comfort me so i feel alive (fuck me if it doesn't work)
This was written for kpopfickink's kpop kink meme 1.0 XD turns out it's for ficcy <3
Warning: it's got pretty dark stuff, im going through a dark/non-con sex writing phase, bear with me :D
REQUEST: Super Junior, Any
Who I want: Any
What I want: War. Soldiers sleeping with each other/taking in comfort men to fuck. No one knows if they'll live to see the next day. Angst, dubcon, noncon, d/s.
What I don't want: Nothing. Take it as far as you want to.
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comfort me so i feel alive (fuck me if it doesn't work)
The sun was setting, the skies darkening at the edges; not that it really mattered these days. All they saw was blood and darkness, even during the day, everything was filled with darkness, as if the light was being extinguished with each young life that was lost.
Hankyung half carries half drags Kyuhyun into the medical tent, the boy’s entire right arm soaked with blood, a deep gash on his forehead. Kissing the boy quickly on the cheek, he leaves his friend with the nurse. Walking out of the tent, Hankyung sighed deeply, wondering just when everything would stop and maybe they could breathe quietly again.
Sungmin watches Hankyung leave the tent with a small smile and turns back to Kyuhyun, glad that there were still good people out there. Kyuhyun was introverted and withdrawn, which meant he hardly had any friends here. Sungmin knew that most of the men out there would have just left the boy out there to die.
The night has truly fallen by the time Sungmin finishes bandaging Kyuhyun and he turns wearily, gasping as he comes face to face with Kangin.
“W-what are you doing here?”
Kangin steps forward and sits on one of the spare beds, “I’m hurting…please help me, only you can help me…”
Immediately, Sungmin frowns and rushes forward, concerned. “Where does it hurt? Are you bleeding?”
Kangin grabs Sungmin’s arm, bent over breathing harshly, “M-my pelvis…”
Sungmin frowns and leans forwards to undo his pants to access the damage, gasping as Kangin quickly flips him over onto the bed, a large hand muffling his shout, the other pining him down. He struggles in vain as Kangin leans down and sucks hard on his neck, moving on top of him so that his arousal rubbed against Sungmin’s member, causing the boy to groan at the contact. He slides one hand downwards and pushes into Sungmin’s entrance, the boy jerking underneath him at the intrusion. Another finger is added and he pumps them in and out, Sungmin’s eyes wide with unshed tears, squirming on the bed. When the third finger is added, Kangin bends down to bite and suck on one of Sungmin’s nipples, causing him to moan despite himself. Kangin fingerfucks the boy’s entrance until Sungmin’s eyes glaze and he’s making soft moaning noises.
“See it’s not so bad is it, Sungminnie. You’ll enjoy it, you need this too. We’re all going to die, you know. Hell, we could all be dead tomorrow morning and you’d wish I made you feel alive one last time.” And with that he pulls out his fingers and slowly pushes his member in, Sungmin arcing off the bed at the large size filling him. He whimpers and soon his cries are mixed with loud moans, his body moving against Kangin’s, fingers digging into muscled shoulders, urging him silently to go deeper.
‘Hyung…what’s wrong?!” Siwon’s urgent voice cuts through Hankyung’s reverie as he slides into the trenches next to him.
“Siwonnie…I- I can’t find Hyukjae or Donghae…and we almost lost Kyuhyunnie today…”
Hankyung doesn’t even realise he’s crying, until the taller man pulls him into his arms.
“Hyung…it’s going to be alright…I’m sure they’re fine, and Kyuhyun is alive, Sungmin’s taking care of him…shhh don’t cry.”
Hankyung is clinging onto Siwon and the warmth and safety he offered; in the middle of hell, the other boy could somehow make him feel like he’s home again. So when Siwon kisses him softly, he doesn’t push him away, doesn’t say how wrong this is, how they both have girlfriends back home, he just holds on tighter.
Siwon moves so that he’s leaning over Hankyung, his large hands brushing Hankyung’s tears away and kissing softly down his neck. Hankyung gasping as he feels Siwon’s arousal press against his thigh. He pushes his hands inside Siwon’s jacket as fingers fumble at his belt and his head slumps back as cold hands wrap around his member, pumping up and down immediately, drawing soft moans from his lips. Hankyung clenches his hands in Siwon’s hair as the taller man spits into his hand and then slides a finger into him, moving it in and out, before adding another, scissoring inside of him. It hurts, but he’s used to pain (they all are) and Hankyung just grits his teeth even as another finger joins the first two.
