The art of seduction
Title : The art of seduction
Paring : KyuMin, not-so-ninja!YeWook
Rating : NC-17
Genre : smut
Disclaimer : I own myself?
Summary : That morning is not like Kyuhyun imagined. But the next night is.
This is a sequel for “What are you reading?”
A/N : OMG, guys. I have to say - you’re awesome! I mean, an hour after I published the “What are you reading?” fic there was a few comments already. But today I woke up and thought “Oh, maybe there will be 3 or 4 more comments” BUT 16?! 8D You don’t know how happy I am XD And the comments keep going <3 So, many of you demanded a sequel. I had to write it quickly because today my parents are bringing the Christmas tree and I will be decorating it but I didn’t want you to wait :D And for now - plot twist! 8D
Every one who demanded sequel - NOW COMMENT XD
Oh, and this is my very first REAL smut. So, you know, tell me if it's a fail XD
Sungmin woke up and yawned. He glanced at the clock standing on the bedside table. It was 7a.m. Sunday. He sighed and winced. He thought he didn’t drink too much last night but apparently it was not true. His head hurt and his mouth was dry. Sungmin didn’t want to move so he just lay there, on the bed, with his eyes closed. Until he heard a muffled murmur.
He stiffened and opened his eyes. It was weird. He could see his bed on the other side of the room. He knew it was his because it had pink covers. So the question was where was he laying?!
Of course there was only one possible answer. He was still in his room. So he must have ended in Kyuhyun’s bed. He turned to the side and froze. Beside him there lay on his stomach the maknae. Without a shirt and only his hips covered. Sungmin swallowed hard.
Do not panic.
But it was hard to tear his gaze from the curve of Kyuhyun’s spine and that pale back. Maknae’s dark hair was ruffled, his lips slightly parted and cheeks marked with soft blush. Sungmin couldn’t move because that view made him want. A pure want.
He knew what happened last night. They were talking about fan fictions. And then suddenly they were making out on Kyuhyun’s bed. That was it. No sex. Well, only jerking off. It would be too much for them but they still were aroused that time so they had to do something with that.
Remembering the feeling of Kyuhyun’s firm grip on his member, Sungmin yelped and almost fall from the bed. He stiffened again when he heard Kyuhyun murmur something under his nose. He watched him shift but maknae didn’t wake up. Sungmin quickly got up from the bed and snatched his cloths from the floor. He dressed himself up and with a final glance at Kyuhyun’s sleeping form (and his sexy back) he left the room.
***
It was not like he regretted it. Fuck. It was the best way he could end up spending that night. But it was awkward. They weren’t in love with each other. They didn’t date. It was only a silly curiosity and long time not having some. Only lust.
But the image of those dark eyes, they were haunting him, making him shiver. And regretting they didn’t go further.
His thoughts were interrupted by Yesung’s appearance. His hyung walked through the door, visibly exhausted and in pain. His black hair was messed and he had bangs under his eyes. It seemed like Yesung didn’t even notice him, he only walked straight to the cupboard and started looking for some pills.
“Morning, Yesungie-hyung” Sungmin decided to speak up.
Yesung jumped and clutched to his heart like he just had a heart attack.
“Sungmin-ah, shit, don’t scare me like that” Yesung groaned and walked to the kitchen table where the younger male was sitting. “Do you know where do we have painkillers?”
He only nodded and got up, taking the pills for his hyung. He reached for the bottle of water and handed it to Yesung. He took his seat again and watched silently as the older male was drinking hungrily. Then he heard sound of footsteps and Ryeowook appeared in the door frame.
“Here you are, hyung” he said cheerfully and made his way to Yesung. He suddenly sat on his laps and locked his arms around his neck. Then he pecked the elder’s cheek and laughed when he heard a groan from him. “In pain?”
Okay. That was weird. Did Sungmin miss something? He frowned and glanced at the pair. They were all love-dovey, cuddling and whispering, and they were never like that. Something must have happened. Not only in his bedroom. Suddenly Ryeowook leaned down and placed a deep kiss on Yesung’s lips.
Now, that was unexpected. It was Ryeowook for fuck’s sake. The eternal maknae, a ball of fluff and sweetness, model of innocence!
