First Encounter
Title: First Encounter
Words: 600
Pairing: Heechul/Han Geng
Rating: nc-17 (It's kinda fluffy though.)
A continuation of Beginnings
Han Geng tried again. Gently, he grabbed Heechul’s arms and pulled him into a tight back hug. Heechul body was tense and cold. Han Geng hated seeing Heechul so overworked and stressed, his body looked strained, sickly, without makeup he looked completely lifeless. Han Geng wanted nothing more than to make his stress disappear, for him so smile and his cheeks to blush pink as they once did. He held him firmly, Heechul didn't move, Han Geng ran a soothing hand up Heechul's side, and Heechul gave in. He relaxed and tilted his head so Han Geng could drop his lips his neck and Heechul's body slackened into his.
It was when Han Geng's hand slid down Heechul's thigh and ghosted very close to the apex of his legs that he realized what Han Geng wanted, his whole body shivered and his knees went weak.
"Is it...okay?" Han Geng asked quietly.
Heechul's stomach was in a knot and his head was spinning but every inch of his body was suddenly on fire, he nodded.
Han Geng slid his hand down again, this time directly over the area, fingers splitting to outline it, Heechul gasped, his body was in over drive, he'd been touched like this before, but not by him, not by Han Geng. Slowly Han Geng went further, cupping the entirety and massaging is with his talented fingers. Heechul moaned softly bringing a hand to his mouth to stifle the last notes of it. The mix of being angry out of his mind only moments ago, and now having Han Geng doing things to him he'd only fantasized about left him drained, unable to do anything but want Han Geng's hands and mouth all over him.
Before they could even think about the bed Han Geng's hand was already halfway down Heechul's shorts, with his foot he spread Heechul's legs apart and nudged a thigh between them, he planted his foot on the edge of the bed and leaned back making his thigh press upward earning a groan of approval from Heechul.
"You've done this before haven't y-" Heechul was cut off by a groan as Han Geng's hand suddenly stroking him, long and slow, a throaty moan fell from his lips as Han Geng's hand took every inch of him. Han Geng slid his other hand under Heechul's shirt and caressed his soft stomach making sure not an inch was untouched, Heechul's skin flushed.
Han Geng licked the back of Heechul's ear and he nearly lost it. Collapsing slightly Han Geng tightened his arm around Heechul's waist and pulled him closer, bending his back, hips jutting outward, making a new mess of pleasure hit him, his eyes screwed shut and his legs twitched uncontrollably. Han Geng fisted him faster, now sucking at the base of his jaw. Within seconds Heechul cried out when his orgasm took him, warm and hard, coming undone into Han Geng's fist with a violent shudder.
. . .
"It's your turn for the shower you know." Heechul mumbled into Han Geng's chest ten minutes later.
. . .
"...Join me?"
Words: 600
Pairing: Heechul/Han Geng
Rating: nc-17 (It's kinda fluffy though.)
A continuation of Beginnings
Han Geng tried again. Gently, he grabbed Heechul’s arms and pulled him into a tight back hug. Heechul body was tense and cold. Han Geng hated seeing Heechul so overworked and stressed, his body looked strained, sickly, without makeup he looked completely lifeless. Han Geng wanted nothing more than to make his stress disappear, for him so smile and his cheeks to blush pink as they once did. He held him firmly, Heechul didn't move, Han Geng ran a soothing hand up Heechul's side, and Heechul gave in. He relaxed and tilted his head so Han Geng could drop his lips his neck and Heechul's body slackened into his.
It was when Han Geng's hand slid down Heechul's thigh and ghosted very close to the apex of his legs that he realized what Han Geng wanted, his whole body shivered and his knees went weak.
"Is it...okay?" Han Geng asked quietly.
Heechul's stomach was in a knot and his head was spinning but every inch of his body was suddenly on fire, he nodded.
Han Geng slid his hand down again, this time directly over the area, fingers splitting to outline it, Heechul gasped, his body was in over drive, he'd been touched like this before, but not by him, not by Han Geng. Slowly Han Geng went further, cupping the entirety and massaging is with his talented fingers. Heechul moaned softly bringing a hand to his mouth to stifle the last notes of it. The mix of being angry out of his mind only moments ago, and now having Han Geng doing things to him he'd only fantasized about left him drained, unable to do anything but want Han Geng's hands and mouth all over him.
Before they could even think about the bed Han Geng's hand was already halfway down Heechul's shorts, with his foot he spread Heechul's legs apart and nudged a thigh between them, he planted his foot on the edge of the bed and leaned back making his thigh press upward earning a groan of approval from Heechul.
"You've done this before haven't y-" Heechul was cut off by a groan as Han Geng's hand suddenly stroking him, long and slow, a throaty moan fell from his lips as Han Geng's hand took every inch of him. Han Geng slid his other hand under Heechul's shirt and caressed his soft stomach making sure not an inch was untouched, Heechul's skin flushed.
Han Geng licked the back of Heechul's ear and he nearly lost it. Collapsing slightly Han Geng tightened his arm around Heechul's waist and pulled him closer, bending his back, hips jutting outward, making a new mess of pleasure hit him, his eyes screwed shut and his legs twitched uncontrollably. Han Geng fisted him faster, now sucking at the base of his jaw. Within seconds Heechul cried out when his orgasm took him, warm and hard, coming undone into Han Geng's fist with a violent shudder.
. . .
"It's your turn for the shower you know." Heechul mumbled into Han Geng's chest ten minutes later.
. . .
"...Join me?"