VISUAL DIARY :Bone-a-man-a KYUHAN OFFSHOT [3/3]
Part 3....
They start super early the next day and Youngwoon is relieved to see Kyuhyun walking normally even if he did grimace slightly as he sat down. They’re making up for the missed scene yesterday and the cameras start rolling with Kyuhyun running after Hankyung who had just walked right past him the ‘next day’.
“Hyung!” Kyuhyun catches up the older man and grabs his arm, “Hyung!”
Hankyung’s eyes are cold and his tone flat, “Yes Kyuhyun-shi? What do you want?”
“I’m sorry for leaving you yesterday... I had…things to do…”
Hankyung sneers, his gaze hard, “Oh yeahh, I’m sure you did.”
Kyuhyun frowns deeply, “Hyung…why are you like this? I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to leave you all alone after-”
“After you fucked my tight little ass whilst craving for Jongwoon’s big and delicious cock the whole time?”
Kyuhyun freezes, blood draining from his face. “Oh God, hyung…you heard-”
Hankyung was crying now, “Yeah I heard all you had to say, whilst sucking off Jongwoon and begging him to fuck you like a man. I’m sorry I’m such a lousy fuck, can you leave me alone now?!”
Kyuhyun cries, clinging desperately onto Hankyung’s arm, “Hyung! It’s not what you think, I didn’t-”
Hankyung shakes him off, voice hoarse, “You don’t have to explain. It’s my own fault for expecting you to be different from the others…to think that you might actually lo- but it’s okay, I know now…I’m just a quick fuck to pass the time…”
He runs off, leaving Kyuhyun slumped on the ground, tearing at his hair, sobbing at all the misunderstandings he doesn’t know how to resolve.
The ‘Cut!’ yanks Youngwoon back to reality and he realizes with a start, that he’s crying softly at all the pain the two are going through and he has to remind himself that it’s not real. Hankyung offers a hand to Kyuhyun and they walk off to get changed for their next scene, emerging minutes later with Kyuhyun dressed all in black (buttoned up shirt, high waisted pants), nerdy glasses on his nose, his hair sleeked back. Hankyung meanwhile was dressed in a soccer uniform, his hair mussed; the two of them fixing each other’s appearance and Youngwoon stares. A soccer player and a nerd, whoa.
They film as the ‘PD’ gives instructions, Kyuhyun and Hankyung avoiding each other’s gaze, the younger man purposely taking longer than usual to move into his role of twisted, sadistic nerd lusting after the school’s soccer star, finally resorting to kidnap to ensure they’re together. They move onto the set and Youngwoon zooms in on Kyuhyun’s horrified expression as he sees the contraption on which Jongwoon raped dhim yesterday. He looks so terrified that the PD sends him and Hankyung off to the side, leaving the older man to calm him down.
Hankyung doesn’t look at him, but the camera manages to capture the concern in his eyes, “Why are you so freaked out?”
Kyuhyun chokes on his words, his face twisting at the horrible memory, “I-”
“Whatever, it’s me who’s going to be tied up and raped and anyways, all you have to do is just fuck me hard…sorry it’s going to be so unpleasurable for you.”
With that he quickly turns away, sharp tears in his eyes, jaw clenched as he positions himself outside the door. Kyuhyun quickly follows and the ‘cameras’ start rolling, but Kyuhyun screws up the first shot because he’s shaking so badly, Hankyung worried despite himself.
The second shot is smoother and Youngwoon shivers at Kyuhyun’s sadistic, little laugh as he drags an unconscious soccer player across the floor, placing him on the slanted platform and locking all the cuffs in place. He yanks down the soccer shorts till it’s pooled at his knees and jerks the jersey up so its bundles near his shoulders. He chuckles insanely, eyes bright as he takes a small dildo and pushes it into the unconscious man’s entrance, effectively jerking him awake with a yelp.
“Hello there, Hankyung shi!” Kyuhyun chuckles, rubbing his glasses excitedly.
“W-what the hell is this?! What am I doing here, you stupid nerd?!” Hankyung shouts loudly, sounding exactly like a sports jock.
