Round Robin #7
AN: Ya I’m late, by like 3hrs, but I suddenly got sick this weekend, my IBS acting up real bad! D:
hope this compensates itself XD i stayed up late despite it being a school nite to finish!
Round Robin: Part 7
Author: mystic_water_
Rating: NC-17
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6
Upon hearing the laughter draw closer to their dressing room, Kangin took flight and pushed his leader to the back of the room, behind several rows of racks of clothing. Eeteuk found himself in no position to argue, what with being very naked and rather sticky and all. Both crouched down slightly just in time as the dressing room door opened and SuJu KRY strolled in.
"I should have known that was the reason Teukie has been so bitchy!" Yesung shook his head, and chuckled. "If I had realized sooner, I would have taken care of him myself, and much sooner."
"Hyung!" Ryeowook, who was in the process of changing his shirt, all too close to the clothing racks for Eeteuk's comfort, spun around to stare at Yesung with wide eyes.
"What? He's been a total bitch this week! Haven't you noticed?!" Yesung said defensively, waving a hand in emphasis.
Eeteuk glared at his dongsae from between shirts. "I wasn't that bad." he muttered under his breath, only loud enough for the naked Kangin to hear. Kangin smirked, Yesung had a point, but he had no intentions of sharing their leader any time soon.
Kyuhyun sauntered over behind the eternal magnae, his arms draping around him as he smirked up at their hyung. "Kim Jongwoon~! That’s not very nice. You know our Wookie gets jealous easily."
Even from across the room, Eeteuk could see Yesung's eyes darken. Ryeowook struggled to get out of Kyuhyun’s grasp.
"Ya! I'm n-not jealous!" with his face beet red, no one in the room was convinced.
With the magnae struggling so much, Kyuhyun was very aware that Ryeowook was very much naked from the waist up.
His eyes met and locked with Yesung's. No words were needed, the looks said it all.
"Hold him for me."
"Already on it."
"I'll reward you later."
"You can reward me now."
Kyuhyun smirked; his arms locking around Ryeowook’s waist, pulling his smaller body back tightly against his hips, grinding them into his ass slightly.
"Kyuhyun-ah!"
In an instant Yesung was there, kissing Ryeowook roughly at first, taking his attention away from the youngest member behind him. And Kyuhyun was totally fine with that, because when Yesung kisses someone one (or all) of three things usually happens.
1- The body finds itself in a state of shock, (which suited Kyuhyun fine, because Ryeowook would stop struggling).
2- Things get violent (not that Kyuhyun enjoyed watching a fight, but seeing Ryeowook get violent on Yesung, though unlikely, would have been totally worth it).
Or 3- Parties involved in said kiss get very naked, (and Kyuhyun was all for this reaction).
Not necessarily in that order, but Kyuhyun was hoping they could skip straight to reaction three.
Yesung’s hand tangled in the younger mans hair, tugging on it gently in hopes of gaining trust from his dongsae. It took Ryeowook all of 5 seconds before he could react properly, though it was a reaction no one was expecting.
He grabbed at Yesung’s hips and pulled hard, pulling the eldest against him. Yesung could not hold back the moan caught at the back of this throat as Ryeowook kissed back with twice the force. Even Kyuhyun had to groan at the sight.
So the Wookie was closet possessive. Interesting.
Ryeowook almost whimpered at the thought of Yesung fucking their leader. He would quite likely cry if he had time to think about it further; it made his everything hurt. His chest had tightened and his mouth had felt dry... but Yesung was fixing that now.
The tightness dropped to his groin and their mouths were, oh so wet, as tongues met and tangled.
He barely noticed Kyuhyun’s hands sliding down his flat, bare, stomach until they dived into the front of his pants grabbing at his hardened length. Against his will he broke the kiss, slamming his head back on the youngest’s shoulder. “Kyu-!“
Yesung and Kyuhyun met eyes again. Their identical smirks reached their eyes, because the eyes said it all.
‘That was easier than I thought.’
‘He worships you.’
‘He worships us.’
‘Let’s give him what he wants’
Pressing against Ryeowook, Yesung leaned over to capture Kyuhyun’s mouth in a much more precise and dominant way. He watched as their tongues rolled over each other, disappearing now and then behind lips and teeth. Ryeowook noticed Yesung had a habit of biting Kyuhun’s lower lip, being the more aggressive kisser, while Kyuhyun preferred to keep Yesung working for it, by pulling away ever so slightly. Caught in the middle of the gorgeous scene, Ryeowook was mesmerized, and very, very horny.
Not wanting to be ignored much longer, he rotated his hips in point, grinding against both opposing men’s erections.
