Exo Imagines

59. Makeup Room Madness (Kris)

Warning: Mature Content

A/N: Dirty Kris imagine requested by @Exoticgirl4ever_BTS. I hope you like it :)

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"Where is Kris?" You questioned. After walking into the waiting room back stage to wish your boyfriend good luck, and not finding him there, you were slightly upset and a little disappointed. He seemed to have been avoiding you for the past couple days, and you had no idea why, the only time you ever saw Kris was when he got into bed, sat with you having dinner and when he would give you a kiss on the cheek goodbye...on the fricking cheek!

But you knew better than to assume he was starting to fall out of love with you, he had just been extremely stressed with Exo's latest comeback, having show after show, interview after interview, you knew he was shattered.

"You just missed him, Bubbles," Chen chuckled and flashed you a huge grin. You had been dating Kris for nearly five years now and Chen had decided to nickname you bubbles, mostly because of the reason you are always happy, but also because of the fact that when angry, you could just snap at the click of fingers.

"That is awfully helpful, Jongdae," you muttered sarcastically just loud enough so he could hear it. "But I asked you where he was, and you didn't really specify in your answer."

"He's gone to sit alone in the free dressing room down the corridor," Chen said pointing towards the door. Nodding a thanks you followed his directions towards where Kris was, but knowing Chen was a bit of a joker you never really trusted his words 100%. Mostly because you had been the target for many of his pranks.

Gripping hold of the handle you slowly pushed the door open and sighed out in relief when you saw Kris sat in one of the makeup chairs, his head in his hands. "Babe, are you okay?" You asked as you walked over to wrap your arms around him, resting your head on his shoulder.

"I'm just so nervous," he whimpered. "I messed the dance up last time and I think I'd break down if I did it again."

"You messed it up?" You asked confused. Ever since Kris and you had started dating you had been to every show, and never had you once seen him mess up on the dances.

"I just..." he sighed heavily and sat up straight to look directly into your eyes. "I just don't think I can deal with the pressure anymore."

"Oh no, you are not giving up Kris." You moved to stand directly in front of him, your hands on his shoulder. "Listen to me Mister, you will go out there today, you will perform and you will be amazing!"

A small glimmer sparkled in the corner of Kris' eye and a faint smile ghosted across his lips before he sighed heavily. "What would I do without you," he mumbled, cupping your soft cheek with his hand and caressing your skin with his thumb. "Is there any way I can repay you?"

A dark mist descended over your eyes and one corner of your mouth twitched up into a seductive smile. "Well..." You whispered and looked around the room, your eyes catching the soft looking sofa set in the far corner. You backed away from your boyfriend, your back never turning to face him, keeping eye contact the entire time you walked backwards towards the door. Once you back crashed against the wood you patted down the door until your long fingers brushed across the metal lock, slipping it across to lock you both in and everybody out. "I've always wanted to have a quickie inside your dressing room."

At first Kris seemed skeptical, his eyes wide, jaw dropped, but when he let his eyes roam over your body his mouth started to water and a deep throbbing heat signalled within his jeans. Even though your clothing was simple it was still revealing enough to get Kris excited and was enough inspiration to let his mind wonder. You were wearing an over sized Mickey Mouse top as a dress, it stopping mid thigh and the shoulders dropped low down your arms, revealing you milky shoulder, neck and defined collar bone.

"I'm not going to lie, the thought has run through my mind also," Kris purred as he got up off his stool and strode over to you, a sexy grin spread across his lips. Before you could say anything back to him, his lips crashed against yours, hungry and hot, his gentle hands roaming down, feeling the contours of your curvaceous figure. Letting his fingers tickle your skin before he ran his hands round to grab at your backside, effortlessly hoisting you up off the floor to push you up against the wall.

A smile played at your lips when you felt his stone hard bulge rub against your damp panties. "Kris, I said a quickie," you gasped, finding it difficult to speak past your raspy breaths as his lips brushed along your jaw and down your neck. "You're due on stage in fifteen minutes."

Kris pulled away to look into your eyes, a dark, lustful twinkle flashing within his chocolate orbs. "So you want to skip the foreplay and get straight to fucking?" Biting down on your lip you nodded, even though you had been dating Kris for so many years you still found it a tiny little bit awkward when he spoke dirty to you, just because of the fact he was so sweet and adorable outside of the bedroom; or dressing room in this case.

"Well then, we best be quick hadn't we?" Kris purred into your ear as one of his hands moved down to loosen his jeans, letting them drop down to pool around his ankles. He then took the chance to reach up your top and grip the thin material of your thong, working them down over your slim legs. You kicked them off to let them lie on the carpet a few feet from your feet.

Kris moved two fingers up to put them near your lips. "Suck," he ordered and you opened your mouth, feeling yourself drip with wanting. Letting your tongue swirl around his fingers he pulled them out and without hesitation Kris pushed them up inside you, using them to prepare you, giving you sharp blissful pulsations as he curled his fingers within you.

Almost as quick as he had put them in, he pulled his fingers out, replacing the emptiness you now felt with his rock hard cock, pushing it deep inside you straight away, earning a pleasured scream off you. But hearing the scurrying of feet on the other side of the door made Kris crash his lips to yours, swallowing your moans, them mixing with his own groans inside his mouth.

Kris balanced you on his hips, holding you up against the wall just high enough so he could thrust in and out of you deep and quick. You were finding it excruciatingly difficult to catch your breath, trying to figure out some kind of rhythm to Kris' pounding, but he was so uneven that when you thought you had found a good rhythm to your breathing he would change patterns and bang the breath straight back out of your starving lungs.

Kris was also finding it difficult to take in a decent amount of oxygen, and he was awfully unsure he would be able hold himself back any longer, his climax building up too quickly and too intensely for him to handle.

"K-Kris, I'm close," you breathed and Kris gave you a passionate kiss in return for your words.

"Thank fuck for that,"he grunted. "I was afraid I would finish too soon." You laced your fingers in his messy hair and pulled his face down to yours, locking your lips with his soft, sweet tasting ones. Kris' shoulders began to shudder and his knees buckled as a delicious wave of pleasure washed over his entirety, engulfing both you and him in a pool of bliss, lust and love. Once Kris had placed you back onto your feet and pulled his pants back up his legs gave way and he fell to sit on the floor.

"Kris!" you gasped and fell down beside him, cupping his face and looking deep into his drowsy, hooded eyes. "Kris, are you okay?"

"I'm more than okay," he mumbled weakly. "I feel fantastic."

"But... But you just collapsed!"

"That proves how good you are then, you truly do make me weak at the knees." Kris' words caused a hot blush to rise up the back of your neck and to settle on your cheeks. "You're so cute when you blush," he whispered and reached his arm out, using his fingers to brush some strands of hair out of your eyes and tucked it behind your ear. Kris let out a heavy, contented sigh. "I wish I could explain just how much I love you."

You couldn't help the smile that spread across your lips. "Don't worry, you don't need to explain anything to me."