Merry Christmas! Winter Fics.
Title: Failed Surprises
Pairing: Kyuho (Kyuhyun/Suho)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Prompt: "just put a ribbon on yourself and give yourself to him", Joonmyeon is terrible at surprises.
"Joonmyeon..? What are you doing here?" Kyuhyun questions once he finally reaches the his front porch, voice laced with anticipation and curiosity, poking his head out of his scarf, watching Joonmyeon's eyes shoot up with surprise, before taking a really good look at Joonmyeon.
Joonmyeon had dustings of pink on the apples of his cheeks, the tip of his nose and ears, due to the bitter cold air, wearing just a knitted wool sweater and a pair of worn out jeans along with converse, the water from the snow probably seeped in slightly. A little bow, not too big to scream 'look at me' but not too small to go unnoticed, around his pinking neck, a weird looking beanie on his head, a bit too small to cover his ears. "U-Uh...surprise?" Joonmyeon stutters, looking up at Kyuhyun with unsure eyes, cheeks going redder under Kyuhyun's intense stare. "U-Uh...I was supposed to be in your room...?" Joonmyeon continues, pointing a finger upwards, supposedly to the direction of Kyuhyun's room, before retracting his finger, rubbing at his hands, not sure out of nerves or the cold. "But...I forgot to bring the spare key you gave me...and you weren't home...and I can’t find the other spare key you hide in that flowerpot...so here I am?" he mumbles at rapid speed, Kyuhyun's not exactly sure how he managed to catch the whole thing, Joonmyeon's face flaming red, wishing a hug gaping hole would just swallow him.
The elder of the two chuckles at Joonmyeon, patting the snow off the stairs of his front porch so he can sit next to the latter, placing his hand on top of Joonmyeon's knee. "It was a nice thought." Kyuhyun comments, smiling sincerely at Joonmyeon, taking off one of his gloves, and working one of Joonmyeon's hands in, before taking the bare hand into his newly bared hands, huffing hot air in them to keep them warm.
"It was supposed to be romantic..." Joonmyeon mumbles, burying his heated face into Kyuhyun’s shoulder, calming down slightly when he inhales the cologne Kyuhyun wore.
“It still is. I thought you were going to be at your parents.”
“Change of plans I guess.” Joonmyeon replies, using an idle hand to tug the collar of his sweater upwards, hoping it would cover his neck up.
“Idiot.” Kyuhyun says, release his hold on Joonmyeon’s hands to remove his scarf and wrapping around Joonmyeon’s neck. “You could’ve at least dressed properly.” He continues, moving his head back slightly when Joonmyeon suddenly starts shaking his head vigorously. “What are you doing?”
“Um...” Joonmyeon tries to find a way to phrase it without killing himself due to embarrassment, pointing at his beanie, lowering his head and averting his eyes away from Kyuhyun. A mistletoe tied to the pompom of his beanie. The elder male goes quiet at the sight, reaching a hand between them to cup Joonmyeon’s face, stroking Joonmyeon’s cold cheeks before reducing the minimal gap between their faces.
He shudders at the touch of their lips, either from the cold or the sudden spark that pleasantly runs through his body, moving his lips almost sloppily against Joonmyeon’s chapped lips, his hand advancing to the end of the scarf, tugging the younger closer. He smiles into the kiss, heading Joonmyeon sigh into the kiss, nipping at his lower lip, shivering at the contact of Joonmyeon’s tongue, parting his lips wider to allow their tongues to brush up against each other.
“Stupid.” Kyuhyun mumbles, ignoring the stupid grin Joonmyeon has on.
Title: One Too Many Mistletoes
Pairing OT3: Kyumimin
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: PWP, threesome, slight use of toys
Summary: Prompt: Mistletoes, Kyuhyun finds Zhou Mi and Sungmin covering the whole ceiling with mistletoes
Kyuhyun doesn’t really understand how he got into this situation; one moment he caught Zhou Mi and Sungmin hanging up way too many mistletoe around the house (like one on every ceiling tile), the next moment Sungmin is saying how he can’t run away from kisses, before being pulled into a searing kiss which quickly becomes a full out make out session with an amused (and way too smiley) Zhou Mi watching. And now, he’s pressed up between the two said males, hands gripping tightly on the headboard, back arched slightly, on his knees, ass in the air.
