[FanFic] Of Statements and Stage Kisses
Title: Of Statements and Stage Kisses
Pairing: Heechul/Sungmin
Rating: NC-17 for smut
Summary: Heechul wonders if Sungmin was lying when he said he hated kissing him on stage...
Disclaimer: I don't own Super Junior... just this fic.
A/N: BETA-ed by keisatsu .
Their lips touched if only for an instant before Sungmin pulled away to continue playing. Heechul turned to face the crowd, his tongue darting out to lick his bottom lip. He continued on with the performance as usual, pretending that the kiss was just as they had stated to the press - just a stage kiss, a touch of the lips.
“Heechul-hyung likes that type of performance,” Sungmin had told the press afterwards. That kiss seemed to mean so little to him. In fact, Sungmin said that he had hated it. It wasn’t fun for him and he only did it for his hyung as a favor.
But as Heechul sat in front of his computer watching their kiss play on a fancam he had come across, he couldn’t help but wonder if Sungmin was lying. For Heechul, he knew he had felt something when his feline-like lips pressed against Sungmin’s feminine ones. He felt it even now as he sat there watching the video. It was a warm feeling that sent shivers all over his body, making him want more and more of those lips.
There it was. That face. Heechul paused and looked closely at Sungmin. There was a look in the other’s eye as he pulled away that Heechul recognized. Lust. He couldn’t mistake that look. After all, it was the same look he gave the younger member every time his eyes wandered over his body ever since that performance, imagining what it would feel like to have those lips pressed against other parts of his body.
Heechul couldn’t take it any longer. He had to know the truth.
“Sungmin-ah!” He shouted loudly as he stormed through the door of Sungmin’s room, slamming it shut behind him, “You’re a goddamn liar!”
Sungmin looked up from his music, his guitar in his lap, and over at Heechul. “Hyung, what....?” He watched confused as the older boy came to stand in front of him, leaning over him with a finger pointed in his direction.
“You liked our kiss! Admit it! You liked it!”
Sungmin sighed, putting down his guitar and looking back up at the hovering Heechul. “I never said I didn’t.”
Heechul’s mouth dropped open. “WHAT?! TO HELL YOU DIDN’T! You practically told the entire world you hated it!”
“Yes, I told the world I hated it but I never once came up to you and said, ‘Heechul, I didn’t like that kiss. Let’s never do that again.’ I only told the press to protect you like you told them it was just a stage kiss to protect me,” Sungmin explained as he lifted a hand and let it caress Heechul’s cheek.
His soft fingers traced the elder’s jawline softly before moving to trace his sensuous pink lips. “I didn’t like our kiss. I loved it.”
Sungmin grabbed Heechul’s face with both of his hands and pulled it down to his, smashing their lips together. Heechul lost his balance and fell on top of the other on the bed. His brain was swimming. This wasn’t how he had imagined this going but, hell, he wasn’t going to complain. Sungmin’s lips on his felt like an orgasm. They felt so damn good, he just couldn’t get enough.
A moan escaped the smaller boy as Heechul plunged his needy tongue into his mouth. Sungmin’s arms wrapped around Heechul’s neck, his fingers threading themselves in his silky smooth hair.
Heechul pulled away to remove their shirts. Sungmin smirked and took this opportunity to switch their positions. He rolled Heechul over on his back and climbed on top of the surprised, but thrilled, older boy.
“Sungmin, what?”
“Shhh, hyung! You’re always so noisy!” Sungmin pressed his lips teasingly to Heechul’s lips and pulled away quickly. He reached over and grabbed a cord from off his music stand and used it to tie Heechul’s hands to the bedpost. His lips pressed against Heechul’s again, teeth nibbling his bottom lip.
Sungmin reached into the elders pants and stroked his erect cock. Heechul moaned and bucked his hips forward causing Sungmin’s smirk to grow. His kisses traveled down Heechul’s body, stopping to tease the boy’s nipples with his tongue, and continued their way down while his hand stroked Heechul's hardness.
He undid Heechul’s zipper and stripped the older boy of his pants and boxers before doing the same to himself. He lowered his head to Heechul’s cock as the older boy watched. His lips pressed gently and kissed the head of Heechul’s erection, tongue darting out to tease the slit. Heechul moaned loudly, bucking his hips again. Sungmin chuckled, his hot breath around Heechul’s cock sending shivers up the boy’s spine.
“Fuck, Sungmin!” Heechul groaned, struggling against the cord, “Just do it... do it now!”
