[HeeShik] The Heechul Theory
For hyungshiks because she's awesome and whatnot ;A; Sorry I failed *cries*
Title: The Heechul Theory
Pairings: Heechul/Hyungshik
Rating: NC-17 (HOLY GHJKBHVNSBJSNB I WROTE IT)
Word count: 1 597
Warnings: Unbeta-ed, grammar mistakes, wrong usage of words since English isn't my first language.
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters & u know all dat.
A/N: GJGSGBGNJRGN I CAN'T I BELIEVE I WROTE SMUT AFJKSGJSLHMNH
Hyungshik likes to think that there is something special between him and Heechul. Because honestly, the other members don’t frown so hard they almost get a unibrow whenever Hyungshik does his usual fanservice with Kevin, nor do they choke on their food when Hyungshik asks to be fed at dinner. He does this kind of things more and more just to see how the other reacts, and after some thoughtful analyzing Hyungshik concludes that Heechul likes him.
So one day, Hyungshik decides to simply try out his newfound theory. They are having a short break from filming when he asks Heechul to come with him for a bit because there’s this vending machine I don’t get how to use and I reaaaaaally want a chocolate bar so please, help me?
Heechul follows him, confused and a little suspicious because their second youngest might be a little spaced out sometimes but he isn’t so stupid he doesn’t know how to read labels and press buttons. No, there has to be something else going on.
Hyungshik, on the other hand, is walking a few steps ahead of the older, trying to spot a suitable place and when he sees a door in a suitably deserted corridor that seems to lead to a small closet of some sort, he grabs Heechul’s hand and swiftly drags him into it.
“What the-“ is all Heechul managed to say before he finds himself up against the wall, a mouth against his own and a pair of arms wrapped around him. Too shocked to say anything at first, he just stands there and lets Hyungshik’s -surprisingly talented- tongue sneak into his mouth. Said boy pulls away a little and looks him deep into the eyes, his own chocolate brown ones fixating them.
“Well, isn’t this what you want?” Hyungshik says in a low, husky tone attempting to be seducing and apparently it works, Heechul thinks that darn, when did he get such a voice? Though the next second, he pushes away any thought that doesn’t include R-rated words and just give in to the younger boy’s kisses. Because, he admits to himself, this really is what he wanted…So badly at that... Not that he says it out loud though, because Heechul isn’t the type who likes to seem desperate and he tries to take control and reverse their positions, making Hyungshik be closest to the wall. But instead of cooperating nicely the younger presses him harder against the wall, his tongue licking along Heechul’s jaw line and his hands starting to unbutton the older’s shirt.
‘So it’s going to be like this?’ Heechul thinks with a smirk, but he doesn’t protest, just rummages his hands through Hyungshik’s hair and he can feel that his pants are starting to tighten. The younger boy feels it too and grins into the others’ lips but doesn’t touch the yearning body part. Instead, his mouth leaves Heechul’s and begins to travel downwards, lightly sucking and biting to leave hickeys on Heechul’s collarbone on the way and eventually clamping down on one of his nipples. The older moans with pleasure as Hyungshik’s tongue draws small circles around the nub, runs over his heaving chest to tease the other, and finally, as Hyungshik’s teeth lightly clench around the erected nipple, eliciting small groans from the older, Heechul decides it is time for the next step.
His hands reach down to start working on his fly and when Hyungshik notices the other fumbling with the zipper -it has become hard for Heechul to think straight, all of a sudden- he stops licking Heechul’s nipples and lets his lips slowly, slowly slide down over the chest and abdomen, replacing the older’s hands with his own and smoothly yanking the zipper open. Heechul, relieved he does not have to bother with the problem by himself anymore, just leaves it to the younger deal to with and lets one hand run through Hyungshik’s hair. With one swift movement, Hyungshik pulls Heechul’s pants down, them falling to the floor with an audible thud but none of them really care about broken cellphones at this moment. Hyungshik grins to himself and licks his lips teasingly when he sees the large bulge, knowing fully well that Heechul’s eyes follow every move he does. He strokes the other’s cock a few times through his boxers and then leans forward to kiss it lightly, earning a loud moan and a tug at his hair as a reminder from Heechul to hurry up.
