Love Lessons Part 2
Title: Love Lessons, Pt. 2
Pairings: Siwon/Hangeng/Heechul in various arrangements.
Rating: NC-17
Length: 2916 words
Summary: Part two of the ninth installment of the series that contains Higher Learning, Detention, Class Reunion, Locker Room, Anatomy 101, Home Economics, Ph.D. in Perversion, The Psychology of Love, and Love Lessons Pt. 1.
Hangeng gets his share of Love Lessons from Heechul, and Siwon finally makes a decision.
A/N: I'm putting the note first this time because I fear some of you might wind up a bit disappointed with this. Though it does involve Sihanchul and sex, it doesn't involve Sihanchul sex :-P That had been my original intention, but once I started writing things changed. I've been headachey all day, and wanted something sweet and fluffy anyways. I hope you guys enjoy it, even though Heechul doesn't get naked in this one.
“I’m getting really tired of your games, Heechul.” Hangeng brought a hand up, fingertips coming to rub the bridge of his nose lightly. Heechul snorted, fingertips already beginning to work at undoing the buttons of Siwon’s shirt.
“Who says I’m playing a game? If you don’t want him, why can’t I have him?” Hangeng fell silent for a moment, looking to Heechul once more as his expression soured even further. Siwon bit his lip, looking back and forth between the two men. He hadn’t wanted to cause a fight between them, not at all, though if a fight did break out he was fully prepared to blame it on Heechul. He didn’t quite understand how he could yell at him for hurting Hangeng earlier in the day and then do something that was obviously hurting the Chinese man later.
“I never said I didn’t want him, Heechul.”
“True, but if you really wanted him that badly would you have given up so easily? You never fought for him, not once. Why should he have stayed with you? Why should he stay with someone who was so willing to let go?” Heechul undid the last of the buttons, letting his hands slip inside Siwon’s shirt, smoothing over the muscled skin. Siwon bit his lip, leaning back even more against the countertop, gripping the edge of it tightly. Heechul’s hands felt good on his skin, yes, but he was pretty sure that this was not the right time to be getting aroused.
“You know I wasn’t willing to let go, Heechul… you KNOW that! How could you-”
“But you DID let go. It doesn’t matter if you cried afterwards, you let go. If you loved him so much, why let anyone have him?”
“What else was I suppose to do, Heechul? Throw a fit and cause more trouble for the band? I couldn’t-”
“The group split up anyways, what difference does it make? I would’ve rather went out with a bang anyways… speaking of banging…” Heechul grinned, letting his hands drop on down to the front of Siwon’s pants, working to undo his belt buckle.
“Heechul… Stop it, just stop it!” Hangeng bit his lip, watching the two of them with a look of both anger and sadness plastered on his face. He’d thought he could handle the thought of Siwon being with someone else relatively well. He hadn’t minded him being with Sungmin and Kyuhyun at all really, because in Hangeng’s head it was just a twisted way to prove Siwon was gay and that he did indeed have a second chance. But Heechul had been Hangeng’s best friend, the one person he confided everything in, and to have Heechul turn around and blame all of this on him while trying to snatch Siwon away, it hurt. Heechul lifted his head after drawing the zipper to Siwon’s pants down, looking over to Hangeng.
“You want me to stop? What are you going to do if I don’t?” It was a challenge, plain and simple. And it’d taken that long for Siwon to realize just what Heechul was doing, too. Heechul had promised Siwon he’d prove Hangeng still cared, and Heechul never did anything the easy, subtle way, did he? What better way to show Siwon Hangeng still cared than to make the Chinese man jealous?
“I… I’ll never speak to you again…” Heechul shrugged at Hangeng’s response, looking back to Siwon as he let his hands slip into the younger man’s pants, slowly pushing them from his hips.
“Heechul… please…” Heechul continued to ignore him, leaving Siwon’s pants around his thighs as he oh so slowly began to tug his underwear down. Siwon was rather surprised at how quickly Hangeng closed the distance between them then, slipping himself right in between Siwon and Heechul. He let his back press against Siwon’s front without thinking, and missed the way the bit of pressure from his body against Siwon’s made Siwon’s eyes flutter shut.
