❥ 𝒹𝑜𝓇𝒷𝓎𝓃 𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓉𝓈

✧ hands ✧

~ made for one of my very many kinks lmao ~
~ also kinda different style of chap ~
warning: a lil sexual at the end ish

~ 3rd person ~

daniel loves corbyn's hands, he's always had a thing for hands but corbyn's hands. they were another story. the way they looked, the way they felt, just everything about them was amazing. if the boy had to name one physical trait about the blonde that wasn't his face, he'd say his hands. to him they trumped the boys abs, or cute button nose, even his gorgeous locks that he loved to play with. they were truly breathtaking to daniel, the way they could do everything perfectly, like how they look when he strums his guitar, or when he grips his microphone, even when they're not doing anything they still looked so perfect.

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daniel remembers the first time he fell in love with his hands;

the boys were out on their first date. it was a cute little picnic by a lake and corbyn had even gone to the effort to buy small easels. the blonde had known daniel loved to paint.

they were both nervous. though the two had clicked when the band started, they were never hugely buddy buddy with each other. their shy behaviour caused by the feelings they felt. corbyn though had gained the courage to actually ask the boy to a date. and it was going swimmingly well.

the two were sat on the baby blue picnic blanket, their finished work sitting on the easels in front of them. the sun was setting, casting a gorgeous glow on the boys faces (not to mention the body of water in front of them). their eyes were focused on their paintings, admiring each other's as some soft music played from corbyn's phone.

the blonde didn't want to be that person but he was. he edged his hand closer and closer to the other boy's. their pinky's touched and the corner of daniel's lips turned up as red tinted his cheeks. slowly they moved together to lace their fingers together and daniel could've sworn that in that moment he had felt a small part of heaven.

the way his hand gripped his so firmly and how his long slim fingers fitted between his own, something about that gave him a tingle in his belly. it felt as though he was safe, they were so pure and real he felt as though it was too perfect to be true.

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he remembered the first time he truly laid eyes on those beauties.

they were driving back from their date, the radio was playing and the windows were down. things were calm and he was happy. ever since daniel felt the touch of corbyn's hand his gaze always drifted towards them, like they were pulling him.

they turned a corner and his hands gripped the steering wheel. the skin on his knuckles going white, the veins that daniel hadn't noticed became more clear and those rings just added the final touch. he felt himself almost drool.

after that he was sure that whenever corbyn gripped something that showed off his veins he would melt right there on the spot. they were just so mesmerising. and also not to mention, extremely sexy.

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he then came to know of what those hands could really do.

the boys slender fingers danced across daniel's bare body, his hairs standing up in their wake. it was the first time the two were making love and already the brunette was so overwhelmed by the feelings his lover gave him.

one of his gorgeous fingers was suddenly prodding at his hole, slipping in easily as daniel's head tipped back, biting down a moan. he writhed with pleasure by the time the second finger was added.

"god his fingers were made for this"

the whole time corbyn prepped him that was all he could think about. the thrust of his fingers, his long, sexy fingers could do it for him. the way they curled into that oh so perfect spot made the younger see stars.

he knew from then on, even if he didn't need prepping he would ask anyway.

the boy really did think that his hands couldn't get any better, and then they did. when that gorgeous hand wrapped itself around daniel's neck. he could feel corbyn's heartbeat on his throat from his wrist as he choked the boy. the brunette's mind was hazy, fogged over from the pleasure. yeah his dick felt amazing in his ass but he was already obsessed with his hands and he just fell even further.

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the two boys were currently sitting on their window seat. corbyn lay against the wall, his legs opened as the brunette sat in between them, leaning against corbyns chest. daniel's legs were straight out while corbyn's were bent, almost locking his boyfriend in place. in one hand the blonde held a book (one he was thoroughly enjoying), the other was against daniel's chest, the boy playing with his fingers.

"hey corbs?" the brunette asked softly. corbyn gave a hum as he flicked a page. "i love your hands" he said dreamily. corbyn gave out a small chuckle. "i know you do beb, especially when they're up your ass" he smirked as he put the book down. "hey! not true, i love when they're in my mouth, around my neck, gripping anything! just all the time. especially with your rings" the brunette turned around and placed a finger on the blondes chest. corbyn just smiled, he was so obsessed with his boy and his hand kink.

"don't smile like that you jerk! i'm serious, this-" daniel took one of corbyn's hands into his own "is art. you could be a hand model! but then i'd have to share so it's good you're only a singer" he exclaimed and placed a kiss on his hand. "i love them" he stated again. "well luckily my hands and i also love you" corbyn grabbed the boys face and pecked him on the nose before leaning in and giving him a proper kiss.

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~ where are my peeps with hand kinks >>> ~
~ i enjoyed writing this (: i also know it's been forever, deeply apologise ~
~ hope you enjoyed tho ~
~ Wc: 1016 ~
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