Attention Whores
Title: Attention Whores
Author: cablackwood
Pair: KyuHaeChul
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut, slight!comedy
Summary: Both Donghae and Heechul are attention whores in their love triangle with Kyuhyun.
Words: 3,107
A/N: This came about from a conversation I was having with addicterated. How did a Christmas wish list turn into a KyuHaeChul smutting conversation? Oh! That’s right! We decided to blame Kyu’s hotness ^_^
Kyuhyun was lying on his bed, Heechul behind him, arms wrapped securely around his waist, ensuring that he could not get away. Kyuhyun didn’t say anything every time Heechul’s grip on his waist tightened, causing him to wince. He was used to this possessive side of Heechul and there was really nothing that could be done to get rid of it or sedate it…except for him. Solely and wholly him. No one was able to have him, no one was to have his attention, even if it was a small part. All that was allowed was Heechul and Kyuhyun…and Donghae.
It was an odd triangle that went one between the three boys. Both Heechul and Donghae had stronger feelings than the basic rules of friendship allowed. And, as luck would have it, both had confessed to Kyuhyun the same fateful day, and right after the other at that. Kyuhyun had not been able to choose between the two, he loved them both, neither one more than the other. That love was also beyond hyung and dongsaeng love too. So came the birth of the KyuHaeChul triangle, and boy was it a stressful one.
Both Heechul and Donghae demanded almost every ounce of Kyuhyun’s attention. If Kyuhyun so much as showed interest in wanting to speak, see, hold the other, Heechul or Donghae would either throw a fit (Heechul) or pout (Donghae) until Kyuhyun’s heart melted and he was forced into picking a side to be with at the moment. From the moment Kyuhyun woke up, one of the boys would automatically swop in and claim his attention so it would be his for the rest of the day. It seemed that every time one of his boyfriends would be the first one to claim his attention, it would be hell for him to escape and he would be forced to give all his attention to the one that had woken him up.
Kyuhyun thought that maybe a schedule would help the problem, but when he had pitched the idea, Donghae almost glued himself to Kyuhyun’s side and demanded Mondays, Thursdays, and the weekends…and he wanted Kyuhyun on every Christian holiday. Heechul had yelled and pulled Donghae off him and proceeded to throw, what Kyuhyun had come to call, a Cinderella-hissy-fit. Not feeling like dealing with their drama at all that night, Kyuhyun had left the room and left the other two to take care of it themselves.
An hour later, Kyuhyun saw them walk out of the room and they both sat themselves on either side of him and sulked until Heechul spoke up and said that there would be no schedule.
Kyuhyun turned the page of the book he was reading and continued, when Heechul brought one of his hands to rest at the nape of Kyuhyun’s neck and he ran his fingertips down, across, and to the front of Kyuhyun’s neck. Kyuhyun shivered and paused in his reading (like he could read after that).
The older grabbed Kyuhyun’s chin between forefinger and thumb and turned his head to face him. Immediately, Heechul pressed his lips to Kyuhyun’s and the book fell from his grasp as he brought one hand behind Heechul’s head and laced his fingers in his soft dark locks, securing his position and deepening the kiss as well. It was a natural reaction, that damn boy was one hell of a good kisser. The way his slick muscle would glide over Kyuhyun’s lips like a whisper before he expertly slipped his tongue inside, the way his lips would silently beg for attention, and the way he would show how much control he had of the kiss while also showing how he would let the receiver take control if they wished, just melted Kyuhyun and made him have no choice but to reply to whatever silent question he seemed to be asking for. The way he kissed was a major distraction and it had fully distracted Kyuhyun from Donghae entering the bedroom, two towels and a rubber ducky in hand.
Donghae, used to (even if he didn’t like it) seeing Kyuhyun kissing Heechul, called Kyuhyun’s name but was not really surprised when he didn’t respond. But Donghae knew that was the point by the way Heechul’s eyes flickered to him standing in the doorway and was somehow able to smirk while his lips were further occupied at that moment. Now, that smirk might be able to melt the hearts of thousands of screaming fangirls, but that same smirk was able to boil Donghae’s blood from the very soles of his feet to the crown of his head. Donghae glared towards the oldest on the bed and Heechul closed his eyes to further enjoy his kiss with Kyuhyun.