“Just… Leave him alone! I care about him, alright? I always will and nothing is going to change that! Damnit Heechul, you KNOW that. The only reason I didn’t chase after him was just because I wanted him to be happy, alright? If he couldn’t be happy with me then I wanted him to be happy with someone else, even if it made me miserable in the process. There wasn’t ever a moment I didn’t think about him, didn’t miss him! But I just wanted him to be happy! You KNOW that Heechul.”
A rather soft smile spread over Heechul’s lips then, his hands coming to rest upon Hangeng’s hips as he leaned to press a rather tender kiss to Hangeng’s lips. “I know, but Siwon didn’t, and I know you’d never tell him otherwise. You have just as much right to be happy as he does, Hangeng. And sometimes you have to fight to keep the things that make you happy. You both have been miserable without each other, and frankly all the angst is getting on my nerves. I’m supposed to be the one who causes drama, not you two. If you haven’t fixed things by the time I sober up, I’m going to be pissed. Both of you need to make up your minds… get back together, or move on. Though really for the sake of my own sanity, I hope you choose the first option.”
Heechul tilted his head then, pressing a soft kiss to Hangeng’s cheek before he leaned past him, pressing a kiss to Siwon’s cheek as well. He slipped away then, leaving both men rather bewildered as he stepped back outside, dropping down to sit next to Kibum. “I’ve done my good deed for the century…”
Kibum arched a brow, taking a sip from some sort of pink cocktail Sungmin had mixed for him before handing the glass over to Heechul. “Oh?”
Heechul just nodded, leaning back a bit. “Everyone will thank me later.”
Hangeng didn’t realize until he started to turn around that Siwon’s hands had come to rest upon his hips. He tilted his head as he looked to Siwon, more than a little confused.
“What was that about?” Siwon shrugged, laughing softly. “I believe we got suckered into one of Heechul’s mind games. I think he was plotting against us.” Though the more Siwon thought about it, the more it seemed Heechul had been plotting ‘for’ them instead. Hangeng wasn’t quite sure what to say, he’d never meant to spill all of his feelings in front of Siwon like that. There’d been many times he wanted to, of course, but he always figured it’d push the other one further away. Siwon was quiet for a while too, not sure of what to say either now that he knew exactly how Hangeng felt. He bit his lip, chewing on it for a moment as he let his fingers curl into the material of Hangeng’s shirt.
“There were lots of times I wish you would’ve fought for me. Lots of times I wish you would’ve had the courage to tell the truth even though I didn’t. But, at the same time I know it wouldn’t have worked, I wouldn’t have listened then. But… there was never a time that I didn’t think about you, never a time that I wanted to forget you.”
Hangeng bit his lip then, bringing his hands up to toy with opening of Siwon’s shirt, curling his fingers into the smooth material as he let his thumb rub over the buttons. “A… are you going to stay this time? Because I don’t think I can go through this again if you aren’t going to stay.” If there had been any doubt in Siwon’s mind as to whether he was staying or going before, it was gone now. He brought both hands up from Hangeng’s hips to cup the sides of Hangeng’s face, tilting his head up to press a tender, loving kiss to his lips. Hangeng’s fingers tightened in Siwon’s shirt as he melted into the kiss, leaning in to let his body press more fully against Siwon’s.
The time with Siwon in his classroom had been nice, yes, and the time with Kyuhyun was delightful, but now that they’d spilled their guts and left themselves vulnerable, just a simple kiss was enough to make Hangeng swoon, but that simple kiss spoke volumes, filled with feelings that ran so deep they couldn’t be expressed with words alone. By the time their lips parted Hangeng’s cheeks were flushed with heat, a bit of a grin spreading over his lips.
“We… We should go somewhere else. If they catch us they’ll probably all come to watch… and… right now I don’t want to share.” He let go of Siwon’s shirt in order to slip a hand into the other’s, leading him out of the kitchen and down the hall to one of the spare bedrooms that wasn’t already occupied. He was tempted to tell Siwon then that they really didn’t have to do this right then and there if he didn’t want to, he didn’t want to risk scaring him off again. Before he could get the words out though, Siwon’s lips were on his once more, claiming Hangeng’s in a kiss that was just as loving as the first, but far more passionate. Hangeng let one arm loop about Siwon’s neck, fingers tangling into the man’s hair as the other wrapped about his chest, clinging to him in order to keep his balance as Siwon began to walk towards the bed, forcing Hangeng to walk backwards.
