[SJ/SNSD] After Hours, NC-17, Smut/AU, KiHaeSica
This was supposed to be <1000 words, but since when am I good at keeping things that short? :( I blame Kibum's arms of sex - see icon. Also, see post-fic notes for inspiration.
After Hours (or, Fuck My Life)
Super Junior/SNSD, Kibum/Jessica, Kibum/Donghae, Donghae/Jessica*, NC-17, 1075 words
AU. In which Kibum is a playa and an asshole, and so hot he can sleep with everyone he wants.**
Warnings: infidelity
*But not actually KiHaeSica.
**This fic summary is not biased in any way.
After Hours (or, Fuck My Life)
by meiface
Jessica fidgeted all day at work, antsy, until the clock hit five and people started to leave the office. Five-thirty, and more people left, smiling and waving as they passed by her desk. Six, finally, and almost everyone was gone. She waited until six-thirty just to be safe, tapping her fingers on her desk and not doing work, eyes skimming over her computer screen without taking anything in. She'd told Donghae that she'd be out for a friend's birthday dinner and wouldn't be back 'til late. Not that it mattered: he'd told her he'd be out late that night too, putting in extra hours at the studio.
Six-forty and she was out of her desk, tugging slightly on her skirt and licking her lips nervously. She felt like the wait had set every nerve on fire, her awareness heightened, her breath quickened.
Finally, Jessica thought, approaching the dark paneled door at the end of the hall. The gold name plate read Kim Kibum and her heart raced in anticipation. She felt restless and impatient, a slow hunger burning through her as she imagined the dark eyes waiting for her behind that door, the wicked curve of his mouth as he told her to come in, his voice low.
She remembered the way his large hands would cup her, stroke her, tease her into ecstasy. How he would rub at her until she moaned and clutched him closer, shamelessly pressing up against him and begging for more. Jessica bit her lip, lust and guilt warring in the pit of her stomach.
She shouldn't be doing this, she knew. She had never expected to be the kind of girl who cheated on her boyfriend. And Donghae was so good to her, always doting and attentive and smiling. He was sweet and he obviously cherished her, loving her like she was porcelain every time they made love.
But. But Jessica hadn't been able to escape Kibum's husky voice and talented, clever hands. He'd smiled at her and she'd gone weak in the knees, trembling, wanting.
Jessica pushed her hair behind her ear and reached for the door handle, turning it quickly and silently as she cracked the door open and slid inside.
Practice had made her entrance soundless. It was why the room's occupants didn't notice her at all.
Well, that and the fact that they were obviously busy.
Kibum had his back to the floor-length window behind his desk. His white shirt was rolled up at the sleeves and unbuttoned, his undershirt pushed up his chest to reveal an expanse of tan, taut skin. A fine line of hair that Jessica was personally familiar with trailed from his bellybutton down south...straight to the tousled hair of the man kneeling between Kibum's feet.
Kibum's tailored black slacks were loose, hanging perilously low on his hips as he fisted his hands in the man's hair and threw his own head back, throat working as he swallowed back a groan.
"Donghae," he panted, and Jessica's stomach bottomed out.
She stared, disbelieving, as her boyfriend pulled back slightly and laughed, low and vibrating, against Kibum's cock. The sound was familiar, but strange all the same. Jessica knew his laugh, but she'd never heard it like that, throaty and confident and cocky. A hint of pink tongue swiped down the length of Kibum's cock and his hips jerked forward. Donghae's hands dug into his thighs, wrinkling fabric.
"Stay still," he warned, a hint of a tease to his voice.
Jessica shivered. She knew that voice too, when he pulled her hair and grinned into neck, stealing kisses. Her hands slid agitatedly over her skirt.
"Fuck you," Kibum growled. He groaned again, a low sound that went straight between Jessica's legs. He never sounded so undone with her. He had always been in control, so charismatic and always knowing exactly what to do...
He rolled his hips again and his cock slid with a slick sound back into Donghae's mouth.
Donghae was all liquid sex and eagerness as he sucked, mouth obscenely wet and red, hands fluttering up to grip the base of Kibum's erection, flirting with his balls. His eyes were lidded and dark and Jessica could see from across the room how his own arousal strained at his jeans. She found it hard to breathe as Kibum gritted his teeth and tugged at Donghae's hair and said, "Donghae," like he owned him.
And Donghae murmured something indistinct and then swallowed him all the way, one hand diving between his own legs to free his own cock.
