Home Economics
Title: Home Economics (or How to Make a Banana Split the Eunhae Way)
Pairing: top!Donghae/Eunhyuk
Rating: NC-17
Length: 2802 words.
Summary: Inspired by the song Choco Luv by Wheesung. This is the sixth in the series that contains Higher Learning, Detention, Class Reunion, Locker Room, and Anatomy 101. Eunhyuk makes the mistake of letting Donghae have the whipped cream while he is stuck 'adultsitting'.
Though Donghae had grown up, though he was soon to be the father of two, he hadn’t matured one bit. Knowing that, it was a general rule not to give Donghae anything he could get in trouble with. Eunhyuk should have known better than to hand Donghae the can of spray whipped cream, but for whatever reason Eunhyuk had thought that Donghae would’ve been able to get the whipped cream just on his ice cream and not all over the place. This wasn’t the first time Eunhyuk had been wrong though, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last.
They’d spent the better part of the afternoon practicing in the spare room in Eunhyuk’s house that he’d converted into a dance studio. They’d burned off many calories, and had decided to put them right back on by making banana splits. Eunhyuk had gotten the whipped cream onto his ice cream without an issue and had moved on to the chocolate syrup after passing the can of cream to Donghae. Donghae had managed to get the whipped cream onto one scoop of ice cream, but stopped before moving onto the next. He lifted his eyes, looking over at the side of Eunhyuk’s face, debating. His childish side won out though and he brought the can up level with Eunhyuk’s head before pressing on the nozzle, sending a stream of fluffy cream splattering out over the side of the other dancer’s face.
Eunhyuk stopped what he was doing, lifting his head slowly to look over at Donghae. He was tempted to frown, but at the same time he was scolding himself for being dumb enough to give the can to Donghae in the first place. He supposed he almost deserved that, in a way.
“You’re going to have to clean that off, you know.”
Donghae laughed softly, an impish grin spreading over his lips. “Why do you think I did it? Cleaning you up is half the fun!” He leaned in then to close the distance between himself and Eunhyuk, his tongue snaking out to lick slowly along Eunhyuk’s cheek to gather up some of the cream. “Besides,” He purred as his lips brushed against Eunhyuk’s ear, smearing some of the cream there as well. “You should’ve known better.”
Eunhyuk scowled slightly, turning his head enough to focus his eyes on Donghae’s face again. “When is she coming to pick you up? She needs to start paying me for babysitting.”
Donghae just snickered, licking at Eunhyuk’s cheek once more. “You’re not babysitting, your adultsitting. And I don’t know. Probably in the morning.”
Eunhyuk blinked, pulling his head back as his eyes widened. “In the morning?! She didn’t say anything about you being here all night!”
“If she had, you would’ve said no.” Donghae ignored Eunhyuk’s protests, using his own body to trap Eunhyuk’s against the counter top, licking slowly at the cream that was beginning to melt and drip down along Eunhyuk’s neck. Donghae had a bit of an odd relationship with his wife, really. She was well aware of the naughty activities that went on between her husband and Eunhyuk, and surprisingly it didn’t bother her at all. She considered Eunhyuk part of the family, really, and she also knew how to use their relationship to her advantage.
To say Donghae was a handful would have been an understatement. Though she loved him dearly, with a hyper-active four year old, and another boy due in a month and a half, there were times when she was ready to pull her hair out. That’s when she’d call Eunhyuk up to see if he had time for Donghae to ‘visit’, knowing that by the time the visit was over Donghae would be worn out. He’d come home and sleep then, and she could have some quiet time.
Eunhyuk might’ve gotten off easily, no pun intended, had he not been foolish enough to let Donghae touch anything with such a high sugar content, but no. They had the ice cream, whipped cream, pineapple sauce and chocolate sauce; all so full of sugar it wasn’t even funny. At the moment though Eunhyuk wasn’t even thinking of that though, his eyes had fluttered shut and he’d tilted his head back to give Donghae’s tongue more room to smooth over his skin. He bit his lip, muffling a soft moan as Donghae’s tongue made its way up behind his ear, sending a shiver straight down his spine, causing him to arch his body and rock against Donghae.
Donghae laughed softly before he attached his lips to Eunhyuk’s neck, suckling on the sugar-coated skin softly. Eunhyuk was too oblivious to notice Donghae’s hand moving to the side, feeling around for a moment on the counter top before he grabbed onto the bottle of chocolate syrup. He didn’t pull away until he already had the bottle turned upside down, drizzling some of the chocolate down over Eunhyuk’s bare chest. Eunhyuk gasped, eyes opening wide as he pressed himself more firmly against the counter top.
