Unfuckable
Unfuckable
Pairing: KiHaeHyuk, Everyone/Eunhyuk
Rating: PG-16
Summary: “You’re basically unfuckable.”
.:|:.
“Donghae! Kibum! I’m home~~!” Eunhyuk yelled as he ran towards his room excitedly, eager to see his lovers as soon as possible. He practically skidded to a stop in front of his room before opening the door with a wide grin.
“Donghae, you’ll never guess what happened today! There was this mp3 player on sale and it looked like an alien and I think you would…” Eunhyuk’s words faded away as he processed the scene in front of him.
Kibum glared at the oldest boy from Donghae’s crotch, and Donghae’s matching frown clearly told Eunhyuk to ‘get the fuck out’. Miffed at the fact that his lovers were having fun without him yet again, Eunhyuk crossed his arms across his chest. He could not stop the complaint from escaping his lips,
“Why do you guys always leave me out?”
“You’re too greedy. Never think about Donghae’s or my needs when we’re doing it,” Kibum replied quickly.
“You don’t do any of the work either and you make funny sounds,” Donghae chimed in.
“And you make weird faces when you cum.”
“Your feet smell funny too.”
“You’re basically unfuckable.”
With his face flushed in embarrassment and shame, Eunhyuk shouted, “Fine! Go have you lovely little fuck session without me, I’m sure that will solve all your problems!” before running away to Sungmin’s room.
Donghae craned his neck to see which direction Eunhyuk was going, “Should we follow him? I think we might’ve gone too far this time.”
Kibum shrugged carelessly before turning to face Donghae, “He’ll get over it by evening, don’t worry so much,” and turned his attention back to his previous job, causing Donghae to forget the recent events.
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“Hyung~! Kibum and Donghae don’t like me anymore!” Eunhyuk pouted as he stormed into Sungmin’s room.
Surprised, the older boy looked up from his book to look at the petulant boy in his doorframe. At the sight of the boy, he abandoned his book and hesitantly opened his arms in an invitation that Eunhyuk took quickly. As Eunhyuk settled in his arms, Sungmin fought to find comforting words for the younger, “You know that’s not true. Everyone knows that they love you…”
“But they said sex with me is bad! And that I make funny faces and, and, and…” The younger boy sniffled loudly in his valiant attempt to keep from crying. However, the humiliation and shame proved to be too much and his efforts failed. He dug his face into Sungmin’s chest; the small sobs caused his shoulders to shake and Sungmin’s heart to break just a little inside of him.
Cautiously, “Are you sure they’re just not playing with you? Their jokes can be pretty mean sometimes…”
“But they know I’m really sensitive about that kind of stuff! Sungminie-hyung, am I really unfuckable?” Eunhyuk searched the elder’s eyes imploringly. His eyes were wide and watery; his lower lip was reddish from being bitten by the white teeth above it. The way Eunhyuk clasped his shirt reminded Sungmin of a desperate puppy and he looked so damn cute.
Well, if Kibum and Donghae do not want him, why not?
Smirking, Sungmin laid Eunhyuk on the bed gently before crawling on top of him and murmured into the younger man’s ear, “Why don’t we find out?” before kissing him thoroughly.
.:|:.
Several hours and kisses later, Sungmin rolled off of Eunhyuk’s sweaty body and said, “Definitely fuckable,” before biting the soft junction of the dancer’s neck and shoulder, causing Eunhyuk to release the most delicious moan.
Kibum and Donghae had no clue what they were missing out on.
.:|:.
Eunhyuk savagely punched the control buttons. Kibum and Donghae had sexiled him yet again. He pouted as his character shot a large zombie.
How could they sexile their own lover?
In a fit of rage, he decided to vent his frustrations on Kyuhyun’s video games with no regards for the youngest boy’s happiness. He viciously stabbed the buttons in an attempt to kill a large monster with three eyes and slime dripping down its’ shapeless body. His efforts increased as the same slime that was covering the monster began to surround his character. He watched his character struggle against the flood of green ooze, but to no avail. The green slime prevailed and the words “GAME OVER” flashed in a bright red across the screen.
