Plug and Play
Now, most of you will probably see this and think, "Aw, look at how cute they are!" That's what I thought. And then I thought, "I will write camera!smut about them!" because that's how my mind's been working recently. *shrugs* Enjoy the nasty?
EDIT: I am an ungrateful tard. I failed to mention that this was edited by my grammar dominatrix and MFH nhaca_writes. It was, and I ♥ her.
Plug and Play
pairing: Yesung/Hyukjae
The room is dark when Hyukjae enters; he can just make out Yesung's silhouette in the soft flickering light of the TV screen.
"Hyung, what are you doing?" he asks. The VCR is on, but nothing is playing. Hyukjae stares at the black-and-white fuzz on the screen, thinks detachedly that it is strangely hypnotizing. He is startled when Yesung responds.
"I was just about to watch something. Can you press play?"
Hyukjae does. After that, things move far too quickly for him to keep up.
When he steps back from the VCR, he sees his own face on the screen. He is too close to the camera, grinning, red, fall-down drunk. The video him says, "Hyung, you're so sexy," and Hyukjae is not sure if it is this or the feel of arms curling around his waist and hot breath playing on his ear that makes him gasp.
"You don't remember what happened last night, do you, Hyukkie?" Yesung's voice rumbles through him and freezes his body as it travels, because no, he doesn't remember, doesn't remember anything after the drinking party and then the second drinking party and then Yesung helping him up the stairs back at the dorm-
He manages to shake his head, and he can feel the smile on his neck when Yesung says, "Just watch."
Yesung's fingers slip under the hem of his shirt and begin to run delicately over his sides, his stomach, and he can't move, can't do anything but shiver and watch as the video him stumbles even closer to the camera. "Hyung," he slurs, reaching out his arms to steady himself on what must be Yesung's shoulder, "Hyung, do you think I'm sexy?"
The laughter in response is in surround sound-the Yesung behind him keeps laughing softly as the video Yesung says, "I've never really thought about it."
"You should think about it, hyung," the video him says, wide-eyed, earnest. "Here," his face twists suddenly into a drunken imitation of alluring, "I'll dance for you."
Hyukjae groans, feels his face turn bright red, and then groans again when he feels Yesung's mouth, shockingly warm and wet on his earlobe. "Keep watching. It gets better," says the throaty voice in his ear.
Hyukjae doesn't have a choice; he still can't move, can't do anything but watch himself dancing on the screen, movements smooth despite the alcohol, can't do anything but lick his lips nervously when he feels Yesung's body press closer behind his. He doesn't know whether he is thrilled or terrified to find that Yesung is as hard as he is.
"Do you like my dancing, hyung?" the video him asks, and this time neither Yesung laughs. "Yeah," comes Yesung's voice out of the TV, rougher than usual. "Yeah, I guess."
The video Hyukjae grins. "You guess? Well, how about now?" And the video him begins to strip.
"You might want to see this part more closely," comes Yesung's voice from behind, and suddenly Hyukjae is bent over the table in front of the TV. Yesung reaches roughly under him to undo the button on his jeans and pull down the zipper and then his pants are yanked down, and his boxers, and Yesung is running hungry hands over his ass. Still, he can do nothing but shiver and burn and watch as the video him removes his undershirt and drops it carefully on the ground.
When Yesung's fingers appear at the corner of his mouth, he takes them inside without thinking and sucks on them greedily. He moans out of embarrassment and excitement as he watches himself tease on the screen, revealing just a little hip as he dances, just the top curve of his ass. Then the fingers are gone, and he bites down on his lip hard enough to draw blood when they begin to push into him from behind. Yesung fingerfucks him with long, smooth strokes as the Hyukjae on screen finally discards his last piece of clothing and sprawls out on the couch, naked.
"Yeah," whispers the video Yesung as the video Hyukjae starts to stroke his cock.
"Yeah," hisses the Yesung behind him as he shoves his cock into Hyukjae's ass.
And suddenly Hyukjae can move. He bucks his hips, arches into Yesung's thrusts, reaches down to pull on his aching cock. Yesung fucks him hard, and on screen he is saying twisted, filthy things, things he never thought he would say because Hyukjae never tells the truth, at least not the whole truth, even when he's drunk. After a while he can't take it anymore, and he lowers his head onto the table and closes his eyes. He gasps when Yesung grabs him violently by the hair and pulls his head up.
"Look!" Yesung commands. "Look at yourself. God, you're a beautiful little slut." And then the Hyukjae on the screen comes, and he comes too, and then Yesung comes.
Hyukjae's body is still shaking uncontrollably when Yesung kisses his neck, gets up and hits the stop button on the VCR. The older boy ejects the tape and then walks to the door. He pauses in the doorway, silhouetted in the light from the hall, and says, "Next time, we can watch the tape of this."