They both tumbled down onto the bed together, becoming nothing more than a tangle of arms and legs. The sweet kisses began to become hungrier, and soon both sets of hands were pulling at their clothing, tugging this way and that until their skin was bared. Though Hangeng thought he’d almost forgotten exactly what it felt like to have Siwon lay against him like that, skin to skin, the moment Siwon’s body settled atop his own the memories came flooding back, and Hangeng thought their bodies fit together just as perfectly as they always had before, even after five years.
Siwon’s lips pressed to Hangeng’s in yet another kiss, and unlike the last two times Hangeng let Siwon take the lead. The kiss was enough to leave Hangeng out of breath and flushed with heat, and he was already making a mental note to thank Heechul later, after hitting him for getting him all worked up, of course. Siwon’s lips pressed a line of kisses along Hangeng’s jaw, then down along over his neck as he let one hand roam over Hangeng’s torso, smoothing lightly over the soft skin. His hand smoothed lower, down over Hangeng’s abdomen before fingers curled around Hangeng’s arousal, slowly beginning to stroke him, though Hangeng didn’t really need much more encouragement. A moan slipped past Hangeng’s lips then, eyes fluttering shut. He didn’t really mean to seem so needy, but it’d been so long since he’d been with Siwon the way he wanted to be, he’d waited long enough.
“I want to feel you… please… I don’t want to wait any longer.”
Siwon chuckled softly, nuzzling his face into the skin of Hangeng’s neck. He let go of Hangeng’s arousal though, letting his hand drop a bit lower to ease a finger into him instead. “Let me apologize for making you wait so long then. Let me make it up to you.” He added a second finger once he thought Hangeng had relaxed enough, causing the Chinese man’s body to arch, pressing himself down further against Siwon’s fingers. Siwon had always thought the way Hangeng was able to move his body was the most amazing thing. While Eunhyuk and Donghae were dancers as well and could move and twist and shake in the most sinful ways, Hangeng’s style was far more graceful (in Siwon’s opinion anyway). Siwon liked to watch his body twist and arch and writhe, whether he had clothes on or not, simply because he found the way Hangeng’s muscles danced so slowly beneath his skin far more seductive than any shimmy or shake the other dancers could come up with. Siwon would’ve been content to simply watch Hangeng’s body move and rock the way it was now, to watch the pleasure-filled expression on Hangeng’s face, but another moan slipping past Hangeng’s lips snapped Siwon out of his daze.
“Siwon… please… I want more…” The Chinese man grabbed at Siwon’s hips without bothering to open his eyes, fingers curling into the soft skin. “I want to feel you, I need to feel you. Please…” They’d come so far, and Siwon wasn’t about to turn him down now. He withdrew his fingers and shifted himself into position in between Hangeng’s legs, slowly pressing into him. Siwon had forgotten a lot of things over the years, but this was not one of them. He could never forget how perfect Hangeng always felt around him, how their bodies fit together like a hand in the most sinful kind of glove. He began to rock slowly within Hangeng, a moan leaving his own lips at how good it felt to be back where he belonged. Hangeng looped his arms around Siwon once more, pulling him in close for another passionate kiss, their lips fitting together just as perfectly as their bodies did.
Somewhere in the back of his head, Siwon was already kicking himself for being foolish enough to ever leave something as perfect as this. Sure, he’d slept with his wife, but not all that often. It always wound up feeling awkward for the both of them and their bodies never seemed to fit together quite right. But this? This was as close to heaven as sinning could get, Siwon was sure of it. The last two times with Hangeng had been hard and fast and rough, and though it had felt good, there was nothing that Siwon could compare to this. There was time to focus on each little touch, each sensation no matter how strong or subtle. It was almost like torture, but it felt so wonderful that Siwon wasn’t about to stop. He’d lost track of just how long he’d been rocking against Hangeng, he’d lost track of how many times their lips had pressed together in passionate kisses, he’d lost count of how many moans he’d heard, though he was pretty sure half of those were his own. The pleasure continued to build with each deep thrust he made into Hangeng until he was well aware of just how close he really was to spilling himself inside Hangeng. He shifted just enough then to be able to wrap his hand around Hangeng, stroking him slowly.