“I’m glad you finally decided to see me, my love. You’ve been playing coy lately…”
“What the fuck, you fag, I’m not your love, I don’t do that shit-”
There was a wild spark as Kyuhyun leans in closer, “Oh but you are! We’re meant to be together, you see.” He whispers, hand moving to the dildo still inside of Hankyung, pushing it in and out, dragging out hisses and curses. “Get that fucking shit out of me!”
Surprisingly, the thinner man obeys, pulling out the dildo and throwing it to the floor, the jock sagging in relief, before his body snaps taunt, eyes shooting open and mouth open in scream as a larger dildo quickly replaces it, stretching him open further.
“ARGHHHHHHHH! You fucking bastard! Let me go right now, or I’m going to fucking-
Hankyung struggles as he’s blindfolded, body going rigid as he realises the utter helplessness of his position. The dildo is yanked out of him and there’s a moment of perfect silence, before hands squeeze hard on his jaw, forcing his mouth open and a large dildo slides into his mouth. He tries to shout and spit it out, but the large object fills his whole mouth, Hankyung gagging as the tip pushes against the back of his throat. Kyuhyun fucks his mouth with the dildo, Hankyung trying to breathe through his nose, choking as the length pushes down his throat, his jaw aching, tears in his eyes.
After what seems like forever, the mouth-fucking stops, the blindfold moved downwards and tightened to hold the dildo in his mouth, making sure he can’t spit it out.
“I love you so much and I know you love me too, you’re just shy…so I’m going to show you exactly how much I love you…”
Kyuhyun climbs onto the platform, hands gripping Hankyung’s hips as the other struggles in vain, pleading incoherently, but the twisted nerd just smiles lovingly and slams all the way in. The scream that Hankyung lets out is raw and bloody, hollowing at your insides and and something breaks in Kyuhyun (Youngwoon gets an amazing close up of his face and Hankyung’s face, dripping with agony), his eyes flooding with horror and his hands tighten into vices on Hankyung’s hips, before pulling out and scrambling back so fast he falls off the platform, eyes the size of saucers, mouth open and the ‘PD’ shouts ‘Cut!’ amidst everyone’s confusion.
Kyuhyun is crying and shouting out hysterically, body writhing on the ground, hands covering his ears, jerking at people’s touch, curled up into a ball. Hankyung quickly demands to be released and as soon as he’s free, he’s next to Kyuhyun, eyes wide with worry.
“N-no! Stop it! Please, I beg you, No! No!!!! D-don’t, oh god, please stop! No!!!!!” Kyuhyun’s frantic, terrified screams tearing through the silence, everyone too shocked at the breakdown to move.
Hankyung tries to hold Kyuhyun down, “Kyu! Kyuhyun! Calm down, you’re safe you have to calm dow-”
“Nooooooooo! Please! Don’t hurt me again, haven’t you already tortured me enough?! Don’t touch me…Hyung, help!”
Hankyung’s eyes were dark with horror as he wraps his arms around Kyuhyun, taking the beating fists and murmuring in his ear until Kyuhyun’s eyes clear and he slumps sobbing into Hankyung’s arms.
‘Cut!’ Sound immediately floods back into the studio, assistants rushing forwards handing out robes and Kyuhyun immediately stops sobbing and turns to wrap his arms around Hankyung instead, asking him worriedly if he hurt him too much.
“Alright, guys, wonderful work, deeply disturbing and vivid…and the rape…it’ll definitely make all those masochistic ones drool. Take a break, go easy you two, especially you Hankyung, it might just be a love confession, but it’s pretty emotional.
They both nodded and Kyuhyun piggybacks his hyung off to the dressing rooms, eyes still worried, glancing at the older smiling man every few seconds, until Hankyung swats at his arm with a laugh, telling him that he was fine.
About an hour later, Donghee calls everyone back and Hankyung appears, Kyuhyun’s arm once again wrapped around his waist, a small limp still apparent.
“Alright guys, last scene of the story…get the conflict out of the way, make it a happy ending, how you do it is up to you guys, it’s your love story, finish it.”
Once the other two are in place, Youngwoon starts the cameras with a deep breath…this was the last scene and the last chapter in the love story. He’s going to miss this…
Hankyung enters a small bedroom, carrying Kyuhyun in his arms and laying him gently on the bed, the younger man immediately curling up into a ball, shoulders shaking.
