dad jokes //// sulay

twenty-two.

"is this necessary?" junmyeon asked as yixing tied his hands together behind his back using his belt.

"i don't want any scratches on my back tomorrow, baby. you may like pain, but i don't," yixing replied, junmyeon looking at him with a pout. yixing tugged on the restraints, nodding to himself when he saw the belt wouldn't undo no matter how hard junmyeon tugged.

"you look good like this," yixing nodded in approval, staring at junmyeon as if he had the entire night to waste. which, he did.

"you're a meanie, you know that?" junmyeon asked him. yixing chuckled sadistically, pulling him closer by the waist. their faces were centimeters apart.

"you'd do well to be nice to me," yixing suggested, "i could either be really, really generous tonight, or really, really cruel. it's up to your behavior which i end up being, got it?"

"yes, oppa," junmyeon nodded, staring at yixing, who's eyes were dark. he was embarrassingly hard at this point, not an ounce of his being scared because he knew that no matter how rough yixing was, he was still his yixing. his sugar cube boyfriend who would never ever hurt him.

and he knew it was true once yixing smiled, his normal, dimpled smile, joy in his eyes.

"i love you so much," yixing said, rubbing his nose against junmyeon's, "you're so perfect, myeonie. if i get too rough, you know your safe words?"

junmyeon let out a happy giggle at the praise, nodding.

"green means good, yellow means slow down, red means stop," junmyeon said, excitement bubbling up in his chest.

"and you're okay with being tied up like this?" yixing asked, needing his consent before going any further.

"yeah, i get it," junmyeon nodded, "your back is still all scratched up from last time."

"okay, great," yixing smiled happily, connecting his lips with junmyeon's in a sweet kiss that quickly turned dirty. junmyeon whined, bucking his hips up against yixing's. they had done this already. the kissing, the grinding. junmyeon needed some kind of real friction or else he was sure he'd go insane. yixing smirked against his mouth, hand delving into junmyeon's jeans to palm his erection. he stopped after a second though, pulling away from the kiss and staring down at junmyeon's crotch.

"what is it?" junmyeon asked nervously.

"what panties are you wearing?" yixing asked, "i've seen your underwear drawer, myeon, and i don't remember any of them feeling this lacey."

"bought some new ones," junmyeon replied, "special occasion, you know?"

yixing rose an eyebrow, pushing back junmyeon until he was properly laying down on the counter. he undid the button and zipper, then pulling junmyeon's pants off. junmyeon watched his reaction. yixing's eyes went impossibly wide, and he looked like he forgot how to breathe.

"air," junmyeon nudged him. yixing sucked in a breath in that way he did when junmyeon first gave him his number, same comical and cute way that made junmyeon giggle. yixing's eyes narrowed to slits, just staring at what junmyeon was wearing.

"uh, happy birthday?" junmyeon said nervously, feeling very, very exposed since he was wearing nothing but the lacy pastel pink panties and thigh highs.

"these are..." yixing trailed off, finger tracing over the thigh garter that connected to one of the thigh highs, "i approve."

"yeah, figured you would, my ass looks great in them," junmyeon nodded, waiting to see what yixing would do with that information. the taller promptly flipped junmyeon over onto his chest, having him bent over the counter.