replied as he pulled Yangyang up by the hand, “I wouldn’t want Kun to find me here either” he said with a quiet laugh.

Yangyang helped Ten fetch his clothes from the mess they had left on the floor the night before, grimacing at the sight of Ten’s ruined shirt. Right, he had done that.

“I’ll just take your tshirt, it’s okay” Ten said as he grabbed the shirt back from Yangyang’s hands, exchanging it with the sweatpants he had just been wearing, now back in his tight jeans.

Ten made sure he had everything with him before walking towards the front door, Yangyang dejectedly following him right behind.

“This was fun, maybe we should do it again?” Ten asked, cursing himself for how shaky his voice had sounded.

“Yes! I’d love that,” Yangyang replied, seeming a little happier now at the prospect of another ( date?) hangout with Ten, “thank you for everything” he said quietly, eyes falling to the ground.

“No need to thank me, baby…” Ten smiled as he kissed Yangyang’s blushing cheek before bending down to put his shoes on.

“Wait, you can’t leave like that, it’s too cold...here, have this…” Yangyang said as he removed his hoodie and handed it to Ten. He wasn’t expecting Ten to pull him by his shirt and slot their lips together, right there at his front door, and kiss him until he was running out of air.

Without another word Ten put on the hoodie and finally turned to leave.

“Text me when you get home” Yangyang managed to say before Ten disappeared into the elevator.

It was freezing outside. Ten pulled Yangyang’s hoodie up so he could hide his face in the soft fabric, protecting it from the biting wind. It was warm and it smelled just like Yangyang and Ten stopped dead in his tracks when he caught himself deeply breathing in Yangyang’s scent, a stupid, dopey smile on his face. He was absolutely fucked.

Yangyang ran around the house, trying to get rid of all the evidence Ten had been there. He eyed his bed for a few moments until he reluctantly decided to change the sheets, sad they wouldn’t smell like Ten anymore. He was brought out of his thoughts by his phone vibrating to a text from Ten. Yangyang opened it to find a picture of Ten lying down, snuggling with a siamese cat. He was still wearing his hoodie, a hint of a hickey showing on his neck right above the collar.

From: Ten ♥️ | 9:36 pm

safe and sound 😘

Yangyang couldn’t stop staring at the picture, a stupidly fond smile on his face. He was absolutely fucked.

#tenyang #YangYang #ten #tenyang smut

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Don't keep my love on the low low (Keep my love on the low low) - Ten/Yangyang (5/?)

Yangyang’s heart was going to beat out of his chest as he left the taxi with Ten on his tail. He looked around, convinced that anyone who saw them knew what was about to happen, but it was the middle of the night and the streets were empty. Still, Ten kept his distance, just walking side by side with him. God, Yangyang missed the club already, where Ten could take him by the hand and hold him by the waist.

They had barely made it inside and closed the door when Ten pushed Yangyang against the wall, just like he had done earlier at the club, one hand flying to his hair while the other landed on his hip.

“It was so hard not to kiss you on the way here, baby…” Ten whispered against Yangyang’s lips before pushing their lips together in a hungry kiss, his hand sliding down from Yangyang’s hip to his ass.

Yangyang just moaned in response and wrapped one leg around Ten’s waist, brushing his cock on Ten’s leg.

“Up” was all Ten said as he tapped Yangyang’s thigh before leaning back for another kiss. Yangyang didn’t waste any time before jumping up and wrapping his other leg around Ten’s waist. He couldn’t help the moans leaving his mouth when Ten started kissing down his neck, his other hand sliding down to join the first on his ass.

“More, please Ten, more…”

Yangyang let out an undignified squeak when Ten moved away from the wall and tightened his hold on him. He could feel his cheeks burning up and his stomach filling with butterflies. He hadn’t been expecting Ten to carry him to his bedroom, only stopping the kisses every now and then to see where he was going.

Ten finally arrived to Yangyang’s room and carefully placed him down on his bed. He took a moment to take in the scene in front of him, Yangyang holding himself up by his elbows, his hair a mess from when Ten pulled on it while kissing, his lips red and swollen.

