onri / 5.1k / explicit
i actually dont really have any process stuff for this bc i wrote it in my notes app and then edited it and posted it. lol. heres the original i guess
It’s only once his pants are pulled down to his knees does Riku think to protest. Or not even protest, really, but ask. Because last time he checked, he was in his room alone and minding his business while watching food reels and not being- being undressed by his very handsy boyfriend.
“Hyung,” he glances behind him, taking out a single airpod. Sion’s already has him exposed, both hands already on his hips. Riku’s trapped. Which he likes. But at the same time…
“I just got home and I wanted to say hi,” hyung says with a grin like that explains anything. “You looked cute. You’re in my clothes.”
He snaps at the elastic of Riku’s briefs. “These are my clothes,” Riku says.
Sion’s grin widens. He leans in to kiss him square on the mouth, something surprisingly bruising. “Exactly,” he says. “All mine.”
Hyung has been a little strange recently. It’s something Riku has noticed but had the mind to not comment on. It’s these little things - a little clingier, handsier on stage, more in his space when there are cameras around. It’s not new. Not really. But the couple items are starting to get out of hand and it’s only spurring him on even more.
“Hyung,” Riku drawls agin, this time a little more pointedly. But that hardly matters because he’s letting Sion kiss over his jaw as hyung pins him against the bed by proxy of their position. He shivers a little when Sion hyung noses at his ear.
“You’re wearing them,” hyung coos. He nips at his earring.
Riku blushes. He is, in fact, wearing the “only” earrings that hyung got him. But it’s- it’s a coincidence.
“You always like it when I wear them,” Riku whispers back. One of hyung’s hands slide down his back and knead at his ass and he lets him. He arches into it, actually. “I’m also wearing the necklace, so-“
“You’re so fucking cute,” hyung groans. One of his hands takes Riku by the jaw so they can kiss again. And again and again and again. Sion mouths at him hard and Riku moans, taken aback but- but equally excited. Sion’s been out all day on a solo schedule and he didn’t think his hyung would be so eager after a full shoot day.
“Y-you’re wearing it too, right?” Riku asks between kisses. Sion’s lips smear down his cheek to mouth at his jaw. Hyung kisses a trail back to his nape, inhaling at the back of his neck. Teeth bite at the clasp of the chain he’s wearing.
“I haven’t taken it off,” hyung’s voice is low. “I think you’ll like the photo I posted today.”
Riku wants to ask what he means by that but then Sion is nosing deeper into his neck and sucking a bruise just under the collar of his pajama shirt which is so- that’s so irresponsible. Riku’s ears burn because he thinks of the stylist noonas who’ll see it tomorrow and how easily his shirt could slip while a fansite has a camera on him. But then hyung is sucking another and he keens.
“What do you- what-“
“On Bubbl,” hyung groans into his skin. “Fuck, you smell so good.”
Riku can’t help but moan a low, wounded thing. He’s tired from a full day of dancing and time at the gym but this is waking him right up. With shaky fingers he closes out of Instagram and hunts down the Lysn app. He does, in fact, pay for a subscription to read hyung’s chats. It’s basically a requirement of dating another idol. He gets to flirt with him through the chatbox and it makes him feel, for a moment, like he’s another one of Sion’s many adoring fans. Like he’s just-
But then he sees the fucking photo and he drops his phone.
“Hyungie, what-“ he moans when Sion’s hands slide up his back, under his shirt, and pin him down to the bed. He’s really bulked up recently and he’s not gentle about it. “Why are you naked.”
There’s a photo on Riku’s screen of Sion in a suit jacket without any shirt on underneath and it’s so- it’s so sexy. You can see his pecs and his abs. Fuck, his abs. The pendant necklace that matches his own rests right over his sternum, right over his heart, and all of it all together is mind-melting. And everyone else got to see it, fuck-
“It was for the shoot,” hyung purrs. His head is down by Riku’s ass and there’s teeth biting at the elastic waistband of his briefs, snapping it against his skin. Still pinning him down. “I’m still wearing it, baby, just for you.”
