Territorial
Christmas present for jaded_skys! Because she likes territorial!Teuk, Teuk-on-top, and Kangin-any-way, and because she knows who the next member of Suju will be. Note: this icon may be of some help in understanding what's going on here:
Territorial
pairing: Kangin/Eeteuk
It was large and hard under his fingers, and Kangin couldn't help bite his lip in anticipation as he caressed it. Just a twist there, and then a push down here-
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
Shit. He knew that voice, that tone, knew exactly what he would see when he whirled around guiltily, and sure enough, there was Eeteuk, stalking towards him with all the grace and menace of a hunting tiger. "Hyung, I-"
"Don't you fucking 'hyung' me, you whore. What, you think I didn't see?"
Kangin felt his face turn red, felt himself stumble back involuntarily as the older boy advanced on him, and then his back was to the counter and Eeteuk was right there, eyes blazing and hands gripping the counter on either side of him and pinning him down. "Well?" Kangin tried not to shiver at the dangerous hiss in his ear.
"Hyung, I was just...well you know how I like to help out the dongsaengs, and he's our newest member, so..." Eeteuk smiled with feline sharpness and Kangin was proud when he kept himself from wincing; he was less proud about the squeak he emitted when Eeteuk pressed their foreheads together.
"Do you think I'm some kind of idiot?" The words came out soft, deadly, and their faces were close enough for Kangin to feel the hot breath on his lips. "I see the way you look at him, the way you touch him, the way you turn him on."
"Hyung, I-"
"You are mine, Youngwoon, mine, and I share with no one," and then Eeteuk rolled his body sinfully against Kangin's and smashed their mouths together and Kangin was painfully hard and entirely convinced-he was Eeteuk's, especially when he did that thing with his tongue...
Kangin was panting by the time Eeteuk broke the kiss, couldn't help himself from leaning forward for more; Eeteuk nipped at his lower lip, then pulled away further. "Watching you with him makes me so fucking hard. Fuck me, Youngwoon." What could Kangin do but nod dumbly and lean back to slip his hands between them-and then he felt the hardness pressed up against his back and remembered.
"But, hyung...he's still here..."
Eeteuk's eyes narrowed. "He's going to watch." Kangin felt his stomach lurch. "Bitch had better learn just who he's fucking with."
"Hyung, I don't think-"
"Shut the fuck up and give me that cock," Eeteuk growled, then grabbed him by the shirt and shoved him down onto his back on the kitchen floor. Before Kangin could react Eeteuk had straddled him, wrenched his pants down to his knees and was roughly pulling on his cock. When he opened his mouth in a gasp of surprise, Eeteuk shoved his fingers in and he sucked on them without thinking. "Yeah," Eeteuk murmured, thrusting them in and out of his mouth, and then they were gone and Kangin was left licking his lips as Eeteuk worked them impatiently into his own ass and then lowered himself down-
And from there, Kangin could do nothing but hang on and try not to come too quickly. Eeteuk rode him hard, rolling his hips violently, bouncing vigorously enough to generate the obscene sound of skin slapping against skin. He bunched his hands into Kangin's t-shirt, pulling tighter and tighter until it ripped off, and before Kangin could even think about complaining Eeteuk's fingers had found his nipples and he was reduced to clenched eyes and strangled moans. He only knew Eeteuk was coming when he felt the warmth splattering across his chin and chest and the spasmodic clenching around his cock; he came one ragged breath later, cock buried deep inside the older boy.
He shuddered when Eeteuk pulled off of him and rolled onto the floor by his side. For a moment, they both laid in silence, catching their breaths, and then Eeteuk poked him in the side and said, in between gasps, "You're mine, right?"
Kangin nodded vigorously. "Yours, yours, god yes."
Eeteuk smiled and pecked him on the lips. "Good. Then why don't you and that whore of a magnae make me a milkshake and I'll forgive you."
Kangin got shakily to his feet and, legs still wobbling, made his way back over to Cuisinart and added the ice cream.
Territorial
pairing: Kangin/Eeteuk
It was large and hard under his fingers, and Kangin couldn't help bite his lip in anticipation as he caressed it. Just a twist there, and then a push down here-
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
Shit. He knew that voice, that tone, knew exactly what he would see when he whirled around guiltily, and sure enough, there was Eeteuk, stalking towards him with all the grace and menace of a hunting tiger. "Hyung, I-"
"Don't you fucking 'hyung' me, you whore. What, you think I didn't see?"
Kangin felt his face turn red, felt himself stumble back involuntarily as the older boy advanced on him, and then his back was to the counter and Eeteuk was right there, eyes blazing and hands gripping the counter on either side of him and pinning him down. "Well?" Kangin tried not to shiver at the dangerous hiss in his ear.
"Hyung, I was just...well you know how I like to help out the dongsaengs, and he's our newest member, so..." Eeteuk smiled with feline sharpness and Kangin was proud when he kept himself from wincing; he was less proud about the squeak he emitted when Eeteuk pressed their foreheads together.
"Do you think I'm some kind of idiot?" The words came out soft, deadly, and their faces were close enough for Kangin to feel the hot breath on his lips. "I see the way you look at him, the way you touch him, the way you turn him on."
"Hyung, I-"
"You are mine, Youngwoon, mine, and I share with no one," and then Eeteuk rolled his body sinfully against Kangin's and smashed their mouths together and Kangin was painfully hard and entirely convinced-he was Eeteuk's, especially when he did that thing with his tongue...
Kangin was panting by the time Eeteuk broke the kiss, couldn't help himself from leaning forward for more; Eeteuk nipped at his lower lip, then pulled away further. "Watching you with him makes me so fucking hard. Fuck me, Youngwoon." What could Kangin do but nod dumbly and lean back to slip his hands between them-and then he felt the hardness pressed up against his back and remembered.
"But, hyung...he's still here..."
Eeteuk's eyes narrowed. "He's going to watch." Kangin felt his stomach lurch. "Bitch had better learn just who he's fucking with."
"Hyung, I don't think-"
"Shut the fuck up and give me that cock," Eeteuk growled, then grabbed him by the shirt and shoved him down onto his back on the kitchen floor. Before Kangin could react Eeteuk had straddled him, wrenched his pants down to his knees and was roughly pulling on his cock. When he opened his mouth in a gasp of surprise, Eeteuk shoved his fingers in and he sucked on them without thinking. "Yeah," Eeteuk murmured, thrusting them in and out of his mouth, and then they were gone and Kangin was left licking his lips as Eeteuk worked them impatiently into his own ass and then lowered himself down-
And from there, Kangin could do nothing but hang on and try not to come too quickly. Eeteuk rode him hard, rolling his hips violently, bouncing vigorously enough to generate the obscene sound of skin slapping against skin. He bunched his hands into Kangin's t-shirt, pulling tighter and tighter until it ripped off, and before Kangin could even think about complaining Eeteuk's fingers had found his nipples and he was reduced to clenched eyes and strangled moans. He only knew Eeteuk was coming when he felt the warmth splattering across his chin and chest and the spasmodic clenching around his cock; he came one ragged breath later, cock buried deep inside the older boy.
He shuddered when Eeteuk pulled off of him and rolled onto the floor by his side. For a moment, they both laid in silence, catching their breaths, and then Eeteuk poked him in the side and said, in between gasps, "You're mine, right?"
Kangin nodded vigorously. "Yours, yours, god yes."
Eeteuk smiled and pecked him on the lips. "Good. Then why don't you and that whore of a magnae make me a milkshake and I'll forgive you."
Kangin got shakily to his feet and, legs still wobbling, made his way back over to Cuisinart and added the ice cream.