Endorphin Effect
Title: Endorphin Effect
Characters: Donghae/Kyuhyun
Author: ElmersGlue128
Rating: NC-17
Length: one-shot
Words: 4,810
Summary: [school!verse] Kyuhyun reluctantly agrees to tutor Lee Donghae, but it’s having a bad effect on him.
Notes: I'm back. Finally^^
He can’t believe he agreed to it, he just can’t. But it’s Sungmin asking and it’s pointless trying go against the guy’s wishes, pointless. Why? Not because he can probably break every bone in the average human body but more horrifically, he can easily and methodically erase Kyuhyun’s saved games since the first truly significant moment in his life within mere seconds.
With a borderline scowl, Kyuhyun watches Sungmin give him a pleased grin before stepping out the bedroom door and into the living room. There’s a flurry of hushed whisperings back and forth for a full minute as Kyuhyun slouches further into his chair, grouchiness already nipping at his toes. He keeps his eyes on the doorway and waits expectantly for an extra second before Sungmin’s dragging someone behind him rather forcibly until they’re both inside.
Immediately backing out before any one of the two starts protesting again, Sungmin gives his roommate a thumbs up and pats his cousin on the back as he rushes out the apartment in a flash. An awkward silence shrouds the entire space as Kyuhyun studies the campus soccer star Lee Donghae and, frankly, he’s not even that impressed. The guy looks kind of spacey and his attention is all over the place.
“I need to pass my classes this quarter or I might lose my position on the soccer team. Sungmin says you’re the best and you’ll help me,” Donghae finally offers a warming smile, completely undeterred under obvious scrutiny.
A prolonged pause - Kyuhyun debates just ending this right now and deal with Sungmin’s wrath later because he feels strangely unnerved having to be around this person already and it’s been less than five minutes. Before Kyuhyun has the chance to answer, Donghae’s already zipping his backpack open and pulling out a set of brand new textbooks.
He drops the pile on Kyuhyun’s lap visibly embarrassed as he states, “I’m completely failing biology right now. Where should we start?”
“These books have never been open, the wrapper is still on them!”
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[texting]
K: Just sent you some extra notes, look them over.
D: thnks! will do it in a little
K: NOW.
D: but im hungry T_T …okokok~
D: uhh…did u realy wnt me 2 look @ Kyu’s Ultimate Gaming World Domination Plan?
K: Wrong file, CLOSE THAT!
D: no, i dont want 2~ u wudnt let me eat
K: CLOSECLOSECLOSECLOSE IT NOW.
D: let me think abt it…no^^
K: Close it and I’ll buy you dinner.
D: realy?! okkky, ill come ovr!
K: Did you delete that file yet?
D: yup, i just did
D: …aftr printing a copy to hang on my wall, hehe
K: Rip that up and throw it away!
D: how cute~ nooooo. c u in a few!
_
D: ramyun is not real dinner!!
K: And you ate it anyways.
D: i stil feel cheated T_T
K: GOOD. Now study.
D: im still hungry. frzen yogurt?
D: with strawberries~
K: Yeah? No. Go back to studying!
D: and blueberries too~
K: No. And stop texting me! I’m sitting in the same room as you.
D: but u wont talk 2 me! it bothers u? i wont stop then~
K: I’m turning my phone on silent.
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D: that was good, admit it^^
K: You were right, that frozen yogurt is AMAZING! It’s like a DRUG
K: I…want more. MORE. Let’s go.
D: but im hafway home alredy…okokok, meet u there. drug addict.
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D: wat r u doing?
K: Game, why?
D: can I come ovr?
K: You want to study on a Saturday night?
D: noo…dont hav my books with me
D: i miss my dad a lot
D: then i just thought of u
K: You can come over any time. You know that, right?
D: thanks, i kno :)
D: im at the door, can hear starcraft from the hallway :D
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D: my final is next week! eek
K: Are you ready for it?
D: yes…? wat do u think?
K: Eh.
D: really?! T_T
K: Of course not, you have me for a tutor after all.
D: ill make u proud!
D: …u like tutoring me, dont u?
K: Going to sleep, good night.
D: u do T_T
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Hiccupping and fumbling indignantly on the ground, Kyuhyun glares vindictively at the conniving shrub that purposefully trips him when he’s minding his own business. He’s just in the middle of demanding a good explanation from the arrogant little thing when familiar laughter wiggles into his head, resounding as it tickles the base of his skull and settling into the very folds of his brain. His eyes blink sluggishly as a foolish grin spreads across his face, letting out a delighted, gargled sound at his revelation of who it is.
“Hello, person!” Kyuhyun announces happily and waves his arms wildly.
“And you’re drunk,” Donghae answers back with a wide smirk, leaning casually against the side of the building wall.
“You’re here!” Kyuhyun exclaims before hitching his head to the side in deep confusion, “Why are you here?”
“You called me 20 minutes ago, remember? You said it was a HUGE emergency,” Donghae says with teasing exaggeration.
Snapping his fingers as he settles more comfortably on the sidewalk and nods enthusiastically, “The apartment won’t let me in and Sungmin is still gone, at least I think…”
“Did you try using your key? You know the little metal thing that goes into the door knob so it’ll unlock?” Donghae asks as he’s moving towards the human lump on the ground.
Attempting to look angry but ending up just pouting heavily, Kyuhyun lets out an indignant huff, “I know what a key is, it refused to work with the knob though. I don’t think they like each other.”
“That sounds serious. Okay, how about I try this time?” Donghae suggests as he holds out his hands, “Come on, let’s go.”
Right away, Kyuhyun slides his own hands into the offered ones and lets himself be pulled to his feet. It takes a lot of work to stay focused and he keeps overcompensating by taking slow, giant steps like moving in slow-motion until he’s dragged through the now opened door. Plopping himself onto a barstool at the kitchen counter, he leans forward predatorily and observes as the other peeks through the fridge and pulls out a bottle of water. Donghae attempts to hand it over only to have him swivel around in his chair so only his back is showing.
Donghae walks all the way around and smacks the other lightly on the arm, “Stop being so naughty, drink this so you can sober up. Why did you drink this much anyways? This is really unlike you-”
Grabbing the bottle but not even bothering to look at it, Kyuhyun places it on the counter behind him with a sly grin, his eyes darkened over, “Pop quiz, what are endorphins?”
