009. Coffee, Eunhyuk/Donghae
Title: Coffee
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Eunhyuk/Donghae
Prompt: 009. Coffee
Eunhyuk plunks himself down, face against the rows and rows of empty seats in the stadium, on the lonely wooden chair at the front of the gigantic stage and closes his tired, sagging eyes.
Last night they had performed, and he was hoping that today he’d get to sleep in, but Donghae had called him at six in the morning and told him to get his ass to the fencing stadium to meet him. So, he forced himself out of his bed and threw on some haggard clothes he found on the floor before making his way back to the empty arena.
Eunhyuk sips his coffee a little too quickly and burns his tongue, but it doesn’t matter. He needs the caffeine to help him keep his eyes open after only getting one or two hours of sleep. How could Donghae have called him out of bed on their one day off? How?!
Every light in the stadium turns off with a crack that’s much louder with no earplugs, Eunhyuk realizes. His eyes flash open but he can’t see much. There’s a shadow flowing across the stage and he thinks he just might know who it could be.
The ghost ceases his movement and remains in the centre of the stage as the spotlight turns on to reveal his image. Donghae stands in front of Eunhyuk wearing his (rather kinky) leather outfit from the night before and a familiar beat echoes through the arena as Sexyback starts to pound into Eunhyuk’s eardrums.
He watches as Donghae begins his solo, the same steps Eunhyuk has seen over and over in rehearsal and he wonders if it was really worth coming all the way here when he could still be asleep right now.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8. 2, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.
Eunhyuk counts the beats in his head to make sure Donghae is hitting every cue, and he’s not surprised at his once again flawless performance. He turns around and begins to slowly slide his shirt down. Lower, lower, lower.
It hits the floor at exactly the same time Eunhyuk’s long forgotten about coffee cup does. Donghae’s off-beat now but neither of them really seems to care about that anymore. He walks over to Eunhyuk and extends a hand out to gently stroke his face, smiling into his glazing-over eyes. He repositions Eunhyuk on the chair, spreading his legs apart and making him sit upright, hyung needs good posture.
Donghae recommences his dance, getting closer and closer to Eunhyuk who moves forward a bit on his chair and watches tentatively. The way Donghae’s hips shake in his tight leather pants, the way his shoulders roll and his collarbone juts out.
Eunhyuk stands up and moves close to Donghae and their hips begin to work in perfect unison as the song repeats for the second or third time. Eunhyuk’s hand somehow finds its way to Donghae’s ass and he gives it a firm squeeze as their bodies press closer together. Donghae can feel Eunhyuk’s hot breath on his ear and Eunhyuk watches Donghae’s bobbing adam’s apple as he deeply swallows.
Donghae pushes Eunhyuk slowly back to the chair and sets him down. He steps toward him, his hips swaying to the rhythm. Closer, closer, closer.
Eunhyuk’s hands slink onto Donghae’s hips and he feels every bone and muscle in his leg twist, turn and flex under his touch.
Donghae straddles the chair and grinds himself into Eunhyuk, who lets out a deep moan and pushes back against the other boy, exuding a mischievous smile. He turns around and gently sits on Eunhyuk, still pushing their hips together and Eunhyuk works to slide off Donghae’s tight pants, but he pushes his hands off his waist and pulls him up out of the chair.
They work back to centre stage and Eunhyuk stands, legs spread as Donghae begins to go down. Lower, lower, lower.
He pulls down Eunhyuk’s pants slowly before taking in his length and beginning to work his mouth around it, licking, sucking, blowing, kissing, teeth grazing slightly over the skin and tonguing the slit at just the right moments.
Eunhyuk’s head is thrown back, he can barely breathe it feels so good. His hands work through Donghae’s silky hair and he edges the boy’s head closer into him while pushing forward into his teeming mouth. Donghae ceases his actions and manoeuvres a complaining Eunhyuk to the back of the stage, where he positions himself with his stomach against the wall.
“Fuck me. Now.”
Eunhyuk finally successfully pulls off Donghae’s increasingly tight pants and slips his index finger into his dongsaeng’s tight entrance. Donghae begins to thrust against lonely finger in agony and Eunhyuk inserts another to join it, scissoring, stretching, aching and massaging before replacing the fingers with his hard length, sliding it in forcefully with desire.
He pulls out and pushes back in, forcing Donghae into the wall and making him cry out in pleasure as Eunhyuk’s hand snakes around and finds his erection. Donghae rests his heavy head against the wall and takes in deep, exhausting breaths. Harder, harder, harder.
Eunhyuk finds a steady rhythm with the still-blaring music and matches his hand to the thrusts, muttering incoherent syllables into Donghae’s ear and moaning into his neck. His lips find Donghae’s heaving shoulder and he bites it hungrily as he thrusts and final time and comes in him.
He pulls out of him and turns Donghae around, allowing him to lean with his tired back against the wall as he slides down, taking the burning erection into his mouth and moving it around inside as Donghae had done to him. He hums into the length and the gentle vibration and Eunhyuk’s round eyes staring into his are just enough to send him over the edge. Donghae’s knees go weak and he slides down the wall to the floor, pulling Eunhyuk into him as their breaths slowly steady.
Eunhyuk puts his hands on either side of Donghae’s head and kisses his forehead.
