Old Wounds Aren't Always Healed Wounds - Part 7
Old Wounds Aren't Always Healed Wounds
Pairing: YeWook
Genre: Romance
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Ryeowook and Jongwoon had a past that one would like to forget and the other would like to turn into the present and future once more. Both have scars that need healing and only the two of them can heal each other.
Note: For my lovely and beyond patient kellsung I hope you enjoy and it doesn't fail too bad.
Parts: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7
‘Oof!” Ryeowook went as he sank into Jongwoon’s couch. Jongwoon set his keys in the holder in the entryway then followed the other man to the couch. He lifted the man’s legs who was covering the whole entire couch. Once he sat down he placed the legs on top of his lap. Ryeowook closed his eyes and relaxed. “Kyusung is exhausting.” Jongwoon only laughed. They had spent the whole day at an amusement park where Kyusung made Ryeowook do everything with him. They were buddies for the whole day. When it came time to leave the little boy with his dad, Kyusung gave Ryeowook an almost bone crushing hug for his age and made him promise to play with him next time. Jongwoon actually spent more time hanging back and watching the two. It wasn’t much effort needed from him.
“He likes you. Apparently, I have to make you my wife or he’ll make you his.” Ryeowook’s eyes snapped open and he propped himself up to look at Jongwoon making sure he wasn’t teasing. He wasn’t. “Wife?” Jongwoon chuckled, “You’re too pretty to be a boy so you have to become my wife.” Jongwoon saw the expression of defiance on Ryeowook’s face and he held up his hands, “Don’t look at me like that. His words not mine.”
Ryeowook laid back down with a ‘humph’. There were other things that Kyusung had said but Jongwoon figured now was not the time for that. The pair were quiet for a few moments both lost in their own thoughts, comfortable the way they were. Ryeowook sat up sliding his legs off the other man’s lap and turned himself around. Lying his head in Jongwoon’s lap instead, on his side. Automatically, Jongwoon’s hand went to Ryeowook’s head, smoothing out his hair, over and over. “Jongwoon-ah, thank you for telling me everything.” Jongwoon looked down at Ryeowook, hoping to see his face but Ryeowook hadn’t moved and was looking off towards the coffee table. “Mm, should have told you a long time ago.”
A small grin spread across Ryeowook’s face, not too long ago he would have agreed with that statement. He shook his head no and then turned over so he was looking at Jongwoon easier. “No, I’m glad you waited.” Jongwoon couldn’t hide the surprise in his expression. A big question mark covered his forehead. “If you hadn’t I don’t think I’d have realized just how much I love you.” He had been lying to himself for years, that he didn’t love Jongwoon anymore but he did. He had never stopped. Which had been something Ryeowook could never come to terms with, so he buried it deep. Jongwoon was speechless due to the shock of what was just said to him. He had been prepared to win Ryeowook’s heart all over again. “I didn’t say anything last night partly as punishment for being such an asshole. Okay a good majority of it was that… but I also needed time to collect my thoughts.” Amusement as well as amazement danced in Jongwoon’s soulful eyes. “I deserved it.” Ryeowook replied immediately, no room for any hesitation, “You did.” Jongwoon laughed. “Can’t even pretend to debate it huh?” Ryeowook smiled. “I’ll start over with you, Jongwoon-ah. Clean slate. If you still want me to?” Ryeowook’s eyes locked with Jongwoon’s and he could see all the warmth, truth, wants, needs and love that was waiting there.
“Still? Always.”
Jongwoon took his hand and caressed Ryeowook’s cheek. Ran his thumb over his soft lips. “I want you by my side, always.” he leaned down, “I need you by my side.” Ryeowook reached for the back of his neck and pulled him towards himself until their lips met. He tugged gently on Jongwoon’s lip before giving it a small peck. Jongwoon kept his eyes closed and took in a deep breath. Just above a whisper he said, “If you do that Ryeowook-ah, I’ll want more than a kiss.” He slowly opened his eyes and found them looking into two mischievous ones. “Maybe that’s what I planned.” Jongwoon’s eyes darkened and Ryeowook laid lazily in his lap.
