[M] Jongin/Chanyeol (1/1)

Pairing: Jongin/Chanyeol

Rating: NC17

domestic au- - -His skin is clammy, his stomach is churning and his heart is racing.  Jongin is experiencing all the signs of first date jitters.  And he absolutely hates it.“I’m going to call and cancel,” he says, pushing off from where he’d been propped on the kitchen counter.  His cell is on the dining room table and the only thing blocking him from getting to it is Chanyeol.“You’re not cancelling.”Jongin huffs, trying to move around Chanyeol, but Chanyeol’s always been just that much bigger and he’s good at getting his arms around Jongin and holding him in place.  The fight drains from Jongin until all he can do is slump in Chanyeol’s arms and stare up at him with a pout.“I’m immune to that look,” Chanyeol states, but he does slide a palm down to get a good handful of Jongin’s ass and squeeze.Jongin swats lightly at him, but makes no move to break away.  “Just this once,” Jongin tries.  “I promise, I won’t break the next date.”Chanyeol laughs.  “It’s not your date to cancel,” he reminds Jongin.“I have parental rights!” Jongin exclaims.“Not in this,” Chanyeol sighs.  “It’s not the end of the world, Jongin.”“No, it’s only the end of my baby being my baby,” Jongin whines.  “I just need a little longer to come to grips with it.  Give me another few months and-”“If you cancel your son’s very first date with his very first serious crush, you will crush him.”Jongin puffs out his cheeks for a moment before they slowly deflate.  “I hate it when you’re right,” he grumbles.  It’s been nearly seventeen years since Jongin and Chanyeol adopted their son, Jongdae, and even as Jongin’s watched him grow from a baby and into puberty, he still sees him as his small, precious boy who needs to be protected from the world.  Jongin can’t protect him if he’s out with some other boy.The doorbell rings and Chanyeol still has a grip on Jongin.  There are loud footsteps thundering down the stairs and Jongdae pops his head in the kitchen for a second.  “Thanks dad!” he tells Chanyeol.  “I have my phone and we won’t be out late.”Jongin’s jaw drops and he wiggles until Chanyeol finally releases him, making it into the living room just in time for the door to slam in his face.  Jongin twists the knob open and steps outside to see Jongdae smiling brightly at who Jongin presumes is Joonmyun - the boy Jongdae describes as practically perfect in every way.Jongdae does a good job pushing Joonmyun back into the car and climbing in after before Jongin can say anything.  He watches forlornly as his little boy drives off with some guy who will, in all probability, eventually break his heart.“You look like the world ended,” Chanyeol laughs.  “You have to look on the bright side.”  Chanyeol slings an arm over Jongin’s shoulders and leads him inside, closing and locking the door behind them.“What bright side?  All the light in my life just got in the car with some kid who has impeccably styled hair.”“I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that.  As your husband, my dignity has just shattered on the floor at your feet.”Jongin sighs as he looks over at Chanyeol.  “No offense, but he’s my little baby.  You’re my big baby.  You don’t need me like he does.”Chanyeol stands in front of Jongin, his hands on Jongin’s shoulders as he starts shaking him lightly.  “You’re making it impossibly hard to seduce you.”Jongin blinks.  “What?”“It’s a Saturday night,” Chanyeol begins, slowly running his hands from Jongin’s shoulders and down his back as he moves forward.  “And we have the house to ourselves.  Come on,” Chanyeol grins, his chest now pressed to Jongin’s.  “It can be just like our first date.”Jongin levels Chanyeol with an unimpressed stare.  “You were so nervous on our first date that you threw up on my shoes,” Jongin states.“But then I made it up to you!”“I thought you were trying to seduce me,” Jongin reminds his husband.  “You were too afraid to do more than hold my hand for three months.”“Fine,” Chanyeol begins, his hands now coming up to cup Jongin’s face.  “I’ll just have to do it the old fashioned way.”When Chanyeol kisses Jongin, it’s not the same stomach twisting nerves that take over Jongin, but the familiarity of Chanyeol’s lips on his is enticing.  His head goes fuzzy, tilting into it as Chanyeol’s tongue glides smooth between his lips and into his mouth.  It’s not the type of kiss that Chanyeol usually goes for when he’s trying to get Jongin naked, but this is the first time in quite a while that they’ve had the time to go slow.“If I didn’t know any better,” Jongin rumbles against Chanyeol’s mouth, “I’d think you were up to no good.”“Me?” Chanyeol smiles, “never.”Jongin knows better, but he lets Chanyeol push him down the hallway and up the stairs anyway, Chanyeol’s hands beneath Jongin’s shirt as his thumbs caress lightly over Jongin’s stomach.  It’s maddening; by the time they’re inside their bedroom, the door closed out of habit, Jongin is ready to strip them both down.  It’s a good thing that Chanyeol has the same idea.Jongin falls back on the bed with a naked Chanyeol between his legs, Chanyeol’s mouth on his neck and hands clutching Jongin’s thighs.  Their sheets are cool on Jongin’s back, the comforter still kicked to the floor because neither of them ever bother to make the bed.  The fabric heats quickly, Jongin’s breath coming out in short bursts as Chanyeol moves down, resting Jongin’s thighs over his shoulders.Jongin bites his lower lip to keep from making noise when Chanyeol sucks the head of his cock into his mouth.  Chanyeol is looking up at him earnestly, his pink lips wrapped around Jongin’s dick and Jongin feels the simmering of his arousal beginning to boil.  It’s never taken much for Chanyeol to work him up and this time is no different.Chanyeol pulls off with a grin that promises so much more than words.  “You don’t have to be quiet,” he says, just before sucking Jongin’s cock down again.Jongin’s head falls back, his mouth open as he moans out Chanyeol’s name, gasping when Chanyeol swallows around his cock.  He lifts his hips, searching for more and Chanyeol lets him.  Jongin can’t stop moving, his thighs tight around Chanyeol’s head and his cock filling all the way until he’s fully hard.Chanyeol has the lube.  Jongin doesn’t notice until there are wet fingers slipping between his cheeks, smearing lube along his rim.  He tries to spread his legs to make it easier, but it’s hard when Chanyeol is still sucking his cock with enthusiasm.  Jongin reaches down with one hand, fingers curling in Chanyeol’s hair, another loud moan filling the room.  Chanyeol keeps Jongin’s dick in his mouth as he slides two fingers into him, working Jongin open quickly, but not without care.Jongin could combust from the heat and pressure mounting in his gut; Chanyeol won’t move his head and Jongin can’t do more than rock lightly down on his fingers, always needing more.  After so many years, Chanyeol knows just how to take Jongin to the edge and keep him there, not letting him come until Chanyeol wants him to.Jongin whimpers when his cock falls from Chanyeol’s mouth, his fingers following.  He tries to sit up, his body on autopilot because the quietest way for them to have sex is with Jongin’s face buried in the mattress so his noises are muffled.  Chanyeol stops him, pinning Jongin’s wrists to the bed and staring down at him with such intensity that Jongin’s heart skips a beat.“I’m going to watch you this time,” Chanyeol tells him.Jongin can only moan in approval, already curving his palm along the back of Chanyeol’s neck to bring him down for a kiss.  Chanyeol teases along Jongin’s lips, makes them sting with his teeth before soothing over the bites with his tongue.  The crown of Chanyeol’s cock fits snug against Jongin’s rim, not pushing in, but resting there as Jongin grows increasingly frustrated.“So gorgeous like this,” Chanyeol whispers.  “And all mine.”Under normal circumstances, Jongin would tell Chanyeol he was being cheesy, but it’s difficult to dislike anything Chanyeol is doing when he’s also pushing his cock into Jongin slowly.  He fills Jongin just right, his cock hot and hard and slick from so much lube.  Jongin fits his legs on Chanyeol’s hips, a content sigh slipping between them.  It’s been so long since Jongin’s been able to see Chanyeol like this.There’s a flush on his cheeks and his eyes are shining.  Chanyeol’s hair is a mess, but Jongin is the cause and he’s proud of that.  He’s also proud of the deep groan that he gets from his husband when he clenches around his cock.  As sweet as this moment is, Jongin really wants Chanyeol to screw him into their mattress.Chanyeol reaches down, his palm on the back of Jongin’s thigh to push it up to Jongin’s chest.  Once there, Chanyeol pulls out of Jongin just as slowly as he pushed in, keeping his eyes on Jongin’s face the entire time.  There’s another pause, just long enough for Jongin to inhale before Chanyeol is thrusting back into him.  It’s hard enough for Chanyeol’s hips to smack against Jongin’s ass, the pleasure racing up Jongin’s spine.  Chanyeol doesn’t stop and he doesn’t slow down.  He fucks Jongin hard and fast like his goal is to make Jongin go hoarse from screaming.Jongin can’t help it, moans and cries of Chanyeol’s name ripped from him as Chanyeol takes him so thoroughly.  It’s been so long since Chanyeol’s really let go.  Jongin can barely hold on, his other leg slipping from Chanyeol’s hip until Chanyeol hooks it over his arm.  The new position has Jongin sucking in a sharp breath, nearly sobbing from how amazing it feels.  It’s so much, so fast, and his cock throbs, leaking precome steadily now.Jongin thinks about holding out, trying to keep it all in because they have the time, but Chanyeol doesn’t want to let him.  Chanyeol pistons his cock in and out of Jongin even faster, dipping his head to flick his tongue over Jongin’s nipple.  Jongin clenches, head falling back and eyes closing as he takes it all in.  He has a fistful of Chanyeol’s hair and the sheets in his other hand, trying to keep himself grounded even as he’s flying away.Chanyeol bites around Jongin’s nipple and he can’t hold it in anymore.  He hears Chanyeol’s gruff groan, knowing that Chanyeol is about to come inside him, and that’s all it takes.  Jongin is silent when he comes, his cock spurting white up his stomach and chest as Chanyeol’s cock pulses inside him.  Chanyeol buries himself in Jongin over and over, his hips jerking forward until they still.Jongin pulls in ragged breaths, releasing his hold on Chanyeol’s hair to scratch through the strands softly instead.  He feels completely worn out, his legs dropping to the bed.  His muscles ache, but in the best way.  Chanyeol, as usual, curls over him and refuses to move.  He noses his way along Jongin’s neck and leaves kisses over his skin, whispering in Jongin’s ear how much he loves him.It’s the perfect way to fall asleep, and Jongin nearly does until Chanyeol lifts away.  Jongin reaches for him, pouting, but Chanyeol still gets up.  “We should probably be decent for later,” Chanyeol laughs.Jongin flops back with a frown.  He has conflicting emotions about his son dating; even though he doesn’t want his baby growing up and dating, it now gives him time alone with Chanyeol and that’s always a plus.  He supposes, for now, as long as no one is breaking Jongdae’s heart, Jongin will accept this new development with maturity.Or at least that’s what Jongin plans to do until he spies through the curtains and sees Joonmyun giving his son a kiss.  Jongin lets out a distressed wail.  “I’m gonna kill him.”Chanyeol just laughs at him.  It’s going to take a lot more time than he thought to get used to this.