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sparklepoxTitle: Give and Take
Pairing(s): Lu Han/Minseok
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 4797
Warnings: strangely vanilla D/s dynamics, bondage, praise kink, obedience kink, mild orgasm denial, toys, totally consensual prostitution
Summary: Contrary to what Lu Han thought, it's not his dominance he wants to explore. Minseok gives him what he didn't know he needed.
Author's Notes: Additional chapters (featuring other Minseok pairings) can be found here on AO3. Thank you to J and K for handholding/betaing/inspiration. <3
When he first came to Minseok, Lu Han said he was interested in exploring dominance and submission. It took only that one time together to find out that, contrary to what Lu Han thought going in, it's not his dominance he wants to explore. "But I like to top," he said at the end of that night, pouting adorably, and Minseok laughed.
"Oh, you can top all you want. Doesn't mean you're not a sub. Come back some time and I'll show you."
Minseok wasn't sure Lu Han would come back, but he did, enough times by now for Minseok to prove his point very effectively and for Lu Han to stop being embarrassed by how much he likes submitting to Minseok. They've gotten comfortable with each other and with the way they do things, and Minseok enjoys their time together. He can be what people want him to be, but what Lu Han wants happens to be something Minseok likes too.
Lu Han always calls in early to give Minseok plenty of time to gather the things he might need and get himself into the right headspace. It also, Lu Han admitted recently, gives him all afternoon to think about what Minseok is going to do to him, allowing the anticipation to build. Minseok enjoys the mental image of Lu Han at his desk at work, cheeks faintly pink as he imagines what's ahead.
Lu Han doesn't care if Minseok looks the part of the stereotypical dom, all black leather and whips and sadistic smirks, so Minseok doesn't put anything on under his bathrobe. What he does do, when it gets close to time for Lu Han to show up, is stretch himself open and slide a small vibrator into his ass. Nothing gets Lu Han hot and bothered so fast as arriving to find Minseok already turned on and not being able to touch him at all the first time he comes.
There's an armchair in the corner, and Minseok lounges on it as he waits for Lu Han to show up. The vibrator buzzes steadily inside of him, enough to rev him up but not so much that it's torture to wait. He gives his cock the occasional stroke, not bothering to fix his bathrobe when it falls open; he's looking forward to the expression on Lu Han's face when he walks in to find him like this.
It doesn't disappoint. Lu Han looks at the bed first, taking a moment to spot Minseok in the armchair, but once he does, his eyes go wide and his jaw drops, like he's never seen Minseok scantily clad and touching himself before. Minseok grins mischievously and strokes himself once more before beckoning Lu Han over with the same hand. Lu Han closes his mouth, but his eyes stay wide as he walks over, sinking to his knees next to Minseok without being told.
Lu Han is dressed for work, still in his suit and tie, his hair neatly styled. He's always so nice to look at, and even better when Minseok gets him all messed up. Having nice-looking clients is not a given, so Minseok definitely appreciates the eye candy. He trails his fingers down Lu Han's cheek, and rubs his thumb slowly over Lu Han's lips, making Lu Han's breath catch. "Do you have it?" he asks.
It's an unnecessary question; Lu Han never forgets. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out the collar he bought for Minseok to put on him. It's a bit strange, really, when they're not in a relationship and Minseok has no claim on Lu Han, but he is the only one, Lu Han says, to take care of him like this. In any case, Lu Han likes it and he's the one wearing the collar, so Minseok's not going to object.
He takes the collar out of Lu Han's hand and tells him, "Take off your jacket." Once Lu Han does, Minseok tugs his tie loose, leaning close so Lu Han can hear the hitches in his breathing as the vibrator keeps buzzing along. Lu Han keeps his hands in his lap, knowing better than to try to touch Minseok without permission. Minseok pulls off Lu Han's tie and then undoes the top three buttons of his shirt, letting his fingers linger unnecessarily on Lu Han's throat. When he's done, he picks up the collar again. "What do you say?"
"Please," Lu Han says breathily. If he's already getting turned on, he's in for a long night.
Minseok loops the collar around Lu Han's throat and fastens it securely. It's a simple thing, soft blue leather, but it looks nice against Lu Han's skin. Minseok runs a finger along it and Lu Han slumps, tension melting out of his body. He's all Minseok's now, if only for the night. "Lu Han." He looks up at the commanding tone of Minseok's voice. "Tell me your safe word."
"Pink," Lu Han answers. He's never needed it, and considering the relatively vanilla things Lu Han is into, he may never need it, but Minseok asks him every time. It's important for him to do this right.
"Good." Minseok considers for a moment how to proceed. "Stand up," he tells Lu Han, "and take off the rest of your clothes."
Lu Han does as he's told, immediately getting to his feet. In the meantime, Minseok slips out of his bathrobe and slouches in the chair, spreading his legs so he's sure Lu Han can see the vibrator. He uses a finger to push it in deeper as he strokes his erection with his other hand. It won't take much at this point for him to come, but he wants to have Lu Han's full attention, so he waits for him to finish undressing, absently rubbing his nipples and watching Lu Han stare at him out of the corner of his eye, pretending not to notice.
Once Lu Han is naked, Minseok tells him, "Come here," waving him over to the front of the chair where he'll have a better view. "Kneel." Lu Han does, and Minseok lets him anticipate for a few seconds, then starts to pull himself off fast. It feels good after the long, slow build up, and he doesn't hold back, even playing up his moaning a little to taunt Lu Han. He catches Lu Han's eyes just before he comes, making sure he knows it's for him, then squeezes his eyes shut and arches up off the chair, enjoying what will be the first of two orgasms tonight.
When Minseok opens his eyes, he's not surprised to see Lu Han still staring, tongue darting out to wet his lips. If they were in an exclusive relationship, Minseok would have Lu Han lick him clean, but as it is, he only runs his fingers through the come on his stomach, drawing Lu Han's attention to it and perhaps planting that thought in his mind. He turns off the vibrator and eases it out, then hops off the chair. "Stay here," he orders.