“Innocence my ass” Sungmin thought when, he swore, Yesung thrust his tongue down Ryeowook’s throat. “Ekhem, am I interrupting?”
The pair pulled from the kiss and looked with confused faces at Sungmin. Yesung seemed to be more embarrassed than the younger man and it was so weird that Sungmin felt a goosebumps.
“Sorry hyung” Ryeowook smiled. “We just forgot ourselves”
Yeah, I can see that.
“So, what do you guys want for a breakfast?”
***
Kyuhyun woke up half an hour after Sungmin’s departure. He was alone in the bed what made him frown. He looked around the room and found no one. Maknae groaned and turned to lay on his back. He run his fingers through his hair and sighed. Was that it? Now Sungmin will be avoiding him? That was not the plan. He was supposed to wake up beside Kyuhyun, smile gently and cuddle with him. Oh, well. He had to think about another way to get his hyung.
The truth is that last night was just a performance. It was his plan to make Sungmin kiss him. Of course, he didn’t know if Sungmin would do that. But hell, it was worth a try. Then again, he didn’t want it to be just one night. Maybe he couldn’t tell that he loved loved his hyung but there was this need inside him, to hold him and to kiss his lips.
What Kyuhyun wanted, he would just take it.
He got up from the bed and quickly made his way to the drawer. He found his best pants and a black, low V-neck T-shirt. The pants were his tightest ones he had. He knew Sungmin liked those. He could feel his gaze every time he wore them. Once he dressed he left the room and walked to the kitchen where he heard some voices.
When he walked through the door Sungmin, who was standing next to the dishwasher, looked up and froze. First, he saw a pair of long, slim legs, wrapped in those black pants he adored on Kyuhyun. Then his gaze reached a fitting black T-shirt and a bit of his skin. He almost licked his lips while looking at maknae’s collarbones. How he would love to pull Kyuhyun right now close to him and suck this delicious neck. Then Sungmin saw a little red mark on the younger’s Adam apple, a sign of their night together. He blushed and tore his eyes from Kyuhyun.
In the same time Kyuhyun chuckled seeing the hungry look on his hyung’s face. So that meant that there still was something between them. He moved from his spot and walked to stiffened Sungmin, encircled his waist with his arms, then brought him closer and placed a long kiss on the elder’s reddening cheek. He pulled slightly, brushing his nose against that cheek and murmured a sweet “Good morning”.
Sungmin’s heart almost stopped right there. He saw with the corner of his eyes that Yesung and Ryeowook were looking at them curiously but he couldn’t give more shit about that. Kyuhyun’s touch made his skin burn again and those lips… he wished he could have moved a little so their lips could have touched. But instead he was stiff like a stick and couldn’t move.
“You’re killing me, Kyuhyun” his heart yelled. “Come and fuck me right now” his brain begged.
He hold him in his arms only for a second but for Sungmin it felt like ages. He wanted to pull Kyuhyun back and hide his nose in the crook of maknae’s neck. He didn’t do it. Instead he turned his back to him and tried to hide his trembling hands and knees and uneven breath. The memory of the previous night was still so fresh in his mind.
Kyuhyun sat down on the chair at the table and snatched a pancake Ryeowook made, totally ignoring the looks from Yesung and eternal maknae. He was grinning inwardly because Sungmin was caught.
***
For the rest of the day Kyuhyun tried to be as close to Sungmin as he possibly could. Handing him a can of coke, massaging his shoulders a little (which were tensed only because he was doing that), brushing his hands against Sungmin’s or pretending to move him from the way so Kyuhyun could put his hands on his waist. All this little touches were driving Sungmin insane. He was on the edge of madness. So when in the evening, in their shared room, he saw the maknae with only towel on his hips (and with the smirk on his face) he felt that he’d just fallen from that edge.
***
Kyuhyun’s body was still slightly wet, few water drops making their way down his slim body. Sungmin felt his mouth go dry, watching it disappear below the towel. He gulped and raised his eyes only to look straight into those dark orbs. Kyuhyun was watching him intensely. But then he just turned around and opened the drawer, giving Sungmin a lovely view of his naked back. That made the older male excited. He watched in admiration his dongseng’s body and suddenly he felt the urge to touch it.