Angry that he wasn’t getting any attention (and by that damn smirk) Donghae walked over to the bed, placing the towels on the foot of the bed and grabbed Kyuhyun by one arm, the one arm that wasn’t wrapped around Heechul’s head, Donghae’s mind silently added, and pulled him lose from the other’s evil lips.
“Yah!” Heechul immediately protested, but Donghae chose to ignore him (he wouldn’t harm him if Kyuhyun was in the way).
Donghae turned Kyuhyun around and made him look at him. Donghae noticed how Kyuhyun’s eyes were glazed over in post-kiss-with-Heechul-ness and bit back the evil jealousy that bubbled in his chest.
“Kyuhyun, what about a kiss for me?” He asked while giving him his best kicked puppy look. But before Kyuhyun could even answer, Donghae pulled him even closer and planted his lips right over the very ones Heechul had been kissing not a moment before. Donghae could faintly taste Heechul on Kyuhyun’s lips (which he didn’t like) but he ignored it once Kyuhyun’s flavor entered his mouth, washing away any trace of Heechul.
Donghae’s kisses were the complete opposite of Heechul’s. Donghae would bite and nip on Kyuhyun’s lips (which he had no problem with) he would wait until he bit just right and Kyuhyun would gasp before he would slip his tongue inside and all but eat him through his mouth. His kisses would demand to be kissed back, but show that he would be the one that would do all the work, that the other would just have to sit back and enjoy. And Kyuhyun did enjoy.
While Kyuhyun loved Heechul’s slow and sensual kisses, he also LOVED Donghae’s demanding and breath stealing kisses just the same. But the only difference with Donghae’s, they always seemed to pull a sound from Kyuhyun’s throat.
Snapping, Heechul wrapped his arms back around Kyuhyun and pulled him away from Donghae’s searching lips. Kyuhyun’s and Donghae’s lips parted with a loud suction sound and Heechul pulled Kyuhyun even further back, lest Donghae try to follow and connect their lips again, pulled him on his lap and glared at the other.
Not really needing words, Heechul settled for just one hell of an animalistic growl. One that would send even Kyuhyun running had it been directed at him, but since it wasn’t, all it did was send a shiver up his spine.
Donghae had also gotten used to receiving that growl and did nothing but smirk. He looked back at Kyuhyun who was shaking himself from the dazed state that he had been put into by both his boyfriend’s kisses. Once Donghae saw that Kyuhyun was closer to himself than he had been a moment ago, looked at him like nothing (like his boyfriends fighting over him) had happened and asked, “I thought we were going to take a shower?”
Kyuhyun wasn’t able to find his voice to answer, but his lips and formed a perfect “o” as he was reminded about his bathing schedule. He was all for getting under the spray of the water, cooling his suddenly hot skin, but his limbs seemed to not have been connected to his brain at the moment, so he was not able to free himself from the cadge that Heechul’s arms had made.
“Kyuhyunnie,” Donghae whined, while Heechul tightened his grip on the one he was holding, “You need a shower, you worked hard today and need to clean yourself of all that sweat.”
Heechul chuckled and brought his lips to Kyuhyun’s ear and spoke softly, “What he’s really saying is, you stink, but” he trailed his nose down Kyuhyun’s cheek and across his jaw bone then rested at Kyuhyun’s neck, causing the owner to shiver, inhaling the scent that was all around Kyuhyun, “I think otherwise.” He finished the statement with a small opened mouth kiss to the skin that was under his lips.
Kyuhyun swallowed as he felt Heechul’s tongue dart between his lips to brush over his skin before it went back inside the wicked mouth of its owner. “Um…D-Donghae’s right,” said man beamed at this, “I need a shower.” Somehow able to find strength in his legs and arms, he pulled himself out of Heechul’s arms, pulled himself to the edge of the bed and stood on shaky legs, trying to discreetly hide the tent that had managed to show itself in his pants. He had been kissed like that (being pulled from one to the other in their fits of jealousy) multiple times and every time his body always reacted. There was something in the stark contrast to the way they kissed that shocked his body and mind, causing his body to show just how much he had enjoyed their kisses.