“Donghae! That’s cold!”
“Don’t worry, I’ll warm you up. But there’s something we need to get rid of first.” He sat the bottle of chocolate on the counter before his hands dropped down to the waist of Eunhyuk’s shorts, fingers slipping inside the elastic before slowly pushing them down and over his hips, letting them pool around Eunhyuk’s ankles. He leaned in once more, tongue snaking out yet again to press to the skin of Eunhyuk’s shoulder where the trail of chocolate began, licking slowly. One hand came to rest on Eunhyuk’s hip, thumb caressing lightly over the skin as his other hand moved to press against Eunhyuk’s crotch, rubbing slowly. Eunhyuk moaned softly, tilting his head back to let it rest against the row of cabinets. Maybe letting Donghae have the can of whipped cream wasn’t such a bad idea after all. Donghae’s tongue felt like velvet, just as it always did, and Eunhyuk had to admit that the contrast between the cold syrup and Donghae’s warm tongue on his skin made for quite a pleasurable sensation.
Donghae took his time in working his way over Eunhyuk’s chest, making sure every bit of chocolate was cleaned off before moving onto the next spot, paying special attention to the chocolate that had dripped down over Eunhyuk’s nipples.
Eunhyuk spotted Donghae’s hand reaching for the bottle of chocolate syrup again just in time, and he grabbed onto Donghae’s wrist, tugging his hand away. “You don’t need anymore chocolate… c’mon… lets go to the bedroom, okay?” Donghae was tempted to protest simply because he thought there was no such thing as too much chocolate, but the thought of Eunhyuk naked in bed was far more tempting than any sweet treat he’d run across.
He let Eunhyuk lead him into his bedroom, though as soon as the other dancer got close enough to his bed Donghae brought his hands up and pressed them to Eunhyuk’s shoulder, giving him a bit of a shove. Eunhyuk slid a bit on the satin sheets, but Donghae was already crawling on top of him before he had a chance to fuss about being shoved. Donghae nudged Eunhyuk onto his back before he settled himself down on top of him, letting his own clothed arousal rub against Eunhyuk’s barely covered arousal as he leaned down to mesh their lips together in a rather passionate kiss. Eunhyuk could taste the chocolate and cream, but he could taste Donghae in the kiss as well, and that was the flavor he was most fond of.
Though Donghae was a kindhearted guy, he was never overly sweet, gentle, or loving in bed with Eunhyuk, but Eunhyuk liked it that way. When Donghae was with Eunhyuk he was full of passion, need, and want. Though he wasn’t unnecessarily rough or cruel, he didn’t treat Eunhyuk as though he was fragile, or as though he was afraid of doing something he might dislike. Eunhyuk had grown to love the way Donghae’s lips would press to his in the most demanding of kisses, forcing his lips to part so their tongues were able to dance together in a sinful fashion. Like most dancers, he spoke with his body, not his words, and right at that moment his body was telling Eunhyuk’s that he was really enjoying the way their bodies continued rocking against each other.
Eunhyuk brought his hands up to caress downwards over Donghae’s chest, delighted by the way the muscles felt beneath his fingertips. He let his hands smooth on down over his abdomen before he took hold of the front of Donghae’s pants, pushing them down slowly. He blinked though when he realized he felt nothing underneath, pulling his head away in order to look at Donghae and his lack of underwear. Donghae followed Eunhyuk’s eyes to look as well, laughing softly.
“What? I came prepared. It’s not like I actually need them when I’m with you.”
Eunhyuk rolled his eyes before looking up at Donghae’s face, though he couldn’t help the grin that was sliding over his own lips. “You make it sound like all we do is have sex.”
“Nah… maybe only eighty percent of the time…” Donghae laughed once more and rolled to the side, shifting this way and that to wiggle on out of his pants. “I’m almost offended you even still bother to wear underwear, you know they’re just going to come off anyways.” He reached out then, grabbing onto the offensive material still wrapped around Eunhyuk’s hips, tugging it on down and off, flinging it haphazardly somewhere in Eunhyuk’s room.