“Are you going to stop staring?” Yangyang asked as he looked away from Ten’s intense gaze, trying and failing to contain his smile.

“No. You’re gorgeous.” Ten said simply, a teasing smile on his face. He climbed on the bed and on top of Yangyang, holding onto his chin and turning his face so he couldn’t continue to look away. “You have eyeliner on?”

“I was hoping it would have an effect on you” Yangyang nearly mumbled, mimicking Ten’s words from earlier in the evening.

Ten’s eyes darkened for a fraction of a second before he was roughly pushing his lips against Yangyang’s, pushing him down so he was now fully lying on the bed and getting comfortable between Yangyang’s spread legs.

“I take it you liked it?” Yangyang asked with a soft smile when Ten pulled away, his breathing coming out in pants, his pupils blown wide.

“You have no idea,” Ten laughed as he leaned down to kiss him again, softer this time, “so beautiful and all for me…”

Ten looked pleased with himself when Yangyang blushed at his words, starting from his cheeks and down his neck all the way into the collar of his shirt. It made Ten wonder how far down his blush had spread. Without much thought, his hands slid down to the hem of Yangyang’s shirt and slowly pulled it off of him, happy to see his blush had spread all the way down to his chest. He slowly brushed his fingertips along the flushed skin, delighted to see Yangyang shivering underneath him. Sensitive. Interesting.

Slowly, Ten lowered his head until his lips were touching the soft skin of Yangyang’s throat. He started peppering him in soft kisses, from his throat to his protruding collarbones to his chest.

“Fuck, oh Ten, fuck…” Yangyang moaned when Ten licked one of his nipples before grazing it with his teeth. He made a mental note to play with them next time he had some alone time but before he could say much more Ten was moving on, continuing to leave a trail of kisses on his overheated, flushed skin.

Wordlessly, Ten tapped his hip as he continued kissing his stomach and Yangyang immediately complied, lifting his hips after having undone his jeans.

“Good boy,” Ten purred and Yangyang whimpered in response, his blush becoming even darker, “look how hard you are already…” Ten mocked as he brushed his fingertip along the bulge in Yangyang’s underwear after having pulled his jeans off.

Ten leaned down to capture Yangyang’s lips in a passionate kiss, one hand caging Yangyang’s head while the other grabbed onto his hair, their hard cocks rubbing together whenever Ten ground down his hips. He groaned when he felt Yangyang wrap his thighs around his waist and flip them over so Ten was now on the bottom.

“Want to see you too…” Yangyang said, a desperate hint to his voice as he sat up, straddling Ten’s waist. With shaky fingers he tried to carefully undo each button on Ten’s delicate shirt until he started getting impatient and just pushed it open, grimacing when he saw at least one button fly out.

“You’re just an overeager puppy, aren’t you?” Ten laughed as he pinched Yangyang’s thigh in retaliation for his ruined shirt. It was one of his fancier ones too. Yangyang was lucky he was cute.

“Sorry, I’m sorry…” Yangyang said, cheeks flushed in embarrassment. He leaned down to kiss Ten’s chest, just like Ten had done to him, stopping midway when he noticed his tattoo. “Oh, I hadn’t seen this one yet…” Yangyang said as he softly brushed his fingertips along the inky lines, watching as Ten’s skin broke out in goosebumps.

“Do you like it?” Ten whispered, enjoying the soft touch of Yangyang’s fingers. He reached out to pet Yangyang’s tiny waist, grazing it softly with his fingernails as Yangyang nodded in response. “Do you wanna see the others?”

Ten sat up slightly when Yangyang nodded again, just enough to pull his arms out of the sleeves and pull the shirt from underneath him, throwing it over the bed. He lay back down and watched as Yangyang’s eyes roamed over his arm, taking in the details of his tattoos.

