Oasis [B-Kyung]
Title: Oasis
Author: kikutan
Pairing: B-Kyung
Rating: Nc-17
Summary: Kyung doesn't normally go to parties..
Author's Notes: ...It's bad smut.. XD
Kyung had somehow been convinced to go to this party. One of many held at Hanhae’s house, even though he had so much studying to do. As far as he could tell, it was a party like any other and people are always reckless at parties. Or at least that was his excuse for getting into the situation he currently found himself in.
He’d already had a substantial amount to drink, he couldn’t quite see straight and he was definitely more clumsy than usual. And it didn’t really bother him when he got hit on by Jaehyo, even though it normally did. And because his senses were deluded so much, he didn’t even think to reject the tiny pink pill that was thrust at him. He sort of stared at it blankly, trying to make himself recognize the familiar Looney Tunes rabbit, until someone urged him to swallow it. And like a good little drunk boy, he did.
It took awhile for the pill to kick in of course, but he soon found himself rolling in the closet because the lights outside were too bright. He didn’t know who had come on to whom, but he was marvelling at the feeling of Minhyuk’s tongue gliding across his skin. And the silky feeling of the older boy’s hair running over his fingers and even the suddenly odd feeling sensation of skin on skin contact. Minhyuk’s hands were cold and they felt so strange to him as they slid into his shirt. It was probably the drug’s fault, he didn’t usually do things like that, but he supposed he could let it go this one time because he liked Minhyuk, and he liked the way the other boy was touching him.
Kyung tilted his head to the side and bit his lip, sighing softly when the elder’s hand pushed into his pants, his hips bucking forward and an uncontrollable moan escaped him.
He felt the laugh that the other let out more then he heard it, there was a roaring in his ears and it was too dark to really see the other but he looked down anyways. Minhyuk’s lips had left his neck a while ago, his shirt had been pushed up and he shivered when the other’s tongue dipped into his navel. He wasn’t sure what to expect out of this encounter, not that he’d even realized it was happening, but he definitely hadn’t thought it would be like this. Though he supposed he never would have confessed to the other in any other situation. It was just regrettable for it to be happening like this; drunk, drugged and in someone’s closet.
Minhyuk didn’t seem to mind though, and Kyung couldn’t help but cry out a little bit when he felt the warm heat of the other boy’s mouth wrap around his length. He couldn’t decide what was more undoing, the way Minhyuk nibbled and focused his attention on the head of his cock, or when Minhyuk drew more of him into his mouth. The gentle sucking and the too hot heat of the other male’s mouth had him crying out and slumping against the wall all too soon. He normally wasn’t so fast, but there was something about this one time that he just had to be embarrassingly quick.
He could hear the other swallow and he blushed slightly, reaching his hand down to brush through Minhyuk’s hair slightly, pulling the other man up to his face. “Sorry…” He bit his lip and let out a surprised noise when the other pushed him into the wall more and pressed their lips together. His eyes slid closed and he groaned softly, Minhyuk’s fingers dancing at his entrance, and it wasn’t something he thought would be particularly exciting, but he couldn’t help but press back into those fingers. The older boy’s tongue had done wonder’s with his cock and now it was doing just as much to his own mouth, kissing was an odd thing to find so pleasurable but he wasn’t complaining when he was already half hard again.
It was dry, but Minhyuk’s finger slipped inside of him surprisingly easy. And Kyung didn’t necessarily like the feeling, but he was in no position to protest what with the other pressed against him and they’re lips locked together so passionately. Minhyuk pulled his finger out slightly, breaking the kiss to suck on the appendage for a moment and get it a little bit slicked up and then he pushed it inside again, causing Kyung to jerk against the other slightly, gasping at the sudden intrusion. Kyung bit his lip and pushed his face against the other’s neck, holding onto Minhyuk’s shoulders and letting his teeth sink into the other’s neck slightly as the finger was worked inside him.
It didn’t seem to take long for Minhyuk to have two more fingers pressed inside him, Kyung continued to nibble on the elder’s neck, leaving obvious red marks he was sure; and he listened to the muffled sounds outside the closet and the easy sound of their combined, ragged breathing.
“Minhyuk…” Kyung licked his lips slightly, letting his head fall back against the wall, shivering slightly when the fingers were pulled out. Minhyuk left a lingering kiss on Kyung’s lips in answer before he turned the younger boy around, pushed his pants down and Kyung could feel the other’s cock pressed against him. Though he wasn’t ready for the other to push into him and he let out a rather loud yell, a sound he was sure even the party patrons could hear over their loud music.
“Fuck… that hurts…” He bit his lip, ignoring the way his hear sped up and the dull burning stretch of Minhyuk’s length pulsing inside of him. The elder paused for a moment, running his fingers over Kyung’s back and sides, murmuring soft words into Kyung’s ear. Though of course, the other’s words couldn’t bother themselves to stick into the other’s drunken mind.
