Animal - [One-shot]
Title: Animal
Word Count: 2,768
Pairings: Zhou Mi/Ryeowook, brief QMi moments
Rating: NC-17
Summary: What happens when Ryeowook discovers he has a bit of a leg fetish and Zhou Mi becomes his victim.
When he sees Zhou Mi step out of the hotel room wearing skin tight pants (tighter than normal, surprisingly), Ryeowook can’t help but stare. He turns away when the older man catches his gaze but he plays it off like he was merely admiring the brand of jeans he was wearing.
“They’re designer. I got them-”
Zhou Mi starts trailing off into an anecdote about how he acquired the jeans but Ryeowook’s not paying attention. He’s staring, gawking at just how long Mi’s legs are and how good they look in those jeans. He notices Kyuhyun come out of the room Zhou Mi came out of and immediately turns his head. He looks towards the wall, suspiciously, pretending he wasn’t just staring at Zhou Mi.
Kyuhyun eyes him but says nothing. He nudges Zhou Mi and asks him where the others are. Zhou Mi shrugs his shoulder before putting his sunglasses on his head and zipping up his bag. Ryeowook leans against the wall and whistles nonchalantly. Kyuhyun stalks over to him and asks him the same question as if the older man wasn’t within earshot.
“Donghae-hyung’s showering still. And I think Eunhyuk-hyung is still sleeping.”
“You’re kidding me? Those guys-come on let’s just go downstairs and get breakfast. When they’re ready, we’ll meet up with them.”
He grabs both Ryeowook and Zhou Mi by the wrists and drags them down the hallway. Ryeowook gets another look at Zhou Mi’s lower half but looks away when Zhou Mi catches him. The latter merely smiles obliviously rendering Ryeowook a little flushed. Kyuhyun notices nothing and continues on until they make it to the elevator.
After breakfast and a long day of sight-seeing in Taiwan, everyone headed back to their hotel rooms. Then Henry suddenly suggests that he and Eunhyuk and Donghae go out clubbing. Eunhyuk is dismissive of the idea but Donghae goads him into going (like always). This leaves Ryeowook without a roommate and an empty hotel room. He’s just about ready to ask Zhou Mi if he can join Kyuhyun and him in their room but he holds his request.
Zhou Mi notices his disappointment at Henry leaving and assumes he’s going to be lonely without the younger man. He invites Ryeowook over and gets a rather enthusiastic answer in response.
The threesome sit on the two queen beds, Ryeowook on the left bed and Kyuhyun and Mi on the right. Kyuhyun’s lying on his stomach while Zhou Mi’s back is against the wall. He’s got his legs sprawled over the mattress, catching Ryeowook’s attention (he’s got his legs close to his chest and is sitting similarly to Zhou Mi, back against the wall). The glare of the television distracts Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi from noticing Ryeowook’s leering at Zhou Mi’s legs.
He must have made a noise because Zhou Mi looks over at him curiously. Ryeowook shyly looks away, wiping a little drool from the corner of his lips. Zhou Mi shrugs his shoulder and continues to watch television. His hand is on Kyuhyun’s back, stroking it, much to Ryeowook’s dismay. But he stops staring and turns his attention back to the television, zoning out just like the others.
A half an hour goes by, and pretty soon, Kyuhyun’s asleep, flat on his stomach, folded arms supporting his head. Zhou Mi musses his hair when he notices and gets up off the bed. Ryeowook watches every movement he makes, including when he suddenly takes off his pants to change into his pajamas.
Ryeowook squeaks, surprised by Zhou Mi’s boldness, only to remember that, as someone living in a dorm with several other males, he should have been used to random stripping without care. He turns his attention towards the wall directly across him, not making a sound or a single movement. Zhou Mi takes off his shirt and puts on a beat-up t-shirt that looks like he probably stole it from Kyuhyun. Something about that makes Ryeowook’s stomach turn.
When Zhou Mi’s done changing, he suddenly looks at Ryeowook like he had forgotten the other was there.
“Ah, Li Xu, I forgot you were here. Do you want to sleep here tonight or are you going to wait for Henry?”
Ryeowook can’t even think straight when he hears Zhou Mi asking him to sleep in the same room as him. But then he starts to think he’ll end up sleeping by himself while Mi cuddles with Kyuhyun in the next bed. So he declines the offer, but then a question pops into his head suddenly.