His shirt had slipped slightly above his belt, showing off a sliver of tempting skin that Jongwoon was now observing with a battle raging inside his mind. His right hand twitching. Moving it he slipped his fingers up Ryeowook’s shirt, he could feel the man beneath him shiver at the unexpectedly cold touch. His hand made it right past Ryeowook’s navel almost to his chest when he began to regain control and retract it. Except a hand had trapped his. Jongwoon looked at the hand covering his through the shirt. “Don’t.” Jongwoon held back a groan right then. When had Ryeowook’s voice turned that seductive. It was always the expressions that crossed Ryeowook’s face that did him in, he could get a handle on the other things but this time it was harder than normal. Ryeowook leaned up and pulled Jongwoon closer. “Jongwoon-ah, make love to me.” This was something forbidden to Ryeowook. He had sworn six years ago to never do this again. The night before he allowed a small fraction of those emotions to escape. Now though, he was asking for all of it. Going to accept all of it. Give all of it. Jongwoon stared at Ryeowook for a long time. So long that Ryeowook almost started to wonder if something was wrong, maybe he had made a mistake.
Finally, Jongwoon closed the space between them, he pressed his lips to Ryeowook’s asking permission which was granted almost instantly. While they were kissing, Jongwoon removed his hand from Ryeowook’s shirt and slid it underneath his legs, then he stood up with the man in his arms, princess style.
Ryeowook wrapped his arms around his neck and laid his head against Jongwoon’s chest, placing a kiss along his collar bone. Jongwoon walked them into his bedroom, shut the door with his foot and locked it so that this time there definitely wouldn’t be any interruptions. Jongwoon went over to the bed and laid Ryeowook down and pulled his shirt up and over Ryeowook’s head. Leaning over him he brushed Ryeowook’s hair out of his face. “I love you, Ryeowook.” Ryeowook reached up and cupped Jongwoon’s cheek. “I love you too, Jongwoon-ahh.” Then he lopped his fingers into Jongwoon’s belt loops and tugged, pulling him closer. Jongwoon kissed his lips as Ryeowook worked on sliding up Jongwoon’s shirt and pulling it over his head. Then he ran his hands over the naked flesh now available to him. Jongwoon kissed along his jaw, licked down his neck and sucked on his collar bone. Ryeowook found those belt loops once more and yanked on them forcing Jongwoon’s pelvis to be against his own.
He arched his back slightly as Jongwoon gave his nipple a quick flick with his tongue before taking it between his fingers. Ryeowook reached up to the back of Jongwoon’s neck and pulled him in for a rough kiss. Not wanting those lips to be away from his skin for too long. He wrapped his legs around Jongwoon’s and rocked his hips into the others while pressing Jongwoon’s into him. Friction rubbing against friction. Jongwoon bit on Ryeowook’s lip harder than he had intended but that was the other man’s fault for doing that so suddenly. Ryeowook licked his lip that was slightly pulsating in pain and smiled. Then he rolled them over so that he was sitting atop of Jongwoon. He took off his own pants and underwear tossing them on the floor. Then he turned around and straddled Jongwoon with his back to him. While his hands worked on Jongwoon’s pants he could feel a pair of hands rubbing his ass.
Ryeowook started pulling them down and Jongwoon lifted up his hips to help him out. It only took a moment and after that to remove him of all clothing barriers. To the floor they go. Ryeowook scooted back up Jongwoon’s legs until he had his ass in front of Jongwoon’s face and his hard member in his hand. Holding it up Ryeowook licked one side from the base to the tip, then another side and another until he finally just took the whole thing into his mouth. Jongwoon squeezed Ryeowook’s ass, nails digging into the soft flesh a tiny bit. Sliding his hands up to Ryeowook’s member and he felt the intake of his breath from Ryeowook’s mouth around his own member.
Taking it all in his mouth, Jongwoon then took it in his hand and quickly rubbed his hand up and down it a couple of times. Which only spurred Ryeowook to suck harder and faster. Feeling each others moans at different times was even more erotic to them. In and out, Ryeowook was taking all of Jongwoon’s hard member into his mouth. Jongwoon wanted to make Ryeowook come already, as eager as he was, he retracted his mouth from Ryeowook’s member, spreading his cheeks wide, he ran his tongue along that beautiful twitching pink hole. A shiver ran up Ryeowook’s spine and his teeth lightly ran along Jongwoon’s penis as he was pulling him out again. Jongwoon’s breath hitched sharply as he was running his tongue around the pink hole in circles. He pressed his tongue in and began to pumping Ryeowook’s member in his hand. Then he slid his finger in Ryeowook’s wanting hole and reclaimed the other man’s member in his mouth. As he sucked on it, he fingered Ryeowook in time.
