Resiotcage - Resiot

This is what will happen if you let them share a bed

Felt like drawing witch(?) Khun for some reason

06/31/23

Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter Aug 20, 2022.

Recipient: @khunviolegrace

Summary: Bam finds great comfort in Khun's scent.

Bam shut the door and covered his mouth when he yawned despite no one else being in the room. He started getting ready for bed with only the sound of his breathing and clothes ruffling.

Usually, Khun would be here with him, but he was away for a meeting on the other side of the floor and had told Bam he would probably return in the morning so he shouldn't wait up.

It was fine, it was just one night anyway. He'd dealt with lonelier nights than this.

With a forlorn sigh, Bam shuffled across the room and dropped his day's clothes in the hamper. As the clothes his the bottom, a gust of Khun's scent slammed into Bam, and it stunned him for a moment.

Bam stood there dumbly, his tired mind trying to draw the pros and cons for what he wanted to on sand being lapped at by a sea of sleepiness. It was a fruitless endeavor, so against his better judgment, he reached in, pushed his clothes aside, and pulled out one of Khun's shirts.

He brought it to his face, closed his eyes, and breathed in deeply through his nose. There light traces of Khun's cologne; notes of wood, citrus, and spice.

He pulled it away, turned it around, and buried his face in it again. The scent of Khun's natural musk and sweat was much stronger on the back. Bam couldn't help letting out a pleased groan that rumbled deep in his chest after taking in another big whiff.

The tension sloughed off his shoulders and limbs as he felt wrapped in that familiar scent of safety. It warmed his insides to a pleasant tingle and made his heart feel full to the brim.

With his mind perfectly blank of everything unnecessary, he ambled to the bed and flopped over. His body curled up around the shirt and clung to its comfort. He fell asleep in minutes.

In the morning, Khun gave a tentative tug on the sleeve of his wrinkled shirt and was sure heard Bam growl in response.

"Bam," he whispered as he leaned closer. "Wake up, Bam."

Slowly, Bam unraveled from his protective ball, stretching his legs out and then his arms with a loud yawn. Khun took advantage of that moment to pull his shirt free.

"G'morning, Khun-ssi." Bam languidly smiled, his eyes still half-lidded with sleep.

Khun chuckled at him. "Good morning, sleeping beauty. Sleep well?" He slung the shirt over his shoulder and cocked his head.

Bam nodded slowly as stifled another yawn until he suddenly shot upright on the bed with a gasp. "Oh! I'm sorry! I, uhh—your shirt—I was just—"

"It's fine, Bam," laughed Khun. "I'm sorry you had to use a replacement instead of the real thing last night."

Bam's face was hot with embarrassment and his brows creased his forehead with worry anyway.

Khun dropped his hand on Bam's head, ruffling gently before stroking his thumb across his cheek and cupping his chin to meet his eyes. He leaned in close enough to feel the heat of Bam's exhale.

"Whatever you need from me, Bam, you can take whenever you want." Khun leaned in to touch their foreheads together, barely a second and much too short, before he let go and moved away.

Blank blinked, stupefied by what just happened.

"I'm gonna go shower. See you downstairs for breakfast?" Khun paused on the doorway as he stared at Bam, waiting for an answer.

A grin slowly spread on Bam's face as he felt the familiar warmth of Khun's precense sink back into him. "Okay!"

Maria and her little manipulator, Aguero

Originally posted on Twitter Sep 1, 2022.

Summary: Power bottom Bam (NSFW)

Bam squirmed with little gasps and breathy moans as his fingers dug into the comforter under him. The heat made his skin prickle as the sweat rolled off his skin. The attention he was receiving made him feel dizzyingly, breathlessly, overwhelmingly good—and yet, it was not enough. It was because Khun was going slow. So frustratingly slow.

“More, Khun-ssi,” he whined, grabbing a handful of Khun’s hair and pushing down to make him take more into his mouth. The hand that had been gripping his hip tightened and the fingers inside him curled against his sweet spot.

Bam arched off the bed with a trembling gasp, pleasure surging through him so deliciously. He was twitching in Khun’s mouth, so close to spilling over, but he had been that close for a good while already. It was because Khun, that bastard of a lover, delighted in watching him teeter on the edge until he was an incoherent mess.

Khun pulled off him with a wet pop and Bam sunk into the bed with another whine. He wanted to wipe that Cheshire grin off his face, and you know what? Maybe he will.

