one who watches
Yesung, Ryeowook
it just gives an innocent look.
“Hyung, I’m sorry that I’m causing you pain today…” Ryeowook moaned as Yesung nibbled Ryeowook’s slender neck hungrily. Down Yesung’s back were painful scratches where the younger man had clawed at it to bring them closer.
“Please Ryeowook, I really don’t mind. In fact, I like it…” Yesung’s tongue moved slowly down Ryeowook’s slightly muscled chest, pulling away at Ryeowook’s unbuttoned shirt and Ryeowook’s moans became cuter and more pronounced, causing Yesung to feel himself growing hard. Ryeowook put his hand on Yesung’s bare shoulders, holding Yesung back slightly.
“What do you want for your birthday hyung?” Ryeowook asked, looking squarely into Yesung’s eyes. Yesung shrugged and his hands ran quickly up Ryeowook’s thighs to which Ryeowook gave a sudden cry, sounding so sweet to Yesung’s ears.
Ryeowook who had known what Yesung had wanted way before he asked the question gave a laugh when Yesung asked him to lie on his back on the bed. Yesung slowly pulled away Ryeowook’s black trousers, skillfully touching Ryeowook as he did so. Ryeowook unbuckled Yesung’s belt swiftly since Yesung was already not wearing any top.
When the clothes of both the men were lying in an untidy bundle on the ground, Yesung gave a croon as he climbed on top of Ryeowook. Ryeowook responded by giving the older man a soft kiss and sucking on Yesung’s lower lip.
Finally pulling away, Yesung pulled Ryeowook’s legs over his shoulders and squeezed Ryeowook’s length, causing Ryeowook to buck desperately into Yesung’s palm. Ryeowook’s adorable cries was such a turn on to Yesung that he felt that he could not wait anymore. He positioned his fingers at Ryeowook’s entrance and slowly entered.
Ryeowook was feeling pleasured and guilty that it was he instead of Yesung who was feeling the way he did. Yesung slowly curled another finger in, stretching the muscle and pushing further and further. When another of Yesung’s fingers enter Ryeowook and scrapes at something spongy inside, Ryeowook gives a sharp cry and arches his back, embedding more of Yesung inside of him.
“Please hyung!” Ryeowook cried, his eyes half-closed. Yesung laughed and kissed Ryeowook deeply, his tongue tasting Ryeowook’s sweetness.
Yesung pulled out of Ryeowook but before Ryeowook has time to feel any loss, something long, hard and thick replaces his fingers and entered Ryeowook swiftly. It hurt Ryeowook a lot as Yesung thrusts again and again but Ryeowook bit his lips in a feeble attempt to hide the gasps of pain.
“Are you okay?” Yesung asked Ryeowook who nodded, reluctant for Yesung to stop no matter how painful it was. The feeling of sexual pleasure that Ryeowook received was so much that he felt the pain almost bearable.
Stroking Ryeowook’s silky hair, Yesung started to pick up speed and when the tip of his length hit that secret place inside of Ryeowook again, Ryeowook gave such a cute moan and clenched his muscles tighter, helping to bring both of them to their height as Yesung hit the place again and again.
“Yesungie-hyung,” Ryeowook gasped. “I have something to tell you…”
“What is it?”
“Hyung-” Ryeowook became unable to continue because Yesung wrapped his hand around Ryeowook’s erection and slams it from the head to the tip with so much pleasured friction, and at the same time thrusting into Ryeowook with perfect precision, causing Ryeowook’s back to arch as he came, crying Yesung’s name sweetly and spraying his hyung with white stickiness.
Yesung came with the next thrust when Ryeowook’s entrance tightened around his hardened member, voicing Ryeowook’s name with that sexy voice of his. Ryeowook’s body slackened from exhaustion, panting hard. Yesung removed himself from Ryeowook, tired from how much he gave.
“Thank you so much,” Yesung said and smiled at Ryeowook who smiled back in return and sat up, threw his arms around and kissed Yesung. This kiss was longer than the others and the taste of each other on their lips was delicious and almost impossible to let go off. Finally, Ryeowook broke away but continued to lie in the arms of Yesung who had put them around the smaller man.
“What did you want to say, Ryeowook?” Yesung asked as he brushed Ryeowook’s forehead with his lips. Ryeowook smiled and looked up, putting a small, warm hand on Yesung’s cheek.
“Saengil chuhahae Yesungie-hyung…” Ryeowook murmered. “Saranghae…”
a scrambling sound was suddenly heard. Yesung turned to find the source of the noise and noticed Ddangkoma watching them, eyes shining dimly.
"Er, it's not possible for a turtle to understand what just went on right?" Ryeowook said, also noticing the litlte guy.
"I don't think so," Yesung said, pulling Ryeowook in closer for a kiss. "I don't think so."
- end -
because i was talking to a CloudSomnia fanbase called Ddangkkoming. so cute! if Ddangkoma would only say what he knew.. xD
also, it IS Yesung's birthday, so he deserves a present of some sort. even though he did say he hates YeWook fic.
secretly, he likes them. that's what i think. :)
it just gives an innocent look.
