(drabble) Eros
Pointless Kyuwook incest smut because there seems to be a shortage of QW smut lately lol. Okay, back to studying. Finals tomorrow, aish -.-
Eros | R
Kyuhyun/Ryeowook
Because the angels of love are blind.
"Kyu, don't--" Ryeowook cried out into his pillow, teeth grinding at the soft cotton as his younger brother's fingers sunk into his entrance slowly. Tears of shame stung his eyes when he felt his body betray his feelings, his hole clenching greedily around Kyuhyun's slippery digits, hungrily. The feeling of the younger boy's fingers stroking his inner walls deliciously pushed him past the point of breaking.
"Hyung," Kyuhyun crooned, his deep voice was gentle and so soothing that Ryeowook's eyelids fluttered close because he wanted to believe in his illusive fantasies that there was nothing wrong with sleeping with his blood brother. "Don't deny yourself like this. It'll be easier and better if you just surrender, hyung. You want this," Kyuhyun whispered, his wet tongue tracing the sensitive patch of skin below the older boy's earlobe. His words, like a vine of thorns, constrict around Ryeowook's heart and he couldn't breathe.
The moment calloused fingertips closed around Ryeowook's weeping arousal, he arched his back languidly, legs parting naturally to the pleasure and his body opening and swallowing more of Kyuhyun into him. Kyuhyun always had him twisted around his fingers and Ryeowook was fighting a losing a battle since the beginning. He realized that he had lost all his strength to resist. The wanton moan that left his parted lips sent shivers down both their backs.
"Yeah, just like that." Kyuhyun's eyes were dark with want as he drank in the sight of his brother so pliant and desperate under his ministrations and he dipped his tapered fingers deeper, moving them in a circular motion to make the tight muscles relax. The wild strokes at Ryeowook's inner walls ignited a fire in his very core and hushed his pleas into helpless whimpers. Kyuhyun curled his fingers and it tore another groan, another tremble from his older brother.
"Fuck me hard and fast. Make it hurt," Ryeowook whispered when he felt Kyuhyun align his hardness at the wet and pink gaping entrance. Kyuhyun looked at his brother with serious eyes, sweat dripping from the curled ends of his dark hair. Ryeowook's fingernails were digging into his biceps, and Kyuhyun gasped sharply when Ryeowook wrapped his legs around his waist and pushed himself back onto his younger brother's length, filling himself up to the hilt fluidly. It was the ache in his heart that sent Ryeowook's tears spilling.
"We both know this is wrong. Why are we still doing this?" Ryeowook whispered sadly; guilt was chewing at the creases of his heart, but Kyuhyun only smiled bitterly as he held onto the others' face, stroking the stained cheek tenderly. Kyuhyun's answer was the soft loving kiss he pressed to Ryeowook's.
They didn't need a reason for what they were doing. If they had one, there would be reasons why they should stop. Kyuhyun didn't want to stop.
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Eros | R
Kyuhyun/Ryeowook
Because the angels of love are blind.
"Kyu, don't--" Ryeowook cried out into his pillow, teeth grinding at the soft cotton as his younger brother's fingers sunk into his entrance slowly. Tears of shame stung his eyes when he felt his body betray his feelings, his hole clenching greedily around Kyuhyun's slippery digits, hungrily. The feeling of the younger boy's fingers stroking his inner walls deliciously pushed him past the point of breaking.
"Hyung," Kyuhyun crooned, his deep voice was gentle and so soothing that Ryeowook's eyelids fluttered close because he wanted to believe in his illusive fantasies that there was nothing wrong with sleeping with his blood brother. "Don't deny yourself like this. It'll be easier and better if you just surrender, hyung. You want this," Kyuhyun whispered, his wet tongue tracing the sensitive patch of skin below the older boy's earlobe. His words, like a vine of thorns, constrict around Ryeowook's heart and he couldn't breathe.
The moment calloused fingertips closed around Ryeowook's weeping arousal, he arched his back languidly, legs parting naturally to the pleasure and his body opening and swallowing more of Kyuhyun into him. Kyuhyun always had him twisted around his fingers and Ryeowook was fighting a losing a battle since the beginning. He realized that he had lost all his strength to resist. The wanton moan that left his parted lips sent shivers down both their backs.
"Yeah, just like that." Kyuhyun's eyes were dark with want as he drank in the sight of his brother so pliant and desperate under his ministrations and he dipped his tapered fingers deeper, moving them in a circular motion to make the tight muscles relax. The wild strokes at Ryeowook's inner walls ignited a fire in his very core and hushed his pleas into helpless whimpers. Kyuhyun curled his fingers and it tore another groan, another tremble from his older brother.
"Fuck me hard and fast. Make it hurt," Ryeowook whispered when he felt Kyuhyun align his hardness at the wet and pink gaping entrance. Kyuhyun looked at his brother with serious eyes, sweat dripping from the curled ends of his dark hair. Ryeowook's fingernails were digging into his biceps, and Kyuhyun gasped sharply when Ryeowook wrapped his legs around his waist and pushed himself back onto his younger brother's length, filling himself up to the hilt fluidly. It was the ache in his heart that sent Ryeowook's tears spilling.
"We both know this is wrong. Why are we still doing this?" Ryeowook whispered sadly; guilt was chewing at the creases of his heart, but Kyuhyun only smiled bitterly as he held onto the others' face, stroking the stained cheek tenderly. Kyuhyun's answer was the soft loving kiss he pressed to Ryeowook's.
They didn't need a reason for what they were doing. If they had one, there would be reasons why they should stop. Kyuhyun didn't want to stop.
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