050. This Night
When Super Junior - M landed in Korea, the first thing they did after weaving their way through a crowd of fan girls welcoming them back, was to have a few rounds of shots to celebrate their success. Even though Kyuhyun could have lasted a few more rounds, some where in the night he decided to leave his hyungs and Henry to their games. There was some thing he absolutely had to do.
Starcraft.
He had tried to do some playing in China, he did. But he just never had enough energy to finish a game and always ended up falling asleep. Thus losing which meant his rank went down. It wasn’t acceptable. So he had stopped his failure to play. Neither losing nor winning was better than constantly losing.
He pulled on some fleece pajama pants a simple wife beater and a beanie before pulling the covers off the end of his bed and wrapping it around him as he set his laptop in his lap. He wasn’t drunk. He wasn’t tired. He could totally last through at least one game. Dammit he absolutely had to bring up his scores!
Heechul sat out on the sidelines, occasionally pouring drinks, taking pictures and videos to be laughed at later, and even getting the snacks reserved for the drunken munchies. He really wished he could join them. But there was still some lingering fat on his face and he could probably tone his stomach more and aish really his thighs. He made a mental note to ask a trainer on what exercises he could do. He would never be able to keep up with the SHINee boys or that Jokwon guy at the rate that his legs were looking. It was such a problem now.
Right, that’s why he was watching everyone else have fun while he wasn’t drinking or eating. His stomach grumbled a bit, still not quite used to this change in diet. Oh he was going to go crazy. He glanced at the table, noticing that the fruits were running out. He got up off the couch, going into the kitchen to peel some more.
Three pears later, he looked up from the fruit at the sight of some of his dongsaengs doing some dance being lead by Yesung. Heechul chuckled, taking out his camera and taking a few pictures. Soon he joined the others and put one plate on the table. He had another in his hands and went off to explore the 11th floor dorm rooms knowing what exactly their naughty magnae was doing.
Heechul didn’t even bother knocking before entering, closing the door behind him. Kyuhyun wouldn’t even bother looking to see who it was anyway. He chuckled, the sight of their magnae with his blanket wrapped around him and the sounds of gunshots filling the room. The elder lifted one end of the blanket, crawling in behind the gamer, wrapping his limbs around the other in a way that wouldn’t disturb his playing but still be comfortable for him. Heechul rested his head on the other’s shoulder, scanning the screen to see how he was doing. Ah, Kyuhyunnie must’ve missed his game really badly if he was playing this aggressively. Usually Kyuhyun liked to mess with his opponents’ head a bit before going in for a win. Heechul chuckled before picking up a piece of pear and placing part of it on the other’s lips and smiled in delight as the other obediently opened his mouth and chewed.
“Thanks hyung.”
Heechul smiled much more gently now, settling in to watch Kyuhyun more than he actually watched the game. He could hear the noise outside crescendo and die as some people got stupider and clumsier the more they drank. He knew he should watch over them some, being the only truly sober one in the house right now, but he was just too comfortable. He missed his Kyu.
The plate had long been emptied and lay on the bed behind the pair. Heechul could guess that Kyuhyun was just starting maybe his fifth game and the others had either gone to bed or just passed out. Ryeowook hadn’t come into the room so that probably meant he fell asleep and most likely Heechul would be able to find him curled up next to somebody in the morning.
He let out a long sigh, his boredom easily ticking away at his mind. Game-Kyu was still busy setting up his base. Heechul sighed again, this time purposely into the other’s neck. No reaction. He pursed his lips, adjusting his hands so that they were more ‘conveniently’ placed. Still no reaction. Fine. Kiddy gloves were off.
The elder turned his face into the other’s neck, breathing in the faint lingering wisps of the other’s cologne, his lips brushing over the pale unmarred skin. One hand found its way underneath Kyuhyun’s thin wife beater, fingertips barely ghosting over what Heechul knew was a pale and slightly toned young body before settling right in that space between the youth’s pects. His other hand rubbed down the other side of Kyuhyun’s body before settling on the other’s thigh, his fingers rubbing small circles in his inner thigh.
The magnae let out a breath that Heechul could read as a mix of apprehension and annoyance as he shifted his body position to make those hands seem less sexual. A blazing gaze flickered to the other’s inattentive eyes and he buried his face deeper into Kyuhyun’s neck his teeth harshly grazing the skin, one hand easily palming a quickly hardening nipple, his fingers moving underneath fleece pants. The youth jumped, missing the button that could have sealed his win. Kyuhyun watched in horror as his split second miss ended up with his enemy all over him. There was no way he could make a come back. Angered, he elbowed Heechul off him, turning towards his hyung.
“Ah hyung! Look what you made me do! I lost! I was so close to getting back my spot! How could you do this? You know how much my rank meant to me!”
He turned back to see a dialogue box had come up to announce his lost and display the game statistics. Heechul stared at the other’s back, biting back his emotions before he did something stupid like throw Kyuhyun’s laptop like he wanted to.
