Sinners
Title: Sinners
Author:
elemila
Pairing: Seungyoon/Zico
Raiting: NC +18
Word count: 196
Length: Drabble / Tweet-fic
Genre: Angst, Smut
Summary: Lust and desire lead you to the way of the sinners
Author's note: I wrote this as gift to my friend Keax, and is very short. Hope you like this, please feel free to comment!
Originally tweeted here
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"My lips touched his, plump red and soft .Even tho he looked like me, he tasted different, intoxicating me while he moaning my name" - Zico.
“His hands touching me possessively, while his eyes - that always were hard and cold - looked at me as I was prey, lust and fire increase inside me. Because even if he looked like me, his hands were different and my skin burned by his touch” - Seungyoon.
They moaned while their breaths were blending, the taste of alcohol intoxicating them, alcohol that led them to do things they should not. With a boner tighten in his pants he rubbed it against him, looking directly to his eyes as waiting for rejection or fear, but it was like looking throw a mirror -not only because their faces were almost the same - it was because the same lust and desire were draw on his eyes, as waiting for more.
“Sinners” people will point out, but he didn’t care anymore, not when the younger opened his legs with a wicked grin over his face and pulled his hair towards him, expecting further contact
“Damn” the older moan and surrendered to sin.
Their sin
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Author:
elemila
Pairing: Seungyoon/Zico
Raiting: NC +18
Word count: 196
Length: Drabble / Tweet-fic
Genre: Angst, Smut
Summary: Lust and desire lead you to the way of the sinners
Author's note: I wrote this as gift to my friend Keax, and is very short. Hope you like this, please feel free to comment!
Originally tweeted here
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"My lips touched his, plump red and soft .Even tho he looked like me, he tasted different, intoxicating me while he moaning my name" - Zico.
“His hands touching me possessively, while his eyes - that always were hard and cold - looked at me as I was prey, lust and fire increase inside me. Because even if he looked like me, his hands were different and my skin burned by his touch” - Seungyoon.
They moaned while their breaths were blending, the taste of alcohol intoxicating them, alcohol that led them to do things they should not. With a boner tighten in his pants he rubbed it against him, looking directly to his eyes as waiting for rejection or fear, but it was like looking throw a mirror -not only because their faces were almost the same - it was because the same lust and desire were draw on his eyes, as waiting for more.
“Sinners” people will point out, but he didn’t care anymore, not when the younger opened his legs with a wicked grin over his face and pulled his hair towards him, expecting further contact
“Damn” the older moan and surrendered to sin.
Their sin
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