Yangyang decided there and then that he was in love with Ten’s tattoos. They were so artistic and such a good mix of masculine and feminine energy. They fit him. He let his fingertips explore the newly uncovered tattoos, just as he had done with the chest one and was happy to see how Ten tried to hide the small shiver that ran through his spine. Without much thought, Yangyang leaned down to sprinkle kisses along each tattoo, trying to follow the lines with his lips.

“Yangyang…” Ten breathed out in a soft moan. Yangyang’s lips felt so good on his skin and so did his undivided attention. He had never gotten such a passionate reaction to his tattoos before and he didn’t know what to do with himself.

“They’re so pretty, just like you…” Yangyang whispered before kissing along the lines of Ten’s chest tattoo while his hand slid up his stomach and chest to rub Ten’s nipple.

Ten groaned in response, fingers tangled in the strands of Yangyang’s hair. He pulled on it to get Yangyang’s attention, before pulling him up into a kiss. Their lips moved together in sync and his lips felt as soft now as they had felt against his skin. He smiled into the kiss when Yangyang moaned quietly and parted his lips to let Ten push his tongue inside.

“I have another one if you want to see?” Ten asked against Yangyang’s lips once they pulled away, a small string of saliva still connecting them.

Yangyang nodded enthusiastically as he leaned down for another quick kiss. He still couldn’t believe this was actually happening.

“It’s a little hidden, all the way down here…” Ten purred against Yangyang’s lips, grabbing one of his hands and leading it to his crotch, right where his thigh connected with his abdomen.

“Oh” Yangyang said dumbly, his mouth going dry as he sat up and undid Ten’s black denim jeans, his hands as shaky as they had been when he had removed his shirt.

“Let me help you, no need to rip my pants as well…” Ten teased him as he finished undoing his jeans and quickly pulled them off, pulling his tight boxer briefs right along with them.

He lay back down, head leaning on his arms as he watched Yangyang’s reaction. Yangyang didn’t disappoint, immediately touching the pretty, inky flowers with his fingers, always so soft and gentle.

“Are you going to kiss it too?” Ten said, meaning for it to sound like a joke if it wasn’t for the way his voice wavered slightly. Fuck, he was so hard. Yangyang seemed to have a special talent to have him hard and leaking with the smallest of touches. Yangyang smiled at him, so soft and pretty before scooching down his legs so he could leave gentle kisses to the skin.

Yangyang felt like his heart was going to beat out of his chest. He was so close to Ten’s cock, so hard and leaking next to his cheek.

“Baby,” Ten said softly as he tangled one hand in Yangyang’s hair, “come back up here…”

Yangyang did as Ten said, shimmying his way back along Ten’s body, until he was comfortably laying between his legs, Ten’s cock leaving a wet spot where it brushed against Yangyang’s underwear. He let Ten pull him into a heated kiss and let out an embarrassing squeak when Ten flipped them around.

“Let me take care of you, baby…gonna make you feel so good…”

Yangyang wrapped his legs around Ten’s waist and his arms around Ten’s shoulders, one of his hands tangling in the soft strands of Ten’s hair. He relaxed into the mattress as Ten slotted their lips together once again, kissing him slowly and deeply, their tongues moving together in such a perfect sync one would think they had been lovers for centuries. Yangyang couldn’t stop the quiet moans that fell from his lips, straight into Ten’s mouth as he felt Ten run his hands up and down his sides. He felt dizzy with want like he had never felt before. He started canting his hips up, grinding his clothed cock against Ten’s hoping he would get the message.

“So impatient…” Ten said with a breathless laugh when he pulled away, diving back down for a quick peck before he sat up a little, just long enough to discard Yangyang of his underwear before he was once again engulfing him in a heated kiss.

They kissed and they kissed and they kissed again, their hands exploring the other’s body as if they had all the time in the world and no one could bother them in their little bubble.

Yangyang pulled away so he could breathe, moaning when he felt his bottom lip trapped between Ten’s teeth.

“Ten, fuck…I need you, please…” Yangyang whined, bucking his hips up. He was so hard, his cock was dripping in precum and he could tell Ten’s was too.

