[fic] Misdeeds and Misfire
Misdeeds and Misfire
nc17 - hoheehae [yunho/heechul/donghae] +girl
summary: they play games because it's what takes them higher; their eyes on each other is silk on their skins.
Yunho can feel their eyes on him, and it makes everything around him warmer and brighter. He doesn’t think about the girl underneath him, the one’s who’s moaning his name and pulling his hair and licking his neck. He doesn’t even look at her; she’s nothing but a body, something he wouldn’t even have touched under usual circumstances.
He groans, blinks, and the hungry eyes on his body are better then the flesh against his.
“You’re slowing…” Heechul’s voice is soft and hard, a steel bar wrapped in velvet, though his eyes are full of something that Yunho doesn’t name out loud, because that causes too much trouble. It’s sweet when it’s unknown.
Yunho blinks, looks down at the girl that’s started to make little soft sounds of need, hips rolling against his. He doesn’t quite like the way she’s loose around his cock, loose and wet in a way he doesn’t feel often. His thoughts start to wander down that road, and Yunho tries hard not to lose interest. He thinks that maybe he just can’t do this, that maybe it was a bad idea, but Donghae’s voice catches his attention.
He looks over again, and he instantly moans, and instinctively rolls his hips. The girl likes that, he thinks absently.
Heechul and Donghae have started their own game, and Yunho would much rather be there then here with his bag of flesh and bones. Heechul’s wrapped around Donghae, sitting on his lap with his hands tangled in his hair and his legs around his waist and their mouths attached so closely that Yunho can’t tell where one starts and the other begins. Heechul’s grinding into Donghae, hips rolling in a way that the dancer in Yunho wishes Heechul could do onstage too, not just in the bedroom.
Yunho swallows, remembers that he’s actually fucking someone right then. The girl’s noise are grating, and he moves faster, harder, wanting her to be done and gone so he can have his fun too. He pants, shakes the sweat out of his eyes, and catches Donghae’s eyes. Donghae’s hands are somewhere in Heechul’s pants, but his eyes are watching Yunho with a grin, telling him to hurry.
It’s all Heechul’s fault that he’s doing this. All because Heechul was curious, which can usually be a bad thing. And because you really can’t deny Heechul, no matter how strange or outlandish his requests are.
Heechul suddenly looks over his shoulder and frowns at him, even though his eyes are clouded over with pleasure. “I don’t like the girl here after all, Yunho. Hurry and get rid of her.” He sounds pouty, Heechul doesn’t like his ideas to go bad.
But Yunho’s just glad he’s come to his senses quicker then usual, and he hurries to finish with the girl, because Heechul and Donghae have both stopped playing around to watch him, and the promise in their eyes feels like silk against his skin.
note:: i don't even know when in the world i wrote this, but apparently from my notes, i did it after watching some youtube vid of hoheehae bffery. i tried looking for it but it got removed, so now i can't even go back and see what fueled my insanity, and i can't explain where this comes from. -bricked-
nc17 - hoheehae [yunho/heechul/donghae] +girl
summary: they play games because it's what takes them higher; their eyes on each other is silk on their skins.
Yunho can feel their eyes on him, and it makes everything around him warmer and brighter. He doesn’t think about the girl underneath him, the one’s who’s moaning his name and pulling his hair and licking his neck. He doesn’t even look at her; she’s nothing but a body, something he wouldn’t even have touched under usual circumstances.
He groans, blinks, and the hungry eyes on his body are better then the flesh against his.
“You’re slowing…” Heechul’s voice is soft and hard, a steel bar wrapped in velvet, though his eyes are full of something that Yunho doesn’t name out loud, because that causes too much trouble. It’s sweet when it’s unknown.
Yunho blinks, looks down at the girl that’s started to make little soft sounds of need, hips rolling against his. He doesn’t quite like the way she’s loose around his cock, loose and wet in a way he doesn’t feel often. His thoughts start to wander down that road, and Yunho tries hard not to lose interest. He thinks that maybe he just can’t do this, that maybe it was a bad idea, but Donghae’s voice catches his attention.
He looks over again, and he instantly moans, and instinctively rolls his hips. The girl likes that, he thinks absently.
Heechul and Donghae have started their own game, and Yunho would much rather be there then here with his bag of flesh and bones. Heechul’s wrapped around Donghae, sitting on his lap with his hands tangled in his hair and his legs around his waist and their mouths attached so closely that Yunho can’t tell where one starts and the other begins. Heechul’s grinding into Donghae, hips rolling in a way that the dancer in Yunho wishes Heechul could do onstage too, not just in the bedroom.
Yunho swallows, remembers that he’s actually fucking someone right then. The girl’s noise are grating, and he moves faster, harder, wanting her to be done and gone so he can have his fun too. He pants, shakes the sweat out of his eyes, and catches Donghae’s eyes. Donghae’s hands are somewhere in Heechul’s pants, but his eyes are watching Yunho with a grin, telling him to hurry.
It’s all Heechul’s fault that he’s doing this. All because Heechul was curious, which can usually be a bad thing. And because you really can’t deny Heechul, no matter how strange or outlandish his requests are.
Heechul suddenly looks over his shoulder and frowns at him, even though his eyes are clouded over with pleasure. “I don’t like the girl here after all, Yunho. Hurry and get rid of her.” He sounds pouty, Heechul doesn’t like his ideas to go bad.
But Yunho’s just glad he’s come to his senses quicker then usual, and he hurries to finish with the girl, because Heechul and Donghae have both stopped playing around to watch him, and the promise in their eyes feels like silk against his skin.
note:: i don't even know when in the world i wrote this, but apparently from my notes, i did it after watching some youtube vid of hoheehae bffery. i tried looking for it but it got removed, so now i can't even go back and see what fueled my insanity, and i can't explain where this comes from. -bricked-