addiction is both good and bad, kangin/leeteuk, leeteuk/heechul
addiction is both good and bad / 1451 words
rating: nc17
pairing: kangin/leeteuk, leeteuk/heechul
notes: it kind of failed in the end, but i haven't written smut in forever so bear over with me. /: for prototypic as always. lmao. ♥
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Her moans fill the room in the middle of the night; his groans airing out inbetween.
She pants hard, bucking her hips up and down over his cock and he thrusts upwards as hard as he can, making her scream a little. She shudders when he hits particularly deep inside of her, raking her painted fingernails along the ripple of biceps in his arms. He mouths the sweet joint between her neck and shoulder, groaning against her milky skin as he keeps thrusting inside of her, fucking her hard like she wanted him to.
He doesn't know her name; doesn't need to know her name. He doesn't care and doesn't care who she is.
She is nothing more than a replacement.
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Jungsoo deludes his bandmates usually, because he figures if they know who he really is, they might keep their distance. He doesn't mind though; he likes playing the caring older brother who has a weird laughter, who acts like the front figure of a group of thirteen - sometimes fifteen.
He likes being in front of a camera, always has, and he likes that being in this weird, painfully large group made him famous, because then he can really delve into his passion.
But when passion overtakes him and he feels that certain rush of heat pooling at the pit of his stomach while on stage, he knows he's going off track.
Jungsoo knows more than anyone what an addict he is.
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"Fuck, Heechul." he pants, fingers tugging at those chestnut colored tresses. Heechul chuckles around his cock and it sends a jolt of electricity shooting through him, making him groan and throw his head back against the bathroom wall backstage.
Heechul is busy sucking so hard on Jungsoo's throbbing dick that his cheeks hollow, his dark, lust-filled eyes focused on Jungsoo's expression because it makes him feel more than horny when he sees what it does to him. He slides his warm tongue along the underside of the older man's cock, reveling in the guttural groan Jungsoo emits when he tongues the large, sensitive vein skillfully.
It doesn't take long for him to cum, Heechul lapping at the thick sperm that shoots into his mouth. He shudders a little, giving Jungsoo's cock a few final sucks before he lets him go with an audible 'pop'.
Heechul licks his lips and stands up, grinning down at the boneless, still half-clothed leader in front of him and checks himself briefly in the mirror.
"You're such a fucking whore, Jungsoo." he laughs, leaning down to kiss the other man lightly on the lips.
Jungsoo smirks and threads his fingers into the hair at the back of Heechul's neck, pulling him down for a smothering kiss, tasting himself on his tongue and murmurs against his lips, "That's why you love me."
Heechul had always been a replacement as well.
☆.
Jungsoo loves the feeling of being on stage; being watched. It makes his blood rush and his heart pump when he feels thousands of eyes staring directly at him, watching his every movement. He always posts things on his cyworld that makes his fans worry about him, but he's addicted to the concern. He's addicted to the way Ryeowook fusses about him, asking him if he's eaten enough. The way Donghee offers a shoulder to cry on. The way Kyuhyun offers to play games with him to make him feel better.
All of the Super Junior members do what they can to make him feel better - except one.
Youngwoon is the only one who doesn't do these things. Mostly because he has his own apartment, Jungsoo figures, but it puzzles him and frustrates him as well as excites him.
He's used to attention from the other members so despite him appreciating their concern, it doesn't make his stomach flutter like when Youngwoon gives him the attention he wants.
He does everything. Posts depressing entries on cyworld, mentions him on live broadcasts, cries for him... but there is nothing.
One day, however, he gets a phone call. They've just been on stage and he picks up without looking at the caller id.
"Meet me in the dressing room down the hall in five minutes." a voice rasps, breathy and demanding.
It makes Jungsoo's stomach flip, his cheeks ablaze with arousal because he knows that voice; knows it like there is no other and he looks around quickly before he excuses himself.
He listens silently to the voice in his ear as he walks, small pants and breathy moans reaching him and it makes his cock twitch. He's aroused and he's already hard.
He opens the door at the end of the hallway, biting his lip as it reveals Youngwoon sitting on the couch; hand jerking lazily away on his cock. His eyes are closed, pink lips slightly parted in small moans and Jungsoo thinks he's never seen a more satisfying sight in his life.
Making sure to lock the door behind him, Jungsoo approaches, his phone forgotten as he gets down on his knees in front of Youngwoon who opens his eyes; a triumphant grin on his lips.
"Suck me, hyung. I want you."
Jungsoo's eyes shine as his fingers slip around the base of Youngwoon's cock, stroking a few times before he devours the thick shaft. He sucks, grazing his teeth against the underside and he feels his cock twitch again when Youngwoon moans, loud and wanton.
He starts sucking again and this time he creates a rhythm, his eyes closing as he runs his tongue around the head of the other's cock, sucking on the mushroom tip. He moans a little when he feels fingers tugging at his hair, pushing him to go faster. "Fuck, hyung. You're such a good little slut. I bet you missed sucking my cock like this." Youngwoon breathes, harsh and in a voice undiluted by lust.
