[ exo : go slow ]
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kokoronashigo slow
fandom exo
pairing do/kai
style one-shot
length 803
PWP, canon-verse based abo!au
Kyungsoo could never get used to the scent of Jongin in heat.
Jongin took his suppressants as he was supposed to, even if he was clumsy when it came to remembering everything else. But of course he did, because Jongin is wasn't clumsy for the things that did matter and his suppressants matter for him to be able to dance the way he did everyday.
But it still affected Kyungsoo all the same.
It was the down side to being Jongin's mate, Kyungsoo knew, and had internally swore at himself for multiple times. What could go wrong with claiming your own fucking group mate, younger Kyungsoo thought. Isn't it great to spend all of your time with him, younger Kyungsoo believed.
Fuck you, younger Kyungsoo, present day Kyungsoo thought as Jongin walked into their hotel room, having freshly arrived for their USA tour, with a heat that must've kicked in on the plane ride over. Fuck you for not thinking this through. Fuck you for not thinking how delicious your mate would smell like and how difficult it was to keep your hands off him.
"Bed," he found himself growling. "Now."
Jongin blinked, and after a couple seconds of silence, he laughed.
"I miss you too, 'Soo."
Kyungsoo wasn't able to reply to that with anything other than a frustrated kiss. Frustrated because Jongin's heat didn't affect Jongin as much as it affected him. Frustrated because Jongin knew how much this affected Kyungsoo but still had the gall to laugh and tease.
"On the bed," Kyungsoo demanded, harsher this time. "Now."
"Geez, okay," Jongin said. "I stink though."
Kyungsoo didn't care about that. He cared more about how slow Jongin seemed to move towards the king-sized hotel bed they were supposed to share for the night.
Impatiently, Kyungsoo pushed Jongin to the bed, leaning in close to bask in the scent of his mate. The scent of his mate that was supposedly in heat, despite his unaffected demeanour.
It annoyed him.
It was Jongin who should be begging, not Kyungsoo. Jongin was the omega in heat and Kyungsoo was supposed to be his alpha who took care of him.
It was Jongin who calmed his down with a kiss.
A kiss that tasted like his mate, who he hungered for since his scent started to float up the hotel corridors to fill Kyungsoo's senses.
"Alpha," Jongin laughed again, and kissed him again. "I'm here."
"You're late," Kyungsoo said.
"I miss you too," Jongin repeated.
Kyungsoo moved to strip Jongin of his clothes - his jacket, his shirt and his slacks. Each article of outfit that seemed to, even in little ways, held back the scent Kyungsoo wanted.
He moved his hand down Jongin's boxers, no elegance to his movements, just desperation.
"Alpha," Jongin half-whined. "Kyungsoo. Slow down."
"You were plenty slow earlier," Kyungsoo scowled. "Did you do that on purpose?"
"I was tired," Jongin said, although Kyungsoo couldn't tell if he was telling the truth.
Jongin only reacted when Kyungsoo roughly stretched open his entrance with his fingers, back arching with the intrusion.
Heat or not, Jongin had always reacted quickly to Kyungsoo. Lazy smile wiped from his face and replaced with his look of utter concentration, of finally feeling how much Kyungsoo needed him then.
Kyungsoo bit down on the nape of Jongin's neck to push him further, and Jongin responded in a whimper.
"Still want me to go slow?" Kyungsoo asked.
"I don't think you can stand that, can you?"
He was totally doing this on purpose.
When Jongin self-lubrication kicked in, Kyungsoo could hardly wait. He grabbed Jongin's thighs and lifted them up on his arms. Jongin was always so flexible, and Kyungsoo had to say that looking down on Jongin like this had always turned him on, body twisted in a way that put him in Kyungsoo's mercy.
He knew Jongin liked it as well, because no matter how mouthy Jongin got with him, Jongin liked being filled up with his alpha's cock. He liked being Kyungsoo's omega almost as much as Kyungsoo like being his alpha.
Jongin moaned when Kyungsoo entered him, sounding like the omega in heat he should be.
"You like that?"
Jongin didn't respond with words. Jongin responded with whimpers and moans which encouraged Kyungsoo to fuck him harder.
And Kyungsoo did, because it was what Kyungsoo wanted.
Jongin came first, untouched, and Kyungsoo soon after, with his knot holding him inside Jongin.
Jongin laughed weakly.
"Why do I even take suppressants for?" He joked.
Kyungsoo kissed him in response.
