015. Lick ; Heechul/Hankyung
Word count : 335
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Of the entire place that he could land his eyes at that particular moment, the only place where Hankyung landed them was Heechul’s unconsciously flirtatious face; licking the ice cream that he forced Hankyung to bought for him precisely three minutes ago.
The thin lips that cupped the top part of the orange ice cream, then moved down to its bottom, the tongue that swirled at the bottom edge of it, the eyes that were closed, as if he was having the best ice cream of all his life. Hankyung knew that it would be wrong for him to think that Heechul was seductive, and he was barely controlling his body then; but seriously man, that usually sarcastic bastard in front of him was literally teasing his manhood. He was being dared by the devil.
Maybe he didn't realise it, but Heechul was looking at him all the time. He chuckled when Hankyung tried to sit up straight, calming his almost bursting tight pant, shivered whenever Hankyung slide his tongue against his upper lips while looking at him, and slowly moaned when Hankyung brushed his bangs to the back, giving him the manly yet horny stares at him.
Heechul couldn’t take it anymore. And Hankyung was surprised, yet delighted; when Heechul dropped the ice cream in between his legs onto the chair he was sitting on, licking his upper lips, pushing it lightly with one of his index finger, and his other hand was unzipping his now really tight pant, huffing;
“Uh-oh, it fell.”
Slowly the horny Chinese guy stood and walked towards the feminine looking man in front of him, and picked up the ice cream from between the shivering legs;
“What a waste.”
Heechul chuckled, and grinned as his hands were groping Hankyung’s crotch all of a sudden, smirking;
“It’s okay, I got something else to be licked.”
Hankyung grinned, and pulled the latter’s chin, licked his lips from side to side. He knew it, it won't be just Heechul who will get the pleasure.
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Of the entire place that he could land his eyes at that particular moment, the only place where Hankyung landed them was Heechul’s unconsciously flirtatious face; licking the ice cream that he forced Hankyung to bought for him precisely three minutes ago.
The thin lips that cupped the top part of the orange ice cream, then moved down to its bottom, the tongue that swirled at the bottom edge of it, the eyes that were closed, as if he was having the best ice cream of all his life. Hankyung knew that it would be wrong for him to think that Heechul was seductive, and he was barely controlling his body then; but seriously man, that usually sarcastic bastard in front of him was literally teasing his manhood. He was being dared by the devil.
Maybe he didn't realise it, but Heechul was looking at him all the time. He chuckled when Hankyung tried to sit up straight, calming his almost bursting tight pant, shivered whenever Hankyung slide his tongue against his upper lips while looking at him, and slowly moaned when Hankyung brushed his bangs to the back, giving him the manly yet horny stares at him.
Heechul couldn’t take it anymore. And Hankyung was surprised, yet delighted; when Heechul dropped the ice cream in between his legs onto the chair he was sitting on, licking his upper lips, pushing it lightly with one of his index finger, and his other hand was unzipping his now really tight pant, huffing;
“Uh-oh, it fell.”
Slowly the horny Chinese guy stood and walked towards the feminine looking man in front of him, and picked up the ice cream from between the shivering legs;
“What a waste.”
Heechul chuckled, and grinned as his hands were groping Hankyung’s crotch all of a sudden, smirking;
“It’s okay, I got something else to be licked.”
Hankyung grinned, and pulled the latter’s chin, licked his lips from side to side. He knew it, it won't be just Heechul who will get the pleasure.
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