Jungsoo nods and hums around Youngwoon's cock, making the most obscene noises he can. He knows how much Youngwoon likes it when he gets really dirty.
"Take those pants off, I want to fuck you so hard you can't even walk."
He obeys and licks obscenely at the base of Youngwoon's cock a few more times, his eyes opening to gaze into the younger man's dark eyes as he lets him go.
Crawling onto the younger's lap after discarding his clothes, Jungsoo rests his hands on Youngwoon's shoulders as the younger slowly inches his cock inside of him. He gasps, back arching as he's filled to the core; Youngwoon's cock driving deep inside.
After a moment, he begins to ride him, his hips slamming down on the younger boy's dick time and time again as they create a hard rhythm; their breaths ghosting over each others' cheeks in pants and moans. Youngwoon's hands grip the older man's hips tightly, fucking him harder and harder as he tries to find that one, sweet spot.
Jungsoo's eyes roll back into his sockets as a guttural groan leaves him, his body trembling and Youngwoon knows. He leans in and sucks hard on the older man's neck, marking him as he feels his climax nearing rapidly.
"Hyung, you're so fucking hot... I can't..." He breathes against his skin, licking at his collarbone and mouths his adam's apple, making a shiver run through Jungsoo's body visibly. Jungsoo's hands are in his hair and he's incoherent, not knowing what to do with himself because it feels so fucking good to be fucked like this.
Youngwoon comes with a cry and a particularly hard thrust inside of his hyung and Jungsoo isn't far behind him, the hand working at his cock making him go crazy with the constrasting stimulations of being fucked and jerked off at the same time.
He comes with a loud moan, Youngwoon's name on his lips and Youngwoon's lips are on his own immediately, swallowing his cries as they ride out their orgasms.
They stay like that for a good five minutes, kissing, Jungsoo whimpering when Youngwoon spills a little inside of him before they break apart, soft pants leaving their lips.
Jungsoo opens his eyes and stares at his dongsaeng as he leans his forehead against his, fingers running down over his chest.
Youngwoon smiles and leans up to kiss him lightly on the lips and Jungsoo's face brightens. No words are necessary because it's always been like that between the two of them. Because Jungsoo knows how addicted and how dependant he is on his dongsaeng and even though there are patches of time where they don't speak, he can always count on Youngwoon coming to him.
Because he is just as addicted and dependant on him.
rating: nc17
pairing: kangin/leeteuk, leeteuk/heechul
notes: it kind of failed in the end, but i haven't written smut in forever so bear over with me. /: for prototypic as always. lmao. ♥
æ.
Her moans fill the room in the middle of the night; his groans airing out inbetween.
She pants hard, bucking her hips up and down over his cock and he thrusts upwards as hard as he can, making her scream a little. She shudders when he hits particularly deep inside of her, raking her painted fingernails along the ripple of biceps in his arms. He mouths the sweet joint between her neck and shoulder, groaning against her milky skin as he keeps thrusting inside of her, fucking her hard like she wanted him to.
He doesn't know her name; doesn't need to know her name. He doesn't care and doesn't care who she is.
She is nothing more than a replacement.
ø.
Jungsoo deludes his bandmates usually, because he figures if they know who he really is, they might keep their distance. He doesn't mind though; he likes playing the caring older brother who has a weird laughter, who acts like the front figure of a group of thirteen - sometimes fifteen.
He likes being in front of a camera, always has, and he likes that being in this weird, painfully large group made him famous, because then he can really delve into his passion.
But when passion overtakes him and he feels that certain rush of heat pooling at the pit of his stomach while on stage, he knows he's going off track.
Jungsoo knows more than anyone what an addict he is.
å.
"Fuck, Heechul." he pants, fingers tugging at those chestnut colored tresses. Heechul chuckles around his cock and it sends a jolt of electricity shooting through him, making him groan and throw his head back against the bathroom wall backstage.
Heechul is busy sucking so hard on Jungsoo's throbbing dick that his cheeks hollow, his dark, lust-filled eyes focused on Jungsoo's expression because it makes him feel more than horny when he sees what it does to him. He slides his warm tongue along the underside of the older man's cock, reveling in the guttural groan Jungsoo emits when he tongues the large, sensitive vein skillfully.
It doesn't take long for him to cum, Heechul lapping at the thick sperm that shoots into his mouth. He shudders a little, giving Jungsoo's cock a few final sucks before he lets him go with an audible 'pop'.
Heechul licks his lips and stands up, grinning down at the boneless, still half-clothed leader in front of him and checks himself briefly in the mirror.
"You're such a fucking whore, Jungsoo." he laughs, leaning down to kiss the other man lightly on the lips.
Jungsoo smirks and threads his fingers into the hair at the back of Heechul's neck, pulling him down for a smothering kiss, tasting himself on his tongue and murmurs against his lips, "That's why you love me."