“It’s not my fault your wife waited until she was already halfway here to call and say she was dropping you off. Maybe if she called earlier next time…”
Donghae grinned again, wriggling himself in between Eunhyuk’s legs, letting his hands smooth along the dancer’s thighs. “She does that so you can’t say no.” Donghae was very much aware how childish he could be sometimes, but he had absolutely no intention to change. He always figured he’d grow up some day… maybe when he turns eighty. But even then he was pretty sure he’d be chasing Eunhyuk around in his wheelchair in the retirement center.
Donghae pressed a finger into Eunhyuk without much warning, but Eunhyuk was use to such antics from Donghae. It still didn’t stop him from biting his lip as his hips arched up, rocking himself forward against Donghae’s finger. Donghae chuckled, grinning as he looked to Eunhyuk.
“And they say I’m the needy one.”
“That’s a different kind of needy, Donghae. I don’t exactly have a wife at home to play with.”
Donghae pressed a second finger in, letting them curl slightly as he slowly began rocking them in and out of Eunhyuk. “You know you can come over any time you like. It’s been a while since you’ve come to play with us.”
“I’ve been busy… Mmm… You know that.” He planted the soles of his feet firmly on the bed beneath him to allow him to rock more easily against Donghae’s hand, eyes fluttering shut as another moan left his lips. “They’ve hired a lot of new people… a lot of really bad dancers this time around, for some reason. They take up most of my time.”
“So? You still have a key to the house, don’t you? You don’t need an invitation, no matter how late it is.” He curled his fingers a bit more, grinning when it coaxed a rather loud moan out of Eunhyuk. He kept rubbing over that spot then, teasing and toying with it until he had Eunhyuk’s whole body trembling. He withdrew his fingers then, and Eunhyuk opened his mouth to protest the sudden loss of contact, only to feel Donghae pressing into him slowly. He arched upwards, pressing himself as snuggly against Donghae’s body as he could, throwing one arm about the other’s neck for good measure.
Only the first few thrusts were slow and soft, just to make sure their bodies were fitting together properly. Donghae withdrew almost all the way then before plunging himself back into Eunhyuk as deeply as he could, causing the other man to cry out in pleasure. They’d done this so many times over the years there was no need to go slow, no need to be gentle and explore. Though Donghae was known for having a short attention span, he’d memorized Eunhyuk’s body long ago, and knew it as well as he knew the back of his own hand. He knew what the other liked and disliked, he knew exactly where to touch or rub or kiss to get the exact reaction he wanted. He could play Eunhyuk’s body like a fine instrument, and Eunhyuk never minded one bit.
Donghae took hold of Hyuk’s ankles and brought them upwards to rest over his shoulders, nearly doubling the man up beneath him as he continued to thrust into him. He was able to press himself in deeper that way though, able to rub almost continuously against that sweet spot within Eunhyuk in order to get the reaction he wanted. Eunhyuk gasped, his back arching slightly as hands moved up to grip onto the pillow beneath his head, nails digging into the soft material.
“Fuck, Donghae!” Eunhyuk had no doubt in his mind this was exactly why Donghae’s wife put up with her husband’s antics. Though they never had big arguments, they bickered like any normal couple, though Eunhyuk was pretty sure Donghae’s wife started it half the time just so she could sucker Donghae into makeup sex, not that he needed that much coaxing.
Eunhyuk could already feel the way his body was beginning to flush with heat, and feeling one of Donghae’s hands curl around his arousal to begin pumping it in time with his thrusts only made it feel that much better. He was getting so high on the endorphins and the pleasure he was only vaguely aware that his bed was beginning to thump against the wall from the force of Donghae’s thrusts, and only vaguely aware that maybe satin sheets weren’t such a good idea because his body was sliding on the bed, and soon his head was thumping against the headboard.
Donghae wasn’t as oblivious as some thought though, and he lowered himself down to rest on one elbow as he slipped his arm beneath Eunhyuk, his hand coming up to cradle Eunhyuk’s head and keep it from knocking against the wood. His thrusts never missed a beat though, becoming even more intense once he was sure Eunhyuk’s head was secure. Even Eunhyuk’s toes were curling from the pleasure of it all, and he was absolutely sure then that this was why he was never able to say no to Donghae, or his wife.