That made Hangeng’s back arch once more; Siwon’s name leaving Hangeng’s lips in what Siwon swore was the most erotic sounding moan he’d heard in quite some time. Hangeng must’ve been just as close as Siwon, as it only took a few more thrusts and movements of Siwon’s hand before Hangeng’s orgasm hit, muscles spasming around Siwon as he spilled himself over his own abdomen. Siwon was just a moment behind, burying himself within Hangeng one final time as he came.
He lowered his head down to let it rest on Hangeng’s shoulder then, his own eyes closing as he remained still, letting his heart beat begin to slow down to a more normal pace. Hangeng turned his head just enough to nuzzle his own cheek against Siwon’s forehead, keeping his arms wrapped around him.
Both Siwon and Hangeng had fallen asleep like that, both sleeping so soundly that they didn’t hear any of the commotion going on outside. Donghae’s wife had eaten something spicy which had upset her stomach, and the stomach cramps had somehow turned into labor pains. Everyone had went scrambling about then, shouting here and there. They’d eventually got her situated in Donghae’s car then, and off they’d gone to the hospital. Siwon and Hangeng had slept through it all though, and thankfully no one was foolish enough to stick their heads in the room and try to wake them.
Hangeng was still asleep the next morning when Siwon woke, and Siwon spent the better part of ten minutes simply watching the Chinese man sleep. He’d eventually slipped from the bed, though he made sure to tuck Hangeng in nice and snug so he didn’t get chilled. He pulled his underwear and pants back on, though left his shirt off for the time being. He pulled his cell phone from his pants pocket before lowering himself down to sit on the edge of the bed carefully so he didn’t wake Hangeng. He stared at his phone for a minute, thinking things over in his head before he flipped the phone open, dialing his wife’s phone number. It rang and rang until the voicemail picked up, but that really didn’t surprise Siwon. He bit his lip, waiting and listening as the message played, speaking only after he heard the beep.
“Hey… it’s me. I uh… I hope you’re trip is going well… you’re coming back day after tomorrow, right? Anyways… we uh… we need to talk when you get back. Or we can talk before you get back, if you want, just call me.” He closed his phone then without saying goodbye, and without saying ‘I love you’. He didn’t see the point in saying it anymore, he knew it wasn’t true.
Pairings: Siwon/Hangeng/Heechul in various arrangements.
Rating: NC-17
Length: 2916 words
Summary: Part two of the ninth installment of the series that contains Higher Learning, Detention, Class Reunion, Locker Room, Anatomy 101, Home Economics, Ph.D. in Perversion, The Psychology of Love, and Love Lessons Pt. 1.
Hangeng gets his share of Love Lessons from Heechul, and Siwon finally makes a decision.
A/N: I'm putting the note first this time because I fear some of you might wind up a bit disappointed with this. Though it does involve Sihanchul and sex, it doesn't involve Sihanchul sex :-P That had been my original intention, but once I started writing things changed. I've been headachey all day, and wanted something sweet and fluffy anyways. I hope you guys enjoy it, even though Heechul doesn't get naked in this one.
“I’m getting really tired of your games, Heechul.” Hangeng brought a hand up, fingertips coming to rub the bridge of his nose lightly. Heechul snorted, fingertips already beginning to work at undoing the buttons of Siwon’s shirt.
“Who says I’m playing a game? If you don’t want him, why can’t I have him?” Hangeng fell silent for a moment, looking to Heechul once more as his expression soured even further. Siwon bit his lip, looking back and forth between the two men. He hadn’t wanted to cause a fight between them, not at all, though if a fight did break out he was fully prepared to blame it on Heechul. He didn’t quite understand how he could yell at him for hurting Hangeng earlier in the day and then do something that was obviously hurting the Chinese man later.
“I never said I didn’t want him, Heechul.”
“True, but if you really wanted him that badly would you have given up so easily? You never fought for him, not once. Why should he have stayed with you? Why should he stay with someone who was so willing to let go?” Heechul undid the last of the buttons, letting his hands slip inside Siwon’s shirt, smoothing over the muscled skin. Siwon bit his lip, leaning back even more against the countertop, gripping the edge of it tightly. Heechul’s hands felt good on his skin, yes, but he was pretty sure that this was not the right time to be getting aroused.
“You know I wasn’t willing to let go, Heechul… you KNOW that! How could you-”
“But you DID let go. It doesn’t matter if you cried afterwards, you let go. If you loved him so much, why let anyone have him?”
