[fic] of sin and sinning and decadence.
of sin and sinning and decadence.
nc17 - yewonmin [yesung/siwon/changmin]
summary: their various beliefs and practices and how everything tarnishes and falls in front of lust. [religious kink]
yesung knows all the saints.
he recites them to siwon to tease him, to taunt him when yesung has his fingers deep inside of him and all siwon can do to protest is choke out a moan and thrash his head and tangle his fingers into yesung's hair.
yesung recites louder.
changmin knows the twelve nidānas.
he likes to whisper the cycle of desire and ignorance and craving to himself as siwon brings him to the edge of oblivion again and again with his mouth around changmin's cock. changmin stares at the ceiling and chants quietly to himself as siwon hums and moans and gasps.
siwon knows the seven sins.
he says them loudly, with pride in his heart, as yesung bends him over and changmin wraps himself around them both like eve's tempting snake. changmin's eyes are always a little too bright and he listens a little too carefully as siwon gasps into the pillow underneath him.
yesung doesn't have time for any of it. he cusses when changmin bites down on his nipple and takes the lord's name in vain and siwon tries to work out an indignant reply but he never can, because yesung pushes him down further, thrusts a little faster.
changmin never tells siwon in the morning that siwon takes the lord's name in vain too, then.
note: so, i have the biggest kink for religion during sex. it's so so so so bad, really. this comes from me being horrible.
nc17 - yewonmin [yesung/siwon/changmin]
summary: their various beliefs and practices and how everything tarnishes and falls in front of lust. [religious kink]
yesung knows all the saints.
he recites them to siwon to tease him, to taunt him when yesung has his fingers deep inside of him and all siwon can do to protest is choke out a moan and thrash his head and tangle his fingers into yesung's hair.
yesung recites louder.
changmin knows the twelve nidānas.
he likes to whisper the cycle of desire and ignorance and craving to himself as siwon brings him to the edge of oblivion again and again with his mouth around changmin's cock. changmin stares at the ceiling and chants quietly to himself as siwon hums and moans and gasps.
siwon knows the seven sins.
he says them loudly, with pride in his heart, as yesung bends him over and changmin wraps himself around them both like eve's tempting snake. changmin's eyes are always a little too bright and he listens a little too carefully as siwon gasps into the pillow underneath him.
yesung doesn't have time for any of it. he cusses when changmin bites down on his nipple and takes the lord's name in vain and siwon tries to work out an indignant reply but he never can, because yesung pushes him down further, thrusts a little faster.
changmin never tells siwon in the morning that siwon takes the lord's name in vain too, then.
note: so, i have the biggest kink for religion during sex. it's so so so so bad, really. this comes from me being horrible.