Sweet Baby, Sugar Daddy Part 1 [M]

[kumo_is_kumo]

Title: Sweet Baby, Sugar Daddy

Pairing: Jongkey

Genre: Romance, Smut, Fluff

Length: Oneshot

Summary: Kibum needs a sugar daddy. ASAP.

Also posted under: Asianfanfics link ♦ AO3 link














Poster by: hope <3





Word count: 11,174




“I think I need a sugar daddy.” Kibum mutters while picking on the cracked nail polish. He needs to renew them; they are so ugly now.

Cue the bursting drink and coughing, right after he speaks those words.

“Excuse me? I think I heard that one wrong…”

“You don’t hear it wrong, Choi freaking Minho. I need a sugar daddy. Like right now.”

Minho blinks his wide eyes comically.

“You are kidding.”

“I’m not kidding, you frog.” Kibum hisses to him, before sipping onto his milkshake again.

“Why… Why would you need that… that thing?” Minho stutters, hands flailing and looks so flustered.

Kibum narrows his eyes on him.

“Thing? Sugar daddy is a guy, not a thing.”

Minho looks flustered, “I-I know that! I mean why would you need that kind of... relationship?”

Kibum yawns, “Easy. Because I need money. And pleasure, too.”

Poor Minho, because he chokes on his drink again.

“Kibum, you are the heir of your father’s company. You don’t need money. You are rich.”

“Sure. But my father is a stinky old man.”







“I’m locking your accounts and freezing all your cards.” His father has said nonchalantly on one fine morning when Kibum is browsing with his new laptop on what kind of outfit he will bought for the next day’s party.

“Nice joke, Dad, but it’s not funny.”

“I’m not joking, son. You spend so much on trivial things. You should have seen those credit cards bills.”

Kibum shuts down the lid of his laptop.

“Let me have my fun! Why are you being like this?” He groans, throwing his hands in the air.

The old man sends his son a hard glare.

“Do not raise your voice on me, young man. You should be able to explain to me on why you bought those shoes with seven kinds of colors when in fact you have a whole room full of shoes.”

Kibum takes a deep breath, “That is because they are pretty.”

“Still. You don’t need to buy all of them. Tell me on how you are going to wear those seven pairs of shoes.”

“Dad, stop controlling my fucking life!”

“Watch your mouth. I am your father and you will not talk to me that way. You spend too much money and I’m not going to let this continue. You will have to understand that you can’t get everything you want that easily.”

Kibum gulps. His father sure looks kind of scary now.

“What... what should I d-do?”

His father breathes heavily.

“Find a job and try to survive on your own. I’m not paying for those ridiculous things you buy, Kibum.”

“Dad! You can’t be serious!” He whines childishly.

“You will stay at your flat all on your own. I hope you realize your mistakes and will stop playing around. You are going to inherit this company, Kibum. We can’t have you acting this way.” The old man says with a heavy sigh, sounding so tired and defeated.

Kibum pouts.







“And that’s why I need a sugar daddy. There is a new collection from my favorite designer coming out in a week. I can’t take money more than to pay for foods.”

Minho blinks, before he cackles out loud.

“The son of Kim Energy Co. is penniless?”

Kibum slaps the side of his friend’s head.

“You are a bad friend. You should be helping me in this!” He protests.

The heir of Choi Foods and Agro lifts his hands up.

“Not my problem. This is between you and your dad. And your sugar... whatever it is.”

Kibum throws the crumpled tissues towards him.

“I hate you.”

“I hate you, too.”

“Fucker, go fuck yourself.”

Minho laughs once again as he watches Kibum walks away.







The display of the website is so pretty and Kibum licks his lips in anticipation as he clicks on the button of create an account.

He finds this website a few days ago, which seems promising and he just can’t wait anymore.

This seems interesting and all but he can’t help but to feel a bit anxious.

People in the website won’t recognize him as the son of Kim Energy Co., right?

Account created. Thank you for joining SweetBabySugarDaddy.com!

“Alright...” Kibum mutters under his breath as he leans closer towards his laptop display to get a better view.