“Kyuhyun…Kyu-ah what happened to you? Who hurt you?” Hankyung asked, eyes worried.
Kyuhyun shakes his head, tears spilling, “N-no one…I’m sorry I messed up the scene, hyung…I’m just-”
Hankyung pulls the younger man to face him, “No. You were terrified of that contraption…someone hurt you like that once didn’t they?”
Kyuhyun sobs harder, body trembling, “…y-yes…”
Hankyung’s eyes darken, “What happened Kyu? Tell me.”
“I- please….I- he...tied me down in that thing…and then he fucked me…over and over…and he wouldn’t stop…”
Hankyung’s fingers were digging painfully in Kyuhyun’s arms as he reels from the revelation. “Who was it? Tell me Kyu!”
The younger man just shakes his head and Hankyung groans, “Kyu…please, tell me who hurt you.”
When the answer came it was barely a whisper, “J-jongwoon hyung…”
Hankyung immediately froze. “Y-yesterday? But- oh. Oh, but didn’t…you beg him to fuck you hard? Didn’t you want him to take you like a man? I guess you got your wish…”
Kyuhyun shakes his head quickly at Hankyung’s crestfallen expression, “No! Hyung…h-he made me say all those things! I had to do everything he wanted for two hours, so he would destroy the tape…”
“What tape?”
“H-he got a video of us making love last night…and he was going to show it to the executives! I couldn’t let you get raped, I had to-”
Hankyung let out a shout of fury, hand clenching into a fist and slamming down on the bed. “That son of a bitch! …There is no rape, Kyu-ah…he tricked you. He wanted to fuck you, so he made up all that shit…Oh Kyu, I’m sorry-”
Kyuhyun was shocked, frowns crumbling as he realises what he has been forced to give up for no reason, but as the older man starts to cry, he quickly forgot about his worries, “Hyung, no! I’m sorry, it’s me who should be sorry…those things must have hurt you a lot yesterday…I’m sorry for saying them even if I didn’t mean a single word…forgive me, hyung!”
“No…I shouldn’t have doubted you…it’s just that…it’s happened before…men saying they love me, getting me into bed and then ditching me after they’ve used me…I-”
Kyuhyun wraps his arms around Hankyung’s neck, pressing a kiss onto his cheek, “Hyung…trust me, I swear I will never break your heart again. I promise…”
Hankyung turns wide, vulnerable eyes to face Kyuhyun, lips trembling as he sees the sincerity in the other’s eyes, letting loose a soft sob, before tilting his head and kissing Kyuhyun softly on the lips, the other returning it just as gently. The two of them wrap their arms around each other and kiss tenderly, the picture of happiness and love and Youngwoon smiles happily, ready to end the scene at any moment.
But neither of them moves away or signals for it to stop, the kiss slowly turning passionate, deepening and becoming more intense, arms tightening around each other. They’re both panting, clearly out of breath after one of the longest kisses Youngwoon has ever seen, blushing and the desire clear in both their eyes. Hankyung leans down further, moving to kiss and suck on Kyuhyun’ neck, hands trailing down to rest on his hips, one hand slipping lower into Kyuhyun’s jeans. The older man jerks as Kyuhyun grinds into his hands, pulling them out of Kyuhyun’s pants as if they were on fire, “Sorry, I’m sorry, Kyu! I let my desire take over, I’m sorry I shouldn’t even be thinking about that-”
“Hyung! It’s okay, I want you too…make love to me hyung.”
“B-but I can’t, you just got r-raped yesterday…I can’t-”
Kyuhyun reaches down and squeezes Hankyung’s arousal, drawing a low moan out of those lips. “Please hyung…I want to forget about that, about him…I need someone I love to take me…please…”
Kyuhyun wraps his hands around Hankyung’s hardening member and starts stroking quickly, wrapping his legs around the older man to hold him in place. When Hankyung’s hard and wet in his hands, Kyuhyun pulls his hands away and unzips his pants, wriggling out of them quickly and tugging at Hankyung’s. When they’re both naked, Hankyung’s kissing along his collarbones, but still not making a move to touch him down there, Kyuhyun slips one of his fingers into his own entrance, eyes widening and breath hitching. Hankyung pulls back, mouth dropping open as Kyuhyun slides another finger in and begins to stretch himself. Hankyung swallows at the erotic picture, before pulling Kyuhyun’s fingers out and replacing them with his own. By the time he’s added the third finger, Kyuhyun’s pushing down desperately, wanting more.
