Self-Proclaimed Incubus Ch.4 PREVIEW :D
Because I feel bad for not having updated in so long, and also because I'm just as excited about a new chapter as I think some of you all are, I'm posting a preview of the Self-Proclaimed Incubus" chapter I'm working on.
IMSOSORRY for having took so long, and I hope I haven't lost any readers, because you guys know how I love you♥. Right D:
Fingers suddenly tangled themselves in Heechul’s hair, startling him into looking up with a gasp. He was met with the sight of Hankyung staring down at him, eyes darker than Heechul ever remembered them being. Wordlessly Hankyung shifted on the couch, holding Heechul still by the hair. Once he was sitting up straight, he tugged just so on Heechul’s hair, urging him in between his legs where he had already freed his hardening member.
Shamelessly, Heechul didn’t even have to be told once, and dived forward, still not know what made him so eager. His hand left his own cock to grip Hankyung’s where it stroked the base and he licked slowly at the sides. He was inexplicably delighted when he tasted the salty precum as his tongue curled around the head and Heechul couldn’t help the small sound the slipped, vocalizing his delight.
He felt a strong but definitely gentle tug on his hair and he pulled back to look up at Hankyung, questions he didn’t know he wanted to ask written all across his face. Hankyung smiled knowingly and chuckled lowly. Heechul flashed back to his last dream with a pleasured gasp and thought with mild alarm that he was going to cum already. “Don’t worry,” Hankyung spoke suddenly, almost as though he had been reading Heechul’s mind. “You won’t cum unless I let you.” Heechul could tell it wasn’t merely a suggestion, but a statement, a truth.
Depending on how nice my mother is determines when the full thing gets posted. Also, whether or not it snows plays a big factor too. . .
IMSOSORRY for having took so long, and I hope I haven't lost any readers, because you guys know how I love you♥. Right D:
Fingers suddenly tangled themselves in Heechul’s hair, startling him into looking up with a gasp. He was met with the sight of Hankyung staring down at him, eyes darker than Heechul ever remembered them being. Wordlessly Hankyung shifted on the couch, holding Heechul still by the hair. Once he was sitting up straight, he tugged just so on Heechul’s hair, urging him in between his legs where he had already freed his hardening member.
Shamelessly, Heechul didn’t even have to be told once, and dived forward, still not know what made him so eager. His hand left his own cock to grip Hankyung’s where it stroked the base and he licked slowly at the sides. He was inexplicably delighted when he tasted the salty precum as his tongue curled around the head and Heechul couldn’t help the small sound the slipped, vocalizing his delight.
He felt a strong but definitely gentle tug on his hair and he pulled back to look up at Hankyung, questions he didn’t know he wanted to ask written all across his face. Hankyung smiled knowingly and chuckled lowly. Heechul flashed back to his last dream with a pleasured gasp and thought with mild alarm that he was going to cum already. “Don’t worry,” Hankyung spoke suddenly, almost as though he had been reading Heechul’s mind. “You won’t cum unless I let you.” Heechul could tell it wasn’t merely a suggestion, but a statement, a truth.
Depending on how nice my mother is determines when the full thing gets posted. Also, whether or not it snows plays a big factor too. . .