Sion always tends to catch him off guard about these kinds of things but it’s worse when Riku’s pinned to the bed and forced to take it, not even squirming because he knows hyung will only get rougher if he does. Sion yanks down his briefs and licks down the seam of his cheeks and Riku only gasps at the feeling of a tongue right where he feels the most tender.
“H-hyung,” he can’t help but whine. He really got caught off guard today. His other airpod falls out of his ear and he noses into his pillow, gasping again when Sion mouths at his hole hard. Biting. Vicious.
“Getting to come home to you like this makes me feel fucking insane,” hyung growls. “In my gifts, in my clothes, in my bed-“
“It’s my bed,” Riku mewls. “We-we-“
“Our bed where I get to do so many dirty things to you,” hyung says in a low voice, but you can hear the fact that he’s smiling. Riku knows the back of his neck is red now. What a perverted thing to say! “Baby, you’re already wet down here.”
If such a thing is possible, Riku flushes even more. “I did some self care earlier.”
Sion chuckles. He bites at his asscheek. “Mm. Cute.”
Riku’s fingers twist into the sheets as hyung goes back to eating him out, digging into his ass and opening him up with his tongue. Riku’s still a little loose. Normally when he’s by himself he just jerks off but it’s rare that Sion’s out of the house so he had… indulged. Just a bit. Or maybe a lot. Okay, definitely a lot.
“I didn’t know you played with yourself when I’m not here,” is what Sion says. He’s reaching to their bedside table for the lube and while Riku could shake him off - if he had any sense of dignity he would - he doesn’t. Because he wants it. It’s rare these days that they have the energy to get each other off, let alone be so enthusiastic about it. This is the most riled up Sion’s been in weeks.
“I don’t,” Riku tries to save face but there’s not much use in that because the cap of a bottle clicks open and something wet, wet, wet drips down his ass. Fuck, hyung always uses enough to get him leaking. He whines. “Hyungie.”
“Princess,” hyung parrots back. “You could’ve shown me, hm? Hyung was out working hard all day to make money and buy you presents. Send me pictures if you’re gonna go through all the work of opening yourself up, at least.”
Riku whines a pathetic little sound when the first finger sinks in. Just down the the first knuckle. But he’s already so easy for it that hyung’s quickly able to get down the third and then-
“You’re such a pervert, hyung,” he moans. And then teeth are biting hard at his asscheek and he jolts. “At least- at least take my pants off.”
“Hm,” Sion hums. “No. You’re cute in them.” A second finger nudges at his hole and slowly, slowly, slowly fits itself in there. “Should I put mine on, too?”
Riku moans and it already sounds a little broken. Two fingers curl up right into his sweet spot and it’s so- he’s a little sensitive after the hour he spent fucking himself. He wasn’t exactly nice to his hole with that dildo. It’s rare that he has to do all of the work himself and he spent way too long just grinding down on it, feeling the weight of something inside him that wasn’t hyung.
He sniffles. “You’re so mean.” He grinds his hips back, pushing down on hyung’s fingers and feeling them fuck into him even deeper. They press into his prostate. Riku moans. “Hyung. Hyung.”
“RIku,” Sion purrs. “My Riku. You’re so cute. You need this, hm? Playing by yourself wasn’t enough?”
Riku moans as a third finger traces his rim and pushes in and he cries into his pillow when it’s able to so easily sink down to the third knuckle. “Hyungie, please,” he whines. He might be drooling a little bit. “I couldn’t- it wasn’t as good as when you do it.”
It’s something he loathes to admit - because it strokes Sion’s fucking ego so much that he’ll probably be bragging about it for weeks - but it’s the truth. Over the past however many years he’s spent more time being opened up by Sion than opening himself up mostly because of proximity. They’re roommates more often than they aren’t and now they’re permanently roommates again. The only downside to it is having more people in the dorm. He really has work hard to at least be quiet.
“You’re so spoiled,” hyung says, and it’s almost in a disappointed tone. “Hyung does so much for you, huh? You always just get pampered and doted on and given whatever you want, baby, you-“
Sion’s fingers grind into his sweet spot and Riku chokes on a moan. And then hyung does it again. And again.