Further upset by the turn of events, Eunhyuk launched the controller towards a random corner of the room, not seeing Kyuhyun enter.
“Hyung! What are you doing?” Kyuhyun rushed to the controller, immediately checking for any possible injuries. Satisfied with the controller’s condition he turned to yell at Eunhyuk, only to be see the elder vanish into the corridor. He walked briskly to match Eunhyuk’s pace and grabbed his wrist, forcing the other man to stop.
“What if you damaged the controller? What would you do then?”
“Shut up. Leave me alone,” Eunhyuk tried to jerk his wrist free from Kyuhyun’s hold, but the younger’s hold on him only tightened.
“I think you should repay me for that little stunt,” Kyuhyun declared. The glint in his eyes was entirely unholy and unbefitting for the youngest member.
“Fine, want me to buy you a new controller?” Eunhyuk turned to the boy with a cross expression on his face.
“Actually,” Kyuhyun leaned in closer towards Eunhyuk, causing him to back up into the wall; he entangled his other hand with Eunhyuk’s free one, trapping the older boy on the wall, “Sungmin told me that you’re very flexible.” He kissed Eunhyuk sweetly before pulling him into his room.
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“Sungmin never told me you shaved,” Kyuhyun said breathlessly as he lied next to Eunhyuk. He let his eyes roam the expanse of Eunhyuk’s smooth legs.
Eunhyuk let out an incoherent sound muffled by the pillow in response. He rolled his body over and to rest his head on the younger’s chest. Kyuhyun chuckled slightly and brought his hand up to pet the older man’s hair softly, smiling when Eunhyuk fell asleep to the sound of Kyuhyun humming and the feeling of the younger man’s fingers running through his hair.
.:|:.
Eunhyuk had been surprised to hear Hankyung and Siwon yelling at each other through their bedroom door. He cracked the door open just in time to see Hankyung throw a pillow at Siwon’s head.
“I’m older than you!”
“But I’m taller! And I have more muscles!”
“So what? I can totally wipe you out in any fight and you know it too.”
“Is everything okay?” Eunhyuk interjected, alarmed by the strange turn of events. He looked around the room, looking for the pair’s other lover, “Where’s Heechul-hyung?”
Hankyung sighed in exasperation, “Where is Heechul? There would be no problems if he were here…” He turned to Siwon, “Want to call Heechul? That should solve everything.”
Siwon did not reply. Instead, he was looking at Eunhyuk with a thoughtful expression.
“Siwon, are you okay?” Hankyung poked the taller man as Eunhyuk simply stood there, staring at Siwon.
“I heard from Kyuhyun that you shave hyung. Is it true?” Siwon asked Eunhyuk with and intent look on his face.
Eunhyuk’s face turned to a brilliant shade of red. He spluttered unintelligible words before giving the younger man a small nod in reply and turning to leave the room.
“Wait!” Hankyung called after him.
Eunhyuk turned around, the unspoken question clear on his face.
“Can you show us your legs? Just to make sure Kyuhyun’s not lying.”
Eunhyuk sighed and bent down to roll up his jeans.
He barely had the time to look up before Hankyung and Siwon pounced.
.:|:.
Heechul stormed into Kibum’s room, slamming the door loudly. The action startled Donghae and got a raised eyebrow from Kibum. He paid no mind to their discomfort and proceeded to complain loudly.
“Why don’t you keep Eunhyuk in check? I swear, do something about him! Hannie won’t stop staring at his ass when he thinks I’m not looking and Siwon keeps on groping him every chance he gets. I swear that boy is taking all of their attention away from me.” Heechul yelled at the couple lounging on the bed.
Kibum frowned. What was he supposed to do about that? He turned to reply to Heechul, but the elder had already left the room, leaving him and Donghae in complete confusion.
.:|:.