When Hankyung reaches inside Siwon’s pants, the other is already painfully hard and the touch seems too much, because Siwon groans and then pushes Hankyung further up the slanted wall, tip pressing at his entrance. He stops though and glances at Hankyung, need mixed with concern and it’s so sweet that Hankyung kisses him till they’re both breathless. Siwon can’t hold back any longer and he slides into Hankyung, the older biting down on his shoulder to muffle his cry. They cling to each other as they move against one another and when they’re so focused that they don’t notice a dark pair of eyes watching them.
Donghae and Hyukjae manage to find their way back to camp and Hankyung greets both of them warmly, glad that they have not fallen like so many others. He still remembers a time when he had other friends, a sweet boy named Ryeowook and a hyung called Jungsu and other people he doesn’t want to think about anymore.
There’s a mission today and Hankyung’s walking alongside Siwon, blushing softly each time he meets the other man’s eyes. He turns to Donghae with a smile as they march towards the village that is supposed to be hiding enemy forces. When they arrive, they quickly surround the village, securing the parameter so no one can escape and they split up into two groups, one taking the west side of the village, where they’ll be gathering the women and children on the east side where they round up the men. They move through the village and Hankyung ushers two pregnant women and a small child to safety, before they could get hurt in the crossfire if it starts. The majority of the force march off to the east side, where the danger is and Hankyung watches Siwon and Donghae go with worry. He’s stuck on the west side with two men from his regiment: Yesung and Henry and some men from another regiment he doesn’t know.
He enters one of the small huts at the very back corner of the village and before he can react, he’s shoved against the wall, his hands yanked behind him and cuffed quickly, a hand slapping across his mouth to muffle his shouts. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Yesung behind him, eyes blazing and possessive, before a hand wraps around his neck.
“Ye-yesung!” he manages to choke out, utterly bewildered at the other’s actions. Was he a traitor?
Then Yesung quickly rips off Hankyung’s pants and gags him with it, before shoving him hard enough to collide with the table. Hankyung doubles over at the pain in his hips where it connected with the wooden corner, whilst Yesung took the chance to bend him over, slamming his head down on the table and kicking open his legs.
Hankyung is shouting against his gag, panic and horror settling in as he realizes what the other man wants. He struggles violently as Yesung undoes his own pants and strokes himself even harder, before pressing at his entrance. He bucks and Yesung slaps him hard, “Shut up, don’t pretend you don’t want this. I saw what you really are, fucking around with Siwon like the whore you are! You’re going to take this raw and you’re going to like it, you cock-hungry slut!” And without another word, he slams himself into Hankyung, snapping his hips forward violently, ignoring the muffled screams of agony. He pulls out and slams back in repeatedly, blood acting as lubricant, his hand tugging mercilessly on Hankyung’s member and by the time he comes, the slimmer man is slumped unconscious beneath him.
Yesung quickly flips the limp man over, slapping him twice, hard across the face, the trails of tears doing nothing to soften him. He yanks out the pants and flings them to the ground, telling Hankyung to get dressed and stop slacking off.
When Hankyung finally limps out of the hut, he’s horrified to see various girls and a couple of boys lying dead on the ground. Yesung calmly raises his gun and shots two of the soldiers down, whilst some one else swipes his hand across a boy’s ass and then wipes it on the dead soldier’s cock. He looks around sharply and cries out as he sees Henry lying on the ground, body shaking as a man roughly yanks his pants back on.
They join the others and Yesung looks deeply saddened when he tells of two rogue soldiers who lost control and raped some of the villagers when they were exploring the village. Hankyung wants to take his gun and shove down the man’s throat. He keeps silent and wraps an arm around Henry instead.
Sungmin glances up sharply at Hankyung as he examines his ‘leg wound’. “What the hell happened out there? Who did this to you?!”
Hankyung shakes his head and closes his eyes, “The war.”
Sungmin goes silent and there’s a bitter smile on his lips as he cleans up the wound. It was the war. Everything was because of the war.
When Siwon shakes him awake, eyes wide with excitement and smiling brightly, Hankyung knew that it was all over.
He hisses as he moves, but then Siwon’s pulling him into a tight embrace and soon Kyuhyun, Donghae, Hyukjae, Sungmin and Henry join in and they’re not soldiers anymore, they’re just friends and comrades that have somehow made it out alive.
Not without a price, Hankyung thinks as he looks at the various scars, both visible and not. But then Siwon pulls him into a deep kiss and Hankyung smiles, it was over.