Ryeowook was fighting to keep focus, however Jongwoon was driving him..Oh, no..Now Jongwoon was driving him crazy, another finger had slipped in. Ryeowook had to slow down his speed if he wanted to be able to keep up with this at all. Jongwoon on the other hand had other plans, on stopping him completely. Ryeowook swore under his breath. “Jongwoon-ahh..I don’t..want your fingers.” The chuckle reverberated around Ryeowook’s member and he took in a sharp breath, leaned down and bit the inside of Jongwoon’s thigh. A second later a moan could be heard though muffled against his thigh and Jongwoon was swallowing all of the sweet liquid that Ryeowook was releasing into his mouth.
Jongwoon licked his lips and kissed Ryeowook’s left cheek. Then he repositioned them. Pulling Ryeowook up to the pillows and kissed him on the lips. “Do you still not want my fingers? It seemed like you enjoyed them.: he asked as he leaned over Ryeowook. Ryeowook glared at him and grabbed his member. “No. I want this.” he gave it a tug, “Now.” Jongwoon smirked. He loved when Ryeowook got all pouty, which equaled a glare from the other man.
“Where?” Ryeowook glared again, Jongwoon knew he was pushing his buttons they both did, but Ryeowook secretly liked it. “You know where.” There was a tinge of a whine in Ryeowook’s voice. Jongwoon moved his finger to point at Ryeowook’s hand, “Here?” It got slapped away. So, he touched the man beneath him’s lips and his finger got bit. Jongwoon jerked his finger back and wagged it at Ryeowook. “Naughty, naughty, Wookie.” Ryeowook didn’t say anything but his hips had been rocking slowly back and forth in need for awhile now, so they both were well aware of what he wanted.
Jongwoon put his hand on Ryeowook’s kneed, “Here?” he asked as he shoved his member gently into Ryeowook’s twitching hole. A moan that turned into a whimper floated off Ryeowook’s seductive lips. “More.” Jongwoon took his time moving slowly into and out of Ryeowook. He was being a tease and Ryeowook loved and hated every moment of it. Ryeowook wrapped his arms around Jongwoon’s neck pulling him into a kiss, sucked on his bottom lip and while still doing so, yanked Jongwoon’s head back by his hair, which resulted in him receiving a little cut on his lip. Jongwoon could feel his lip stinging, “Harder?” Ryeowook smirked and nodded, “Mmmhmm..”
“Your wish is my command.” Jongwoon stopped teasing then and moved his hips harder and faster. So much so you could hear the slapping of skin on skin. Ryeowook closed his eyes taking in all of the sensations. Jongwoon watched with fascination the expression of pleasure that crossed Ryeowook’s face. He moaned without restraint and only encouraged Jongwoon to pound into him over and over again.
All the while Jongwoon had been pumping Ryeowook’s growing member in time with his thrusts. He could feel the edge coming closer and closer, with each and every thrust, only enforced by Ryeowook’s moans of pleasure, Jongwoon was now reciprocating. A few more thrusts and he would be there, slipping over the edge into a world he could melt in with Ryeowook. One. “Ryeowook-ah.” Two. More groans of bedsprings and throaty moans. Three. Release. Jongwoon called out Ryeowook’s name as he filled him up and Ryeowook’s stream of translucent liquid covered his chest.
Heavy breathing filled the now quiet room. They were close enough to the side of the bed that Jongwoon could grab a few tissues and clean Ryeowook up and then he laid beside him. All the while managing to stay inside Ryeowook who was so full of warmth and Jongwoon that he never wanted to leave and Ryeowook didn’t want him to either. Jongwoon brushed Ryeowook’s damp hair out of his eyes and kissed him on the forehead. “Thank you Wookie, for coming back to me. I’ve been really lonely without you.” Ryeowook opened his eyes and looked at the man he loved. “Thank you for not giving up on me.” He said in a sleepy voice and snuggled closer to Jongwoon. “And loving me. Kim Ryeowook.” his eyes fluttered closed. Jongwoon however didn’t look away.