Sungmin took the head of his erection in his mouth and then slid down his length, teeth barely grazing the sensitive skin of Heechul’s cock. Heechul threw his head back against the headboard and groaned loudly. “Yes.... yes....”
Sungmin began to move. His speed increased once Heechul started panting for him to do so. The older bucked his hips up into Sungmin’s mouth, the feeling of Sungmin’s warm mouth around his erected cock just as orgasmic as the sight of his lips around it was.
But the warm feeling was gone all too soon as Sungmin released Heechul’s cock. His lips pressed against Heechul’s, and Heechul could taste some of himself on Sungmin.
“I looked good just then, didn’t I, hyung? I bet I looked good, my lips around your cock, taking you fully in my mouth. But just imagine how good I would look...” Sungmin moaned in Heechul’s ear as he ground their erections together, “...how good i would look screaming your name as you pound into me...”
Sungmin bit Heechul’s earlobe as he released the older boy from his restraints. Heechul took no time in flipping Sungmin over on his back and spreading the boy’s legs. He pushed into Sungmin hard, causing the younger boy to writhe underneath him, screaming. Heechul wrapped a hand around Sungmin’s cock and stroked it to help calm the other down.
Once Sungmin had adjusted to having Heechul side of him, the older boy began to move, his thrusts quickening each time and hand pumping Sungmin’s cock simultaneously. He repositioned his hips and thrust back into Sungmin hard, knowing he had hit that sensitive bundle of nerves inside the other boy when his back arched and Heechul’s name came screaming from his lips.
Sungmin was the first to hit his orgasm, back arching off the bed again as he spilled himself in Heechul’s hand and all over his chest, screaming Heechul’s name. Heechul followed instantly after, having heard his name coming from those erotic lips being too much for him to handle. His warm come filled Sungmin’s body before he pulled out and slumped onto the bed next to the smaller boy.
They lay there panting for a few moments, both coming down from their highs before Heechul turned towards the other.
“You have the most beautiful lips I have ever seen,” Heechul remarked, reaching out a finger to trace them.
“And you have the girliest,” Sungmin replied, kissing Heechul’s finger.
“But you love them either way.”
“I do.”
Heechul smiled and kissed Sungmin’s forehead before both drifted off into a deep sleep.
Pairing: Heechul/Sungmin
Rating: NC-17 for smut
Summary: Heechul wonders if Sungmin was lying when he said he hated kissing him on stage...
Disclaimer: I don't own Super Junior... just this fic.
A/N: BETA-ed by keisatsu .
Their lips touched if only for an instant before Sungmin pulled away to continue playing. Heechul turned to face the crowd, his tongue darting out to lick his bottom lip. He continued on with the performance as usual, pretending that the kiss was just as they had stated to the press - just a stage kiss, a touch of the lips.
“Heechul-hyung likes that type of performance,” Sungmin had told the press afterwards. That kiss seemed to mean so little to him. In fact, Sungmin said that he had hated it. It wasn’t fun for him and he only did it for his hyung as a favor.
But as Heechul sat in front of his computer watching their kiss play on a fancam he had come across, he couldn’t help but wonder if Sungmin was lying. For Heechul, he knew he had felt something when his feline-like lips pressed against Sungmin’s feminine ones. He felt it even now as he sat there watching the video. It was a warm feeling that sent shivers all over his body, making him want more and more of those lips.
There it was. That face. Heechul paused and looked closely at Sungmin. There was a look in the other’s eye as he pulled away that Heechul recognized. Lust. He couldn’t mistake that look. After all, it was the same look he gave the younger member every time his eyes wandered over his body ever since that performance, imagining what it would feel like to have those lips pressed against other parts of his body.
Heechul couldn’t take it any longer. He had to know the truth.
“Sungmin-ah!” He shouted loudly as he stormed through the door of Sungmin’s room, slamming it shut behind him, “You’re a goddamn liar!”
Sungmin looked up from his music, his guitar in his lap, and over at Heechul. “Hyung, what....?” He watched confused as the older boy came to stand in front of him, leaning over him with a finger pointed in his direction.
“You liked our kiss! Admit it! You liked it!”
Sungmin sighed, putting down his guitar and looking back up at the hovering Heechul. “I never said I didn’t.”
Heechul’s mouth dropped open. “WHAT?! TO HELL YOU DIDN’T! You practically told the entire world you hated it!”