Hyungshik does not bother to hurry though; teasingly slow he pulls down Heechul’s boxers and chuckles to himself when he saw how hard the other’s member is. He pokes it a few times, giggling as it twitches under his ministrations, before his fingers wrap around it and start to gently stroke it, gradually increasing the speed. Heechul hisses with the pleasure it gives him and his hands tighten their grip around Hyungshik’s hairs. When the younger lets his tongue touch the head of his cock, licking up the precum that has formed there, he gasps with pleasure, his head falling backwards and as Hyungshik takes all of his length into his mouth, Heechul feels like he won’t be able to hold back for much longer, his nails trying to claw marks into the wall behind him and his other hand clenching so tightly Hyungshik worriedly reminds himself of checking for bald spots later.
Hyungshik’s mouth moves up and down Heechul’s cock, his tongue swirling around the head and Heechul feels that he is near that hot tickling sensation now, feeling it by the way his balls, fondled by Hyungshik’s fingers, seem to visibly tighten; by the way he can’t restrain himself from grabbing said boy’s head and thrusting wildly into his mouth. When Hyungshik presses as much of Heechul’s cock as he can down his throat, it is the final needed to push him over the edge. With one last jerk, he lets his cum spurt into Hyungshik’s mouth, making the younger gag as he wasn’t prepared for Heechul coming in his mouth. Even though he tries his best to swallow as much as he can, some of the cum gets on his chin and makes Heechul laugh at him as they both sit down against the wall to unwind a little.
“You look so slutty with that cum on your face,” Heechul says and wipes it away, holding up his fingers for the other to lick the sticky substance off them. Hyungshik meets his gaze with hooded eyes, sucking every digit carefully in order to not miss anything. Who knew their second maknae with his innocent face and adorable personality could be like this?
‘Such a little whore,’ Heechul thinks but he can’t deny he’s not somewhat turned on by it. In fact, he can feel his cock twitching again by the thought of going for a second round, but this time in reverse positions. Just as he reaches out to catch the other’s lips in a rough kiss, Hyungshik stands up and glances at his watch.
“Oh, we’ve been away for so long already, maybe we should go back before someone misses us,” he says and giggles teasingly, as if he knew what the older was thinking. Heechul can’t come up with anything to say, just sits there on the floor, totally cockblocked and staring dumbfounded at the younger. Hyungshik just snickers once again and opens the door to leave. In order to not end up in any awkward situations, Heechul stands up too and puts his pants back on. ‘That little…’ he thinks as he slowly exits the room and closes the door behind him. A moment later though, a wide grin spreads on his face. ‘I think I’m going to be afraid of ghosts tonight.’
When they return to the studio, something seems to be weird. The filming staff, at least the male part, turn away when they enter the room while some of the female writers begin to excitedly jump up and down and squeal when they see the two boys. A protesting Siwan is being dragged away by a glaring Kwanghee -who’s by the way covering the other’s eyes- and Minwoo & Dongjun stand staring at their fellow maknae until Kevin discreetly coughs and tells them to shut their mouths.
“Hey, what’s up with the weird atmosphere?” Heechul asks Junyoung, who stands totally flush faced, examining his shoes with a sudden interest.
“Oh, y-you are back,” their leader stutters and carefully tries to avoid the gazes of the other two. He looks to the side as if to ask one of the other members to help him but no one comes to his rescue and he can eventually not postpone it any longer. With a deep breath, he blurts it out:
“You forgot to take off your mics…”
Hyungshik feels how all of his blood instantly rushes up to his cheeks, making him nicely match Junyoung’s tomato nuance.
“So you mean, p-people heard us…they heard me and Heechul…?”
“Well, we managed to turn off the sound before it came to the ehm, intense part but I think everyone got it anyway.”
Hyungshik feels more humiliated than he’s ever done before and he buries his face in his hands as if to hide from the world. Though, when he takes a glance to his side he can’t help but to smile a little. Heechul stands as if thunderstruck, his jaw almost literally dropped to the floor and he hasn’t said anything nor moved.
‘I was right,’ Hyungshik thinks. ‘He likes me.’