He can’t be choosing a stinky pervert old man as his sugar daddy. It won’t be exciting.

Choose one:

Sweet Baby

Sugar Daddy

Of course sugar daddy. Kibum is a bottom. And he is in need of money.

Various names and profiles pop into the main display. Kibum chews on his thumb. Who should he choose into his proposal?

There are lots of potential names and faces.

Kang, Lee, Kim, Seo, Yook, Nam, Yoon, Song.

All of those names have the quite decent faces which grab Kibum’s attention.

There is one though, one name that grabs Kibum’s attention the most even without a profile picture on.

Kim.

They are both Kims so maybe they could hit it off better?

What an absurd explanation.

Shrugging nonchalantly, Kibum clicks on the linked profile and he is told to enter the first greeting.

Hi

The answer is unexpectedly quick though, resulting Kibum to jolt up in surprise.

Hi there, sweet cheeks.

Fuck, he is so corny.

Kibum chews on his fingers, deciding on whether to reply or not.

How should I call you, Mr. Kim?

Mr. Kim is my father, so call me with my name. Unless you want to do this with my old man.

Eww no way Kibum wants his father.

Alright. How about you tell me your name? Or at least nickname if you were not comfortable?

Straight forward. I like it. Call me Jonghyun.

Jonghyun, Kim.

Kibum internally mewls because he can imagine himself moaning onto that name, while clinging onto a pair of bulky arms of the faceless guy.

Jonghyun. I like your name.

Give me yours.

No one will recognize him, right?

I’m Kibum.

Bum. Bum as in ass? ;)

Ow that wink. Kibum cringes internally. This guy seems to be the corny and ridiculous one but people say do not judge a book by its cover.

Are we going to the topic of my ass already?

I don’t mean that. But if you were to give me a special show, I won’t mind, honey.

Kibum breathes through his nose, telling himself to calm down. He can do this.

I don’t want to seem easy, mind you.

You are not easy, I know. You are quite sassy, aren’t you?

I am. But I can be obedient for you when needed.

Oh damn counter attack time. Kibum can get all corny as well.

Sweet. Let’s meet up tomorrow. I would like to see your pretty face, kitten.

Kibum feels his face flushes. From the way this guy types his words; he seems to be the pervert one. He shudders at the thought of meeting the wrong person. Should he back out now before he is late?

Okay. Where do you want to meet up?

At the café at the center of the city. At five.

Kibum shudders again. From all places out there, his favorite café?

Alright. See ya.

Sweet dreams, kitten.

Meow. Kibum smiles amusedly after he lets out a sound, indirectly mocking the corny guy even though he can’t hear his mock.

He wonders whether his decision of searching for fun and pleasure in the arms of stranger is the right thing to do.

He keeps on thinking about his decision, until he falls asleep with the name of the guy as the last thing echoing in his mind.







“Outfits, checked. Eyes, checked. Lips, checked. Ass, perfectly checked.”

Kibum makes his way out of his flat with confidence following on his every step as he walks towards the café he makes a promise to meet up with the corny guy.

What if the guy was fifty and all wrinkly?

First, smile.

Second, run away.

Yep, Kibum hums lowly as he keeps repeating the pattern in his brain.

He slips into his favorite spot and patiently waits for the guy. There is an unread text message from Minho asking him whether he is still alive or not because of his penniless case. Fucking frog.

It is at exactly six when the guy arrives.



“Kibum?”An unfamiliar voice speaks up from above.

He looks, finding a stranger with round eyes and plump lips, clad in formal business attire and a heavy coat on top of his broad shoulder.

Kibum gulps. Fuck, he is sexy.

“J-Jonghyun, isn’t it?” He stutters. Fuck it, he stutters.

The guy smiles lopsidedly before slipping into the seat across his, looking all charming and handsome. Kibum feels his mouth is watering.

“Did you wait for long?” The guy asks, voice soft yet husky and Kibum can feel those round eyes discreetly running all over him.

“I... I waited for about five minutes only so no worries.”