“What else was I suppose to do, Heechul? Throw a fit and cause more trouble for the band? I couldn’t-”
“The group split up anyways, what difference does it make? I would’ve rather went out with a bang anyways… speaking of banging…” Heechul grinned, letting his hands drop on down to the front of Siwon’s pants, working to undo his belt buckle.
“Heechul… Stop it, just stop it!” Hangeng bit his lip, watching the two of them with a look of both anger and sadness plastered on his face. He’d thought he could handle the thought of Siwon being with someone else relatively well. He hadn’t minded him being with Sungmin and Kyuhyun at all really, because in Hangeng’s head it was just a twisted way to prove Siwon was gay and that he did indeed have a second chance. But Heechul had been Hangeng’s best friend, the one person he confided everything in, and to have Heechul turn around and blame all of this on him while trying to snatch Siwon away, it hurt. Heechul lifted his head after drawing the zipper to Siwon’s pants down, looking over to Hangeng.
“You want me to stop? What are you going to do if I don’t?” It was a challenge, plain and simple. And it’d taken that long for Siwon to realize just what Heechul was doing, too. Heechul had promised Siwon he’d prove Hangeng still cared, and Heechul never did anything the easy, subtle way, did he? What better way to show Siwon Hangeng still cared than to make the Chinese man jealous?
“I… I’ll never speak to you again…” Heechul shrugged at Hangeng’s response, looking back to Siwon as he let his hands slip into the younger man’s pants, slowly pushing them from his hips.
“Heechul… please…” Heechul continued to ignore him, leaving Siwon’s pants around his thighs as he oh so slowly began to tug his underwear down. Siwon was rather surprised at how quickly Hangeng closed the distance between them then, slipping himself right in between Siwon and Heechul. He let his back press against Siwon’s front without thinking, and missed the way the bit of pressure from his body against Siwon’s made Siwon’s eyes flutter shut.
“Just… Leave him alone! I care about him, alright? I always will and nothing is going to change that! Damnit Heechul, you KNOW that. The only reason I didn’t chase after him was just because I wanted him to be happy, alright? If he couldn’t be happy with me then I wanted him to be happy with someone else, even if it made me miserable in the process. There wasn’t ever a moment I didn’t think about him, didn’t miss him! But I just wanted him to be happy! You KNOW that Heechul.”
A rather soft smile spread over Heechul’s lips then, his hands coming to rest upon Hangeng’s hips as he leaned to press a rather tender kiss to Hangeng’s lips. “I know, but Siwon didn’t, and I know you’d never tell him otherwise. You have just as much right to be happy as he does, Hangeng. And sometimes you have to fight to keep the things that make you happy. You both have been miserable without each other, and frankly all the angst is getting on my nerves. I’m supposed to be the one who causes drama, not you two. If you haven’t fixed things by the time I sober up, I’m going to be pissed. Both of you need to make up your minds… get back together, or move on. Though really for the sake of my own sanity, I hope you choose the first option.”
Heechul tilted his head then, pressing a soft kiss to Hangeng’s cheek before he leaned past him, pressing a kiss to Siwon’s cheek as well. He slipped away then, leaving both men rather bewildered as he stepped back outside, dropping down to sit next to Kibum. “I’ve done my good deed for the century…”
Kibum arched a brow, taking a sip from some sort of pink cocktail Sungmin had mixed for him before handing the glass over to Heechul. “Oh?”
Heechul just nodded, leaning back a bit. “Everyone will thank me later.”
Hangeng didn’t realize until he started to turn around that Siwon’s hands had come to rest upon his hips. He tilted his head as he looked to Siwon, more than a little confused.
“What was that about?” Siwon shrugged, laughing softly. “I believe we got suckered into one of Heechul’s mind games. I think he was plotting against us.” Though the more Siwon thought about it, the more it seemed Heechul had been plotting ‘for’ them instead. Hangeng wasn’t quite sure what to say, he’d never meant to spill all of his feelings in front of Siwon like that. There’d been many times he wanted to, of course, but he always figured it’d push the other one further away. Siwon was quiet for a while too, not sure of what to say either now that he knew exactly how Hangeng felt. He bit his lip, chewing on it for a moment as he let his fingers curl into the material of Hangeng’s shirt.