And then the other was moving inside him again, his eyes closed and he let his head fall against the wall. Minhyuk’s hands were digging into his hips and he couldn’t believe this was happening. He let out a ragged groan, Minhyuk tilted his hips slightly and thrust in, causing Kyung to cry out again. The younger spread his legs slightly, taking in a breath, expecting this whole thing to be uncomfortable until Minhyuk reached around and wrapped his fingers around Kyung’s cock. The younger moaned and nodded his head slightly, as if the other man could see it in the dark. And he kept thrusting and Kyung could feel everything, the pull of Minhyuk’s hand on his cock and the strange push of the other’s length inside him.
He tensed slightly and couldn’t believe he was already coming again, splashing onto the wall and Minhyuk’s fingers. And probably whatever happened to be inside this closet, he didn’t know and he didn’t necessarily care at this point. All that mattered was the feeling of the older boy pushing inside him and he could tell Minhyuk was close as well, if the other’s quickened breathing and the way the other was murmuring his name in fast succession was any indication. The fake blonde let his head rest on Kyung’s shoulder, his breath washing over Kyung’s face and he bit lightly on the younger’s neck, chuckling softly at the sharp intake of breath from the other.
And then Minhyuk was thrusting faster and harder and it was all Kyung could do to try to keep his voice down. His teeth digging into his lip, his face turning to press into his shoulder and everything else until he finally gave up and allowed himself to make the noise that made Minhyuk groan so loudly in response. It didn’t take much longer for Minhyuk to come, painting his insides and then slumping against him slightly.
“Fuck, Kyung…” Minhyuk breathed into his ear, his chest pressed against the other’s back and their bodies still joined.
“Minhyuk…that was… uh…” Kyung blushed and turned his head slightly in the direction he was sure Minhyuk’s head was, where he could feel it resting against his back.
“Yes?” Kyung hated the laugh in the other’s voice and he bit his lip slightly, shivering when the other pulled out of him and wiped his entrance off with something coarse.
“Take me home?” He laughed softly, finding the whole situation ridiculous and suddenly feeling exhausted, he sluggishly pulled up his pants and rested against the wall, turning back around to face the other.
Minhyuk’s lips pushed against his own and he smiled against them, letting his arms slip around the older boy’s waist. “Sure, your place or mine?”
Author: kikutan
Pairing: B-Kyung
Rating: Nc-17
Summary: Kyung doesn't normally go to parties..
Author's Notes: ...It's bad smut.. XD
Kyung had somehow been convinced to go to this party. One of many held at Hanhae’s house, even though he had so much studying to do. As far as he could tell, it was a party like any other and people are always reckless at parties. Or at least that was his excuse for getting into the situation he currently found himself in.
He’d already had a substantial amount to drink, he couldn’t quite see straight and he was definitely more clumsy than usual. And it didn’t really bother him when he got hit on by Jaehyo, even though it normally did. And because his senses were deluded so much, he didn’t even think to reject the tiny pink pill that was thrust at him. He sort of stared at it blankly, trying to make himself recognize the familiar Looney Tunes rabbit, until someone urged him to swallow it. And like a good little drunk boy, he did.
It took awhile for the pill to kick in of course, but he soon found himself rolling in the closet because the lights outside were too bright. He didn’t know who had come on to whom, but he was marvelling at the feeling of Minhyuk’s tongue gliding across his skin. And the silky feeling of the older boy’s hair running over his fingers and even the suddenly odd feeling sensation of skin on skin contact. Minhyuk’s hands were cold and they felt so strange to him as they slid into his shirt. It was probably the drug’s fault, he didn’t usually do things like that, but he supposed he could let it go this one time because he liked Minhyuk, and he liked the way the other boy was touching him.
Kyung tilted his head to the side and bit his lip, sighing softly when the elder’s hand pushed into his pants, his hips bucking forward and an uncontrollable moan escaped him.
He felt the laugh that the other let out more then he heard it, there was a roaring in his ears and it was too dark to really see the other but he looked down anyways. Minhyuk’s lips had left his neck a while ago, his shirt had been pushed up and he shivered when the other’s tongue dipped into his navel. He wasn’t sure what to expect out of this encounter, not that he’d even realized it was happening, but he definitely hadn’t thought it would be like this. Though he supposed he never would have confessed to the other in any other situation. It was just regrettable for it to be happening like this; drunk, drugged and in someone’s closet.