He was too much in haze to control his movements. Sungmin stood up and slowly walked to Kyuhyun. He reached his hand and brushed his finger down maknae’s spine. Feeling him shiver and froze, Sungmin gathered all the courage he had in him and moved a little closer to plant a soft kiss on Kyuhyun’s neck and shoulder blades.
Kyuhyun bit his lower lip but it was not enough. He turned back, grabbed Sungmin’s arms and pushed him against the wall. He didn’t give him any time to think, just pressed his lips against Sungmin’s ones. He immediately melted and moved closer, seeking for a friction. His hyung responded eagerly, pressing himself hard to Kyuhyun’s body, kissing furiously, arms encircling his neck and fingers brushing through his still wet hair. Even though they didn’t want to, they had to pull away to catch their breath. Kyuhyun’s lips were still close, close enough to brush them against Sungmin’s, to mingle their hot breaths together. Maknae studied his hyung’s flushed face and closed eyelids and decided that there’s no better sight in the world. He sneaked his hands under Sungmin’s shirt and started rubbing his lower back which made the other sigh.
It was obvious they wanted this. The intensity of their touches was too much.
“About the time” Kyuhyun murmured against Sungmin’s lips.
“Wha-?” the older male opened slightly his eyes and frowned.
“I was wondering how long you will be able to resist” maknae chuckled and kissed him softly. “I thought you regretted it, you know, in the morning, but apparently you do not”
“I just thought that after you experimented you did not want to wake up beside your friend naked” Sungmin pouted and blushed.
“If I didn’t want that I wouldn’t start all this fan fiction thing” Kyuhyun grinned slyly and leaned down to suck on the latter’s neck.
Sungmin frowned and pushed Kyuhyun away.
“What do you mean by that?”
Maknae raised his brow and moved closer to him again.
“Only that I had to do something about my feelings to you but didn’t know how?”
He really wanted to be angry with Kyuhyun. It all turned out to be only some play of his! But Kyuhyun’s hands on his body was too good to give up on it.
“So you… love me?” Sungmin cupped maknae’s cheeks and looked into his eyes.
“I can’t say… that” he sighed, answering. “But there is something”
The silence filled the room and Sungmin didn’t know what to say. His dongseng, the evil maknae, felt something for him? The world was ending.
“I know” Kyuhyun suddenly spoke up. “I know you don’t feel the same. But you want me right now, right?”
Sungmin thought for a while, staring at Kyuhyun’s face, his darks eyes, messed hair, swollen lips.
“Yeah, I want it” he finally said. “I want you”
“At least that’s a start” the younger male leaned down and once again captured his lips.
They stumbled back, trying to reach one of the beds while their tongues fought for dominance. Sungmin moaned when Kyuhyun sucked on his tongue and let himself be pushed down onto the mattress. It was different from the previous night. This time it was Kyuhyun who was on top and Sungmin thought that he will go crazy if maknae won’t stop rubbing his hips against his. They didn’t stop kissing even when they tried to take Sungmin’s clothes. He winced as Kyuhyun’s fingers brushed against his still clothed erected member, making him shiver and pant. The younger male smirked and took off his pants together with his boxers.
The cold air hit Sungmin’s tights and hips but only for a while. Kyuhyun immediately pushed himself down, making his towel rub against his hyung’s crotch. Sungmin moaned loudly and covered his mouth at once. But Kyuhyun pulled his hands and pinned them above Sungmin’s head. He started thrusting his hips to give his lover’s member a needed friction. But then Sungmin wrested one of his hands from his grip and snatched the towel away from Kyuhyun’s hips.
They both moaned feeling the skin contact. Sungmin raised his head and searched for the younger’s lips, licking and nipping at them. It was just like the last night. And that’s why Sungmin wanted it to be different this time. He gathered his strength and pushed Kyuhyun on his back. Straddling his hips with his tights he arched seductively and pleased with himself looked at Kyuhyun’s hungry gaze. Maknae’s hands were on his ass, squeezing it and sometimes roaming way down his tights. The room felt so hot Sungmin thought he would melt anytime.