Kibum hears the guy in front of him hums and his voice vibrates just perfectly.

“So I’m planning on taking you out for a dinner. Are you on it?” He asks.

Of course.

“Sure.”



They get into the best quality five stars restaurant and Kibum tries his best to hide from one particular waiter because that guy knows he is a regular in here.

“Under the reservation of Kim Jonghyun.”

Kibum soon finds himself being led towards one private dining room, away from people’s eyes and to give them the needed privacy and intimacy.

“Have you eaten here before?” The guy, Jonghyun, asks him with a smile after they settle down and send the waitress away with their orders.

“Yes. Quite often, actually.” Kibum plays with the napkin while answering honestly because why will he lie to him? He has his pride to show that he is capable of paying for food here.

Jonghyun’s eyes twinkle in a bit of excitement and curiosity.

“You do? How come I have never seen you up until now?”

Kibum loses his words. Oh well, he doesn’t have the answer for that.

So he settles with shrugging, resulting in the collar of his shirt to ride down a bit. He misses the hungry look from the other.

“Tell me about yourself.” Jonghyun says.

“Um, I’m twenty two and I don’t like cheap things.”

Jonghyun blinks before he smiles wider, “You are young.”

“How old are you then?” Kibum asks back, propping his chin with the heel of his palm.

“I’m twenty seven.”

Kibum looks surprised.

“You don’t look old!” He exclaims.

Jonghyun snorts at his words. “I’m not old, mind you.”



Their orders come and they go straight to eat while exchanging light chats.

“So, you tell me you are basically rich but right now you are penniless because of your father and you are bored when you come across the website?” Jonghyun asks after sipping onto his white wine.

Kibum internally winces. He is saying the truth, with a bit of white lie in the last part.

“Yup. What about you though? What makes you join the website?”Kibum asks while eating the perfectly grilled steak. Damn, this meat is fucking delicious.

Jonghyun laughs softly.

“I have been in the website for a year. My friend recommends me to join because he says that I’m a lonely ugly duck and no one wants to look at my direction.”

“You are not ugly though.” Kibum blurts, only to still when he realizes what he has just said.

The other sends him a surprised look before he smiles cheekily at him, seeming a bit shy from the sudden blurted remark.

“Thank you. But anyway, I have been in the website for a year and no one has ever chatted with me. Unless you, kitten.”

His voice has gone from soft to dangerously low at the end of the sentence, doing weird things to Kibum.

“Um,” Kibum chuckles nervously, empty plates getting knocked by his nervous fingers.

A hand captures them and Kibum freezes, looking up only to meet a dark but alluring look from the other.

“Are you finished? I’m taking you somewhere.” Jonghyun says softly yet stern enough to make Kibum realizes what he means with those words.

All he can do is to nod his head and they go out from the private dining room in less than a minute.




The atmosphere inside of the expensive car is stuffy and heavy, Kibum feels his chest constricts from the overly quick beating of his heart.

He doesn’t know where they are going now but he feels like he knows as well.

The Jonghyun guy is gripping onto the steering wheel with tight fists, the car speeding with a stable pace. The low tune of the radio is accompanying them as they get into a not so comfortable silence, but no one tries to break the mood.

Kibum watches as the car pulls into one high class building, no different from his flat residence.

As soon as the car machine dies down and it’s parked neatly, Jonghyun goes out of the car and Kibum follows him abruptly, feeling too nervous to even think straight.

They ride the elevator in silence. Jonghyun is not saying anything and Kibum does not even dare to stare at his face.

Ding; the elevator’s sound breaks the calm and Jonghyun has a grip on his wrist all of suddenly.

He is pulled towards one door, which he thinks as Jonghyun’s, before the other unlocks the flat of his and Kibum finds himself being shoved inside with a not so gentle move.

“Wha-”

Lips occupied his own and Kibum melts almost instantly when he is trapped against the closed door.

Jonghyun is practically pinning him against the cold wood, mouth hungrily eating his, making Kibum completely surrenders under his dominance.