“Ah-Mi-gege,” he says sheepishly, “a-are you going to go to bed?”
Zhou Mi looks him and cocks his head a little, curiously.
“I was going to read a little until I fell asleep. Why do you ask?”
Ryeowook starts to get really shy suddenly, a strong difference from the gawking he was doing earlier. But he persists, feeling himself get a little hard as he stares at Zhou Mi’s legs and remembers how they looked earlier that day.
“Could you come to my hotel room-just for a little while? I want to show you something.”
Ryeowook isn’t sure just why he’s being so bold especially when Kyuhyun is right there, sleeping but still there. And he thinks of just what he will do to him when he finds out he invited Zhou Mi to his room. And he certainly does not want to imagine what Kyuhyun will do when he finds out what Ryeowook’s true intentions are.
“Sure.”
They’re in the shared room that Ryeowook and Henry are staying in and Zhou Mi is standing, curious, not sure just why he’s there. Then Ryeowook says that he needs to use the restroom and that he should make himself at home on the bed. He feels a little weary, but then remembers that this is Ryeowook and he’s about as harmful as a little bunny rabbit. He sits down, pajama pants loosely hanging about his waist. He puts his hands on his thighs and wipes them (they’re suddenly very sweaty, for some reason).
No more than a few minutes pass before Ryeowook turns off the bathroom light and walks out. Zhou Mi jumps a little at the sound but calms down. That’s when he sees Ryeowook walk out in a white robe and bare feet.
“Are you planning on taking a bath tonight, Li Xu?”
Ryeowook doesn’t say anything, moving for the robe’s belt and starts to undo it. Zhou Mi isn’t sure what’s going on but he gets a clear picture when Ryeowook drops the robe and stands, naked, just a few feet from him. Zhou Mi knows he should get up and scold Ryeowook for what he’s doing before running back to the safety of his own room with Kyuhyun.
Oh Kyuhyun, he thinks. What will he do when he finds out what Ryeowook’s doing right now?
But Zhou Mi doesn’t say anything, nor does he make any sudden movements. He’s rendered immobile and that’s when Ryeowook gets to work. He straddles Zhou Mi, his bare ass touching Zhou Mi’s thighs. Zhou Mi closes his eyes and opens them when he feels Ryeowook kiss him, his tongue slipping between his lips like he doesn’t have a single shred of shame in his tiny body.
Zhou Mi still does nothing, not even kissing back. His vision is blurred and he swears that he’s just having a really awkward dream that he’ll have to cleanse his mind of when he wakes up.
But it’s not a dream.
He knows this when Ryeowook undoes his pajama bottoms’ string and starts to slip them down his legs. Mi still doesn’t do a thing, not even looking to see what Ryeowook will do next. His legs are bare and he’s sitting on the mattress, lifeless.
But then Ryeowook rubs up against him, straddling him again, his hand reaching for Zhou Mi’s cock. He knows that he needs to say something now but something about the situation doesn’t quite feel wrong.
He finds himself getting more and more aroused as Ryeowook continues to rub his cock through his tight briefs. He closes his eyes and bites his lips, trying not to make a sound. He can’t let Ryeowook know he’s enjoying this. It’s not right, he thinks. But things change when Ryeowook gets off of him and onto the floor. He’s on his knees between Zhou Mi’s spread legs and starts licking his thighs.
He murmurs something and Zhou Mi swears Ryeowook just told him his legs taste good. What is going on, Zhou Mi thinks but then he lets out an unsuppressed moan when Ryeowook starts licking at his bulge, and he can no longer think straight.
Ryeowook gets up suddenly and pushes him back onto the bed, grabbing at his waist and pulling the briefs down his thighs and his calves, until they hit the floor. Zhou Mi’s head hits the mattress when Ryeowook grabs hold of his cock. He can barely see over his own chest when he notices Ryeowook’s head going straight for his crotch.
That’s when Ryeowook’s mouth meets Zhou Mi’s cock and the former starts sucking him like he wants to get every bit of Zhou Mi in his mouth. His tongue is everywhere and his cheeks are hollowing (Zhou Mi shakily supports himself with his bent arms) and he’s got to be giving Zhou Mi the best blowjob he’s ever gotten because now he can’t help but moan, and rather loudly at that.
“Li Xu,” Ryeowook’s Chinese name leaving his mouth in the form of a long drawn-out sigh.