Sungmin leaned down and started placing soft kisses on Kyuhyun’s chest and stomach, making him shift with anticipation. Teasing him was surely fun. The older male pushed himself down and stopped just in front of maknae’s throbbing member. He blew a stream of hot breath on it and giggled, trying to prevent Kyuhyun’s hips from thrusting in his face. He then took the tip of his cock into his mouth and licked.
Kyuhyun closed his eyes and bit his lip. He wanted just to thrust his hips hard, making Sungmin take him all but he knew he couldn’t. It was better for Sungmin to take control.
Sungmin withdrew his lips and licked whole length, pressing his tongue hard against it. He’d never done something like this before but he was a men too. He knew what he would like to receive himself. Without second thoughts he took the whole member in his mouth. Sungmin bobbed his head and sucked, trying not to scratch Kyuhyun’s cock with his teeth. He pinned down maknae’s hips and loosened his throat to take him as deep as he could. He almost gagged but the feeling of throbbing member in his mouth was worth it. And arching and moaning shamelessly Kyuhyun was too.
When Kyuhyun felt the beginnings of his climax, Sungmin’s mouth disappeared and he felt them on his own lips. He could feel himself on his tongue and that made him squirm with excitement. For a moment Sungmin was gone but before he could even register where he went, he was there again but with a tube of lube in his hand. He kissed Kyuhyun and handed him the tube.
“I want you” he purred against maknae’s lips and then moaned when Kyuhyun immediately unscrewed it, poured the cold substance onto his fingers and placed them just against Sungmin’s entrance.
Sungmin was hovering above Kyuhyun, supporting himself with hands clutched to his lover’s arms. When the tip of the first finger slipped inside of him he moaned soundlessly. It was not painful, rather weird but still pleasant. Second finger was more painful, as the rings of muscles were too tensed but with the soothing words murmured against Sungmin’s lips, he finally relaxed. Thrusting his fingers in and out, Kyuhyun watched in awe the elder’s flushed face. It seemed like he suddenly brushed his prostate because Sungmin tensed, his toes curling and moaned like never before.
“There, Kyuhyun” he purred. “Please…”
Only watching him was too painful for Kyuhyun so he took out his fingers, making his lover moan at the loss, and poured the cold lube onto his swollen cock. He hissed slightly and positioned himself.
“Ride me” Kyuhyun murmured in husky voice.
Only those two words made Sungmin shiver and the feeling in the pitch of his stomach raised. He took Kyuhyun’s member with one hand and slowly lowered himself onto it.
Maknae closed his eyes hard, trying not to flip them around and start thrusting violently. He wanted Sungmin to take the control, at least for now, so he could accustom to this feeling. He didn’t want to hurt him. But then Sungmin started to thrust his hips, up and down, up and down and it made Kyuhyun moan. He placed his hands on his hyung’s hips and thrusted too. Sungmin’s reaction was immediate - he arched and opened his mouth with a scream, which could only meant that Kyuhyun hit his prostate again.
Maknae carefully pushed Sungmin on his back and started thrusting, as deep as he could. His lover was scratching his back with his nails, meeting his thrust and moaning into his mouth. Sungmin’s black hair was plastered to his forehead, his cheeks were blushed and his fingers were now tugging at Kyuhyun’s hair.
“Kyu, faster” Sungmin didn’t have enough energy to even whisper so instead he breathed it into Kyuhyun’s mouth and locked their lips in another hot kiss.
Kyuhyun took abandoned throbbing Sungmin’s member in his hand and started pumping him in the rhythm of his thrusts. It was soon too much for the other to bear so he came hard with Kyuhyun’s name on his tongue. Feeling the pressure on his cock, Kyuhyun came too, deep inside of Sungmin seeing nothing but white. They didn’t stop the sloppy kisses but lay on the bed next to each other and cuddled among the scattered sheets.
***
The next day Yesung cornered Kyuhyun in the bathroom and asked him how did he do that Sungmin came to him willingly, on his own. Amused maknae only smirked and answered him.
“It’s an art of seduction, hyung” he patted his hyung’s shoulder and wished him good luck with his prey.
