[drabble] 015. lick, 1/1
015. lick
hangeng/heechul | romance | nc-17
there are a million ways to love you, and i swear, i will do them all.
challenge masterlist.
“Oh, you’re back.” Hangeng momentarily looks up from his book to see Heechul entering the room. “That was early.” Heechul doesn’t answer, which is typical for him, so he returns to his book, shifting a little on the bed. His ass is falling asleep.
“Are you going to be reading for much longer?” Heechul asks, dropping his bag to the floor and shrugging off his jacket.
“It doesn’t matter. Why?”
Hangeng watches Heechul as he strips his sweater off. Oh, so that’s what he wants. Hangeng’s not particularly in the mood, but he knows that if Heechul wants something, he’ll get it one way or another, so he might as well go with it now. He sighs and bookmarks his page, before putting his book down in a safe place. Heechul crawls onto the bed, topless, somewhat resembling a feline, and presses himself up against Hangeng, mouth against his jaw.
Eventually, Hangeng has the older man on all fours in front of him, the bare expanse of his back having him swallowing. He’s tired-he has been for a really long time now-so he wants to make this fast.
Heechul groans as Hangeng preps him, pressing back against his fingers. “I’m going to top you one day,” he says, voice husky, and Hangeng hums, not really taking his word for it. He leans down and drags his tongue along Heechul’s shoulder blades, finishing with a nip at his shoulder. Heechul wiggles his hips, and he finally pulls his fingers out and pushes himself in-Heechul sighs and presses his forehead against the mattress.
Hangeng goes hard and fast, because that’s how Heechul likes it. That, and he would like to get this over with because he really is tired-the management enjoys working them so much that they’re usually ready to keel over and die at any moment. He has no idea where Heechul gets the energy for sex, to be honest.
“I’m close,” Heechul gasps, and Hangeng just speeds up his pace. “No, Geng. Slow down. Oh my God, slow down.” Hangeng stops. “Okay. Okay. Slow.”
“Why?” He leans down, pressing a kiss against his neck.
“Just…go slow.”
Hangeng frowns and pulls out. Heechul whips his head around in frustration. “Roll over,” Hangeng instructs. He wants to be able to see Heechul’s face-the expressions he’s making to want Hangeng to go slow.
He enters Heechul again and goes slow, just as commanded. Heechul closes his eyes and stretches his arms above his head, grasping the bedpost. It’s different, Hangeng thinks-the languid snap of his hips, seeing Heechul’s lips parted like that, his hair falling into his eyes that way. Usually, it goes so fast that he can’t register a thing.
One of Heechul’s hands reaches out for Hangeng, and unsure of what he wants, he takes it in his own hand. Their fingers lace together, and Heechul opens his eyes-stares right at Hangeng, and for a moment, he forgets how to breathe.
The pad of Heechul’s thumb brushes over his skin (Hangeng’s heart skips a beat), and he brings it to his cock, the head shining with precum. No words are exchanged, but Heechul’s eyes are so dark, so glazed over that Hangeng doesn’t how what to make of him. So instead, he bends down, as close as he can to Heechul, and steadily pumps him to the time of his thrusts. It’s slow, and he really is exhausted, but it’s suddenly so different now-the way Heechul can’t even kiss him properly because he’s too busy trying not to moan against his mouth, the way Heechul’s legs are wrapped around his waist in a relaxed manner, without its usual strength-just how calm this is. Hangeng can’t remember ever having sex like this, and he thinks this can happen more often-it can definitely happen more often.
Heechul throws his head back when he comes, silent and lips shaped into a perfect O. That look alone, never mind the way he tightens around him, has Hangeng burying his face in his neck, muffling his groan against his skin.
Afterwards, they lie in bed side by side, on their backs, not touching.
“What was that about?” Hangeng stares at the ceiling, careful not to look at Heechul.
Heechul shrugs. “I don’t know. I wanted to see what it was like to make love.” He turns to look at Hangeng, and when their eyes meet, Hangeng isn’t sure of what to do with this feeling in his heart, working through his veins and lodging itself in his throat. “How was it?”
Hangeng can’t decipher the look on Heechul’s face. “Good,” he replies. “It was good.”
“Good enough to make you want to do it again?”
He cringes, before rolling over so his back faces Heechul. “Maybe tomorrow. Doesn’t your ass hurt?”
Heechul presses himself against Hangeng’s back, and Hangeng has to command his heart to calm down. “Yeah, but I’d do it again for you.”
“We’ll do it again tomorrow.”
“Have sex?”
“No, make love.”
Heechul smiles against his skin. “Okay.”
Hangeng secretly smiles back.
- BACK AT FULL POWER YEAAAAH
- lol just kidding, i just came up with a few drabbles in the past two months XD i actually had no energy to write. and now all the plot bunnies have magically disappeared now that i have more time
- but i'm working on a super long fic! various pairings and stuff, so look forward to it~~
hangeng/heechul | romance | nc-17
there are a million ways to love you, and i swear, i will do them all.
challenge masterlist.