The next day, Heechul waltzed into Kibum’s room with a silly grin on his face achieving the same effect he had made on the previous day. He took Kibum’s face into his hands and cooed, “Don’t ever make up with Eunhyuk, okay? He makes the cutest faces ever,” and waltzed back out of the room.
Donghae tilted his head towards Kibum’s direction, “What do you think that was about?” He was surprised to be met with Kibum’s mad face. His really scary face that frightened everyone within 3 meters radius of him.
Donghae had always thought it was pretty sexy.
Kibum bent his head to kiss Donghae’s cheek, “Nothing, I think we should go see Eunhyuk today though.” He proceeded to walk out of the room with Donghae close behind him.
.:|:.
Kibum fumed silently as Yesung wrapped a friendly, too friendly in his mind, arm around Eunhyuk’s waist. His indignation grew as the vocalist pulled Eunhyuk’s body closer to him, letting the younger man rest his head on Yesung’s shoulder. The light giggles that escaped Eunhyuk’s lips served only to feed Kibum’s growing jealously.
He pointed his finger towards the boy’s area angrily while facing Donghae, “Do you see that? He’s cheating on us!”
Donghae yawned, obviously bored with the scene in front of him, “Cuddling does not equate to cheating. If it did, I would have cheated on you with at least, oh I don’t know, five hundred other people? Let’s go back to the room and cuddle.”
Kibum sighed, exasperated by Donghae’s ignorance, “Does cuddling involve people sticking their heads right into another’s neck, a taken person’s neck?” He gestured towards the oblivious pair’s antics frantically. His anger grew to insurmountable heights as he watched Yesung pull Eunhyuk off the couch and into his room, the sound of the door closing ringing with promises that Kibum did not want to think about.
Donghae watched the exchange with more thought. He rather hated the way Eunhyuk had walked past him without noticing either him or Kibum at all, and the adoring eyes he had fixed on Yesung were a bit irritating.
He glanced at Kibum, who was seething next to him.
Maybe it was time to bring Eunhyuk back to them.
.:|:.
Shindong was eating his breakfast contentedly before Kibum forcibly dragged himself to the table and let his upper body collapse on the flat surface. The actor had been up all night waiting for Eunhyuk and he never came back to their shared room.
He was pissed.
The fact Donghae had ditched him in favor of sleep was not entirely comforting either. He groaned into the table, “Where the hell is Eunhyuk?”
“I think Ryeowook was planning to get to him today. Something about how he really wanted to try topping someone else.”
Kibum stared at Shindong blankly, shocked by the big man’s words. The implications of the words refused to process through his brain.
Ryeowook topping Eunhyuk?
Ryeowook topping anyone?
Somehow the scenario that his mind conjured was just wrong. The image of Ryeowook slipping between Eunhyuk’s legs, forcing them apart as he teased Eunhyuk’s lips with his own was contradictory in so many ways. The sudden apparition of the lithe dancer writhing for the younger man’s touch as the younger reached between his legs to ease a finger into the older man was appalling. The very thought of his lover, his lover, moaning for someone else infuriated him to no end.
He slammed his hands on the table as he rose out of his seat. His eyes burned with a malicious fire, causing Shindong to subtly inch away from him in hopes of escaping the actor’s wrath. He watched Kibum apprehensively as the actor stalked out of the room, determination radiating from his stiff figure. He held his breath until the younger man disappeared into the hall, and proceeded to run out the front door.
Maybe it was time to visit the other dorm and inspect their fridge.
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The sound of the slamming door surprised Eunhyuk. Stunned, he sat on his bed motionlessly allowing his PMP to slip through his lax grasp. He stared at Kibum, whose entire body spoke, yelled, volumes of displeasure and anger. Before he could inquire about his lover’s sudden appearance in his room, strong arms trapped him and slightly chapped lips crashed into his own soft ones. Eunhyuk struggled weakly against Kibum’s hold, but relinquished all appearances of resistance as the younger’s hand slipped under his shirt to play with his right nipple. He broke his lips from Kibum’s hold to let out a muted moan and stretched his arms up to wrap his arms around Kibum’s neck.