“Ah, I read this part the other night! Endorphins are a group of peptide hormones that bind to opiate receptors and are found mainly in the brain. They reduce the sensation of pain and affect emotions, right?” Donghae recites with his eyebrows scrunched and deep in concentration.
“Right, so they make the body feel pleasure,” Kyuhyun murmurs with approval, “Is this…how it works?”
The palm of his warm hand makes first contact with the taunt skin of Donghae’s stomach underneath the thin t-shirt and stays resolvedly in place. He can even feel the other’s surprised gasp catch in the back of his throat and his whole body freeze up in response.
Kyuhyun doesn’t break eye contact and intensifies that nefarious look in his pupils, slowly spreading his fingers apart against the smooth plane and leaving his possessive mark as he starts to trail downwards so his thumb traces over the top button of Donghae’s jeans. Wide-eyed, Donghae takes hold of Kyuhyun’s moving hand and stops anything further from happening.
“You’re drunk, Kyuhyun,” Donghae insists disconcertedly and lets out a sigh of relief when the other compliantly lets his hand fall away.
Instead Kyuhyun smiles innocently as he gets off the chair and stands daringly close, his face turning serious, “I’ve been working on a study, it’s a really interesting one about endorphin levels.”
“Oh, really?” Donghae asks with uncertainty and his eyebrows scrunched up.
“Yeah,” Kyuhyun nods as he drops to his knees and stares upwards with half-lidded eyes, “It’s about the varying effects of physical contact and the levels of chemical response.”
Purposefully, Kyuhyun drags the bottom edge of the cotton t-shirt up pass Donghae’s bellybutton. There’s a brief pause before Kyuhyun is breathing out softly and the tip of his nose nudges along the jeans waistline until his lips take over, placing a ghost of a kiss right there.
His lips make first real contact just as Donghae lets out a shaky exhale and a suppressed groan when Kyuhyun’s palm travel a ways lower and massages the area as he feels something harden underneath his gyrations. Donghae almost forcibly pulls Kyuhyun back up and immediately presses their lips together - his arms wrapping around the other’s neck and waist, pressing their bodies hard against each other’s and the rough fabrics of their pants rubbing gratuitously together.
Kyuhyun blindingly take off the other’s clothes as fast as humanly possible with Donghae’s jacket and shirt messy piles on the floor while he’s free to run the lanky lengths of his arms along Donghae’s bare chest and back and lean biceps. Feeling inexplicably rushed to act before his intoxication disappears leaving only raw nerves, he rips off his own shirt and his suddenly clumsy, jittery fingers fumble to undo his own pants except the harder he tries, the worse his hands are refusing to function correctly.
Donghae stops him and lets out a firm, “No.”
“You don’t want to?” Kyuhyun inquires insecurely and stumbles half a step backwards.
“I want to. Badly,” Donghae emphasizes each word with a heavy, throaty tone, pressing himself against the other’s thigh to illustrate his point and Kyuhyun understands with a relieved grin, nuzzling his lips against Donghae’s neck.
“No, we shouldn’t,” Donghae says with a labored sigh, pulling away from the physical contact and looking torn as he explains, “You’re really drunk, we shouldn’t do this.”
“I know what I’m doing, I know what I want. This,” Kyuhyun insists with a slurred voice as he nibbles on Donghae’s lower lip and his thigh is relentlessly rubbing between the other’s legs.
Suppressing a regrettable groan, Donghae gently but firmly holds either side of Kyuhyun’s shoulders to keep him away at a distance.
“Tell me that tomorrow and maybe I’ll believe you then,” Donghae says with a restrained light-heartedness, “But just in case that doesn’t happen.”
He cups his hand against the other’s cheek and places a slow, deliberate kiss on Kyuhyun’s lips. Pulling back as confused as ever, Donghae slips his shirt and jacket back on. His fingers reach for the front door handle but they become entangled in another set of fingers.
Kyuhyun tugs lightly, his eyes are almost pleading, “Stay. No sex, I promise. Just stay for the night.”
Furrowing his eyebrows, Donghae looks distracted and bites his lips indecisively, “…okay, I’ll stay.”
Immediately, Kyuhyun smiles happily and moves them back to his room digging through his drawers for pajamas before handing over a pair.
“I’m…going to change in the bathroom, I’ll be back,” Donghae says cryptically and disappears just like that.
Kyuhyun changes quickly and falls back onto his bed, staring steadfastly at the ceiling light as the buzz of alcohol still lingers at the outer fringes of his hazed mind. Somewhere there is also clarity, reminders of a rational reality where he doesn’t act this way. He always has behavioral controls for himself. Hating that realization, he shakes his head as if there are marbles inside and he wants them all scrambled up again. Kyuhyun decides sobriety sucks and wobbles back onto his feet to the bathroom, latching onto the door knob and pulling it open.
Letting out a surprised noise, Donghae’s whole body stiffens up and resolvedly not turning around to face the other.
“I-I’m almost done, I’ll be right out,” Donghae says with heightened urgency, “I’ll meet you out there.”
“Are you okay?” Kyuhyun asks, worried as he takes a few steps forward and touches the other’s arm.
“Yeah, I’ll be fine. Just give me a few more minutes, there’s just something I need to take care of right now,” Donghae explains in a rush.
Persistently, Kyuhyun turns the other around to face him and the situation dawns on him very clearly as his eyes wander down to where Donghae’s hand is currently located.
Blushing just noticeably but staring back confrontational and determined, “Like I said, a problem I have to take care of from earlier. There is a point of no return, you know. I just need a few-”
His words are lost the moment Kyuhyun drops to his knees and wraps his mouth around the other’s erection. Donghae lets out a gargled hiss, “K-kyuhyun, stop, you don’t have to-”
Groaning openly, Donghae bites down hard on his lips while his hands blindly feel around behind him until he’s able to lean back against the edge of the sink counter. Kyuhyun curiously tries to swallow the entire shaft of the penis before making his way back down to the very tip, repeating this move a few more times curiously slow adjusting his senses to the unfamiliar touch.
“Kyu, this is killing me-”
The syllable of his next words never makes it out as Kyuhyun more confidently speeds up and Donghae can with mind-numbing clarity feel the silky soft inside walls in contrast to each sweeping swirl of a warm tongue as pre-cum oozes out into the other’s mouth. Panting erratically, Donghae grips onto the other’s shoulders to steady himself as Kyuhyun purses his full lips and rapidly sucks harder and rougher while his free hand rubs up and down the length of a tense thigh. Donghae’s fingers busy themselves in the other’s adorably moppy head of hair just as a deep-throated moan whimpers from his lips, cum spilling out into Kyuhyun’s mouth that he licks away unsure what he’s actually supposed to do.