He doesn’t even resist because as much as this is moving way too quick, Kibum knows deep down he also wants this. He wants Jonghyun to pin him roughly and manhandle him like he owns him. He wants to be treated like he is a submissive bitch in heat.

“Ah,” he lets out a soft voice when Jonghyun leans away from his mouth and goes down to trace his plump lips along his neck, nose dipping into every curve.

“You are so alluring, kitten.”

Kibum tries to stare through his blurred eyes, but unable to do so when rough hands drag alone his slim waist and pulling him away from the door.

“You make me want to ravish you.” He whispers into his ear, sending Kibum into trance and his knees feel like they go all jelly, losing the ability to support himself up.

The stare Jonghyun is giving to him is driving him crazy and Kibum feels his body burns in a scorching hot fire-like. There’s a ragged but steady breathe hitting his ear as Jonghyun whispers to him. Those same hands squeeze his sides painfully seducing and they head deeper into the spacious flat, and Kibum might think that they are heading towards the master bedroom.

There’s another door opening and Kibum’s breathe is stolen when he is pulled into the dark room. He can smell the manly scent all over the room and when hands are gripping onto his chin and jaw, Kibum forgets everything else and focuses on the way Jonghyun’s lips mold against his.

It takes just a soft needy whimper escaping Kibum’s attacked lips before the older guy breaks away and pulls him, just to shove him onto the bed.

Kibum breathes in the scent and sighs contently. He loves his smell, gosh.

Jonghyun crawls over him, shrugging his coat and suit blazer away, leaving the nicely fit dress shirt on. Kibum unconsciously licks his lips.

“You want this, kitten?”

Kibum breathes heavily, before muttering a, “Yes.”

Rough hands push him to lie on his back before those same lips capture his once again, this time so much harsher after getting his consent.

Kibum arches his back as he opens his mouth wide to welcome Jonghyun’s curious tongue and it doesn’t waste any second to slither its way in and savor every corner and every nook. He feels his jacket is being tugged away and there are fingers caressing the sliver of his skin showed from his raised shirt.

“Fucking delicious.” Jonghyun whispers against his lips, then licking the stripe of saliva running down his chin.

Kibum gasps for breathe and he yelps in surprise when his shirt is being pulled over his head, leaving his upper body bare against the soft sheets of the bed. He can feel Jonghyun’s warmth enveloping him, before warm fingers trace along his ribs.

“So soft, my little kitten... I wonder whether you are as soft down there.”

Oh holy fucking sunshine, Kibum trembles at the intensity of his words. Yes, just rip these fabrics of his body.

Jonghyun dips his fingers into the waistband of his skinny jeans, before fingering along the zipper and eliciting a breathy moan from the kitten under him.

A lopsided smile forms on his mouth as he watches this alluring kitten of his writhes on top of his bed in the middle of the darkness of his room.

“Let’s get you out of these pants.” He breathes, then proceeding to undo the button of the jeans and dragging the zipper down.

Kibum mewls as those fingers touch his hardening dick through his boxers. Oh yes.

“More,” he whispers into the air.

Jonghyun chuckles lowly at his request.

“You think so?” He responds cockily and Kibum doesn’t even have the time to ponder over what he means with that question; when warm palms drag his boxers down and flip him around by his hips.

Kibum feels his heart thuds so fast he is scared it will jump out of his throat. He is completely naked and vulnerable, while Jonghyun is still fully clothed and now towering over his back.

A kiss is being pressed onto his shoulder blade, before mapping along his skin up to the back of his neck. Kibum grips onto the bed sheets tightly.

He hears some shifts from Jonghyun and he waits impatiently.

Jonghyun kisses his ear, breathing lowly against it before whispering,

“You think you could handle this?”



Kibum mewls as the voice whispers right into his ear and oh God, isn’t his sugar daddy has the best voice ever?

It’s soft yet hoarse at the same time. It’s a complete turn on.

And not to mention that big bulge down there pressing against his ass cheeks?

He can feel the outline of his penis through the dry humps Jonghyun has started against his bare butt. He might not have long legs and tall posture, but he is sure he is big.