Sungmin was on his knees, hair dishevelled, going every direction, head bobbing between Kyuhyun’s legs, running his tongue over the tip, swirling at it before trailing it down Kyuhyun’s length as he sucks and takes more of Kyuhyun into his mouth. On the other hand, Zhou Mi had his chest pressed up against Kyuhyun’s back, fingers folded at Kyuhyun’s hips, mouth at that sensitive spot just under Kyuhyun’s ear, sending more blood rushing to Kyuhyun’s cock as he fucks Kyuhyun from behind.
“H-Hyung...” Kyuhyun pants out, tightening his death grip on the headboard when the tip of his cock brushes at the back of Sungmin’s throat, along with the sudden increase in pace from Zhou Mi. With half-lidded eyes, Kyuhyun eyes the base of the vibrator Zhou Mi pushed into Sungmin, but hadn’t switched on, it was rather hypnotising. His eyes rolled to the back of his skull when Sungmin moans around him, sending vibrations along his length, when he pulls out the toy halfway before slamming it back into Sungmin with a shaky hand.
“Fuck him real good Kui Xian, he likes it rough.” Zhou Mi mutters into his ear, fingers tweaking at either one of his nipples. The youngest of the three easily complies, ramming the toy in and out of Sungmin, as he watches his hyung’s eyes close shut, gulping at the sight of Sungmin jerking himself off as he rolls his hips back against the toy. Once his arm goes sore, he pushes the toy back in, filling Sungmin up to the hilt, before flicking the switch to switch the vibrator on, rewarding him with a string of moans and muffled whimpers.
Zhou Mi shifts slightly behind Kyuhyun, thrusting into him with a different angle, hitting that sensitive bundle of nerves dead on, causing Kyuhyun to toss his head back on to Zhou Mi’s shoulder, letting out a soundless scream of pleasure. Kyuhyun’s hips are going to bruise tomorrow, Zhou Mi thinks at the back of his mind, gripping the magnae’s hips a little harder before fucking Kyuhyun harder and faster, almost hitting that spot every time, fucking Kyuhyu into Sungmin’s mouth.
Sungmin tries to focus on the task at hand, tries to hollow his cheeks as he sucks of Kyuhyun’s length, only to fail by his overly aroused state. It’s been way too long since he felt this good, having Zhou Mi fuck him into the couch in the afternoon, then having Kyuhyun prep him with his fingers, and now having a vibrator in him on the medium to high setting as Kyuhyun fucks his mouth while he strokes himself. He bobs his head once again, pace erratic, trying to pump his cock at the same pace, free hand stroking at Kyuhyun’s inner thighs before advancing to his sacs, rewarding him with a muddled mess of groans and pants.
By now, Kyuhyun was starting to see stars, patches of white on the back of his lids when his eyes closes, knees weak, if Zhou Mi didn’t have his hands on his hips, Kyuhyun would’ve already fallen down on to the bed. He chokes back a gasp, hips snapping upwards, when Sungmin practically screams around him, becoming a sobbing mess in a matter of seconds when the tip of the vibrator finally brushes up at Sungmin’s prostate.
“Hyung...ah...I-I can’t...” Kyuhyun cries out at the junction of Zhou Mi’s neck, breath hitching sharply when Sungmin sucks on his overly sensitive tip, flicking his tongue of Kyuhyun’s slit. Just come. Zhou Mi whispers huskily into his ear, voice cracking ever so slightly, as he thrusts particularly hard into Kyuhyun.
The magnae was the first to come, body trembling so hard as he succumbs in pleasure, letting out a silent scream, blowing his load into Sungmin’s mouth. Zhou Mi was the next, due to the sudden tightness of Kyuhyun’s channel, Kyuhyun clenching so tightly around him, causing him to muffle a soft cry at Kyuhyun’s shoulder blades, coming long and hard, spilling his seeds into Kyuhyun. It didn’t take much for Sungmin to come moments later; rearranging himself, so that he had his legs spread wide, flicking the switch on the vibrator to the highest setting, flicking his wrist ever so often.
The three males basked in the afterglow, eyes shut, chest heaving for air as they came down from their high. “So are we having a round for every mistletoe?” Sungmin asks, knowing there was at least thirty stuck on to the ceiling of their room.
