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Title: "The Moment"
Pairing: HanChul
Rating: M - PWP [TOP!CHUL]
Word Count: 2483
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own these guys~ agirlcandreamthough
Summary: Hangeng just had his first solo show and comes backstage to find someone waiting for him. pwp
For my Hannie; whineey
Hangeng smiled brightly as he stared out at the audience, sweat running down his face and he could hear his heart pounding in his ears but it didn’t alter the amazing sound of a room full of fans screaming for him, screaming for more, proclaiming their love for him. Hangeng loved it, and he’d missed it dearly during his lawsuit against SME. He bowed once again before blowing kisses and walking backstage where he bounced around, beaming brightly at the congratulations from the staff and select few friends there to cheer him on. The adrenaline was still pumping through his veins. It was amazing, like debuting with Super Junior all over again, except all attention was on him, the spotlight wasn’t shared. Not that he’d minded sharing anyway. He got into his dressing room, checking his phone, messages from the members of Super Junior and his older friends from Korea as well as family and friends in China, Hangeng smiled to himself and tossed the phone into his bag, moving to shower in the small dressing room. The hot water felt good, reminded him of trying to cram into the shower backstage after Super Junior performances, always having to shower in his underwear in pairs or groups just to get everyone cleaned up and pushed on to the next appearance, TV show, interview or dorms. He smiled softly, being allowed to relax in the shower was a weird feeling but he was definitely getting used to it again. He washed the hairspray from his hair and climbed out, throwing on his jeans and t-shirt and towel drying his hair. He wasn’t planning on going to the after-party until later anyway, he had plenty of time. Wandering out, Hangeng absent-mindedly tossed his dirty clothes onto a chair somewhere to his left as he walked to get his phone. Only a noise grabbed his attention, Hangeng spinning around to stare, his eyes wide-open.
“You know, your t-shirt smells like ass.” Came the voice from the corner of the room. Hangeng stared silently, not sure what to make. The messy blonde hair appeared from under the t-shirt tossed carelessly over Heechul’s face, then came the bemused look on the feminine males face as the material was tossed onto the floor carelessly. Hangeng wasn’t sure if he was hallucinating or if Heechul was really sat there. Either way, he didn’t mind as he slowly made his way closer, the rational part of his brain telling him he’d slipped in the shower and was laid unconscious right now waiting to be found. He swallowed as Heechul stood up, he’d lost weight since Hangeng’s departure, that was obvious but he looked so good. Hangeng gave a nervous smile.
“Did you catch the show..Hyung?” His Korean was back to it’s usual heavily accented, stuttering mess that it was at the start of Super Junior. Heechul snorted and brushed his hair back into place, fixing those large eyes on Hangeng again.
“I did. I didn’t like how the dancers were getting too close to you though.” He pouted softly before he snorted and shrugged. “I’m impressed if I’m honest Hangeng. A 3D you, orchestra, you really pulled out all the stops!” Hangeng smiled, he was so happy Heechul wasn’t being negative about the solo performance.
“Yeah, I wanted it to be special for me and the fans.” Heechul snorted and shook his head, pushing his sleeves up as his eyes wandered over Hangeng, pretty much as they had when they had that first awkward meeting.
“I suppose you’re going to party and get wasted now?” Heechul perked one eyebrow, still admiring the way Hangeng glowed now, how he looked a lot more handsome and healthier, he didn’t know how he was keeping so calm and collected. Hangeng shrugged, moving to wrap his arms around Heechul’s waist and tug him close.
“That depends…if something more interesting is on offer.” He chuckled as Heechul wrapped his arms around the Chinese males shoulders, hugging him close. Hangeng smiled and nuzzled his face into Heechul’s hair. He figured he could skip the after party in order to take Heechul out on a date, then arrive at the party later. He smiled when he went to pull back, Heechul having an iron tight grip on him.