“Please hyung, just take me…I want you so bad…I need you inside of me, please hyung!” Kyuhyun was practically begging and it’s enough to sway Hankyung, the older man groaning as parts Kyuhyun’s leg reverently, positioning himself, before sliding in gently. When he’s buried to the hilt, he starts rocking slowly, quickly increasing in speed and power as Kyuhyun wraps his legs around his waist and pushes him in deeper. He pulls almost all the way out and slams back in, Kyuhyun crying out with pleasure as it hits his prostate.
They cling to each other as they rock, soft moans and pleasured cries floating through the studio, which is deathly silent as everone gapes at the scene.
It seems like hours later, when Kyuhyun arches off the bed, as Hankyung thrusts in deep, both their bodies quivering and stiffening as they both tumble over the edge, Kyuhyun’s eyes rolling back into his head and Hankyung’s expression absolutely orgasmic. They collapse against each other, skin covered with sweat, body flushed and Hankyung pulls out gently, pulling Kyuhyun closer by the waist, until they’re lying face to face, smiling, arms wrapped around each other and legs entwined. They share a slow, loving kiss, mouth sucking on lower lips, tongues swirling between them, fitting together perfectly.
Then they both move apart and Hankyung happily shouts “And Cut!”
There’s a moment of perfect silence, then everyone in the studios get to their feet, clapping and cheering, congratulating them; Donghee clapping them on the back like a proud father, Wooyoung and Youngwoon conveying their approval, the girls all giggling and squealing in excitement.
Youngwoon smiles at the two men still tangled together on the bed. They were going to need to make more copies.
A/N: i have not re-read let alone edited this so please forgive spelling/grammar~
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They start super early the next day and Youngwoon is relieved to see Kyuhyun walking normally even if he did grimace slightly as he sat down. They’re making up for the missed scene yesterday and the cameras start rolling with Kyuhyun running after Hankyung who had just walked right past him the ‘next day’.
“Hyung!” Kyuhyun catches up the older man and grabs his arm, “Hyung!”
Hankyung’s eyes are cold and his tone flat, “Yes Kyuhyun-shi? What do you want?”
“I’m sorry for leaving you yesterday... I had…things to do…”
Hankyung sneers, his gaze hard, “Oh yeahh, I’m sure you did.”
Kyuhyun frowns deeply, “Hyung…why are you like this? I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to leave you all alone after-”
“After you fucked my tight little ass whilst craving for Jongwoon’s big and delicious cock the whole time?”
Kyuhyun freezes, blood draining from his face. “Oh God, hyung…you heard-”
Hankyung was crying now, “Yeah I heard all you had to say, whilst sucking off Jongwoon and begging him to fuck you like a man. I’m sorry I’m such a lousy fuck, can you leave me alone now?!”
Kyuhyun cries, clinging desperately onto Hankyung’s arm, “Hyung! It’s not what you think, I didn’t-”
Hankyung shakes him off, voice hoarse, “You don’t have to explain. It’s my own fault for expecting you to be different from the others…to think that you might actually lo- but it’s okay, I know now…I’m just a quick fuck to pass the time…”
He runs off, leaving Kyuhyun slumped on the ground, tearing at his hair, sobbing at all the misunderstandings he doesn’t know how to resolve.
The ‘Cut!’ yanks Youngwoon back to reality and he realizes with a start, that he’s crying softly at all the pain the two are going through and he has to remind himself that it’s not real. Hankyung offers a hand to Kyuhyun and they walk off to get changed for their next scene, emerging minutes later with Kyuhyun dressed all in black (buttoned up shirt, high waisted pants), nerdy glasses on his nose, his hair sleeked back. Hankyung meanwhile was dressed in a soccer uniform, his hair mussed; the two of them fixing each other’s appearance and Youngwoon stares. A soccer player and a nerd, whoa.
