Fic: Tease
Title: Tease
Author: kayevelyn
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Kyuhyun/Kyuhyun
Rating: +17
Summary: Masturbation fic.
Notes: Inspired by this and umberela.
Teasing was an art Kyuhyun thought as he picked up his camera and laid back on his futon. The other members had left him alone after he had clutched Han Geng’s arm, lowered his eyelids just enough and complained that his knee was hurting him. After they all tucked him into bed, Henry being the only one to stay to the side and just roll his eyes, mouthing to Kyuhyun that he was such an attention slut, Kyuhyun had been left alone to his own devices. Like he had planned.
He unbuttoned his pants, pushing the fabric of his boxers to the side so his fingers could pull his cock out. He was already half hard at the thought of the camera and he turned it on to feel himself harden even more.
Kyuhyun stroked his hand lazily up and down his cock, fixing the camera above his head. He tried a couple of poses: licking his lip, arching his eyebrow, giving a pout, but finally he let out a moan and he clicked the camera as he arched off his futon, swiping his finger over the head of his cock. He closed his eyes, letting the feeling wash over him as he arched his hips up and into his hand.
He dropped his hand from his cock for a moment, and moved it up under his shirt. He smirked at the camera that he still held above his head and he clicked for another picture. His finger tweaked a nipple and he moaned, bit his tongue and clicked the camera again; the sound of the camera sent his pulse racing and his cock cried for his attention.
He wrapped his hand back around himself. He squeezed and picked up the pace, still clicking away. He let out another moan and he tightened his grip, giving a few sharp tugs before he ended up spilling onto his stomach.
Kyuhyun needed a moment to catch his breath, staring up at the ceiling with a smirk. And then he was getting up on shaky knees to plug his camera into his laptop. He looked through the pictures, dividing up the ones he liked and the ones he didn’t.
He printed out one of the pictures, his eyes shut and head tossed back, and leaned over to Zhou Mi’s futon, slipping the photograph into the side of one of his bag's many pockets. Another picture he attached to an email and sent to Sungmin, this one had him smirking up at the camera. He sent another picture, similar, to Heechul. He emailed one of his pouts to his phone so he could text it to Donghae, and then he lifted the phone, and took a picture of him sucking the come off his finger. That one he sent to Henry, with the caption “I win.”
And the final picture, the final one he liked, where he was smirking, laid back as he had just started to stroke his cock. He posted it to his cyworld, so all his fans could see.
Kyuhyun got a text message from Henry a moment later.
“WHAT. THE. FUCK. DUDE. NO. I DID NOT. NEED. NO. I HATE YOU.”
Author: kayevelyn
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Kyuhyun/Kyuhyun
Rating: +17
Summary: Masturbation fic.
Notes: Inspired by this and umberela.
Teasing was an art Kyuhyun thought as he picked up his camera and laid back on his futon. The other members had left him alone after he had clutched Han Geng’s arm, lowered his eyelids just enough and complained that his knee was hurting him. After they all tucked him into bed, Henry being the only one to stay to the side and just roll his eyes, mouthing to Kyuhyun that he was such an attention slut, Kyuhyun had been left alone to his own devices. Like he had planned.
He unbuttoned his pants, pushing the fabric of his boxers to the side so his fingers could pull his cock out. He was already half hard at the thought of the camera and he turned it on to feel himself harden even more.
Kyuhyun stroked his hand lazily up and down his cock, fixing the camera above his head. He tried a couple of poses: licking his lip, arching his eyebrow, giving a pout, but finally he let out a moan and he clicked the camera as he arched off his futon, swiping his finger over the head of his cock. He closed his eyes, letting the feeling wash over him as he arched his hips up and into his hand.
He dropped his hand from his cock for a moment, and moved it up under his shirt. He smirked at the camera that he still held above his head and he clicked for another picture. His finger tweaked a nipple and he moaned, bit his tongue and clicked the camera again; the sound of the camera sent his pulse racing and his cock cried for his attention.
He wrapped his hand back around himself. He squeezed and picked up the pace, still clicking away. He let out another moan and he tightened his grip, giving a few sharp tugs before he ended up spilling onto his stomach.
Kyuhyun needed a moment to catch his breath, staring up at the ceiling with a smirk. And then he was getting up on shaky knees to plug his camera into his laptop. He looked through the pictures, dividing up the ones he liked and the ones he didn’t.
He printed out one of the pictures, his eyes shut and head tossed back, and leaned over to Zhou Mi’s futon, slipping the photograph into the side of one of his bag's many pockets. Another picture he attached to an email and sent to Sungmin, this one had him smirking up at the camera. He sent another picture, similar, to Heechul. He emailed one of his pouts to his phone so he could text it to Donghae, and then he lifted the phone, and took a picture of him sucking the come off his finger. That one he sent to Henry, with the caption “I win.”
And the final picture, the final one he liked, where he was smirking, laid back as he had just started to stroke his cock. He posted it to his cyworld, so all his fans could see.
Kyuhyun got a text message from Henry a moment later.
“WHAT. THE. FUCK. DUDE. NO. I DID NOT. NEED. NO. I HATE YOU.”