“Always.” he said softly, as he watched Ryeowook sleep before drifting off himself.
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The music was like wave after wave crashing against the shore. It was too loud to have a conversation. Just the way he liked it. Your body could move without distractions or inhibitions caused by outsiders. He did just that in the sea of bodies around him. Eyes closed of course. That’s how he always danced at a club. It was just you, the music, swaying of your body and the feeling of others brushing against yours. He felt hands sliding up his thighs, hips, around his waist and pulling him flush against someone’s back. A warm breath against his ear, “What did I tell you?” The voice was seductive, so sweet he almost didn’t focus on what was actually being said. “I don’t know, what did you tell me?” he asked over the roar of the music. The hands on his waist gripped his hips and spun him around. One hand was pressing his back, so their was no space between them and another hand lifted his chin up.
“You can only dance with your eyes closed with me, Ryeowook-shii.” It was said through annoyance and gritted teeth. Ryeowook let his eyes flutter open to fall upon a handsome face. “Only if you use that dark, sexy melodic voice only with me, Jongwoon-shii.” he said then sucked on the man’s bottom lip and pushed away from him. Ryeowook was going to walk away but a strong small hand grabbed his and pulled him to him. His lips were claimed in an instant. Only to have another voice in his ear. “No moaning on the dance floor. Get a room hyung.” Ryeowook pulled away to look over and see Hyun Soo with his arm around Junsu’s waist. “Don’t mind if I do.” he said with a grin. Before Ryeowook moved past the couple he leaned into his best friend and said, “If I don’t get the details tomorrow morning I’m locking you out and you can’t come back in until you’ve done the deed. You guys sexual tension is worse than this whole club.” Hyun Soo just grinned and nodded, wondering if he’d really be locked out. Actually yes, he would.
Ryeowook was a little scary at times but he meant well. With that Ryeowook winked at Junsu and pulled Jongwoon through the crowd. After all he couldn’t share that sweet dark melodic voice with anyone else, especially with the new heights he was planning to take it to tonight. Love isn’t as bad as Ryeowook used to think. In fact it had some perks he couldn’t give up. Everyone has their momentary lapse of judgment and insanity. Some just last longer than others. Ryeowook’s though had come to a wonderful end.
Pairing: YeWook
Genre: Romance
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Ryeowook and Jongwoon had a past that one would like to forget and the other would like to turn into the present and future once more. Both have scars that need healing and only the two of them can heal each other.
Note: For my lovely and beyond patient kellsung I hope you enjoy and it doesn't fail too bad.
Parts: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7
‘Oof!” Ryeowook went as he sank into Jongwoon’s couch. Jongwoon set his keys in the holder in the entryway then followed the other man to the couch. He lifted the man’s legs who was covering the whole entire couch. Once he sat down he placed the legs on top of his lap. Ryeowook closed his eyes and relaxed. “Kyusung is exhausting.” Jongwoon only laughed. They had spent the whole day at an amusement park where Kyusung made Ryeowook do everything with him. They were buddies for the whole day. When it came time to leave the little boy with his dad, Kyusung gave Ryeowook an almost bone crushing hug for his age and made him promise to play with him next time. Jongwoon actually spent more time hanging back and watching the two. It wasn’t much effort needed from him.
“He likes you. Apparently, I have to make you my wife or he’ll make you his.” Ryeowook’s eyes snapped open and he propped himself up to look at Jongwoon making sure he wasn’t teasing. He wasn’t. “Wife?” Jongwoon chuckled, “You’re too pretty to be a boy so you have to become my wife.” Jongwoon saw the expression of defiance on Ryeowook’s face and he held up his hands, “Don’t look at me like that. His words not mine.”
Ryeowook laid back down with a ‘humph’. There were other things that Kyusung had said but Jongwoon figured now was not the time for that. The pair were quiet for a few moments both lost in their own thoughts, comfortable the way they were. Ryeowook sat up sliding his legs off the other man’s lap and turned himself around. Lying his head in Jongwoon’s lap instead, on his side. Automatically, Jongwoon’s hand went to Ryeowook’s head, smoothing out his hair, over and over. “Jongwoon-ah, thank you for telling me everything.” Jongwoon looked down at Ryeowook, hoping to see his face but Ryeowook hadn’t moved and was looking off towards the coffee table. “Mm, should have told you a long time ago.”