“Fine! Play your stupid motherfucking game. Don’t pay any attention to the boyfriend you didn’t contact for weeks!”
Heechul huffed kicking the other before pulling the blanket off the other’s shoulders and curled in on himself, facing away from the younger male. In his head he grumbled about stupid magnae’s who had horrible phone habits and didn’t even properly give him an ‘I missed you’ or even a nice long greeting kiss.
Kyuhyun sighed, the guild sinking in and looked at his statistics. It wasn’t a bad lose. He still got a lot of points. He could easily catch up some other time. He looked at the dialogue person as his opponent asked if he wanted to do another game and was complimenting his strategy. He looked where he had almost agreed. He glanced over his shoulder, knowing Heechul wasn’t crying, he never did, but he knew he was really upset. He quickly deleted his previous answer, instead making up some excuse that he had to go to bed so that he didn’t miss a test he had in his first class. He bid his farewell before shutting down his laptop and placing it on the floor.
He turned around, crawling towards his boyfriend and wrapping his arms around the other, leaning over so he could see the other’s face.
“Chul-ah…Chul-ah~…my darling baby…”
The younger buried his face into the unresponsive back, nuzzling his way down the other’s spine. He lifted the hem of the Heechul’s shirt a bit, gently laying kisses over the sharp angles of hips he was so familiar bruising. He felt the muscles beneath his lips relaxing as Heechul turned onto his back, an unreadable gaze meeting his own. Kyuhyun moved up the body next to him, only settling when his lips could meet their mates.
Heechul entwined one of his hands with Kyuhyun’s, the other wrapping around the back of his neck pulling the younger male closer. Kyuhyun moaned, massaging his lips more into Heechul’s, his unoccupied hand splayed across smooth skin underneath Heechul’s shirt. He felt Heechul’s tongue flicker against his lips, telling him to do more than just kiss him.
Kyuhyun smirked into the kiss before plunging forward, thrusting his tongue as far as he could before completely disconnecting the two. He sat up on his knees taking in with enjoyment of the blush that was building on his boyfriend’s cheeks. He straddled much smaller hips, looking down at the man lying before him locking their gazes together as he shred his wife beater off. He bent over, putting his fingers onto the warmth that was Heechul’s body, hooking the hem of his shirt in his fingers. Slowly he glided his hands up the other’s body, pausing when his fingertips met twin nubs. Kyuhyun chuckled into the crook of Heechul’s neck as the other arched into the feeling of having his nipples being touched so lightly. He suckled on the skin beneath his lips knowing that Heechul was starting to lose his composure.
He pulled away just long enough to peel off Heechul’s shirt completely, his hands returning to teasing those chocolate nubs and his mouth once more attacking the long neck below him. Heechul moaned into the feeling, his hands gripping the other’s much more muscular than he remembered biceps. He let out a strangled moan of the other’s name, trying to slow his breaths as the other pulled away. He caught the other’s lips one more time before his dongsaeng sat up.
Young eyes scanned his body as if he didn’t recognize it. Well maybe he couldn’t.
“Did you get smaller?”
Heechul looked away, feeling his arousal starting to dissipate. Though he wasn’t sure if it was because his boyfriend only now just noticed, that he hadn’t actually read his mini hompy entries like he said he had, or that he actually didn’t even pay attention to the fact that his weight loss was in several magazines and newspapers already. For Christ’s sake the first thing Ryeowook and Hankyung did when they saw him was ask if he was starving himself.
“Well maybe if you actually read my mini hompy like you said you did you would know, now wouldn’t you?”
Heechul sat up, pushing Kyuhyun off himself enough that he could get out of the bed. He didn’t get very far as much bulkier arms wrapped around his body and pulled him closer to the bed. Heechul rolled his eyes, turning his head away and refusing to look at the other brunette. The arms around him only tightened as he felt a head upon his shoulder.
“How much hyung?”
The elder refused to reply.
“Oh hyung! Tell me…”
A face rubbed against the side of his neck. Heechul sighed. He missed his boyfriend too much to just let this single night of rest to end up with him going to bed alone and upset.
“I don’t know…eight?…ten by now maybe?”
He felt those arms pulled him right back into bed but this time the two laid facing each other. Kyuhyun touched his forehead to Heechul’s, taking in the slight differences. His face nearly had the same angle it did a few years ago, that adorable belly pudge he had was gone, his pects were more defined, his arms and legs looked like sticks again. Why? He didn’t mind the weight gain. Hell it made him look normal. He sought Heechul’s gaze but found that he couldn’t get it.
“Why?”
Heechul paused, his fingers playing with the ties on Kyuhyun’s pants.
“I looked really fat in the drama. You could constantly see my double chin! And really I don’t get much publicity other than the drama. I have to keep up with the younger kids somehow…”
Kyuhyun sighed, shutting his boyfriend up with a firm kiss. He couldn’t fight this. Heechul was one of the most self-conscious in Super Junior. He had so many rules for himself it was insane.