They film as the ‘PD’ gives instructions, Kyuhyun and Hankyung avoiding each other’s gaze, the younger man purposely taking longer than usual to move into his role of twisted, sadistic nerd lusting after the school’s soccer star, finally resorting to kidnap to ensure they’re together. They move onto the set and Youngwoon zooms in on Kyuhyun’s horrified expression as he sees the contraption on which Jongwoon raped dhim yesterday. He looks so terrified that the PD sends him and Hankyung off to the side, leaving the older man to calm him down.
Hankyung doesn’t look at him, but the camera manages to capture the concern in his eyes, “Why are you so freaked out?”
Kyuhyun chokes on his words, his face twisting at the horrible memory, “I-”
“Whatever, it’s me who’s going to be tied up and raped and anyways, all you have to do is just fuck me hard…sorry it’s going to be so unpleasurable for you.”
With that he quickly turns away, sharp tears in his eyes, jaw clenched as he positions himself outside the door. Kyuhyun quickly follows and the ‘cameras’ start rolling, but Kyuhyun screws up the first shot because he’s shaking so badly, Hankyung worried despite himself.
The second shot is smoother and Youngwoon shivers at Kyuhyun’s sadistic, little laugh as he drags an unconscious soccer player across the floor, placing him on the slanted platform and locking all the cuffs in place. He yanks down the soccer shorts till it’s pooled at his knees and jerks the jersey up so its bundles near his shoulders. He chuckles insanely, eyes bright as he takes a small dildo and pushes it into the unconscious man’s entrance, effectively jerking him awake with a yelp.
“Hello there, Hankyung shi!” Kyuhyun chuckles, rubbing his glasses excitedly.
“W-what the hell is this?! What am I doing here, you stupid nerd?!” Hankyung shouts loudly, sounding exactly like a sports jock.
“I’m glad you finally decided to see me, my love. You’ve been playing coy lately…”
“What the fuck, you fag, I’m not your love, I don’t do that shit-”
There was a wild spark as Kyuhyun leans in closer, “Oh but you are! We’re meant to be together, you see.” He whispers, hand moving to the dildo still inside of Hankyung, pushing it in and out, dragging out hisses and curses. “Get that fucking shit out of me!”
Surprisingly, the thinner man obeys, pulling out the dildo and throwing it to the floor, the jock sagging in relief, before his body snaps taunt, eyes shooting open and mouth open in scream as a larger dildo quickly replaces it, stretching him open further.
“ARGHHHHHHHH! You fucking bastard! Let me go right now, or I’m going to fucking-
Hankyung struggles as he’s blindfolded, body going rigid as he realises the utter helplessness of his position. The dildo is yanked out of him and there’s a moment of perfect silence, before hands squeeze hard on his jaw, forcing his mouth open and a large dildo slides into his mouth. He tries to shout and spit it out, but the large object fills his whole mouth, Hankyung gagging as the tip pushes against the back of his throat. Kyuhyun fucks his mouth with the dildo, Hankyung trying to breathe through his nose, choking as the length pushes down his throat, his jaw aching, tears in his eyes.
After what seems like forever, the mouth-fucking stops, the blindfold moved downwards and tightened to hold the dildo in his mouth, making sure he can’t spit it out.
“I love you so much and I know you love me too, you’re just shy…so I’m going to show you exactly how much I love you…”
Kyuhyun climbs onto the platform, hands gripping Hankyung’s hips as the other struggles in vain, pleading incoherently, but the twisted nerd just smiles lovingly and slams all the way in. The scream that Hankyung lets out is raw and bloody, hollowing at your insides and and something breaks in Kyuhyun (Youngwoon gets an amazing close up of his face and Hankyung’s face, dripping with agony), his eyes flooding with horror and his hands tighten into vices on Hankyung’s hips, before pulling out and scrambling back so fast he falls off the platform, eyes the size of saucers, mouth open and the ‘PD’ shouts ‘Cut!’ amidst everyone’s confusion.