A small grin spread across Ryeowook’s face, not too long ago he would have agreed with that statement. He shook his head no and then turned over so he was looking at Jongwoon easier. “No, I’m glad you waited.” Jongwoon couldn’t hide the surprise in his expression. A big question mark covered his forehead. “If you hadn’t I don’t think I’d have realized just how much I love you.” He had been lying to himself for years, that he didn’t love Jongwoon anymore but he did. He had never stopped. Which had been something Ryeowook could never come to terms with, so he buried it deep. Jongwoon was speechless due to the shock of what was just said to him. He had been prepared to win Ryeowook’s heart all over again. “I didn’t say anything last night partly as punishment for being such an asshole. Okay a good majority of it was that… but I also needed time to collect my thoughts.” Amusement as well as amazement danced in Jongwoon’s soulful eyes. “I deserved it.” Ryeowook replied immediately, no room for any hesitation, “You did.” Jongwoon laughed. “Can’t even pretend to debate it huh?” Ryeowook smiled. “I’ll start over with you, Jongwoon-ah. Clean slate. If you still want me to?” Ryeowook’s eyes locked with Jongwoon’s and he could see all the warmth, truth, wants, needs and love that was waiting there.
“Still? Always.”
Jongwoon took his hand and caressed Ryeowook’s cheek. Ran his thumb over his soft lips. “I want you by my side, always.” he leaned down, “I need you by my side.” Ryeowook reached for the back of his neck and pulled him towards himself until their lips met. He tugged gently on Jongwoon’s lip before giving it a small peck. Jongwoon kept his eyes closed and took in a deep breath. Just above a whisper he said, “If you do that Ryeowook-ah, I’ll want more than a kiss.” He slowly opened his eyes and found them looking into two mischievous ones. “Maybe that’s what I planned.” Jongwoon’s eyes darkened and Ryeowook laid lazily in his lap.
His shirt had slipped slightly above his belt, showing off a sliver of tempting skin that Jongwoon was now observing with a battle raging inside his mind. His right hand twitching. Moving it he slipped his fingers up Ryeowook’s shirt, he could feel the man beneath him shiver at the unexpectedly cold touch. His hand made it right past Ryeowook’s navel almost to his chest when he began to regain control and retract it. Except a hand had trapped his. Jongwoon looked at the hand covering his through the shirt. “Don’t.” Jongwoon held back a groan right then. When had Ryeowook’s voice turned that seductive. It was always the expressions that crossed Ryeowook’s face that did him in, he could get a handle on the other things but this time it was harder than normal. Ryeowook leaned up and pulled Jongwoon closer. “Jongwoon-ah, make love to me.” This was something forbidden to Ryeowook. He had sworn six years ago to never do this again. The night before he allowed a small fraction of those emotions to escape. Now though, he was asking for all of it. Going to accept all of it. Give all of it. Jongwoon stared at Ryeowook for a long time. So long that Ryeowook almost started to wonder if something was wrong, maybe he had made a mistake.
Finally, Jongwoon closed the space between them, he pressed his lips to Ryeowook’s asking permission which was granted almost instantly. While they were kissing, Jongwoon removed his hand from Ryeowook’s shirt and slid it underneath his legs, then he stood up with the man in his arms, princess style.
Ryeowook wrapped his arms around his neck and laid his head against Jongwoon’s chest, placing a kiss along his collar bone. Jongwoon walked them into his bedroom, shut the door with his foot and locked it so that this time there definitely wouldn’t be any interruptions. Jongwoon went over to the bed and laid Ryeowook down and pulled his shirt up and over Ryeowook’s head. Leaning over him he brushed Ryeowook’s hair out of his face. “I love you, Ryeowook.” Ryeowook reached up and cupped Jongwoon’s cheek. “I love you too, Jongwoon-ahh.” Then he lopped his fingers into Jongwoon’s belt loops and tugged, pulling him closer. Jongwoon kissed his lips as Ryeowook worked on sliding up Jongwoon’s shirt and pulling it over his head. Then he ran his hands over the naked flesh now available to him. Jongwoon kissed along his jaw, licked down his neck and sucked on his collar bone. Ryeowook found those belt loops once more and yanked on them forcing Jongwoon’s pelvis to be against his own.