“Oh you poor thing” Ten teased before kissing his forehead and then making his way all the way down to Yangyang’s cock. He hadn’t really had the opportunity before to really look at it. It was longer than one would expect considering how small Yangyang was but it was still on the thinner side, with a nice vein on the underside. It was very pretty. Ten should know, he had seen quite a few.

“Eh, is - is there something wrong with it?” Yangyang asked, feeling self conscious about the way Ten was staring at his cock.

“No, it’s perfect,” Ten replied, drawing circles on Yangyang’s hips with his thumbs, his black fingernails a nice contrast with Yangyang’s skin, “baby, can you hand me the lube and a condom?”

Ten waited as Yangyang turned to forage in his drawer coming back with a half used bottle of lube and brand new box of condoms. He couldn’t help notice how Yangyang’s hands trembled a little as he handed him the things.

“Are you nervous?” Ten asked, gently petting Yangyang’s thighs.

“No” Yangyang said with a snort as he did his best to avoid Ten’s scrutinizing gaze. He always felt like an open book when Ten stared at him.

“Okay…I’m still going to take it slow," Ten replied, leaning down to kiss Yangyang’s hip, “spread your legs for me”

Yangyang spread his legs even further as Ten had told him but he couldn’t stop himself from covering his face when Ten lifted his thighs.

“Can - can we, like, dim the lights?” Yangyang stuttered from behind his hands. He was feeling too exposed like this and even though it was just the two of them, that nauseating feeling from the club was coming back.

“Of course,” Ten said quickly, pulling Yangyang’s legs closed “wait, don’t you have those fancy color changing lights?” he continued as he got up from the bed.

Yangyang finally uncovered his face as he nodded, turning once again towards his bedside table to look for the remote. When he found it, he turned the lights on as Ten turned off the main ones, bathing the room in a soft purple haze.

Ten walked back towards Yangyang, taking the remote from his hands before climbing back on the bed, spreading Yangyang’s legs just enough to make room for himself. With one hand he started hitting random buttons, intrigued by the way the colors would change while with the other he went back to petting Yangyang’s thigh, so close to his cock he could almost touch it. He would purposefully move his hand up, black fingernails catching softly on the skin as if he was going to touch Yangyang’s cock only to move it back down at the last second.

“Ten…” Yangyang whined, pushing his hips up trying to get Ten’s hand closer to where he wanted it.

Ten took pity on him, wrapping one hand lightly around his cock, the slide easy and wet thanks to all the precum drooling down the shaft, as he continued to tinker with the remote, little shushing sounds leaving his lips whenever Yangyang whined.

“There you go, it’s so pretty like this…do you like them?” Ten said when he had managed to turn the lights a soft peachy tone.

He looked up, waiting for Yangyang’s reply, happy to see him nod with a smile on his face. Even with softer lights Ten could see how beautiful he looked like this, messy hair, kiss swollen lips, pale neck begging to be marked, heaving chest. This surge of possessiveness took over him and Ten couldn’t stop himself from moving back up to kiss Yangyang fast and deep before pulling away to kiss down his neck.

Yangyang moaned as Ten sucked a dark bruise into his neck, his hips grinding down on Yangyang’s. He couldn’t believe how much better it felt now that there were no clothes separating them. He had known Ten was turned on but to feel his hard cock sliding along his own or Ten’s precum joining his on his shaft was something else.

“Ten, please…I’m gonna cum before you fuck me if you continue…”

“And that’s a bad thing?” Ten said in a teasing tone, letting out a laugh at the look on Yangyang’s face. With a last kiss to Yangyang’s pouty lips he crawled back down his body to where he had previously been and once again held onto his thighs. “Can you spread them for me again?”

“Y-yeah” Yangyang whispered as he spread his legs open, flexing his hips as Ten had done for him before.

“Is this okay?” Ten asked in a soft voice, caressing Yangyang’s thighs and hips.

Yangyang actually took his time to think before nodding. It felt better now, he didn’t feel as exposed with the softer lights. His heart was still thumping in his chest but it was more out of excitement - and maybe a little nervousness - than the dread he had felt before.