Huge. Short people are said to have wide and huge dick.

Dayum. Kibum is one lucky guy.



“Yes, yes, please...” He begs, literally begs to be fucked.

Jonghyun hums at his response, clearly satisfied before shifting backwards and away from him.

Kibum almost whines on how the warmth is leaving him but he shuts up immediately when he hears the tell tale of Jonghyun undressing himself.



Oh fucking fuck; Kibum moans as soon as he feels Jonghyun pressing him down, bare without any cloth between them.

“I would love to fuck you, kitten.” Jonghyun mutters against his shoulder.

Kibum nods desperately.

“But not today. We have just met.”

Whining, Kibum tries to seduce him by rubbing his ass against the other’s crotch, just trying to rile him up.

Jonghyun makes a groaning sound and he seems to not like the way Kibum moves.

Slap.

Kibum moans when a hit lands onto his butt cheek. Fuck. He loves it.

“Patient. Only good boy gets a reward.”

Nodding, Kibum mewls again when the same palm rubs his reddening ass cheek.

“Now, how should you answer it properly, hm?” Jonghyun licks the vein in his neck.

Kibum trembles.

“Y-Yes, daddy.”

He hears a sharp intake of breathe coming from Jonghyun and he concludes that the older guy seems to like it that he calls him like that.

“Good boy.”

Jonghyun sucks a mark on his neck, pulling a long whimper from Kibum who enjoys being marked all over.

He wonders what they are going to do when the older guy has stated that they are not going to fuck today.

As if he knew what Kibum is thinking, Jonghyun reaches down and parts his ass cheeks apart then rutting his cock in between it. Kibum chokes on his saliva and feels his eyes water. He wants him inside so damn badly.

“Ah, ah, Jo-”

“You are so soft all over.”Jonghyun cuts him, before his hands leave him completely.

Kibum grounds his ass against the other’s cock which is still nestled in between his ass cheeks as Jonghyun reaches over the drawer to take something.

As soon as those wide palms are back on him, Kibum becomes restless because he can hear the distinct sound of lube popping open and again, he thinks he is lucky because it seems like he will get fingers inside of him tonight.

Jonghyun is nibbling onto his shoulder when the first finger comes breaching into him. Kibum mewls at the sensation, teeth biting down onto his bottom lip.

The sudden breach burns but he likes it. He likes that burning feeling, moreover when Jonghyun had begun to move his finger.

“Ah, oh, oooh,” Kibum breathes.

The second finger joins in and they spread his walls wide, making Kibum hisses at the slight pain. Jonghyun seems to hear him as he starts peppering kisses along the expanse of his back.

Kibum has three fingers shoved up his ass when he starts moaning like the real bitch in heat. Fuck, Jonghyun is the epitome of perfection. Even the way he moves his wrist and crooks his fingers are so perfectly accurate.

“Ah, ah, ah! More!” Kibum moans into the bed sheets.

Jonghyun chuckles at his demand and begins to move his hand faster, trying to satisfy his kitten.

It doesn’t take long for Kibum to cry because as soon as Jonghyun finds his sweet spot, he keeps abusing it without any mercy and urging him to find his release faster.

“Jong- Jonghyun!” Kibum shrieks, gasping for air and feels how his cock twitches as the sign of his orgasm nearing.

“Just come, kitten.”

Kibum ends up coming just with three fingers inside of him and that’s what matters.

“Such a good boy.” Jonghyun mutters while carding his fingers along Kibum’s damp locks.

Kibum pants against his fists and he then remembers the hard rock cock Jonghyun is sporting and he turns around to lie on his back again.

“What about you?” He asks hoarsely, trying to make out Jonghyun’s face in the darkness.

“Why don’t you take care of it?” Jonghyun asks while scooting towards the headboard and leans back against it.

Kibum mewls, before he slowly crawls towards him like a good little kitten. Shaky hands grab onto the said penis and Kibum waits for any sign from the older guy.

“Go on, baby boy.” Jonghyun urges him and Kibum wastes no time before he dips down and begins to lap his tongue over it.