When Kibum came with a wild jerk of his hips, collapsing against the window and thighs trembling, Donghae swallowed. Licked him all up with long, languorous hums deep in his throat, hand still working furiously between his own legs.
Jessica found herself with her back pressed against the office door, mouth gaping open, silent, as Kibum yanked Donghae up with one arm and fit their mouths together. The kiss was deep, desperate, and so blatantly sexual she would've felt uncomfortable if she hadn't just witnessed...her boyfriend sucking off the man she'd been sleeping with for two months.
Kibum wrapped his hand over Donghae's, and Donghae moaned into their kiss, thrusting into Kibum's fist.
"Fuck," he gasped, low and abrupt, when he shuddered and came, arching into Kibum and moaning into his mouth.
Jessica couldn't remember the last time she'd heard Donghae - her cheerful, always-smiling, and sweetly adorable boyfriend - curse.
Kibum's smile was all hooded eyes and white teeth. He kissed Donghae one more time, pulling him against his chest as he leaned back against the window, one arm locked around Donghae's back. When they finally broke apart, a thin strand of saliva stretched between their mouths before Donghae licked his lips and it broke.
Kibum rubbed his hipbone idly with a thumb, before looking over Donghae's shoulder directly at the door. Eyes on her and the way she clutched at her skirt, the way she leaned against the door for support, his mouth stretched into a broad, blinding smile.
"Hello, Jessica," he said.
Donghae's head whipped around to stare at her with wide eyes.
She stared back, turned on and angry and guilty and speechless.
"So who's next?" Kibum asked the room generally, sounding faintly amused.
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Started: 2009.07.07
Finished: 2009.07.08
Notes: Inspired by fmylife.com: "Today, I found out that my boyfriend is cheating on me with the same man that I've been cheating on him with. FML." My mind screamed KIHAESICA and this happened... In my head, they either have a threesome or Jessica dumps Donghae and Kibum tells him it's okay, he was the better cocksucker of the two of them anyway. Then Donghae punches Kibum, and he and Jessica make up and she agrees to be his faghag and they are like BFF. He eventually gets back with Kibum (hot sex is involved) and five years later, they're all telling this story to friends like it's hysterical, except Heechul goes, "Oh god, I don't want to hear about it, ew," and Kibum just rolls his eyes and tells Donghae to learn the meaning of being discreet, Kibum has a reputation to maintain now that he's CEO. :3
Also it has been forever since I've written porn. THUS I SUCK. ):
After Hours (or, Fuck My Life)
Super Junior/SNSD, Kibum/Jessica, Kibum/Donghae, Donghae/Jessica*, NC-17, 1075 words
AU. In which Kibum is a playa and an asshole, and so hot he can sleep with everyone he wants.**
Warnings: infidelity
*But not actually KiHaeSica.
**This fic summary is not biased in any way.
After Hours (or, Fuck My Life)
by meiface
Jessica fidgeted all day at work, antsy, until the clock hit five and people started to leave the office. Five-thirty, and more people left, smiling and waving as they passed by her desk. Six, finally, and almost everyone was gone. She waited until six-thirty just to be safe, tapping her fingers on her desk and not doing work, eyes skimming over her computer screen without taking anything in. She'd told Donghae that she'd be out for a friend's birthday dinner and wouldn't be back 'til late. Not that it mattered: he'd told her he'd be out late that night too, putting in extra hours at the studio.
Six-forty and she was out of her desk, tugging slightly on her skirt and licking her lips nervously. She felt like the wait had set every nerve on fire, her awareness heightened, her breath quickened.
Finally, Jessica thought, approaching the dark paneled door at the end of the hall. The gold name plate read Kim Kibum and her heart raced in anticipation. She felt restless and impatient, a slow hunger burning through her as she imagined the dark eyes waiting for her behind that door, the wicked curve of his mouth as he told her to come in, his voice low.
She remembered the way his large hands would cup her, stroke her, tease her into ecstasy. How he would rub at her until she moaned and clutched him closer, shamelessly pressing up against him and begging for more. Jessica bit her lip, lust and guilt warring in the pit of her stomach.
She shouldn't be doing this, she knew. She had never expected to be the kind of girl who cheated on her boyfriend. And Donghae was so good to her, always doting and attentive and smiling. He was sweet and he obviously cherished her, loving her like she was porcelain every time they made love.
But. But Jessica hadn't been able to escape Kibum's husky voice and talented, clever hands. He'd smiled at her and she'd gone weak in the knees, trembling, wanting.
Jessica pushed her hair behind her ear and reached for the door handle, turning it quickly and silently as she cracked the door open and slid inside.