Eunhyuk was so close to the edge it almost hurt, and the feel of Donghae’s lips pressing demandingly to his in another passionate kiss was what sent him tumbling over the edge, muscles spasming around Donghae as he spilled himself over his lovers hand and his own abdomen. Donghae pulled away from the kiss then and sat back, hands coming to grip tightly onto Eunhyuk’s hips. He leaned back a bit, giving Eunhyuk’s body a good tug to pull him away from the headboard. He kept his grip on Eunhyuk as he began to pound into him heavily then, jarring the bed even more and causing Eunhyuk’s eyes to roll in his head as he cried out. His body was overly sensitive from his orgasm which was just beginning to fade, and Donghae’s powerful thrusts stirred up so much pleasure within him it almost made him feel dizzy.
Those rough thrusts were short-lived though; Donghae buried himself within Eunhyuk with one final thrust, emptying himself deep within him. He collapsed down on top of Eunhyuk then, chest heaving and sweaty as he fought to catch his breath. Eunhyuk closed his eyes, looping his arm around Donghae once more, lightly rubbing the man’s back. Donghae purred, closing his eyes as well as he nuzzled his face into the crook of Eunhyuk’s neck, pressing a soft kiss to the skin there.
Eunhyuk was tempted so say something, but he knew better. If he stayed quiet there was a chance Donghae would fall asleep, but if he started talking now Donghae would stay awake and more than likely keep Eunhyuk up all night too. Eunhyuk was sure even if he did fall asleep, Donghae would only nap for an hour or two, but at least that would give Eunhyuk time to rest before Donghae was awake and running circles around him again. He’d closed his eyes and was just about to drift off when Donghae’s head popped up so quickly it startled Eunhyuk.
“… We forgot the ice cream.”
A/N: On a horribly random note, I thought I saw Hankyung yesterday. Seriously. I was out running errands, and the town I was in is a college town, home of one of the "Big Ten" universities in the US. I've heard its one of the top schools in the nation for foreign students, and a vast 90% percent of those students are asian. It's always rather comical when school starts, because though this is a mainly rural area, mostly caucasian, when college starts white people become quite the minority. Anyways, I was grocery shopping, and this guy walks past who looked so much like Hankyung it wasn't even funny. My head whipped around so fast I almost crashed my grocery cart into a display. I know it really wasn't him, but I wish I could've taken a picture anyways. It was uncanny! Just thought I'd share. And for some reason, I've had dreams about Heechul for the last three nights in a row. I love Heechul, I really do, but it's starting to disturb me.
Pairing: top!Donghae/Eunhyuk
Rating: NC-17
Length: 2802 words.
Summary: Inspired by the song Choco Luv by Wheesung. This is the sixth in the series that contains Higher Learning, Detention, Class Reunion, Locker Room, and Anatomy 101. Eunhyuk makes the mistake of letting Donghae have the whipped cream while he is stuck 'adultsitting'.
Though Donghae had grown up, though he was soon to be the father of two, he hadn’t matured one bit. Knowing that, it was a general rule not to give Donghae anything he could get in trouble with. Eunhyuk should have known better than to hand Donghae the can of spray whipped cream, but for whatever reason Eunhyuk had thought that Donghae would’ve been able to get the whipped cream just on his ice cream and not all over the place. This wasn’t the first time Eunhyuk had been wrong though, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last.
They’d spent the better part of the afternoon practicing in the spare room in Eunhyuk’s house that he’d converted into a dance studio. They’d burned off many calories, and had decided to put them right back on by making banana splits. Eunhyuk had gotten the whipped cream onto his ice cream without an issue and had moved on to the chocolate syrup after passing the can of cream to Donghae. Donghae had managed to get the whipped cream onto one scoop of ice cream, but stopped before moving onto the next. He lifted his eyes, looking over at the side of Eunhyuk’s face, debating. His childish side won out though and he brought the can up level with Eunhyuk’s head before pressing on the nozzle, sending a stream of fluffy cream splattering out over the side of the other dancer’s face.
Eunhyuk stopped what he was doing, lifting his head slowly to look over at Donghae. He was tempted to frown, but at the same time he was scolding himself for being dumb enough to give the can to Donghae in the first place. He supposed he almost deserved that, in a way.
“You’re going to have to clean that off, you know.”
Donghae laughed softly, an impish grin spreading over his lips. “Why do you think I did it? Cleaning you up is half the fun!” He leaned in then to close the distance between himself and Eunhyuk, his tongue snaking out to lick slowly along Eunhyuk’s cheek to gather up some of the cream. “Besides,” He purred as his lips brushed against Eunhyuk’s ear, smearing some of the cream there as well. “You should’ve known better.”