He gasped in surprise as a separate pair of hands reached under his shirt to slide it off his torso. Eunhyuk turned his head to face Donghae, who simply smirked when he caught the older dancer’s gaze and took his lips in a sweet kiss. He moaned loudly as Kibum dragged his hands down the length of his body and slipped his jeans down his slim hips. Eunhyuk felt his eyes close, embracing the loss of control that his lovers’ actions evoked from him. He was so lost in the pleasure that Kibum and Donghae gave his body that he did not hear the harsh whisper Donghae breathed into his ear,
“You’re going to pay us twice the amount of sex you’ve given to everyone in this dorm. At least twice.”
He punctuated his words with a hard bite into the dancer's shoulder as Kibum engulfed Eunhyuk’s member in his mouth while he simultaneously worked his index finger into the dancer’s entrance, ripping a loud cry from Eunhyuk.
.:|:.
Ryeowook pouted as he sat at the kitchen table, “Who here didn’t have sex with Eunhyuk?”
Shindong raised a lonely hand, attracting incredulous looks from the other members, “What? I’m straight, I prefer boobs. Besides, I don’t think he’s slept with Eeteuk or Kangin either.”
Kyuhyun sighed, “No one sleeps with their mother or father obviously. As for being straight, just wait til you see Eunhyuk moving on a bed, that’ll change your preferences quickly.”
Heechul grinned wickedly, “It has got to be the dancing. That’s the only plausible explanation for having such sinful hips. Right Hannie, Siwonie?” Satisfied with the dreamy nods he got from his lovers, he retreated from the conversation.
“His lips are really bitable, you know? Very nice and plump,” Yesung interjected, not taking his eyes of the window.
“He likes to cuddle after the deed is done. It is so cute,” Sungmin added, with a content smile on his face.
“I really wanted to top someone! Why am I so unlucky?” Ryeowook bemoaned, muttering about there was absolutely no justice in the world.
No justice at all.
END
Pairing: KiHaeHyuk, Everyone/Eunhyuk
Rating: PG-16
Summary: “You’re basically unfuckable.”
.:|:.
“Donghae! Kibum! I’m home~~!” Eunhyuk yelled as he ran towards his room excitedly, eager to see his lovers as soon as possible. He practically skidded to a stop in front of his room before opening the door with a wide grin.
“Donghae, you’ll never guess what happened today! There was this mp3 player on sale and it looked like an alien and I think you would…” Eunhyuk’s words faded away as he processed the scene in front of him.
Kibum glared at the oldest boy from Donghae’s crotch, and Donghae’s matching frown clearly told Eunhyuk to ‘get the fuck out’. Miffed at the fact that his lovers were having fun without him yet again, Eunhyuk crossed his arms across his chest. He could not stop the complaint from escaping his lips,
“Why do you guys always leave me out?”
“You’re too greedy. Never think about Donghae’s or my needs when we’re doing it,” Kibum replied quickly.
“You don’t do any of the work either and you make funny sounds,” Donghae chimed in.
“And you make weird faces when you cum.”
“Your feet smell funny too.”
“You’re basically unfuckable.”
With his face flushed in embarrassment and shame, Eunhyuk shouted, “Fine! Go have you lovely little fuck session without me, I’m sure that will solve all your problems!” before running away to Sungmin’s room.
Donghae craned his neck to see which direction Eunhyuk was going, “Should we follow him? I think we might’ve gone too far this time.”
Kibum shrugged carelessly before turning to face Donghae, “He’ll get over it by evening, don’t worry so much,” and turned his attention back to his previous job, causing Donghae to forget the recent events.
.:|:.
“Hyung~! Kibum and Donghae don’t like me anymore!” Eunhyuk pouted as he stormed into Sungmin’s room.