Something about how eager Ryeowook is right now makes Zhou Mi suspicious but then his hands are pinned down, wrists held by Ryeowook’s tightly gripping hands. He looks up and can see Ryeowook’s face, a smile drawn across it. This isn’t the same Ryeowook he’s used to, Zhou Mi thinks, but that isn’t necessarily a bad thing.
Ryeowook leans over and kisses Zhou Mi’s neck, his lips on every inch of skin that Zhou Mi can feel. He’s unable to move but he certainly gets off on Ryeowook nibbling at his neck.
Suddenly, he gets a surge of strength that manages to get him to push Ryeowook up. He then rolls over and pins Ryeowook to the bed. Ryeowook looks a bit terrified at what’s happening but Zhou Mi calms him with a deep kiss, tongue’s intertwining and teeth clashing so the sound can be heard clearly by both of them.
He bites Ryeowook’s bottom lip as he pulls away. He throws his head back to catch his breath only to have Ryeowook sit up and kiss his chest, wrapping his arms around him and pulling him back down. It feels so good, Zhou Mi thinks, and he’s thinking about as clearly as he can in a situation that hazy.
Ryeowook whispers into his ear, sensually, “Fuck me, gege.”
Zhou Mi can do nothing but comply to the younger’s wishes. He asks Ryeowook where he keeps the lube (if he has any) and then mentions he has some in his room.
“You’re going to go out-like that, gege?” Ryeowook looks him up and down, noting just how naked the older man was.
“I’ll be back quickly.”
“D-Don’t wake Kyuhyunnie,” Ryeowook requests meekly. Zhou Mi feels a bit of guilty eating at the pit of his stomach but he ignores it when he eyes just how amazing Ryeowook looks, bare naked, legs spread, sweating and breathing softly.
He grabs the robe Ryeowook dropped and wraps himself in it as he quietly slinks down the hallway. He opens the door and can see that Kyuhyun is still asleep. He shuffles over to his suitcase in the closet and grabs the bottle of lube he’d been keeping for a special occasion. This was as good a time as any to use it, he thinks.
He runs out without making a sound and comes back to find Ryeowook, on his hands and knees, ass in the air like he’s waiting for Zhou Mi. He is, but that doesn’t make it any less hot for Zhou Mi. But he doesn’t like the position Ryeowook’s in.
“I want to see your face as I fuck you, Li Xu,” he whispers teasingly, grabbing Ryeowook by the waist and laying him on his back. Ryeowook sighs contentedly at Zhou Mi’s words and spreads his legs for him.
Zhou Mi spreads the lube down Ryeowook’s entrance, making it as wet as possible. He then rubs some onto his hardened cock, murmuring about how it feels. Then he crawls onto the bed, towards Ryeowook’s legs. He grabs one and puts it around his waist, letting Ryeowook’s calf touch his back. He grabs the other and does the same, wincing a little when Ryeowook tightens his legs around Mi’s waist.
He takes hold of his cock and gently slipped it into Ryeowook. Ryeowook let out a gasp loud enough to make Zhou Mi wonder if Kyuhyun could hear them. He shushes Ryeowook but it does no good when he’s finally started fucking him.
Ryeowook can’t help himself. It feels so good to have Zhou Mi inside of him, fucking him, lying on top of him, their skin touching, sticking together as they both start sweating profusely. His throat tightens as Zhou Mi thrusts harder into him. He’s starting to think Zhou Mi’s wanted this just as much as he has.
“Li Xu,” Zhou Mi whispers as he grabs at Ryeowook’s cock and starts pumping it.
Ryeowook’s head falls back onto the mattress, his moans and gasps making their way to the ceiling, echoing in the room. Ryeowook tries hard to be quiet but he simply cannot. It feels too good, and Zhou Mi knows exactly what he’s doing. It feels too good for him to possibly keep quiet.
“F-Fuck, ge-fuck me harder,” he moans, throwing his arms around Zhou Mi’s neck and pressing the other closer to him. Zhou Mi grunts in response, thrusting harder.
He holds Ryeowook’s thighs as the other’s loosening his pull on Mi’s neck. He starts to fall back but Zhou Mi grabs him, holding him as he continues to fuck him.
“Oh god,” Ryeowook says right as he’s about to come. Zhou Mi lets him fall gently back onto the mattress, once again grabbing his cock and pumping him. Ryeowook’s hand moves through his hair as he’s trying so hard to come.