Comments: ABAFAGDJGKSTRSLM SORRY I KNOW THAT I FAILED BUT I CAN'T BELIEVE I ACTUALLY WROTE SMUT FJGSGLSNHSLH
Title: The Heechul Theory
Pairings: Heechul/Hyungshik
Rating: NC-17 (HOLY GHJKBHVNSBJSNB I WROTE IT)
Word count: 1 597
Warnings: Unbeta-ed, grammar mistakes, wrong usage of words since English isn't my first language.
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters & u know all dat.
A/N: GJGSGBGNJRGN I CAN'T I BELIEVE I WROTE SMUT AFJKSGJSLHMNH
Hyungshik likes to think that there is something special between him and Heechul. Because honestly, the other members don’t frown so hard they almost get a unibrow whenever Hyungshik does his usual fanservice with Kevin, nor do they choke on their food when Hyungshik asks to be fed at dinner. He does this kind of things more and more just to see how the other reacts, and after some thoughtful analyzing Hyungshik concludes that Heechul likes him.
So one day, Hyungshik decides to simply try out his newfound theory. They are having a short break from filming when he asks Heechul to come with him for a bit because there’s this vending machine I don’t get how to use and I reaaaaaally want a chocolate bar so please, help me?
Heechul follows him, confused and a little suspicious because their second youngest might be a little spaced out sometimes but he isn’t so stupid he doesn’t know how to read labels and press buttons. No, there has to be something else going on.
Hyungshik, on the other hand, is walking a few steps ahead of the older, trying to spot a suitable place and when he sees a door in a suitably deserted corridor that seems to lead to a small closet of some sort, he grabs Heechul’s hand and swiftly drags him into it.
“What the-“ is all Heechul managed to say before he finds himself up against the wall, a mouth against his own and a pair of arms wrapped around him. Too shocked to say anything at first, he just stands there and lets Hyungshik’s -surprisingly talented- tongue sneak into his mouth. Said boy pulls away a little and looks him deep into the eyes, his own chocolate brown ones fixating them.
“Well, isn’t this what you want?” Hyungshik says in a low, husky tone attempting to be seducing and apparently it works, Heechul thinks that darn, when did he get such a voice? Though the next second, he pushes away any thought that doesn’t include R-rated words and just give in to the younger boy’s kisses. Because, he admits to himself, this really is what he wanted…So badly at that... Not that he says it out loud though, because Heechul isn’t the type who likes to seem desperate and he tries to take control and reverse their positions, making Hyungshik be closest to the wall. But instead of cooperating nicely the younger presses him harder against the wall, his tongue licking along Heechul’s jaw line and his hands starting to unbutton the older’s shirt.
‘So it’s going to be like this?’ Heechul thinks with a smirk, but he doesn’t protest, just rummages his hands through Hyungshik’s hair and he can feel that his pants are starting to tighten. The younger boy feels it too and grins into the others’ lips but doesn’t touch the yearning body part. Instead, his mouth leaves Heechul’s and begins to travel downwards, lightly sucking and biting to leave hickeys on Heechul’s collarbone on the way and eventually clamping down on one of his nipples. The older moans with pleasure as Hyungshik’s tongue draws small circles around the nub, runs over his heaving chest to tease the other, and finally, as Hyungshik’s teeth lightly clench around the erected nipple, eliciting small groans from the older, Heechul decides it is time for the next step.
His hands reach down to start working on his fly and when Hyungshik notices the other fumbling with the zipper -it has become hard for Heechul to think straight, all of a sudden- he stops licking Heechul’s nipples and lets his lips slowly, slowly slide down over the chest and abdomen, replacing the older’s hands with his own and smoothly yanking the zipper open. Heechul, relieved he does not have to bother with the problem by himself anymore, just leaves it to the younger deal to with and lets one hand run through Hyungshik’s hair. With one swift movement, Hyungshik pulls Heechul’s pants down, them falling to the floor with an audible thud but none of them really care about broken cellphones at this moment. Hyungshik grins to himself and licks his lips teasingly when he sees the large bulge, knowing fully well that Heechul’s eyes follow every move he does. He strokes the other’s cock a few times through his boxers and then leans forward to kiss it lightly, earning a loud moan and a tug at his hair as a reminder from Heechul to hurry up.
