Love Marks Are Good Marks
Sungmin pushed the door open and half-expected, half-hoped to see the sight of Kyuhyun playing Star Craft and waiting up for him. On their trip back from Singapore, Ryeowook had told him that Yesung would even sit up and wait for him to return even when he needs to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night.
He scowled at the thought of getting up for the bathroom and returning to a wide-eyed Kyuhyun before they cuddled up and fell asleep together, and he made it a point to Ryeowook. The smaller man merely laughed good-naturedly and swatted his arm. “You’d like him to do that for you too, hyung! You just don’t know yet.”
He mentally laughed at himself when the sight of an empty bedroom greeted him. What was he thinking about? They weren’t fifteen and it wasn’t like they’d just gotten together yesterday. The life of old married couples, he thought.
Without turning around, he shut the door with a gentle kick and just as the door shut, he heard the click of the lock and he was pulled into a tight embrace with arms locked possessively around his waist.
The familiar feeling informed him of the person’s identity and he relaxed and shifted his weight onto the man behind him. Before he could even turn around, Kyuhyun’s teeth were on the back of his neck while his hands roamed Sungmin’s torso before finally slipping underneath his shirt.
Sungmin moaned at the contact and he could feel Kyuhyun’s breathing quicken as he breathed into Sungmin’s ear, “I’ve missed you…” He reached over his head and pulled Kyuhyun’s neck closer to him as he grinded tortuously against the taller man.
A sharp twist on his left nipple made Sungmin gasp out loud, followed by a less than gentle tug at his earlobe, “Stop being such a tease, hyung.”
Sungmin’s lips quirked and he spun around so quickly that it caught Kyuhyun off guard. “Make me stop… if you can.” The sultry look in Sungmin’s eyes drove Kyuhyun to the edge and he could barely breathe properly as Sungmin fisted the material of his shirt and slowly pushed him down onto their bed.
Kyuhyun knew how to play this game, so he lay very still and allowed Sungmin to pull his shirt off and eventually work his way down to his shorts. He inwardly gave himself a pat on the shoulder for changing into shorts and t-shirt earlier on, cutting short the process of stripping.
However, his thoughts were cut off abruptly and all the air in his lungs seemed to have been squeezed out as his entirely length was engulfed by the wet heat of Sungmin’s mouth. Kyuhyun propped himself up on his elbows as he looked at Sungmin’s head bobbing up and down and he couldn’t resist letting out a loud moan as Sungmin’s tongue flicked across the tip of his cock.
Sungmin couldn’t help grinning like a Cheshire cat as he released Kyuhyun’s cock with an obscenely loud pop that resounded through the room, turning up the heat.
Hot puffs of breath hit the sensitive skin of Kyuhyun’s inner thighs and he had to bite hard on his lower lip to hold in his moans as his fingers twisted the sheets underneath him.
The pain-pleasure proved to be too much for Kyuhyun to handle as he squirmed under Sungmin’s grip on his thighs and he let out a relieved sigh when Sungmin finally lifted his head after being satisfied with his work on Kyuhyun’s inner thighs.
Sungmin rolled over on his back and spread his legs open, dark eyes focused on Kyuhyun who had crawled on top of him. He smiled lazily as he reached down to stroke his hardness. Sungmin was patient and he played this game well because he knew Kyuhyun wouldn't be able to resist much longer.
Unlike Kyuhyun, Sungmin didn’t hold back and he let out a loud moan when Kyuhyun bit hard on his neck because he knew far too well how to push all of Kyuhyun’s buttons.
In between licking and biting on Sungmin’s neck, Kyuhyun lowered his voice as he breathed into Sungmin’s ear, “This is punishment for what you did to me just now,” followed by a particularly painful nip on the neck that made Sungmin yelp, though he couldn’t help but laugh in between moans as he was reminded of the marks he left on the younger.
Kyuhyun licked his way down, stopping to swirl his tongue around a nipple while teasing the other with his finger. He knew this was a sensitive spot so he made sure he gave the area extra attention because the erotic expressions that appeared on Sungmin’s face was more than worth the time.
Sungmin’s eyes were screwed shut and his fingers were entangled with Kyuhyun’s hair as he held him close to his chest, gasping and writhing with every touch. “More… Kyuhyun… more,” he managed in between moans and ragged breaths.
Kyuhyun responded by biting hard on a nipple and Sungmin’s eyes flew open as he released his grip on Kyuhyun’s hair so he could rub at the abused nub while frowning at Kyuhyun. The sight of Sungmin touching himself nearly drove Kyuhyun insane and he was almost sure Sungmin knew what he was doing to him, and he struggled to keep his hold on the game, “What?” he tried nonchalantly, though his hoarse voice betrayed him, “I had to make you let go so I could move down.”
With that, Kyuhyun took Sungmin’s cock into his mouth and gave as good as he was worth, swirling his tongue around the tip of Sungmin’s cock and purposefully making loud and exaggerated slurping noises just to see the color of Sungmin’s cheeks turn a shade darker. He moved lower, tongue skimming across Sungmin’s balls before taking each into his mouth, and Sungmin’s nails dug hard into his shoulder as his back arched off the bed to push himself closer to Kyuhyun.
