#15: Lick, HanChul
Title; The Impossible Task of Napping
Fandom/Pairing; Kim Heechul/Han Geng (theme #15 lick)
Rating; PG-13
Summary; All Hankyung wants is a nap. But that's not gonna work out with Heechul around.
Author's Note; This theme makes me so happy. Why? Because it's HanChul, and the word for the theme just implies dirty things. Yet, I didn't want this to be smut. It's still good, I hope. HanChul is wonderful. This might get a dirtier sequel, if I want it to, haha. Enjoy the silliness.
All Hankyung had wanted that afternoon was a nice hour-long nap, undisturbed, completely alone. Just this one time, and then he could go back to the craziness of his fellow members.
But that wasn’t going to work out, was it?
How, when you’ve got thirteen other men running around doing their shenanigans and what not, screaming at each other or laughing their asses off or yelling at the TV (or your game, if you’re Kyuhyun)?
As if the world was trying to make it next to impossible for him to sleep any more than twenty minutes, Hankyung soon heard all the other members shouting even louder, panicking about where their lovable Chinese member had run off to.
Had it really taken them twenty minutes to realize that he’d disappeared?
Soon it was twenty-two minutes, and no one had even barged into Hankyung and Heechul’s room yet to see if he was there. Leeteuk was hushing and calming them like the umma he was, telling all the other panicked members-except Kibum, who almost never seemed outwardly anxious-that Hankyung was fine and he knew where he was.
Sighing, Hankyung closed his eyes again when the twelve other men started to settle. He’d try for an hour again, although his alarm clock known as Leeteuk was set for what was left of his previous hour. Sadly, it’d dwindled down to thirty-five minutes.
Falling asleep was much easier now with the lull in conversation outside the door and the lowered hum of the TV. Maybe Leeteuk had told them that Hankyung was trying to sleep, and they all took the hint to be quiet for just a bit so they wouldn’t disturb him.
But there was one other member who Hankyung knew would never have any guilt in disturbing him. He hadn’t even thought about his nap being cut short by the other member.
At least, not until he felt something warm and wet gliding up his chest.
Hankyung’s eyes snapped open, widening when he saw the round bulge underneath his shirt. At first he thought he was having a nightmare and he’d grown some kind of deformity, but then he realized that he was awake, and that it was not what he thought it was.
Of course, it was Heechul.
“Well then…this is an interesting way to wake up.”
The ‘deformity’ under his shirt chuckled darkly, licking him again.
“What are you doing?” Hankyung tried to squirm away to the side, but it proved to be useless. He was used to Heechul’s extreme closeness, since he tended to sit on him, lean on him, hug him, and kiss him on the cheek a lot. But this? This was definitely a new one.
“Trying to get you to play with me!” Heechul threw his arms around Hankyung, with his head still under the Chinese man’s shirt.
“By licking me?”
“Well, it worked, didn’t it? You’re awake now.”
Hankyung was still completely weirded out by finding the older man under his shirt, licking his chest, and now he was wondering why Heechul was still there. And why his head was still underneath his shirt.
And he wasn’t sure how to get out of it.
He couldn’t inch upwards, since his head was already against the backboard of his bed, and there wasn’t really any telling of what Heechul might do if his head got closer to the hem of Hankyung’s pants. Well, he had at least one guess, but he wasn’t in the mood to try fighting off a sexually frustrated Heechul.
“You taste like chocolate, by the way.”
Hankyung furrowed his eyebrows. “I’ll be sure to keep that in mind. Can you not be under my shirt anymore?”
“Hannie, why?” Heechul whined. “It’s not like you don’t like it. I can feel your heart pounding.”
And that only made his head pound faster. He cleared his throat. “Because…I want to sleep.”
“You can sleep with me here, can’t you?” Heechul tightened his hold, rubbing his cheek against Hankyung’s chest.
“You said you wanted to play, though,” Hankyung couldn’t help but notice how dirty that sounded. He shook his head, the thoughts going away as he let out a deep breath.
“I do…”
“Can we play later?” he had to fight out more dirty thoughts. Why were they even going through his head in the first place? He’d been in awkward and slightly sexual situations with Heechul before, and he was perfectly fine. He’d even went without clothes in front of Heechul before, and he was perfectly fine. But now he felt like he was going to fall apart any minute.
Hankyung lifted his shirt up, realizing that doing so was a bad idea when Heechul looked up at him from underneath his lashes.
Oh, Jesus…
Hankyung gulped. “C-Can we…play later?” he repeated, although he internally regretted saying it out loud again. Dirty thoughts were now owning his mind.
Heechul tilted his head to the side. “You promise?”
“Uh, yeah,” he nodded quickly.
“Yay!” Heechul sat up before swiftly planting a kiss on Hankyung’s cheek.
He skipped out of the room, stopping at the threshold and turning around to face his friend. “Enjoy your nap, Hannie!” His voice suddenly dropped what seemed like a few octaves, taking on a sultry tone. “I’ll be back.”
Hankyung smiled, trying to keep calm, when inside, his stomach was doing about ten flips per second. Once the door closed, he smacked his palm to his forehead before flipping himself over and groaning into his pillow.