Hyungshik does not bother to hurry though; teasingly slow he pulls down Heechul’s boxers and chuckles to himself when he saw how hard the other’s member is. He pokes it a few times, giggling as it twitches under his ministrations, before his fingers wrap around it and start to gently stroke it, gradually increasing the speed. Heechul hisses with the pleasure it gives him and his hands tighten their grip around Hyungshik’s hairs. When the younger lets his tongue touch the head of his cock, licking up the precum that has formed there, he gasps with pleasure, his head falling backwards and as Hyungshik takes all of his length into his mouth, Heechul feels like he won’t be able to hold back for much longer, his nails trying to claw marks into the wall behind him and his other hand clenching so tightly Hyungshik worriedly reminds himself of checking for bald spots later.
Hyungshik’s mouth moves up and down Heechul’s cock, his tongue swirling around the head and Heechul feels that he is near that hot tickling sensation now, feeling it by the way his balls, fondled by Hyungshik’s fingers, seem to visibly tighten; by the way he can’t restrain himself from grabbing said boy’s head and thrusting wildly into his mouth. When Hyungshik presses as much of Heechul’s cock as he can down his throat, it is the final needed to push him over the edge. With one last jerk, he lets his cum spurt into Hyungshik’s mouth, making the younger gag as he wasn’t prepared for Heechul coming in his mouth. Even though he tries his best to swallow as much as he can, some of the cum gets on his chin and makes Heechul laugh at him as they both sit down against the wall to unwind a little.
“You look so slutty with that cum on your face,” Heechul says and wipes it away, holding up his fingers for the other to lick the sticky substance off them. Hyungshik meets his gaze with hooded eyes, sucking every digit carefully in order to not miss anything. Who knew their second maknae with his innocent face and adorable personality could be like this?
‘Such a little whore,’ Heechul thinks but he can’t deny he’s not somewhat turned on by it. In fact, he can feel his cock twitching again by the thought of going for a second round, but this time in reverse positions. Just as he reaches out to catch the other’s lips in a rough kiss, Hyungshik stands up and glances at his watch.
“Oh, we’ve been away for so long already, maybe we should go back before someone misses us,” he says and giggles teasingly, as if he knew what the older was thinking. Heechul can’t come up with anything to say, just sits there on the floor, totally cockblocked and staring dumbfounded at the younger. Hyungshik just snickers once again and opens the door to leave. In order to not end up in any awkward situations, Heechul stands up too and puts his pants back on. ‘That little…’ he thinks as he slowly exits the room and closes the door behind him. A moment later though, a wide grin spreads on his face. ‘I think I’m going to be afraid of ghosts tonight.’
When they return to the studio, something seems to be weird. The filming staff, at least the male part, turn away when they enter the room while some of the female writers begin to excitedly jump up and down and squeal when they see the two boys. A protesting Siwan is being dragged away by a glaring Kwanghee -who’s by the way covering the other’s eyes- and Minwoo & Dongjun stand staring at their fellow maknae until Kevin discreetly coughs and tells them to shut their mouths.
“Hey, what’s up with the weird atmosphere?” Heechul asks Junyoung, who stands totally flush faced, examining his shoes with a sudden interest.
“Oh, y-you are back,” their leader stutters and carefully tries to avoid the gazes of the other two. He looks to the side as if to ask one of the other members to help him but no one comes to his rescue and he can eventually not postpone it any longer. With a deep breath, he blurts it out:
“You forgot to take off your mics…”
Hyungshik feels how all of his blood instantly rushes up to his cheeks, making him nicely match Junyoung’s tomato nuance.
“So you mean, p-people heard us…they heard me and Heechul…?”
“Well, we managed to turn off the sound before it came to the ehm, intense part but I think everyone got it anyway.”
Hyungshik feels more humiliated than he’s ever done before and he buries his face in his hands as if to hide from the world. Though, when he takes a glance to his side he can’t help but to smile a little. Heechul stands as if thunderstruck, his jaw almost literally dropped to the floor and he hasn’t said anything nor moved.
‘I was right,’ Hyungshik thinks. ‘He likes me.’
Comments: ABAFAGDJGKSTRSLM SORRY I KNOW THAT I FAILED BUT I CAN'T BELIEVE I ACTUALLY WROTE SMUT FJGSGLSNHSLH