Surprised, the older boy looked up from his book to look at the petulant boy in his doorframe. At the sight of the boy, he abandoned his book and hesitantly opened his arms in an invitation that Eunhyuk took quickly. As Eunhyuk settled in his arms, Sungmin fought to find comforting words for the younger, “You know that’s not true. Everyone knows that they love you…”
“But they said sex with me is bad! And that I make funny faces and, and, and…” The younger boy sniffled loudly in his valiant attempt to keep from crying. However, the humiliation and shame proved to be too much and his efforts failed. He dug his face into Sungmin’s chest; the small sobs caused his shoulders to shake and Sungmin’s heart to break just a little inside of him.
Cautiously, “Are you sure they’re just not playing with you? Their jokes can be pretty mean sometimes…”
“But they know I’m really sensitive about that kind of stuff! Sungminie-hyung, am I really unfuckable?” Eunhyuk searched the elder’s eyes imploringly. His eyes were wide and watery; his lower lip was reddish from being bitten by the white teeth above it. The way Eunhyuk clasped his shirt reminded Sungmin of a desperate puppy and he looked so damn cute.
Well, if Kibum and Donghae do not want him, why not?
Smirking, Sungmin laid Eunhyuk on the bed gently before crawling on top of him and murmured into the younger man’s ear, “Why don’t we find out?” before kissing him thoroughly.
.:|:.
Several hours and kisses later, Sungmin rolled off of Eunhyuk’s sweaty body and said, “Definitely fuckable,” before biting the soft junction of the dancer’s neck and shoulder, causing Eunhyuk to release the most delicious moan.
Kibum and Donghae had no clue what they were missing out on.
.:|:.
Eunhyuk savagely punched the control buttons. Kibum and Donghae had sexiled him yet again. He pouted as his character shot a large zombie.
How could they sexile their own lover?
In a fit of rage, he decided to vent his frustrations on Kyuhyun’s video games with no regards for the youngest boy’s happiness. He viciously stabbed the buttons in an attempt to kill a large monster with three eyes and slime dripping down its’ shapeless body. His efforts increased as the same slime that was covering the monster began to surround his character. He watched his character struggle against the flood of green ooze, but to no avail. The green slime prevailed and the words “GAME OVER” flashed in a bright red across the screen.
Further upset by the turn of events, Eunhyuk launched the controller towards a random corner of the room, not seeing Kyuhyun enter.
“Hyung! What are you doing?” Kyuhyun rushed to the controller, immediately checking for any possible injuries. Satisfied with the controller’s condition he turned to yell at Eunhyuk, only to be see the elder vanish into the corridor. He walked briskly to match Eunhyuk’s pace and grabbed his wrist, forcing the other man to stop.
“What if you damaged the controller? What would you do then?”
“Shut up. Leave me alone,” Eunhyuk tried to jerk his wrist free from Kyuhyun’s hold, but the younger’s hold on him only tightened.
“I think you should repay me for that little stunt,” Kyuhyun declared. The glint in his eyes was entirely unholy and unbefitting for the youngest member.
“Fine, want me to buy you a new controller?” Eunhyuk turned to the boy with a cross expression on his face.
“Actually,” Kyuhyun leaned in closer towards Eunhyuk, causing him to back up into the wall; he entangled his other hand with Eunhyuk’s free one, trapping the older boy on the wall, “Sungmin told me that you’re very flexible.” He kissed Eunhyuk sweetly before pulling him into his room.
.:|:.
“Sungmin never told me you shaved,” Kyuhyun said breathlessly as he lied next to Eunhyuk. He let his eyes roam the expanse of Eunhyuk’s smooth legs.
Eunhyuk let out an incoherent sound muffled by the pillow in response. He rolled his body over and to rest his head on the younger’s chest. Kyuhyun chuckled slightly and brought his hand up to pet the older man’s hair softly, smiling when Eunhyuk fell asleep to the sound of Kyuhyun humming and the feeling of the younger man’s fingers running through his hair.
.:|:.
Eunhyuk had been surprised to hear Hankyung and Siwon yelling at each other through their bedroom door. He cracked the door open just in time to see Hankyung throw a pillow at Siwon’s head.