He’s pulled to his feet and kissed gently.
“Let’s go to bed,” Kyuhyun whispers.
Nodding in agreement, Donghae steps the rest of the way out of his jeans and puts on the pajamas. They settle down and curl up together underneath the sheets and blankets. Kyuhyun falls asleep almost immediately after snuggling into a comfortable position, his forehead resting against the nape of the other’s neck and his finger pads resting against the other’s knuckles.
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It’s barely six am when Donghae wakes up, reluctantly but carefully detaching himself from Kyuhyun’s warm body. He gets dressed and takes a second look at his watch before crouching at the bedside, he smiles and contently studies the troublemaker’s peaceful sleeping expression before leaning in to briefly claim those sexy lips. Going back to the desk, he grabs a pen and scribbles a note on the spare sheet of paper before placing it on the empty side of the bed. Leaving out the room, he softly clicks it shut before heading out.
The searing heat envelops the air and lures him into reluctant consciousness as Kyuhyun drags his arm across his stomach and feels the thin layer of perspiration. Cracking his eyes open, he yawns widely and stretches his limbs out. A rustle of paper against his fingertips and he grabs a hold of the sheet, bringing it closer to his blurred eyes.
Hey sleepyhead, wipe ur drool! I’m heading to classes and practice, wanna meet me afterwards?
Kyuhyun breaks into a ridiculously amorous grin and rubs his face in embarrassment once he clearly remembers every little detail of last night now that the hazy remnants of slumber have dissipated. Catching a glimpse of the alarm clock on his nightstand, he jerks out of bed and dresses hastily before running out the door.
It’s already a little past two, he’s definitely late. He stops briefly at the soccer field and goes straight to the locker room. There’s no one inside except for Donghae sprawled out on a bench reading from his textbook, headphones on booming loud music.
Kyuhyun slips his left hand over the other’s eyes, covering them completely. Smiling instantly, Donghae grabs onto that hand to pull it away but not letting go as he sits up.
Tugging the headphone off so they’re rested around the other’s neck, Kyuhyun chides playfully, “You shouldn’t listen to music that loud, you’ll kill your eardrums.”
Grinning earnestly, Donghae starts swinging their laced hands back and forth lightly, “I had all that extra time waiting for you, I read some more of my bio book. There’s this really interesting experiment I think we should look further into, you know considering your special interest in endorphin responses and all.”
Sheepishly hiding his own embarrassment behind his free hand, Kyuhyun doesn’t notice Donghae standing up and directing Kyuhyun’s back against the row of lockers.
“You’re cute like this,” Donghae comments with a laugh and kisses the bashful smile away. His lips travel to the other’s cheek as he whispers, “The experiment is on the relationship between physical contact, endorphin levels, and high-risk situations. I didn’t really understand the results, I’m worried it’ll be on the test. Maybe we should go over that right now?”
“Sure,” Kyuhyun answers curiously, “You’re gonna have to tell me more, I don’t remember this one.”
“I’ll show you,” Donghae exclaims satisfactorily as he suddenly feels his hand down the other’s pants and takes in Kyuhyun’s shocked expression with amused glee, “Should we start now?”
Kyuhyun lets out a hollow gasp and glances around in a nervous panic before looking back at Donghae’s crazy grin as his fingers stop playing with the boxer band and slips his way underneath.
“The door isn’t locked, can’t be without the janitor’s key,” Donghae contemplates lightly as he takes a firmer grip of the other’s cock and feels the entire length in his grasp, “Anyone can walk in on us right now.”
Just the thought of it sends adrenaline coursing through Kyuhyun like a drug, blood draining completely from his brain and chest and arms until they’re completely numb and as far as he’s currently concerned, totally useless and nonexistent. His pre-cum slicken Donghae’s malleable fingers sliding perpetually up and down to a hastened rhythm, faster than his own hitched breaths as he tremors against the metal lockers. The sweat on his forehead plasters his dark bangs against the upper edges of his half-lidded eyes and Kyuhyun sucks insatiably on the other’s bottom lip to the numbing static of his spiral out of all physical control.
Donghae stops abruptly, waiting for Kyuhyun’s eyes to pop wide open and stare back at him while letting out a frustrated and incomprehensible noise before he whispers inquiringly with the barest hints of devilishness, “Did you just hear that?”
Tense with apprehension, Kyuhyun shakes his head and attempts to peek around the corner to no avail.
“Must be the door opening,” Donghae notes coolly, commencing his steady stroking again and Kyuhyun blanks out of his train of thought as his legs go weak again, too weighted down by how swiftly the gripping waves of gratification returns with a single touch.
“Footsteps, you hear them?” Donghae inquires barely auditable above Kyuhyun’s lack of actual response besides tortured moaning whimpers hardly suppressed by his clenched jaw. At this point, he doesn’t even care if the whole world is watching them right now, the very idea of it utterly titillating at the moment as Donghae jerks him off to an intensified pace and cum flows out uncontrollably.
His body shudders out the final drops and his lips slackens against the other’s into a clumsy kiss before an actual sentence composes itself in his brain and he asks hastily, “Did someone really come in?”
Not answering right away, Donghae raises his eyebrows before rubbing their noses together playfully, “No, but did you want there to be? Should we call up the janitor?”
Letting out a responsive laugh and keeping a mischievous expression on his face, Kyuhyun pulls the other close to him, “I was just thinking, this experiment of yours…the results are still so inconclusive, don’t you think?”
“Ah, I see what you mean,” Donghae catches on quickly and nods in fervent agreement as his shirt comes off followed by Kyuhyun’s.
He drags a wet tongue down Kyuhyun’s neck and a circular path around a hard nipple, pursing his lips and tugging teasingly at it with his teeth. At the same time, he unbuttons those jeans and pulls them down as he makes a streak of random kisses down the other’s toned stomach. He feels the heels of his hands up and down those exposed thighs while looking up at Kyuhyun’s flushed face staring wantonly back down at him.
The pull up is so quick, it makes Donghae a little dizzy as Kyuhyun kisses him desperately and runs fingers across the entire length of his torso. His pants become a pool at his ankles and he lets out a soft hiss to the exposure to the open air. Kyuhyun groans ravenously at the feel of their naked bodies smooth and hot against each other’s as he sucks insatiably on the other’s reddened lips. His hand wraps possessively around Donghae’s hardened cock and strokes in exhilarated observance at the way the other’s face immediately contorts pleasurably to each slight move he makes.
