"Sugar" Daddy
Title: "Sugar" Daddy
Paring: Hyukvi
Rating: NC 17
Summary: Define "sugar daddy"...
A really short pwp...
Sanghyuk sighed heavily, glaring at the computer screen as if it was some old enemy that decided to talk smack about him. Hongbin frowned, holding a mug of tea in one hand and his phone in the other, noticing Sanghyuk’s sour mood, walking over to look at whatever it was on his computer screen.
“What is wrong Hyuk?”
He didn’t understand what on earth the kid’s problem was.
“These shoes are too expensive.”
Hongbin glared at Sanghyuk but he was also upset with himself for even thinking that he would be upset by some sort of real issue. “Are you serious? Then just don’t get them.”
Sanghyuk whined, leaning back against the couch, never tearing his eyes off of the computer sitting on the coffee table right in front of him. “But I want them.”
“Then buy them.”
“But I don’t want to spend the money.”
Hongbin stood back up, groaning and shaking his head, “I don’t care Hyuk, do whatever you want I guess, I’m leaving.”
Sanghyuk finally turned away from his computer to watch Hongbin walk away, already scrolling through his phone. He sighed, leaning his head back on the couch. He needed those shoes, everything about them screamed ‘buy me’ but Hyuk didn’t really like spending that kind of money. He gasped, straightening up and smiling brightly.
But Wonshik was easily persuaded.
Sanghyuk knocked on Wonshik’s studio door twice before walking in, not really waiting for an answer, “Hey hyung~, are you busy?”
Wonshik looked up from the sheet music in front of him and turned to Sanghyuk, not sensing anything was up, much to Hyuk’s pleasure. “Naw, what’s up Hyuk?”
Sanghyuk smiled happily, moving over to Wonshik and immediately getting onto Wonshik’s lap, his legs on either of his lap, almost obscenely spreading his legs but he never lost his smile although Wonshik lost his fairly quickly. “I was just.. on my laptop hyung...” Hyuk paused for dramatic effect, wrapping his arms around Wonshik’s neck to softly play with the back of his hair, “And I saw these shoes that were really cute but they kinda cost a lot.” He pouted, scooting closer to Wonshik, “and I know you are just so talented and have so much money, and I thought, maybe, you could buy them for me?”
Wonshik swallowed hard, he fucking should have known but Hyuk’s ass was kind of sitting on his dick and he was pouting at him...basically Wonshik was a very, very, weak man, “Yea Hyuk...I c-can do that for you.”
Hyuk smiled, although it was anything but innocent, “Thank you so much Hyung! I know just how to...repay you~.”
Wonshik’s eyes widened, wanting to say Hyuk didn’t need to repay him because he just wanted to be good to the younger but Hyuk was already slipping off his lap to, instead, be between his legs. Wonshik swore part of his brain died from the mock innocent expression Hyuk had on his face while rubbing Wonshik through his pants and if it were anyone else Wonshik would be embarrassed with how quickly he became erect. Hyuk didn’t waste much time teasing and pushed down his sweatpants easily, smirking up at him from the lack of clothing and from how red Wonshik’s face was. Hyuk never broke eye contact with him while he leaned in and peppered small, wet kisses along the shaft up until he reached the head where he separated his lips to take in the head only he didn’t spread them quite enough and the drag of his lips made Wonshik tremble and grip the arms of his chair tightly. Hyuk hummed, slowly sinking down until the entire head was in his mouth so he could begin to suck nearly too hard, running his tongue repeatedly over the tip.
Wonshik groaned, sinking a little down his chair and spreading his legs wider, wanting to get as close to Hyuk as possible. It was so hard to not buck up into that mouth or grip his hair but Hyuk didn’t want him to do that. Hyuk ran this show and he always made sure Wonshik knew it. If Hyuk only wanted to blow Wonshik, that was all he was going to do and if Wonshik tried something else Hyuk would, sometimes, not do anything to him at all. In the beginning, the training period as Hyuk put it, if Wonshik tried to do something Hyuk didn’t feel like he would simply leave Wonshik high and dry, not looking back once. Wonshik has been left like this many times, whether Hyuk was sucking his dick or even once when they were fucking if Wonshik did something Hyuk didn’t happen to want at that very second, he would simply leave.
Wonshik looked down at Sanghyuk, not being able to look away when he started to bob his head while making such obscene sucking noises while doing so. Wonshik cussed softly under his breath when his erection ‘accidently’ slipped out of his mouth and Sanghyuk wouldn’t look away while he leaned forward to slowly run his tongue over the head before slowly guiding it back into his mouth. Wonshik was never able to last long when Hyuk was doing anything to him, somehow he could bring Wonshik to climax without much thought or effort and it was actually really unfair in Wonshik’s opinion. He threw his head back and groaned a bit too loudly, swearing and cumming into Hyuk’s mouth who swallowed everything way too easily. Wonshik looked down at Sanghyuk, hips jerking because he kept sucking on the head through the aftershocks of his orgasim. Sanghyuk stood up, wiping his mouth and smiling happily at Wonshik, leaning forward and kissing his cheek much like a daughter would when her dad agreed to buy her something.
“Thanks hyung!”
Wonshik watched Sanghyuk bounce out of the room, small blue checkbook in hand and a bright smile on his face. He groaned, pulling back up his sweatpants then rubbing his face too roughly.