“Oh, you’re back.” Hangeng momentarily looks up from his book to see Heechul entering the room. “That was early.” Heechul doesn’t answer, which is typical for him, so he returns to his book, shifting a little on the bed. His ass is falling asleep.
“Are you going to be reading for much longer?” Heechul asks, dropping his bag to the floor and shrugging off his jacket.
“It doesn’t matter. Why?”
Hangeng watches Heechul as he strips his sweater off. Oh, so that’s what he wants. Hangeng’s not particularly in the mood, but he knows that if Heechul wants something, he’ll get it one way or another, so he might as well go with it now. He sighs and bookmarks his page, before putting his book down in a safe place. Heechul crawls onto the bed, topless, somewhat resembling a feline, and presses himself up against Hangeng, mouth against his jaw.
Eventually, Hangeng has the older man on all fours in front of him, the bare expanse of his back having him swallowing. He’s tired-he has been for a really long time now-so he wants to make this fast.
Heechul groans as Hangeng preps him, pressing back against his fingers. “I’m going to top you one day,” he says, voice husky, and Hangeng hums, not really taking his word for it. He leans down and drags his tongue along Heechul’s shoulder blades, finishing with a nip at his shoulder. Heechul wiggles his hips, and he finally pulls his fingers out and pushes himself in-Heechul sighs and presses his forehead against the mattress.
Hangeng goes hard and fast, because that’s how Heechul likes it. That, and he would like to get this over with because he really is tired-the management enjoys working them so much that they’re usually ready to keel over and die at any moment. He has no idea where Heechul gets the energy for sex, to be honest.
“I’m close,” Heechul gasps, and Hangeng just speeds up his pace. “No, Geng. Slow down. Oh my God, slow down.” Hangeng stops. “Okay. Okay. Slow.”
“Why?” He leans down, pressing a kiss against his neck.
“Just…go slow.”
Hangeng frowns and pulls out. Heechul whips his head around in frustration. “Roll over,” Hangeng instructs. He wants to be able to see Heechul’s face-the expressions he’s making to want Hangeng to go slow.
He enters Heechul again and goes slow, just as commanded. Heechul closes his eyes and stretches his arms above his head, grasping the bedpost. It’s different, Hangeng thinks-the languid snap of his hips, seeing Heechul’s lips parted like that, his hair falling into his eyes that way. Usually, it goes so fast that he can’t register a thing.
One of Heechul’s hands reaches out for Hangeng, and unsure of what he wants, he takes it in his own hand. Their fingers lace together, and Heechul opens his eyes-stares right at Hangeng, and for a moment, he forgets how to breathe.
The pad of Heechul’s thumb brushes over his skin (Hangeng’s heart skips a beat), and he brings it to his cock, the head shining with precum. No words are exchanged, but Heechul’s eyes are so dark, so glazed over that Hangeng doesn’t how what to make of him. So instead, he bends down, as close as he can to Heechul, and steadily pumps him to the time of his thrusts. It’s slow, and he really is exhausted, but it’s suddenly so different now-the way Heechul can’t even kiss him properly because he’s too busy trying not to moan against his mouth, the way Heechul’s legs are wrapped around his waist in a relaxed manner, without its usual strength-just how calm this is. Hangeng can’t remember ever having sex like this, and he thinks this can happen more often-it can definitely happen more often.
Heechul throws his head back when he comes, silent and lips shaped into a perfect O. That look alone, never mind the way he tightens around him, has Hangeng burying his face in his neck, muffling his groan against his skin.
Afterwards, they lie in bed side by side, on their backs, not touching.
“What was that about?” Hangeng stares at the ceiling, careful not to look at Heechul.
Heechul shrugs. “I don’t know. I wanted to see what it was like to make love.” He turns to look at Hangeng, and when their eyes meet, Hangeng isn’t sure of what to do with this feeling in his heart, working through his veins and lodging itself in his throat. “How was it?”
Hangeng can’t decipher the look on Heechul’s face. “Good,” he replies. “It was good.”
“Good enough to make you want to do it again?”
He cringes, before rolling over so his back faces Heechul. “Maybe tomorrow. Doesn’t your ass hurt?”
Heechul presses himself against Hangeng’s back, and Hangeng has to command his heart to calm down. “Yeah, but I’d do it again for you.”
“We’ll do it again tomorrow.”
“Have sex?”
“No, make love.”
Heechul smiles against his skin. “Okay.”
Hangeng secretly smiles back.
- BACK AT FULL POWER YEAAAAH
- lol just kidding, i just came up with a few drabbles in the past two months XD i actually had no energy to write. and now all the plot bunnies have magically disappeared now that i have more time
- but i'm working on a super long fic! various pairings and stuff, so look forward to it~~