“Wait, no,” Riku whines. “If you do that, I’m gonna-“
“What’s wrong with this?” Sion asks. There’s the smile in his voice again. “You need something bigger, sweetheart?”
He does. He needs something longer and thicker and something that will ruin him and he doesn’t want to say it. He just wants hyung to hold him down and make him take it. Riku sniffles.
“Please…” he mumbles. It’s embarrassing. Even still. There was a point in time he stopped being embarrassed but then Sion started putting on weight and spending all of his free time shirtless and posting thirst traps online and now when it’s just the two of them he starts getting shy. Especially when one large palm runs down his back, down his hips, spread his cheeks. Thumbs at where he’s already full.
“You’re so cute,” Sion coos. His fingers grind into his prostate. “Tell hyung that you need it.”
Riku sniffles again. “Hyung,” he whines, “I need it.”
He considers himself lucky that that’s all it takes. Because normally Sion makes him beg. But then three fingers are dragging out of his hole and hyung is-
“So cute,” there’s a zipper unzipping. Riku looks over his shoulder but it’s hard with the position and Sion’s already rock hard in his briefs. Hyung uses wet fingers to palm at himself. He smiles when he notices Riku looking at him. “Hi, baby. Are you comfy?”
Riku blushes. Sometimes with the sex it can be easy to forget how much Sion tends to just dote on him. But he nods. Sion’s free hand slides up his back to run over his nape. And then ruffle his hair. Sion leans down, just for a bit, to bite at him again.
“My Riku,” he murmurs. “You want it like this, hm? Hyung inside you?”
Riku turns back around when Sion sucks yet another mark at his neckline. He feels himself clench. Feels himself nod.
Hyung chuckles again. He fumbles around a bit and Riku just squeezes his eyes shut and listens to rustling sounds. Sion’s rearranging the comforter and there’s the lube cap, again, but then there’s something soft on Riku’s back.
“Hold onto this for me, Princess,” hyung says. “It’s another one of hyung’s presents. I wanna see you cry into it.”
Riku already knows by his words also that it’s the fucking Sylvein plushie but his ears still burn when he reaches back to grab it. And because he’s good, he- he listens. He stuffs it under his chin and a shiver runs down his back when hyung’s hand presses down on his nape. Riku gasps into the plushie.
“Perfect boy,” Sion coos. There’s something hard and delicious rubbing at his hole now. It’s nice and warm. Something he is very familiar with. “Raise your hips up a little bit, baby.” And when Riku obliges: “There you go. Thank you, Princess. Do you want it?”
Riku clutches the plushie tight to his his chest and nods. He feels so exposed like this, presenting right for Sion to see all of him. Open and leaking and ready. Only wearing the things hyung has bought him with his own card. In the bed they share, in the room that’s theirs…
“Hyungie,” Riku keens. He wriggles his hips back just the tiniest bit. “Hyung. Please.”
“Of course, honey,” Sion hyung coos. “Don’t worry. It’s all yours.”
Riku whines out a garbled sound as the blunt head of Sion’s cock presses at him and sinks in so easily once enough pressure is applied. It slides into him so smoothly it’s like he was made for hyung’s cock alone. Which is dumb. Because they switch plenty. But Riku would be lying if he said that he’s not a little more inclined to prefer to be hyung’s nice and pliant princess. Hyung pushes deeper and deeper into him and Riku just moans out something low and needy. Until hyung’s hips are touching his ass.
“There you go, baby, you’re so easy for it,” Sion groans. His hands are massaging into Riku’s hips. They squeeze at the tiniest bit of fat he has there. “How does it feel, princess? Nice and full?”
“’S deep,” Riku whines. He clenches down, unable to stop himself. “Hyung. Thank you.” Sion’s hips twitch and he’s pressing in the tiniest bit deeper; Riku moans.
“You’re being so good today. I’m so lucky to have a baby as polite as you.” Sion hums something very, very low, something dark and pleased.” His fingers curl over Riku’s hip bone and press down into his skin, deep enough to grip on tight and keep him still while hyung pulls just a bit out and-
“Hyung, that’s-“ Riku groans into the plushie. Sion slams right into his prostate on the first fucking try and it’s not fair. “Wait, it feels so- hyung, it’s so good-“
“Hyung loves it when you feel good,” Sion grits his teeth and pummels into him again. “Do you know how hard it is to come home and see you snuggled up with everything I’ve given you, baby? And then you take me so easily?”