He looked over to the bed and saw that there were two towels at the foot of the bed, he grabbed one and held it over his pants, being subtle about what it was that he was hiding and walked out of the room not once looking back at the pair on the bed.
Donghae smirked at Kyuhyun’s retreating figure and turned back to Heechul. “I’m locking the door,” no need to specify what door, as they both had seen their boyfriends crotch (really, they had been together long enough now to know when Kyuhyun had a hard on and didn’t want to show it), “and don’t wait up.” With that, Donghae grabbed his towel and the rubber ducky and followed the other into the bathroom, planning the whole shower in his mind.
As Donghae closed the door, Heechul grabbed the book that Kyuhyun had let slip through his fingers and threw it at the door.
Donghae reached around Kyuhyun and grabbed his heavy and very aroused cock in a firm grip, tight grip. Kyuhyun hissed and had to reach for the wall to keep him from falling onto his knees.
“I love you Kyuhyun.” Donghae panted as he thrusted harder into Kyuhyun’s tight heat.
Kyuhyun’s clenched as Donghae hit his overly sensitive bundle of nerves, biting his bottom lip as he groaned back, “I love you too.”
As those words passed Kyuhyun’s lips, Donghae gripped him tighter and pumped him urgently, dying for the hot coiling heat forming in his abdomen to release, knowing Kyuhyun felt the same.
Just as both Donghae and Kyuhyun were about to be forced over the edge, the curtain was pulled back forcefully and both boys’ heads snapped up to see who had walked in on them, their actions halting rather painfully. They were met with an all too familiar smirk.
“May I join?” Heechul asked as he slipped in and stood under the water.
Donghae gritted his teeth and snapped back an acidic, “No!”
It was of course ignored.
Heechul moved in front of Kyuhyun, stealing his parted lips as he slapped Donghae’s hand away from Kyuhyun’s cock. The younger had whined before Heechul brought his hips to meet his, both groaning into the kiss, and wrapping his nimble fingers around both of their cocks. He pumped the both of them as Donghae decided to just shut up and slowly started to raise both Kyuhyun and himself back to that very high precipice, which had been so rudely interrupted by the third party in their triangle.
Kyuhyun pulled back from this kiss, throwing his head back, landing on Donghae’s shoulder and moaned. He could feel Heechul pulsating against him as his hand glided up and down their arousals and it was just another thing to force him closer and closer to his completion. He was so focused on the two bodies against him and the pleasure they were causing him, that Kyuhyun failed to notice the water that was once steaming hot had turned cold. But he wasn’t going to say anything about that.
Donghae thrusted into Kyuhyun hard enough to make him sway, relying on Heechul to keep him up even if his actions were turning his knees to rubber as well. There were some times when Donghae’s and Heechul’s bickering was a good thing.
Kyuhyun screamed as Donghae again found his ohmyfuckinggod spot and Heechul leaned forward and bit Kyuhyun right on the collar bone.
The combined pain/pleasure caused the coil in the pit of Kyuhyun’s stomach to wind tighter. He was so close to release he could practically see it in front of his eyes. He wrapped his own hand around Heechul’s, aiding him in pumping them. “Oh god!” Kyuhyun moaned and he grabbed the back of Heechul’s neck and brought him forward for a kiss, tongues immediately darting out to meet the other’s, sliding along just as their hands were doing to their lower halves.
As Kyuhyun could feel all three of their ends coming, he clenched Donghae tighter as his body anticipated his orgasm, forcing Donghae’s end to come first.
Donghae stiffened only for a moment before his body slumped forward, his head resting in between Kyuhyun’s shoulder blades as the heat drained from his body and rushed to his swallowed up cock, his orgasm bursting only to be emptied into Kyuhyun’s clenching hole. “Kyuhyun,” Donghae breathed. Tremors wracked his body as he thrusted shallowly into Kyuhyun, riding out the high of his orgasm.