“Nu-uh, you’re going nowhere.” Heechul muttered into Hangeng’s shoulder, squeezing him a little. “I’ve waited months, you can at least make it worth the long flight here.” Hangeng chuckled, he was expecting a slap to the face or an angry Heechul screaming at him for some reason, not this display of affection which was somewhat out of character for the elder. He smiled, kissing the top of Heechul’s head, the other lifting his head to stare up at the Chinese male. A moment of silence passed before there was that hesitant press of lips against lips, a simple kiss, but it meant a lot to them both. Hangeng felt his heart beating faster at the feeling of Heechul in his arms again, his fingers curling gently into the male’s jacket as the kiss turned a little more passionate. Heechul pressing his body tightly against Hangeng’s as though he was trying to make them become one person, kissing the younger male as though his life depended on it, his eyes closed as a hand slipped into his hair, Hangeng’s fingers laced between the soft strands. There was barely a gap between them as they kissed, Heechul’s fingers dipping under Hangeng’s shirt to stroke the males body, Heechul pulling back suddenly to stare up at him, one eyebrow perked slightly.
“You got toned?” He smirked, pulling Hangeng’s shirt up and off, Heechul’s eyes raking over the body before him before he attacked the males neck with kisses, moving along his shoulders and kissing down Hangeng’s chest, as though he was worshiping Hangeng’s body. The latter chuckled softly, running his fingers through Heechul’s hair, he actually loved the messy, blond, surfer-look the other seemed to be carrying off at that moment. Heechul pulled back to admire the small love-bite he’d left on Hangeng’s hip, his eyes following the lines and definition of Hangeng’s lower half until it disappeared underneath Hangeng’s underwear and jeans He lifted his eyes up and kissed Hangeng again, pressing their bodies together, feeling the hardening form concealed by Hangeng’s clothing. Heechul chuckled softly, rolling his hips against Hangeng’s with a small smirk, tugging him over to the couch placed just behind them. He pushed the younger onto it and knelt down in front of him, one hand ghosting up Hangeng’s thigh and massaging him lightly through the rough denim.
“You always were easily aroused Hannie.” He mused out loud, unfastening the others button to slide the jeans down, Hangeng’s hips lifting in desperation to have less clothing on his heated body. Heechul made sure to slide the jeans and the others underwear off, leaving Hangeng completely naked while Heechul was still fully clothed. He chuckled softly, kissing along the inside of Hangeng’s thighs, the male’s legs parting slowly, almost automatically. Hangeng reached down to tug at Heechul’s shirt, indicating for the older to take it off. Heechul tutted and pulled back, tugging his shirt off and placing it on the floor beside him, Hangeng smiled softly at the pale skin on show to him now, watching how Heechul’s shoulders as he moved closer to Hangeng, kissing up his thighs, nipping gently from time to time before his lips found Hangeng’s cock, placing multiple kisses along the heated skin, his eyes flickering upwards to watch as Hangeng’s eyes flickered closed. It had been too long since either of them had been intimate, with each other or anyone else. Heechul had slept with a couple of people once Hangeng left but, none of them were as good or made Heechul feel as amazing as Hangeng did. He smirked up at Hangeng before taking the others length into his mouth, Hangeng’s hips pressing up at the warm, wet heat surrounding him, a moan spilling from his lips as Heechul started to move his head, curling his tongue around the head, tracing patterns on the heated skin, anything to draw more moans from Hangeng.
His hips pressed up, trying to get more from Heechul, only to have them firmly pressed against the sofa cushions by Heechul’s delicate hands. He whimpered softly when Heechul pulled away, his eyes snapping open to attempt to glare at the older, only for it to stop dead when he watched Heechul wriggling out of his skin-tight jeans and moving to pluck a bag from the side of the chair he was originally sat on. He wandered back to Hangeng, climbing onto the others lap and kissing him hard, rocking his hips against Hangeng’s, the latter moaning at the feeling of the material of Heechul’s underwear against his bare skin. Heechul chuckled softly into the kiss, keeping his hips moving, despite Hangeng gripping his hips tightly. He pulled his head back as he moaned, pushing his hips up against Heechul’s.
“H-heechul…stop teasing m-me..” He panted out, his hazy eyes fixing on Heechul’s. The elder chuckled softly, leaning down to litter kisses over Hangeng’s neck.