Eunhyuk scowled slightly, turning his head enough to focus his eyes on Donghae’s face again. “When is she coming to pick you up? She needs to start paying me for babysitting.”
Donghae just snickered, licking at Eunhyuk’s cheek once more. “You’re not babysitting, your adultsitting. And I don’t know. Probably in the morning.”
Eunhyuk blinked, pulling his head back as his eyes widened. “In the morning?! She didn’t say anything about you being here all night!”
“If she had, you would’ve said no.” Donghae ignored Eunhyuk’s protests, using his own body to trap Eunhyuk’s against the counter top, licking slowly at the cream that was beginning to melt and drip down along Eunhyuk’s neck. Donghae had a bit of an odd relationship with his wife, really. She was well aware of the naughty activities that went on between her husband and Eunhyuk, and surprisingly it didn’t bother her at all. She considered Eunhyuk part of the family, really, and she also knew how to use their relationship to her advantage.
To say Donghae was a handful would have been an understatement. Though she loved him dearly, with a hyper-active four year old, and another boy due in a month and a half, there were times when she was ready to pull her hair out. That’s when she’d call Eunhyuk up to see if he had time for Donghae to ‘visit’, knowing that by the time the visit was over Donghae would be worn out. He’d come home and sleep then, and she could have some quiet time.
Eunhyuk might’ve gotten off easily, no pun intended, had he not been foolish enough to let Donghae touch anything with such a high sugar content, but no. They had the ice cream, whipped cream, pineapple sauce and chocolate sauce; all so full of sugar it wasn’t even funny. At the moment though Eunhyuk wasn’t even thinking of that though, his eyes had fluttered shut and he’d tilted his head back to give Donghae’s tongue more room to smooth over his skin. He bit his lip, muffling a soft moan as Donghae’s tongue made its way up behind his ear, sending a shiver straight down his spine, causing him to arch his body and rock against Donghae.
Donghae laughed softly before he attached his lips to Eunhyuk’s neck, suckling on the sugar-coated skin softly. Eunhyuk was too oblivious to notice Donghae’s hand moving to the side, feeling around for a moment on the counter top before he grabbed onto the bottle of chocolate syrup. He didn’t pull away until he already had the bottle turned upside down, drizzling some of the chocolate down over Eunhyuk’s bare chest. Eunhyuk gasped, eyes opening wide as he pressed himself more firmly against the counter top.
“Donghae! That’s cold!”
“Don’t worry, I’ll warm you up. But there’s something we need to get rid of first.” He sat the bottle of chocolate on the counter before his hands dropped down to the waist of Eunhyuk’s shorts, fingers slipping inside the elastic before slowly pushing them down and over his hips, letting them pool around Eunhyuk’s ankles. He leaned in once more, tongue snaking out yet again to press to the skin of Eunhyuk’s shoulder where the trail of chocolate began, licking slowly. One hand came to rest on Eunhyuk’s hip, thumb caressing lightly over the skin as his other hand moved to press against Eunhyuk’s crotch, rubbing slowly. Eunhyuk moaned softly, tilting his head back to let it rest against the row of cabinets. Maybe letting Donghae have the can of whipped cream wasn’t such a bad idea after all. Donghae’s tongue felt like velvet, just as it always did, and Eunhyuk had to admit that the contrast between the cold syrup and Donghae’s warm tongue on his skin made for quite a pleasurable sensation.
Donghae took his time in working his way over Eunhyuk’s chest, making sure every bit of chocolate was cleaned off before moving onto the next spot, paying special attention to the chocolate that had dripped down over Eunhyuk’s nipples.
Eunhyuk spotted Donghae’s hand reaching for the bottle of chocolate syrup again just in time, and he grabbed onto Donghae’s wrist, tugging his hand away. “You don’t need anymore chocolate… c’mon… lets go to the bedroom, okay?” Donghae was tempted to protest simply because he thought there was no such thing as too much chocolate, but the thought of Eunhyuk naked in bed was far more tempting than any sweet treat he’d run across.
He let Eunhyuk lead him into his bedroom, though as soon as the other dancer got close enough to his bed Donghae brought his hands up and pressed them to Eunhyuk’s shoulder, giving him a bit of a shove. Eunhyuk slid a bit on the satin sheets, but Donghae was already crawling on top of him before he had a chance to fuss about being shoved. Donghae nudged Eunhyuk onto his back before he settled himself down on top of him, letting his own clothed arousal rub against Eunhyuk’s barely covered arousal as he leaned down to mesh their lips together in a rather passionate kiss. Eunhyuk could taste the chocolate and cream, but he could taste Donghae in the kiss as well, and that was the flavor he was most fond of.
