Oneshot: Fanfic: Narnia :3
RAAAH new fic, first time in months i know
again, this is the product of Daisie nagging
and moaning
and nagging
:3
but its done now, so i get to nag for my fic *victory dance*
Title : Narnia (magic world in a wardrobe ;] )
Pairing: KyuMi, KyuMiHae
Rating: NC-17. without a doubt
Disclaimer: if i owned them.. *wibble*
Warnings: smut, smut and more smut. oh and bad humour
Beta'd (and fixed :3) by Daisie. Thankyou :3
Everyone had been busy; Henry and Siwon were watching some TV show, Han Geng was cooking, Ryeowook was bothering Han Geng while he cooked, and Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi had gone out to buy some ice-cream. So, really, it was everyone else’s fault for Donghae's master prank forming.
Donghae had been sat inside the wardrobe of Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi’s shared bedroom for 15 minutes now, peering out of one of the little slits in the wood, expecting them to try and put their coats in when they returned from the shop. The plan was simple (and perfect) - wait for them to get close, jump out, and watch Zhou Mi scream like a girl.
Well, that was the plan.
It was a wonderful plan, nobody could deny that, and if Zhou Mi hadn’t entered the room with a Kyuhyun attached to his face and hands up his shirt, Donghae probably would have continued with it.
Donghae thought of just leaving then and there, letting them know he was in the room, but his brain didn’t function fast enough and before he could make his escape Zhou Mi had locked the door and thrown Kyuhyun onto one of the beds in the room. Literally. Who knew he was that strong?
Donghae had no idea what to do - did he close his eyes and wait for everything to stop, while trying to ignore the noises Kyuhyun was making while Zhou Mi was ridding him of his t-shirt and running his tongue over every part of skin showing?
He thought the moment Kyuhyun's jeans started being unzipped might have been the moment to look away, but the moan from outside of the wardrobe and the sight of just what Zhou Mi was doing made his trousers more than a little snug, and looking away was no longer an option.
Donghae briefly wondered why he wasn’t appalled by what his male band mates were doing to each other, a thought that was promptly pushed that to one side as he watched Zhou Mi’s mouth move slowly back up Kyuhyuns member, slow and teasing. From the impatient buck of Kyuhyuns hips against the hands holding him down on the bed, it was working.
Without even realising it, Donghae had managed to undo his own trousers completely silently and slide a hand into his own underwear. Kyuhyun roughly pulled Zhou Mi up for a fierce kiss, stripping them both of any remaining clothing and Donghae had to bite his lip to stop from moaning at the combination of what was going on outside the wardrobe, and what he was doing to himself. So what if this was creepy? It was fucking hot, and surprisingly enough to Donghae, so was Zhou Mi. The man was all tanned skin and muscle, Kyuhyun rubbing against him…
Donghae needed to distract himself before he made a noise and ended up getting caught. He had been smacked round the head once for just sneaking up behind Kyuhyun on a video game; he didn’t want to know what the consequence for being caught masturbating in his wardrobe while he and Zhou Mi misbehaved on his bed would be.
But again, who cared? This was the hottest thing he had ever seen, so much better than the porn Hyukjae had forced him to watch in the middle of the night that one time. Zhou Mi appeared to be reaching for something out of the draw by the other bed while Kyuhyun lazily played with himself, staring into space, at the wardrobe - he seemed to sit up slightly, but Donghae was sure… pretty sure, that he couldn’t be seen. He held his breath anyway, stroking himself in time with Kyuhyuns own ministrations on himself.
Zhou Mi turned back and crawled up to Kyuhyun, a small bottle in his hand.
“Found it, I swear it walks about and moves when we aren’t in the room…”
“Zhou Mi?”
“Kui Xian?”
“Shut up and fuck me already!”
Donghae could have sworn Kyuhyuns eyes darted to the wardrobe as he said this, but he forgot that the second Zhou Mi had Kyuhyuns legs apart, biting at his bottom lip as he spread whatever was in the bottle onto his hand and slowly sliding a long forefinger into Kyuhyun. Donghae decided Zhou Mi would never notice if the pink shirt beside him suddenly gained bite marks as he bit into it to stop himself from moaning at the sight. He watched as Kyuhyun bit into Zhou Mi’s shoulder hard enough to leave a bruise, unwillingly wishing he was the one being bitten into, trying his best to hold back the whimpers he could feel forming in the back of his throat.