Grinning roguishly, Kyuhyun licks his way across the other’s jaw line and chin to the bottom lip of an open mouth as he sticks his tongue back inside to enthusiastic response. Hit with sudden inspiration at their sticky skin sweaty from the hot humidity, he stumbles as he blindly navigates the two of them pass the lockers until he notices something at the corner of his eye and abruptly changes directions once more. Confused, Donghae finally peers curiously at the direction they’re headed and he almost screeches to a stop realizing they’re getting closer and closer to the door. But it’s too late - pushing Donghae’s back against it, Kyuhyun smirks devilishly with his palms already planted on the other’s hips and making their way further down.
“Someone can open the door right now,” Kyuhyun ponders relishing the fact, excitement pumping through him at how big and round the other’s pupils almost immediately becomes dilated, “Wonder how they’d react bumping into us?”
“This is just evil,” Donghae states short-breathed and equally exhilarated, responding to the other’s licking trail across the curve of his neck and the crevice along his collarbone with a whimper that vibrates against the wooden door.
Which becomes a noisy groan and his fingers tightly grips the metal handle, an ear inevitably pressed against the door and he can hear the shuffling of footsteps off somewhere in the distance. It echoes louder until it blurs under how hard it is to inhale or exhale through the thickly steamed-up air in between them and each touch is a pounding exhilarated panic that squeezes his lungs shut. The outside sounds fade away, it’s someone just passing by and relief floods him.
Just barely comprehensible, Donghae utters out a little desperately, “It’s so hot in here.”
“Follow me,” Kyuhyun murmurs in agreement, backing them up hastily with their hands laced together until both sets of feet land on the cold blue tiles underneath minus socks and shoes littered hastily on the ground.
He’s quick to turn the nearest dial knob and the first icy droplets of water splashes against their skin and the sweat-soaked hair against their foreheads. Donghae’s wide grin is captured in a searing kiss and their tongues battle for dominance while Kyuhyun’s fingers refocus their attention on stroking the other’s erection with hastening speed, pre-cum mixing in against the wet drops across his knuckles.
With urgent necessity, Donghae grabs Kyuhyun’s hands with his own and places them palm-first against the tiled wall so the other’s completely turned around. He nibbles and sucks on Kyuhyun’s earlobe before moving down along the hairline and tracing along his protruding shoulder blades like angel wings with a soothing touch all the way down the spine. Donghae’s arms wrap around and run across erect nipples, playing with them briefly with his spongy thumbs before moving along the rib cage and feeling the quick rise and fall of Kyuhyun’s chest.
With one hand steadily stroking the other’s cock, his free fingers intimately rubs the small of the other’s back before traveling downwards along the curve of his butt and gently feeling further in. Inserting a single finger, Donghae waits for the other’s exhale before placing a second one in to the same careful pace. It’s so incredibly tight and Kyuhyun grimaces slightly at the odd discomfort as Donghae moves slowly to stretch out the taunt ring of muscles with scissor-like movements. Kyuhyun sees nothing but looming darkness behind his eyelids, feeling with precise clarity the welcoming cold slab of wall against his forehead and the water pounding hard against his skin.
His head nods determinedly in response when Donghae whispers concernedly, he can’t really focus enough to actually hear the words but he knows what’s coming anyways. Tensing up immediately, Kyuhyun braces silently for the first push into him and automatically cringes at the first pulsing sharp pain of Donghae’s entire cock so inside that he can feel it with every fiber of his being. Vaguely, he senses soothing kisses pressed against his neck as his body very slightly adjusts to the unfamiliar sensation that he nods his head again to signal that he’s okay since words seem impossible right now.
Donghae cautiously pulls out and enters in again, clumsy nervous adrenaline is the last of his self-restraint not to just indulge in the dangerous sparks of provocative pleasure surrounding and threatening to devour him like wild-fire. Instead, the rhythm of his each deeper insertion is considerately steady to each stroke of his hand against the other’s throbbing erection. Loudly uttering a gratified noise, Kyuhyun’s eyes suddenly widen open for a split second in surprise at the first nudge directly against his prostate before the next thrusts of numbing pleasure jolts from the pit of his stomach to the very tips of his fingers and toes. Donghae insatiably slams harder against that same spot over and over again in drowning delirium incensed by the other’s increasingly amplified moans, his grip on the other’s hips tightening with intensified suspense as erratic grunts pass through his open mouth.
The contradictory sensation of velvety rough friction against Donghae’s hard cock blinds him from everything around them as he sinks deeper into the euphoric intoxication of being completely taken over by each surreal thrust. His right hand stroking Kyuhyun off twice as fast as each time he enters and their noisy moans overlap between the rapid breaths. Kyuhyun bites his bottom lip raw as the agonizingly coiled tightness consuming his entire body finally releases itself tenfold and he’s completely paralyzed by the climax pumping through him as cum spills out onto the front of his thighs and the other’s fingers.
Hissing through a clenched jaw, Donghae jerks his hips a few more times before he shudders hard as he cums hard and collapses himself against the other’s warm body with his arms wrapped on top of Kyuhyun’s and their fingers entangle together against the cold wall. The water droplets continue to fall against their naked bodies and Donghae places soft kisses on the other’s bare shoulder before pulling them apart. Kyuhyun turns around a little unstably and immediately settles his back against the tiles instead, dragging Donghae to him so he can steal a real kiss and he can already feel a contagious smile against his own swollen lips.
They stumble for a little following their messy litter trail of clothes getting back into their own clothes, Donghae grabbing onto fingers that are just as shriveled as his from the water just before Kyuhyun eagerly drags the both of them outside.
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D: so i failed bio
K: What?! Really?
D: i got an F on the essay portion T_T
K: HOW?
D: dont think the prof apreciates our scientific experiments
K: …you…wrote about that?!
D: drew a diagram too, thought itd be helpful
K: You didn’t @_@
D: ha, just kiding. i turned in ur game domination plan, got an A! The prof’s a total game nerd too~
K: Noooooooooooooooooooooo.
D: Yep!
D: kidding, kidding~ i aced it on my own all thnks to u! nerd
K: Huh. Dummy.
D: im dwnstairs, come down!
K: Okay, I’m heading down right now.
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K: I see you.