He really needs to work on his willpower before he goes broke.
Paring: Hyukvi
Rating: NC 17
Summary: Define "sugar daddy"...
A really short pwp...
Sanghyuk sighed heavily, glaring at the computer screen as if it was some old enemy that decided to talk smack about him. Hongbin frowned, holding a mug of tea in one hand and his phone in the other, noticing Sanghyuk’s sour mood, walking over to look at whatever it was on his computer screen.
“What is wrong Hyuk?”
He didn’t understand what on earth the kid’s problem was.
“These shoes are too expensive.”
Hongbin glared at Sanghyuk but he was also upset with himself for even thinking that he would be upset by some sort of real issue. “Are you serious? Then just don’t get them.”
Sanghyuk whined, leaning back against the couch, never tearing his eyes off of the computer sitting on the coffee table right in front of him. “But I want them.”
“Then buy them.”
“But I don’t want to spend the money.”
Hongbin stood back up, groaning and shaking his head, “I don’t care Hyuk, do whatever you want I guess, I’m leaving.”
Sanghyuk finally turned away from his computer to watch Hongbin walk away, already scrolling through his phone. He sighed, leaning his head back on the couch. He needed those shoes, everything about them screamed ‘buy me’ but Hyuk didn’t really like spending that kind of money. He gasped, straightening up and smiling brightly.
But Wonshik was easily persuaded.
Sanghyuk knocked on Wonshik’s studio door twice before walking in, not really waiting for an answer, “Hey hyung~, are you busy?”
Wonshik looked up from the sheet music in front of him and turned to Sanghyuk, not sensing anything was up, much to Hyuk’s pleasure. “Naw, what’s up Hyuk?”
Sanghyuk smiled happily, moving over to Wonshik and immediately getting onto Wonshik’s lap, his legs on either of his lap, almost obscenely spreading his legs but he never lost his smile although Wonshik lost his fairly quickly. “I was just.. on my laptop hyung...” Hyuk paused for dramatic effect, wrapping his arms around Wonshik’s neck to softly play with the back of his hair, “And I saw these shoes that were really cute but they kinda cost a lot.” He pouted, scooting closer to Wonshik, “and I know you are just so talented and have so much money, and I thought, maybe, you could buy them for me?”
Wonshik swallowed hard, he fucking should have known but Hyuk’s ass was kind of sitting on his dick and he was pouting at him...basically Wonshik was a very, very, weak man, “Yea Hyuk...I c-can do that for you.”
Hyuk smiled, although it was anything but innocent, “Thank you so much Hyung! I know just how to...repay you~.”
Wonshik’s eyes widened, wanting to say Hyuk didn’t need to repay him because he just wanted to be good to the younger but Hyuk was already slipping off his lap to, instead, be between his legs. Wonshik swore part of his brain died from the mock innocent expression Hyuk had on his face while rubbing Wonshik through his pants and if it were anyone else Wonshik would be embarrassed with how quickly he became erect. Hyuk didn’t waste much time teasing and pushed down his sweatpants easily, smirking up at him from the lack of clothing and from how red Wonshik’s face was. Hyuk never broke eye contact with him while he leaned in and peppered small, wet kisses along the shaft up until he reached the head where he separated his lips to take in the head only he didn’t spread them quite enough and the drag of his lips made Wonshik tremble and grip the arms of his chair tightly. Hyuk hummed, slowly sinking down until the entire head was in his mouth so he could begin to suck nearly too hard, running his tongue repeatedly over the tip.
Wonshik groaned, sinking a little down his chair and spreading his legs wider, wanting to get as close to Hyuk as possible. It was so hard to not buck up into that mouth or grip his hair but Hyuk didn’t want him to do that. Hyuk ran this show and he always made sure Wonshik knew it. If Hyuk only wanted to blow Wonshik, that was all he was going to do and if Wonshik tried something else Hyuk would, sometimes, not do anything to him at all. In the beginning, the training period as Hyuk put it, if Wonshik tried to do something Hyuk didn’t feel like he would simply leave Wonshik high and dry, not looking back once. Wonshik has been left like this many times, whether Hyuk was sucking his dick or even once when they were fucking if Wonshik did something Hyuk didn’t happen to want at that very second, he would simply leave.
Wonshik looked down at Sanghyuk, not being able to look away when he started to bob his head while making such obscene sucking noises while doing so. Wonshik cussed softly under his breath when his erection ‘accidently’ slipped out of his mouth and Sanghyuk wouldn’t look away while he leaned forward to slowly run his tongue over the head before slowly guiding it back into his mouth. Wonshik was never able to last long when Hyuk was doing anything to him, somehow he could bring Wonshik to climax without much thought or effort and it was actually really unfair in Wonshik’s opinion. He threw his head back and groaned a bit too loudly, swearing and cumming into Hyuk’s mouth who swallowed everything way too easily. Wonshik looked down at Sanghyuk, hips jerking because he kept sucking on the head through the aftershocks of his orgasim. Sanghyuk stood up, wiping his mouth and smiling happily at Wonshik, leaning forward and kissing his cheek much like a daughter would when her dad agreed to buy her something.
“Thanks hyung!”
Wonshik watched Sanghyuk bounce out of the room, small blue checkbook in hand and a bright smile on his face. He groaned, pulling back up his sweatpants then rubbing his face too roughly.
He really needs to work on his willpower before he goes broke.