Riku gasps. Sion’s grip on him is firm and authoritative and absolute and he’s feeling a little lightheaded from how much he loves it. “I was-“ He moans. “Hyung, I’m yours. I was made for you.”
Sion makes a sound of his own this time, a growl but not really. Something pained and deep and groaning. “Just for me, baby?” He puts a hand back on Riku’s neck and pushes him into the sheets, enough for him to gaspsas his face buries into the plushie. “You love it when hyung fucks you like this, isn’t that right?”
Riku’s having a bit of a hard time breathing. His fingers ball into the sheets and the plushie and Sion pummels into him again, this time hard enough to jerk him up the bed. The bed frame groans a bit from the force.
“I love it,” Riku drools. “Sionie hyung. I need more.”
It’s always a bad idea to goad someone like Sion on but Riku can’t help it when hyung gives it to him this good, deep in his guts and filling him right up. He can’t help but raise his hips a little more, his back arching into a deep presentation as Sion wrestles him back onto his cock. Hyung fucks into him harder. And then harder and harder and-
“I can’t believe how much I fucking spoil you, it drives me crazy,” hyung is groaning. “You love this, huh? You know it’s ‘cause I’ll do anything you ask, jagi, isn’t it?”
Riku cries a bit into the Sylveon. He doesn’t want to say ‘yes’ to that but it’s admittedly the truth. Half of how good it feels is the fact that Sion’s the one fucking him and hyung knows just how to ruin him. Knows just what he needs. Sion hyung’s the only one who can fuck him full and still make him beg for more.
“That’s not-“ he moans and it’s so deep it cuts off halfway. There are tears in his eyes and he squeezes them shut as Sion fucks into him so deep that his stomach fucking hurts. “Hyung, I love you.”
“Riku,” Sion moans back at him. Those hands on his hips are gonna leave bruises tomorrow and it hardly matters because it’s only making hyung fuck him harder. “Baby, I love you too. Does it feel good? You love it when hyung spoils you?”
Riku whines into the plushie. He’s in the pajamas he picked out for the both of them, paid with Oh Sion hyung’s personal credit card. Wearing his jewelry. Crying into his plushie. His cock smearing pre into the sheets hyung ordered online for them to share. “It feels so good,” he cries. “I love it when you- hyung, you’re so- you always-“ A sob leaves his throat. “Hyung always gives me everything-“
Sion groans a broken sound and Riku squeezes his eyes shut, hanging onto the sheets for dear life and just taking it when Sion hikes his hips even further, pummeling into him like he’s just a sleeve. A hole. Which is-
“Baby. My baby.” Hyung pants and grinds him down on his cock and Riku wails. “I’ll give you anything. I’ll give you everything. Whatever you want, hyung will get it for you. If I could, I’d-“
Sion groans and his hands slide up Riku’s back, pressing him down and pinning his chest to the bed. He gets- he gets deeper inside him on the next thrust and Riku’s so full it feels like he’s losing his mind.
“’S so good,” he drools. “Hyung, it’s like you’re in my belly.” He always thought saying those things were rather cliche but it’s different when it’s fucking true, isn’t it.
Sion moans this time and pins him down harder. Grinds into his prostate and refuses to let up. Riku clenches and it feels like he’s gonna-
“Lemme keep you full,” hyung’s voice slurs. “Lemme fill you here. Could knock you up like this.”
The orgasm hits him so quickly that all Riku can do is sob as his cock rubs down against the sheet and paints white up his belly. He clenches down. He claws at the sheets. He’s so- it’s so-
“Just from that?” Sion groans. “Riku, baby, you want hyung to breed you?”