Paring : KyuMin, not-so-ninja!YeWook
Rating : NC-17
Genre : smut
Disclaimer : I own myself?
Summary : That morning is not like Kyuhyun imagined. But the next night is.
This is a sequel for “What are you reading?”
A/N : OMG, guys. I have to say - you’re awesome! I mean, an hour after I published the “What are you reading?” fic there was a few comments already. But today I woke up and thought “Oh, maybe there will be 3 or 4 more comments” BUT 16?! 8D You don’t know how happy I am XD And the comments keep going <3 So, many of you demanded a sequel. I had to write it quickly because today my parents are bringing the Christmas tree and I will be decorating it but I didn’t want you to wait :D And for now - plot twist! 8D
Every one who demanded sequel - NOW COMMENT XD
Oh, and this is my very first REAL smut. So, you know, tell me if it's a fail XD
Sungmin woke up and yawned. He glanced at the clock standing on the bedside table. It was 7a.m. Sunday. He sighed and winced. He thought he didn’t drink too much last night but apparently it was not true. His head hurt and his mouth was dry. Sungmin didn’t want to move so he just lay there, on the bed, with his eyes closed. Until he heard a muffled murmur.
He stiffened and opened his eyes. It was weird. He could see his bed on the other side of the room. He knew it was his because it had pink covers. So the question was where was he laying?!
Of course there was only one possible answer. He was still in his room. So he must have ended in Kyuhyun’s bed. He turned to the side and froze. Beside him there lay on his stomach the maknae. Without a shirt and only his hips covered. Sungmin swallowed hard.
Do not panic.
But it was hard to tear his gaze from the curve of Kyuhyun’s spine and that pale back. Maknae’s dark hair was ruffled, his lips slightly parted and cheeks marked with soft blush. Sungmin couldn’t move because that view made him want. A pure want.
He knew what happened last night. They were talking about fan fictions. And then suddenly they were making out on Kyuhyun’s bed. That was it. No sex. Well, only jerking off. It would be too much for them but they still were aroused that time so they had to do something with that.
Remembering the feeling of Kyuhyun’s firm grip on his member, Sungmin yelped and almost fall from the bed. He stiffened again when he heard Kyuhyun murmur something under his nose. He watched him shift but maknae didn’t wake up. Sungmin quickly got up from the bed and snatched his cloths from the floor. He dressed himself up and with a final glance at Kyuhyun’s sleeping form (and his sexy back) he left the room.
***
It was not like he regretted it. Fuck. It was the best way he could end up spending that night. But it was awkward. They weren’t in love with each other. They didn’t date. It was only a silly curiosity and long time not having some. Only lust.
But the image of those dark eyes, they were haunting him, making him shiver. And regretting they didn’t go further.
His thoughts were interrupted by Yesung’s appearance. His hyung walked through the door, visibly exhausted and in pain. His black hair was messed and he had bangs under his eyes. It seemed like Yesung didn’t even notice him, he only walked straight to the cupboard and started looking for some pills.
“Morning, Yesungie-hyung” Sungmin decided to speak up.
Yesung jumped and clutched to his heart like he just had a heart attack.
“Sungmin-ah, shit, don’t scare me like that” Yesung groaned and walked to the kitchen table where the younger male was sitting. “Do you know where do we have painkillers?”
He only nodded and got up, taking the pills for his hyung. He reached for the bottle of water and handed it to Yesung. He took his seat again and watched silently as the older male was drinking hungrily. Then he heard sound of footsteps and Ryeowook appeared in the door frame.
“Here you are, hyung” he said cheerfully and made his way to Yesung. He suddenly sat on his laps and locked his arms around his neck. Then he pecked the elder’s cheek and laughed when he heard a groan from him. “In pain?”
Okay. That was weird. Did Sungmin miss something? He frowned and glanced at the pair. They were all love-dovey, cuddling and whispering, and they were never like that. Something must have happened. Not only in his bedroom. Suddenly Ryeowook leaned down and placed a deep kiss on Yesung’s lips.
Now, that was unexpected. It was Ryeowook for fuck’s sake. The eternal maknae, a ball of fluff and sweetness, model of innocence!