“That’s good, you’re so pretty for me…” Ten purred as he opened the forgotten lube, getting some on his fingers. Carefully he spread Yangyang’s cheeks, using his lubed fingers to massage his rim.

Yangyang moaned softly, a new blush rushing to his cheeks. He relaxed into the mattress as Ten kept slowly massaging the skin from the outside with gentle circles of his fingers.

“Are you ready?” Ten asked before starting to slowly push a finger in once Yangyang nodded. It went in easily and, for now, Yangyang seemed to still be somewhat relaxed but Ten still moved one hand from his cheeks to his cock, slowly massaging just the head.

“Oh, oh fuck Ten…” Yangyang moaned, his legs spreading further open. The head of his cock had always been extra sensitive and Ten’s touch was not helping him keep his orgasm at bay.

“That’s it,” Ten encouraged, “you’re doing so well, being so good for me…”

Yangyang tensed slightly when Ten started pushing a second finger in. It burned. Not awfully so, but he couldn’t deny it was less pleasant than before.

Ten halted his movements, letting Yangyang get used to the stretch of his fingers as he left soft kisses on his hips. They had all night and he wasn’t in a rush. He let go of Yangyang’s cock so he could pet his tummy before going back to it, this time wrapping his hand around him and jerking him off. After some time had passed and Yangyang seemed to have relaxed once again, Ten pulled his fingers out before tentatively pushing them back in, his eyes set on Yangyang’s face in search for signs of pain. When all he could see was Yangyang arching his back, soft moans tumbling from his lips, Ten then moved his fingers around, smiling in triumph when Yangyang let out a loud groan, his legs nearly snapping shut if it wasn’t for Ten keeping them open. He started taking turns between fucking him with his fingers, prodding softly at his prostate and scissoring them open.

“Fuck me, please - Ten please, please” Yangyang whimpered, moving his hips in search of Ten’s fingers. Any other time he would maybe have been embarrassed by his tone but not at that moment. He needed Ten.

“Not yet, baby…one more finger,” Ten said as he tested the waters by pushing just the tip of his ring finger in. In some other situation he would have acquiesced, especially if the other person begged so prettily like Yangyang did, but no. Tonight he was going to make sure Yangyang had the most comfortable first time possible.

Yangyang tensed once again but quickly relaxed under Ten’s calming instructions, murmured into his skin in between kisses. He couldn’t help the loud moan that was punched out of his stomach when Ten took his cock in his mouth, sucking softly on the head while his hand jerked off the shaft. With so much pleasure assaulting his senses he didn’t have the time to feel the discomfort of Ten spreading his fingers open inside him as he did his best to fuck him open. One hand flew to Ten’s hair while the other clenched onto the sheets underneath him. It took all his mental power to try and not pull too hard on Ten’s hair, remembering how last time he had been accused of having no blowjob manners.

“Ten, Ten I’m close” Yangyang mumbled, as he tried to pull Ten off of him.

“You’re so sensitive, baby,” Ten teased as he let himself be pulled away, Yangyang’s cock falling from between his lips, “are you ready for me?”

“Yes - fuck, yes - please…”

“So cute,” Ten said, more to himself than to Yangyang as he looked for the lost box of condoms.

Yangyang watched, enraptured, as Ten opened a condom and slid it down his cock. Fuck, he was so hot, from his tousled black hair, to his red lips that Yangyang wanted to kiss again and again, to the tattoos Yangyang loved so much. He still couldn’t understand how he had managed to get someone like him.

“Ready?” Ten asked, chuckling when Yangyang nodded enthusiastically and reached out for him. He let Yangyang pull him into a kiss as he got in position, Yangyang’s legs tightly wrapped around him.

Yangyang’s heart started rapidly thumping in his chest once he felt the blunt head of Ten’s cock pushing against his rim, his blood pulsing in his ears. He couldn’t even tell if he was still actively kissing Ten or just letting himself be kissed.

“Look at me,” Ten whispered against his lips before pulling away from the kiss, “does it hurt?” he continued as he slowly made his way inside Yangyang.

