Let me in
Title: Let me in
Pairing: Sungmin/Yunho
Rating: NC-17 (What else do I write.)
Summary: Yunho needs a distraction and thank goodness Sungmin’s still awake at this time of night.
"Let me in." Yunho texts Sungmin. Why Sungmin he's not sure, it just feels like a Sungmin kind of night. Yunho's sick of being cooped up in his dorm during this damn lawsuit, everything about his dorm is just too familiar, too many memories in too small of a space.
So here he is at Super Junior's dorm with his hood up to avoid being identified looking like some kind of stalker. It's late. It's really late, but Yunho doesn't care. It doesn't seem like Sungmin does either because he opens the door and lets Yunho in without a word. Sungmin looks tired but he gives a small smile and wow Sungmin's hair is long. Unstyled and wet from a shower it reaches just past his shoulders, it's soft and natural black and damn even yoochun's isn't that nice.
Yunho Shakes the thought of Yoochun out of his head and sits down on the living room floor because sometimes couches are just to small and too soft and floors are better anyway.
Sungmin turns on a small light and disappears. Yunho lies on the floor and stares at his reflection in the tv screen, content to spend the night there. Sungmin reappears minutes later and pokes him with his foot, offering a cup of tea. Yunho sits up and accepts it. Sungmin sits down next to him and pulls Yunho's hood down. Yunho would never admit it but he's really glad Sungmin didn't leave him alone, he hates being alone.
He swallows a mouthful of the drink and makes a face, it's got makgeolli in it. Not that he doesn't like makgeolli he just wasn't expecting it. But now that he thinks about it, it is a Sungmin kind of night. He finishes the drink, feeling better and better with every sip.
Sungmin says nothing, he doesn't ask any questions, doesn't ask if he's okay, doesn't scold him. The only sound he makes is his breathing that's getting louder the closer it gets to him.
Yunho doesn't resist the press of Sungmin's lips against his.
"Man you're wound tight." Sungmin says when Yunho jumps the second he gets his arms around him. "Relax." Sungmin's voice drips through the dim room and Yunho tries to calm down. He shivers and grabs Sungmin and kisses him again because too much talking not enough kissing. Sungmin laughs as Yunho struggles for control and Sungmin denies him again and again, tipping his head back, twisting his hands out of the way and shoving his tongue down his throat. Sungmin gets in his lap and ruts against him all nice and close and Yunho chokes back a whine.
"Don't be gentle." Yunho submits finally after ten minutes of battling, giving in with a huff.
"Why not?" Sungmin questions stroking a finger down his jaw, a dirty smile on his face. "What if i want to fuck you all hot and slow and watch you come all over yourself after hours of feeling my gigantic cock between your legs?" Yunho groans as Sungmin begins artfully working his mouth down his jaw and neck, nipping and sucking as he goes. He gets his hands on Yunho's chest and Yunho's breath hitches. His head falls back as sungmin sucks a hickey into his neck and smashes and twists the palms of his hands into Yunho's nipples. Yunho falls back and throws his leg around sungmin's hip burning for friction on his cock.
"Hurt me," Yunho begs, "just hurt me."
Sungmin scratches at him and Yunho sits up again, he drags his nails down to the hem of Yunho's hoodie and rips it off him. Sungmin gets at his pants and Yunho's lifts his hips to help and then his upper body thuds back to the ground as soon at Sungmin get's his hands on him. His whole body draws tight after only a few strokes of Sungmin's fist.
"Yeah you're gonna shoot before I get anywhere near inside you." Sungmin laments and sits on his thighs to keep them from jerking too much. He knew Yunho wasn't going to last but damn if he didn't hope. He clamps his other hand around yunho's neck and holds him down, squeezing just enough to stop the air flow but not enough to suffocate. He strokes faster and Yunho scrabbles at the floor and comes shooting ribbons of spunk all over his stomach.
"Fuck sorry." Sungmin withdraws his hand and finds it red. One of his nails had punctured Yunho's throat and there was a line of blood running from it. Before he could move and get the first-aid kit Yunho was grabbing him again and throwing him to the floor. He clawed off Sungmin's sweatpants, smearing his mess all over Sungmin's thighs as he gets his mouth under Sungmin's tank.
