relief
relief
kyuhyun/girl!sungmin
nc-17
WARNINGS: blood play (of the menstruation variety), genderswitch, het smut
a/n: this is my first posted suju fic! \o/ this is also the first time i've written smut orz
written and posted in just a few hours, and while i've looked at it myself it wasn't beta'ed, so please point out errors.
Sungmin whimpers under her breath and complains for the forty-fourth time that she wishes she had been born with a dick. Kyuhyun chuckles silently and strokes his fingers through the short length of her hair, massaging the back of her neck.
“Did you take your pain killers?” Kyuhyun asks, draping an arm over Sungmin’s waist. She nods and sighs heavily, hand coming down to squeeze Kyuhyun’s fingers as her toes curl and feet twitch from the pain.
“Can you rub my back for me?” Sungmin asks, her voice taking on a slightly desperate tone. Kyuhyun places a chaste kiss against the side of her neck and wiggles his hand free from her grasp to digs both thumbs into her lower back. Sungmin makes a low moan of pleasure as he moves his thumbs in shallow circles, digging into the flesh. Kyuhyun continues until Sungmin is relaxed, limbs loosened and slack despite the pain.
“Better?” Kyuhyun asks in a whisper as he kisses Sungmin’s cheek, hands sliding under her nightgown to rest against her stomach. Sungmin nods against his cheek and sighs, scooting herself back so their bodies are flush together. Kyuhyun can hear the barely audible gasp as she feels his half-hard erection pressed against her cleft of her ass. Kyuhyun smiles against the side of her neck, sliding his hands up a little farther to cup the softness of her breast.
“Kyuhyun -” Sungmin breathes, hand coming up to cover his. Kyuhyun waits for a beat, for Sungmin to move his hand back to her stomach or away completely, but she does nothing. Kyuhyun squeezes his hand experimentally, feeling the way Sungmin’s breath hitches in her throat. Sungmin looks over her shoulder and meets Kyuhyun’s eyes, arms reaching behind herself to wrap around to his neck, pulling him down for a shallow kiss.
“Stop,” she whines, but it’s without much conviction and she presses their lips together again. Kyuhyun laughs and lets his hands roam to the lace edge of her panties. Sungmin stiffens a bit and Kyuhyun smiles at her.
“I read that it helps,” he explains, fingers pushing under the cotton, brushing through wiry hair until his fingers graze the top of her pad. Sungmin frowns a little, squirms in his hold.
“Kyu -” she begins, “That’s … it’s just…” she trails off; her voice is almost a whine as Kyuhyun gets dangerously close to her clit.
“Just let me take care of you,” Kyuhyun tells her, pressing his lips against hers, kissing her deeply as his hand sinks lower, fingers brushing against her. Sungmin moans around his tongue, pushes her hips forward against Kyuhyun’s hand. Kyuhyun moves his finger in slow, deliberate circles, a light press doing barely more than teasing.
“Please,” Sungmin gasps when she breaks free from Kyuhyun’s lips, the perfect m-shape of her mouth red and wet. Kyuhyun smiles a bit at that, presses firmer and moves his finger faster. Sungmin responds immediately, throwing her head back and letting out soft cries of pleasure.
Kyuhyun stops and moves Sungmin so she’s laying on her back, hair fanned out across the pillow, nightgown pushed up to her armpits to expose the small peaks of her breasts. Kyuhyun straddles her knees, runs his hands down her body until he reaches the top of her panties. Leaning down to suck the dark bud of her nipple into his mouth, Kyuhyun hooks his fingers into her underwear, sliding them off.
Sungmin keens, Kyuhyun’s fingers teasing against her entrance. Kyuhyun pulls his hand back, hooking it around the back of Sungmin’s knee to push her legs further apart. Sungmin can feel the slick wetness of blood against her leg and she pulses at the thought.
Kyuhyun’s fingers slide in easily up to the knuckle when he breaches her, quickly working into a steady tempo. Sungmin moans, twists against Kyuhyun’s body caging hers to the sheets. Kyuhyun moans around her nipple, bites lightly before switching to lavish the other in attention. One of Sungmin’s hands comes up to the back of Kyuhyun’s head, twisting fingers into his hair to pull him back up to her mouth, kissing him with bruising force. Kyuhyun picks up the pace of his hand, pistoning in and out of the wet, hot heat of Sungmin’s cunt. Sungmin moans brokenly, Kyuhyun placing open-mouthed kisses against her neck.