That's when Hyukjae sees the tiny red light shining on top of the TV stand.
EDIT: I am an ungrateful tard. I failed to mention that this was edited by my grammar dominatrix and MFH nhaca_writes. It was, and I ♥ her.
Plug and Play
pairing: Yesung/Hyukjae
The room is dark when Hyukjae enters; he can just make out Yesung's silhouette in the soft flickering light of the TV screen.
"Hyung, what are you doing?" he asks. The VCR is on, but nothing is playing. Hyukjae stares at the black-and-white fuzz on the screen, thinks detachedly that it is strangely hypnotizing. He is startled when Yesung responds.
"I was just about to watch something. Can you press play?"
Hyukjae does. After that, things move far too quickly for him to keep up.
When he steps back from the VCR, he sees his own face on the screen. He is too close to the camera, grinning, red, fall-down drunk. The video him says, "Hyung, you're so sexy," and Hyukjae is not sure if it is this or the feel of arms curling around his waist and hot breath playing on his ear that makes him gasp.
"You don't remember what happened last night, do you, Hyukkie?" Yesung's voice rumbles through him and freezes his body as it travels, because no, he doesn't remember, doesn't remember anything after the drinking party and then the second drinking party and then Yesung helping him up the stairs back at the dorm-
He manages to shake his head, and he can feel the smile on his neck when Yesung says, "Just watch."
Yesung's fingers slip under the hem of his shirt and begin to run delicately over his sides, his stomach, and he can't move, can't do anything but shiver and watch as the video him stumbles even closer to the camera. "Hyung," he slurs, reaching out his arms to steady himself on what must be Yesung's shoulder, "Hyung, do you think I'm sexy?"
The laughter in response is in surround sound-the Yesung behind him keeps laughing softly as the video Yesung says, "I've never really thought about it."
"You should think about it, hyung," the video him says, wide-eyed, earnest. "Here," his face twists suddenly into a drunken imitation of alluring, "I'll dance for you."
Hyukjae groans, feels his face turn bright red, and then groans again when he feels Yesung's mouth, shockingly warm and wet on his earlobe. "Keep watching. It gets better," says the throaty voice in his ear.
Hyukjae doesn't have a choice; he still can't move, can't do anything but watch himself dancing on the screen, movements smooth despite the alcohol, can't do anything but lick his lips nervously when he feels Yesung's body press closer behind his. He doesn't know whether he is thrilled or terrified to find that Yesung is as hard as he is.
"Do you like my dancing, hyung?" the video him asks, and this time neither Yesung laughs. "Yeah," comes Yesung's voice out of the TV, rougher than usual. "Yeah, I guess."
The video Hyukjae grins. "You guess? Well, how about now?" And the video him begins to strip.
"You might want to see this part more closely," comes Yesung's voice from behind, and suddenly Hyukjae is bent over the table in front of the TV. Yesung reaches roughly under him to undo the button on his jeans and pull down the zipper and then his pants are yanked down, and his boxers, and Yesung is running hungry hands over his ass. Still, he can do nothing but shiver and burn and watch as the video him removes his undershirt and drops it carefully on the ground.
When Yesung's fingers appear at the corner of his mouth, he takes them inside without thinking and sucks on them greedily. He moans out of embarrassment and excitement as he watches himself tease on the screen, revealing just a little hip as he dances, just the top curve of his ass. Then the fingers are gone, and he bites down on his lip hard enough to draw blood when they begin to push into him from behind. Yesung fingerfucks him with long, smooth strokes as the Hyukjae on screen finally discards his last piece of clothing and sprawls out on the couch, naked.
"Yeah," whispers the video Yesung as the video Hyukjae starts to stroke his cock.
"Yeah," hisses the Yesung behind him as he shoves his cock into Hyukjae's ass.
And suddenly Hyukjae can move. He bucks his hips, arches into Yesung's thrusts, reaches down to pull on his aching cock. Yesung fucks him hard, and on screen he is saying twisted, filthy things, things he never thought he would say because Hyukjae never tells the truth, at least not the whole truth, even when he's drunk. After a while he can't take it anymore, and he lowers his head onto the table and closes his eyes. He gasps when Yesung grabs him violently by the hair and pulls his head up.
"Look!" Yesung commands. "Look at yourself. God, you're a beautiful little slut." And then the Hyukjae on the screen comes, and he comes too, and then Yesung comes.
Hyukjae's body is still shaking uncontrollably when Yesung kisses his neck, gets up and hits the stop button on the VCR. The older boy ejects the tape and then walks to the door. He pauses in the doorway, silhouetted in the light from the hall, and says, "Next time, we can watch the tape of this."
That's when Hyukjae sees the tiny red light shining on top of the TV stand.