“You need to move then, I can’t balance you on the edge of the sofa Hannie.” He muttered, biting the male’s neck gently, swiping his tongue over the reddening skin. Hangeng groaned, reluctantly letting Heechul get off of him, shifting to lay on the sofa, almost killing himself to not stroke himself as he watched Heechul slide his underwear off, Hangeng swallowing thickly as he stared at Heechul’s body, eyes lingering on the others arousal before he forced himself to look back at Heechul’s face. He heard the snap of a cap opening, Hangeng hadn’t even realised when Heechul had grabbed the bottle of lubricant, he licked his lips as he watched Heechul slowly coat his fingers in the cold liquid, smirking at Hangeng before he took his place between the others legs, leaning over to curl his tongue around the other’s erection again before pushing a finger inside the other, feeling how tight Hangeng was. He chuckled around the flesh in his mouth, sucking to try and stop the pain Hangeng would be feeling before slipping in a second finger, stretching the Chinese male to try and prep him for the better thing later. He kept sucking, flicking his tongue over the tip from time to time as he pushed his fingers deeper inside Hangeng, curling them gently to find the male’s prostate, chuckling when Hangeng’s hips snapped upwards and a loud moan ripped from his throat.
“Oh…fuck!” He cried out, rocking his hips against the fingers teasing him. Heechul pulled back quickly, not wanting Hangeng to come undone just yet, the latter whining at the loss and rocking his hips to try and find that feeling again. Heechul sat up and brushed his hair from his face, grabbing the bottle to smear the liquid over his own cock, hips rolling a little before he placed his hands on Hangeng’s hips and pulled him close. He kissed the male’s lips tenderly before he pressed himself inside, taking the few moments of stillness to admire Hangeng, how he looked with his head to one side, eyes closed and his breath coming in heavy pants. He smiled softly, his heart skipping at the sight of his beautiful Chinese lover beneath him. Heechul had definitely missed Hangeng. His thoughts were snapped back to the present when Hangeng rolled his hips and babbled something in Chinese that Heechul took as the sign to start moving. He grinned, sliding a hand down Hangeng’s arm to lace their fingers together as he pulled back before thrusting back in again. He didn’t want this to just be sex, this was their first time together after months, this was more making love than simple mindless sins of the flesh. Heechul moaned softly as Hangeng rocked his hips back against the thrusts, a hint to go a little quicker, their eyes never broke their stare. Heechul gave a small smile as he rocked his hips a little quicker, slamming into Hangeng harder and a little deeper each time. He loved the moans Hangeng kept letting spill from him, he’d missed the sound, the feeling of how hot and tight Hangeng was around him. He felt his heart swelling as he continued staring before he lowered his head, not wanting to cry during sex, that was just pathetic. He took a deep breath as Hangeng started to tense around him, Heechul pulling Hangeng’s legs around him, hitching them higher as he pressed on, panting and moaning as he felt Hangeng’s muscles tensing, indicating the other was getting close. Heechul leaned down to kiss Hangeng, moving his hips a little faster as he felt that tight coil in his lower stomach starting to tighten up. He moved his free hand between their bodies, long thin fingers curling over Hangeng’s cock, stroking fast with his thumb stroking over the wet tip. Hangeng’s back arched up, his hips jerking as he felt himself tumble over the edge, a loud cry of Heechul’s name before he came over his beloved’s hand and his own stomach. Heechul groaned at the tightness suddenly suffocating me, a few more thrusts and he released inside Hangeng, biting the others neck softly as he did.
They lay silently in the aftermath of their orgasms, Heechul panting heavily as he rest his head against Hangeng’s chest listening to his rapid heartbeat. Hangeng smiled and combed his fingers through his hair, his breath hitching when Heechul tenderly pulled out and laid beside Hangeng, their legs tangled and fingers laced together, resting on Hangeng’s stomach. Hangeng smiled tiredly as he looked at Heechul, combing his fingers through the others hair.
“I missed you Heenim.” He whispered softly, tilting Heechul’s chin up to kiss his lips softly. Heechul rolled his eyes and nipped Hangeng’s lower lip.
“You left me Hannie. You didn’t call for months, you hurt me.” He whispered back, his eyes shining a little.
“I know and I’m sorry…but, we can still be together. We’ll work it around our schedules, so we can have our days off together, hide away somewhere in the world and just forget about everyone else.” Hangeng nodded. “I love you Heechul and I’ve missed you so much, I’ll never hurt you like that again. Seeing you tonight reminded me, as well as how amazing our sex is.” He chuckled and nodded, glancing at Heechul, noticing the other had drifted off to sleep, still holding onto Hangeng. Hangeng laughed softly and rolled onto his side, curling Heechul’s body against his own, tucking the elders head underneath his chin as he closed his own eyes. He’d shower when they woke up and then go to the party, for now, he was more than content to just enjoy the moment in the arms of his beloved, where he should be.