Yesung exhaled loudly, unable to stop his grin as he pulled away from Kyuhyun to glance at Ryeowook. “Demanding aren’t we?”
Before Ryeowook could retort, Kyuhyun’s lips locked on his throat, sucking hard. All that came out of his mouth instead was a strangled moan as Kyuhyun’s hands stroked him again. This time Ryeowook took the incitive, hands fisting in Yesung’s dress shirt, he pulled him down for another kiss, slower this time.
Yesung slowly nibbled at his lower lip, a habit he seemed keen to use on Ryeowook as well, before his hands cupped his face just as Kyuhyun’s hand cupped his balls. Ryeowook’s body involuntarily jerked at the simultaneous contact.
Ryeowook’s hands reached out and groped for the hem of Yesung’s shirt, before lifting it up over his head and flung it across the room. Within moments, clothes were almost completely discarded. And as Yesung disappeared into the bathroom for a few moments, Kyuhyun had Ryeowook pinned to the wall.
Catching Ryeowook’s chin between his thumb and his forefinger, Kyuhyun finally kissed him. More gentle than Yesung, but also much more hot, if Ryeowook were to compare. It was as if Kyuhyun was kissing all of him at once. Suddenly his whole body felt very hot, and he was unable to keep his hands to himself.
“Hyung~!” Kyuhyun moaned as Ryeowook’s fingers close around his erection. Ryeowook couldn’t help but feel slightly empowered as he watched Kyuhyun lean on him completely, unable to keep standing on his own as the eternal magnae stroked faster and faster.
Suddenly Kyuhyun was on his knees, and Ryeowook was in his mouth. “Kyuhyun-Ah!” This was not what he was expecting. Kyuhyun grabbed at his hyungs ass, pulling him deeper into his mouth as he sucked hard.
Ryeowook nearly came right there. With Kyuhyun’s tongue swirling and his head spinning, he hadn’t even noticed that Yesung was back and was standing in front of them, holding something in his left hand, staring rather hungrily.
Smirking, Yesung pulled Kyuhyun away, before going down on the youngest, taking Kyuhyun all in his mouth, leaving a very breathless Ryeowook, his back against the wall, panting hard, to watch. He actually whined. “Yesung-hyung~!”
Kyuhyun groaned as Yesung pulled away and got to his feet, handing the youngest member the bottle he had brought from the bathroom. Their eyes met again in silence.
‘Your reward.’
‘Only because you wont be as gentle as I will.’
‘Take it or leave it.’
‘I’ll take it.’
Kyuhyun took the bottle, squirting the cool liquid on his hand, before glancing at Ryeowook, who seemed to understand. He gestured for Kyuhyun to come closer as he spread his legs slightly.
Leaning against him, his hand slid down to Ryeowook’s ass, massaging the entrance with the cool lubricant. His mouth inches from Ryeowook’s ear. “Hyung... Are you sure?” His voice just above a whisper.
His hands slowly reached up and tangled in Kyuhyun’s hair in response, just as one finger pushed itself in. “Don’t stop.” He gasped out. And suddenly Kyuhyun was inside of him, slow but deep. Keeping the thrusts shallow as Ryewook adjusted to the pain and the pressure.
But then it was pleasure, and Ryeowook found himself being lifted up the wall, and everything got deeper, faster, better.
Suddenly everything shifted; Yesung was behind them and Kyuhyun groaned. It took a few moments for him to realize what had happened as Yesung pounded into the youngest member, who in turn thrust deeper into Ryeowook. They all groaned.
Ryeowook gasped loudly as Kyuhyun nuzzled his face into his shoulder. He could only watch in awe as Yesung’s hair fell over his eyes, biting his lip with little grunts of his own with each thrust. He was gorgeous.
Soon Kyuhyun was practically screaming, the indignity didn't even register as the sensations of both ends hit him hard all at once. Yesung, thrusting twice as hard, grunts loudly as his lips crash down on Kyuhyun’s throat, and then Ryeowook sees white. Curling his toes, he gasped out above all other noises in the room as his own orgasm hits his body like a shockwave.
Suddenly their weight is too much, and their knees buckle, bringing them down in a sweaty heap of limbs, to the floor.
Yesung and Kyuhyun take turns kissing Ryewook, who is nearly asleep, gently, before locking gazes one last time.
‘He belongs to us now.’
‘More like we belong to him now.’
‘I get him next time.’
‘And I get top next time.’
Yesung chuckled quietly, before leaning over and kissing Kyuhyun.
Ryeowook, half-asleep, mumbled, “Where did Leader and Kangin-hyung go anyway?”
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PHAIL??? haha iunno~ uhhh... comments plz? My first suju fanfic ever and I usually fail with male only p0rn.