“You don’t need to. I’ll always find you beautiful, even if you gained like 50 kilos. I love you Chul.”
Heechul relaxed in the other’s arms, scooting closer until their chests were completely touching. He nuzzled the other’s neck before pulling Kyuhyun’s lips to his, tongues slipping into a languid dance.
After a few satisfactory moments, the elder of the two ended it, touching their noses together, his gaze set on Kyuhyun’s eyes.
“You’re lucky I missed you enough to let you be such a sap you douche.”
The younger laughed, locking their lips once more in a more playful battle, rolling on top of his much skinnier half. The kiss soon turned passionate as Heechul’s nails grazed down the other’s back, pulling his pants down just a bit. Kyuhyun mentally smirked and pushed further into Heechul’s mouth, quickly dominating his lover.
Heechul let out a breathy moan as Kyuhyun’s mouth moved down his throat, lapping it’s way down to his belly button, dipping deep into it.
“Kyu please…my nipples…play with my nipples.”
Kyuhyun looked up from where he was marveling at his hyung’s flat and incredibly smooth stomach, a bit of shock on his face. Heechul never begged in bed unless it was for Kyuhyun to, quote: ‘hurry the fuck up and stick your goddamn cock in me’. Not that he minded, he was interested as to where this was going.
He moved back up, pressing his clothed arousal into Heechul’s, placing a kiss onto each nipple before encasing Heechul’s left one in his mouth. He groaned in delight as Heechul’s moaned and arched into his mouth. He moved onto its twin, dragging his tongue across the older man’s chest. The man below him bucked his hips, letting out the most erotic mewl he’s ever heard. Heechul’s hand had moved to his mouth, his teeth nipping at his own fingers. Kyu smirked around the nipple, bringing his other hand up to twist and flick at the empty nub. He knew Heechul absolutely loved this; he only bit at his fingers when he had given up his control. It was the sign Kyuhyun strived to get from his hyung every single time. Kyuhyun let his hands take over as he went further up, his lips floating above Heechul’s.
“I’ve never seen you be so sensitive.”
He bent over and nipped at the spot right below Heechul’s ear that got him clinging to him.
“I really love this side of you.”
“Sh-sh-shut up.”
Heechul gasped as Kyuhyun flicked both of his nipples at the same time, wrapping his limbs around his younger lover. Kyuhyun took his chance to merge their mouths together in a searing kiss as he twisted and rolled Heechul’s nipples harder. Heechul mewled into Kyuhyun’s mouth, his nails leaving red marks as they dragged their way down his back. Kyuhyung groaned, grinding his hips into Heechul, twisting twin nubs even harder. Heechul pulled away, mewling Kyuhyun’s name as he tensed for a moment before completely melting into the mattress.
Kyuhyun pulled away, sitting on his heels, his gaze scanning over his lover. Now that was a sight he was glad he could see. He slid off his bed. Stripping both himself and Heechul of their pants. He stared at Heechul’s crotch, licking his lips with interest at the few pearly strands amongst Heechul’s patch of hair.
“Someone shaved for me~”
He bent over, licking the hairless skin at Heechul’s crotch, his hands coming up to keep him from squirming. He loved it when Heechul did these kinds of things for him. He knew his boyfriend hated the process and even more so hated ‘feeling like a little boy’ down there but Kyuhyun though it was sexy and it turned him on even more knowing Heechul had done it just for this day. He moved towards that patch of hair, lapping at the last bit of his lover’s essence, savoring the smell. He moved back, smiling at Heechul’s blushing cock, brushing his palm against the quickly hardening length. Heechul mewled again, his hands gripping at the pillow beneath his head.
“You’re really sensitive tonight.”
“Shut up.”
Kyuhyun leaned back down, taking the drop of Heechul’s precum leaking from the tip.
“You taste really sweet.”
“Shut up.”
Kyuhyun smirked, going further down pressing a chaste kiss to the pulsing ring of muscles before him. He moved away, looking for his lubricant. He really couldn’t wait any longer. He wanted his lover so badly right now. He reached under his bed, pulling it the thing he needed. He was quick to spread some on his fingers and around Heechul’s entrance. He moved back up, timing his kiss with the insertion of his finger. Both males moaned at the feeling, their lust building up even more.
“Oh Heechul you’re so tight. You haven’t played with yourself at all down here have you?”
“Shut up.”
One hand grasped the younger’s head, pulling him down into another kiss, their tongues immediately beginning a rough dance. Kyuhyun added another finger and began to massage and stretch his lover. Heechul started to roll his hips into the feeling, letting Kyuhyun take complete control over him.
“You’re so hot. I can’t wait to be inside you.”
“Shut up.”
He added one more finger, his mouth working on Heechul’s collarbone and his boyfriend gasped and moaned, gripping at his hair. He pulled away before he could leave a mark, placing a kiss underneath Heechul’s ear.