Heechul had always been a replacement as well.
☆.
Jungsoo loves the feeling of being on stage; being watched. It makes his blood rush and his heart pump when he feels thousands of eyes staring directly at him, watching his every movement. He always posts things on his cyworld that makes his fans worry about him, but he's addicted to the concern. He's addicted to the way Ryeowook fusses about him, asking him if he's eaten enough. The way Donghee offers a shoulder to cry on. The way Kyuhyun offers to play games with him to make him feel better.
All of the Super Junior members do what they can to make him feel better - except one.
Youngwoon is the only one who doesn't do these things. Mostly because he has his own apartment, Jungsoo figures, but it puzzles him and frustrates him as well as excites him.
He's used to attention from the other members so despite him appreciating their concern, it doesn't make his stomach flutter like when Youngwoon gives him the attention he wants.
He does everything. Posts depressing entries on cyworld, mentions him on live broadcasts, cries for him... but there is nothing.
One day, however, he gets a phone call. They've just been on stage and he picks up without looking at the caller id.
"Meet me in the dressing room down the hall in five minutes." a voice rasps, breathy and demanding.
It makes Jungsoo's stomach flip, his cheeks ablaze with arousal because he knows that voice; knows it like there is no other and he looks around quickly before he excuses himself.
He listens silently to the voice in his ear as he walks, small pants and breathy moans reaching him and it makes his cock twitch. He's aroused and he's already hard.
He opens the door at the end of the hallway, biting his lip as it reveals Youngwoon sitting on the couch; hand jerking lazily away on his cock. His eyes are closed, pink lips slightly parted in small moans and Jungsoo thinks he's never seen a more satisfying sight in his life.
Making sure to lock the door behind him, Jungsoo approaches, his phone forgotten as he gets down on his knees in front of Youngwoon who opens his eyes; a triumphant grin on his lips.
"Suck me, hyung. I want you."
Jungsoo's eyes shine as his fingers slip around the base of Youngwoon's cock, stroking a few times before he devours the thick shaft. He sucks, grazing his teeth against the underside and he feels his cock twitch again when Youngwoon moans, loud and wanton.
He starts sucking again and this time he creates a rhythm, his eyes closing as he runs his tongue around the head of the other's cock, sucking on the mushroom tip. He moans a little when he feels fingers tugging at his hair, pushing him to go faster. "Fuck, hyung. You're such a good little slut. I bet you missed sucking my cock like this." Youngwoon breathes, harsh and in a voice undiluted by lust.
Jungsoo nods and hums around Youngwoon's cock, making the most obscene noises he can. He knows how much Youngwoon likes it when he gets really dirty.
"Take those pants off, I want to fuck you so hard you can't even walk."
He obeys and licks obscenely at the base of Youngwoon's cock a few more times, his eyes opening to gaze into the younger man's dark eyes as he lets him go.
Crawling onto the younger's lap after discarding his clothes, Jungsoo rests his hands on Youngwoon's shoulders as the younger slowly inches his cock inside of him. He gasps, back arching as he's filled to the core; Youngwoon's cock driving deep inside.
After a moment, he begins to ride him, his hips slamming down on the younger boy's dick time and time again as they create a hard rhythm; their breaths ghosting over each others' cheeks in pants and moans. Youngwoon's hands grip the older man's hips tightly, fucking him harder and harder as he tries to find that one, sweet spot.
Jungsoo's eyes roll back into his sockets as a guttural groan leaves him, his body trembling and Youngwoon knows. He leans in and sucks hard on the older man's neck, marking him as he feels his climax nearing rapidly.
"Hyung, you're so fucking hot... I can't..." He breathes against his skin, licking at his collarbone and mouths his adam's apple, making a shiver run through Jungsoo's body visibly. Jungsoo's hands are in his hair and he's incoherent, not knowing what to do with himself because it feels so fucking good to be fucked like this.
Youngwoon comes with a cry and a particularly hard thrust inside of his hyung and Jungsoo isn't far behind him, the hand working at his cock making him go crazy with the constrasting stimulations of being fucked and jerked off at the same time.
He comes with a loud moan, Youngwoon's name on his lips and Youngwoon's lips are on his own immediately, swallowing his cries as they ride out their orgasms.
They stay like that for a good five minutes, kissing, Jungsoo whimpering when Youngwoon spills a little inside of him before they break apart, soft pants leaving their lips.
Jungsoo opens his eyes and stares at his dongsaeng as he leans his forehead against his, fingers running down over his chest.
Youngwoon smiles and leans up to kiss him lightly on the lips and Jungsoo's face brightens. No words are necessary because it's always been like that between the two of them. Because Jungsoo knows how addicted and how dependant he is on his dongsaeng and even though there are patches of time where they don't speak, he can always count on Youngwoon coming to him.
Because he is just as addicted and dependant on him.