Minhyuk didn’t seem to mind though, and Kyung couldn’t help but cry out a little bit when he felt the warm heat of the other boy’s mouth wrap around his length. He couldn’t decide what was more undoing, the way Minhyuk nibbled and focused his attention on the head of his cock, or when Minhyuk drew more of him into his mouth. The gentle sucking and the too hot heat of the other male’s mouth had him crying out and slumping against the wall all too soon. He normally wasn’t so fast, but there was something about this one time that he just had to be embarrassingly quick.
He could hear the other swallow and he blushed slightly, reaching his hand down to brush through Minhyuk’s hair slightly, pulling the other man up to his face. “Sorry…” He bit his lip and let out a surprised noise when the other pushed him into the wall more and pressed their lips together. His eyes slid closed and he groaned softly, Minhyuk’s fingers dancing at his entrance, and it wasn’t something he thought would be particularly exciting, but he couldn’t help but press back into those fingers. The older boy’s tongue had done wonder’s with his cock and now it was doing just as much to his own mouth, kissing was an odd thing to find so pleasurable but he wasn’t complaining when he was already half hard again.
It was dry, but Minhyuk’s finger slipped inside of him surprisingly easy. And Kyung didn’t necessarily like the feeling, but he was in no position to protest what with the other pressed against him and they’re lips locked together so passionately. Minhyuk pulled his finger out slightly, breaking the kiss to suck on the appendage for a moment and get it a little bit slicked up and then he pushed it inside again, causing Kyung to jerk against the other slightly, gasping at the sudden intrusion. Kyung bit his lip and pushed his face against the other’s neck, holding onto Minhyuk’s shoulders and letting his teeth sink into the other’s neck slightly as the finger was worked inside him.
It didn’t seem to take long for Minhyuk to have two more fingers pressed inside him, Kyung continued to nibble on the elder’s neck, leaving obvious red marks he was sure; and he listened to the muffled sounds outside the closet and the easy sound of their combined, ragged breathing.
“Minhyuk…” Kyung licked his lips slightly, letting his head fall back against the wall, shivering slightly when the fingers were pulled out. Minhyuk left a lingering kiss on Kyung’s lips in answer before he turned the younger boy around, pushed his pants down and Kyung could feel the other’s cock pressed against him. Though he wasn’t ready for the other to push into him and he let out a rather loud yell, a sound he was sure even the party patrons could hear over their loud music.
“Fuck… that hurts…” He bit his lip, ignoring the way his hear sped up and the dull burning stretch of Minhyuk’s length pulsing inside of him. The elder paused for a moment, running his fingers over Kyung’s back and sides, murmuring soft words into Kyung’s ear. Though of course, the other’s words couldn’t bother themselves to stick into the other’s drunken mind.
And then the other was moving inside him again, his eyes closed and he let his head fall against the wall. Minhyuk’s hands were digging into his hips and he couldn’t believe this was happening. He let out a ragged groan, Minhyuk tilted his hips slightly and thrust in, causing Kyung to cry out again. The younger spread his legs slightly, taking in a breath, expecting this whole thing to be uncomfortable until Minhyuk reached around and wrapped his fingers around Kyung’s cock. The younger moaned and nodded his head slightly, as if the other man could see it in the dark. And he kept thrusting and Kyung could feel everything, the pull of Minhyuk’s hand on his cock and the strange push of the other’s length inside him.
He tensed slightly and couldn’t believe he was already coming again, splashing onto the wall and Minhyuk’s fingers. And probably whatever happened to be inside this closet, he didn’t know and he didn’t necessarily care at this point. All that mattered was the feeling of the older boy pushing inside him and he could tell Minhyuk was close as well, if the other’s quickened breathing and the way the other was murmuring his name in fast succession was any indication. The fake blonde let his head rest on Kyung’s shoulder, his breath washing over Kyung’s face and he bit lightly on the younger’s neck, chuckling softly at the sharp intake of breath from the other.
And then Minhyuk was thrusting faster and harder and it was all Kyung could do to try to keep his voice down. His teeth digging into his lip, his face turning to press into his shoulder and everything else until he finally gave up and allowed himself to make the noise that made Minhyuk groan so loudly in response. It didn’t take much longer for Minhyuk to come, painting his insides and then slumping against him slightly.
“Fuck, Kyung…” Minhyuk breathed into his ear, his chest pressed against the other’s back and their bodies still joined.
“Minhyuk…that was… uh…” Kyung blushed and turned his head slightly in the direction he was sure Minhyuk’s head was, where he could feel it resting against his back.
“Yes?” Kyung hated the laugh in the other’s voice and he bit his lip slightly, shivering when the other pulled out of him and wiped his entrance off with something coarse.
“Take me home?” He laughed softly, finding the whole situation ridiculous and suddenly feeling exhausted, he sluggishly pulled up his pants and rested against the wall, turning back around to face the other.
Minhyuk’s lips pushed against his own and he smiled against them, letting his arms slip around the older boy’s waist. “Sure, your place or mine?”