“I love you.”
“Shut up.”
He chuckled, kissing his awaiting hyung once more.
“Don’t you have anything better to say than shut up?”
Heechul stilled a bit, his lustful eyes sparkling with something more as he moved to his younger lover, kissing him gently.
“I love you Kyuhyun. Please make love to me.”
Kyuhyun moaned, kissing his hyung once more before moving in between Heechul’s legs. He placed another kiss right above Heechul’s crotch as he spread the lube over his length and around his lover’s hole. He whispered another ‘I love you’ before lining his cock with Heechul’s entrance and pushing in.
He groaned, gritting his teeth, pushing in slowly, his hands curling at the sheets next to him. Heechul gasped and whimpered a bit, his hands reaching for Kyuhyun’s. It had been months since they last made love and true to Kyuhyun’s words, he really hadn’t played with himself.
Kyuhyun’s knees felt weak as he completely sheathed himself inside Heechul. God it was hot and tight. He pressed their chests close together, placing butterfly kisses all over the smaller man’s face. Heechul’s arms wrapped around his shoulders, his eyes were glazed up in lust and he could feel himself pulsing around Kyuhyun. His name was whispered into his ear as he felt those strong hips roll into his.
They rolled again, much more urgent to move faster but Heechul could swear there was something different about this time. Heechul was mumbling a combined slur of ‘wait’ and ‘not yet’ into Kyuhyun’s ear as the younger nipped at the man below him. He wanted to make Heechul cry his name out in ecstasy and maybe even wake up some of the other members.
He found slim legs wrapping around his waist as he rolled his hips once more, a deep musky moan coming from the man under him. Heechul took his ear lobe in his teeth, nodding that Kyuhyun could do as he pleased now. Kyuhyun grinned, burying tongue at the dip between his paler lover’s clavicles as he readjusted his lover’s hips so that he could thrust much more easily.
Soon his rolling hips became short, quick thrusts, each moving with precision hitting just around the area that Heechul wanted hit most. Heechul’s breaths became faster, his arms wrapped around the other’s shoulders, clenching at messy locks. Their chest were slick with sweat and the lithe body arched into the much broader chest, an appreciative moan at feeling his nipples being pressed and rubbed against.
Kyuhyun still wanted more. He stilled, wrapping his arms around the Heechul’s petite waist, and hoisted them both up into a sitting position. Heechul gasped, his nails digging into his lover’s back as he felt his prostate being pushed against. He spread his legs wider, his breath caught in his throat as Kyuhyun easily pushed into him even more. God he didn’t even think it was possible.
The two brunettes’ lips came together once more in a languid kiss, each resting a bit, just letting the pressure fade just a bit.
“Hyung I love you.”
The two gazed at each other before Kyuhyun lay back, gripping Heechul’s hips as he started at a slower but harder pace. A satisfied look came upon the younger’s face as his lover above him cried out at each thrust, the sound of skin on skin accenting each cry. He licked his lips, watching as Heechul brought his own fingers to those chocolate nubs, winking naughtily at him.
Kyuhyun grinned and thrusted harder into Heechul, timing them with each twist his lover gave himself. Heechul groaned, biting at his lip like it could help him keep the urge to release down.
“Love. Ah. You. Ah! Kyu-ah!”
The shorter-haired male looked down his stomach at the blushing cock leaking precum all over his crotch. Kyuhyun plunged deep into Heechul, eliciting a loud scream from him, as he sat up again, pumping Heechul’s cock as the other writhed in his hold, trying to not come.
He didn’t move his hips, instead letting his lover grind against the feeling of having a cock buried deep within him. Heechul was pulsing around him, the feeling stimulating him to move even more. Heechul adjusted a bit and let out an unbridled scream, arching back so violently Kyuhyun toppled over him.
“Oh god. Kyu. Kyu! Please. Please just do as you wish. Pl-”
Kyuhyun pressed his tongue into Heechul’s mouth, releasing his lover’s cock as he almost pulled all the way out. The elder groaned anticipating what was coming as waves of ecstasy rolled through his body. Kyuhyun bent his lover over some more, his face not far from Heechul’s. He claimed it was the best angle to watch Heechul come and right now that look on Heechul’s face that only could see is what he wanted.
He pushed in hard and pulled out faster, thrusting into his lover at a brutal pace. Heechul could only gasp and moan and yell and like hell did he care if he woke up the whole fucking city. Heechul’s body was shaking with ecstasy and his pitch was going higher and higher as soon he found himself clinging to Kyuhyun his body shaking with ecstasy. Kyuhyun groaned Heechul’s name before plunging once more into his lover, his own body going into spasms as he emptied his love into Heechul.
And soon the two were collapsed together on the bed, both flushed with the color of love. Kyuhyun regained some of his composure first, pulling out and moving them both until they were in a more comfortable position for sleep. Heechul curled into Kyuhyun, placing lazy kisses wherever he could on his lover. The two looked into each other’s eyes once more, promising each other their souls before they fell into a comfortable slumber.