Zhou Mi whispers, “Li Xu,” again and it works for him. Ryeowook comes, with a loud moan of Zhou Mi’s name that he’s sure could be heard throughout the whole floor.
If Kyuhyun wakes up, I’m dead, he thinks to himself.
Zhou Mi pulls out of him and starts pumping himself until he comes as well. His cum lands on Ryeowook’s stomach and his thighs, and Zhou Mi tries so hard not to lean over and lick it all up (he’s not up to tasting his own cum, at the moment). But Ryeowook starts to sit up and pulls Zhou Mi close to him, kissing him softly.
He whispers, “This would’ve never happened if you weren’t wearing those goddamn jeans this morning.”
Zhou Mi isn’t sure what he means until he feels Ryeowook’s hand on his thigh, caressing it.
“Do you have a leg fetish, Li Xu?”
Ryeowook’s face is still flushed from the fucking, so it’s hard for Zhou Mi to notice that he’s blushing. He kisses Zhou Mi again only to have the favor returned.
The two get dressed and Zhou Mi slinks back to his apartment, hoping to go unnoticed by Kyuhyun after such a long period of time. He opens the door and notices it’s dark, feeling relieved that Kyuhyun had turned off the light. But when he walks further in, the light suddenly goes on and Zhou Mi can see Kyuhyun sitting on the bed, waiting for him.
“Where’d you go, Mi?” he asks, sounding a bit annoyed.
Zhou Mi just smiles and says, “In Li Xu’s room. He just wanted to-show me something.”
“You were gone an awful long time.”
“Well, it was really, really cool-I mean, the thing he showed me.”
Kyuhyun gave him a onceover before flipping the bedspread, revealing his naked body underneath. Zhou Mi just smiles at him awkwardly, pretending like he doesn’t know what Kyuhyun wants.
But when Kyuhyun crawls over to him, kissing him and whispering into his ear, he remembers Ryeowook (how he looked underneath Mi, to be exact) and starts to give into Kyuhyun’s advances.
“Li Xu,” he whispers, without Kyuhyun noticing.
THE END
A/N: This is sook's fault. Also, it's my first time writing WookMi/MiWook /o/
Word Count: 2,768
Pairings: Zhou Mi/Ryeowook, brief QMi moments
Rating: NC-17
Summary: What happens when Ryeowook discovers he has a bit of a leg fetish and Zhou Mi becomes his victim.
When he sees Zhou Mi step out of the hotel room wearing skin tight pants (tighter than normal, surprisingly), Ryeowook can’t help but stare. He turns away when the older man catches his gaze but he plays it off like he was merely admiring the brand of jeans he was wearing.
“They’re designer. I got them-”
Zhou Mi starts trailing off into an anecdote about how he acquired the jeans but Ryeowook’s not paying attention. He’s staring, gawking at just how long Mi’s legs are and how good they look in those jeans. He notices Kyuhyun come out of the room Zhou Mi came out of and immediately turns his head. He looks towards the wall, suspiciously, pretending he wasn’t just staring at Zhou Mi.
Kyuhyun eyes him but says nothing. He nudges Zhou Mi and asks him where the others are. Zhou Mi shrugs his shoulder before putting his sunglasses on his head and zipping up his bag. Ryeowook leans against the wall and whistles nonchalantly. Kyuhyun stalks over to him and asks him the same question as if the older man wasn’t within earshot.
“Donghae-hyung’s showering still. And I think Eunhyuk-hyung is still sleeping.”
“You’re kidding me? Those guys-come on let’s just go downstairs and get breakfast. When they’re ready, we’ll meet up with them.”
He grabs both Ryeowook and Zhou Mi by the wrists and drags them down the hallway. Ryeowook gets another look at Zhou Mi’s lower half but looks away when Zhou Mi catches him. The latter merely smiles obliviously rendering Ryeowook a little flushed. Kyuhyun notices nothing and continues on until they make it to the elevator.
After breakfast and a long day of sight-seeing in Taiwan, everyone headed back to their hotel rooms. Then Henry suddenly suggests that he and Eunhyuk and Donghae go out clubbing. Eunhyuk is dismissive of the idea but Donghae goads him into going (like always). This leaves Ryeowook without a roommate and an empty hotel room. He’s just about ready to ask Zhou Mi if he can join Kyuhyun and him in their room but he holds his request.