He cleans up quickly in the bathroom, leaving the vibrator in the sink. He stashed a coiled rope in here earlier, and he retrieves it now, taking it with him when he goes back into the room. Lu Han turns to look at him but doesn't move from his spot in front of the chair. Minseok tosses the rope on the bed and walks over to Lu Han. "Up."
With the way they interact, it's easy to forget that Lu Han is bigger than Minseok until they're standing right next to each other like this. Minseok would have to lift his head to kiss Lu Han, and maybe stand on his toes, but he's not going to do that now. Instead, he takes Lu Han's arm and leads him over to the bed. When they get there, he says, "Lie down, right in the middle."
Lu Han climbs onto the bed and lies down, legs slightly spread, his body on display. Minseok rakes his eyes down over the length of Lu Han's body, as much to make him squirm as because he appreciates the view (although he does appreciate it). Then he joins Lu Han on the bed and picks up the rope. "Do you want me to tie you up?"
It's not really a question of what Lu Han wants (though of course he can stop Minseok anytime) but an indication that he should ask for it. "Please." Minseok has Lu Han well trained.
It's a long process, tying Lu Han's wrists and ankles to the bed with careful knots. Minseok feels a little sleepy after coming, but mostly satisfied and comfortable. For Lu Han, who's barely getting started, the wait must be more painful, which is exactly the point. Minseok makes sure to touch Lu Han's limbs as much as possible but doesn't go anywhere near his cock, which is just slightly stirring between his legs. There will be plenty of time for that.
Lu Han doesn't complain. He's so soft and pliant under Minseok's touch, his eyes gone a little hazy, lost in the moment. This is what he comes to Minseok for, to have a chance to let go and let someone else call the shots, someone who'll push him but ultimately make it good for him. "There we go," Minseok murmurs as he ties his knots, fingers lingering on Lu Han's skin. "That's good. Looks nice."
When he's done, Minseok steps back to admire his handiwork. The white rope binds Lu Han's wrists and ankles and loops strategically around his body and the bedposts so it only takes one rope to do it. Lu Han makes a pretty picture with the delicate white rope and the blue collar and his smooth, tan skin. His cheeks are stained with pink to match his parted lips and he's starting to get hard, but barely. He looks up at Minseok, eyes dark and hungry. Minseok looks back steadily, giving him nothing, until Lu Han looks away.
Minseok moves up by Lu Han's head and strokes his hair, methodically messing up his hairstyle. Lu Han leans into it like a cat but doesn't push for more. For a solid minute, Minseok just calmly pets Lu Han's hair, and then he starts to talk. "It's been a while since you came here, hasn't it? Do you think about me in between visits? Do you get off imagining ropes or cuffs around your wrists when you touch yourself? Do you think about me riding you when you're fucking someone else?"
These are questions he doesn't need or want the answer to. The point isn't to get anything from Lu Han but just to talk. Minseok's words and the touch of his hand alone, in combination with his restrained position, are getting Lu Han hard, little by little. "Do you wonder if I was thinking about you earlier?" he continues. "Sticking my fingers inside myself and wishing they were as nice as yours?" He reaches up and cards his fingers between Lu Han's for emphasis.
Lu Han doesn't respond, but there are little signs that Minseok is getting to him: the darkening of his cheeks, the quickening of his breath, the swelling of his cock. Satisfied, Minseok decides it's time to move on. "Here's what we're going to do," he says, continuing to run his fingers through Lu Han's hair. "You're going to be quiet unless I tell you otherwise. Whatever I do, you'll stay quiet. Can you do that?" Lu Han nods, but that's not enough. "Can you do that?" Minseok repeats more sternly.
"Yes," Lu Han says meekly. "I can."
"Good." With that, Minseok brings his hand down and slips two fingers past Lu Han's lips. Lu Han's never blown him, although he's said he's willing, but Minseok likes to do this, see how eager Lu Han is for some contact, even if it's only Minseok's fingers in his mouth. He slides his fingers up Lu Han's tongue and then pulls them out, tracing them over Lu Han's lips, leaving them slick and shining. "So pretty." Lu Han says he hates being called pretty, but at times like this, he doesn't seem to mind.
From Lu Han's lips, Minseok goes to his nipples, running his moistened fingers over them. Lu Han obediently stays quiet, so Minseok rubs at one nipple and then the other until a soft moan escapes Lu Han. He gives Lu Han's nipple a warning tweak and pulls his hand away. Lu Han goes limp and looks at Minseok pathetically. His contrite face looks awfully puppy-like and it makes Minseok want to smile, but that's not the right response here. Instead, he lets Lu Han wait while he counts to ten in his head, then goes back to what he was doing like nothing happened.
Lu Han's nipples have to be aching by the time Minseok's done with them, but he doesn't object. His eyes are clouded again, like his mind is far away, only his body left to be under Minseok's care and control. "Good," Minseok tells him. "Much better." Minseok smoothes his hand down Lu Han's stomach, stopping just above his cock, and waits, feeling Lu Han's muscles tense under his hand, as if in anticipation.
He's not about to give Lu Han what he wants yet. Instead, he moves between Lu Han's spread legs and starts to feather kisses along his thighs. Lu Han can't help his body's reactions, little twitches and tremors, but he doesn't make a sound, no matter how far up his legs Minseok moves. Minseok stays down there for a long time, teasing Lu Han with kisses and licks and barely there scrapes of his teeth, and he's not sure how much it's doing to Lu Han until he lifts his head and finds him fully hard.
He smirks. "You liked that, didn't you?" He gives Lu Han's cock a single stroke, and he arches up off the bed as best he can while tied up, barely biting back a moan. Minseok gives his thigh a light smack, less as a warning than to provide a different kind of touch, and a reminder that it'll be a long time still before Lu Han gets to come.