D: i saw u first.
Fin.
Characters: Donghae/Kyuhyun
Author: ElmersGlue128
Rating: NC-17
Length: one-shot
Words: 4,810
Summary: [school!verse] Kyuhyun reluctantly agrees to tutor Lee Donghae, but it’s having a bad effect on him.
Notes: I'm back. Finally^^
He can’t believe he agreed to it, he just can’t. But it’s Sungmin asking and it’s pointless trying go against the guy’s wishes, pointless. Why? Not because he can probably break every bone in the average human body but more horrifically, he can easily and methodically erase Kyuhyun’s saved games since the first truly significant moment in his life within mere seconds.
With a borderline scowl, Kyuhyun watches Sungmin give him a pleased grin before stepping out the bedroom door and into the living room. There’s a flurry of hushed whisperings back and forth for a full minute as Kyuhyun slouches further into his chair, grouchiness already nipping at his toes. He keeps his eyes on the doorway and waits expectantly for an extra second before Sungmin’s dragging someone behind him rather forcibly until they’re both inside.
Immediately backing out before any one of the two starts protesting again, Sungmin gives his roommate a thumbs up and pats his cousin on the back as he rushes out the apartment in a flash. An awkward silence shrouds the entire space as Kyuhyun studies the campus soccer star Lee Donghae and, frankly, he’s not even that impressed. The guy looks kind of spacey and his attention is all over the place.
“I need to pass my classes this quarter or I might lose my position on the soccer team. Sungmin says you’re the best and you’ll help me,” Donghae finally offers a warming smile, completely undeterred under obvious scrutiny.
A prolonged pause - Kyuhyun debates just ending this right now and deal with Sungmin’s wrath later because he feels strangely unnerved having to be around this person already and it’s been less than five minutes. Before Kyuhyun has the chance to answer, Donghae’s already zipping his backpack open and pulling out a set of brand new textbooks.
He drops the pile on Kyuhyun’s lap visibly embarrassed as he states, “I’m completely failing biology right now. Where should we start?”
“These books have never been open, the wrapper is still on them!”
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[texting]
K: Just sent you some extra notes, look them over.
D: thnks! will do it in a little
K: NOW.
D: but im hungry T_T …okokok~
D: uhh…did u realy wnt me 2 look @ Kyu’s Ultimate Gaming World Domination Plan?
K: Wrong file, CLOSE THAT!
D: no, i dont want 2~ u wudnt let me eat
K: CLOSECLOSECLOSECLOSE IT NOW.
D: let me think abt it…no^^
K: Close it and I’ll buy you dinner.
D: realy?! okkky, ill come ovr!
K: Did you delete that file yet?
D: yup, i just did
D: …aftr printing a copy to hang on my wall, hehe
K: Rip that up and throw it away!
D: how cute~ nooooo. c u in a few!
_
D: ramyun is not real dinner!!
K: And you ate it anyways.
D: i stil feel cheated T_T
K: GOOD. Now study.
D: im still hungry. frzen yogurt?
D: with strawberries~
K: Yeah? No. Go back to studying!
D: and blueberries too~
K: No. And stop texting me! I’m sitting in the same room as you.
D: but u wont talk 2 me! it bothers u? i wont stop then~
K: I’m turning my phone on silent.
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D: that was good, admit it^^
K: You were right, that frozen yogurt is AMAZING! It’s like a DRUG
K: I…want more. MORE. Let’s go.
D: but im hafway home alredy…okokok, meet u there. drug addict.
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D: wat r u doing?
K: Game, why?
D: can I come ovr?
K: You want to study on a Saturday night?
D: noo…dont hav my books with me
D: i miss my dad a lot
D: then i just thought of u
K: You can come over any time. You know that, right?
D: thanks, i kno :)
D: im at the door, can hear starcraft from the hallway :D
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D: my final is next week! eek
K: Are you ready for it?
D: yes…? wat do u think?
K: Eh.
D: really?! T_T
K: Of course not, you have me for a tutor after all.
D: ill make u proud!
D: …u like tutoring me, dont u?
K: Going to sleep, good night.
D: u do T_T
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Hiccupping and fumbling indignantly on the ground, Kyuhyun glares vindictively at the conniving shrub that purposefully trips him when he’s minding his own business. He’s just in the middle of demanding a good explanation from the arrogant little thing when familiar laughter wiggles into his head, resounding as it tickles the base of his skull and settling into the very folds of his brain. His eyes blink sluggishly as a foolish grin spreads across his face, letting out a delighted, gargled sound at his revelation of who it is.
“Hello, person!” Kyuhyun announces happily and waves his arms wildly.
“And you’re drunk,” Donghae answers back with a wide smirk, leaning casually against the side of the building wall.
“You’re here!” Kyuhyun exclaims before hitching his head to the side in deep confusion, “Why are you here?”
“You called me 20 minutes ago, remember? You said it was a HUGE emergency,” Donghae says with teasing exaggeration.
Snapping his fingers as he settles more comfortably on the sidewalk and nods enthusiastically, “The apartment won’t let me in and Sungmin is still gone, at least I think…”
“Did you try using your key? You know the little metal thing that goes into the door knob so it’ll unlock?” Donghae asks as he’s moving towards the human lump on the ground.
Attempting to look angry but ending up just pouting heavily, Kyuhyun lets out an indignant huff, “I know what a key is, it refused to work with the knob though. I don’t think they like each other.”
“That sounds serious. Okay, how about I try this time?” Donghae suggests as he holds out his hands, “Come on, let’s go.”
Right away, Kyuhyun slides his own hands into the offered ones and lets himself be pulled to his feet. It takes a lot of work to stay focused and he keeps overcompensating by taking slow, giant steps like moving in slow-motion until he’s dragged through the now opened door. Plopping himself onto a barstool at the kitchen counter, he leans forward predatorily and observes as the other peeks through the fridge and pulls out a bottle of water. Donghae attempts to hand it over only to have him swivel around in his chair so only his back is showing.
Donghae walks all the way around and smacks the other lightly on the arm, “Stop being so naughty, drink this so you can sober up. Why did you drink this much anyways? This is really unlike you-”
Grabbing the bottle but not even bothering to look at it, Kyuhyun places it on the counter behind him with a sly grin, his eyes darkened over, “Pop quiz, what are endorphins?”
“Ah, I read this part the other night! Endorphins are a group of peptide hormones that bind to opiate receptors and are found mainly in the brain. They reduce the sensation of pain and affect emotions, right?” Donghae recites with his eyebrows scrunched and deep in concentration.