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Extended Ending here!
Starcraft.
He had tried to do some playing in China, he did. But he just never had enough energy to finish a game and always ended up falling asleep. Thus losing which meant his rank went down. It wasn’t acceptable. So he had stopped his failure to play. Neither losing nor winning was better than constantly losing.
He pulled on some fleece pajama pants a simple wife beater and a beanie before pulling the covers off the end of his bed and wrapping it around him as he set his laptop in his lap. He wasn’t drunk. He wasn’t tired. He could totally last through at least one game. Dammit he absolutely had to bring up his scores!
Heechul sat out on the sidelines, occasionally pouring drinks, taking pictures and videos to be laughed at later, and even getting the snacks reserved for the drunken munchies. He really wished he could join them. But there was still some lingering fat on his face and he could probably tone his stomach more and aish really his thighs. He made a mental note to ask a trainer on what exercises he could do. He would never be able to keep up with the SHINee boys or that Jokwon guy at the rate that his legs were looking. It was such a problem now.
Right, that’s why he was watching everyone else have fun while he wasn’t drinking or eating. His stomach grumbled a bit, still not quite used to this change in diet. Oh he was going to go crazy. He glanced at the table, noticing that the fruits were running out. He got up off the couch, going into the kitchen to peel some more.
Three pears later, he looked up from the fruit at the sight of some of his dongsaengs doing some dance being lead by Yesung. Heechul chuckled, taking out his camera and taking a few pictures. Soon he joined the others and put one plate on the table. He had another in his hands and went off to explore the 11th floor dorm rooms knowing what exactly their naughty magnae was doing.
Heechul didn’t even bother knocking before entering, closing the door behind him. Kyuhyun wouldn’t even bother looking to see who it was anyway. He chuckled, the sight of their magnae with his blanket wrapped around him and the sounds of gunshots filling the room. The elder lifted one end of the blanket, crawling in behind the gamer, wrapping his limbs around the other in a way that wouldn’t disturb his playing but still be comfortable for him. Heechul rested his head on the other’s shoulder, scanning the screen to see how he was doing. Ah, Kyuhyunnie must’ve missed his game really badly if he was playing this aggressively. Usually Kyuhyun liked to mess with his opponents’ head a bit before going in for a win. Heechul chuckled before picking up a piece of pear and placing part of it on the other’s lips and smiled in delight as the other obediently opened his mouth and chewed.
“Thanks hyung.”
Heechul smiled much more gently now, settling in to watch Kyuhyun more than he actually watched the game. He could hear the noise outside crescendo and die as some people got stupider and clumsier the more they drank. He knew he should watch over them some, being the only truly sober one in the house right now, but he was just too comfortable. He missed his Kyu.
The plate had long been emptied and lay on the bed behind the pair. Heechul could guess that Kyuhyun was just starting maybe his fifth game and the others had either gone to bed or just passed out. Ryeowook hadn’t come into the room so that probably meant he fell asleep and most likely Heechul would be able to find him curled up next to somebody in the morning.
He let out a long sigh, his boredom easily ticking away at his mind. Game-Kyu was still busy setting up his base. Heechul sighed again, this time purposely into the other’s neck. No reaction. He pursed his lips, adjusting his hands so that they were more ‘conveniently’ placed. Still no reaction. Fine. Kiddy gloves were off.
The elder turned his face into the other’s neck, breathing in the faint lingering wisps of the other’s cologne, his lips brushing over the pale unmarred skin. One hand found its way underneath Kyuhyun’s thin wife beater, fingertips barely ghosting over what Heechul knew was a pale and slightly toned young body before settling right in that space between the youth’s pects. His other hand rubbed down the other side of Kyuhyun’s body before settling on the other’s thigh, his fingers rubbing small circles in his inner thigh.
The magnae let out a breath that Heechul could read as a mix of apprehension and annoyance as he shifted his body position to make those hands seem less sexual. A blazing gaze flickered to the other’s inattentive eyes and he buried his face deeper into Kyuhyun’s neck his teeth harshly grazing the skin, one hand easily palming a quickly hardening nipple, his fingers moving underneath fleece pants. The youth jumped, missing the button that could have sealed his win. Kyuhyun watched in horror as his split second miss ended up with his enemy all over him. There was no way he could make a come back. Angered, he elbowed Heechul off him, turning towards his hyung.
“Ah hyung! Look what you made me do! I lost! I was so close to getting back my spot! How could you do this? You know how much my rank meant to me!”
He turned back to see a dialogue box had come up to announce his lost and display the game statistics. Heechul stared at the other’s back, biting back his emotions before he did something stupid like throw Kyuhyun’s laptop like he wanted to.
“Fine! Play your stupid motherfucking game. Don’t pay any attention to the boyfriend you didn’t contact for weeks!”