“N-no, feels weird,” Yangyang replied, almost as if he was coming out of a trance, “a good weird, feels good, don’t stop…” he corrected.

“Tell me if something doesn’t feel good” Ten said, happy with Yangyang’s response as he leaned down for another kiss.

Yangyang wrapped his arms around Ten’s shoulders. He could feel the warm skin of Ten’s back against his fingertips and had to stop himself from sinking his nails in it with each inch Ten pushed in. He felt so full and stretched and Ten kept kissing him as if he wanted to devour him and Yangyang never wanted it to end.

“You’re taking me so well, baby… look at you, I’m all inside…” Ten said as he pulled away from the kiss. Yangyang looked so cute like this, flushed and breathless and so tight around him. He knew he probably wouldn’t last long, not when Yangyang kept whimpering his name, searching his lips for another kiss as he tried to pull him closer with his feet on the small of Ten’s back. He let himself be pulled into another kiss, hungry and desperate as he slowly pulled out before pushing back in groaning when he felt Yangyang’s sharp nails at the nape of his neck.

Yangyang couldn’t seem to stop the slew of moans that fell from his lips straight into Ten’s mouth as Ten started to really fuck him. He held on as much as he could and at the back of his mind he knew he might be hurting Ten, pulling on his hair and scratching his back but it felt so good and he didn’t seem to be complaining.

“How does it feel, baby?”

“Feels -“ Yangyang started, his eyes snapping open and his hold on Ten tightening when Ten changed the angle of his thrusts, “- fuck, there, again, pl - please there, there”

Ten just smiled at him in return, the prettiest smile Yangyang had ever seen, as he continued aiming his thrusts at his prostate, his pace getting progressively faster.

“Can you - fuck - can you touch my dick?” Yangyang breathed out in between moans. He desperately needed some friction down there, more than his cock rubbing slightly against Ten’s stomach could provide. His eyes fluttered shut when Ten’s hand started slowly sliding down his chest and abdomen before finally grabbing onto his cock.

“Like this? Does it feel good?” Ten asked, not that he needed an answer with the way Yangyang was moaning his name, moving his hips up and down to meet his thrusts.

Ten leaned down, peppering Yangyang’s neck in kisses, soft at first but that soon became rougher, leaving a sea of red and purple marks on the, up to this point, nearly unblemished skin. It caused a fire to burn in his gut to think about Yangyang walking around with his hickeys, his marks on his neck for anyone that saw him.

“Mine…” Ten whispered against the sweaty skin of Yangyang’s neck before leaning back down to suck another bruise.

Yangyang came with a loud whine without warning, ropes of cum shooting on his stomach and in Ten’s hand, a warm feeling in his tummy at Ten’s words.

“Ten” he whimpered when Ten kept jerking him off slowly, not once stopping his thrusts. It was too much and at the same time he couldn’t get enough.

“Shh, you’re being so good for me, so good, baby…” Ten groaned in Yangyang’s ear as he kept fucking him, chasing his own orgasm.

“Don’t - don’t stop” Yangyang replied in a shaky voice and Ten was surprised to see tears gathering at his pretty eyelashes before sliding down his cheeks. Even when he cried he looked pretty. Probably even prettier.

Ten wiped the tears flowing down his cheeks with his clean hand, as the other kept pumping Yangyang’s cock which hadn’t gone completely soft yet. He could feel his own orgasm fast approaching and he knew Yangyang wasn’t too far from cumming again considering the way his body was shivering and his cock twitching in his hand. He shushed him one more time, praises and encouragements falling mindlessly from his lips ‘ so good for me’, ‘so pretty’, ‘taking me so well’, ‘that’s it’. He finally felt the tight coil in his gut break and he pushed his lips against Yangyang’s in a gentle kiss as he came into the condom. He kept thrusting as he rode his orgasm, pulling away from the kiss to wipe the new tears that kept on falling.

“Are you going to cum again for me, baby?” he whispered in Yangyang’s ear before biting the lobe softly as Yangyang nodded. Two more tugs on his cock was all it took for him to be spilling again, his back arching off the bed. It was a beautiful sight.