Pairing: HanChul
Rating: M - PWP [TOP!CHUL]
Word Count: 2483
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own these guys~ agirlcandreamthough
Summary: Hangeng just had his first solo show and comes backstage to find someone waiting for him. pwp
For my Hannie; whineey
Hangeng smiled brightly as he stared out at the audience, sweat running down his face and he could hear his heart pounding in his ears but it didn’t alter the amazing sound of a room full of fans screaming for him, screaming for more, proclaiming their love for him. Hangeng loved it, and he’d missed it dearly during his lawsuit against SME. He bowed once again before blowing kisses and walking backstage where he bounced around, beaming brightly at the congratulations from the staff and select few friends there to cheer him on. The adrenaline was still pumping through his veins. It was amazing, like debuting with Super Junior all over again, except all attention was on him, the spotlight wasn’t shared. Not that he’d minded sharing anyway. He got into his dressing room, checking his phone, messages from the members of Super Junior and his older friends from Korea as well as family and friends in China, Hangeng smiled to himself and tossed the phone into his bag, moving to shower in the small dressing room. The hot water felt good, reminded him of trying to cram into the shower backstage after Super Junior performances, always having to shower in his underwear in pairs or groups just to get everyone cleaned up and pushed on to the next appearance, TV show, interview or dorms. He smiled softly, being allowed to relax in the shower was a weird feeling but he was definitely getting used to it again. He washed the hairspray from his hair and climbed out, throwing on his jeans and t-shirt and towel drying his hair. He wasn’t planning on going to the after-party until later anyway, he had plenty of time. Wandering out, Hangeng absent-mindedly tossed his dirty clothes onto a chair somewhere to his left as he walked to get his phone. Only a noise grabbed his attention, Hangeng spinning around to stare, his eyes wide-open.
“You know, your t-shirt smells like ass.” Came the voice from the corner of the room. Hangeng stared silently, not sure what to make. The messy blonde hair appeared from under the t-shirt tossed carelessly over Heechul’s face, then came the bemused look on the feminine males face as the material was tossed onto the floor carelessly. Hangeng wasn’t sure if he was hallucinating or if Heechul was really sat there. Either way, he didn’t mind as he slowly made his way closer, the rational part of his brain telling him he’d slipped in the shower and was laid unconscious right now waiting to be found. He swallowed as Heechul stood up, he’d lost weight since Hangeng’s departure, that was obvious but he looked so good. Hangeng gave a nervous smile.
“Did you catch the show..Hyung?” His Korean was back to it’s usual heavily accented, stuttering mess that it was at the start of Super Junior. Heechul snorted and brushed his hair back into place, fixing those large eyes on Hangeng again.
“I did. I didn’t like how the dancers were getting too close to you though.” He pouted softly before he snorted and shrugged. “I’m impressed if I’m honest Hangeng. A 3D you, orchestra, you really pulled out all the stops!” Hangeng smiled, he was so happy Heechul wasn’t being negative about the solo performance.
“Yeah, I wanted it to be special for me and the fans.” Heechul snorted and shook his head, pushing his sleeves up as his eyes wandered over Hangeng, pretty much as they had when they had that first awkward meeting.
“I suppose you’re going to party and get wasted now?” Heechul perked one eyebrow, still admiring the way Hangeng glowed now, how he looked a lot more handsome and healthier, he didn’t know how he was keeping so calm and collected. Hangeng shrugged, moving to wrap his arms around Heechul’s waist and tug him close.
“That depends…if something more interesting is on offer.” He chuckled as Heechul wrapped his arms around the Chinese males shoulders, hugging him close. Hangeng smiled and nuzzled his face into Heechul’s hair. He figured he could skip the after party in order to take Heechul out on a date, then arrive at the party later. He smiled when he went to pull back, Heechul having an iron tight grip on him.