Kyuhyun is crying and shouting out hysterically, body writhing on the ground, hands covering his ears, jerking at people’s touch, curled up into a ball. Hankyung quickly demands to be released and as soon as he’s free, he’s next to Kyuhyun, eyes wide with worry.
“N-no! Stop it! Please, I beg you, No! No!!!! D-don’t, oh god, please stop! No!!!!!” Kyuhyun’s frantic, terrified screams tearing through the silence, everyone too shocked at the breakdown to move.
Hankyung tries to hold Kyuhyun down, “Kyu! Kyuhyun! Calm down, you’re safe you have to calm dow-”
“Nooooooooo! Please! Don’t hurt me again, haven’t you already tortured me enough?! Don’t touch me…Hyung, help!”
Hankyung’s eyes were dark with horror as he wraps his arms around Kyuhyun, taking the beating fists and murmuring in his ear until Kyuhyun’s eyes clear and he slumps sobbing into Hankyung’s arms.
‘Cut!’ Sound immediately floods back into the studio, assistants rushing forwards handing out robes and Kyuhyun immediately stops sobbing and turns to wrap his arms around Hankyung instead, asking him worriedly if he hurt him too much.
“Alright, guys, wonderful work, deeply disturbing and vivid…and the rape…it’ll definitely make all those masochistic ones drool. Take a break, go easy you two, especially you Hankyung, it might just be a love confession, but it’s pretty emotional.
They both nodded and Kyuhyun piggybacks his hyung off to the dressing rooms, eyes still worried, glancing at the older smiling man every few seconds, until Hankyung swats at his arm with a laugh, telling him that he was fine.
About an hour later, Donghee calls everyone back and Hankyung appears, Kyuhyun’s arm once again wrapped around his waist, a small limp still apparent.
“Alright guys, last scene of the story…get the conflict out of the way, make it a happy ending, how you do it is up to you guys, it’s your love story, finish it.”
Once the other two are in place, Youngwoon starts the cameras with a deep breath…this was the last scene and the last chapter in the love story. He’s going to miss this…
Hankyung enters a small bedroom, carrying Kyuhyun in his arms and laying him gently on the bed, the younger man immediately curling up into a ball, shoulders shaking.
“Kyuhyun…Kyu-ah what happened to you? Who hurt you?” Hankyung asked, eyes worried.
Kyuhyun shakes his head, tears spilling, “N-no one…I’m sorry I messed up the scene, hyung…I’m just-”
Hankyung pulls the younger man to face him, “No. You were terrified of that contraption…someone hurt you like that once didn’t they?”
Kyuhyun sobs harder, body trembling, “…y-yes…”
Hankyung’s eyes darken, “What happened Kyu? Tell me.”
“I- please….I- he...tied me down in that thing…and then he fucked me…over and over…and he wouldn’t stop…”
Hankyung’s fingers were digging painfully in Kyuhyun’s arms as he reels from the revelation. “Who was it? Tell me Kyu!”
The younger man just shakes his head and Hankyung groans, “Kyu…please, tell me who hurt you.”
When the answer came it was barely a whisper, “J-jongwoon hyung…”
Hankyung immediately froze. “Y-yesterday? But- oh. Oh, but didn’t…you beg him to fuck you hard? Didn’t you want him to take you like a man? I guess you got your wish…”
Kyuhyun shakes his head quickly at Hankyung’s crestfallen expression, “No! Hyung…h-he made me say all those things! I had to do everything he wanted for two hours, so he would destroy the tape…”
“What tape?”
“H-he got a video of us making love last night…and he was going to show it to the executives! I couldn’t let you get raped, I had to-”
Hankyung let out a shout of fury, hand clenching into a fist and slamming down on the bed. “That son of a bitch! …There is no rape, Kyu-ah…he tricked you. He wanted to fuck you, so he made up all that shit…Oh Kyu, I’m sorry-”
Kyuhyun was shocked, frowns crumbling as he realises what he has been forced to give up for no reason, but as the older man starts to cry, he quickly forgot about his worries, “Hyung, no! I’m sorry, it’s me who should be sorry…those things must have hurt you a lot yesterday…I’m sorry for saying them even if I didn’t mean a single word…forgive me, hyung!”
