Christmas / "I Want You To Stay Forever"
003. Christmas
[Pairing] Heechul / Ryeowook
[Rating] R
[Genre] Smut
[Word Count] 498
[Author's Note] I couldn't pass it up. I really couldn't ♥ Once the idea struck me, I wanted to write it.
(My Archive)
It was everything Ryeowook had ever wanted, and until now, he hadn’t even been sure he wanted it. But now that he was on his hands and knees, eyes clenched shut while loud moans fell from his lips with Heechul behind him, thrusting into him hard while a deft hand moved quickly up and down his erection, he knew that this was definitely everything he’d been wanting. Probably for a long time, too. The vague thought in the back of his mind that wondered what had taken him so long to realize that one little fact was lost to the fact that it was actually, finally happening.
Christmas must have come early this year.
Ragged breaths sounded in his ear and Heechul’s chest slid wetly across his back, and he wondered if it had something to do with the lube Heechul may or may not have wiped on his chest after prepping himself for penetration, but Ryeowook found that he didn’t care too much. The heavy breathing continued, and teeth bit into his ear, and the hand between his legs never stopped moving in time with the thrusts, and it was already almost too much to bear.
“Open your eyes, Wookie,” a husky voice said before a tongue darted out to lick the outer shell of his ear, but Ryeowook shut his eyes tighter, pressing his hips back in protest - I don’t wanna! - because surely this was his Christmas present and nothing had made him happier than this present, but the voice just sounded again. “Open your eyes, Wookie.”
Reluctantly his eyes opened, and the light was so bright he wanted to shut them again, but he didn’t. Instead, his breath caught sharply in his throat in a strangled gasp, and it had nothing to do with the increasingly hard thrusts, nor the hand that held him just a bit tighter as it stroked him. The gasp came from the sight of thousands upon thousands of reporters off to his right, all snapping pictures repeatedly of what was happening in front of them on-
On top of the long table he was usually sitting behind during press conferences. He turned his head to the left to see Shiwon sitting directly beside them, looking slightly mortified at them, eyes never leaving the sweat-slicked bodies in front of him. Hankyung sat not far from Shiwon, and Zhoumi, Henry, Kyuhyun, Donghae - it was a Super Junior M press conference, and he was having sex with Heechul on the table, and oh holy fuck, he had to be dreaming.
“Open your eyes, Wookie.”
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His eyes opened sharply when he received a punch to the arm, and he turned to see Kyuhyun smiling and trying to hide his giggles behind a closed fist while his eyes darted down to Ryeowook’s legs, and he realized they were in the middle of a Super Junior M press conference, and he was so very incredibly, very obviously turned on.
Christmas was suddenly his least favorite holiday.
038. "I Want You To Stay Forever"
[Pairing] Eeteuk / Kibum
[Rating] PG
[Genre] Angst
[Word Count] 502
[Author's Note] I apologize for the potential lameness of this one. I wrote it late, while I was tired and attempting to get over a cold, partially braindead but wanting to write angst, and even after rereading it a few times, I'm not quite sure how I feel about it. BUT. It got out everything I wanted in what I feel might be effective (I'll have to check back when my head's attached to my shoulders again), so I'm keeping it :)
It was the first time Kibum had uttered anything along the lines of endearing, the first time he’d said something to indicate that maybe - just maybe - he’d be interested in something like a relationship. No one knew it, but Kibum had never had one of those before, never been involved in something that even closely resembled a relationship, and he finally thought he was ready for something serious, ready to stop focusing so much on life and focus on finding the one person he wanted to spend forever with. He can remember so clearly the way the words tumbled carelessly out of his mouth and how he stared down at his feet for long moments afterwards, berating himself.
How dare I talk to a hyung like that!
He’s not just anyone, he’s a hyung! He deserves more respect than that!
He’s angry, I know it, for treating him like he’s just anybody I can say things like that to!
Just reject me so I can leave with some of my pride still intact!
But he didn’t. The older boy lifted Kibum’s chin with two slim fingers and gazed right into his eyes, a small smile playing across his lips while a flush tinged his cheeks a light pink, and he asked Kibum to repeat those words to him.
“I like you. I want to stay with you forever.”
Even as he repeated them he felt stupid. He knew he had no eloquence with words, but if he was going to say something so bold to a hyung, he could have at least found a better way to say it. He wanted to take it back, to turn away and say he was kidding, but the smile and blush grew on his face, and he asked Kibum to say it again.
“I like you. I want to stay with you forever.”
The smile spread quickly as he pulled Kibum into a tight hug, hooking his chin over his shoulder and breathing a soft sigh into his ear. A thank you slipped from his lips, and Kibum was sure he’d misheard, but he wasn’t given the time to wonder why his hyung would thank him. A single finger was pressed over his lips as a kiss was landed on his forehead and a tear on his cheek.
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Eeteuk turned away and left him after that moment of confession, leaving Kibum wondering why things had to be the way they were but not getting an answer in return. He remembered looking at the back of his retreating love interest, wishing beyond all hope that things could be different, that they could stay together forever, but he knew it wasn’t to be so. Kibum had taken a chance falling in love with Eeteuk, a cripple with a heart problem, and he knew it was only going to end in heartbreak, but he decided it might just have been worth it when he read what Eeteuk wanted engraved on the headstone.