"Fuck" Sungmin says again as Yunho breaths hot on his cock, flicking his tongue out to taste the tip. Even though Sungmin's freshly showered his natural taste isn't masked completely by the soap. He buries his face into the musk and puts his tongue to work getting everything nice and wet. He slides his open mouth along the shaft taking the tip into his mouth for a split second before continuing down the other side, he get's his tongue on Sungmin's perineum and Sungmin curses again and grips his hand into Yunho's his hair pulling his head up to where it should be.
"Stop fucking around and-" Yunho gorges himself on Sungmin's cock taking him right down to the hilt and Sungmin Groans midway through his sentence. Blowjobs from Yunho are a rare treat, not because Yunho didn't like to give them, but because getting him alone was near impossible. Sungmin relishes Yunho's tongue on him, he wants this to last as long as possible. But he know it's not going to. Every time this happens Yunho has some dirty trick up his sleeve that has sungmin comeing apart in seconds.
Just as this thought passes he feels fingers pressing into his mouth, they taste like come and fuck how did Yunho know about his come fetish. Sungmin groans and sucks them dry, eyes rolling back into his head.
With his other hand Yunho bends Sungmin's knee and spreads him wider and sungmin keens. This fucker. He uses his new found levage to thrust up into Yunho's mouth. If he was going to give it up this fast at least he was going to make it good. Yunho responds by drawing his fingers out of his mouth and pushing himself up so sungmin is free to fuck his mouth. And sungmin does so relentlessly. Taking all he wants from Yunho's yielding throat. His hips freeze up as he comes and yunho coaxes the last of his seed out with a few bobs of his head and then releases him.
Sungmin's hips return to earth with a smack as he pants out the last of his orgasm. Yunho sit up and stretches his arms, smiling broadly, the streak of blood being washed away with drips of sweat.
"Thanks I needed that." He says, giving sugmin's hip a smack.
"Yeah no problem." Sungmin replies, making to effort to move.
"I still want you to fuck me though."
Sungmin groans. "Spend the night and we'll see about that in the morning."
Pairing: Sungmin/Yunho
Rating: NC-17 (What else do I write.)
Summary: Yunho needs a distraction and thank goodness Sungmin’s still awake at this time of night.
"Let me in." Yunho texts Sungmin. Why Sungmin he's not sure, it just feels like a Sungmin kind of night. Yunho's sick of being cooped up in his dorm during this damn lawsuit, everything about his dorm is just too familiar, too many memories in too small of a space.
So here he is at Super Junior's dorm with his hood up to avoid being identified looking like some kind of stalker. It's late. It's really late, but Yunho doesn't care. It doesn't seem like Sungmin does either because he opens the door and lets Yunho in without a word. Sungmin looks tired but he gives a small smile and wow Sungmin's hair is long. Unstyled and wet from a shower it reaches just past his shoulders, it's soft and natural black and damn even yoochun's isn't that nice.
Yunho Shakes the thought of Yoochun out of his head and sits down on the living room floor because sometimes couches are just to small and too soft and floors are better anyway.
Sungmin turns on a small light and disappears. Yunho lies on the floor and stares at his reflection in the tv screen, content to spend the night there. Sungmin reappears minutes later and pokes him with his foot, offering a cup of tea. Yunho sits up and accepts it. Sungmin sits down next to him and pulls Yunho's hood down. Yunho would never admit it but he's really glad Sungmin didn't leave him alone, he hates being alone.
He swallows a mouthful of the drink and makes a face, it's got makgeolli in it. Not that he doesn't like makgeolli he just wasn't expecting it. But now that he thinks about it, it is a Sungmin kind of night. He finishes the drink, feeling better and better with every sip.
Sungmin says nothing, he doesn't ask any questions, doesn't ask if he's okay, doesn't scold him. The only sound he makes is his breathing that's getting louder the closer it gets to him.
Yunho doesn't resist the press of Sungmin's lips against his.