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Warning: it's got pretty dark stuff, im going through a dark/non-con sex writing phase, bear with me :D
REQUEST: Super Junior, Any
Who I want: Any
What I want: War. Soldiers sleeping with each other/taking in comfort men to fuck. No one knows if they'll live to see the next day. Angst, dubcon, noncon, d/s.
What I don't want: Nothing. Take it as far as you want to.
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comfort me so i feel alive (fuck me if it doesn't work)
The sun was setting, the skies darkening at the edges; not that it really mattered these days. All they saw was blood and darkness, even during the day, everything was filled with darkness, as if the light was being extinguished with each young life that was lost.
Hankyung half carries half drags Kyuhyun into the medical tent, the boy’s entire right arm soaked with blood, a deep gash on his forehead. Kissing the boy quickly on the cheek, he leaves his friend with the nurse. Walking out of the tent, Hankyung sighed deeply, wondering just when everything would stop and maybe they could breathe quietly again.
Sungmin watches Hankyung leave the tent with a small smile and turns back to Kyuhyun, glad that there were still good people out there. Kyuhyun was introverted and withdrawn, which meant he hardly had any friends here. Sungmin knew that most of the men out there would have just left the boy out there to die.
The night has truly fallen by the time Sungmin finishes bandaging Kyuhyun and he turns wearily, gasping as he comes face to face with Kangin.
“W-what are you doing here?”
Kangin steps forward and sits on one of the spare beds, “I’m hurting…please help me, only you can help me…”
Immediately, Sungmin frowns and rushes forward, concerned. “Where does it hurt? Are you bleeding?”
Kangin grabs Sungmin’s arm, bent over breathing harshly, “M-my pelvis…”
Sungmin frowns and leans forwards to undo his pants to access the damage, gasping as Kangin quickly flips him over onto the bed, a large hand muffling his shout, the other pining him down. He struggles in vain as Kangin leans down and sucks hard on his neck, moving on top of him so that his arousal rubbed against Sungmin’s member, causing the boy to groan at the contact. He slides one hand downwards and pushes into Sungmin’s entrance, the boy jerking underneath him at the intrusion. Another finger is added and he pumps them in and out, Sungmin’s eyes wide with unshed tears, squirming on the bed. When the third finger is added, Kangin bends down to bite and suck on one of Sungmin’s nipples, causing him to moan despite himself. Kangin fingerfucks the boy’s entrance until Sungmin’s eyes glaze and he’s making soft moaning noises.
“See it’s not so bad is it, Sungminnie. You’ll enjoy it, you need this too. We’re all going to die, you know. Hell, we could all be dead tomorrow morning and you’d wish I made you feel alive one last time.” And with that he pulls out his fingers and slowly pushes his member in, Sungmin arcing off the bed at the large size filling him. He whimpers and soon his cries are mixed with loud moans, his body moving against Kangin’s, fingers digging into muscled shoulders, urging him silently to go deeper.
‘Hyung…what’s wrong?!” Siwon’s urgent voice cuts through Hankyung’s reverie as he slides into the trenches next to him.
“Siwonnie…I- I can’t find Hyukjae or Donghae…and we almost lost Kyuhyunnie today…”
Hankyung doesn’t even realise he’s crying, until the taller man pulls him into his arms.
“Hyung…it’s going to be alright…I’m sure they’re fine, and Kyuhyun is alive, Sungmin’s taking care of him…shhh don’t cry.”
Hankyung is clinging onto Siwon and the warmth and safety he offered; in the middle of hell, the other boy could somehow make him feel like he’s home again. So when Siwon kisses him softly, he doesn’t push him away, doesn’t say how wrong this is, how they both have girlfriends back home, he just holds on tighter.
Siwon moves so that he’s leaning over Hankyung, his large hands brushing Hankyung’s tears away and kissing softly down his neck. Hankyung gasping as he feels Siwon’s arousal press against his thigh. He pushes his hands inside Siwon’s jacket as fingers fumble at his belt and his head slumps back as cold hands wrap around his member, pumping up and down immediately, drawing soft moans from his lips. Hankyung clenches his hands in Siwon’s hair as the taller man spits into his hand and then slides a finger into him, moving it in and out, before adding another, scissoring inside of him. It hurts, but he’s used to pain (they all are) and Hankyung just grits his teeth even as another finger joins the first two.