Heechul huffed kicking the other before pulling the blanket off the other’s shoulders and curled in on himself, facing away from the younger male. In his head he grumbled about stupid magnae’s who had horrible phone habits and didn’t even properly give him an ‘I missed you’ or even a nice long greeting kiss.
Kyuhyun sighed, the guild sinking in and looked at his statistics. It wasn’t a bad lose. He still got a lot of points. He could easily catch up some other time. He looked at the dialogue person as his opponent asked if he wanted to do another game and was complimenting his strategy. He looked where he had almost agreed. He glanced over his shoulder, knowing Heechul wasn’t crying, he never did, but he knew he was really upset. He quickly deleted his previous answer, instead making up some excuse that he had to go to bed so that he didn’t miss a test he had in his first class. He bid his farewell before shutting down his laptop and placing it on the floor.
He turned around, crawling towards his boyfriend and wrapping his arms around the other, leaning over so he could see the other’s face.
“Chul-ah…Chul-ah~…my darling baby…”
The younger buried his face into the unresponsive back, nuzzling his way down the other’s spine. He lifted the hem of the Heechul’s shirt a bit, gently laying kisses over the sharp angles of hips he was so familiar bruising. He felt the muscles beneath his lips relaxing as Heechul turned onto his back, an unreadable gaze meeting his own. Kyuhyun moved up the body next to him, only settling when his lips could meet their mates.
Heechul entwined one of his hands with Kyuhyun’s, the other wrapping around the back of his neck pulling the younger male closer. Kyuhyun moaned, massaging his lips more into Heechul’s, his unoccupied hand splayed across smooth skin underneath Heechul’s shirt. He felt Heechul’s tongue flicker against his lips, telling him to do more than just kiss him.
Kyuhyun smirked into the kiss before plunging forward, thrusting his tongue as far as he could before completely disconnecting the two. He sat up on his knees taking in with enjoyment of the blush that was building on his boyfriend’s cheeks. He straddled much smaller hips, looking down at the man lying before him locking their gazes together as he shred his wife beater off. He bent over, putting his fingers onto the warmth that was Heechul’s body, hooking the hem of his shirt in his fingers. Slowly he glided his hands up the other’s body, pausing when his fingertips met twin nubs. Kyuhyun chuckled into the crook of Heechul’s neck as the other arched into the feeling of having his nipples being touched so lightly. He suckled on the skin beneath his lips knowing that Heechul was starting to lose his composure.
He pulled away just long enough to peel off Heechul’s shirt completely, his hands returning to teasing those chocolate nubs and his mouth once more attacking the long neck below him. Heechul moaned into the feeling, his hands gripping the other’s much more muscular than he remembered biceps. He let out a strangled moan of the other’s name, trying to slow his breaths as the other pulled away. He caught the other’s lips one more time before his dongsaeng sat up.
Young eyes scanned his body as if he didn’t recognize it. Well maybe he couldn’t.
“Did you get smaller?”
Heechul looked away, feeling his arousal starting to dissipate. Though he wasn’t sure if it was because his boyfriend only now just noticed, that he hadn’t actually read his mini hompy entries like he said he had, or that he actually didn’t even pay attention to the fact that his weight loss was in several magazines and newspapers already. For Christ’s sake the first thing Ryeowook and Hankyung did when they saw him was ask if he was starving himself.
“Well maybe if you actually read my mini hompy like you said you did you would know, now wouldn’t you?”
Heechul sat up, pushing Kyuhyun off himself enough that he could get out of the bed. He didn’t get very far as much bulkier arms wrapped around his body and pulled him closer to the bed. Heechul rolled his eyes, turning his head away and refusing to look at the other brunette. The arms around him only tightened as he felt a head upon his shoulder.
“How much hyung?”
The elder refused to reply.
“Oh hyung! Tell me…”
A face rubbed against the side of his neck. Heechul sighed. He missed his boyfriend too much to just let this single night of rest to end up with him going to bed alone and upset.
“I don’t know…eight?…ten by now maybe?”
He felt those arms pulled him right back into bed but this time the two laid facing each other. Kyuhyun touched his forehead to Heechul’s, taking in the slight differences. His face nearly had the same angle it did a few years ago, that adorable belly pudge he had was gone, his pects were more defined, his arms and legs looked like sticks again. Why? He didn’t mind the weight gain. Hell it made him look normal. He sought Heechul’s gaze but found that he couldn’t get it.
“Why?”
Heechul paused, his fingers playing with the ties on Kyuhyun’s pants.
“I looked really fat in the drama. You could constantly see my double chin! And really I don’t get much publicity other than the drama. I have to keep up with the younger kids somehow…”
Kyuhyun sighed, shutting his boyfriend up with a firm kiss. He couldn’t fight this. Heechul was one of the most self-conscious in Super Junior. He had so many rules for himself it was insane.
“You don’t need to. I’ll always find you beautiful, even if you gained like 50 kilos. I love you Chul.”