"Man you're wound tight." Sungmin says when Yunho jumps the second he gets his arms around him. "Relax." Sungmin's voice drips through the dim room and Yunho tries to calm down. He shivers and grabs Sungmin and kisses him again because too much talking not enough kissing. Sungmin laughs as Yunho struggles for control and Sungmin denies him again and again, tipping his head back, twisting his hands out of the way and shoving his tongue down his throat. Sungmin gets in his lap and ruts against him all nice and close and Yunho chokes back a whine.
"Don't be gentle." Yunho submits finally after ten minutes of battling, giving in with a huff.
"Why not?" Sungmin questions stroking a finger down his jaw, a dirty smile on his face. "What if i want to fuck you all hot and slow and watch you come all over yourself after hours of feeling my gigantic cock between your legs?" Yunho groans as Sungmin begins artfully working his mouth down his jaw and neck, nipping and sucking as he goes. He gets his hands on Yunho's chest and Yunho's breath hitches. His head falls back as sungmin sucks a hickey into his neck and smashes and twists the palms of his hands into Yunho's nipples. Yunho falls back and throws his leg around sungmin's hip burning for friction on his cock.
"Hurt me," Yunho begs, "just hurt me."
Sungmin scratches at him and Yunho sits up again, he drags his nails down to the hem of Yunho's hoodie and rips it off him. Sungmin gets at his pants and Yunho's lifts his hips to help and then his upper body thuds back to the ground as soon at Sungmin get's his hands on him. His whole body draws tight after only a few strokes of Sungmin's fist.
"Yeah you're gonna shoot before I get anywhere near inside you." Sungmin laments and sits on his thighs to keep them from jerking too much. He knew Yunho wasn't going to last but damn if he didn't hope. He clamps his other hand around yunho's neck and holds him down, squeezing just enough to stop the air flow but not enough to suffocate. He strokes faster and Yunho scrabbles at the floor and comes shooting ribbons of spunk all over his stomach.
"Fuck sorry." Sungmin withdraws his hand and finds it red. One of his nails had punctured Yunho's throat and there was a line of blood running from it. Before he could move and get the first-aid kit Yunho was grabbing him again and throwing him to the floor. He clawed off Sungmin's sweatpants, smearing his mess all over Sungmin's thighs as he gets his mouth under Sungmin's tank.
"Fuck" Sungmin says again as Yunho breaths hot on his cock, flicking his tongue out to taste the tip. Even though Sungmin's freshly showered his natural taste isn't masked completely by the soap. He buries his face into the musk and puts his tongue to work getting everything nice and wet. He slides his open mouth along the shaft taking the tip into his mouth for a split second before continuing down the other side, he get's his tongue on Sungmin's perineum and Sungmin curses again and grips his hand into Yunho's his hair pulling his head up to where it should be.
"Stop fucking around and-" Yunho gorges himself on Sungmin's cock taking him right down to the hilt and Sungmin Groans midway through his sentence. Blowjobs from Yunho are a rare treat, not because Yunho didn't like to give them, but because getting him alone was near impossible. Sungmin relishes Yunho's tongue on him, he wants this to last as long as possible. But he know it's not going to. Every time this happens Yunho has some dirty trick up his sleeve that has sungmin comeing apart in seconds.
Just as this thought passes he feels fingers pressing into his mouth, they taste like come and fuck how did Yunho know about his come fetish. Sungmin groans and sucks them dry, eyes rolling back into his head.
With his other hand Yunho bends Sungmin's knee and spreads him wider and sungmin keens. This fucker. He uses his new found levage to thrust up into Yunho's mouth. If he was going to give it up this fast at least he was going to make it good. Yunho responds by drawing his fingers out of his mouth and pushing himself up so sungmin is free to fuck his mouth. And sungmin does so relentlessly. Taking all he wants from Yunho's yielding throat. His hips freeze up as he comes and yunho coaxes the last of his seed out with a few bobs of his head and then releases him.
Sungmin's hips return to earth with a smack as he pants out the last of his orgasm. Yunho sit up and stretches his arms, smiling broadly, the streak of blood being washed away with drips of sweat.
"Thanks I needed that." He says, giving sugmin's hip a smack.
"Yeah no problem." Sungmin replies, making to effort to move.
"I still want you to fuck me though."
Sungmin groans. "Spend the night and we'll see about that in the morning."