Raving About You
Title: Raving About You
Rating: PG-13 for preludes to smut!
Genre: Crack, Romance, almost!smut ^^
Pairings: Yewon, Kyumin!
Warnings: sassy!Yesung and SHIBROWS!!
Summary: Yesung wants to go to a rave. He doesn't make it.
"Well, I don't care," huffs Yesung as he flops down onto the floor, his pout facing the ceiling. "You're an old man who doesn't know how to have fun." Everyone watched Leeteuk's jaw drop as his dongsaeng mouthed him off impudently, lying on his back with his arms folded stubbornly like some spoilt brat. Siwon's eyebrows execute a complicated manoeveur that Kim Yuna's feet would've been proud of as he watched the drama unfold between his leader and his boyfriend.
"Don't you get sassy with me, young man!" Leeteuk almost yells, and storms over. "You know the reasons why you can't go to a rave! For one, it'll be absolutely dangerous for you if you get recognised, and two..."
Yesung rolls his eyes and shuts Leeteuk out, choosing to examine the watermarks on the ceiling in great detail. He's going to that rave on Saturday night, whether Leeteuk likes it or not.
-come Saturday night-
Yesung stands in front of the mirror, putting the finishing touches to his hair before standing back for a final look. He admits he looks stunning, a tight ribbed tank top over fitting jeans that hug his ass, kohl rimmed eyes and freshly blown-dry hair framing his face. Satisfied, he gives his hair a final pat, before turning around to collide with his boyfriend's well-built torso.
"Hey hun, I'm going out, kay?" Yesung says, voice muffled, into the broad chest for a boyfriend.
"Aren't you going to say goodbye?" Yesung looks up, surprised by the tone of Siwon's voice, and sees the all-too-familiar glint in Siwon's dark, hooded eyes. That's all the warning he gets before he's flipped onto their bed and feels Siwon's hand making its way down his pants. His last coherent thought before he dissolves into a cacophony of moans is that he's going to miss that rave, but in all honesty, he doesn't give a damn.
-in the next room-
"God, I wish Siwon let Yesung go to that rave! I doubt he'd be making nearly as much noise there as he is now!" Sungmin rants, pacing the room in an effort to hide his... discomfort, with frustration. Kyuhyun merely chuckles from the corner of his room.
"Sounds like they're having a rave of their own. Why don't we... join the fun?" Kyuhyun suggests, before swiftly crossing the room and pulling Sungmin flush against his body into a rough kiss that leaves them panting. The smaller man smiles against Kyuhyun's lips shakily as he grinds his hips against his lover's; Yesung really should attempt this more often.
A/N: For code_ai as part of my Drabble Request Meme!
xoxo
Bex
Rating: PG-13 for preludes to smut!
Genre: Crack, Romance, almost!smut ^^
Pairings: Yewon, Kyumin!
Warnings: sassy!Yesung and SHIBROWS!!
Summary: Yesung wants to go to a rave. He doesn't make it.
"Well, I don't care," huffs Yesung as he flops down onto the floor, his pout facing the ceiling. "You're an old man who doesn't know how to have fun." Everyone watched Leeteuk's jaw drop as his dongsaeng mouthed him off impudently, lying on his back with his arms folded stubbornly like some spoilt brat. Siwon's eyebrows execute a complicated manoeveur that Kim Yuna's feet would've been proud of as he watched the drama unfold between his leader and his boyfriend.
"Don't you get sassy with me, young man!" Leeteuk almost yells, and storms over. "You know the reasons why you can't go to a rave! For one, it'll be absolutely dangerous for you if you get recognised, and two..."
Yesung rolls his eyes and shuts Leeteuk out, choosing to examine the watermarks on the ceiling in great detail. He's going to that rave on Saturday night, whether Leeteuk likes it or not.
-come Saturday night-
Yesung stands in front of the mirror, putting the finishing touches to his hair before standing back for a final look. He admits he looks stunning, a tight ribbed tank top over fitting jeans that hug his ass, kohl rimmed eyes and freshly blown-dry hair framing his face. Satisfied, he gives his hair a final pat, before turning around to collide with his boyfriend's well-built torso.
"Hey hun, I'm going out, kay?" Yesung says, voice muffled, into the broad chest for a boyfriend.
"Aren't you going to say goodbye?" Yesung looks up, surprised by the tone of Siwon's voice, and sees the all-too-familiar glint in Siwon's dark, hooded eyes. That's all the warning he gets before he's flipped onto their bed and feels Siwon's hand making its way down his pants. His last coherent thought before he dissolves into a cacophony of moans is that he's going to miss that rave, but in all honesty, he doesn't give a damn.
-in the next room-
"God, I wish Siwon let Yesung go to that rave! I doubt he'd be making nearly as much noise there as he is now!" Sungmin rants, pacing the room in an effort to hide his... discomfort, with frustration. Kyuhyun merely chuckles from the corner of his room.
"Sounds like they're having a rave of their own. Why don't we... join the fun?" Kyuhyun suggests, before swiftly crossing the room and pulling Sungmin flush against his body into a rough kiss that leaves them panting. The smaller man smiles against Kyuhyun's lips shakily as he grinds his hips against his lover's; Yesung really should attempt this more often.
A/N: For code_ai as part of my Drabble Request Meme!
xoxo
Bex