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20210720 - this entry has been edited to remove 1 drabble.
Pairing: Kyuho (Kyuhyun/Suho)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Prompt: "just put a ribbon on yourself and give yourself to him", Joonmyeon is terrible at surprises.
"Joonmyeon..? What are you doing here?" Kyuhyun questions once he finally reaches the his front porch, voice laced with anticipation and curiosity, poking his head out of his scarf, watching Joonmyeon's eyes shoot up with surprise, before taking a really good look at Joonmyeon.
Joonmyeon had dustings of pink on the apples of his cheeks, the tip of his nose and ears, due to the bitter cold air, wearing just a knitted wool sweater and a pair of worn out jeans along with converse, the water from the snow probably seeped in slightly. A little bow, not too big to scream 'look at me' but not too small to go unnoticed, around his pinking neck, a weird looking beanie on his head, a bit too small to cover his ears. "U-Uh...surprise?" Joonmyeon stutters, looking up at Kyuhyun with unsure eyes, cheeks going redder under Kyuhyun's intense stare. "U-Uh...I was supposed to be in your room...?" Joonmyeon continues, pointing a finger upwards, supposedly to the direction of Kyuhyun's room, before retracting his finger, rubbing at his hands, not sure out of nerves or the cold. "But...I forgot to bring the spare key you gave me...and you weren't home...and I can’t find the other spare key you hide in that flowerpot...so here I am?" he mumbles at rapid speed, Kyuhyun's not exactly sure how he managed to catch the whole thing, Joonmyeon's face flaming red, wishing a hug gaping hole would just swallow him.
The elder of the two chuckles at Joonmyeon, patting the snow off the stairs of his front porch so he can sit next to the latter, placing his hand on top of Joonmyeon's knee. "It was a nice thought." Kyuhyun comments, smiling sincerely at Joonmyeon, taking off one of his gloves, and working one of Joonmyeon's hands in, before taking the bare hand into his newly bared hands, huffing hot air in them to keep them warm.
"It was supposed to be romantic..." Joonmyeon mumbles, burying his heated face into Kyuhyun’s shoulder, calming down slightly when he inhales the cologne Kyuhyun wore.
“It still is. I thought you were going to be at your parents.”
“Change of plans I guess.” Joonmyeon replies, using an idle hand to tug the collar of his sweater upwards, hoping it would cover his neck up.
“Idiot.” Kyuhyun says, release his hold on Joonmyeon’s hands to remove his scarf and wrapping around Joonmyeon’s neck. “You could’ve at least dressed properly.” He continues, moving his head back slightly when Joonmyeon suddenly starts shaking his head vigorously. “What are you doing?”
“Um...” Joonmyeon tries to find a way to phrase it without killing himself due to embarrassment, pointing at his beanie, lowering his head and averting his eyes away from Kyuhyun. A mistletoe tied to the pompom of his beanie. The elder male goes quiet at the sight, reaching a hand between them to cup Joonmyeon’s face, stroking Joonmyeon’s cold cheeks before reducing the minimal gap between their faces.
He shudders at the touch of their lips, either from the cold or the sudden spark that pleasantly runs through his body, moving his lips almost sloppily against Joonmyeon’s chapped lips, his hand advancing to the end of the scarf, tugging the younger closer. He smiles into the kiss, heading Joonmyeon sigh into the kiss, nipping at his lower lip, shivering at the contact of Joonmyeon’s tongue, parting his lips wider to allow their tongues to brush up against each other.
“Stupid.” Kyuhyun mumbles, ignoring the stupid grin Joonmyeon has on.
Title: One Too Many Mistletoes
Pairing OT3: Kyumimin
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: PWP, threesome, slight use of toys
Summary: Prompt: Mistletoes, Kyuhyun finds Zhou Mi and Sungmin covering the whole ceiling with mistletoes
Kyuhyun doesn’t really understand how he got into this situation; one moment he caught Zhou Mi and Sungmin hanging up way too many mistletoe around the house (like one on every ceiling tile), the next moment Sungmin is saying how he can’t run away from kisses, before being pulled into a searing kiss which quickly becomes a full out make out session with an amused (and way too smiley) Zhou Mi watching. And now, he’s pressed up between the two said males, hands gripping tightly on the headboard, back arched slightly, on his knees, ass in the air.