He still tasted like everything Kyungsoo wanted.
fandom exo
pairing do/kai
style one-shot
length 803
PWP, canon-verse based abo!au
Kyungsoo could never get used to the scent of Jongin in heat.
Jongin took his suppressants as he was supposed to, even if he was clumsy when it came to remembering everything else. But of course he did, because Jongin is wasn't clumsy for the things that did matter and his suppressants matter for him to be able to dance the way he did everyday.
But it still affected Kyungsoo all the same.
It was the down side to being Jongin's mate, Kyungsoo knew, and had internally swore at himself for multiple times. What could go wrong with claiming your own fucking group mate, younger Kyungsoo thought. Isn't it great to spend all of your time with him, younger Kyungsoo believed.
Fuck you, younger Kyungsoo, present day Kyungsoo thought as Jongin walked into their hotel room, having freshly arrived for their USA tour, with a heat that must've kicked in on the plane ride over. Fuck you for not thinking this through. Fuck you for not thinking how delicious your mate would smell like and how difficult it was to keep your hands off him.
"Bed," he found himself growling. "Now."
Jongin blinked, and after a couple seconds of silence, he laughed.
"I miss you too, 'Soo."
Kyungsoo wasn't able to reply to that with anything other than a frustrated kiss. Frustrated because Jongin's heat didn't affect Jongin as much as it affected him. Frustrated because Jongin knew how much this affected Kyungsoo but still had the gall to laugh and tease.
"On the bed," Kyungsoo demanded, harsher this time. "Now."
"Geez, okay," Jongin said. "I stink though."
Kyungsoo didn't care about that. He cared more about how slow Jongin seemed to move towards the king-sized hotel bed they were supposed to share for the night.
Impatiently, Kyungsoo pushed Jongin to the bed, leaning in close to bask in the scent of his mate. The scent of his mate that was supposedly in heat, despite his unaffected demeanour.
It annoyed him.
It was Jongin who should be begging, not Kyungsoo. Jongin was the omega in heat and Kyungsoo was supposed to be his alpha who took care of him.
It was Jongin who calmed his down with a kiss.
A kiss that tasted like his mate, who he hungered for since his scent started to float up the hotel corridors to fill Kyungsoo's senses.
"Alpha," Jongin laughed again, and kissed him again. "I'm here."
"You're late," Kyungsoo said.
"I miss you too," Jongin repeated.
Kyungsoo moved to strip Jongin of his clothes - his jacket, his shirt and his slacks. Each article of outfit that seemed to, even in little ways, held back the scent Kyungsoo wanted.
He moved his hand down Jongin's boxers, no elegance to his movements, just desperation.
"Alpha," Jongin half-whined. "Kyungsoo. Slow down."
"You were plenty slow earlier," Kyungsoo scowled. "Did you do that on purpose?"
"I was tired," Jongin said, although Kyungsoo couldn't tell if he was telling the truth.
Jongin only reacted when Kyungsoo roughly stretched open his entrance with his fingers, back arching with the intrusion.
Heat or not, Jongin had always reacted quickly to Kyungsoo. Lazy smile wiped from his face and replaced with his look of utter concentration, of finally feeling how much Kyungsoo needed him then.
Kyungsoo bit down on the nape of Jongin's neck to push him further, and Jongin responded in a whimper.
"Still want me to go slow?" Kyungsoo asked.
"I don't think you can stand that, can you?"
He was totally doing this on purpose.
When Jongin self-lubrication kicked in, Kyungsoo could hardly wait. He grabbed Jongin's thighs and lifted them up on his arms. Jongin was always so flexible, and Kyungsoo had to say that looking down on Jongin like this had always turned him on, body twisted in a way that put him in Kyungsoo's mercy.
He knew Jongin liked it as well, because no matter how mouthy Jongin got with him, Jongin liked being filled up with his alpha's cock. He liked being Kyungsoo's omega almost as much as Kyungsoo like being his alpha.
Jongin moaned when Kyungsoo entered him, sounding like the omega in heat he should be.
"You like that?"
Jongin didn't respond with words. Jongin responded with whimpers and moans which encouraged Kyungsoo to fuck him harder.
And Kyungsoo did, because it was what Kyungsoo wanted.
Jongin came first, untouched, and Kyungsoo soon after, with his knot holding him inside Jongin.
Jongin laughed weakly.
"Why do I even take suppressants for?" He joked.
Kyungsoo kissed him in response.
He still tasted like everything Kyungsoo wanted.