“Right, so they make the body feel pleasure,” Kyuhyun murmurs with approval, “Is this…how it works?”
The palm of his warm hand makes first contact with the taunt skin of Donghae’s stomach underneath the thin t-shirt and stays resolvedly in place. He can even feel the other’s surprised gasp catch in the back of his throat and his whole body freeze up in response.
Kyuhyun doesn’t break eye contact and intensifies that nefarious look in his pupils, slowly spreading his fingers apart against the smooth plane and leaving his possessive mark as he starts to trail downwards so his thumb traces over the top button of Donghae’s jeans. Wide-eyed, Donghae takes hold of Kyuhyun’s moving hand and stops anything further from happening.
“You’re drunk, Kyuhyun,” Donghae insists disconcertedly and lets out a sigh of relief when the other compliantly lets his hand fall away.
Instead Kyuhyun smiles innocently as he gets off the chair and stands daringly close, his face turning serious, “I’ve been working on a study, it’s a really interesting one about endorphin levels.”
“Oh, really?” Donghae asks with uncertainty and his eyebrows scrunched up.
“Yeah,” Kyuhyun nods as he drops to his knees and stares upwards with half-lidded eyes, “It’s about the varying effects of physical contact and the levels of chemical response.”
Purposefully, Kyuhyun drags the bottom edge of the cotton t-shirt up pass Donghae’s bellybutton. There’s a brief pause before Kyuhyun is breathing out softly and the tip of his nose nudges along the jeans waistline until his lips take over, placing a ghost of a kiss right there.
His lips make first real contact just as Donghae lets out a shaky exhale and a suppressed groan when Kyuhyun’s palm travel a ways lower and massages the area as he feels something harden underneath his gyrations. Donghae almost forcibly pulls Kyuhyun back up and immediately presses their lips together - his arms wrapping around the other’s neck and waist, pressing their bodies hard against each other’s and the rough fabrics of their pants rubbing gratuitously together.
Kyuhyun blindingly take off the other’s clothes as fast as humanly possible with Donghae’s jacket and shirt messy piles on the floor while he’s free to run the lanky lengths of his arms along Donghae’s bare chest and back and lean biceps. Feeling inexplicably rushed to act before his intoxication disappears leaving only raw nerves, he rips off his own shirt and his suddenly clumsy, jittery fingers fumble to undo his own pants except the harder he tries, the worse his hands are refusing to function correctly.
Donghae stops him and lets out a firm, “No.”
“You don’t want to?” Kyuhyun inquires insecurely and stumbles half a step backwards.
“I want to. Badly,” Donghae emphasizes each word with a heavy, throaty tone, pressing himself against the other’s thigh to illustrate his point and Kyuhyun understands with a relieved grin, nuzzling his lips against Donghae’s neck.
“No, we shouldn’t,” Donghae says with a labored sigh, pulling away from the physical contact and looking torn as he explains, “You’re really drunk, we shouldn’t do this.”
“I know what I’m doing, I know what I want. This,” Kyuhyun insists with a slurred voice as he nibbles on Donghae’s lower lip and his thigh is relentlessly rubbing between the other’s legs.
Suppressing a regrettable groan, Donghae gently but firmly holds either side of Kyuhyun’s shoulders to keep him away at a distance.
“Tell me that tomorrow and maybe I’ll believe you then,” Donghae says with a restrained light-heartedness, “But just in case that doesn’t happen.”
He cups his hand against the other’s cheek and places a slow, deliberate kiss on Kyuhyun’s lips. Pulling back as confused as ever, Donghae slips his shirt and jacket back on. His fingers reach for the front door handle but they become entangled in another set of fingers.
Kyuhyun tugs lightly, his eyes are almost pleading, “Stay. No sex, I promise. Just stay for the night.”
Furrowing his eyebrows, Donghae looks distracted and bites his lips indecisively, “…okay, I’ll stay.”
Immediately, Kyuhyun smiles happily and moves them back to his room digging through his drawers for pajamas before handing over a pair.
“I’m…going to change in the bathroom, I’ll be back,” Donghae says cryptically and disappears just like that.
Kyuhyun changes quickly and falls back onto his bed, staring steadfastly at the ceiling light as the buzz of alcohol still lingers at the outer fringes of his hazed mind. Somewhere there is also clarity, reminders of a rational reality where he doesn’t act this way. He always has behavioral controls for himself. Hating that realization, he shakes his head as if there are marbles inside and he wants them all scrambled up again. Kyuhyun decides sobriety sucks and wobbles back onto his feet to the bathroom, latching onto the door knob and pulling it open.
Letting out a surprised noise, Donghae’s whole body stiffens up and resolvedly not turning around to face the other.
“I-I’m almost done, I’ll be right out,” Donghae says with heightened urgency, “I’ll meet you out there.”
“Are you okay?” Kyuhyun asks, worried as he takes a few steps forward and touches the other’s arm.
“Yeah, I’ll be fine. Just give me a few more minutes, there’s just something I need to take care of right now,” Donghae explains in a rush.
Persistently, Kyuhyun turns the other around to face him and the situation dawns on him very clearly as his eyes wander down to where Donghae’s hand is currently located.
Blushing just noticeably but staring back confrontational and determined, “Like I said, a problem I have to take care of from earlier. There is a point of no return, you know. I just need a few-”
His words are lost the moment Kyuhyun drops to his knees and wraps his mouth around the other’s erection. Donghae lets out a gargled hiss, “K-kyuhyun, stop, you don’t have to-”
Groaning openly, Donghae bites down hard on his lips while his hands blindly feel around behind him until he’s able to lean back against the edge of the sink counter. Kyuhyun curiously tries to swallow the entire shaft of the penis before making his way back down to the very tip, repeating this move a few more times curiously slow adjusting his senses to the unfamiliar touch.
“Kyu, this is killing me-”
The syllable of his next words never makes it out as Kyuhyun more confidently speeds up and Donghae can with mind-numbing clarity feel the silky soft inside walls in contrast to each sweeping swirl of a warm tongue as pre-cum oozes out into the other’s mouth. Panting erratically, Donghae grips onto the other’s shoulders to steady himself as Kyuhyun purses his full lips and rapidly sucks harder and rougher while his free hand rubs up and down the length of a tense thigh. Donghae’s fingers busy themselves in the other’s adorably moppy head of hair just as a deep-throated moan whimpers from his lips, cum spilling out into Kyuhyun’s mouth that he licks away unsure what he’s actually supposed to do.