Kyuhyun flinched at the slight burn on his shoulders -he was sure that there were going to be marks, and in response, he darted his tongue swiftly across Sungmin’s entrance and Sungmin moaned wantonly as his hands flew to Kyuhyun’s head, silently asking for more. Not that he really wanted to give in so quickly, but Kyuhyun could barely wait any longer.
He pressed Sungmin’s thighs further apart as his tongue pushed past the ring of muscle slowly and teasingly, causing Sungmin to whimper slightly before he let out a surprised yelp as Kyuhyun’s tongue plunged in deep and fast.
As Kyuhyun’s tongue stroked the sensitive nerves of his insides, Sungmin panted out in between moans, “Faster, Kyu… faster,” his voice laced with raw need and his body quivered with lust.
Kyuhyun could not wait any longer, he felt like he was about to burst. He pulled out of Sungmin abruptly and leaned over to the bedside drawer to retrieve the lube. The sudden emptiness left Sungmin squirming on the bed, only finding relief when he pushed two fingers into himself.
Kyuhyun turned around only to find Sungmin fucking himself on his own fingers while touching himself with the other hand, but he made no move to pull those fingers out. Instead, he coated his middle finger and pushed in roughly and moved in sync with Sungmin’s own fingers, “God… Min, you look so fucking hot like this,” Kyuhyun’s gaze on Sungmin was intent and all the bedroom talking just made the both of them even more needy.
The slight burn at his entrance caused Sungmin to hiss in pain, and a flash of worry appeared in Kyuhyun’s eyes. Though it was only momentary, because Kyuhyun knew how exactly to bring in the pleasure and he twisted his finger and pressed in deep and hard, and Sungmin screamed.
Sungmin pulled his fingers out, “Put two in,” he breathed out, and Kyuhyun was all too willing to comply. Sungmin threw his head backwards as another two fingers pressed into him, and Kyuhyun felt the heat pool at his stomach as he saw the droplets of perspiration glistening on Sungmin’s exposed skin, and he could not resist the urge to lick it away.
Kyuhyun pumped his fingers in and out of Sungmin, stretching him and teasing him with occasional flicks that brushed right against his prostate. “Yes, like this, Kyuhyun… like this,” Sungmin reached down and gripped Kyuhyun’s wrist and fucked himself faster on Kyuhyun’s fingers, moaning in satisfaction at the speed.
The sight was more than Kyuhyun could handle, and he thought it’s about fucking time to end all the teasing and touching and just get to the real thing. He pulled his fingers out of Sungmin and this time Sungmin didn't stop him because he knew the flow of things were just going to get better. However, he did stop Kyuhyun’s fumbling hands from grabbing a condom under the pillow.
Kyuhyun looked into Sungmin’s eyes questioningly and realized the other man was serious. Of course he wanted to just do it without the condom, but he knew how troublesome it was for Sungmin to clean up.
“But Min, it’s difficult to -” Sungmin cupped Kyuhyun’s cheek and lowered his head so their lips brushed against each other, slow and gentle, completely different from their frantic movements earlier, “I like it, Kyuhyun. Just fuck me like that -” Sungmin slammed into the last button.
Kyuhyun pushed into Sungmin in one smooth thrust, buried to the hilt. Sungmin tensed beneath him but adjusted to Kyuhyun’s length quickly, after all the prepping earlier on. “Like this? Min, like this?” Kyuhyun panted out as he thrust into Sungmin, “You like it like this?”
“Yes, Kyuhyun, yes -“ he dragged his nails down Kyuhyun’s biceps as the younger pushed his legs further apart so he could bury his throbbing cock deeper inside Sungmin.
Sungmin’s head was thrown back in pleasure and he was gasping, trying to catch his breath even as Kyuhyun’s length stroked his insides deep and hard, slamming right onto his prostate. His entire being just exuded sex and Kyuhyun’s cock twitched and he groaned into Sungmin’s neck, “God, you’re so beautiful, Min…”
Kyuhyun snapped his hips faster and grunted at the feeling of Sungmin’s walls tightening around his cock. He slammed hard into Sungmin once, twice -and emptied himself with a loud gasp of Sungmin’s name. Almost immediately, Sungmin mewled and came untouched at the feeling of warm liquid filling his insides, splattering his release all over Kyuhyun’s torso.
They remained in the same position for a little longer until both their erratic breathings had calmed. Kyuhyun combed through Sungmin’s hair, uncared for the perspiration, and pushed away the locks of hair that were in the way before pressing a kiss to Sungmin’s forehead, the tip of his nose, and finally his lips.
Sungmin’s eyes were closed, but he smiled and wrapped his arms around Kyuhyun, wincing slightly as Kyuhyun pulled out of him. He felt Kyuhyun’s arm curl around his waist but he was too tired to do more than mumbling a soft ‘Goodnight’.
Kyuhyun smiled contentedly at the sight of Sungmin in his arms and the mark he’d left on Sungmin’s neck, despite knowing well that the older man would glare at him the next morning for leaving such an obvious mark.
As he pulled Sungmin closer to himself, he shook off all other thoughts and just closed his eyes and inhaled deeply -the musky scent of sex and just Sungmin.
Everything else could wait.