“There were lots of times I wish you would’ve fought for me. Lots of times I wish you would’ve had the courage to tell the truth even though I didn’t. But, at the same time I know it wouldn’t have worked, I wouldn’t have listened then. But… there was never a time that I didn’t think about you, never a time that I wanted to forget you.”
Hangeng bit his lip then, bringing his hands up to toy with opening of Siwon’s shirt, curling his fingers into the smooth material as he let his thumb rub over the buttons. “A… are you going to stay this time? Because I don’t think I can go through this again if you aren’t going to stay.” If there had been any doubt in Siwon’s mind as to whether he was staying or going before, it was gone now. He brought both hands up from Hangeng’s hips to cup the sides of Hangeng’s face, tilting his head up to press a tender, loving kiss to his lips. Hangeng’s fingers tightened in Siwon’s shirt as he melted into the kiss, leaning in to let his body press more fully against Siwon’s.
The time with Siwon in his classroom had been nice, yes, and the time with Kyuhyun was delightful, but now that they’d spilled their guts and left themselves vulnerable, just a simple kiss was enough to make Hangeng swoon, but that simple kiss spoke volumes, filled with feelings that ran so deep they couldn’t be expressed with words alone. By the time their lips parted Hangeng’s cheeks were flushed with heat, a bit of a grin spreading over his lips.
“We… We should go somewhere else. If they catch us they’ll probably all come to watch… and… right now I don’t want to share.” He let go of Siwon’s shirt in order to slip a hand into the other’s, leading him out of the kitchen and down the hall to one of the spare bedrooms that wasn’t already occupied. He was tempted to tell Siwon then that they really didn’t have to do this right then and there if he didn’t want to, he didn’t want to risk scaring him off again. Before he could get the words out though, Siwon’s lips were on his once more, claiming Hangeng’s in a kiss that was just as loving as the first, but far more passionate. Hangeng let one arm loop about Siwon’s neck, fingers tangling into the man’s hair as the other wrapped about his chest, clinging to him in order to keep his balance as Siwon began to walk towards the bed, forcing Hangeng to walk backwards.
They both tumbled down onto the bed together, becoming nothing more than a tangle of arms and legs. The sweet kisses began to become hungrier, and soon both sets of hands were pulling at their clothing, tugging this way and that until their skin was bared. Though Hangeng thought he’d almost forgotten exactly what it felt like to have Siwon lay against him like that, skin to skin, the moment Siwon’s body settled atop his own the memories came flooding back, and Hangeng thought their bodies fit together just as perfectly as they always had before, even after five years.
Siwon’s lips pressed to Hangeng’s in yet another kiss, and unlike the last two times Hangeng let Siwon take the lead. The kiss was enough to leave Hangeng out of breath and flushed with heat, and he was already making a mental note to thank Heechul later, after hitting him for getting him all worked up, of course. Siwon’s lips pressed a line of kisses along Hangeng’s jaw, then down along over his neck as he let one hand roam over Hangeng’s torso, smoothing lightly over the soft skin. His hand smoothed lower, down over Hangeng’s abdomen before fingers curled around Hangeng’s arousal, slowly beginning to stroke him, though Hangeng didn’t really need much more encouragement. A moan slipped past Hangeng’s lips then, eyes fluttering shut. He didn’t really mean to seem so needy, but it’d been so long since he’d been with Siwon the way he wanted to be, he’d waited long enough.
“I want to feel you… please… I don’t want to wait any longer.”
Siwon chuckled softly, nuzzling his face into the skin of Hangeng’s neck. He let go of Hangeng’s arousal though, letting his hand drop a bit lower to ease a finger into him instead. “Let me apologize for making you wait so long then. Let me make it up to you.” He added a second finger once he thought Hangeng had relaxed enough, causing the Chinese man’s body to arch, pressing himself down further against Siwon’s fingers. Siwon had always thought the way Hangeng was able to move his body was the most amazing thing. While Eunhyuk and Donghae were dancers as well and could move and twist and shake in the most sinful ways, Hangeng’s style was far more graceful (in Siwon’s opinion anyway). Siwon liked to watch his body twist and arch and writhe, whether he had clothes on or not, simply because he found the way Hangeng’s muscles danced so slowly beneath his skin far more seductive than any shimmy or shake the other dancers could come up with. Siwon would’ve been content to simply watch Hangeng’s body move and rock the way it was now, to watch the pleasure-filled expression on Hangeng’s face, but another moan slipping past Hangeng’s lips snapped Siwon out of his daze.