Next, Minseok sits back against the footboard. Lu Han can see him here, but not without some effort to lift his head. He does that, looking down across his body to see what Minseok is up to. Minseok leans back, legs in front of him, bent and spread out so that his shins are touching Lu Han's thighs. He starts by touching his own nipples, more lightly than he did Lu Han's, running his fingers across his chest with deliberate slowness to draw Lu Han's attention there. He doesn't speak now, just lets his fingers roam over his torso.
Enough time has passed since Minseok's earlier orgasm for his body to think about having another one, but it's recent enough that he feels more sensitive than usual, in good and bad ways. It's nice to build up slowly, circling his nipples and feeling blood head south in response. Lu Han is watching him intently, and Minseok indulges his exhibitionist tendencies and puts on a good show, dragging his hands down from his pebbled nipples to toy with his hardening cock and gasping at the touch.
After a while, Minseok decides to up the ante. He gets to his knees and moves closer to Lu Han, making sure that he's watching. He puts his hand out in the direction of Lu Han's erection like he's going to touch him, but instead he rests it on his thigh, noticing the way Lu Han's tense anticipation gives way to sulky slumping. Minseok doesn't acknowledge his reaction. What he does is scoot close enough to rub his cock against Lu Han's thigh, the hard muscle providing delicious friction that slowly works him up.
Lu Han tries so hard to hold back, but then a moan slips from Minseok's lips as the head of his cock slides along Lu Han's skin and Lu Han lets out a choked off groan. Minseok stops abruptly, as much as he doesn't want to, and turns his attention to Lu Han. "Aren't you going to be good for me, Lu Han? You know I'll make it worth your while if you're good."
He reaches for Lu Han cock again, but this time he wraps his fingers around the base and squeezes, making Lu Han gasp. "Tell me you'll be good," he orders, keeping his hand there.
"I will," Lu Han promises earnestly.
Minseok leaves it at that, letting go and stroking Lu Han's thigh in apology. "Good. Then it's time for me to get ready for you." He retrieves the lube before returning to his position at the foot of the bed, this time stretching his legs out and lifting them up so they rest on top of Lu Han's thighs. He has to lie down for that to work, so he can't see Lu Han's face, but he has no doubt Lu Han is watching.
He's still stretched out and somewhat slick from before, but Minseok takes his time anyway, rubbing lube over his fingers. He circles the rim with his lubed hand and lets his other hand wander, teasing his nipples or heading down to his cock. It's a bit of a pain having to do everything himself, but Minseok enjoys how responsive his body is, already humming with desire. His first finger slips in easily and Lu Han draws in a breath so loud Minseok can hear it clearly, but he lets that go, occupied with crooking his finger and stroking himself inside. His cock twitches in his hand and he moans, nice and loud.
Deciding he does want to watch Lu Han's reaction after all, Minseok scoots backward. He keeps his finger inside of himself as he does, and that makes him moan again. He adds a second finger once he's settled, making sure Lu Han can see how it stretches him. Lu Han is so flushed, so eager, and so quiet, perfectly obedient. He's taken so well to this that it's really a wonder he ever thought he should be the one in charge. Minseok doesn't know what he gets up to outside of this room, but in here, he always submits to Minseok.
Minseok adds one more finger, focusing all his attention there for a while. He's going to take it slow after this, and that'll be harder to do if he gets himself too worked up. He runs his hand through his hair instead, pushing it back off his face, noticing the way Lu Han's eyes flick up and down in an effort to see everything. It's fun, the way Lu Han watches him, biting his lip now to stay quiet.
Finally, Minseok decides this is enough build up. He pulls his fingers out and gets up, grabbing a condom and moving up the bed. The rope holds Lu Han's legs up slightly off the bed, so Minseok moves in front of them, pausing at Lu Han's side. He waits until Lu Han meets his eyes to ask, "Are you ready for me?"
Lu Han nods. When Minseok looks pointedly at him, he amends, "Yes."
"Good." Minseok tears open the condom and, more slowly than necessary, rolls it onto Lu Han. He's so hard, and he visibly fights back a moan at the touch of Minseok's hands, breath coming in sharply. Minseok doesn't comment, but he pauses just long enough to remind Lu Han of his conditions.
When the condom's on, Minseok straddles Lu Han's stomach, looking down at him. The flush is spreading all the way down his neck, and he's got that same distant look in his eyes that tells Minseok he's letting go, feeling instead of thinking. Minseok rests his hands on Lu Han's chest for a moment, almost gentle, before he lifts up on his knees and scoots back until he feels Lu Han's cock against his ass. He takes hold of the base to keep it still and presses the head against his entrance and stops there for a moment.
"Remember," he tells Lu Han, though he doubts the reminder is necessary, "you don't get to come until I say. Understood?"
He can see how Lu Han has to gather himself enough to respond. "Yes, I understand." Then, unprompted, "Please."
Minseok thinks about giving him a hard time for that, but he decides against commenting. Instead, he stays in this position for longer than he otherwise would, ignoring the strain in his thighs in favor of appreciating the touch of Lu Han's cock to his stretched, sensitive rim. His fingers are small and so was the vibrator he used, so he's looking forward to having Lu Han inside of him, filling him up much more. Riding someone requires more effort on Minseok's part, especially someone tied up so they can barely move, but it means that it's easy to get what he wants, so he always enjoys it.
Slowly, Minseok pushes down against Lu Han's cock, gasping softly as it presses harder into his skin. Then, abruptly, he sinks down onto it, moaning when the head stretches him wide. "You feel so good," he says, knowing what it does to Lu Han to hear that. He's weak for both praise and dirty talk, so Minseok makes sure to combine the two against him, making it harder for him to hold back. "I was waiting for this, to have you stretching me out so well. It wasn't enough earlier, but you fill me up so nicely."
Minseok lowers himself gradually, lifting off Lu Han's cock and sinking down deeper each time, nice and slow. Lu Han's lips are pressed tightly together and his hands are clenched into fists above the ropes, telling Minseok how much it's taking for him to stay quiet. He rubs it in by moaning loudly each time he drops down. He's exaggerating it, but it does feel good to go deeper and deeper, adjusting the angle until it's just right for him. When he's finally as far down as he can go, Minseok moans extra loudly, tipping his head back and closing his eyes for a moment.