Sungmin was on his knees, hair dishevelled, going every direction, head bobbing between Kyuhyun’s legs, running his tongue over the tip, swirling at it before trailing it down Kyuhyun’s length as he sucks and takes more of Kyuhyun into his mouth. On the other hand, Zhou Mi had his chest pressed up against Kyuhyun’s back, fingers folded at Kyuhyun’s hips, mouth at that sensitive spot just under Kyuhyun’s ear, sending more blood rushing to Kyuhyun’s cock as he fucks Kyuhyun from behind.
“H-Hyung...” Kyuhyun pants out, tightening his death grip on the headboard when the tip of his cock brushes at the back of Sungmin’s throat, along with the sudden increase in pace from Zhou Mi. With half-lidded eyes, Kyuhyun eyes the base of the vibrator Zhou Mi pushed into Sungmin, but hadn’t switched on, it was rather hypnotising. His eyes rolled to the back of his skull when Sungmin moans around him, sending vibrations along his length, when he pulls out the toy halfway before slamming it back into Sungmin with a shaky hand.
“Fuck him real good Kui Xian, he likes it rough.” Zhou Mi mutters into his ear, fingers tweaking at either one of his nipples. The youngest of the three easily complies, ramming the toy in and out of Sungmin, as he watches his hyung’s eyes close shut, gulping at the sight of Sungmin jerking himself off as he rolls his hips back against the toy. Once his arm goes sore, he pushes the toy back in, filling Sungmin up to the hilt, before flicking the switch to switch the vibrator on, rewarding him with a string of moans and muffled whimpers.
Zhou Mi shifts slightly behind Kyuhyun, thrusting into him with a different angle, hitting that sensitive bundle of nerves dead on, causing Kyuhyun to toss his head back on to Zhou Mi’s shoulder, letting out a soundless scream of pleasure. Kyuhyun’s hips are going to bruise tomorrow, Zhou Mi thinks at the back of his mind, gripping the magnae’s hips a little harder before fucking Kyuhyun harder and faster, almost hitting that spot every time, fucking Kyuhyu into Sungmin’s mouth.
Sungmin tries to focus on the task at hand, tries to hollow his cheeks as he sucks of Kyuhyun’s length, only to fail by his overly aroused state. It’s been way too long since he felt this good, having Zhou Mi fuck him into the couch in the afternoon, then having Kyuhyun prep him with his fingers, and now having a vibrator in him on the medium to high setting as Kyuhyun fucks his mouth while he strokes himself. He bobs his head once again, pace erratic, trying to pump his cock at the same pace, free hand stroking at Kyuhyun’s inner thighs before advancing to his sacs, rewarding him with a muddled mess of groans and pants.
By now, Kyuhyun was starting to see stars, patches of white on the back of his lids when his eyes closes, knees weak, if Zhou Mi didn’t have his hands on his hips, Kyuhyun would’ve already fallen down on to the bed. He chokes back a gasp, hips snapping upwards, when Sungmin practically screams around him, becoming a sobbing mess in a matter of seconds when the tip of the vibrator finally brushes up at Sungmin’s prostate.
“Hyung...ah...I-I can’t...” Kyuhyun cries out at the junction of Zhou Mi’s neck, breath hitching sharply when Sungmin sucks on his overly sensitive tip, flicking his tongue of Kyuhyun’s slit. Just come. Zhou Mi whispers huskily into his ear, voice cracking ever so slightly, as he thrusts particularly hard into Kyuhyun.
The magnae was the first to come, body trembling so hard as he succumbs in pleasure, letting out a silent scream, blowing his load into Sungmin’s mouth. Zhou Mi was the next, due to the sudden tightness of Kyuhyun’s channel, Kyuhyun clenching so tightly around him, causing him to muffle a soft cry at Kyuhyun’s shoulder blades, coming long and hard, spilling his seeds into Kyuhyun. It didn’t take much for Sungmin to come moments later; rearranging himself, so that he had his legs spread wide, flicking the switch on the vibrator to the highest setting, flicking his wrist ever so often.
The three males basked in the afterglow, eyes shut, chest heaving for air as they came down from their high. “So are we having a round for every mistletoe?” Sungmin asks, knowing there was at least thirty stuck on to the ceiling of their room.
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20210720 - this entry has been edited to remove 1 drabble.