Oh and i apologise if i didnt get how they call eachother rite, im still new to the suju fandom... so OOC? shoot me XD
hope this compensates itself XD i stayed up late despite it being a school nite to finish!
Round Robin: Part 7
Author: mystic_water_
Rating: NC-17
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6
Upon hearing the laughter draw closer to their dressing room, Kangin took flight and pushed his leader to the back of the room, behind several rows of racks of clothing. Eeteuk found himself in no position to argue, what with being very naked and rather sticky and all. Both crouched down slightly just in time as the dressing room door opened and SuJu KRY strolled in.
"I should have known that was the reason Teukie has been so bitchy!" Yesung shook his head, and chuckled. "If I had realized sooner, I would have taken care of him myself, and much sooner."
"Hyung!" Ryeowook, who was in the process of changing his shirt, all too close to the clothing racks for Eeteuk's comfort, spun around to stare at Yesung with wide eyes.
"What? He's been a total bitch this week! Haven't you noticed?!" Yesung said defensively, waving a hand in emphasis.
Eeteuk glared at his dongsae from between shirts. "I wasn't that bad." he muttered under his breath, only loud enough for the naked Kangin to hear. Kangin smirked, Yesung had a point, but he had no intentions of sharing their leader any time soon.
Kyuhyun sauntered over behind the eternal magnae, his arms draping around him as he smirked up at their hyung. "Kim Jongwoon~! That’s not very nice. You know our Wookie gets jealous easily."
Even from across the room, Eeteuk could see Yesung's eyes darken. Ryeowook struggled to get out of Kyuhyun’s grasp.
"Ya! I'm n-not jealous!" with his face beet red, no one in the room was convinced.
With the magnae struggling so much, Kyuhyun was very aware that Ryeowook was very much naked from the waist up.
His eyes met and locked with Yesung's. No words were needed, the looks said it all.
"Hold him for me."
"Already on it."
"I'll reward you later."
"You can reward me now."
Kyuhyun smirked; his arms locking around Ryeowook’s waist, pulling his smaller body back tightly against his hips, grinding them into his ass slightly.
"Kyuhyun-ah!"
In an instant Yesung was there, kissing Ryeowook roughly at first, taking his attention away from the youngest member behind him. And Kyuhyun was totally fine with that, because when Yesung kisses someone one (or all) of three things usually happens.
1- The body finds itself in a state of shock, (which suited Kyuhyun fine, because Ryeowook would stop struggling).
2- Things get violent (not that Kyuhyun enjoyed watching a fight, but seeing Ryeowook get violent on Yesung, though unlikely, would have been totally worth it).
Or 3- Parties involved in said kiss get very naked, (and Kyuhyun was all for this reaction).
Not necessarily in that order, but Kyuhyun was hoping they could skip straight to reaction three.
Yesung’s hand tangled in the younger mans hair, tugging on it gently in hopes of gaining trust from his dongsae. It took Ryeowook all of 5 seconds before he could react properly, though it was a reaction no one was expecting.
He grabbed at Yesung’s hips and pulled hard, pulling the eldest against him. Yesung could not hold back the moan caught at the back of this throat as Ryeowook kissed back with twice the force. Even Kyuhyun had to groan at the sight.
So the Wookie was closet possessive. Interesting.
Ryeowook almost whimpered at the thought of Yesung fucking their leader. He would quite likely cry if he had time to think about it further; it made his everything hurt. His chest had tightened and his mouth had felt dry... but Yesung was fixing that now.
The tightness dropped to his groin and their mouths were, oh so wet, as tongues met and tangled.
He barely noticed Kyuhyun’s hands sliding down his flat, bare, stomach until they dived into the front of his pants grabbing at his hardened length. Against his will he broke the kiss, slamming his head back on the youngest’s shoulder. “Kyu-!“
Yesung and Kyuhyun met eyes again. Their identical smirks reached their eyes, because the eyes said it all.
‘That was easier than I thought.’
‘He worships you.’
‘He worships us.’
‘Let’s give him what he wants’
Pressing against Ryeowook, Yesung leaned over to capture Kyuhyun’s mouth in a much more precise and dominant way. He watched as their tongues rolled over each other, disappearing now and then behind lips and teeth. Ryeowook noticed Yesung had a habit of biting Kyuhun’s lower lip, being the more aggressive kisser, while Kyuhyun preferred to keep Yesung working for it, by pulling away ever so slightly. Caught in the middle of the gorgeous scene, Ryeowook was mesmerized, and very, very horny.
Not wanting to be ignored much longer, he rotated his hips in point, grinding against both opposing men’s erections.
Yesung exhaled loudly, unable to stop his grin as he pulled away from Kyuhyun to glance at Ryeowook. “Demanding aren’t we?”