He arched his back slightly as Jongwoon gave his nipple a quick flick with his tongue before taking it between his fingers. Ryeowook reached up to the back of Jongwoon’s neck and pulled him in for a rough kiss. Not wanting those lips to be away from his skin for too long. He wrapped his legs around Jongwoon’s and rocked his hips into the others while pressing Jongwoon’s into him. Friction rubbing against friction. Jongwoon bit on Ryeowook’s lip harder than he had intended but that was the other man’s fault for doing that so suddenly. Ryeowook licked his lip that was slightly pulsating in pain and smiled. Then he rolled them over so that he was sitting atop of Jongwoon. He took off his own pants and underwear tossing them on the floor. Then he turned around and straddled Jongwoon with his back to him. While his hands worked on Jongwoon’s pants he could feel a pair of hands rubbing his ass.
Ryeowook started pulling them down and Jongwoon lifted up his hips to help him out. It only took a moment and after that to remove him of all clothing barriers. To the floor they go. Ryeowook scooted back up Jongwoon’s legs until he had his ass in front of Jongwoon’s face and his hard member in his hand. Holding it up Ryeowook licked one side from the base to the tip, then another side and another until he finally just took the whole thing into his mouth. Jongwoon squeezed Ryeowook’s ass, nails digging into the soft flesh a tiny bit. Sliding his hands up to Ryeowook’s member and he felt the intake of his breath from Ryeowook’s mouth around his own member.
Taking it all in his mouth, Jongwoon then took it in his hand and quickly rubbed his hand up and down it a couple of times. Which only spurred Ryeowook to suck harder and faster. Feeling each others moans at different times was even more erotic to them. In and out, Ryeowook was taking all of Jongwoon’s hard member into his mouth. Jongwoon wanted to make Ryeowook come already, as eager as he was, he retracted his mouth from Ryeowook’s member, spreading his cheeks wide, he ran his tongue along that beautiful twitching pink hole. A shiver ran up Ryeowook’s spine and his teeth lightly ran along Jongwoon’s penis as he was pulling him out again. Jongwoon’s breath hitched sharply as he was running his tongue around the pink hole in circles. He pressed his tongue in and began to pumping Ryeowook’s member in his hand. Then he slid his finger in Ryeowook’s wanting hole and reclaimed the other man’s member in his mouth. As he sucked on it, he fingered Ryeowook in time.
Ryeowook was fighting to keep focus, however Jongwoon was driving him..Oh, no..Now Jongwoon was driving him crazy, another finger had slipped in. Ryeowook had to slow down his speed if he wanted to be able to keep up with this at all. Jongwoon on the other hand had other plans, on stopping him completely. Ryeowook swore under his breath. “Jongwoon-ahh..I don’t..want your fingers.” The chuckle reverberated around Ryeowook’s member and he took in a sharp breath, leaned down and bit the inside of Jongwoon’s thigh. A second later a moan could be heard though muffled against his thigh and Jongwoon was swallowing all of the sweet liquid that Ryeowook was releasing into his mouth.
Jongwoon licked his lips and kissed Ryeowook’s left cheek. Then he repositioned them. Pulling Ryeowook up to the pillows and kissed him on the lips. “Do you still not want my fingers? It seemed like you enjoyed them.: he asked as he leaned over Ryeowook. Ryeowook glared at him and grabbed his member. “No. I want this.” he gave it a tug, “Now.” Jongwoon smirked. He loved when Ryeowook got all pouty, which equaled a glare from the other man.
“Where?” Ryeowook glared again, Jongwoon knew he was pushing his buttons they both did, but Ryeowook secretly liked it. “You know where.” There was a tinge of a whine in Ryeowook’s voice. Jongwoon moved his finger to point at Ryeowook’s hand, “Here?” It got slapped away. So, he touched the man beneath him’s lips and his finger got bit. Jongwoon jerked his finger back and wagged it at Ryeowook. “Naughty, naughty, Wookie.” Ryeowook didn’t say anything but his hips had been rocking slowly back and forth in need for awhile now, so they both were well aware of what he wanted.