Zhou Mi notices his disappointment at Henry leaving and assumes he’s going to be lonely without the younger man. He invites Ryeowook over and gets a rather enthusiastic answer in response.
The threesome sit on the two queen beds, Ryeowook on the left bed and Kyuhyun and Mi on the right. Kyuhyun’s lying on his stomach while Zhou Mi’s back is against the wall. He’s got his legs sprawled over the mattress, catching Ryeowook’s attention (he’s got his legs close to his chest and is sitting similarly to Zhou Mi, back against the wall). The glare of the television distracts Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi from noticing Ryeowook’s leering at Zhou Mi’s legs.
He must have made a noise because Zhou Mi looks over at him curiously. Ryeowook shyly looks away, wiping a little drool from the corner of his lips. Zhou Mi shrugs his shoulder and continues to watch television. His hand is on Kyuhyun’s back, stroking it, much to Ryeowook’s dismay. But he stops staring and turns his attention back to the television, zoning out just like the others.
A half an hour goes by, and pretty soon, Kyuhyun’s asleep, flat on his stomach, folded arms supporting his head. Zhou Mi musses his hair when he notices and gets up off the bed. Ryeowook watches every movement he makes, including when he suddenly takes off his pants to change into his pajamas.
Ryeowook squeaks, surprised by Zhou Mi’s boldness, only to remember that, as someone living in a dorm with several other males, he should have been used to random stripping without care. He turns his attention towards the wall directly across him, not making a sound or a single movement. Zhou Mi takes off his shirt and puts on a beat-up t-shirt that looks like he probably stole it from Kyuhyun. Something about that makes Ryeowook’s stomach turn.
When Zhou Mi’s done changing, he suddenly looks at Ryeowook like he had forgotten the other was there.
“Ah, Li Xu, I forgot you were here. Do you want to sleep here tonight or are you going to wait for Henry?”
Ryeowook can’t even think straight when he hears Zhou Mi asking him to sleep in the same room as him. But then he starts to think he’ll end up sleeping by himself while Mi cuddles with Kyuhyun in the next bed. So he declines the offer, but then a question pops into his head suddenly.
“Ah-Mi-gege,” he says sheepishly, “a-are you going to go to bed?”
Zhou Mi looks him and cocks his head a little, curiously.
“I was going to read a little until I fell asleep. Why do you ask?”
Ryeowook starts to get really shy suddenly, a strong difference from the gawking he was doing earlier. But he persists, feeling himself get a little hard as he stares at Zhou Mi’s legs and remembers how they looked earlier that day.
“Could you come to my hotel room-just for a little while? I want to show you something.”
Ryeowook isn’t sure just why he’s being so bold especially when Kyuhyun is right there, sleeping but still there. And he thinks of just what he will do to him when he finds out he invited Zhou Mi to his room. And he certainly does not want to imagine what Kyuhyun will do when he finds out what Ryeowook’s true intentions are.
“Sure.”
They’re in the shared room that Ryeowook and Henry are staying in and Zhou Mi is standing, curious, not sure just why he’s there. Then Ryeowook says that he needs to use the restroom and that he should make himself at home on the bed. He feels a little weary, but then remembers that this is Ryeowook and he’s about as harmful as a little bunny rabbit. He sits down, pajama pants loosely hanging about his waist. He puts his hands on his thighs and wipes them (they’re suddenly very sweaty, for some reason).
No more than a few minutes pass before Ryeowook turns off the bathroom light and walks out. Zhou Mi jumps a little at the sound but calms down. That’s when he sees Ryeowook walk out in a white robe and bare feet.
“Are you planning on taking a bath tonight, Li Xu?”
Ryeowook doesn’t say anything, moving for the robe’s belt and starts to undo it. Zhou Mi isn’t sure what’s going on but he gets a clear picture when Ryeowook drops the robe and stands, naked, just a few feet from him. Zhou Mi knows he should get up and scold Ryeowook for what he’s doing before running back to the safety of his own room with Kyuhyun.
Oh Kyuhyun, he thinks. What will he do when he finds out what Ryeowook’s doing right now?
But Zhou Mi doesn’t say anything, nor does he make any sudden movements. He’s rendered immobile and that’s when Ryeowook gets to work. He straddles Zhou Mi, his bare ass touching Zhou Mi’s thighs. Zhou Mi closes his eyes and opens them when he feels Ryeowook kiss him, his tongue slipping between his lips like he doesn’t have a single shred of shame in his tiny body.