He continues talking as he starts to move, rocking up and down at a slow, steady pace. "I'm going to take it so slow. Keep riding you until you can't breathe, until you're so desperate to come. There won't be anything stopping you from coming, but you'll be good for me, won't you?" He doesn't wait for an answer; he knows what it would be. "You look amazing when you're all strung out, that perfect, pretty face all red and twisted up, just falling apart for me. It feels amazing too, doesn't it, when you hold on until the end? But don't be good because of that. Be good because I told you to."
Minseok can't quite keep his voice steady, between the physical exertion of riding Lu Han and the press of Lu Han's cock deep inside of him, the slow drag of it letting every little nerve respond to the contact. Despite the little breaks and hesitations, he manages to keep the right tone, authoritative and commanding without being cruel. Some people get off on pain and insults, but for Lu Han, firm control in contrast to his own helplessness is enough, with praise helping things along.
Minseok goes quiet again, which means that Lu Han has to be even quieter. He had such a hard time with this at the beginning, but he's gotten better, learned to restrain himself. Sometimes Minseok takes it as a challenge, telling him he has to try harder to get a reaction out of Lu Han, but he decides to go easier in that respect today. It's enough to make Lu Han wait as he builds ever so slowly to a climax for both of them. Making Lu Han stay quiet is just the icing on the cake.
That being said, the point is not to make Lu Han completely miserable, and Minseok also can't hold on forever. Eventually, Minseok starts to touch himself in slow strokes that make his body tighten around Lu Han. He moans at that, tremors running through his thighs, and he thinks that this is going to feel really good when he's done. His cock is throbbing, each press of Lu Han inside of him adding to the sensation. He picks up the pace a little, rocking faster and moving his hand faster too, sending little frissons of pleasure out along his skin.
"Lu Han." He ignores the way his voice trembles slightly. Lu Han blinks and then looks at him, eyes hazy and pleading at the same time. "Let me hear you now," Minseok says. "But don't come."
Lu Han moans almost immediately as Minseok drops down deep, hips jerking slightly. He continues to make noise as Minseok moves, like he's making up for all the silence by letting it all out now. He sounds desperate, and Minseok thinks that he shouldn't take too much longer. He starts to move his hand faster, moaning himself as he starts to feel the pleasurable ache of impending orgasm. His legs are getting tired, but he doesn't slow down, eager enough to ignore it.
"Just a little longer," he tells Lu Han. "Almost there. You're doing so well. Hold on a little more and then come for me." Lu Han groans with the effort of holding back, but he does it. Minseok's right on the edge himself, and he pumps his hand faster, feeling it build, almost within reach. Only when he's right there does he say, "Come, Lu Han," so that the clenching of his muscles and the way he grinds down drive Lu Han into an orgasm that's that much more intense. Lu Han cries out, and Minseok half pays attention to the way he writhes and pulls at the ropes, caught up in the drawn out waves of his own pleasure sweeping over him.
For a few seconds afterward, all Minseok can do is stay where he is, gasping for breath and feeling his cheeks burn from the heat of arousal and exertion. He gets some great orgasms out of Lu Han, but it's a workout, no question. He only allows himself a few seconds, though, because he needs to make sure that Lu Han is all right. That's part of his responsibility as the dom, to look after his sub even when he just wants to roll over and take a nap.
With Lu Han, what happens after sex is important. Minseok lifts himself off of Lu Han and gets rid of the condom, then very quickly cleans himself up before returning to kneel by Lu Han's head, running his hand through Lu Han's now completely mussed up hair. "Good," he murmurs gently. "You were so good today." Lu Han blinks up at him like he's barely awake, soft and spaced out. He looks so relaxed, which is exactly how he should be at this point.
Minseok bends down to kiss him on the lips, which he only ever does when the sex is over, and Lu Han tips his head back to taste a little more of Minseok's mouth. Minseok doesn't let him have much, not because he minds, but because he should get Lu Han untied first. He unties the rope as carefully as he tied it, checking for abrasions and massaging Lu Han's arms and legs. Lu Han's limbs are loose, easily moving where Minseok takes them.
When Lu Han is untied and the rope is neatly coiled, Minseok pulls Lu Han up into his arms and gives him another kiss, longer this time. He rubs his thumb up and down Lu Han's neck, brushing over the collar to remind Lu Han it's there. When they break apart, Lu Han, drowsy, immediately slumps down, head pillowed on Minseok's thighs. "Okay," Minseok says, not bothering to keep the amusement out of his voice. "Sleep for a while." He's such a softie when it comes to Lu Han, but then, Lu Han does pay well for the privilege of staying late.
Lu Han falls asleep in no time, and Minseok pulls a pillow over to lean on so he can sit comfortably with Lu Han in his lap, absently smoothing Lu Han's messy hair down again. Now that he's done what he needs to, Minseok can relax too, give in to the pleasant drowsiness that follows two very nice orgasms. After a few minutes, he falls as soundly asleep as Lu Han.
Pairing(s): Lu Han/Minseok
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 4797
Warnings: strangely vanilla D/s dynamics, bondage, praise kink, obedience kink, mild orgasm denial, toys, totally consensual prostitution
Summary: Contrary to what Lu Han thought, it's not his dominance he wants to explore. Minseok gives him what he didn't know he needed.
Author's Notes: Additional chapters (featuring other Minseok pairings) can be found here on AO3. Thank you to J and K for handholding/betaing/inspiration. <3
When he first came to Minseok, Lu Han said he was interested in exploring dominance and submission. It took only that one time together to find out that, contrary to what Lu Han thought going in, it's not his dominance he wants to explore. "But I like to top," he said at the end of that night, pouting adorably, and Minseok laughed.
"Oh, you can top all you want. Doesn't mean you're not a sub. Come back some time and I'll show you."