Riku is- it feels like his mind has melted out of his ears. He drools onto Sylveon. He gasps. “It’s-“ He pants and pants and pants. “Hyung. I don’t-“
“Take it,” Sion groans. “Take me, honey, holy shit, you’re so fucking cute-“
Sion’s hands slide all the way up his back, under his shirt, and hook over his shoulders. Hyung uses the leverage to pummel into him, keeping his hold taut as he makes Riku take him over and over again like this is what he was made for. Riku can feel himself hardening back up and it almost hurts. Hyung’s pressing him down into the bed, chest to Riku’s back, and it’s so-
“I wanna be all full,” he whines pitifully. “Hyung. Please breed me.” He’s mindless and just taking it and all he can think about is the idea of hyung fucking him so full he gets k-knocked up. Or something even more deranged. “It’s you, hyung. You’re in me and it’s so-“ He moans. “’S in my belly.”
Sion groans into his back. Hot breath pants against his skin and somehow this just makes it even sexier. “You’re mine, princess,” his voice slurs. “Riku. My baby. You’re so pretty, I love you, just take it.” He yanks Riku back onto his cock and hits him right where-
“Please,” Riku whines a pitched thing. He’s never come twice from just his prostate but he already feels close again. “Hyung. Hyungie.”
“I’m so fuckin’ close,” Sion moans. “Honey. Jagi. I’m gonna fucking fill you right up.”
Sion’s hands slide down his back and land back on his hips. Sion grinds into him, almost like he’s humping, pinning Riku’s back down as he gasps.
“Me too,” Riku whines. “Hyung. Can you-“
Without him even asking, a hand slides under his hips to squeeze at his cock. It’s so warm and big and Riku jolts, not expecting it at all. But he moans something broken and it’s like something in him is about to snap.
“Please,” Riku asks. “Please, hyung am I allowed to-“
“Let go, sweetheart,” hyung growls into his neck. “Hyung’s gonna catch you. Come for me.”
It only takes a few more jerks of his hand before Riku is moaning pitifully and squirting again. And then Sion moans and moans before biting down on his nape. It’s hard enough to almost break the skin. Riku wails.
It’s so deep in him and he’s so sensitive and hyung’s hard length is pummeling right into- is gonna fill him- is gonna knock him up and-
“I love you, baby,” hyung moans. “I love you. Lemme fill you.”
“Please,” is all Riku has to whine. And then Sion does.
It’s kind of vicious for a creampie. Riku moans as something warm and wet fills him, as Sion literally groans so loud it’s almost not hot at all. But hyung’s hips press so deep into him that he’s all the way full and it’s exactly what he wanted. Fuck, he loves it.
“So deep,” Riku drools. “‘M gonna leak from you in me.”
“Fucking hell,” Sion pants. He only softens up after what feels like hours and when he pulls out it makes a slick schlick sound. “Oh, fuck, that’s a lot. Sorry, Riku.”
“’S’kay,” Riku moans a little when Sion thumbs at him. “I asked hyung to breed me.”
Sion hisses. Riku just melts into the sheets because it feels like his brain literally got fucked out of his skull. He knows he’s probably wet everywhere. But it’s also really, really good. Especially when Sion climbs up the length of his body and pulls Riku by the jaw.
“C’mere,” hyung kisses him. It’s not as sweet as it should be - it’s open mouthed, with tongue. “You’re so cute. You did so well. I’m so proud of you, baby.”
“Hyung,” Riku sighs into his mouth. “Hyungie. I love you.”
Sion slides his arms around his shoulders and drags him into a hug. He presses in closer, his kisses turning sweeter. “I love you too, baby,” he says. “You look so cute in your pajamas. Sorry for getting them all dirty.” Something thumbs at his leaking hole.
“’S all your fault, hyung,” Riku whines. “You have to clean me up. ‘Cause I wanna wear them when we go to bed and-“
“You have to take them off,” Sion groans. “I can’t leave you alone if you wear those.” Two wandering hands reach under his chest to unbutton the shirt buttons. “You’re just gonna keep tempting me, baby, don’t act coy.”
Riku frowns into the Sylveon. He doesn’t like that he got caught. So he says: “Fine. Ruin my fun.”
But hyung cleans him up anyway and it’s not long before he’s tucked into new sheets, this time sans clothes. But he rolls into Sion’s arms and their necklaces tangle between them. There’s a little clink.
“Next time,” Sion says right before he passes out, “we should get rings.”