Bam grabbed the tie that hung loosely from Khun’s neck and tugged hard. Their mouths clashed together painfully, and it was enough to distract Khun so he could flip him onto his back. Bam sat up so he could look down at him triumphantly from his place over him.

“What are you doing?” Khun asked as Bam’s fingers deftly unlatched his belt and pants, and pulled on the zipper. He lifted his hips to help Bam shove his pants and boxers down enough to get at what he’d been begging for. “Taking what I want since you won’t give it to me.”

Khun lifted his eyebrows, his hands framing Bam’s thighs as he lined himself up. “Oh? And what would that be?”

The smirk was shaken off his face when Bam dropped down, taking his whole length in one movement. Khun cursed under his breath, fingers digging into muscular thighs flexed as they lifted.

“You,” Bam answered in a sigh, keeping his eyes locked on Khun’s as he dropped down again.

Khun gritted his teeth, hissing through his teeth. “Ah—ah, B-Bam, slow down…” But Bam was merciless with his brutal pace, enjoying how he was draining the sanity out of Khun.

“No,” growled Bam. He tangled his fingers in Khun’s hair, enjoying how his eyes fluttered with every tug, how his thighs trembled every time he took him down to the hilt, and how weak his hands were when they tried to push him to slow down.

“I’m not gonna play by your rules tonight,” Bam murmured against his lips. He tugged on Khun’s bottom lip with his teeth, pulling a groan from him, trying to keep him in his palm.

“Are you sure about that?” There was a little mischievous glint in those dark blue eyes before Khun wrapped his arms around Bam’s waist and pulled him close enough to restrict the movement.

Bam wasn’t deterred though, and he kept rocking his hips, grinding down and taking advantage of the lack of space between them to chase more friction.

“Fuck, you’re relentless,” panted Khun.

“Don’t tease me so much next time,” pushed back Bam.

It didn’t take much more until Bam was moaning into his neck, spilling between them, trembling as nails dug into the flesh of his ass to keep him bouncing a couple more times until Khun was grunting in his ear, filling him to the brim.

They fell back onto the bed, still wrapped in each other’s arms, slowly catching their breaths while enjoying each other’s closeness.

“Mmm, sorry,” mumbled Khun, his fingers drawing lazy circles on Bam’s back.

“S’okay, I still love you.” Bam slipped off to the side, scrunching up his nose at the slick sliding out of him, but too tired to get up.

Khun’s chest shook as he chuckled, his hand stilling on Bam’s hair. “I would hope you still did. I love you too.”

Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter May 2, 2023.

Recipient: @JusALittleWeird (Prompt)

Summary: Mutually possessive Khunbam

It took Khun just a few minutes to go to the bathroom and come back, but already a vulture had swooped in. He threw an arm around Bam’s shoulder and glowered at Isu.

“Oh, hi Khun-ssi!” Bam held up a curved glass. “Look, Isu brought me a drink.”

Khun took one look at the pink liquid inside and narrowed his eyes at it. “May I see?”

Bam handed over the drink and Khun swirled the glass and took a sniff. Isu shifted uncomfortably when the drink was held out to him. “He won’t be having this.”

Isu slowly grabbed it. “Oookay. My bad. I’ll just… see if anyone else wants it. See ya.”

Isu rushed away and Khun turned to Bam, pressing close and whispering in his ear. “Don’t take anything anyone gives you, Bam. You should only trust me, understood?”

A defiant whisper cut back, “Then don’t leave me alone next time, Khun-ssi. You know I hate it when I can’t see you.”

Khun huffed as he turned away. “It was just to the bathroom.”

“I could have waited outside the stall.”

“No. You need to learn—“

“Learn what? How to breathe without you?” Bam cupped Khun’s cheek and made him face him. “I can, but why should I? You’re mine, aren’t you?”

A shiver ran down Khun’s spine, his lips tingling as he yearned to devour those words right out of Bam’s mouth. “Don’t be mistaken.” He grabbed Bam’s wrist and squeezed. “You’re the one who belongs to me first.”

It was quick like a viper strike, how Khun leaned in and nipped at Bam’s lower lip before taking a step back with a come hither look. Bam licked his lips and followed him out of the dining room and into the hall.

My secret santa gift for @ohvioletpeach ! I'm so sorry it's taken so long!! I tried my best for a spring day picnic, it was a bit of an interesting challenge. @tog-secret-santa

Originally posted on Twitter Jun 18, 2023.