“Innocence my ass” Sungmin thought when, he swore, Yesung thrust his tongue down Ryeowook’s throat. “Ekhem, am I interrupting?”
The pair pulled from the kiss and looked with confused faces at Sungmin. Yesung seemed to be more embarrassed than the younger man and it was so weird that Sungmin felt a goosebumps.
“Sorry hyung” Ryeowook smiled. “We just forgot ourselves”
Yeah, I can see that.
“So, what do you guys want for a breakfast?”
***
Kyuhyun woke up half an hour after Sungmin’s departure. He was alone in the bed what made him frown. He looked around the room and found no one. Maknae groaned and turned to lay on his back. He run his fingers through his hair and sighed. Was that it? Now Sungmin will be avoiding him? That was not the plan. He was supposed to wake up beside Kyuhyun, smile gently and cuddle with him. Oh, well. He had to think about another way to get his hyung.
The truth is that last night was just a performance. It was his plan to make Sungmin kiss him. Of course, he didn’t know if Sungmin would do that. But hell, it was worth a try. Then again, he didn’t want it to be just one night. Maybe he couldn’t tell that he loved loved his hyung but there was this need inside him, to hold him and to kiss his lips.
What Kyuhyun wanted, he would just take it.
He got up from the bed and quickly made his way to the drawer. He found his best pants and a black, low V-neck T-shirt. The pants were his tightest ones he had. He knew Sungmin liked those. He could feel his gaze every time he wore them. Once he dressed he left the room and walked to the kitchen where he heard some voices.
When he walked through the door Sungmin, who was standing next to the dishwasher, looked up and froze. First, he saw a pair of long, slim legs, wrapped in those black pants he adored on Kyuhyun. Then his gaze reached a fitting black T-shirt and a bit of his skin. He almost licked his lips while looking at maknae’s collarbones. How he would love to pull Kyuhyun right now close to him and suck this delicious neck. Then Sungmin saw a little red mark on the younger’s Adam apple, a sign of their night together. He blushed and tore his eyes from Kyuhyun.
In the same time Kyuhyun chuckled seeing the hungry look on his hyung’s face. So that meant that there still was something between them. He moved from his spot and walked to stiffened Sungmin, encircled his waist with his arms, then brought him closer and placed a long kiss on the elder’s reddening cheek. He pulled slightly, brushing his nose against that cheek and murmured a sweet “Good morning”.
Sungmin’s heart almost stopped right there. He saw with the corner of his eyes that Yesung and Ryeowook were looking at them curiously but he couldn’t give more shit about that. Kyuhyun’s touch made his skin burn again and those lips… he wished he could have moved a little so their lips could have touched. But instead he was stiff like a stick and couldn’t move.
“You’re killing me, Kyuhyun” his heart yelled. “Come and fuck me right now” his brain begged.
He hold him in his arms only for a second but for Sungmin it felt like ages. He wanted to pull Kyuhyun back and hide his nose in the crook of maknae’s neck. He didn’t do it. Instead he turned his back to him and tried to hide his trembling hands and knees and uneven breath. The memory of the previous night was still so fresh in his mind.
Kyuhyun sat down on the chair at the table and snatched a pancake Ryeowook made, totally ignoring the looks from Yesung and eternal maknae. He was grinning inwardly because Sungmin was caught.
***
For the rest of the day Kyuhyun tried to be as close to Sungmin as he possibly could. Handing him a can of coke, massaging his shoulders a little (which were tensed only because he was doing that), brushing his hands against Sungmin’s or pretending to move him from the way so Kyuhyun could put his hands on his waist. All this little touches were driving Sungmin insane. He was on the edge of madness. So when in the evening, in their shared room, he saw the maknae with only towel on his hips (and with the smirk on his face) he felt that he’d just fallen from that edge.
***
Kyuhyun’s body was still slightly wet, few water drops making their way down his slim body. Sungmin felt his mouth go dry, watching it disappear below the towel. He gulped and raised his eyes only to look straight into those dark orbs. Kyuhyun was watching him intensely. But then he just turned around and opened the drawer, giving Sungmin a lovely view of his naked back. That made the older male excited. He watched in admiration his dongseng’s body and suddenly he felt the urge to touch it.