I want you to stay forever.
[Pairing] Heechul / Ryeowook
[Rating] R
[Genre] Smut
[Word Count] 498
[Author's Note] I couldn't pass it up. I really couldn't ♥ Once the idea struck me, I wanted to write it.
(My Archive)
It was everything Ryeowook had ever wanted, and until now, he hadn’t even been sure he wanted it. But now that he was on his hands and knees, eyes clenched shut while loud moans fell from his lips with Heechul behind him, thrusting into him hard while a deft hand moved quickly up and down his erection, he knew that this was definitely everything he’d been wanting. Probably for a long time, too. The vague thought in the back of his mind that wondered what had taken him so long to realize that one little fact was lost to the fact that it was actually, finally happening.
Christmas must have come early this year.
Ragged breaths sounded in his ear and Heechul’s chest slid wetly across his back, and he wondered if it had something to do with the lube Heechul may or may not have wiped on his chest after prepping himself for penetration, but Ryeowook found that he didn’t care too much. The heavy breathing continued, and teeth bit into his ear, and the hand between his legs never stopped moving in time with the thrusts, and it was already almost too much to bear.
“Open your eyes, Wookie,” a husky voice said before a tongue darted out to lick the outer shell of his ear, but Ryeowook shut his eyes tighter, pressing his hips back in protest - I don’t wanna! - because surely this was his Christmas present and nothing had made him happier than this present, but the voice just sounded again. “Open your eyes, Wookie.”
Reluctantly his eyes opened, and the light was so bright he wanted to shut them again, but he didn’t. Instead, his breath caught sharply in his throat in a strangled gasp, and it had nothing to do with the increasingly hard thrusts, nor the hand that held him just a bit tighter as it stroked him. The gasp came from the sight of thousands upon thousands of reporters off to his right, all snapping pictures repeatedly of what was happening in front of them on-
On top of the long table he was usually sitting behind during press conferences. He turned his head to the left to see Shiwon sitting directly beside them, looking slightly mortified at them, eyes never leaving the sweat-slicked bodies in front of him. Hankyung sat not far from Shiwon, and Zhoumi, Henry, Kyuhyun, Donghae - it was a Super Junior M press conference, and he was having sex with Heechul on the table, and oh holy fuck, he had to be dreaming.
“Open your eyes, Wookie.”
----------
His eyes opened sharply when he received a punch to the arm, and he turned to see Kyuhyun smiling and trying to hide his giggles behind a closed fist while his eyes darted down to Ryeowook’s legs, and he realized they were in the middle of a Super Junior M press conference, and he was so very incredibly, very obviously turned on.
Christmas was suddenly his least favorite holiday.
038. "I Want You To Stay Forever"
[Pairing] Eeteuk / Kibum
[Rating] PG
[Genre] Angst
[Word Count] 502
[Author's Note] I apologize for the potential lameness of this one. I wrote it late, while I was tired and attempting to get over a cold, partially braindead but wanting to write angst, and even after rereading it a few times, I'm not quite sure how I feel about it. BUT. It got out everything I wanted in what I feel might be effective (I'll have to check back when my head's attached to my shoulders again), so I'm keeping it :)
It was the first time Kibum had uttered anything along the lines of endearing, the first time he’d said something to indicate that maybe - just maybe - he’d be interested in something like a relationship. No one knew it, but Kibum had never had one of those before, never been involved in something that even closely resembled a relationship, and he finally thought he was ready for something serious, ready to stop focusing so much on life and focus on finding the one person he wanted to spend forever with. He can remember so clearly the way the words tumbled carelessly out of his mouth and how he stared down at his feet for long moments afterwards, berating himself.
How dare I talk to a hyung like that!
He’s not just anyone, he’s a hyung! He deserves more respect than that!
He’s angry, I know it, for treating him like he’s just anybody I can say things like that to!
Just reject me so I can leave with some of my pride still intact!
But he didn’t. The older boy lifted Kibum’s chin with two slim fingers and gazed right into his eyes, a small smile playing across his lips while a flush tinged his cheeks a light pink, and he asked Kibum to repeat those words to him.
“I like you. I want to stay with you forever.”
Even as he repeated them he felt stupid. He knew he had no eloquence with words, but if he was going to say something so bold to a hyung, he could have at least found a better way to say it. He wanted to take it back, to turn away and say he was kidding, but the smile and blush grew on his face, and he asked Kibum to say it again.
“I like you. I want to stay with you forever.”
The smile spread quickly as he pulled Kibum into a tight hug, hooking his chin over his shoulder and breathing a soft sigh into his ear. A thank you slipped from his lips, and Kibum was sure he’d misheard, but he wasn’t given the time to wonder why his hyung would thank him. A single finger was pressed over his lips as a kiss was landed on his forehead and a tear on his cheek.
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Eeteuk turned away and left him after that moment of confession, leaving Kibum wondering why things had to be the way they were but not getting an answer in return. He remembered looking at the back of his retreating love interest, wishing beyond all hope that things could be different, that they could stay together forever, but he knew it wasn’t to be so. Kibum had taken a chance falling in love with Eeteuk, a cripple with a heart problem, and he knew it was only going to end in heartbreak, but he decided it might just have been worth it when he read what Eeteuk wanted engraved on the headstone.
I want you to stay forever.