Summary: Khunbam bed sharing NSFW. Originally a runaway prompt response

The heater had chosen the perfect time of night when maintenance was asleep to stop working.

Bam whined as he pulled his blanket tighter around himself. His jacket lay abandoned on the floor, flung in annoyance after it tried to suffocate him when he laid down. He curled his legs tighter against his chest, and let out another disgruntled whine.

His roommate, Khun, growled, and a bed creaked. A second later, Bam’s bed sunk, and he couldn’t bring himself to feel guilty for waking him up. He felt that miserable.

“Can’t sleep?” Khun grumbled.

Fingers mussed his hair and Bam fussed. “No. I’m freezing.”

“Move over, then.”

Bam made a confused noise, wondering how they were going to fit in a bed meant for one. But Khun shoved him until he was pressed against the wall and laid down beside him. Arms wrapped around his torso and roughly pulling him back against a firm chest.

Bam blinked as the blanket was rearranged around him and Khun finally settled down. The hot air of a sigh tickled Bam’s nape, and he shivered.

“I’ll keep you warm. Now let me sleep.”

Bam swallowed the nervous lump in his throat as his body's heat skyrocketed. They were pressed snug together without any space between them. Khun’s long legs wrapped around his, his hips pressed against his rear. He could feel every breath he took and every beat of his heart.

Breathing was difficult as he laid as still as he could. He liked to sleep with his knees bent, but Khun had him locked down and he didn’t want to disturb him anymore. But maybe he was already asleep, and it would just be a quick movement. He lifted one knee and his rear pushed against something soft—

He heard a sharp gasp and Khun jerked against him, followed by a hiss, “Don’t move.”

“I can’t.” Bam whimpered. “My knees hurt.”

“The bed is too small, Bam,” grumbled Khun.

Not one to give up, Bam turned around and tried putting one leg over Khun’s hip. He wiggled around, trying to find a comfortable spot, ignoring the disgruntled grunt from his roommate. He tried bending his knees in the space between their legs, but another light gasp as he brushed against Khun told him that wasn’t going to work.

As a last resort, he draped the blanket on his back and straddled Khun. With his knees bent on either side, he laid down against Khun’s chest, and finally, let out a sigh of relief. He could feel Khun’s heart racing in his chest, tentative fingertips resting against his hips, his half-hard cock pressing against his stomach—

Bam raised his head. “Oh. I’m… sorry.”

Khun cleared his throat, fingers tapping against Bam’s hips. “Don’t think too much about it,” he muttered.

Bam nodded and laid his head back down.

Except he couldn’t stop thinking about it.

His roommate liked to tease him by flirting with him until his face turned red and he couldn’t form words. Khun was a gorgeous man—and he was in the perfect position to be taken advantage of.

Bam ground down lightly, pretending he didn’t hear the gasp below him. Slowly, he could feel him firming up against him.

“Bam,” he warned. But Bam continued, grinding down a little harder, seeking his own pleasure. He kept going until the warnings sounded more like pleadings.

Bam gripped Khun’s shirt at the shoulders as he rubbed against the hard bulge straining against bottoms. He felt himself pulse hard, and he was wanted more—

“Wait, Bam, wait. I’m—”

Drunk on pleasure, Bam couldn’t wait. He moaned Khun’s name, loud and needy as he came, trembling through his orgasm.

Khun cursed under his breath as he gripped Bam’s waist, lifting his hips to keep grinding against him. After a few hard thrusts, he threw his head back with a long, low groan.

Bam fell back onto Khun’s chest with a content sigh, and he was perfectly fine with falling asleep like that, except Khun tapped his shoulder. He let out a grumble.

“I need to...clean up.” Bam grunted and didn’t move. “Hey.” Nothing.

His head spun as he was picked up and flung onto his back. And Khun was gone.

Part of him wondered if maybe he had crossed a line, but sleep beckoned him first and it sounded more like tomorrow Bam’s problem anyway. He was nearly asleep when he heard a horrible screeching. He groaned and turned over to see Khun rearranging furniture at this hour of the night.

“Khun, what are you doing?”

A bed was pushed against his. “No more distractions. I need my sleep.” He flopped down on his bed, pulled Bam into his arms, and now Bam had plenty of room to curl his legs up.

Bam let out a content sigh as he was cradled with warmth. As his consciousness was whisked away by sleep, his last thought was a fleeting hope that the heater would take another day to be repaired so they could do this one more time.