He was too much in haze to control his movements. Sungmin stood up and slowly walked to Kyuhyun. He reached his hand and brushed his finger down maknae’s spine. Feeling him shiver and froze, Sungmin gathered all the courage he had in him and moved a little closer to plant a soft kiss on Kyuhyun’s neck and shoulder blades.
Kyuhyun bit his lower lip but it was not enough. He turned back, grabbed Sungmin’s arms and pushed him against the wall. He didn’t give him any time to think, just pressed his lips against Sungmin’s ones. He immediately melted and moved closer, seeking for a friction. His hyung responded eagerly, pressing himself hard to Kyuhyun’s body, kissing furiously, arms encircling his neck and fingers brushing through his still wet hair. Even though they didn’t want to, they had to pull away to catch their breath. Kyuhyun’s lips were still close, close enough to brush them against Sungmin’s, to mingle their hot breaths together. Maknae studied his hyung’s flushed face and closed eyelids and decided that there’s no better sight in the world. He sneaked his hands under Sungmin’s shirt and started rubbing his lower back which made the other sigh.
It was obvious they wanted this. The intensity of their touches was too much.
“About the time” Kyuhyun murmured against Sungmin’s lips.
“Wha-?” the older male opened slightly his eyes and frowned.
“I was wondering how long you will be able to resist” maknae chuckled and kissed him softly. “I thought you regretted it, you know, in the morning, but apparently you do not”
“I just thought that after you experimented you did not want to wake up beside your friend naked” Sungmin pouted and blushed.
“If I didn’t want that I wouldn’t start all this fan fiction thing” Kyuhyun grinned slyly and leaned down to suck on the latter’s neck.
Sungmin frowned and pushed Kyuhyun away.
“What do you mean by that?”
Maknae raised his brow and moved closer to him again.
“Only that I had to do something about my feelings to you but didn’t know how?”
He really wanted to be angry with Kyuhyun. It all turned out to be only some play of his! But Kyuhyun’s hands on his body was too good to give up on it.
“So you… love me?” Sungmin cupped maknae’s cheeks and looked into his eyes.
“I can’t say… that” he sighed, answering. “But there is something”
The silence filled the room and Sungmin didn’t know what to say. His dongseng, the evil maknae, felt something for him? The world was ending.
“I know” Kyuhyun suddenly spoke up. “I know you don’t feel the same. But you want me right now, right?”
Sungmin thought for a while, staring at Kyuhyun’s face, his darks eyes, messed hair, swollen lips.
“Yeah, I want it” he finally said. “I want you”
“At least that’s a start” the younger male leaned down and once again captured his lips.
They stumbled back, trying to reach one of the beds while their tongues fought for dominance. Sungmin moaned when Kyuhyun sucked on his tongue and let himself be pushed down onto the mattress. It was different from the previous night. This time it was Kyuhyun who was on top and Sungmin thought that he will go crazy if maknae won’t stop rubbing his hips against his. They didn’t stop kissing even when they tried to take Sungmin’s clothes. He winced as Kyuhyun’s fingers brushed against his still clothed erected member, making him shiver and pant. The younger male smirked and took off his pants together with his boxers.
The cold air hit Sungmin’s tights and hips but only for a while. Kyuhyun immediately pushed himself down, making his towel rub against his hyung’s crotch. Sungmin moaned loudly and covered his mouth at once. But Kyuhyun pulled his hands and pinned them above Sungmin’s head. He started thrusting his hips to give his lover’s member a needed friction. But then Sungmin wrested one of his hands from his grip and snatched the towel away from Kyuhyun’s hips.
They both moaned feeling the skin contact. Sungmin raised his head and searched for the younger’s lips, licking and nipping at them. It was just like the last night. And that’s why Sungmin wanted it to be different this time. He gathered his strength and pushed Kyuhyun on his back. Straddling his hips with his tights he arched seductively and pleased with himself looked at Kyuhyun’s hungry gaze. Maknae’s hands were on his ass, squeezing it and sometimes roaming way down his tights. The room felt so hot Sungmin thought he would melt anytime.