He looked again, unconsciously licking his lips and moving his hand that little bit faster as another finger made its way inside Kyuhyun, Zhou Mi’s mouth attacking his neck and making Kyuhyun moan and buck his hips for more contact. Zhou Mi was pressing in his third finger, and Kyuhyun was panting and moaning and sweating, and Donghae had never wanted anything more; he thought he might die from how hard he was but if he did much more he would end up a sticky mess, watching two of his friends fuck from inside a wardrobe, and that wouldn’t be half as much fun.
Kyuhyun was rocking down onto Zhou Mi’s fingers, panting harder and faster, begging to be fucked. Zhou Mi pulled his fingers out and started to lube himself up, waiting at Kyuhyuns entrance, teasing again and Donghae broke and whimpered almost at the same time as Kyuhyun did, waiting. Kyuhyun shot up at the noise, Zhou Mi turning round to glare suspiciously at the wardrobe.
Donghae gulped, in what he hoped was a quiet way, looking for somewhere, anywhere to hide. Perhaps, he thought as a very naked Kyuhyun threw open the door, moving his hand from inside his own underwear would have been a good start.
“Hyung? What... are…”
Why, why Donghae thought, did Kyuhyun have to notice his hand trying to slowly move out of his own underwear and to a more respectful place? He looked up and felt his cock jump at the predatory look in Kyuhyun's eyes, smirk present, obviously having decided on a course of action. Donghae watched in anticipation and nervousness as Zhou Mi’s naked person appeared beside Kyuhyun, a long arm weaving around the younger man's waist. Kyuhyun turned to whisper in his ear, and the smirk spread to Zhou Mi’s face as well.
Zhou Mi grabbed Donghae’s hand, pulling him out of the wardrobe. Donghae had no idea what they were going to do with him, until he was spun around into Kyuhyun, soft lips pressing against his own as he was guided backwards towards the bed. Two sets of hands removed his clothes quickly before he could even process what was going on, and then there were lips on his and more harassing his neck, drawing a moan.
Kyuhyun pulled back and Donghae sighed.
“Wh…?” he began to ask, stifled by Zhou Mi's lips on his for only a second before he was whispering in his ear.
“Just wait.” Accented Korean had never sounded so sexy.
Donghae didn’t have to - Kyuhyun's mouth was around him, moving and sucking and Donghae didn’t even know what his tongue was doing, but he needed to keep doing it. Kyuhyun pushed him backwards so he was kneeling up, not stopping his actions, moaning and whimpering around him. Confused, Donghae looked up to see Zhou Mi pushing into Kyuhyun, face contorted in pleasure.
Donghae couldn’t breathe. His entire body was on fire and he tangled his hands in Kyuhyuns hair, desperately trying not to thrust up and gag him. The force of Zhou Mi’s thrusts sent Kyuhyun forward onto Donghae hard and deep, panting around Donghae. Zhou Mi’s hand snaked around Kyuhyun's hips, pumping him in time with his thrusts. Kyuhyun moaned even harder, sending vibrations along Donghae.
Donghae couldn’t take any more, breathing Kyuhyun's name before releasing into his mouth. Donghae moved back, allowing Kyuhyun to moan louder, pant for Zhou Mi to go faster. Kyuhyun released practically screaming, followed seconds later by Zhou Mi, thrusting hard and yelling Kyuhyun's name before collapsing at his side, next to Donghae’s knee.
The three lay there panting, desperate to catch their breath. Zhou Mi went to the en suite bathroom to get a cloth and cleaned Kyuhyun up, with a look Donghae could only describe as loving. Kyuhyun took the cloth from him, throwing it to the other side of the room, grabbing Zhou Mi and forcing both him and Donghae under the covers.
“Kui Xian, Geng-ge’s cooking.”
“I’m sleepy.”
“Kyuhyun, you need to eat!”
“Shut up, both of you. Sleep.”
Donghae smiled as he cuddled into the side of Kyuhyun, considering making hiding in wardrobes his new hobby.
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