nct oneshots.

sensual kiss ; yutae

ship: nakamoto yuta x lee taeyong
request from: yuyumyprettykitty on trope #1 [types of kisses]

‼ implied mature themes.

yuta noticed how tired his boyfriend had been with their upcoming schedules. he was barely home these days. taeyong either stayed at the studio with mark, or the practice room with their manager. he needed a break. so yuta literally threatened his boyfriend saying no kisses if he didn't come home sooner tonight. taeyong had stuff to do, but put them on hold for yuta.

he noticed taeyong didn't look as mad as he imagined, but didn't dare to move any further. yuta thought his boyfriend might have been mad because he was made to put his work on hold, but it didn't seem like it.

taeyong did not break the eye contact, but stared intensely, as they sat next to each other, bodies snuggled up, engulfed in a soothing warmth they shared.

he gathered yuta's hair, not letting it out, as he brushed it aside and his fingertips met his ear. yuta's cheeks flushed instantly under his stare. taeyong runs his fingers through yuta's hair, resting his hands at his neck.

taeyong leaned closer, not looking away. yuta's face was flushed and his eyes kept going from taeyong's eyes to his lips, and wavered. taeyong held him with his left arms, his right hand still scratching yuta's hair like scratching a cat's fur. yuta looks through his fallen bangs, with glassy eyes. unable to resist anymore, taeyong kisses him. he forced himself more and more, tangling his slender fingers in his hair.

yuta now turned facing him, panting heavier and heavier as a few minutes of breathless kissing goes by. one of taeyong's hand goes to caress yuta's bare thighs, supporting him as yuta sat on his lap. pushing him slightly against the couch, yuta grinded himself on taeyong's abdomen, the feeling of the other's warm and veiny hands on his thighs making him shiver. he could feel taeyong's muscles flexing right where their bodies touched. lust took over his every sane thought, and the only thing taeyong had in mind was hearing yuta gasping like that, feeling his warm hands down his sweaty back under his loose tank top, tongues pressing each other's.

taeyong's only plan in mind was to spend the night with yuta, like a date, watching movies and eating junk food, and cuddles each other to sleep. he didn't think about breathlessly kissing him to the point they'd get hard and would have to go further. but he just couldn't stop himself. the tender feel of yuta's fingers trailing up his nape. the pressing weight of his hips on top of his own. yuta's silky-soft skin brushing at his cheeks.

running his hands down yuta's back, taeyong traced blades of his shoulders, line of his spine, his narrowing waist. yuta felt the hairs on the back of neck, stand up, and had goosebumps everywhere as he moans into the kiss. he runs his hands down taeyong's chest, wrinkling his tee in rush, then slipped under the fabric and came back up painstakingly trailing rock hard muscles on his body.

both their bodies sweaty, taeyong pulls apart while massaging yuta's plump ass. he falls in yuta's big brown eyes, darkly hooded, looking seductively at him through the thick lashes. biting down on his own bottom lip, his face red and flushed, his hips still slowly and painstakingly moving against taeyong's crotch. he could feel yuta move up by an inch only to plant himself down even closer, the between of his asscheeks right against taeyong's erect manhood, only separated by taeyong's jeans and yuta's thin shorts.

yuta leans in to kiss taeyong's earlobe and take in his manly scent by burying his face in the crook of his neck and shoulders. "want me to fuck you right into this couch, darling? overstimulate that hole of yours, till your ass can't take anymore of my cum? cause that's how you were looking at me" taeyong jokes, and chuckles after a little dirty talk.

oh but that such a turn on for yuta. even more that he already was, he moans.

"then do it. ram that thick length of yours into me" yuta dirty talks back with a bite and lick on the shell of taeyong's ear, smirking when he feels the older's dick below him twitch in excitement.

now taeyong would have to take back the part where he thought he was 'joking'. and finally after a long time, yuta saw stars in their bedroom again.