Jongwoon put his hand on Ryeowook’s kneed, “Here?” he asked as he shoved his member gently into Ryeowook’s twitching hole. A moan that turned into a whimper floated off Ryeowook’s seductive lips. “More.” Jongwoon took his time moving slowly into and out of Ryeowook. He was being a tease and Ryeowook loved and hated every moment of it. Ryeowook wrapped his arms around Jongwoon’s neck pulling him into a kiss, sucked on his bottom lip and while still doing so, yanked Jongwoon’s head back by his hair, which resulted in him receiving a little cut on his lip. Jongwoon could feel his lip stinging, “Harder?” Ryeowook smirked and nodded, “Mmmhmm..”
“Your wish is my command.” Jongwoon stopped teasing then and moved his hips harder and faster. So much so you could hear the slapping of skin on skin. Ryeowook closed his eyes taking in all of the sensations. Jongwoon watched with fascination the expression of pleasure that crossed Ryeowook’s face. He moaned without restraint and only encouraged Jongwoon to pound into him over and over again.
All the while Jongwoon had been pumping Ryeowook’s growing member in time with his thrusts. He could feel the edge coming closer and closer, with each and every thrust, only enforced by Ryeowook’s moans of pleasure, Jongwoon was now reciprocating. A few more thrusts and he would be there, slipping over the edge into a world he could melt in with Ryeowook. One. “Ryeowook-ah.” Two. More groans of bedsprings and throaty moans. Three. Release. Jongwoon called out Ryeowook’s name as he filled him up and Ryeowook’s stream of translucent liquid covered his chest.
Heavy breathing filled the now quiet room. They were close enough to the side of the bed that Jongwoon could grab a few tissues and clean Ryeowook up and then he laid beside him. All the while managing to stay inside Ryeowook who was so full of warmth and Jongwoon that he never wanted to leave and Ryeowook didn’t want him to either. Jongwoon brushed Ryeowook’s damp hair out of his eyes and kissed him on the forehead. “Thank you Wookie, for coming back to me. I’ve been really lonely without you.” Ryeowook opened his eyes and looked at the man he loved. “Thank you for not giving up on me.” He said in a sleepy voice and snuggled closer to Jongwoon. “And loving me. Kim Ryeowook.” his eyes fluttered closed. Jongwoon however didn’t look away.
“Always.” he said softly, as he watched Ryeowook sleep before drifting off himself.
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The music was like wave after wave crashing against the shore. It was too loud to have a conversation. Just the way he liked it. Your body could move without distractions or inhibitions caused by outsiders. He did just that in the sea of bodies around him. Eyes closed of course. That’s how he always danced at a club. It was just you, the music, swaying of your body and the feeling of others brushing against yours. He felt hands sliding up his thighs, hips, around his waist and pulling him flush against someone’s back. A warm breath against his ear, “What did I tell you?” The voice was seductive, so sweet he almost didn’t focus on what was actually being said. “I don’t know, what did you tell me?” he asked over the roar of the music. The hands on his waist gripped his hips and spun him around. One hand was pressing his back, so their was no space between them and another hand lifted his chin up.
“You can only dance with your eyes closed with me, Ryeowook-shii.” It was said through annoyance and gritted teeth. Ryeowook let his eyes flutter open to fall upon a handsome face. “Only if you use that dark, sexy melodic voice only with me, Jongwoon-shii.” he said then sucked on the man’s bottom lip and pushed away from him. Ryeowook was going to walk away but a strong small hand grabbed his and pulled him to him. His lips were claimed in an instant. Only to have another voice in his ear. “No moaning on the dance floor. Get a room hyung.” Ryeowook pulled away to look over and see Hyun Soo with his arm around Junsu’s waist. “Don’t mind if I do.” he said with a grin. Before Ryeowook moved past the couple he leaned into his best friend and said, “If I don’t get the details tomorrow morning I’m locking you out and you can’t come back in until you’ve done the deed. You guys sexual tension is worse than this whole club.” Hyun Soo just grinned and nodded, wondering if he’d really be locked out. Actually yes, he would.
Ryeowook was a little scary at times but he meant well. With that Ryeowook winked at Junsu and pulled Jongwoon through the crowd. After all he couldn’t share that sweet dark melodic voice with anyone else, especially with the new heights he was planning to take it to tonight. Love isn’t as bad as Ryeowook used to think. In fact it had some perks he couldn’t give up. Everyone has their momentary lapse of judgment and insanity. Some just last longer than others. Ryeowook’s though had come to a wonderful end.