Yangyang fell back on the bed, his breathing coming out in exerted pants. His body buzzed with energy as stars shone behind his eyelids. He didn’t know how long he just lay there, taking big gulps of air but in the back of his mind he registered Ten pulling out of him and leaving a kiss to his cheek. He finally opened his eyes when his head didn’t feel like it was filled with cotton anymore, just in time to see Ten leaving the bed to throw away his used condom.

He almost complained when he saw Ten bend down and pick up his discarded shirt, wiping his soiled hand with it. Why did Ten always go for Yangyang’s clothes? His own shirt was ruined anyway, why not use that one as a cum rag?

Before he could even say something, Ten bent down again, grabbing his boxers. Was Ten leaving? Yangyang had to admit he had been so lost in the moment he hadn’t really thought about what would happen after, but seeing Ten just so nonchalantly putting his underwear back on after what they had just done made him uneasy. He sat up on the bed and pulled the sheets over his naked bottom half, hit with the sudden urge to cover himself and hide. He felt queasy, like his stomach was tying itself into a painful knot. There was cum on his tummy and his ass was soaked in lube and all he wanted was Ten to give him…something, anything. A hug, probably.

God, he was pathetic.

Ten was probably used to this, fucking someone and leaving. Why would he stay for him?

In the time his brain was trying to convince him of how worthless he was, Ten left the room to use the bathroom, quickly walking back into the room, his body and tattoos looking gorgeous under the peach light.

“What’s wrong?” Ten asked curiously when he noticed the look on Yangyang’s face. He sat down next to him so they were facing each other and from there he could see how pale Yangyang was looking.

Ten had a feeling he knew the answer. It wasn’t his first time taking a closeted guy home - although usually he had been the one getting fucked - and it wouldn’t be the first time one of them freaked out after. He started gathering his clothes quickly. He had never known how to deal with those situations.

“Stay?” Yangyang said, in such a small and scared voice it caused Ten to drop the clothes he had been picking up as he turned to face him. That had been a new one.

“You want - you want me to stay?”

“Please?”

“Of course, yeah…” Ten said, tumbling towards the bed, almost tripping over his own feet. There was something so vulnerable about the way Yangyang had asked, almost as if he had been preparing himself for rejection that had Ten rushing to him.

As an afterthought he picked up Yangyang’s dirty shirt before he climbed in the bed, pulling the covers away from Yangyang’s body. He gently wiped the little leftover cum next to Yangyang’s navel before pushing on his chest until he lay down so he could clean the excess of lube.

When he was done he threw the dirty shirt over his shoulder, ignoring the look Yangyang was giving him and lay down next to him, pulling his trembling body to him.

“Are you cold?”

“A little…” Yangyang lied, his voice muffled by Ten’s chest.

Ten just hummed in response, pulling the covers on top of both of them, before settling down, running his hands up and down Yangyang’s back.

“I don’t think I need to ask if you enjoyed it” Ten joked quietly, laughing when Yangyang whined and hid his face in the crook of his neck. He turned so he was on his back, with Yangyang tucked into his side.

“Thank you for staying” Yangyang said, absentmindedly following the lines of Ten’s chest tattoo with his finger.

Ten didn’t reply, he simply tilted Yangyang’s face up so he could kiss him. They kissed for a few moments, their lips moving slowly against the other as Ten kept petting Yangyang’s cheek with one hand and his side with the other. After a while, Yangyang pulled away from the kiss, a small yawn escaping his lips in such an adorable parallel to the first night they met, Ten couldn’t help the way his lips broke into a fond smile.

It had been a while since someone made him feel like this. Ever since...it didn’t matter. It was too soon for that anyway.

With a small shake of his head, Ten concentrated on the boy in his arms, pulling him closer to his chest, one hand sliding up to card through Yangyang’s soft hair.

Yangyang had half a mind to reach for the remote on the bedside table and shut off the lights before relaxing into Ten’s gentle touch.

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