When Hankyung reaches inside Siwon’s pants, the other is already painfully hard and the touch seems too much, because Siwon groans and then pushes Hankyung further up the slanted wall, tip pressing at his entrance. He stops though and glances at Hankyung, need mixed with concern and it’s so sweet that Hankyung kisses him till they’re both breathless. Siwon can’t hold back any longer and he slides into Hankyung, the older biting down on his shoulder to muffle his cry. They cling to each other as they move against one another and when they’re so focused that they don’t notice a dark pair of eyes watching them.
Donghae and Hyukjae manage to find their way back to camp and Hankyung greets both of them warmly, glad that they have not fallen like so many others. He still remembers a time when he had other friends, a sweet boy named Ryeowook and a hyung called Jungsu and other people he doesn’t want to think about anymore.
There’s a mission today and Hankyung’s walking alongside Siwon, blushing softly each time he meets the other man’s eyes. He turns to Donghae with a smile as they march towards the village that is supposed to be hiding enemy forces. When they arrive, they quickly surround the village, securing the parameter so no one can escape and they split up into two groups, one taking the west side of the village, where they’ll be gathering the women and children on the east side where they round up the men. They move through the village and Hankyung ushers two pregnant women and a small child to safety, before they could get hurt in the crossfire if it starts. The majority of the force march off to the east side, where the danger is and Hankyung watches Siwon and Donghae go with worry. He’s stuck on the west side with two men from his regiment: Yesung and Henry and some men from another regiment he doesn’t know.
He enters one of the small huts at the very back corner of the village and before he can react, he’s shoved against the wall, his hands yanked behind him and cuffed quickly, a hand slapping across his mouth to muffle his shouts. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Yesung behind him, eyes blazing and possessive, before a hand wraps around his neck.
“Ye-yesung!” he manages to choke out, utterly bewildered at the other’s actions. Was he a traitor?
Then Yesung quickly rips off Hankyung’s pants and gags him with it, before shoving him hard enough to collide with the table. Hankyung doubles over at the pain in his hips where it connected with the wooden corner, whilst Yesung took the chance to bend him over, slamming his head down on the table and kicking open his legs.
Hankyung is shouting against his gag, panic and horror settling in as he realizes what the other man wants. He struggles violently as Yesung undoes his own pants and strokes himself even harder, before pressing at his entrance. He bucks and Yesung slaps him hard, “Shut up, don’t pretend you don’t want this. I saw what you really are, fucking around with Siwon like the whore you are! You’re going to take this raw and you’re going to like it, you cock-hungry slut!” And without another word, he slams himself into Hankyung, snapping his hips forward violently, ignoring the muffled screams of agony. He pulls out and slams back in repeatedly, blood acting as lubricant, his hand tugging mercilessly on Hankyung’s member and by the time he comes, the slimmer man is slumped unconscious beneath him.
Yesung quickly flips the limp man over, slapping him twice, hard across the face, the trails of tears doing nothing to soften him. He yanks out the pants and flings them to the ground, telling Hankyung to get dressed and stop slacking off.
When Hankyung finally limps out of the hut, he’s horrified to see various girls and a couple of boys lying dead on the ground. Yesung calmly raises his gun and shots two of the soldiers down, whilst some one else swipes his hand across a boy’s ass and then wipes it on the dead soldier’s cock. He looks around sharply and cries out as he sees Henry lying on the ground, body shaking as a man roughly yanks his pants back on.
They join the others and Yesung looks deeply saddened when he tells of two rogue soldiers who lost control and raped some of the villagers when they were exploring the village. Hankyung wants to take his gun and shove down the man’s throat. He keeps silent and wraps an arm around Henry instead.
Sungmin glances up sharply at Hankyung as he examines his ‘leg wound’. “What the hell happened out there? Who did this to you?!”
Hankyung shakes his head and closes his eyes, “The war.”
Sungmin goes silent and there’s a bitter smile on his lips as he cleans up the wound. It was the war. Everything was because of the war.
When Siwon shakes him awake, eyes wide with excitement and smiling brightly, Hankyung knew that it was all over.
He hisses as he moves, but then Siwon’s pulling him into a tight embrace and soon Kyuhyun, Donghae, Hyukjae, Sungmin and Henry join in and they’re not soldiers anymore, they’re just friends and comrades that have somehow made it out alive.
Not without a price, Hankyung thinks as he looks at the various scars, both visible and not. But then Siwon pulls him into a deep kiss and Hankyung smiles, it was over.
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