Minseok wasn't sure Lu Han would come back, but he did, enough times by now for Minseok to prove his point very effectively and for Lu Han to stop being embarrassed by how much he likes submitting to Minseok. They've gotten comfortable with each other and with the way they do things, and Minseok enjoys their time together. He can be what people want him to be, but what Lu Han wants happens to be something Minseok likes too.
Lu Han always calls in early to give Minseok plenty of time to gather the things he might need and get himself into the right headspace. It also, Lu Han admitted recently, gives him all afternoon to think about what Minseok is going to do to him, allowing the anticipation to build. Minseok enjoys the mental image of Lu Han at his desk at work, cheeks faintly pink as he imagines what's ahead.
Lu Han doesn't care if Minseok looks the part of the stereotypical dom, all black leather and whips and sadistic smirks, so Minseok doesn't put anything on under his bathrobe. What he does do, when it gets close to time for Lu Han to show up, is stretch himself open and slide a small vibrator into his ass. Nothing gets Lu Han hot and bothered so fast as arriving to find Minseok already turned on and not being able to touch him at all the first time he comes.
There's an armchair in the corner, and Minseok lounges on it as he waits for Lu Han to show up. The vibrator buzzes steadily inside of him, enough to rev him up but not so much that it's torture to wait. He gives his cock the occasional stroke, not bothering to fix his bathrobe when it falls open; he's looking forward to the expression on Lu Han's face when he walks in to find him like this.
It doesn't disappoint. Lu Han looks at the bed first, taking a moment to spot Minseok in the armchair, but once he does, his eyes go wide and his jaw drops, like he's never seen Minseok scantily clad and touching himself before. Minseok grins mischievously and strokes himself once more before beckoning Lu Han over with the same hand. Lu Han closes his mouth, but his eyes stay wide as he walks over, sinking to his knees next to Minseok without being told.
Lu Han is dressed for work, still in his suit and tie, his hair neatly styled. He's always so nice to look at, and even better when Minseok gets him all messed up. Having nice-looking clients is not a given, so Minseok definitely appreciates the eye candy. He trails his fingers down Lu Han's cheek, and rubs his thumb slowly over Lu Han's lips, making Lu Han's breath catch. "Do you have it?" he asks.
It's an unnecessary question; Lu Han never forgets. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out the collar he bought for Minseok to put on him. It's a bit strange, really, when they're not in a relationship and Minseok has no claim on Lu Han, but he is the only one, Lu Han says, to take care of him like this. In any case, Lu Han likes it and he's the one wearing the collar, so Minseok's not going to object.
He takes the collar out of Lu Han's hand and tells him, "Take off your jacket." Once Lu Han does, Minseok tugs his tie loose, leaning close so Lu Han can hear the hitches in his breathing as the vibrator keeps buzzing along. Lu Han keeps his hands in his lap, knowing better than to try to touch Minseok without permission. Minseok pulls off Lu Han's tie and then undoes the top three buttons of his shirt, letting his fingers linger unnecessarily on Lu Han's throat. When he's done, he picks up the collar again. "What do you say?"
"Please," Lu Han says breathily. If he's already getting turned on, he's in for a long night.
Minseok loops the collar around Lu Han's throat and fastens it securely. It's a simple thing, soft blue leather, but it looks nice against Lu Han's skin. Minseok runs a finger along it and Lu Han slumps, tension melting out of his body. He's all Minseok's now, if only for the night. "Lu Han." He looks up at the commanding tone of Minseok's voice. "Tell me your safe word."
"Pink," Lu Han answers. He's never needed it, and considering the relatively vanilla things Lu Han is into, he may never need it, but Minseok asks him every time. It's important for him to do this right.
"Good." Minseok considers for a moment how to proceed. "Stand up," he tells Lu Han, "and take off the rest of your clothes."
Lu Han does as he's told, immediately getting to his feet. In the meantime, Minseok slips out of his bathrobe and slouches in the chair, spreading his legs so he's sure Lu Han can see the vibrator. He uses a finger to push it in deeper as he strokes his erection with his other hand. It won't take much at this point for him to come, but he wants to have Lu Han's full attention, so he waits for him to finish undressing, absently rubbing his nipples and watching Lu Han stare at him out of the corner of his eye, pretending not to notice.
Once Lu Han is naked, Minseok tells him, "Come here," waving him over to the front of the chair where he'll have a better view. "Kneel." Lu Han does, and Minseok lets him anticipate for a few seconds, then starts to pull himself off fast. It feels good after the long, slow build up, and he doesn't hold back, even playing up his moaning a little to taunt Lu Han. He catches Lu Han's eyes just before he comes, making sure he knows it's for him, then squeezes his eyes shut and arches up off the chair, enjoying what will be the first of two orgasms tonight.
When Minseok opens his eyes, he's not surprised to see Lu Han still staring, tongue darting out to wet his lips. If they were in an exclusive relationship, Minseok would have Lu Han lick him clean, but as it is, he only runs his fingers through the come on his stomach, drawing Lu Han's attention to it and perhaps planting that thought in his mind. He turns off the vibrator and eases it out, then hops off the chair. "Stay here," he orders.
He cleans up quickly in the bathroom, leaving the vibrator in the sink. He stashed a coiled rope in here earlier, and he retrieves it now, taking it with him when he goes back into the room. Lu Han turns to look at him but doesn't move from his spot in front of the chair. Minseok tosses the rope on the bed and walks over to Lu Han. "Up."
With the way they interact, it's easy to forget that Lu Han is bigger than Minseok until they're standing right next to each other like this. Minseok would have to lift his head to kiss Lu Han, and maybe stand on his toes, but he's not going to do that now. Instead, he takes Lu Han's arm and leads him over to the bed. When they get there, he says, "Lie down, right in the middle."
Lu Han climbs onto the bed and lies down, legs slightly spread, his body on display. Minseok rakes his eyes down over the length of Lu Han's body, as much to make him squirm as because he appreciates the view (although he does appreciate it). Then he joins Lu Han on the bed and picks up the rope. "Do you want me to tie you up?"