“Siwon… please… I want more…” The Chinese man grabbed at Siwon’s hips without bothering to open his eyes, fingers curling into the soft skin. “I want to feel you, I need to feel you. Please…” They’d come so far, and Siwon wasn’t about to turn him down now. He withdrew his fingers and shifted himself into position in between Hangeng’s legs, slowly pressing into him. Siwon had forgotten a lot of things over the years, but this was not one of them. He could never forget how perfect Hangeng always felt around him, how their bodies fit together like a hand in the most sinful kind of glove. He began to rock slowly within Hangeng, a moan leaving his own lips at how good it felt to be back where he belonged. Hangeng looped his arms around Siwon once more, pulling him in close for another passionate kiss, their lips fitting together just as perfectly as their bodies did.
Somewhere in the back of his head, Siwon was already kicking himself for being foolish enough to ever leave something as perfect as this. Sure, he’d slept with his wife, but not all that often. It always wound up feeling awkward for the both of them and their bodies never seemed to fit together quite right. But this? This was as close to heaven as sinning could get, Siwon was sure of it. The last two times with Hangeng had been hard and fast and rough, and though it had felt good, there was nothing that Siwon could compare to this. There was time to focus on each little touch, each sensation no matter how strong or subtle. It was almost like torture, but it felt so wonderful that Siwon wasn’t about to stop. He’d lost track of just how long he’d been rocking against Hangeng, he’d lost track of how many times their lips had pressed together in passionate kisses, he’d lost count of how many moans he’d heard, though he was pretty sure half of those were his own. The pleasure continued to build with each deep thrust he made into Hangeng until he was well aware of just how close he really was to spilling himself inside Hangeng. He shifted just enough then to be able to wrap his hand around Hangeng, stroking him slowly.
That made Hangeng’s back arch once more; Siwon’s name leaving Hangeng’s lips in what Siwon swore was the most erotic sounding moan he’d heard in quite some time. Hangeng must’ve been just as close as Siwon, as it only took a few more thrusts and movements of Siwon’s hand before Hangeng’s orgasm hit, muscles spasming around Siwon as he spilled himself over his own abdomen. Siwon was just a moment behind, burying himself within Hangeng one final time as he came.
He lowered his head down to let it rest on Hangeng’s shoulder then, his own eyes closing as he remained still, letting his heart beat begin to slow down to a more normal pace. Hangeng turned his head just enough to nuzzle his own cheek against Siwon’s forehead, keeping his arms wrapped around him.
Both Siwon and Hangeng had fallen asleep like that, both sleeping so soundly that they didn’t hear any of the commotion going on outside. Donghae’s wife had eaten something spicy which had upset her stomach, and the stomach cramps had somehow turned into labor pains. Everyone had went scrambling about then, shouting here and there. They’d eventually got her situated in Donghae’s car then, and off they’d gone to the hospital. Siwon and Hangeng had slept through it all though, and thankfully no one was foolish enough to stick their heads in the room and try to wake them.
Hangeng was still asleep the next morning when Siwon woke, and Siwon spent the better part of ten minutes simply watching the Chinese man sleep. He’d eventually slipped from the bed, though he made sure to tuck Hangeng in nice and snug so he didn’t get chilled. He pulled his underwear and pants back on, though left his shirt off for the time being. He pulled his cell phone from his pants pocket before lowering himself down to sit on the edge of the bed carefully so he didn’t wake Hangeng. He stared at his phone for a minute, thinking things over in his head before he flipped the phone open, dialing his wife’s phone number. It rang and rang until the voicemail picked up, but that really didn’t surprise Siwon. He bit his lip, waiting and listening as the message played, speaking only after he heard the beep.
“Hey… it’s me. I uh… I hope you’re trip is going well… you’re coming back day after tomorrow, right? Anyways… we uh… we need to talk when you get back. Or we can talk before you get back, if you want, just call me.” He closed his phone then without saying goodbye, and without saying ‘I love you’. He didn’t see the point in saying it anymore, he knew it wasn’t true.