Though Donghae was a kindhearted guy, he was never overly sweet, gentle, or loving in bed with Eunhyuk, but Eunhyuk liked it that way. When Donghae was with Eunhyuk he was full of passion, need, and want. Though he wasn’t unnecessarily rough or cruel, he didn’t treat Eunhyuk as though he was fragile, or as though he was afraid of doing something he might dislike. Eunhyuk had grown to love the way Donghae’s lips would press to his in the most demanding of kisses, forcing his lips to part so their tongues were able to dance together in a sinful fashion. Like most dancers, he spoke with his body, not his words, and right at that moment his body was telling Eunhyuk’s that he was really enjoying the way their bodies continued rocking against each other.
Eunhyuk brought his hands up to caress downwards over Donghae’s chest, delighted by the way the muscles felt beneath his fingertips. He let his hands smooth on down over his abdomen before he took hold of the front of Donghae’s pants, pushing them down slowly. He blinked though when he realized he felt nothing underneath, pulling his head away in order to look at Donghae and his lack of underwear. Donghae followed Eunhyuk’s eyes to look as well, laughing softly.
“What? I came prepared. It’s not like I actually need them when I’m with you.”
Eunhyuk rolled his eyes before looking up at Donghae’s face, though he couldn’t help the grin that was sliding over his own lips. “You make it sound like all we do is have sex.”
“Nah… maybe only eighty percent of the time…” Donghae laughed once more and rolled to the side, shifting this way and that to wiggle on out of his pants. “I’m almost offended you even still bother to wear underwear, you know they’re just going to come off anyways.” He reached out then, grabbing onto the offensive material still wrapped around Eunhyuk’s hips, tugging it on down and off, flinging it haphazardly somewhere in Eunhyuk’s room.
“It’s not my fault your wife waited until she was already halfway here to call and say she was dropping you off. Maybe if she called earlier next time…”
Donghae grinned again, wriggling himself in between Eunhyuk’s legs, letting his hands smooth along the dancer’s thighs. “She does that so you can’t say no.” Donghae was very much aware how childish he could be sometimes, but he had absolutely no intention to change. He always figured he’d grow up some day… maybe when he turns eighty. But even then he was pretty sure he’d be chasing Eunhyuk around in his wheelchair in the retirement center.
Donghae pressed a finger into Eunhyuk without much warning, but Eunhyuk was use to such antics from Donghae. It still didn’t stop him from biting his lip as his hips arched up, rocking himself forward against Donghae’s finger. Donghae chuckled, grinning as he looked to Eunhyuk.
“And they say I’m the needy one.”
“That’s a different kind of needy, Donghae. I don’t exactly have a wife at home to play with.”
Donghae pressed a second finger in, letting them curl slightly as he slowly began rocking them in and out of Eunhyuk. “You know you can come over any time you like. It’s been a while since you’ve come to play with us.”
“I’ve been busy… Mmm… You know that.” He planted the soles of his feet firmly on the bed beneath him to allow him to rock more easily against Donghae’s hand, eyes fluttering shut as another moan left his lips. “They’ve hired a lot of new people… a lot of really bad dancers this time around, for some reason. They take up most of my time.”
“So? You still have a key to the house, don’t you? You don’t need an invitation, no matter how late it is.” He curled his fingers a bit more, grinning when it coaxed a rather loud moan out of Eunhyuk. He kept rubbing over that spot then, teasing and toying with it until he had Eunhyuk’s whole body trembling. He withdrew his fingers then, and Eunhyuk opened his mouth to protest the sudden loss of contact, only to feel Donghae pressing into him slowly. He arched upwards, pressing himself as snuggly against Donghae’s body as he could, throwing one arm about the other’s neck for good measure.
Only the first few thrusts were slow and soft, just to make sure their bodies were fitting together properly. Donghae withdrew almost all the way then before plunging himself back into Eunhyuk as deeply as he could, causing the other man to cry out in pleasure. They’d done this so many times over the years there was no need to go slow, no need to be gentle and explore. Though Donghae was known for having a short attention span, he’d memorized Eunhyuk’s body long ago, and knew it as well as he knew the back of his own hand. He knew what the other liked and disliked, he knew exactly where to touch or rub or kiss to get the exact reaction he wanted. He could play Eunhyuk’s body like a fine instrument, and Eunhyuk never minded one bit.