“Nu-uh, you’re going nowhere.” Heechul muttered into Hangeng’s shoulder, squeezing him a little. “I’ve waited months, you can at least make it worth the long flight here.” Hangeng chuckled, he was expecting a slap to the face or an angry Heechul screaming at him for some reason, not this display of affection which was somewhat out of character for the elder. He smiled, kissing the top of Heechul’s head, the other lifting his head to stare up at the Chinese male. A moment of silence passed before there was that hesitant press of lips against lips, a simple kiss, but it meant a lot to them both. Hangeng felt his heart beating faster at the feeling of Heechul in his arms again, his fingers curling gently into the male’s jacket as the kiss turned a little more passionate. Heechul pressing his body tightly against Hangeng’s as though he was trying to make them become one person, kissing the younger male as though his life depended on it, his eyes closed as a hand slipped into his hair, Hangeng’s fingers laced between the soft strands. There was barely a gap between them as they kissed, Heechul’s fingers dipping under Hangeng’s shirt to stroke the males body, Heechul pulling back suddenly to stare up at him, one eyebrow perked slightly.
“You got toned?” He smirked, pulling Hangeng’s shirt up and off, Heechul’s eyes raking over the body before him before he attacked the males neck with kisses, moving along his shoulders and kissing down Hangeng’s chest, as though he was worshiping Hangeng’s body. The latter chuckled softly, running his fingers through Heechul’s hair, he actually loved the messy, blond, surfer-look the other seemed to be carrying off at that moment. Heechul pulled back to admire the small love-bite he’d left on Hangeng’s hip, his eyes following the lines and definition of Hangeng’s lower half until it disappeared underneath Hangeng’s underwear and jeans He lifted his eyes up and kissed Hangeng again, pressing their bodies together, feeling the hardening form concealed by Hangeng’s clothing. Heechul chuckled softly, rolling his hips against Hangeng’s with a small smirk, tugging him over to the couch placed just behind them. He pushed the younger onto it and knelt down in front of him, one hand ghosting up Hangeng’s thigh and massaging him lightly through the rough denim.
“You always were easily aroused Hannie.” He mused out loud, unfastening the others button to slide the jeans down, Hangeng’s hips lifting in desperation to have less clothing on his heated body. Heechul made sure to slide the jeans and the others underwear off, leaving Hangeng completely naked while Heechul was still fully clothed. He chuckled softly, kissing along the inside of Hangeng’s thighs, the male’s legs parting slowly, almost automatically. Hangeng reached down to tug at Heechul’s shirt, indicating for the older to take it off. Heechul tutted and pulled back, tugging his shirt off and placing it on the floor beside him, Hangeng smiled softly at the pale skin on show to him now, watching how Heechul’s shoulders as he moved closer to Hangeng, kissing up his thighs, nipping gently from time to time before his lips found Hangeng’s cock, placing multiple kisses along the heated skin, his eyes flickering upwards to watch as Hangeng’s eyes flickered closed. It had been too long since either of them had been intimate, with each other or anyone else. Heechul had slept with a couple of people once Hangeng left but, none of them were as good or made Heechul feel as amazing as Hangeng did. He smirked up at Hangeng before taking the others length into his mouth, Hangeng’s hips pressing up at the warm, wet heat surrounding him, a moan spilling from his lips as Heechul started to move his head, curling his tongue around the head, tracing patterns on the heated skin, anything to draw more moans from Hangeng.
His hips pressed up, trying to get more from Heechul, only to have them firmly pressed against the sofa cushions by Heechul’s delicate hands. He whimpered softly when Heechul pulled away, his eyes snapping open to attempt to glare at the older, only for it to stop dead when he watched Heechul wriggling out of his skin-tight jeans and moving to pluck a bag from the side of the chair he was originally sat on. He wandered back to Hangeng, climbing onto the others lap and kissing him hard, rocking his hips against Hangeng’s, the latter moaning at the feeling of the material of Heechul’s underwear against his bare skin. Heechul chuckled softly into the kiss, keeping his hips moving, despite Hangeng gripping his hips tightly. He pulled his head back as he moaned, pushing his hips up against Heechul’s.
“H-heechul…stop teasing m-me..” He panted out, his hazy eyes fixing on Heechul’s. The elder chuckled softly, leaning down to litter kisses over Hangeng’s neck.