He’s pulled to his feet and kissed gently.
“Let’s go to bed,” Kyuhyun whispers.
Nodding in agreement, Donghae steps the rest of the way out of his jeans and puts on the pajamas. They settle down and curl up together underneath the sheets and blankets. Kyuhyun falls asleep almost immediately after snuggling into a comfortable position, his forehead resting against the nape of the other’s neck and his finger pads resting against the other’s knuckles.
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It’s barely six am when Donghae wakes up, reluctantly but carefully detaching himself from Kyuhyun’s warm body. He gets dressed and takes a second look at his watch before crouching at the bedside, he smiles and contently studies the troublemaker’s peaceful sleeping expression before leaning in to briefly claim those sexy lips. Going back to the desk, he grabs a pen and scribbles a note on the spare sheet of paper before placing it on the empty side of the bed. Leaving out the room, he softly clicks it shut before heading out.
The searing heat envelops the air and lures him into reluctant consciousness as Kyuhyun drags his arm across his stomach and feels the thin layer of perspiration. Cracking his eyes open, he yawns widely and stretches his limbs out. A rustle of paper against his fingertips and he grabs a hold of the sheet, bringing it closer to his blurred eyes.
Hey sleepyhead, wipe ur drool! I’m heading to classes and practice, wanna meet me afterwards?
Kyuhyun breaks into a ridiculously amorous grin and rubs his face in embarrassment once he clearly remembers every little detail of last night now that the hazy remnants of slumber have dissipated. Catching a glimpse of the alarm clock on his nightstand, he jerks out of bed and dresses hastily before running out the door.
It’s already a little past two, he’s definitely late. He stops briefly at the soccer field and goes straight to the locker room. There’s no one inside except for Donghae sprawled out on a bench reading from his textbook, headphones on booming loud music.
Kyuhyun slips his left hand over the other’s eyes, covering them completely. Smiling instantly, Donghae grabs onto that hand to pull it away but not letting go as he sits up.
Tugging the headphone off so they’re rested around the other’s neck, Kyuhyun chides playfully, “You shouldn’t listen to music that loud, you’ll kill your eardrums.”
Grinning earnestly, Donghae starts swinging their laced hands back and forth lightly, “I had all that extra time waiting for you, I read some more of my bio book. There’s this really interesting experiment I think we should look further into, you know considering your special interest in endorphin responses and all.”
Sheepishly hiding his own embarrassment behind his free hand, Kyuhyun doesn’t notice Donghae standing up and directing Kyuhyun’s back against the row of lockers.
“You’re cute like this,” Donghae comments with a laugh and kisses the bashful smile away. His lips travel to the other’s cheek as he whispers, “The experiment is on the relationship between physical contact, endorphin levels, and high-risk situations. I didn’t really understand the results, I’m worried it’ll be on the test. Maybe we should go over that right now?”
“Sure,” Kyuhyun answers curiously, “You’re gonna have to tell me more, I don’t remember this one.”
“I’ll show you,” Donghae exclaims satisfactorily as he suddenly feels his hand down the other’s pants and takes in Kyuhyun’s shocked expression with amused glee, “Should we start now?”
Kyuhyun lets out a hollow gasp and glances around in a nervous panic before looking back at Donghae’s crazy grin as his fingers stop playing with the boxer band and slips his way underneath.
“The door isn’t locked, can’t be without the janitor’s key,” Donghae contemplates lightly as he takes a firmer grip of the other’s cock and feels the entire length in his grasp, “Anyone can walk in on us right now.”
Just the thought of it sends adrenaline coursing through Kyuhyun like a drug, blood draining completely from his brain and chest and arms until they’re completely numb and as far as he’s currently concerned, totally useless and nonexistent. His pre-cum slicken Donghae’s malleable fingers sliding perpetually up and down to a hastened rhythm, faster than his own hitched breaths as he tremors against the metal lockers. The sweat on his forehead plasters his dark bangs against the upper edges of his half-lidded eyes and Kyuhyun sucks insatiably on the other’s bottom lip to the numbing static of his spiral out of all physical control.
Donghae stops abruptly, waiting for Kyuhyun’s eyes to pop wide open and stare back at him while letting out a frustrated and incomprehensible noise before he whispers inquiringly with the barest hints of devilishness, “Did you just hear that?”
Tense with apprehension, Kyuhyun shakes his head and attempts to peek around the corner to no avail.
“Must be the door opening,” Donghae notes coolly, commencing his steady stroking again and Kyuhyun blanks out of his train of thought as his legs go weak again, too weighted down by how swiftly the gripping waves of gratification returns with a single touch.
“Footsteps, you hear them?” Donghae inquires barely auditable above Kyuhyun’s lack of actual response besides tortured moaning whimpers hardly suppressed by his clenched jaw. At this point, he doesn’t even care if the whole world is watching them right now, the very idea of it utterly titillating at the moment as Donghae jerks him off to an intensified pace and cum flows out uncontrollably.
His body shudders out the final drops and his lips slackens against the other’s into a clumsy kiss before an actual sentence composes itself in his brain and he asks hastily, “Did someone really come in?”
Not answering right away, Donghae raises his eyebrows before rubbing their noses together playfully, “No, but did you want there to be? Should we call up the janitor?”
Letting out a responsive laugh and keeping a mischievous expression on his face, Kyuhyun pulls the other close to him, “I was just thinking, this experiment of yours…the results are still so inconclusive, don’t you think?”
“Ah, I see what you mean,” Donghae catches on quickly and nods in fervent agreement as his shirt comes off followed by Kyuhyun’s.
He drags a wet tongue down Kyuhyun’s neck and a circular path around a hard nipple, pursing his lips and tugging teasingly at it with his teeth. At the same time, he unbuttons those jeans and pulls them down as he makes a streak of random kisses down the other’s toned stomach. He feels the heels of his hands up and down those exposed thighs while looking up at Kyuhyun’s flushed face staring wantonly back down at him.
The pull up is so quick, it makes Donghae a little dizzy as Kyuhyun kisses him desperately and runs fingers across the entire length of his torso. His pants become a pool at his ankles and he lets out a soft hiss to the exposure to the open air. Kyuhyun groans ravenously at the feel of their naked bodies smooth and hot against each other’s as he sucks insatiably on the other’s reddened lips. His hand wraps possessively around Donghae’s hardened cock and strokes in exhilarated observance at the way the other’s face immediately contorts pleasurably to each slight move he makes.