It's not really a question of what Lu Han wants (though of course he can stop Minseok anytime) but an indication that he should ask for it. "Please." Minseok has Lu Han well trained.
It's a long process, tying Lu Han's wrists and ankles to the bed with careful knots. Minseok feels a little sleepy after coming, but mostly satisfied and comfortable. For Lu Han, who's barely getting started, the wait must be more painful, which is exactly the point. Minseok makes sure to touch Lu Han's limbs as much as possible but doesn't go anywhere near his cock, which is just slightly stirring between his legs. There will be plenty of time for that.
Lu Han doesn't complain. He's so soft and pliant under Minseok's touch, his eyes gone a little hazy, lost in the moment. This is what he comes to Minseok for, to have a chance to let go and let someone else call the shots, someone who'll push him but ultimately make it good for him. "There we go," Minseok murmurs as he ties his knots, fingers lingering on Lu Han's skin. "That's good. Looks nice."
When he's done, Minseok steps back to admire his handiwork. The white rope binds Lu Han's wrists and ankles and loops strategically around his body and the bedposts so it only takes one rope to do it. Lu Han makes a pretty picture with the delicate white rope and the blue collar and his smooth, tan skin. His cheeks are stained with pink to match his parted lips and he's starting to get hard, but barely. He looks up at Minseok, eyes dark and hungry. Minseok looks back steadily, giving him nothing, until Lu Han looks away.
Minseok moves up by Lu Han's head and strokes his hair, methodically messing up his hairstyle. Lu Han leans into it like a cat but doesn't push for more. For a solid minute, Minseok just calmly pets Lu Han's hair, and then he starts to talk. "It's been a while since you came here, hasn't it? Do you think about me in between visits? Do you get off imagining ropes or cuffs around your wrists when you touch yourself? Do you think about me riding you when you're fucking someone else?"
These are questions he doesn't need or want the answer to. The point isn't to get anything from Lu Han but just to talk. Minseok's words and the touch of his hand alone, in combination with his restrained position, are getting Lu Han hard, little by little. "Do you wonder if I was thinking about you earlier?" he continues. "Sticking my fingers inside myself and wishing they were as nice as yours?" He reaches up and cards his fingers between Lu Han's for emphasis.
Lu Han doesn't respond, but there are little signs that Minseok is getting to him: the darkening of his cheeks, the quickening of his breath, the swelling of his cock. Satisfied, Minseok decides it's time to move on. "Here's what we're going to do," he says, continuing to run his fingers through Lu Han's hair. "You're going to be quiet unless I tell you otherwise. Whatever I do, you'll stay quiet. Can you do that?" Lu Han nods, but that's not enough. "Can you do that?" Minseok repeats more sternly.
"Yes," Lu Han says meekly. "I can."
"Good." With that, Minseok brings his hand down and slips two fingers past Lu Han's lips. Lu Han's never blown him, although he's said he's willing, but Minseok likes to do this, see how eager Lu Han is for some contact, even if it's only Minseok's fingers in his mouth. He slides his fingers up Lu Han's tongue and then pulls them out, tracing them over Lu Han's lips, leaving them slick and shining. "So pretty." Lu Han says he hates being called pretty, but at times like this, he doesn't seem to mind.
From Lu Han's lips, Minseok goes to his nipples, running his moistened fingers over them. Lu Han obediently stays quiet, so Minseok rubs at one nipple and then the other until a soft moan escapes Lu Han. He gives Lu Han's nipple a warning tweak and pulls his hand away. Lu Han goes limp and looks at Minseok pathetically. His contrite face looks awfully puppy-like and it makes Minseok want to smile, but that's not the right response here. Instead, he lets Lu Han wait while he counts to ten in his head, then goes back to what he was doing like nothing happened.
Lu Han's nipples have to be aching by the time Minseok's done with them, but he doesn't object. His eyes are clouded again, like his mind is far away, only his body left to be under Minseok's care and control. "Good," Minseok tells him. "Much better." Minseok smoothes his hand down Lu Han's stomach, stopping just above his cock, and waits, feeling Lu Han's muscles tense under his hand, as if in anticipation.
He's not about to give Lu Han what he wants yet. Instead, he moves between Lu Han's spread legs and starts to feather kisses along his thighs. Lu Han can't help his body's reactions, little twitches and tremors, but he doesn't make a sound, no matter how far up his legs Minseok moves. Minseok stays down there for a long time, teasing Lu Han with kisses and licks and barely there scrapes of his teeth, and he's not sure how much it's doing to Lu Han until he lifts his head and finds him fully hard.
He smirks. "You liked that, didn't you?" He gives Lu Han's cock a single stroke, and he arches up off the bed as best he can while tied up, barely biting back a moan. Minseok gives his thigh a light smack, less as a warning than to provide a different kind of touch, and a reminder that it'll be a long time still before Lu Han gets to come.
Next, Minseok sits back against the footboard. Lu Han can see him here, but not without some effort to lift his head. He does that, looking down across his body to see what Minseok is up to. Minseok leans back, legs in front of him, bent and spread out so that his shins are touching Lu Han's thighs. He starts by touching his own nipples, more lightly than he did Lu Han's, running his fingers across his chest with deliberate slowness to draw Lu Han's attention there. He doesn't speak now, just lets his fingers roam over his torso.
Enough time has passed since Minseok's earlier orgasm for his body to think about having another one, but it's recent enough that he feels more sensitive than usual, in good and bad ways. It's nice to build up slowly, circling his nipples and feeling blood head south in response. Lu Han is watching him intently, and Minseok indulges his exhibitionist tendencies and puts on a good show, dragging his hands down from his pebbled nipples to toy with his hardening cock and gasping at the touch.
After a while, Minseok decides to up the ante. He gets to his knees and moves closer to Lu Han, making sure that he's watching. He puts his hand out in the direction of Lu Han's erection like he's going to touch him, but instead he rests it on his thigh, noticing the way Lu Han's tense anticipation gives way to sulky slumping. Minseok doesn't acknowledge his reaction. What he does is scoot close enough to rub his cock against Lu Han's thigh, the hard muscle providing delicious friction that slowly works him up.