“How was I?”
“Perfect.”
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Eunhyuk/Donghae
Prompt: 009. Coffee
Eunhyuk plunks himself down, face against the rows and rows of empty seats in the stadium, on the lonely wooden chair at the front of the gigantic stage and closes his tired, sagging eyes.
Last night they had performed, and he was hoping that today he’d get to sleep in, but Donghae had called him at six in the morning and told him to get his ass to the fencing stadium to meet him. So, he forced himself out of his bed and threw on some haggard clothes he found on the floor before making his way back to the empty arena.
Eunhyuk sips his coffee a little too quickly and burns his tongue, but it doesn’t matter. He needs the caffeine to help him keep his eyes open after only getting one or two hours of sleep. How could Donghae have called him out of bed on their one day off? How?!
Every light in the stadium turns off with a crack that’s much louder with no earplugs, Eunhyuk realizes. His eyes flash open but he can’t see much. There’s a shadow flowing across the stage and he thinks he just might know who it could be.
The ghost ceases his movement and remains in the centre of the stage as the spotlight turns on to reveal his image. Donghae stands in front of Eunhyuk wearing his (rather kinky) leather outfit from the night before and a familiar beat echoes through the arena as Sexyback starts to pound into Eunhyuk’s eardrums.
He watches as Donghae begins his solo, the same steps Eunhyuk has seen over and over in rehearsal and he wonders if it was really worth coming all the way here when he could still be asleep right now.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8. 2, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.
Eunhyuk counts the beats in his head to make sure Donghae is hitting every cue, and he’s not surprised at his once again flawless performance. He turns around and begins to slowly slide his shirt down. Lower, lower, lower.
It hits the floor at exactly the same time Eunhyuk’s long forgotten about coffee cup does. Donghae’s off-beat now but neither of them really seems to care about that anymore. He walks over to Eunhyuk and extends a hand out to gently stroke his face, smiling into his glazing-over eyes. He repositions Eunhyuk on the chair, spreading his legs apart and making him sit upright, hyung needs good posture.
Donghae recommences his dance, getting closer and closer to Eunhyuk who moves forward a bit on his chair and watches tentatively. The way Donghae’s hips shake in his tight leather pants, the way his shoulders roll and his collarbone juts out.
Eunhyuk stands up and moves close to Donghae and their hips begin to work in perfect unison as the song repeats for the second or third time. Eunhyuk’s hand somehow finds its way to Donghae’s ass and he gives it a firm squeeze as their bodies press closer together. Donghae can feel Eunhyuk’s hot breath on his ear and Eunhyuk watches Donghae’s bobbing adam’s apple as he deeply swallows.
Donghae pushes Eunhyuk slowly back to the chair and sets him down. He steps toward him, his hips swaying to the rhythm. Closer, closer, closer.
Eunhyuk’s hands slink onto Donghae’s hips and he feels every bone and muscle in his leg twist, turn and flex under his touch.
Donghae straddles the chair and grinds himself into Eunhyuk, who lets out a deep moan and pushes back against the other boy, exuding a mischievous smile. He turns around and gently sits on Eunhyuk, still pushing their hips together and Eunhyuk works to slide off Donghae’s tight pants, but he pushes his hands off his waist and pulls him up out of the chair.
They work back to centre stage and Eunhyuk stands, legs spread as Donghae begins to go down. Lower, lower, lower.
He pulls down Eunhyuk’s pants slowly before taking in his length and beginning to work his mouth around it, licking, sucking, blowing, kissing, teeth grazing slightly over the skin and tonguing the slit at just the right moments.
Eunhyuk’s head is thrown back, he can barely breathe it feels so good. His hands work through Donghae’s silky hair and he edges the boy’s head closer into him while pushing forward into his teeming mouth. Donghae ceases his actions and manoeuvres a complaining Eunhyuk to the back of the stage, where he positions himself with his stomach against the wall.
“Fuck me. Now.”
Eunhyuk finally successfully pulls off Donghae’s increasingly tight pants and slips his index finger into his dongsaeng’s tight entrance. Donghae begins to thrust against lonely finger in agony and Eunhyuk inserts another to join it, scissoring, stretching, aching and massaging before replacing the fingers with his hard length, sliding it in forcefully with desire.
He pulls out and pushes back in, forcing Donghae into the wall and making him cry out in pleasure as Eunhyuk’s hand snakes around and finds his erection. Donghae rests his heavy head against the wall and takes in deep, exhausting breaths. Harder, harder, harder.
Eunhyuk finds a steady rhythm with the still-blaring music and matches his hand to the thrusts, muttering incoherent syllables into Donghae’s ear and moaning into his neck. His lips find Donghae’s heaving shoulder and he bites it hungrily as he thrusts and final time and comes in him.
He pulls out of him and turns Donghae around, allowing him to lean with his tired back against the wall as he slides down, taking the burning erection into his mouth and moving it around inside as Donghae had done to him. He hums into the length and the gentle vibration and Eunhyuk’s round eyes staring into his are just enough to send him over the edge. Donghae’s knees go weak and he slides down the wall to the floor, pulling Eunhyuk into him as their breaths slowly steady.
Eunhyuk puts his hands on either side of Donghae’s head and kisses his forehead.
“How was I?”
“Perfect.”