Zhou Mi still does nothing, not even kissing back. His vision is blurred and he swears that he’s just having a really awkward dream that he’ll have to cleanse his mind of when he wakes up.
But it’s not a dream.
He knows this when Ryeowook undoes his pajama bottoms’ string and starts to slip them down his legs. Mi still doesn’t do a thing, not even looking to see what Ryeowook will do next. His legs are bare and he’s sitting on the mattress, lifeless.
But then Ryeowook rubs up against him, straddling him again, his hand reaching for Zhou Mi’s cock. He knows that he needs to say something now but something about the situation doesn’t quite feel wrong.
He finds himself getting more and more aroused as Ryeowook continues to rub his cock through his tight briefs. He closes his eyes and bites his lips, trying not to make a sound. He can’t let Ryeowook know he’s enjoying this. It’s not right, he thinks. But things change when Ryeowook gets off of him and onto the floor. He’s on his knees between Zhou Mi’s spread legs and starts licking his thighs.
He murmurs something and Zhou Mi swears Ryeowook just told him his legs taste good. What is going on, Zhou Mi thinks but then he lets out an unsuppressed moan when Ryeowook starts licking at his bulge, and he can no longer think straight.
Ryeowook gets up suddenly and pushes him back onto the bed, grabbing at his waist and pulling the briefs down his thighs and his calves, until they hit the floor. Zhou Mi’s head hits the mattress when Ryeowook grabs hold of his cock. He can barely see over his own chest when he notices Ryeowook’s head going straight for his crotch.
That’s when Ryeowook’s mouth meets Zhou Mi’s cock and the former starts sucking him like he wants to get every bit of Zhou Mi in his mouth. His tongue is everywhere and his cheeks are hollowing (Zhou Mi shakily supports himself with his bent arms) and he’s got to be giving Zhou Mi the best blowjob he’s ever gotten because now he can’t help but moan, and rather loudly at that.
“Li Xu,” Ryeowook’s Chinese name leaving his mouth in the form of a long drawn-out sigh.
Something about how eager Ryeowook is right now makes Zhou Mi suspicious but then his hands are pinned down, wrists held by Ryeowook’s tightly gripping hands. He looks up and can see Ryeowook’s face, a smile drawn across it. This isn’t the same Ryeowook he’s used to, Zhou Mi thinks, but that isn’t necessarily a bad thing.
Ryeowook leans over and kisses Zhou Mi’s neck, his lips on every inch of skin that Zhou Mi can feel. He’s unable to move but he certainly gets off on Ryeowook nibbling at his neck.
Suddenly, he gets a surge of strength that manages to get him to push Ryeowook up. He then rolls over and pins Ryeowook to the bed. Ryeowook looks a bit terrified at what’s happening but Zhou Mi calms him with a deep kiss, tongue’s intertwining and teeth clashing so the sound can be heard clearly by both of them.
He bites Ryeowook’s bottom lip as he pulls away. He throws his head back to catch his breath only to have Ryeowook sit up and kiss his chest, wrapping his arms around him and pulling him back down. It feels so good, Zhou Mi thinks, and he’s thinking about as clearly as he can in a situation that hazy.
Ryeowook whispers into his ear, sensually, “Fuck me, gege.”
Zhou Mi can do nothing but comply to the younger’s wishes. He asks Ryeowook where he keeps the lube (if he has any) and then mentions he has some in his room.
“You’re going to go out-like that, gege?” Ryeowook looks him up and down, noting just how naked the older man was.
“I’ll be back quickly.”
“D-Don’t wake Kyuhyunnie,” Ryeowook requests meekly. Zhou Mi feels a bit of guilty eating at the pit of his stomach but he ignores it when he eyes just how amazing Ryeowook looks, bare naked, legs spread, sweating and breathing softly.
He grabs the robe Ryeowook dropped and wraps himself in it as he quietly slinks down the hallway. He opens the door and can see that Kyuhyun is still asleep. He shuffles over to his suitcase in the closet and grabs the bottle of lube he’d been keeping for a special occasion. This was as good a time as any to use it, he thinks.
He runs out without making a sound and comes back to find Ryeowook, on his hands and knees, ass in the air like he’s waiting for Zhou Mi. He is, but that doesn’t make it any less hot for Zhou Mi. But he doesn’t like the position Ryeowook’s in.