Lu Han tries so hard to hold back, but then a moan slips from Minseok's lips as the head of his cock slides along Lu Han's skin and Lu Han lets out a choked off groan. Minseok stops abruptly, as much as he doesn't want to, and turns his attention to Lu Han. "Aren't you going to be good for me, Lu Han? You know I'll make it worth your while if you're good."
He reaches for Lu Han cock again, but this time he wraps his fingers around the base and squeezes, making Lu Han gasp. "Tell me you'll be good," he orders, keeping his hand there.
"I will," Lu Han promises earnestly.
Minseok leaves it at that, letting go and stroking Lu Han's thigh in apology. "Good. Then it's time for me to get ready for you." He retrieves the lube before returning to his position at the foot of the bed, this time stretching his legs out and lifting them up so they rest on top of Lu Han's thighs. He has to lie down for that to work, so he can't see Lu Han's face, but he has no doubt Lu Han is watching.
He's still stretched out and somewhat slick from before, but Minseok takes his time anyway, rubbing lube over his fingers. He circles the rim with his lubed hand and lets his other hand wander, teasing his nipples or heading down to his cock. It's a bit of a pain having to do everything himself, but Minseok enjoys how responsive his body is, already humming with desire. His first finger slips in easily and Lu Han draws in a breath so loud Minseok can hear it clearly, but he lets that go, occupied with crooking his finger and stroking himself inside. His cock twitches in his hand and he moans, nice and loud.
Deciding he does want to watch Lu Han's reaction after all, Minseok scoots backward. He keeps his finger inside of himself as he does, and that makes him moan again. He adds a second finger once he's settled, making sure Lu Han can see how it stretches him. Lu Han is so flushed, so eager, and so quiet, perfectly obedient. He's taken so well to this that it's really a wonder he ever thought he should be the one in charge. Minseok doesn't know what he gets up to outside of this room, but in here, he always submits to Minseok.
Minseok adds one more finger, focusing all his attention there for a while. He's going to take it slow after this, and that'll be harder to do if he gets himself too worked up. He runs his hand through his hair instead, pushing it back off his face, noticing the way Lu Han's eyes flick up and down in an effort to see everything. It's fun, the way Lu Han watches him, biting his lip now to stay quiet.
Finally, Minseok decides this is enough build up. He pulls his fingers out and gets up, grabbing a condom and moving up the bed. The rope holds Lu Han's legs up slightly off the bed, so Minseok moves in front of them, pausing at Lu Han's side. He waits until Lu Han meets his eyes to ask, "Are you ready for me?"
Lu Han nods. When Minseok looks pointedly at him, he amends, "Yes."
"Good." Minseok tears open the condom and, more slowly than necessary, rolls it onto Lu Han. He's so hard, and he visibly fights back a moan at the touch of Minseok's hands, breath coming in sharply. Minseok doesn't comment, but he pauses just long enough to remind Lu Han of his conditions.
When the condom's on, Minseok straddles Lu Han's stomach, looking down at him. The flush is spreading all the way down his neck, and he's got that same distant look in his eyes that tells Minseok he's letting go, feeling instead of thinking. Minseok rests his hands on Lu Han's chest for a moment, almost gentle, before he lifts up on his knees and scoots back until he feels Lu Han's cock against his ass. He takes hold of the base to keep it still and presses the head against his entrance and stops there for a moment.
"Remember," he tells Lu Han, though he doubts the reminder is necessary, "you don't get to come until I say. Understood?"
He can see how Lu Han has to gather himself enough to respond. "Yes, I understand." Then, unprompted, "Please."
Minseok thinks about giving him a hard time for that, but he decides against commenting. Instead, he stays in this position for longer than he otherwise would, ignoring the strain in his thighs in favor of appreciating the touch of Lu Han's cock to his stretched, sensitive rim. His fingers are small and so was the vibrator he used, so he's looking forward to having Lu Han inside of him, filling him up much more. Riding someone requires more effort on Minseok's part, especially someone tied up so they can barely move, but it means that it's easy to get what he wants, so he always enjoys it.
Slowly, Minseok pushes down against Lu Han's cock, gasping softly as it presses harder into his skin. Then, abruptly, he sinks down onto it, moaning when the head stretches him wide. "You feel so good," he says, knowing what it does to Lu Han to hear that. He's weak for both praise and dirty talk, so Minseok makes sure to combine the two against him, making it harder for him to hold back. "I was waiting for this, to have you stretching me out so well. It wasn't enough earlier, but you fill me up so nicely."
Minseok lowers himself gradually, lifting off Lu Han's cock and sinking down deeper each time, nice and slow. Lu Han's lips are pressed tightly together and his hands are clenched into fists above the ropes, telling Minseok how much it's taking for him to stay quiet. He rubs it in by moaning loudly each time he drops down. He's exaggerating it, but it does feel good to go deeper and deeper, adjusting the angle until it's just right for him. When he's finally as far down as he can go, Minseok moans extra loudly, tipping his head back and closing his eyes for a moment.
He continues talking as he starts to move, rocking up and down at a slow, steady pace. "I'm going to take it so slow. Keep riding you until you can't breathe, until you're so desperate to come. There won't be anything stopping you from coming, but you'll be good for me, won't you?" He doesn't wait for an answer; he knows what it would be. "You look amazing when you're all strung out, that perfect, pretty face all red and twisted up, just falling apart for me. It feels amazing too, doesn't it, when you hold on until the end? But don't be good because of that. Be good because I told you to."
Minseok can't quite keep his voice steady, between the physical exertion of riding Lu Han and the press of Lu Han's cock deep inside of him, the slow drag of it letting every little nerve respond to the contact. Despite the little breaks and hesitations, he manages to keep the right tone, authoritative and commanding without being cruel. Some people get off on pain and insults, but for Lu Han, firm control in contrast to his own helplessness is enough, with praise helping things along.
