Random exo smuts {not my writing}

BLOOM

BY:CATBOXJELLYFISH ON ARCHIVEOFOUROWN

When the time is right, the flower will bloom.

Kyungsoo surfaces and takes a deep breathe. His chest heaves to the sturdy beat of his racing heart. Slowly, he pulls away from Chanyeol and lowers his gaze. The taste of the other's man's flavour is still fresh on his tongue. His lips are swollen, nibbled pink and moist, plump and glistening like the cherry on top of a sundae. The lazy afternoon sunlight streams in through the window and baths the bedroom and its occupants in a golden glow. The smell of love is in the air.

Chanyeol brushes his large hand through Kyungsoo's tussled locks and the latter shuts his eyes, savouring the feathering tingles running along his scalp. Kyungsoo feels intoxicated, drunk on his love's sensual touches and distinct musk. Subconsciously, he leans his head backward, bearing his neck and lets out a satisfied hum. How he loves Chanyeol's hands, the warmth always in his palm and the magic his fingers can perform on his body.

Taking Kyungsoo's reaction as an invitation, Chanyeol smirks and sweeps down, pressing his lips against the shorter man's neck that is as smooth and pale as porcelain. His grin widens as Kyungsoo shudders in pleasure and gently, he plants a trail of tender kisses down to the collarbones. Carefully undoing each button to the loose shirt hanging off of Kyungsoo's slight frame, Chanyeol nibbles and licks random patches of skin. There is a subtle sweetness to Kyungsoo that only Chanyeol could taste and the latter greedily takes it all in. Letting waves of ecstasy wash over him, overwhelming his senses and drowning his rationality, Kyungsoo leans closer and tangles his finger into the Chanyeol's coarse, silver tresses. The hushed sounds of quickened breathing and lingering kisses fill the room, tantalizing the lovers' self-control to not rush. Today is not one of those days of impatient pumps and crash. Today is the day the flowers bloom.

Chanyeol raises his head and following the direction of his gaze, his hands caress up the side of Kyungsoo's thin but toned body. Fire ignites in Chanyeol's lower body as his senses are excited by the soft flesh underneath his callus fingertips. Skin again skin and lips against lips, the two men lose themselves in the slow tangle of their tongues. Slowly sinking into the bed still warm from their lingering temperatures, the lovers fall once again into the sea of passion. Hovering over Kyungsoo, Chanyeol spreads the former's legs and presses their burning stiffness together. Kyungsoo lets out a quiet and timid moan that dissolves in the taller man's mouth. In a trance, he lets his arms slide delicately over Chanyeol's nape and down the other's neck. Kyungsoo's nails lightly scratches the bump of Chanyeol's throat and across the bare, broad chest always unnecessarily shielding him from the rest of the world. A hollow ring echoes in his ears and bless is in his breathe. Wrapping his naked legs around Chanyeol's pants clad ones, Kyungsoo clumsily uses his toes to tug at the clothing, making his love chuckle deeply. Happiness vibrates through their bodies and Kyungsoo smiles also. Mirthful eyes gaze into shy orbs and Chanyeol's heart skips a beat. He can say he has seen true beauty.

Swiftly removing all articles of clothing on both bodies, Chanyeol captures Kyungsoo's lips again, deepening the kiss they have shared. Without any inhibition, their hands roam over every inch of each other's body, caressing over every curve and line, and etching the sensation of being loved into their permanent memory. Sliding past Kyungsoo's smooth abdomen, Chanyeol wraps his hand around the hot stiffness twitching in sync with his own and he gives it a painfully slow pump. Kyungsoo's breathe hitches and fluttering his eyes open, Chanyeol's teasing gaze greets him. Before he can make a sound, his stiffness is enveloped by warm lips eager to please. Mouth opened wide, Kyungsoo rolls his head backward and lets out a muted cry. Digging one hand into the other's fizzled hair again, Kyungsoo covers his mouth with his other hand, trying to muffle the groans of ecstasy rumbling in his throat. Chanyeol's tongue skilfully traces the length of Kyungsoo's shaft and twirls playfully around the head, making the shorter man twitch and wiggle. With each push and pull, he brings his love closer to the sky. Every breathe in and breath out, Chanyeol makes Kyungsoo believe that heaven is real. There is such thing as heaven on earth.