Practice had made her entrance soundless. It was why the room's occupants didn't notice her at all.
Well, that and the fact that they were obviously busy.
Kibum had his back to the floor-length window behind his desk. His white shirt was rolled up at the sleeves and unbuttoned, his undershirt pushed up his chest to reveal an expanse of tan, taut skin. A fine line of hair that Jessica was personally familiar with trailed from his bellybutton down south...straight to the tousled hair of the man kneeling between Kibum's feet.
Kibum's tailored black slacks were loose, hanging perilously low on his hips as he fisted his hands in the man's hair and threw his own head back, throat working as he swallowed back a groan.
"Donghae," he panted, and Jessica's stomach bottomed out.
She stared, disbelieving, as her boyfriend pulled back slightly and laughed, low and vibrating, against Kibum's cock. The sound was familiar, but strange all the same. Jessica knew his laugh, but she'd never heard it like that, throaty and confident and cocky. A hint of pink tongue swiped down the length of Kibum's cock and his hips jerked forward. Donghae's hands dug into his thighs, wrinkling fabric.
"Stay still," he warned, a hint of a tease to his voice.
Jessica shivered. She knew that voice too, when he pulled her hair and grinned into neck, stealing kisses. Her hands slid agitatedly over her skirt.
"Fuck you," Kibum growled. He groaned again, a low sound that went straight between Jessica's legs. He never sounded so undone with her. He had always been in control, so charismatic and always knowing exactly what to do...
He rolled his hips again and his cock slid with a slick sound back into Donghae's mouth.
Donghae was all liquid sex and eagerness as he sucked, mouth obscenely wet and red, hands fluttering up to grip the base of Kibum's erection, flirting with his balls. His eyes were lidded and dark and Jessica could see from across the room how his own arousal strained at his jeans. She found it hard to breathe as Kibum gritted his teeth and tugged at Donghae's hair and said, "Donghae," like he owned him.
And Donghae murmured something indistinct and then swallowed him all the way, one hand diving between his own legs to free his own cock.
When Kibum came with a wild jerk of his hips, collapsing against the window and thighs trembling, Donghae swallowed. Licked him all up with long, languorous hums deep in his throat, hand still working furiously between his own legs.
Jessica found herself with her back pressed against the office door, mouth gaping open, silent, as Kibum yanked Donghae up with one arm and fit their mouths together. The kiss was deep, desperate, and so blatantly sexual she would've felt uncomfortable if she hadn't just witnessed...her boyfriend sucking off the man she'd been sleeping with for two months.
Kibum wrapped his hand over Donghae's, and Donghae moaned into their kiss, thrusting into Kibum's fist.
"Fuck," he gasped, low and abrupt, when he shuddered and came, arching into Kibum and moaning into his mouth.
Jessica couldn't remember the last time she'd heard Donghae - her cheerful, always-smiling, and sweetly adorable boyfriend - curse.
Kibum's smile was all hooded eyes and white teeth. He kissed Donghae one more time, pulling him against his chest as he leaned back against the window, one arm locked around Donghae's back. When they finally broke apart, a thin strand of saliva stretched between their mouths before Donghae licked his lips and it broke.
Kibum rubbed his hipbone idly with a thumb, before looking over Donghae's shoulder directly at the door. Eyes on her and the way she clutched at her skirt, the way she leaned against the door for support, his mouth stretched into a broad, blinding smile.
"Hello, Jessica," he said.
Donghae's head whipped around to stare at her with wide eyes.
She stared back, turned on and angry and guilty and speechless.
"So who's next?" Kibum asked the room generally, sounding faintly amused.
--
Started: 2009.07.07
Finished: 2009.07.08
Notes: Inspired by fmylife.com: "Today, I found out that my boyfriend is cheating on me with the same man that I've been cheating on him with. FML." My mind screamed KIHAESICA and this happened... In my head, they either have a threesome or Jessica dumps Donghae and Kibum tells him it's okay, he was the better cocksucker of the two of them anyway. Then Donghae punches Kibum, and he and Jessica make up and she agrees to be his faghag and they are like BFF. He eventually gets back with Kibum (hot sex is involved) and five years later, they're all telling this story to friends like it's hysterical, except Heechul goes, "Oh god, I don't want to hear about it, ew," and Kibum just rolls his eyes and tells Donghae to learn the meaning of being discreet, Kibum has a reputation to maintain now that he's CEO. :3
Also it has been forever since I've written porn. THUS I SUCK. ):