[ exo : it's a small world ]
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kokoronashiit's a small world
fandom exo
pairing d.o./kai
style one-shot
length 680
short pieces to try and get myself out of a week long writer's block coming up
Kyungsoo didn’t start his day thinking he would do this.
Heck, it was hard to feel like anything even remotely sex-related in the morning when he had woken up in a Cinderella’s Castle-themed bedroom with Baekhyun obnoxiously singing right in front of their hotel room door.
But it wasn’t as if It’s a Small World was any sexier. In fact, he had to try hard to tune out the childish song in the background as he pinned Jongin against the wall. As he kissed Jongin, and not the chaste yet teasing kisses Jongin had been sneaking in on to him all day - a proper kiss, one that hold absolutely nothing back in its desire and desperation.
The kind Jongin liked, and he swore, Jongin had been asking for it all day anyway, with all his touches and kisses and occasional hugs.
It was Jongin’s fault to begin with that they were pressed together in the quietest corner they could find of Fantasyland. Jongin’s skin was hot against his - a reflection of the sun, perhaps, but mostly a reflection of Jongin himself with his needy little noises.
“Seriously, here?” Kyungsoo said breathlessly in the small moment where they parted, giving them both a chance to get a bit of air.
Jongin laughed. He was as breathless as Kyungsoo, and this was the sort of laugh Kyungsoo had heard a million times from Jongin, after dance practise or after their own little dance. It was the sort of laugh that made Kyungsoo’s skin flush, matching the temperature of Jongin’s.
“I don’t remember grabbing your wrist and throwing you against a brightly coloured wall,” Jongin spoke. “That was all you.”
Kyungsoo rolled his eyes. He leaned in to plant kisses along Jongin’s jaw.
This was all you, he wanted to tell Jongin, but didn’t.
The kisses Jongin returned showed he knew anyway. The way Jongin, almost too abruptly gentle, moved Kyungsoo against the wall showed he knew Kyungsoo wanted him just as much.
That was why Kyungsoo let him trail kisses down bare necks and clothed shoulders. That’s why Kyungsoo let Jongin’s hand unbutton his jeans and Jongin’s teeth to pull down on the elastic of his boxers.
And he liked how Jongin ran his tongue along his half-hard cock, even if he forgot when was his cock half-hard to begin with.
Jongin have always sucked cocks like he danced. As elegant as it can be and just that right bit of teasing. That, combined with how he was, in that moment between them and them only, Kim Jongin and not EXO’s Kai, that slight bit of shy and that touch of needy childishness.
But Kyungsoo wasn’t in the mood for that. Not while a part of his head was aware that a Mickey Mouse actor might appear at anytime from the backdoor near them. Not while the Californian sun hit his skin harshly and filled him with the kind of heat he wasn’t used to.
He pulled on Jongin’s hair commanding for more and faster.
Commanding, but please, please, please.
And Jongin, ever obliging, followed.
For that moment he was someone else - not elegant, not teasing, not shy, not needy and childish. But as desperate and as warm.
Kyungsoo watched as he came down Jongin’s throat. The way Jongin tilted his head to take him all in. The way Jongin closed his eyes.
And for that moment, Kyungsoo kissed Jongin’s forehead and thought that maybe he wanted this more than Jongin after all.
That it wasn’t Jongin’s fault.
That he didn’t need to say it because Jongin knew.
Kyungsoo was especially aware of the It’s a Small World theme song as they cleaned themselves up.
He was especially aware of it against the way Jongin sweat and smiled at him. All charming and cute and everything Jongin was.
He sighed.
He was definitely not going to be able to listen to this song the same way ever again.
fandom exo
pairing d.o./kai
style one-shot
length 680
short pieces to try and get myself out of a week long writer's block coming up
Kyungsoo didn’t start his day thinking he would do this.
Heck, it was hard to feel like anything even remotely sex-related in the morning when he had woken up in a Cinderella’s Castle-themed bedroom with Baekhyun obnoxiously singing right in front of their hotel room door.
But it wasn’t as if It’s a Small World was any sexier. In fact, he had to try hard to tune out the childish song in the background as he pinned Jongin against the wall. As he kissed Jongin, and not the chaste yet teasing kisses Jongin had been sneaking in on to him all day - a proper kiss, one that hold absolutely nothing back in its desire and desperation.
The kind Jongin liked, and he swore, Jongin had been asking for it all day anyway, with all his touches and kisses and occasional hugs.
It was Jongin’s fault to begin with that they were pressed together in the quietest corner they could find of Fantasyland. Jongin’s skin was hot against his - a reflection of the sun, perhaps, but mostly a reflection of Jongin himself with his needy little noises.
“Seriously, here?” Kyungsoo said breathlessly in the small moment where they parted, giving them both a chance to get a bit of air.
Jongin laughed. He was as breathless as Kyungsoo, and this was the sort of laugh Kyungsoo had heard a million times from Jongin, after dance practise or after their own little dance. It was the sort of laugh that made Kyungsoo’s skin flush, matching the temperature of Jongin’s.
“I don’t remember grabbing your wrist and throwing you against a brightly coloured wall,” Jongin spoke. “That was all you.”
Kyungsoo rolled his eyes. He leaned in to plant kisses along Jongin’s jaw.
This was all you, he wanted to tell Jongin, but didn’t.
The kisses Jongin returned showed he knew anyway. The way Jongin, almost too abruptly gentle, moved Kyungsoo against the wall showed he knew Kyungsoo wanted him just as much.
That was why Kyungsoo let him trail kisses down bare necks and clothed shoulders. That’s why Kyungsoo let Jongin’s hand unbutton his jeans and Jongin’s teeth to pull down on the elastic of his boxers.
And he liked how Jongin ran his tongue along his half-hard cock, even if he forgot when was his cock half-hard to begin with.
Jongin have always sucked cocks like he danced. As elegant as it can be and just that right bit of teasing. That, combined with how he was, in that moment between them and them only, Kim Jongin and not EXO’s Kai, that slight bit of shy and that touch of needy childishness.
But Kyungsoo wasn’t in the mood for that. Not while a part of his head was aware that a Mickey Mouse actor might appear at anytime from the backdoor near them. Not while the Californian sun hit his skin harshly and filled him with the kind of heat he wasn’t used to.
He pulled on Jongin’s hair commanding for more and faster.
Commanding, but please, please, please.
And Jongin, ever obliging, followed.
For that moment he was someone else - not elegant, not teasing, not shy, not needy and childish. But as desperate and as warm.
Kyungsoo watched as he came down Jongin’s throat. The way Jongin tilted his head to take him all in. The way Jongin closed his eyes.
And for that moment, Kyungsoo kissed Jongin’s forehead and thought that maybe he wanted this more than Jongin after all.
That it wasn’t Jongin’s fault.
That he didn’t need to say it because Jongin knew.
Kyungsoo was especially aware of the It’s a Small World theme song as they cleaned themselves up.
He was especially aware of it against the way Jongin sweat and smiled at him. All charming and cute and everything Jongin was.
He sighed.
He was definitely not going to be able to listen to this song the same way ever again.