Donghae took hold of Hyuk’s ankles and brought them upwards to rest over his shoulders, nearly doubling the man up beneath him as he continued to thrust into him. He was able to press himself in deeper that way though, able to rub almost continuously against that sweet spot within Eunhyuk in order to get the reaction he wanted. Eunhyuk gasped, his back arching slightly as hands moved up to grip onto the pillow beneath his head, nails digging into the soft material.
“Fuck, Donghae!” Eunhyuk had no doubt in his mind this was exactly why Donghae’s wife put up with her husband’s antics. Though they never had big arguments, they bickered like any normal couple, though Eunhyuk was pretty sure Donghae’s wife started it half the time just so she could sucker Donghae into makeup sex, not that he needed that much coaxing.
Eunhyuk could already feel the way his body was beginning to flush with heat, and feeling one of Donghae’s hands curl around his arousal to begin pumping it in time with his thrusts only made it feel that much better. He was getting so high on the endorphins and the pleasure he was only vaguely aware that his bed was beginning to thump against the wall from the force of Donghae’s thrusts, and only vaguely aware that maybe satin sheets weren’t such a good idea because his body was sliding on the bed, and soon his head was thumping against the headboard.
Donghae wasn’t as oblivious as some thought though, and he lowered himself down to rest on one elbow as he slipped his arm beneath Eunhyuk, his hand coming up to cradle Eunhyuk’s head and keep it from knocking against the wood. His thrusts never missed a beat though, becoming even more intense once he was sure Eunhyuk’s head was secure. Even Eunhyuk’s toes were curling from the pleasure of it all, and he was absolutely sure then that this was why he was never able to say no to Donghae, or his wife.
Eunhyuk was so close to the edge it almost hurt, and the feel of Donghae’s lips pressing demandingly to his in another passionate kiss was what sent him tumbling over the edge, muscles spasming around Donghae as he spilled himself over his lovers hand and his own abdomen. Donghae pulled away from the kiss then and sat back, hands coming to grip tightly onto Eunhyuk’s hips. He leaned back a bit, giving Eunhyuk’s body a good tug to pull him away from the headboard. He kept his grip on Eunhyuk as he began to pound into him heavily then, jarring the bed even more and causing Eunhyuk’s eyes to roll in his head as he cried out. His body was overly sensitive from his orgasm which was just beginning to fade, and Donghae’s powerful thrusts stirred up so much pleasure within him it almost made him feel dizzy.
Those rough thrusts were short-lived though; Donghae buried himself within Eunhyuk with one final thrust, emptying himself deep within him. He collapsed down on top of Eunhyuk then, chest heaving and sweaty as he fought to catch his breath. Eunhyuk closed his eyes, looping his arm around Donghae once more, lightly rubbing the man’s back. Donghae purred, closing his eyes as well as he nuzzled his face into the crook of Eunhyuk’s neck, pressing a soft kiss to the skin there.
Eunhyuk was tempted so say something, but he knew better. If he stayed quiet there was a chance Donghae would fall asleep, but if he started talking now Donghae would stay awake and more than likely keep Eunhyuk up all night too. Eunhyuk was sure even if he did fall asleep, Donghae would only nap for an hour or two, but at least that would give Eunhyuk time to rest before Donghae was awake and running circles around him again. He’d closed his eyes and was just about to drift off when Donghae’s head popped up so quickly it startled Eunhyuk.
“… We forgot the ice cream.”
A/N: On a horribly random note, I thought I saw Hankyung yesterday. Seriously. I was out running errands, and the town I was in is a college town, home of one of the "Big Ten" universities in the US. I've heard its one of the top schools in the nation for foreign students, and a vast 90% percent of those students are asian. It's always rather comical when school starts, because though this is a mainly rural area, mostly caucasian, when college starts white people become quite the minority. Anyways, I was grocery shopping, and this guy walks past who looked so much like Hankyung it wasn't even funny. My head whipped around so fast I almost crashed my grocery cart into a display. I know it really wasn't him, but I wish I could've taken a picture anyways. It was uncanny! Just thought I'd share. And for some reason, I've had dreams about Heechul for the last three nights in a row. I love Heechul, I really do, but it's starting to disturb me.