“Donghae,” Kyuhyun moaned, breaking the kiss and setting his and Heechul’s pace at a much faster rate. His knees were shaking just from the thought of completion. This was the second time tonight that he had been close to orgasm, and he was not happy about being interrupted the first time, even if it was only because Heechul wanted in. He loved the man, he really did, but sometimes he had bad timing.
Heechul hissed in agonizing pleasure as Kyuhyun pumped them harder and faster and out of anger by the fact that Kyuhyun moaned Donghae’s name and not his. But that anger soon left his body as Kyuhyun begged him in that lust filled voice. Heechul removed both Kyuhyun’s and his hands at that moment, gripped the younger’s hips and slammed his to Kyuhyun’s.
“Heechul!” Kyuhyun screamed as the sudden pressure of their hips being brought together caused his orgasm to shoot out of his body, painting his and Heechul’s chest, only to be washed away by the water not seconds later.
Heechul had a moment of smugness at hearing Kyuhyun scream his name (Donghae’s name had just been moaned, but his was screamed) before his face contorted in white hot pleasure. His orgasm too spilled out to cover his and Kyuhyun’s front and Heechul watched as he saw just how pleasurable Kyuhyun’s shower had been as it showed on his face; his eyes turned heavy, mouth parted as gasps were forced past his lips, the corners of his mouth turned up minutely in a smile.
Once all three of them had caught their breaths, they each took a turn in washing off the evidence of their shower, before they stepped out.
Both Heechul and Donghae had decided to stop their fighting over Kyuhyun for a moment as they both grabbed a towel and started to pat Kyuhyun down. Donghae started at Kyuhyun’s legs, skimming the soft towel up the back of Kyuhyun’s slender legs then slowly moved up his inner legs. Donghae took his time when he was at the apex of Kyuhyun’s legs. Kyuhyun bit his lip as a fait moan rumbled deep in his throat. With a smirk on his lips, Donghae then ran it to catch the falling drops of water running down Kyuhyun’s back adding just the right amount of pressure to soothe Kyuhyun from their strenuous activity.
Heechul started at Kyuhyun’s hips, rubbing lazy, firm circles over the spot where hips turned to torso, he received a sigh and a small smile. Heechul smiled sweetly, with a hint of wickedness, as he let the cotton material slide over Kyuhyun’s abdomen, then his chest, the material brushing over Kyuhyun sensitive nipples. Lifting up Kyuhyun’s left arm, Heechul let the towel run over the limb, taking his time to dry every inch, from shoulder to finger tips and he did the same with the right.
Kyuhyun smiled to himself as he let his two boyfriends have the pleasure of drying him off. It was their pleasure because they had caused him so much stress with their I’m-not-sharing-Kyuhyun-with-you attitude towards each other that he deserved some calm, no fighting, love and care from the both of them. And no that did not make him sound self centered.
Once Donghae and Heechul had decided that Kyuhyun was good and dried off, they tossed the wet towels into the hamper and wrapped fresh towels around their waist. Donghae grabbed the last towel and took it upon himself to wrap Kyuhyun tightly in a clean towel. Donghae heard Heechul take in a breath to comment, or complain (most likely to complain) about that, but he turned to face him and stuck his tongue out at him before he walked to the door.
Donghae paused when he was about to open the door, his hand hovering over the knob.
“Wait! Heechul, how did you even get in here? I locked that.” Donghae asked, remembering that he had no plans in allowing the other to interrupt his and Kyuhyun’s shower earlier (a lot of good that did).
Smirking, Heechul reached to his hair and pulled out a small black piece of metal. The smirk grew more before he winked at Donghae. “Did you really think a locked door could stop me?” Heechul put the bobby pin back in his hair and grabbed Kyuhyun’s wrist and dragged him out the door, pushing past the dumbfounded Donghae on the way out. But before Donghae could recover, just as he was passing, Kyuhyun reached down and pulled Donghae along with him and Heechul.
Sometimes having two boyfriends that love you with the same amount of passion and who are both attention whores can be a good thing…sometimes.
A/N: My writer’s block is choosing when it wants to go away *sighs*