The taste of Jonghyun’s precum is bitter but weirdly goes along with his taste bud. Kibum finds himself moaning at the bitter taste as he continues pushing the cock deeper, down his throat.

Jonghyun growls at his movement, grabbing onto his messy locks and begins thrusting into his mouth.

Kibum can’t help but to whimper submissively, jaws go slack and he tries his best to suck him off. True to his thought before, Jonghyun’s cock is not that long but it’s wide and still huge in size.

“That’s right. Yes, go on.” The older guy commands softly in between his moans and groans.

Kibum wails in delight when the other comes unannounced, bursting inside his mouth. He laps the now limp cock clean before licking his own lips to not waste even a single drop of it.

Jonghyun breathes heavily before pulling him up and kissing his mouth roughly.

Kibum doesn’t realize when he falls asleep in between the kisses they share.







The light goes from behind the blinding burns his eyes as Kibum slowly wakes up in the morning.

He yawns against the thick covers before slowly he realizes that this is not his room and the bed is too comfy.

Then that’s when he remembers that he has just spent a very amazing night and slept over at his... sugar daddy’s house.

Well, actually they have not agreed in anything regarding sugar daddy thingy but they have gone down to the dirty business in less than two hours after they have met each other. So kinky.

Kibum hears the soft buzzing of someone talking outside of the bedroom door, slowly moving closer and once the door opens, he is greeted with a sight of Jonghyun only in his boxers and a phone against his ear.

The older male seems to notice him already awake because he then locks his eyes on him and mutters into the phone, “Alright. Email me the details.”

He hangs up the call before walking towards the bed, a smile playing on his plump lips.

Kibum sits straighter while keeping the whole covers surrounding him, only letting a bit tuft of his messy hair out plus his eyes.

“Good morning, kitten. Did you sleep well?” Jonghyun asks gently, bending down a bit and pecks the crown of his head.

Kibum finds himself closing his eyes at the gentle move and he nods shyly, “Good morning to you, too.”

“Are you hungry? I can start with the breakfast and you can clean up. The towels are in the closet, there is a new toothbrush in the cabinet under the sink, and I can give you some of my clothes for you to wear.”

Sweet. He is fucking sweet. And sexy.

Kibum nods silently and gets another smile before Jonghyun makes his way out of the bedroom and heads towards the supposedly kitchen. Once he is alone, Kibum glances around the room for a better look and he can see how high class Jonghyun’s taste is. Every corner is filled with expensive and branded thing, not so different from his life style so he likes this a lot.

He lets the covers drop back to the bed and he pads across the room naked, heading to the bathroom to clean himself from the dried sweat and cum. Eww.

Once he has taken his time cleaning himself thoroughly, he steps out and finds that the bed has been made and a new set of clothes is laid down on it. Kibum takes the bathrobe away and slips into the clothes, closing his eyes as he can smell Jonghyun’s spicy and manly scent surroundings him completely.

The smells of perfectly brewed coffee and toast bread greet him as soon as he steps out from the bedroom. Jonghyun is reading at something in his laptop and he smiles to him when Kibum steps graciously into the kitchen.

“You look good in my clothes.” He comments.

Kibum fights the urge to blush as he takes a seat at the kitchen counter. Jonghyun chuckles at his silence as he shuts down the lid of his laptop and goes around to offer a cup of coffee for him.

“I hope you like your eggs to be sunny side up.” He says while pushing a plate full of bacons, toast bread, and nicely cooked sunny side up eggs.

Kibum gapes at the offer, “I like this. Thank you.”

Jonghyun graces him with a smile as he too digs into his own serving.

They say nothing as the only sound filling the kitchen as their fork clanking against the plate. Kibum watches from the corner of his eyes as Jonghyun pours himself another round of coffee once he finishes his breakfast.

“Do you have any plan today, or I can take you out for my own plan?” Jonghyun asks him and Kibum almost chokes on the last bite of his bread at the sudden question.

“I... I’m free today.” Kibum answers after a soft cough.