“Yes, I told the world I hated it but I never once came up to you and said, ‘Heechul, I didn’t like that kiss. Let’s never do that again.’ I only told the press to protect you like you told them it was just a stage kiss to protect me,” Sungmin explained as he lifted a hand and let it caress Heechul’s cheek.
His soft fingers traced the elder’s jawline softly before moving to trace his sensuous pink lips. “I didn’t like our kiss. I loved it.”
Sungmin grabbed Heechul’s face with both of his hands and pulled it down to his, smashing their lips together. Heechul lost his balance and fell on top of the other on the bed. His brain was swimming. This wasn’t how he had imagined this going but, hell, he wasn’t going to complain. Sungmin’s lips on his felt like an orgasm. They felt so damn good, he just couldn’t get enough.
A moan escaped the smaller boy as Heechul plunged his needy tongue into his mouth. Sungmin’s arms wrapped around Heechul’s neck, his fingers threading themselves in his silky smooth hair.
Heechul pulled away to remove their shirts. Sungmin smirked and took this opportunity to switch their positions. He rolled Heechul over on his back and climbed on top of the surprised, but thrilled, older boy.
“Sungmin, what?”
“Shhh, hyung! You’re always so noisy!” Sungmin pressed his lips teasingly to Heechul’s lips and pulled away quickly. He reached over and grabbed a cord from off his music stand and used it to tie Heechul’s hands to the bedpost. His lips pressed against Heechul’s again, teeth nibbling his bottom lip.
Sungmin reached into the elders pants and stroked his erect cock. Heechul moaned and bucked his hips forward causing Sungmin’s smirk to grow. His kisses traveled down Heechul’s body, stopping to tease the boy’s nipples with his tongue, and continued their way down while his hand stroked Heechul's hardness.
He undid Heechul’s zipper and stripped the older boy of his pants and boxers before doing the same to himself. He lowered his head to Heechul’s cock as the older boy watched. His lips pressed gently and kissed the head of Heechul’s erection, tongue darting out to tease the slit. Heechul moaned loudly, bucking his hips again. Sungmin chuckled, his hot breath around Heechul’s cock sending shivers up the boy’s spine.
“Fuck, Sungmin!” Heechul groaned, struggling against the cord, “Just do it... do it now!”
Sungmin took the head of his erection in his mouth and then slid down his length, teeth barely grazing the sensitive skin of Heechul’s cock. Heechul threw his head back against the headboard and groaned loudly. “Yes.... yes....”
Sungmin began to move. His speed increased once Heechul started panting for him to do so. The older bucked his hips up into Sungmin’s mouth, the feeling of Sungmin’s warm mouth around his erected cock just as orgasmic as the sight of his lips around it was.
But the warm feeling was gone all too soon as Sungmin released Heechul’s cock. His lips pressed against Heechul’s, and Heechul could taste some of himself on Sungmin.
“I looked good just then, didn’t I, hyung? I bet I looked good, my lips around your cock, taking you fully in my mouth. But just imagine how good I would look...” Sungmin moaned in Heechul’s ear as he ground their erections together, “...how good i would look screaming your name as you pound into me...”
Sungmin bit Heechul’s earlobe as he released the older boy from his restraints. Heechul took no time in flipping Sungmin over on his back and spreading the boy’s legs. He pushed into Sungmin hard, causing the younger boy to writhe underneath him, screaming. Heechul wrapped a hand around Sungmin’s cock and stroked it to help calm the other down.
Once Sungmin had adjusted to having Heechul side of him, the older boy began to move, his thrusts quickening each time and hand pumping Sungmin’s cock simultaneously. He repositioned his hips and thrust back into Sungmin hard, knowing he had hit that sensitive bundle of nerves inside the other boy when his back arched and Heechul’s name came screaming from his lips.
Sungmin was the first to hit his orgasm, back arching off the bed again as he spilled himself in Heechul’s hand and all over his chest, screaming Heechul’s name. Heechul followed instantly after, having heard his name coming from those erotic lips being too much for him to handle. His warm come filled Sungmin’s body before he pulled out and slumped onto the bed next to the smaller boy.
They lay there panting for a few moments, both coming down from their highs before Heechul turned towards the other.
“You have the most beautiful lips I have ever seen,” Heechul remarked, reaching out a finger to trace them.
“And you have the girliest,” Sungmin replied, kissing Heechul’s finger.
“But you love them either way.”
“I do.”
Heechul smiled and kissed Sungmin’s forehead before both drifted off into a deep sleep.