Fandom/Pairing; Kim Heechul/Han Geng (theme #15 lick)
Rating; PG-13
Summary; All Hankyung wants is a nap. But that's not gonna work out with Heechul around.
Author's Note; This theme makes me so happy. Why? Because it's HanChul, and the word for the theme just implies dirty things. Yet, I didn't want this to be smut. It's still good, I hope. HanChul is wonderful. This might get a dirtier sequel, if I want it to, haha. Enjoy the silliness.
All Hankyung had wanted that afternoon was a nice hour-long nap, undisturbed, completely alone. Just this one time, and then he could go back to the craziness of his fellow members.
But that wasn’t going to work out, was it?
How, when you’ve got thirteen other men running around doing their shenanigans and what not, screaming at each other or laughing their asses off or yelling at the TV (or your game, if you’re Kyuhyun)?
As if the world was trying to make it next to impossible for him to sleep any more than twenty minutes, Hankyung soon heard all the other members shouting even louder, panicking about where their lovable Chinese member had run off to.
Had it really taken them twenty minutes to realize that he’d disappeared?
Soon it was twenty-two minutes, and no one had even barged into Hankyung and Heechul’s room yet to see if he was there. Leeteuk was hushing and calming them like the umma he was, telling all the other panicked members-except Kibum, who almost never seemed outwardly anxious-that Hankyung was fine and he knew where he was.
Sighing, Hankyung closed his eyes again when the twelve other men started to settle. He’d try for an hour again, although his alarm clock known as Leeteuk was set for what was left of his previous hour. Sadly, it’d dwindled down to thirty-five minutes.
Falling asleep was much easier now with the lull in conversation outside the door and the lowered hum of the TV. Maybe Leeteuk had told them that Hankyung was trying to sleep, and they all took the hint to be quiet for just a bit so they wouldn’t disturb him.
But there was one other member who Hankyung knew would never have any guilt in disturbing him. He hadn’t even thought about his nap being cut short by the other member.
At least, not until he felt something warm and wet gliding up his chest.
Hankyung’s eyes snapped open, widening when he saw the round bulge underneath his shirt. At first he thought he was having a nightmare and he’d grown some kind of deformity, but then he realized that he was awake, and that it was not what he thought it was.
Of course, it was Heechul.
“Well then…this is an interesting way to wake up.”
The ‘deformity’ under his shirt chuckled darkly, licking him again.
“What are you doing?” Hankyung tried to squirm away to the side, but it proved to be useless. He was used to Heechul’s extreme closeness, since he tended to sit on him, lean on him, hug him, and kiss him on the cheek a lot. But this? This was definitely a new one.
“Trying to get you to play with me!” Heechul threw his arms around Hankyung, with his head still under the Chinese man’s shirt.
“By licking me?”
“Well, it worked, didn’t it? You’re awake now.”
Hankyung was still completely weirded out by finding the older man under his shirt, licking his chest, and now he was wondering why Heechul was still there. And why his head was still underneath his shirt.
And he wasn’t sure how to get out of it.
He couldn’t inch upwards, since his head was already against the backboard of his bed, and there wasn’t really any telling of what Heechul might do if his head got closer to the hem of Hankyung’s pants. Well, he had at least one guess, but he wasn’t in the mood to try fighting off a sexually frustrated Heechul.
“You taste like chocolate, by the way.”
Hankyung furrowed his eyebrows. “I’ll be sure to keep that in mind. Can you not be under my shirt anymore?”
“Hannie, why?” Heechul whined. “It’s not like you don’t like it. I can feel your heart pounding.”
And that only made his head pound faster. He cleared his throat. “Because…I want to sleep.”
“You can sleep with me here, can’t you?” Heechul tightened his hold, rubbing his cheek against Hankyung’s chest.
“You said you wanted to play, though,” Hankyung couldn’t help but notice how dirty that sounded. He shook his head, the thoughts going away as he let out a deep breath.
“I do…”
“Can we play later?” he had to fight out more dirty thoughts. Why were they even going through his head in the first place? He’d been in awkward and slightly sexual situations with Heechul before, and he was perfectly fine. He’d even went without clothes in front of Heechul before, and he was perfectly fine. But now he felt like he was going to fall apart any minute.
Hankyung lifted his shirt up, realizing that doing so was a bad idea when Heechul looked up at him from underneath his lashes.
Oh, Jesus…
Hankyung gulped. “C-Can we…play later?” he repeated, although he internally regretted saying it out loud again. Dirty thoughts were now owning his mind.
Heechul tilted his head to the side. “You promise?”
“Uh, yeah,” he nodded quickly.
“Yay!” Heechul sat up before swiftly planting a kiss on Hankyung’s cheek.
He skipped out of the room, stopping at the threshold and turning around to face his friend. “Enjoy your nap, Hannie!” His voice suddenly dropped what seemed like a few octaves, taking on a sultry tone. “I’ll be back.”
Hankyung smiled, trying to keep calm, when inside, his stomach was doing about ten flips per second. Once the door closed, he smacked his palm to his forehead before flipping himself over and groaning into his pillow.