Heechul relaxed in the other’s arms, scooting closer until their chests were completely touching. He nuzzled the other’s neck before pulling Kyuhyun’s lips to his, tongues slipping into a languid dance.
After a few satisfactory moments, the elder of the two ended it, touching their noses together, his gaze set on Kyuhyun’s eyes.
“You’re lucky I missed you enough to let you be such a sap you douche.”
The younger laughed, locking their lips once more in a more playful battle, rolling on top of his much skinnier half. The kiss soon turned passionate as Heechul’s nails grazed down the other’s back, pulling his pants down just a bit. Kyuhyun mentally smirked and pushed further into Heechul’s mouth, quickly dominating his lover.
Heechul let out a breathy moan as Kyuhyun’s mouth moved down his throat, lapping it’s way down to his belly button, dipping deep into it.
“Kyu please…my nipples…play with my nipples.”
Kyuhyun looked up from where he was marveling at his hyung’s flat and incredibly smooth stomach, a bit of shock on his face. Heechul never begged in bed unless it was for Kyuhyun to, quote: ‘hurry the fuck up and stick your goddamn cock in me’. Not that he minded, he was interested as to where this was going.
He moved back up, pressing his clothed arousal into Heechul’s, placing a kiss onto each nipple before encasing Heechul’s left one in his mouth. He groaned in delight as Heechul’s moaned and arched into his mouth. He moved onto its twin, dragging his tongue across the older man’s chest. The man below him bucked his hips, letting out the most erotic mewl he’s ever heard. Heechul’s hand had moved to his mouth, his teeth nipping at his own fingers. Kyu smirked around the nipple, bringing his other hand up to twist and flick at the empty nub. He knew Heechul absolutely loved this; he only bit at his fingers when he had given up his control. It was the sign Kyuhyun strived to get from his hyung every single time. Kyuhyun let his hands take over as he went further up, his lips floating above Heechul’s.
“I’ve never seen you be so sensitive.”
He bent over and nipped at the spot right below Heechul’s ear that got him clinging to him.
“I really love this side of you.”
“Sh-sh-shut up.”
Heechul gasped as Kyuhyun flicked both of his nipples at the same time, wrapping his limbs around his younger lover. Kyuhyun took his chance to merge their mouths together in a searing kiss as he twisted and rolled Heechul’s nipples harder. Heechul mewled into Kyuhyun’s mouth, his nails leaving red marks as they dragged their way down his back. Kyuhyung groaned, grinding his hips into Heechul, twisting twin nubs even harder. Heechul pulled away, mewling Kyuhyun’s name as he tensed for a moment before completely melting into the mattress.
Kyuhyun pulled away, sitting on his heels, his gaze scanning over his lover. Now that was a sight he was glad he could see. He slid off his bed. Stripping both himself and Heechul of their pants. He stared at Heechul’s crotch, licking his lips with interest at the few pearly strands amongst Heechul’s patch of hair.
“Someone shaved for me~”
He bent over, licking the hairless skin at Heechul’s crotch, his hands coming up to keep him from squirming. He loved it when Heechul did these kinds of things for him. He knew his boyfriend hated the process and even more so hated ‘feeling like a little boy’ down there but Kyuhyun though it was sexy and it turned him on even more knowing Heechul had done it just for this day. He moved towards that patch of hair, lapping at the last bit of his lover’s essence, savoring the smell. He moved back, smiling at Heechul’s blushing cock, brushing his palm against the quickly hardening length. Heechul mewled again, his hands gripping at the pillow beneath his head.
“You’re really sensitive tonight.”
“Shut up.”
Kyuhyun leaned back down, taking the drop of Heechul’s precum leaking from the tip.
“You taste really sweet.”
“Shut up.”
Kyuhyun smirked, going further down pressing a chaste kiss to the pulsing ring of muscles before him. He moved away, looking for his lubricant. He really couldn’t wait any longer. He wanted his lover so badly right now. He reached under his bed, pulling it the thing he needed. He was quick to spread some on his fingers and around Heechul’s entrance. He moved back up, timing his kiss with the insertion of his finger. Both males moaned at the feeling, their lust building up even more.
“Oh Heechul you’re so tight. You haven’t played with yourself at all down here have you?”
“Shut up.”
One hand grasped the younger’s head, pulling him down into another kiss, their tongues immediately beginning a rough dance. Kyuhyun added another finger and began to massage and stretch his lover. Heechul started to roll his hips into the feeling, letting Kyuhyun take complete control over him.
“You’re so hot. I can’t wait to be inside you.”
“Shut up.”
He added one more finger, his mouth working on Heechul’s collarbone and his boyfriend gasped and moaned, gripping at his hair. He pulled away before he could leave a mark, placing a kiss underneath Heechul’s ear.
“I love you.”
“Shut up.”
He chuckled, kissing his awaiting hyung once more.
