swimming
→ minho/onew, nc-17, au, 325 words
→ warning: implied drug use
→ posted this at tumblr a long while ago and i liked it enough to post it here. it's purely a coincidence that i'm posting it on onew's birthday, so this one's for him. hope someone enjoys you in your birthday suit. ;)
i want to say to you, come here and devour me instead.
this is how you look like as i watch you from your bed. i'm wearing your glasses and they make our favourite colours swim between us, flowing against the curve of your spine as you devour the words in front of you. i want to say to you, come here and devour me instead.
your room is too hot and i can't breathe properly. i peel off my sweater and shirt all at once and the pressure against my chest lessens, but still it's hard to breathe. i peel the dry skin off my bottom lip, hoping it won't bleed. i imagine you licking it away if it does, imagine it stained against your lips, and oh, imagine your blood-stained lips around my cock.
"minho," i whimper pathetically. you turn your head to look at me and i flush in embarrassment, suddenly hyper aware of how high i am and how sober you are.
"hot?" you ask patiently and i nod vigorously.
"help me. please?" your eyes move slowly down my body and stop to watch my hand rubbing against my cock through my pants, and fuck minho just come here already. you turn back to your work and i'm scared you just said no, but then i hear a book close and a chair scraping against the floor.
"fuck jinki," you mumble against the skin of my stomach and i nod again, not quite sure what i'm answering. your tongue laps at the pressure against my chest, swirls it around my hardening nipples, and at the same time, your hand lowers until it meets mine. you weave your fingers between mine to slow the stroking against my cock and i whine feebly which makes you smile against my throat.
i use my other hand to hold your face, pulling you up for a kiss. you push your mouth hard against mine and our teeth clash, and i distantly think of blood against your lips.
→ warning: implied drug use
→ posted this at tumblr a long while ago and i liked it enough to post it here. it's purely a coincidence that i'm posting it on onew's birthday, so this one's for him. hope someone enjoys you in your birthday suit. ;)
i want to say to you, come here and devour me instead.
this is how you look like as i watch you from your bed. i'm wearing your glasses and they make our favourite colours swim between us, flowing against the curve of your spine as you devour the words in front of you. i want to say to you, come here and devour me instead.
your room is too hot and i can't breathe properly. i peel off my sweater and shirt all at once and the pressure against my chest lessens, but still it's hard to breathe. i peel the dry skin off my bottom lip, hoping it won't bleed. i imagine you licking it away if it does, imagine it stained against your lips, and oh, imagine your blood-stained lips around my cock.
"minho," i whimper pathetically. you turn your head to look at me and i flush in embarrassment, suddenly hyper aware of how high i am and how sober you are.
"hot?" you ask patiently and i nod vigorously.
"help me. please?" your eyes move slowly down my body and stop to watch my hand rubbing against my cock through my pants, and fuck minho just come here already. you turn back to your work and i'm scared you just said no, but then i hear a book close and a chair scraping against the floor.
"fuck jinki," you mumble against the skin of my stomach and i nod again, not quite sure what i'm answering. your tongue laps at the pressure against my chest, swirls it around my hardening nipples, and at the same time, your hand lowers until it meets mine. you weave your fingers between mine to slow the stroking against my cock and i whine feebly which makes you smile against my throat.
i use my other hand to hold your face, pulling you up for a kiss. you push your mouth hard against mine and our teeth clash, and i distantly think of blood against your lips.