“No…I shouldn’t have doubted you…it’s just that…it’s happened before…men saying they love me, getting me into bed and then ditching me after they’ve used me…I-”
Kyuhyun wraps his arms around Hankyung’s neck, pressing a kiss onto his cheek, “Hyung…trust me, I swear I will never break your heart again. I promise…”
Hankyung turns wide, vulnerable eyes to face Kyuhyun, lips trembling as he sees the sincerity in the other’s eyes, letting loose a soft sob, before tilting his head and kissing Kyuhyun softly on the lips, the other returning it just as gently. The two of them wrap their arms around each other and kiss tenderly, the picture of happiness and love and Youngwoon smiles happily, ready to end the scene at any moment.
But neither of them moves away or signals for it to stop, the kiss slowly turning passionate, deepening and becoming more intense, arms tightening around each other. They’re both panting, clearly out of breath after one of the longest kisses Youngwoon has ever seen, blushing and the desire clear in both their eyes. Hankyung leans down further, moving to kiss and suck on Kyuhyun’ neck, hands trailing down to rest on his hips, one hand slipping lower into Kyuhyun’s jeans. The older man jerks as Kyuhyun grinds into his hands, pulling them out of Kyuhyun’s pants as if they were on fire, “Sorry, I’m sorry, Kyu! I let my desire take over, I’m sorry I shouldn’t even be thinking about that-”
“Hyung! It’s okay, I want you too…make love to me hyung.”
“B-but I can’t, you just got r-raped yesterday…I can’t-”
Kyuhyun reaches down and squeezes Hankyung’s arousal, drawing a low moan out of those lips. “Please hyung…I want to forget about that, about him…I need someone I love to take me…please…”
Kyuhyun wraps his hands around Hankyung’s hardening member and starts stroking quickly, wrapping his legs around the older man to hold him in place. When Hankyung’s hard and wet in his hands, Kyuhyun pulls his hands away and unzips his pants, wriggling out of them quickly and tugging at Hankyung’s. When they’re both naked, Hankyung’s kissing along his collarbones, but still not making a move to touch him down there, Kyuhyun slips one of his fingers into his own entrance, eyes widening and breath hitching. Hankyung pulls back, mouth dropping open as Kyuhyun slides another finger in and begins to stretch himself. Hankyung swallows at the erotic picture, before pulling Kyuhyun’s fingers out and replacing them with his own. By the time he’s added the third finger, Kyuhyun’s pushing down desperately, wanting more.
“Please hyung, just take me…I want you so bad…I need you inside of me, please hyung!” Kyuhyun was practically begging and it’s enough to sway Hankyung, the older man groaning as parts Kyuhyun’s leg reverently, positioning himself, before sliding in gently. When he’s buried to the hilt, he starts rocking slowly, quickly increasing in speed and power as Kyuhyun wraps his legs around his waist and pushes him in deeper. He pulls almost all the way out and slams back in, Kyuhyun crying out with pleasure as it hits his prostate.
They cling to each other as they rock, soft moans and pleasured cries floating through the studio, which is deathly silent as everone gapes at the scene.
It seems like hours later, when Kyuhyun arches off the bed, as Hankyung thrusts in deep, both their bodies quivering and stiffening as they both tumble over the edge, Kyuhyun’s eyes rolling back into his head and Hankyung’s expression absolutely orgasmic. They collapse against each other, skin covered with sweat, body flushed and Hankyung pulls out gently, pulling Kyuhyun closer by the waist, until they’re lying face to face, smiling, arms wrapped around each other and legs entwined. They share a slow, loving kiss, mouth sucking on lower lips, tongues swirling between them, fitting together perfectly.
Then they both move apart and Hankyung happily shouts “And Cut!”
There’s a moment of perfect silence, then everyone in the studios get to their feet, clapping and cheering, congratulating them; Donghee clapping them on the back like a proud father, Wooyoung and Youngwoon conveying their approval, the girls all giggling and squealing in excitement.
Youngwoon smiles at the two men still tangled together on the bed. They were going to need to make more copies.
A/N: i have not re-read let alone edited this so please forgive spelling/grammar~
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