“I’m older than you!”
“But I’m taller! And I have more muscles!”
“So what? I can totally wipe you out in any fight and you know it too.”
“Is everything okay?” Eunhyuk interjected, alarmed by the strange turn of events. He looked around the room, looking for the pair’s other lover, “Where’s Heechul-hyung?”
Hankyung sighed in exasperation, “Where is Heechul? There would be no problems if he were here…” He turned to Siwon, “Want to call Heechul? That should solve everything.”
Siwon did not reply. Instead, he was looking at Eunhyuk with a thoughtful expression.
“Siwon, are you okay?” Hankyung poked the taller man as Eunhyuk simply stood there, staring at Siwon.
“I heard from Kyuhyun that you shave hyung. Is it true?” Siwon asked Eunhyuk with and intent look on his face.
Eunhyuk’s face turned to a brilliant shade of red. He spluttered unintelligible words before giving the younger man a small nod in reply and turning to leave the room.
“Wait!” Hankyung called after him.
Eunhyuk turned around, the unspoken question clear on his face.
“Can you show us your legs? Just to make sure Kyuhyun’s not lying.”
Eunhyuk sighed and bent down to roll up his jeans.
He barely had the time to look up before Hankyung and Siwon pounced.
.:|:.
Heechul stormed into Kibum’s room, slamming the door loudly. The action startled Donghae and got a raised eyebrow from Kibum. He paid no mind to their discomfort and proceeded to complain loudly.
“Why don’t you keep Eunhyuk in check? I swear, do something about him! Hannie won’t stop staring at his ass when he thinks I’m not looking and Siwon keeps on groping him every chance he gets. I swear that boy is taking all of their attention away from me.” Heechul yelled at the couple lounging on the bed.
Kibum frowned. What was he supposed to do about that? He turned to reply to Heechul, but the elder had already left the room, leaving him and Donghae in complete confusion.
.:|:.
The next day, Heechul waltzed into Kibum’s room with a silly grin on his face achieving the same effect he had made on the previous day. He took Kibum’s face into his hands and cooed, “Don’t ever make up with Eunhyuk, okay? He makes the cutest faces ever,” and waltzed back out of the room.
Donghae tilted his head towards Kibum’s direction, “What do you think that was about?” He was surprised to be met with Kibum’s mad face. His really scary face that frightened everyone within 3 meters radius of him.
Donghae had always thought it was pretty sexy.
Kibum bent his head to kiss Donghae’s cheek, “Nothing, I think we should go see Eunhyuk today though.” He proceeded to walk out of the room with Donghae close behind him.
.:|:.
Kibum fumed silently as Yesung wrapped a friendly, too friendly in his mind, arm around Eunhyuk’s waist. His indignation grew as the vocalist pulled Eunhyuk’s body closer to him, letting the younger man rest his head on Yesung’s shoulder. The light giggles that escaped Eunhyuk’s lips served only to feed Kibum’s growing jealously.
He pointed his finger towards the boy’s area angrily while facing Donghae, “Do you see that? He’s cheating on us!”
Donghae yawned, obviously bored with the scene in front of him, “Cuddling does not equate to cheating. If it did, I would have cheated on you with at least, oh I don’t know, five hundred other people? Let’s go back to the room and cuddle.”
Kibum sighed, exasperated by Donghae’s ignorance, “Does cuddling involve people sticking their heads right into another’s neck, a taken person’s neck?” He gestured towards the oblivious pair’s antics frantically. His anger grew to insurmountable heights as he watched Yesung pull Eunhyuk off the couch and into his room, the sound of the door closing ringing with promises that Kibum did not want to think about.
Donghae watched the exchange with more thought. He rather hated the way Eunhyuk had walked past him without noticing either him or Kibum at all, and the adoring eyes he had fixed on Yesung were a bit irritating.
He glanced at Kibum, who was seething next to him.
Maybe it was time to bring Eunhyuk back to them.
.:|:.
