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relocated : fanfic : super junior
rating : PG-13
pairing : heechul x kangin
274 words. spanking kink. AU (movie!verse). written for the old sm-meme, and accidentally never reposted here. oops!
make me
When Heechul looks him in the eye and grins (his toothiest you can't touch me grin) as he drops Kangin's last cigarettes over the edge of the rooftop, it really is the final straw.
"Fucking... fuck!" Kangin says as he makes a grab for the falling carton, and misses. "I can't believe you fucking did that!"
"Oops." Heechul lacks even the pretense of apology, teeth gleaming cheshire-wide.
"Ngh!" Kangin grabs him by the wrists, hauling him closer for a good satisfying shake to punctuate each word. "Can't you fucking butt out of any-fucking-thing I do?! Go find a fucking--... I don't know, boyfriend or something!"
"Yah!" Heechul wriggles in that weird, spastic, boneless way he has, almost pulling his hands free, then sinks his teeth into Kangin's thumb when that tactic fails.
Kangin's reaction is pure reflex, jerking Heechul forward over his knee, and he is only fully conscious of it after the palm of his free hand tingles from the force of the swat he landed across the older boy's ass. For a moment, he cringes--Heechul is going to kill him, probably scratch his eyes out and use his head for a bowling ball, and there will be something really retarded on his epitaph (Here Lies Kangin, Pwned by the Dancing Queen)--but then Heechul sucks in a funny breath and his eyes are too dark and his tongue leaves a wet streak across his upper lip as he leans just a little more of his weight into the grip on his wrists.
"...Make me." He breathes, and Kangin is uncomfortably aware of the heat pressing against his thigh, and even more uncomfortably aware of his own stirring interest.
Fuck.
the original prompt/request was: KangChul pairing, with a spanking kink.
filled here.
rating : PG-13
pairing : heechul x kangin
274 words. spanking kink. AU (movie!verse). written for the old sm-meme, and accidentally never reposted here. oops!
make me
When Heechul looks him in the eye and grins (his toothiest you can't touch me grin) as he drops Kangin's last cigarettes over the edge of the rooftop, it really is the final straw.
"Fucking... fuck!" Kangin says as he makes a grab for the falling carton, and misses. "I can't believe you fucking did that!"
"Oops." Heechul lacks even the pretense of apology, teeth gleaming cheshire-wide.
"Ngh!" Kangin grabs him by the wrists, hauling him closer for a good satisfying shake to punctuate each word. "Can't you fucking butt out of any-fucking-thing I do?! Go find a fucking--... I don't know, boyfriend or something!"
"Yah!" Heechul wriggles in that weird, spastic, boneless way he has, almost pulling his hands free, then sinks his teeth into Kangin's thumb when that tactic fails.
Kangin's reaction is pure reflex, jerking Heechul forward over his knee, and he is only fully conscious of it after the palm of his free hand tingles from the force of the swat he landed across the older boy's ass. For a moment, he cringes--Heechul is going to kill him, probably scratch his eyes out and use his head for a bowling ball, and there will be something really retarded on his epitaph (Here Lies Kangin, Pwned by the Dancing Queen)--but then Heechul sucks in a funny breath and his eyes are too dark and his tongue leaves a wet streak across his upper lip as he leans just a little more of his weight into the grip on his wrists.
"...Make me." He breathes, and Kangin is uncomfortably aware of the heat pressing against his thigh, and even more uncomfortably aware of his own stirring interest.
Fuck.
the original prompt/request was: KangChul pairing, with a spanking kink.
filled here.