“You need to move then, I can’t balance you on the edge of the sofa Hannie.” He muttered, biting the male’s neck gently, swiping his tongue over the reddening skin. Hangeng groaned, reluctantly letting Heechul get off of him, shifting to lay on the sofa, almost killing himself to not stroke himself as he watched Heechul slide his underwear off, Hangeng swallowing thickly as he stared at Heechul’s body, eyes lingering on the others arousal before he forced himself to look back at Heechul’s face. He heard the snap of a cap opening, Hangeng hadn’t even realised when Heechul had grabbed the bottle of lubricant, he licked his lips as he watched Heechul slowly coat his fingers in the cold liquid, smirking at Hangeng before he took his place between the others legs, leaning over to curl his tongue around the other’s erection again before pushing a finger inside the other, feeling how tight Hangeng was. He chuckled around the flesh in his mouth, sucking to try and stop the pain Hangeng would be feeling before slipping in a second finger, stretching the Chinese male to try and prep him for the better thing later. He kept sucking, flicking his tongue over the tip from time to time as he pushed his fingers deeper inside Hangeng, curling them gently to find the male’s prostate, chuckling when Hangeng’s hips snapped upwards and a loud moan ripped from his throat.
“Oh…fuck!” He cried out, rocking his hips against the fingers teasing him. Heechul pulled back quickly, not wanting Hangeng to come undone just yet, the latter whining at the loss and rocking his hips to try and find that feeling again. Heechul sat up and brushed his hair from his face, grabbing the bottle to smear the liquid over his own cock, hips rolling a little before he placed his hands on Hangeng’s hips and pulled him close. He kissed the male’s lips tenderly before he pressed himself inside, taking the few moments of stillness to admire Hangeng, how he looked with his head to one side, eyes closed and his breath coming in heavy pants. He smiled softly, his heart skipping at the sight of his beautiful Chinese lover beneath him. Heechul had definitely missed Hangeng. His thoughts were snapped back to the present when Hangeng rolled his hips and babbled something in Chinese that Heechul took as the sign to start moving. He grinned, sliding a hand down Hangeng’s arm to lace their fingers together as he pulled back before thrusting back in again. He didn’t want this to just be sex, this was their first time together after months, this was more making love than simple mindless sins of the flesh. Heechul moaned softly as Hangeng rocked his hips back against the thrusts, a hint to go a little quicker, their eyes never broke their stare. Heechul gave a small smile as he rocked his hips a little quicker, slamming into Hangeng harder and a little deeper each time. He loved the moans Hangeng kept letting spill from him, he’d missed the sound, the feeling of how hot and tight Hangeng was around him. He felt his heart swelling as he continued staring before he lowered his head, not wanting to cry during sex, that was just pathetic. He took a deep breath as Hangeng started to tense around him, Heechul pulling Hangeng’s legs around him, hitching them higher as he pressed on, panting and moaning as he felt Hangeng’s muscles tensing, indicating the other was getting close. Heechul leaned down to kiss Hangeng, moving his hips a little faster as he felt that tight coil in his lower stomach starting to tighten up. He moved his free hand between their bodies, long thin fingers curling over Hangeng’s cock, stroking fast with his thumb stroking over the wet tip. Hangeng’s back arched up, his hips jerking as he felt himself tumble over the edge, a loud cry of Heechul’s name before he came over his beloved’s hand and his own stomach. Heechul groaned at the tightness suddenly suffocating me, a few more thrusts and he released inside Hangeng, biting the others neck softly as he did.
They lay silently in the aftermath of their orgasms, Heechul panting heavily as he rest his head against Hangeng’s chest listening to his rapid heartbeat. Hangeng smiled and combed his fingers through his hair, his breath hitching when Heechul tenderly pulled out and laid beside Hangeng, their legs tangled and fingers laced together, resting on Hangeng’s stomach. Hangeng smiled tiredly as he looked at Heechul, combing his fingers through the others hair.
“I missed you Heenim.” He whispered softly, tilting Heechul’s chin up to kiss his lips softly. Heechul rolled his eyes and nipped Hangeng’s lower lip.
“You left me Hannie. You didn’t call for months, you hurt me.” He whispered back, his eyes shining a little.
“I know and I’m sorry…but, we can still be together. We’ll work it around our schedules, so we can have our days off together, hide away somewhere in the world and just forget about everyone else.” Hangeng nodded. “I love you Heechul and I’ve missed you so much, I’ll never hurt you like that again. Seeing you tonight reminded me, as well as how amazing our sex is.” He chuckled and nodded, glancing at Heechul, noticing the other had drifted off to sleep, still holding onto Hangeng. Hangeng laughed softly and rolled onto his side, curling Heechul’s body against his own, tucking the elders head underneath his chin as he closed his own eyes. He’d shower when they woke up and then go to the party, for now, he was more than content to just enjoy the moment in the arms of his beloved, where he should be.