Before Ryeowook could retort, Kyuhyun’s lips locked on his throat, sucking hard. All that came out of his mouth instead was a strangled moan as Kyuhyun’s hands stroked him again. This time Ryeowook took the incitive, hands fisting in Yesung’s dress shirt, he pulled him down for another kiss, slower this time.
Yesung slowly nibbled at his lower lip, a habit he seemed keen to use on Ryeowook as well, before his hands cupped his face just as Kyuhyun’s hand cupped his balls. Ryeowook’s body involuntarily jerked at the simultaneous contact.
Ryeowook’s hands reached out and groped for the hem of Yesung’s shirt, before lifting it up over his head and flung it across the room. Within moments, clothes were almost completely discarded. And as Yesung disappeared into the bathroom for a few moments, Kyuhyun had Ryeowook pinned to the wall.
Catching Ryeowook’s chin between his thumb and his forefinger, Kyuhyun finally kissed him. More gentle than Yesung, but also much more hot, if Ryeowook were to compare. It was as if Kyuhyun was kissing all of him at once. Suddenly his whole body felt very hot, and he was unable to keep his hands to himself.
“Hyung~!” Kyuhyun moaned as Ryeowook’s fingers close around his erection. Ryeowook couldn’t help but feel slightly empowered as he watched Kyuhyun lean on him completely, unable to keep standing on his own as the eternal magnae stroked faster and faster.
Suddenly Kyuhyun was on his knees, and Ryeowook was in his mouth. “Kyuhyun-Ah!” This was not what he was expecting. Kyuhyun grabbed at his hyungs ass, pulling him deeper into his mouth as he sucked hard.
Ryeowook nearly came right there. With Kyuhyun’s tongue swirling and his head spinning, he hadn’t even noticed that Yesung was back and was standing in front of them, holding something in his left hand, staring rather hungrily.
Smirking, Yesung pulled Kyuhyun away, before going down on the youngest, taking Kyuhyun all in his mouth, leaving a very breathless Ryeowook, his back against the wall, panting hard, to watch. He actually whined. “Yesung-hyung~!”
Kyuhyun groaned as Yesung pulled away and got to his feet, handing the youngest member the bottle he had brought from the bathroom. Their eyes met again in silence.
‘Your reward.’
‘Only because you wont be as gentle as I will.’
‘Take it or leave it.’
‘I’ll take it.’
Kyuhyun took the bottle, squirting the cool liquid on his hand, before glancing at Ryeowook, who seemed to understand. He gestured for Kyuhyun to come closer as he spread his legs slightly.
Leaning against him, his hand slid down to Ryeowook’s ass, massaging the entrance with the cool lubricant. His mouth inches from Ryeowook’s ear. “Hyung... Are you sure?” His voice just above a whisper.
His hands slowly reached up and tangled in Kyuhyun’s hair in response, just as one finger pushed itself in. “Don’t stop.” He gasped out. And suddenly Kyuhyun was inside of him, slow but deep. Keeping the thrusts shallow as Ryewook adjusted to the pain and the pressure.
But then it was pleasure, and Ryeowook found himself being lifted up the wall, and everything got deeper, faster, better.
Suddenly everything shifted; Yesung was behind them and Kyuhyun groaned. It took a few moments for him to realize what had happened as Yesung pounded into the youngest member, who in turn thrust deeper into Ryeowook. They all groaned.
Ryeowook gasped loudly as Kyuhyun nuzzled his face into his shoulder. He could only watch in awe as Yesung’s hair fell over his eyes, biting his lip with little grunts of his own with each thrust. He was gorgeous.
Soon Kyuhyun was practically screaming, the indignity didn't even register as the sensations of both ends hit him hard all at once. Yesung, thrusting twice as hard, grunts loudly as his lips crash down on Kyuhyun’s throat, and then Ryeowook sees white. Curling his toes, he gasped out above all other noises in the room as his own orgasm hits his body like a shockwave.
Suddenly their weight is too much, and their knees buckle, bringing them down in a sweaty heap of limbs, to the floor.
Yesung and Kyuhyun take turns kissing Ryewook, who is nearly asleep, gently, before locking gazes one last time.
‘He belongs to us now.’
‘More like we belong to him now.’
‘I get him next time.’
‘And I get top next time.’
Yesung chuckled quietly, before leaning over and kissing Kyuhyun.
Ryeowook, half-asleep, mumbled, “Where did Leader and Kangin-hyung go anyway?”
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PHAIL??? haha iunno~ uhhh... comments plz? My first suju fanfic ever and I usually fail with male only p0rn.
Oh and i apologise if i didnt get how they call eachother rite, im still new to the suju fandom... so OOC? shoot me XD