YooMin: Blurred.
Title: Blurred
Author: Gimmick gimmick_
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: YooMin
Genre: Drama/Yaoi/Drabble
Comments: Haven't written anything in awhile. Here's a small drabble. Enjoy. ^^;
Feather light fingers traveled down the expanse of a tanned chest, playing over the soft flesh as if the game could never end. They traveled down, dipping faintly into the waistband of pants as full lips lowered to a throat, sucking almost desperately at the subtle bump of the Adam’s apple. The moan that came from that throat registered in his mind and he harmonized with it eagerly. His body’s chemistry was on fire as he heard his name whispered in a lilting pleasure. It was overloading his senses, his nerves twisting and contracting as bare skin met bare skin and a tight heat wrapped around him, thrusting him into white hot passion.
YooChun watches as the youth’s breathing calmed and became more rhythmic. He knew that it wasn’t meant to last more then just tonight but he wanted that time. He wanted that opportunity to lay next to him and watch him sleep peacefully.
Somehow the lines became blurred between them and even in his outwardly peaceful slumber, ChangMin is nothing short of an emotional mess. When the first rays of dawn filtered through the window it would shatter that passion.
They would both return to their normal lives and their lovers.
Author: Gimmick gimmick_
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: YooMin
Genre: Drama/Yaoi/Drabble
Comments: Haven't written anything in awhile. Here's a small drabble. Enjoy. ^^;
Feather light fingers traveled down the expanse of a tanned chest, playing over the soft flesh as if the game could never end. They traveled down, dipping faintly into the waistband of pants as full lips lowered to a throat, sucking almost desperately at the subtle bump of the Adam’s apple. The moan that came from that throat registered in his mind and he harmonized with it eagerly. His body’s chemistry was on fire as he heard his name whispered in a lilting pleasure. It was overloading his senses, his nerves twisting and contracting as bare skin met bare skin and a tight heat wrapped around him, thrusting him into white hot passion.
YooChun watches as the youth’s breathing calmed and became more rhythmic. He knew that it wasn’t meant to last more then just tonight but he wanted that time. He wanted that opportunity to lay next to him and watch him sleep peacefully.
Somehow the lines became blurred between them and even in his outwardly peaceful slumber, ChangMin is nothing short of an emotional mess. When the first rays of dawn filtered through the window it would shatter that passion.
They would both return to their normal lives and their lovers.