Minseok goes quiet again, which means that Lu Han has to be even quieter. He had such a hard time with this at the beginning, but he's gotten better, learned to restrain himself. Sometimes Minseok takes it as a challenge, telling him he has to try harder to get a reaction out of Lu Han, but he decides to go easier in that respect today. It's enough to make Lu Han wait as he builds ever so slowly to a climax for both of them. Making Lu Han stay quiet is just the icing on the cake.
That being said, the point is not to make Lu Han completely miserable, and Minseok also can't hold on forever. Eventually, Minseok starts to touch himself in slow strokes that make his body tighten around Lu Han. He moans at that, tremors running through his thighs, and he thinks that this is going to feel really good when he's done. His cock is throbbing, each press of Lu Han inside of him adding to the sensation. He picks up the pace a little, rocking faster and moving his hand faster too, sending little frissons of pleasure out along his skin.
"Lu Han." He ignores the way his voice trembles slightly. Lu Han blinks and then looks at him, eyes hazy and pleading at the same time. "Let me hear you now," Minseok says. "But don't come."
Lu Han moans almost immediately as Minseok drops down deep, hips jerking slightly. He continues to make noise as Minseok moves, like he's making up for all the silence by letting it all out now. He sounds desperate, and Minseok thinks that he shouldn't take too much longer. He starts to move his hand faster, moaning himself as he starts to feel the pleasurable ache of impending orgasm. His legs are getting tired, but he doesn't slow down, eager enough to ignore it.
"Just a little longer," he tells Lu Han. "Almost there. You're doing so well. Hold on a little more and then come for me." Lu Han groans with the effort of holding back, but he does it. Minseok's right on the edge himself, and he pumps his hand faster, feeling it build, almost within reach. Only when he's right there does he say, "Come, Lu Han," so that the clenching of his muscles and the way he grinds down drive Lu Han into an orgasm that's that much more intense. Lu Han cries out, and Minseok half pays attention to the way he writhes and pulls at the ropes, caught up in the drawn out waves of his own pleasure sweeping over him.
For a few seconds afterward, all Minseok can do is stay where he is, gasping for breath and feeling his cheeks burn from the heat of arousal and exertion. He gets some great orgasms out of Lu Han, but it's a workout, no question. He only allows himself a few seconds, though, because he needs to make sure that Lu Han is all right. That's part of his responsibility as the dom, to look after his sub even when he just wants to roll over and take a nap.
With Lu Han, what happens after sex is important. Minseok lifts himself off of Lu Han and gets rid of the condom, then very quickly cleans himself up before returning to kneel by Lu Han's head, running his hand through Lu Han's now completely mussed up hair. "Good," he murmurs gently. "You were so good today." Lu Han blinks up at him like he's barely awake, soft and spaced out. He looks so relaxed, which is exactly how he should be at this point.
Minseok bends down to kiss him on the lips, which he only ever does when the sex is over, and Lu Han tips his head back to taste a little more of Minseok's mouth. Minseok doesn't let him have much, not because he minds, but because he should get Lu Han untied first. He unties the rope as carefully as he tied it, checking for abrasions and massaging Lu Han's arms and legs. Lu Han's limbs are loose, easily moving where Minseok takes them.
When Lu Han is untied and the rope is neatly coiled, Minseok pulls Lu Han up into his arms and gives him another kiss, longer this time. He rubs his thumb up and down Lu Han's neck, brushing over the collar to remind Lu Han it's there. When they break apart, Lu Han, drowsy, immediately slumps down, head pillowed on Minseok's thighs. "Okay," Minseok says, not bothering to keep the amusement out of his voice. "Sleep for a while." He's such a softie when it comes to Lu Han, but then, Lu Han does pay well for the privilege of staying late.
Lu Han falls asleep in no time, and Minseok pulls a pillow over to lean on so he can sit comfortably with Lu Han in his lap, absently smoothing Lu Han's messy hair down again. Now that he's done what he needs to, Minseok can relax too, give in to the pleasant drowsiness that follows two very nice orgasms. After a few minutes, he falls as soundly asleep as Lu Han.
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Date: 2016-07-18 05:20 am (UTC)"But I like to top," he said at the end of that night, pouting adorably, and Minseok laughed.
I laughed too, actually. Luhan and his manly pride.
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Date: 2016-07-18 10:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-18 05:35 am (UTC)DMLKLGKFGLKKEOMVBKLB
i love this for so many reasons!!!! Luhan in a collar, bottom AND dom minseok, fluffiness and riding and minseok being sWEET TO LUHAN AND AFTERCARE FUCUCFKMKFMVFDÑÑLRPMVRPMRM
but it still breaks my heart a lil to know minseok is a prostitute and they are not in a relationship x______x
but even if they get to have those moments with each other, i guess its enough ;_;
i loved this sosososo much 10/10 GOLD
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Date: 2016-07-18 10:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-18 10:23 am (UTC)The slow build and all the teasing ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!! The fact that it started w/ Luhan having to sit there and just watch while Minseok gets himself off...I was dying, it was so hot. And the light blue collar!!! And then white ropes!!! I'm-- !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This was so so good.
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Date: 2016-07-18 10:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-18 02:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-18 02:13 pm (UTC)Have i told you i love you?? ㅠㅠ
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Date: 2016-07-18 10:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-19 02:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-18 02:16 pm (UTC)-Minseok loves Luhan in a suit this is a Fact!!!
-Luhan loving being submissive and giving himself up even though he likes to top!!
-of course Minseok has such a soft spot for Luhan!!!! And Luhan for Minseok!!!!! They're perfect for each other they should run away and get married ok okay
-praise kink!!!! soft Luhan after everything is over!!!! Minseok indulging him!!!!!!!
-both of them spending their day anticipating and thinking about each other!!
-LUHAN WEARING A COLLAR!!!!!
-everything was great I love you!!!!!!!!!
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Date: 2016-07-18 10:50 pm (UTC)(Which is to say thank you. I'm glad you liked it!)