Grinning roguishly, Kyuhyun licks his way across the other’s jaw line and chin to the bottom lip of an open mouth as he sticks his tongue back inside to enthusiastic response. Hit with sudden inspiration at their sticky skin sweaty from the hot humidity, he stumbles as he blindly navigates the two of them pass the lockers until he notices something at the corner of his eye and abruptly changes directions once more. Confused, Donghae finally peers curiously at the direction they’re headed and he almost screeches to a stop realizing they’re getting closer and closer to the door. But it’s too late - pushing Donghae’s back against it, Kyuhyun smirks devilishly with his palms already planted on the other’s hips and making their way further down.
“Someone can open the door right now,” Kyuhyun ponders relishing the fact, excitement pumping through him at how big and round the other’s pupils almost immediately becomes dilated, “Wonder how they’d react bumping into us?”
“This is just evil,” Donghae states short-breathed and equally exhilarated, responding to the other’s licking trail across the curve of his neck and the crevice along his collarbone with a whimper that vibrates against the wooden door.
Which becomes a noisy groan and his fingers tightly grips the metal handle, an ear inevitably pressed against the door and he can hear the shuffling of footsteps off somewhere in the distance. It echoes louder until it blurs under how hard it is to inhale or exhale through the thickly steamed-up air in between them and each touch is a pounding exhilarated panic that squeezes his lungs shut. The outside sounds fade away, it’s someone just passing by and relief floods him.
Just barely comprehensible, Donghae utters out a little desperately, “It’s so hot in here.”
“Follow me,” Kyuhyun murmurs in agreement, backing them up hastily with their hands laced together until both sets of feet land on the cold blue tiles underneath minus socks and shoes littered hastily on the ground.
He’s quick to turn the nearest dial knob and the first icy droplets of water splashes against their skin and the sweat-soaked hair against their foreheads. Donghae’s wide grin is captured in a searing kiss and their tongues battle for dominance while Kyuhyun’s fingers refocus their attention on stroking the other’s erection with hastening speed, pre-cum mixing in against the wet drops across his knuckles.
With urgent necessity, Donghae grabs Kyuhyun’s hands with his own and places them palm-first against the tiled wall so the other’s completely turned around. He nibbles and sucks on Kyuhyun’s earlobe before moving down along the hairline and tracing along his protruding shoulder blades like angel wings with a soothing touch all the way down the spine. Donghae’s arms wrap around and run across erect nipples, playing with them briefly with his spongy thumbs before moving along the rib cage and feeling the quick rise and fall of Kyuhyun’s chest.
With one hand steadily stroking the other’s cock, his free fingers intimately rubs the small of the other’s back before traveling downwards along the curve of his butt and gently feeling further in. Inserting a single finger, Donghae waits for the other’s exhale before placing a second one in to the same careful pace. It’s so incredibly tight and Kyuhyun grimaces slightly at the odd discomfort as Donghae moves slowly to stretch out the taunt ring of muscles with scissor-like movements. Kyuhyun sees nothing but looming darkness behind his eyelids, feeling with precise clarity the welcoming cold slab of wall against his forehead and the water pounding hard against his skin.
His head nods determinedly in response when Donghae whispers concernedly, he can’t really focus enough to actually hear the words but he knows what’s coming anyways. Tensing up immediately, Kyuhyun braces silently for the first push into him and automatically cringes at the first pulsing sharp pain of Donghae’s entire cock so inside that he can feel it with every fiber of his being. Vaguely, he senses soothing kisses pressed against his neck as his body very slightly adjusts to the unfamiliar sensation that he nods his head again to signal that he’s okay since words seem impossible right now.
Donghae cautiously pulls out and enters in again, clumsy nervous adrenaline is the last of his self-restraint not to just indulge in the dangerous sparks of provocative pleasure surrounding and threatening to devour him like wild-fire. Instead, the rhythm of his each deeper insertion is considerately steady to each stroke of his hand against the other’s throbbing erection. Loudly uttering a gratified noise, Kyuhyun’s eyes suddenly widen open for a split second in surprise at the first nudge directly against his prostate before the next thrusts of numbing pleasure jolts from the pit of his stomach to the very tips of his fingers and toes. Donghae insatiably slams harder against that same spot over and over again in drowning delirium incensed by the other’s increasingly amplified moans, his grip on the other’s hips tightening with intensified suspense as erratic grunts pass through his open mouth.
The contradictory sensation of velvety rough friction against Donghae’s hard cock blinds him from everything around them as he sinks deeper into the euphoric intoxication of being completely taken over by each surreal thrust. His right hand stroking Kyuhyun off twice as fast as each time he enters and their noisy moans overlap between the rapid breaths. Kyuhyun bites his bottom lip raw as the agonizingly coiled tightness consuming his entire body finally releases itself tenfold and he’s completely paralyzed by the climax pumping through him as cum spills out onto the front of his thighs and the other’s fingers.
Hissing through a clenched jaw, Donghae jerks his hips a few more times before he shudders hard as he cums hard and collapses himself against the other’s warm body with his arms wrapped on top of Kyuhyun’s and their fingers entangle together against the cold wall. The water droplets continue to fall against their naked bodies and Donghae places soft kisses on the other’s bare shoulder before pulling them apart. Kyuhyun turns around a little unstably and immediately settles his back against the tiles instead, dragging Donghae to him so he can steal a real kiss and he can already feel a contagious smile against his own swollen lips.
They stumble for a little following their messy litter trail of clothes getting back into their own clothes, Donghae grabbing onto fingers that are just as shriveled as his from the water just before Kyuhyun eagerly drags the both of them outside.
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D: so i failed bio
K: What?! Really?
D: i got an F on the essay portion T_T
K: HOW?
D: dont think the prof apreciates our scientific experiments
K: …you…wrote about that?!
D: drew a diagram too, thought itd be helpful
K: You didn’t @_@
D: ha, just kiding. i turned in ur game domination plan, got an A! The prof’s a total game nerd too~
K: Noooooooooooooooooooooo.
D: Yep!
D: kidding, kidding~ i aced it on my own all thnks to u! nerd
K: Huh. Dummy.
D: im dwnstairs, come down!
K: Okay, I’m heading down right now.
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K: I see you.
D: i saw u first.
Fin.