Sungmin leaned down and started placing soft kisses on Kyuhyun’s chest and stomach, making him shift with anticipation. Teasing him was surely fun. The older male pushed himself down and stopped just in front of maknae’s throbbing member. He blew a stream of hot breath on it and giggled, trying to prevent Kyuhyun’s hips from thrusting in his face. He then took the tip of his cock into his mouth and licked.
Kyuhyun closed his eyes and bit his lip. He wanted just to thrust his hips hard, making Sungmin take him all but he knew he couldn’t. It was better for Sungmin to take control.
Sungmin withdrew his lips and licked whole length, pressing his tongue hard against it. He’d never done something like this before but he was a men too. He knew what he would like to receive himself. Without second thoughts he took the whole member in his mouth. Sungmin bobbed his head and sucked, trying not to scratch Kyuhyun’s cock with his teeth. He pinned down maknae’s hips and loosened his throat to take him as deep as he could. He almost gagged but the feeling of throbbing member in his mouth was worth it. And arching and moaning shamelessly Kyuhyun was too.
When Kyuhyun felt the beginnings of his climax, Sungmin’s mouth disappeared and he felt them on his own lips. He could feel himself on his tongue and that made him squirm with excitement. For a moment Sungmin was gone but before he could even register where he went, he was there again but with a tube of lube in his hand. He kissed Kyuhyun and handed him the tube.
“I want you” he purred against maknae’s lips and then moaned when Kyuhyun immediately unscrewed it, poured the cold substance onto his fingers and placed them just against Sungmin’s entrance.
Sungmin was hovering above Kyuhyun, supporting himself with hands clutched to his lover’s arms. When the tip of the first finger slipped inside of him he moaned soundlessly. It was not painful, rather weird but still pleasant. Second finger was more painful, as the rings of muscles were too tensed but with the soothing words murmured against Sungmin’s lips, he finally relaxed. Thrusting his fingers in and out, Kyuhyun watched in awe the elder’s flushed face. It seemed like he suddenly brushed his prostate because Sungmin tensed, his toes curling and moaned like never before.
“There, Kyuhyun” he purred. “Please…”
Only watching him was too painful for Kyuhyun so he took out his fingers, making his lover moan at the loss, and poured the cold lube onto his swollen cock. He hissed slightly and positioned himself.
“Ride me” Kyuhyun murmured in husky voice.
Only those two words made Sungmin shiver and the feeling in the pitch of his stomach raised. He took Kyuhyun’s member with one hand and slowly lowered himself onto it.
Maknae closed his eyes hard, trying not to flip them around and start thrusting violently. He wanted Sungmin to take the control, at least for now, so he could accustom to this feeling. He didn’t want to hurt him. But then Sungmin started to thrust his hips, up and down, up and down and it made Kyuhyun moan. He placed his hands on his hyung’s hips and thrusted too. Sungmin’s reaction was immediate - he arched and opened his mouth with a scream, which could only meant that Kyuhyun hit his prostate again.
Maknae carefully pushed Sungmin on his back and started thrusting, as deep as he could. His lover was scratching his back with his nails, meeting his thrust and moaning into his mouth. Sungmin’s black hair was plastered to his forehead, his cheeks were blushed and his fingers were now tugging at Kyuhyun’s hair.
“Kyu, faster” Sungmin didn’t have enough energy to even whisper so instead he breathed it into Kyuhyun’s mouth and locked their lips in another hot kiss.
Kyuhyun took abandoned throbbing Sungmin’s member in his hand and started pumping him in the rhythm of his thrusts. It was soon too much for the other to bear so he came hard with Kyuhyun’s name on his tongue. Feeling the pressure on his cock, Kyuhyun came too, deep inside of Sungmin seeing nothing but white. They didn’t stop the sloppy kisses but lay on the bed next to each other and cuddled among the scattered sheets.
***
The next day Yesung cornered Kyuhyun in the bathroom and asked him how did he do that Sungmin came to him willingly, on his own. Amused maknae only smirked and answered him.
“It’s an art of seduction, hyung” he patted his hyung’s shoulder and wished him good luck with his prey.