“I want to see your face as I fuck you, Li Xu,” he whispers teasingly, grabbing Ryeowook by the waist and laying him on his back. Ryeowook sighs contentedly at Zhou Mi’s words and spreads his legs for him.
Zhou Mi spreads the lube down Ryeowook’s entrance, making it as wet as possible. He then rubs some onto his hardened cock, murmuring about how it feels. Then he crawls onto the bed, towards Ryeowook’s legs. He grabs one and puts it around his waist, letting Ryeowook’s calf touch his back. He grabs the other and does the same, wincing a little when Ryeowook tightens his legs around Mi’s waist.
He takes hold of his cock and gently slipped it into Ryeowook. Ryeowook let out a gasp loud enough to make Zhou Mi wonder if Kyuhyun could hear them. He shushes Ryeowook but it does no good when he’s finally started fucking him.
Ryeowook can’t help himself. It feels so good to have Zhou Mi inside of him, fucking him, lying on top of him, their skin touching, sticking together as they both start sweating profusely. His throat tightens as Zhou Mi thrusts harder into him. He’s starting to think Zhou Mi’s wanted this just as much as he has.
“Li Xu,” Zhou Mi whispers as he grabs at Ryeowook’s cock and starts pumping it.
Ryeowook’s head falls back onto the mattress, his moans and gasps making their way to the ceiling, echoing in the room. Ryeowook tries hard to be quiet but he simply cannot. It feels too good, and Zhou Mi knows exactly what he’s doing. It feels too good for him to possibly keep quiet.
“F-Fuck, ge-fuck me harder,” he moans, throwing his arms around Zhou Mi’s neck and pressing the other closer to him. Zhou Mi grunts in response, thrusting harder.
He holds Ryeowook’s thighs as the other’s loosening his pull on Mi’s neck. He starts to fall back but Zhou Mi grabs him, holding him as he continues to fuck him.
“Oh god,” Ryeowook says right as he’s about to come. Zhou Mi lets him fall gently back onto the mattress, once again grabbing his cock and pumping him. Ryeowook’s hand moves through his hair as he’s trying so hard to come.
Zhou Mi whispers, “Li Xu,” again and it works for him. Ryeowook comes, with a loud moan of Zhou Mi’s name that he’s sure could be heard throughout the whole floor.
If Kyuhyun wakes up, I’m dead, he thinks to himself.
Zhou Mi pulls out of him and starts pumping himself until he comes as well. His cum lands on Ryeowook’s stomach and his thighs, and Zhou Mi tries so hard not to lean over and lick it all up (he’s not up to tasting his own cum, at the moment). But Ryeowook starts to sit up and pulls Zhou Mi close to him, kissing him softly.
He whispers, “This would’ve never happened if you weren’t wearing those goddamn jeans this morning.”
Zhou Mi isn’t sure what he means until he feels Ryeowook’s hand on his thigh, caressing it.
“Do you have a leg fetish, Li Xu?”
Ryeowook’s face is still flushed from the fucking, so it’s hard for Zhou Mi to notice that he’s blushing. He kisses Zhou Mi again only to have the favor returned.
The two get dressed and Zhou Mi slinks back to his apartment, hoping to go unnoticed by Kyuhyun after such a long period of time. He opens the door and notices it’s dark, feeling relieved that Kyuhyun had turned off the light. But when he walks further in, the light suddenly goes on and Zhou Mi can see Kyuhyun sitting on the bed, waiting for him.
“Where’d you go, Mi?” he asks, sounding a bit annoyed.
Zhou Mi just smiles and says, “In Li Xu’s room. He just wanted to-show me something.”
“You were gone an awful long time.”
“Well, it was really, really cool-I mean, the thing he showed me.”
Kyuhyun gave him a onceover before flipping the bedspread, revealing his naked body underneath. Zhou Mi just smiles at him awkwardly, pretending like he doesn’t know what Kyuhyun wants.
But when Kyuhyun crawls over to him, kissing him and whispering into his ear, he remembers Ryeowook (how he looked underneath Mi, to be exact) and starts to give into Kyuhyun’s advances.
“Li Xu,” he whispers, without Kyuhyun noticing.
THE END
A/N: This is sook's fault. Also, it's my first time writing WookMi/MiWook /o/