“Hyung, I’m sorry that I’m causing you pain today…” Ryeowook moaned as Yesung nibbled Ryeowook’s slender neck hungrily. Down Yesung’s back were painful scratches where the younger man had clawed at it to bring them closer.
“Please Ryeowook, I really don’t mind. In fact, I like it…” Yesung’s tongue moved slowly down Ryeowook’s slightly muscled chest, pulling away at Ryeowook’s unbuttoned shirt and Ryeowook’s moans became cuter and more pronounced, causing Yesung to feel himself growing hard. Ryeowook put his hand on Yesung’s bare shoulders, holding Yesung back slightly.
“What do you want for your birthday hyung?” Ryeowook asked, looking squarely into Yesung’s eyes. Yesung shrugged and his hands ran quickly up Ryeowook’s thighs to which Ryeowook gave a sudden cry, sounding so sweet to Yesung’s ears.
Ryeowook who had known what Yesung had wanted way before he asked the question gave a laugh when Yesung asked him to lie on his back on the bed. Yesung slowly pulled away Ryeowook’s black trousers, skillfully touching Ryeowook as he did so. Ryeowook unbuckled Yesung’s belt swiftly since Yesung was already not wearing any top.
When the clothes of both the men were lying in an untidy bundle on the ground, Yesung gave a croon as he climbed on top of Ryeowook. Ryeowook responded by giving the older man a soft kiss and sucking on Yesung’s lower lip.
Finally pulling away, Yesung pulled Ryeowook’s legs over his shoulders and squeezed Ryeowook’s length, causing Ryeowook to buck desperately into Yesung’s palm. Ryeowook’s adorable cries was such a turn on to Yesung that he felt that he could not wait anymore. He positioned his fingers at Ryeowook’s entrance and slowly entered.
Ryeowook was feeling pleasured and guilty that it was he instead of Yesung who was feeling the way he did. Yesung slowly curled another finger in, stretching the muscle and pushing further and further. When another of Yesung’s fingers enter Ryeowook and scrapes at something spongy inside, Ryeowook gives a sharp cry and arches his back, embedding more of Yesung inside of him.
“Please hyung!” Ryeowook cried, his eyes half-closed. Yesung laughed and kissed Ryeowook deeply, his tongue tasting Ryeowook’s sweetness.
Yesung pulled out of Ryeowook but before Ryeowook has time to feel any loss, something long, hard and thick replaces his fingers and entered Ryeowook swiftly. It hurt Ryeowook a lot as Yesung thrusts again and again but Ryeowook bit his lips in a feeble attempt to hide the gasps of pain.
“Are you okay?” Yesung asked Ryeowook who nodded, reluctant for Yesung to stop no matter how painful it was. The feeling of sexual pleasure that Ryeowook received was so much that he felt the pain almost bearable.
Stroking Ryeowook’s silky hair, Yesung started to pick up speed and when the tip of his length hit that secret place inside of Ryeowook again, Ryeowook gave such a cute moan and clenched his muscles tighter, helping to bring both of them to their height as Yesung hit the place again and again.
“Yesungie-hyung,” Ryeowook gasped. “I have something to tell you…”
“What is it?”
“Hyung-” Ryeowook became unable to continue because Yesung wrapped his hand around Ryeowook’s erection and slams it from the head to the tip with so much pleasured friction, and at the same time thrusting into Ryeowook with perfect precision, causing Ryeowook’s back to arch as he came, crying Yesung’s name sweetly and spraying his hyung with white stickiness.
Yesung came with the next thrust when Ryeowook’s entrance tightened around his hardened member, voicing Ryeowook’s name with that sexy voice of his. Ryeowook’s body slackened from exhaustion, panting hard. Yesung removed himself from Ryeowook, tired from how much he gave.
“Thank you so much,” Yesung said and smiled at Ryeowook who smiled back in return and sat up, threw his arms around and kissed Yesung. This kiss was longer than the others and the taste of each other on their lips was delicious and almost impossible to let go off. Finally, Ryeowook broke away but continued to lie in the arms of Yesung who had put them around the smaller man.
“What did you want to say, Ryeowook?” Yesung asked as he brushed Ryeowook’s forehead with his lips. Ryeowook smiled and looked up, putting a small, warm hand on Yesung’s cheek.
“Saengil chuhahae Yesungie-hyung…” Ryeowook murmered. “Saranghae…”
a scrambling sound was suddenly heard. Yesung turned to find the source of the noise and noticed Ddangkoma watching them, eyes shining dimly.
"Er, it's not possible for a turtle to understand what just went on right?" Ryeowook said, also noticing the litlte guy.
"I don't think so," Yesung said, pulling Ryeowook in closer for a kiss. "I don't think so."
- end -
because i was talking to a CloudSomnia fanbase called Ddangkkoming. so cute! if Ddangkoma would only say what he knew.. xD
also, it IS Yesung's birthday, so he deserves a present of some sort. even though he did say he hates YeWook fic.
secretly, he likes them. that's what i think. :)