“Don’t you have anything better to say than shut up?”
Heechul stilled a bit, his lustful eyes sparkling with something more as he moved to his younger lover, kissing him gently.
“I love you Kyuhyun. Please make love to me.”
Kyuhyun moaned, kissing his hyung once more before moving in between Heechul’s legs. He placed another kiss right above Heechul’s crotch as he spread the lube over his length and around his lover’s hole. He whispered another ‘I love you’ before lining his cock with Heechul’s entrance and pushing in.
He groaned, gritting his teeth, pushing in slowly, his hands curling at the sheets next to him. Heechul gasped and whimpered a bit, his hands reaching for Kyuhyun’s. It had been months since they last made love and true to Kyuhyun’s words, he really hadn’t played with himself.
Kyuhyun’s knees felt weak as he completely sheathed himself inside Heechul. God it was hot and tight. He pressed their chests close together, placing butterfly kisses all over the smaller man’s face. Heechul’s arms wrapped around his shoulders, his eyes were glazed up in lust and he could feel himself pulsing around Kyuhyun. His name was whispered into his ear as he felt those strong hips roll into his.
They rolled again, much more urgent to move faster but Heechul could swear there was something different about this time. Heechul was mumbling a combined slur of ‘wait’ and ‘not yet’ into Kyuhyun’s ear as the younger nipped at the man below him. He wanted to make Heechul cry his name out in ecstasy and maybe even wake up some of the other members.
He found slim legs wrapping around his waist as he rolled his hips once more, a deep musky moan coming from the man under him. Heechul took his ear lobe in his teeth, nodding that Kyuhyun could do as he pleased now. Kyuhyun grinned, burying tongue at the dip between his paler lover’s clavicles as he readjusted his lover’s hips so that he could thrust much more easily.
Soon his rolling hips became short, quick thrusts, each moving with precision hitting just around the area that Heechul wanted hit most. Heechul’s breaths became faster, his arms wrapped around the other’s shoulders, clenching at messy locks. Their chest were slick with sweat and the lithe body arched into the much broader chest, an appreciative moan at feeling his nipples being pressed and rubbed against.
Kyuhyun still wanted more. He stilled, wrapping his arms around the Heechul’s petite waist, and hoisted them both up into a sitting position. Heechul gasped, his nails digging into his lover’s back as he felt his prostate being pushed against. He spread his legs wider, his breath caught in his throat as Kyuhyun easily pushed into him even more. God he didn’t even think it was possible.
The two brunettes’ lips came together once more in a languid kiss, each resting a bit, just letting the pressure fade just a bit.
“Hyung I love you.”
The two gazed at each other before Kyuhyun lay back, gripping Heechul’s hips as he started at a slower but harder pace. A satisfied look came upon the younger’s face as his lover above him cried out at each thrust, the sound of skin on skin accenting each cry. He licked his lips, watching as Heechul brought his own fingers to those chocolate nubs, winking naughtily at him.
Kyuhyun grinned and thrusted harder into Heechul, timing them with each twist his lover gave himself. Heechul groaned, biting at his lip like it could help him keep the urge to release down.
“Love. Ah. You. Ah! Kyu-ah!”
The shorter-haired male looked down his stomach at the blushing cock leaking precum all over his crotch. Kyuhyun plunged deep into Heechul, eliciting a loud scream from him, as he sat up again, pumping Heechul’s cock as the other writhed in his hold, trying to not come.
He didn’t move his hips, instead letting his lover grind against the feeling of having a cock buried deep within him. Heechul was pulsing around him, the feeling stimulating him to move even more. Heechul adjusted a bit and let out an unbridled scream, arching back so violently Kyuhyun toppled over him.
“Oh god. Kyu. Kyu! Please. Please just do as you wish. Pl-”
Kyuhyun pressed his tongue into Heechul’s mouth, releasing his lover’s cock as he almost pulled all the way out. The elder groaned anticipating what was coming as waves of ecstasy rolled through his body. Kyuhyun bent his lover over some more, his face not far from Heechul’s. He claimed it was the best angle to watch Heechul come and right now that look on Heechul’s face that only could see is what he wanted.
He pushed in hard and pulled out faster, thrusting into his lover at a brutal pace. Heechul could only gasp and moan and yell and like hell did he care if he woke up the whole fucking city. Heechul’s body was shaking with ecstasy and his pitch was going higher and higher as soon he found himself clinging to Kyuhyun his body shaking with ecstasy. Kyuhyun groaned Heechul’s name before plunging once more into his lover, his own body going into spasms as he emptied his love into Heechul.
And soon the two were collapsed together on the bed, both flushed with the color of love. Kyuhyun regained some of his composure first, pulling out and moving them both until they were in a more comfortable position for sleep. Heechul curled into Kyuhyun, placing lazy kisses wherever he could on his lover. The two looked into each other’s eyes once more, promising each other their souls before they fell into a comfortable slumber.
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Extended Ending here!