Jonghyun smiles at his answer and nods his head, “Alright. I’m taking you out after you finish your coffee.”



Kibum watches in delight as Jonghyun grabs his hand and pulls him into his favorite shopping mall. It sells various branded things and the best place of shopping Kibum has encountered.

“I would like to buy some new clothes and I think that I might need your help in choosing. You can buy for yourself too, of course.”

Long short story, Kibum spends his entire day choosing the best style for the older guy and Jonghyun smiles all the time as he watches the excitement twinkles in Kibum’s eyes.

They head for lunch before then Jonghyun will drag him towards jewelry shop, reasoning that his mother’s birthday is nearing and he needs help with choosing the right necklace for her. Kibum is too happy to help; he even gets himself a bracelet, specially chosen by Jonghyun himself.

After that, Kibum finds himself strolling with the shopping cart in his hands, as Jonghyun is choosing groceries and throwing them into the cart. He takes Kibum in doing his groceries and even asks him what his favorite brand of sausages and if he even liked mustard or black pepper sauce.

It’s like a normal date.

Kibum shudders at the thought of having possible normal relationship. He has never done it before. Everything feels new to him.

Sure, they are bound by an unwritten and unspoken contract that their relationship is based only on pleasure and money. But Kibum knows they have a bit more than that. It’s too fast for them to have it this way, they have just known each other for a day, but he can’t help himself.

Jonghyun pokes his nose to wake him up from daydreaming and Kibum flinches in surprise.

He finds the older guy is staring at him questioningly, a charming smile decorating his plump lips.

“You are spacing out.” He points.

Kibum blinks and chews on his bottom lip, “Sorry.”

The older guy chuckles at him before leaning forward to kiss him on his lips, effectively releasing his trapped bottom lip from the pressure of his teeth.

“Keep your eyes on me so you don’t space out again. Let’s go.” Jonghyun says as he takes over the shopping cart and pushes it over to check it out.

Kibum blinks, feeling the slight burn in his cheeks at the sudden public display of attention. This is really new to him. He has never felt like this before.

Once they load the groceries into the car, Jonghyun drives them back to his flat and Kibum begins to question whether he will be able to go back to his own place. It seems like Jonghyun doesn’t even think of letting him out of his sight.

“I’m making a special dinner for you and you can go watch the TV or roam around.” He says, patting Kibum on his butt softly while pushing him out of the kitchen.

Kibum yelps at the touch and the sound escaping his mouth is too innocent, as if he had never had someone touching his ass before. He is acting like an innocent virgin, oh gosh.

He waddles out of the kitchen and heads towards the living room. The couch looks so comfy and inviting so he crawls onto it and cuddles. A soft purr escapes his mouth. Jonghyun and his flat are perfect.

There are papers all scattered on top of the coffee table and out of curiosity, Kibum reaches over to read them.

Oh it’s Jonghyun’s work. The papers are filled with numbers and contracts and also risks and opportunities in choosing the best suppliers.

Kibum knows this. His father keeps on forcing him to learn this kind of things.

He spends his time reading the ratio of profitability of the suppliers companies and ends up arranging them from the most profitable to the less.

Jonghyun comes up into the living room and joins him on the couch after like a moment.

“What are you doing, kitten?” He asks while nuzzling his nose into the crook of Kibum’s neck.

The move makes Kibum shudders in delight and he tilts his head aside to give him more space on peppering kisses along his skin, his grip on the papers is tightening.

“Just looking... through your work,” he breathes out the answer, eyes rolling back when Jonghyun nips onto the start of his collarbone.

“You are helping me?” Jonghyun asks again as he steals a glance onto the small writing on each paper.

“Yeah. Hope you don’t mind.” Kibum bites his bottom lip.

The older guy hums at that and grabs the papers from his hand to look over them.

“This is great. You have the potential, kitten.” He comments, smiling.

Kibum shyly rubs his cheek and mewls when Jonghyun steals his mouth into a kiss.

“Dinner’s ready. Let’s go.”





>> Part 2 <<