Anything to help you get over a writing phase~~~ wut abt âTouch yourself for me.â with chansoo -u- ?
Whatâs up itâs been over a year since I got this request and Iâm so sorry. Please enjoy some horrible porn because I havenât written in so long.
It wasnât often Kyungsoo indulged Chanyeol; he preferred more pliant submissives like Jongin whoâd take what he was given without complaint or Sehun when the boy was in a mood for praise. They were more fun to play with so delicate and thankful to serve. Chanyeol, however, easily annoyed Kyungsoo; he was a too needy attention whore who cared more about his own pleasure than truly being submissive to his partner and that kept him out of Kyungsooâs bed most of the time.
Kyungsoo looked to Chanyeol with mild interest when the older entered his room unexpectedly. It didnât take more than a few seconds to realize what the boy was after; he was already hard and his face was flushed. Kyungsoo raised an eyebrow waiting for Chanyeol to speak; his demeanor sent a wave of embarrassment through Chanyeol. He knew Kyungsoo was rarely willing to help him, yet he still decided to come to him when he got too horny to be satisfied by masturbating.
âI, um, Iâm sorry for coming and bothering you, but I really need your help, Kyungsoo,â His eyes focused anywhere except for on Kyungsoo, too nervous to actually meet his eyes. There was a long pause as he waited for a reply.
âTouch yourself for me then,â before Kyungsoo had finished the sentence Chanyeol was already protesting
âBut Iâve already been masturbating! I wouldnât have come in here if I could get off properly like that! Soo, please just fuck me,â he whined like the selfish whore Kyungsoo knew he was, moving himself closer to Kyungsoo in the hopes that proximity on its own would change his mind. âNeed you to touch me; itâs not working when I do.â
âToo bad; Iâm not going to waste my time fucking you if youâre too useless to even touch yourself properly.â Kyungsoo turned his attention back to the show he had been watching on his phone, ignoring Chanyeol all together.
Chanyeol whined again in a failed attempt at getting Kyungsooâs attention back. He quickly gave in, pumping his dick fast and being entirely too loud about it with exaggerated moans. Kyungsoo hated everything about it, especially when Chanyeol stopped a minute in to complain.
âSee itâs not working! I need you to fuck me, Kyungsoo, itâs not fair!â Chanyeol let out an annoyed huff and pouted at Kyungsoo hoping it would get him to do something.
âGod, youâre absolutely useless, Chanyeol. Itâs not working because youâre focusing too much on your dick; youâre a bitch you need something in your ass to actually get off.â
âI know that! Thatâs why I need you to fuck me!â Chanyeol was getting haughty at this point further fueling Kyungsooâs disinterest in the situation unfolding before him.
âI told you to touch yourself for me. Iâm not fucking you unless you do it properly.â
âBut I donât have any lubeâ the annoyance in Chanyeolâs voice was beginning to make Kyungsoo mad. He stared at Chanyeol trying to figure out if he was fucking serious. Once Chanyeol realized he wasnât getting anywhere with the excuse he climbed onto Kyungsooâs bed, he stuck two fingers in his mouth to get them slick with spit before bringing his knees up so he could finger himself in front of Kyungsoo. It was too dry and too tight, but the bored look on Kyungsooâs face made him work harder. He fisted his dick with one hand as the other stretch his hole out. Despite his adamance about Kyungsoo needing to fuck him for him to get off, Chanyeol was quickly reaching an orgasm. Too greedy to stop himself and too selfish to ask for permission first he came, making a mess of his hand and stomach. Chanyeol was proud of himself since he had done what he was told until Kyungsoo told him to get out of his room.
âHuh? But I did what you asked me to!â
âYeah and you also got to cum; youâre welcome, now get out.â
âBut thatâs not fair you have to fuck me now! I know you want to; I got you hard!â
âI donât actually, but you should tell Jongin that he needs to come see me when youâre on your way back to your room. Now get out.â