Shindong was eating his breakfast contentedly before Kibum forcibly dragged himself to the table and let his upper body collapse on the flat surface. The actor had been up all night waiting for Eunhyuk and he never came back to their shared room.
He was pissed.
The fact Donghae had ditched him in favor of sleep was not entirely comforting either. He groaned into the table, “Where the hell is Eunhyuk?”
“I think Ryeowook was planning to get to him today. Something about how he really wanted to try topping someone else.”
Kibum stared at Shindong blankly, shocked by the big man’s words. The implications of the words refused to process through his brain.
Ryeowook topping Eunhyuk?
Ryeowook topping anyone?
Somehow the scenario that his mind conjured was just wrong. The image of Ryeowook slipping between Eunhyuk’s legs, forcing them apart as he teased Eunhyuk’s lips with his own was contradictory in so many ways. The sudden apparition of the lithe dancer writhing for the younger man’s touch as the younger reached between his legs to ease a finger into the older man was appalling. The very thought of his lover, his lover, moaning for someone else infuriated him to no end.
He slammed his hands on the table as he rose out of his seat. His eyes burned with a malicious fire, causing Shindong to subtly inch away from him in hopes of escaping the actor’s wrath. He watched Kibum apprehensively as the actor stalked out of the room, determination radiating from his stiff figure. He held his breath until the younger man disappeared into the hall, and proceeded to run out the front door.
Maybe it was time to visit the other dorm and inspect their fridge.
.:|:.
The sound of the slamming door surprised Eunhyuk. Stunned, he sat on his bed motionlessly allowing his PMP to slip through his lax grasp. He stared at Kibum, whose entire body spoke, yelled, volumes of displeasure and anger. Before he could inquire about his lover’s sudden appearance in his room, strong arms trapped him and slightly chapped lips crashed into his own soft ones. Eunhyuk struggled weakly against Kibum’s hold, but relinquished all appearances of resistance as the younger’s hand slipped under his shirt to play with his right nipple. He broke his lips from Kibum’s hold to let out a muted moan and stretched his arms up to wrap his arms around Kibum’s neck.
He gasped in surprise as a separate pair of hands reached under his shirt to slide it off his torso. Eunhyuk turned his head to face Donghae, who simply smirked when he caught the older dancer’s gaze and took his lips in a sweet kiss. He moaned loudly as Kibum dragged his hands down the length of his body and slipped his jeans down his slim hips. Eunhyuk felt his eyes close, embracing the loss of control that his lovers’ actions evoked from him. He was so lost in the pleasure that Kibum and Donghae gave his body that he did not hear the harsh whisper Donghae breathed into his ear,
“You’re going to pay us twice the amount of sex you’ve given to everyone in this dorm. At least twice.”
He punctuated his words with a hard bite into the dancer's shoulder as Kibum engulfed Eunhyuk’s member in his mouth while he simultaneously worked his index finger into the dancer’s entrance, ripping a loud cry from Eunhyuk.
.:|:.
Ryeowook pouted as he sat at the kitchen table, “Who here didn’t have sex with Eunhyuk?”
Shindong raised a lonely hand, attracting incredulous looks from the other members, “What? I’m straight, I prefer boobs. Besides, I don’t think he’s slept with Eeteuk or Kangin either.”
Kyuhyun sighed, “No one sleeps with their mother or father obviously. As for being straight, just wait til you see Eunhyuk moving on a bed, that’ll change your preferences quickly.”
Heechul grinned wickedly, “It has got to be the dancing. That’s the only plausible explanation for having such sinful hips. Right Hannie, Siwonie?” Satisfied with the dreamy nods he got from his lovers, he retreated from the conversation.
“His lips are really bitable, you know? Very nice and plump,” Yesung interjected, not taking his eyes of the window.
“He likes to cuddle after the deed is done. It is so cute,” Sungmin added, with a content smile on his face.
“I really wanted to top someone! Why am I so unlucky?” Ryeowook bemoaned, muttering about there was absolutely no justice in the world.
No justice at all.
END