“Oh, Kyuhyun, fuck,” Sungmin sighs, slipping a hand between their bodies to touch herself. Kyuhyun sucks a dark spot in the crook of her neck and Sungmin’s back arches, nipples brushing against the fabric of Kyuhyun’s shirt.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Sungmin chants, hips undulating in time with the thrusts of Kyuhyun’s fingers.
“Language,” Kyuhyun chides and laughs against her neck, licking a thick stripe up to the point of her jaw. Kyuhyun watches Sungmin’s expression, how she bites down on her lower lip tightly, cheeks flushed and damp with sweat. Kyuhyun leans down on his elbow and brushes the bangs sticking to Sungmin’s forehead away, kissing the tip of her chin.
“Kyuhyun,” Sungmin chokes before her body shudders, breathing in tiny gasps, eyes fluttered to the back of her head. Kyuhyun works her through it, moving his fingers until he can feel the clenching around them stop.
Sungmin is silent afterwards, the only sound coming from her the heaving gasps as she tries to regain her breath. Kyuhyun lets his fingers slip from inside her, squeezing her left breast as he places kisses across her face.
“Oh,” Sungmin whimpers, looking down at the trails of red against the paleness of her skin. She licks her lips quickly, an almost imperceptible movement. Kyuhyun looks at her with dark eyes for only a moment before he reaches back down to the slickness between her thighs, pressing against it with two fingers before placing them on her stomach, dragging them across her skin until the liquid runs dry.
“Jesus,” Kyuhyun says, suddenly awestruck by how fucking gorgeous that is, leaning down to kiss Sungmin, tongues twisting in her mouth. He feels small hands pull at the hem of his shirt until it’s bunched under his armpits. Kyuhyun takes over, pulling the shirt over his head and flinging it to the side. Sungmin’s hands are pressed against the front of Kyuhyun’s boxers, hand slipping through the slit to stroke his cock.
“What do you want?” Kyuhyun asks.
“I want you to fuck me,” Sungmin says quietly, shyly, skin darkening further. Her hand speeds up slightly in spite of it, reaching down further to cup his balls.
Kyuhyun manages to pull his boxers down to his knees, placing his palms on Sungmin’s thighs and pushing her legs further apart, laying her out in front of him. Sungmin moans and pushes her hips upwards as much as she can with Kyuhyun’s weight on her. Kyuhyun doesn’t tease her this time around (he’s as desperate as she is), holding his cock steady at the base and pushing into her tight heat slowly.
Sungmin groans, Kyuhyun’s cock filling her like nothing else could. She tries to wrap her legs around Kyuhyun’s back to angle herself higher but his grip on her thighs is unforgiving. He slides his hands along the inside of Sungmin’s legs until his hands are wrapped around her ankles, spreading her wider and wider. Kyuhyun looks down, watches as his cock is now coated in blood, disappearing into Sungmin’s cunt over and over again. He looks at how the blood has smeared slightly on Sungmin’s inner thighs, still bright red and shiny.
“Fuck, Sungmin,” he groans, picking up the pace slightly. Sungmin’s hands dig into his hips, long fingernails leaving red, half-moon impressions on him. The pain of it makes Kyuhyun hiss and his rhythm stutters.
A few minutes later Sungmin comes a second time, broken moans of Kyuhyun’s name and yes, oh God, please, more spilling from her mouth. The pure pleasure in her voice is almost enough to make Kyuhyun come. When he feels the hot coil of his orgasm at the pit of his stomach he pulls out of her, hand flying up and down the shaft of his cock, slick with Sungmin’s blood.
He groans when he finally comes, the white spurts of his orgasm in brilliant contrast with the newly red color of his dick, landing on the skin of Sungmin’s lower stomach, mixing with her pubic hair.
Sungmin slaps him lightly, still out of breath when she speaks.
“That was disgusting.”
Kyuhyun murmurs in agreement.
“It was also hot. And we’re going to do it again. I can’t feel my cramps at all.”
Kyuhyun agrees again, collapsing next to Sungmin on the bed, fingers dipping into his own release.
“Before we do anything again we need to shower,” Kyuhyun says, looking at the mess he’s made of Sungmin’s torso, “And change the sheets.”
Sungmin giggles and rolls off the bed, standing and walking backwards to the door. Kyuhyun follows her only with his eyes, watching the sway of her hips, looking at how her hair is still pressed to the sweat on her skin.
“I’ll race you to the shower then,” Sungmin says in a singsong voice, turning on her heel and sashaying through the doorway.
Kyuhyun sighs. Sungmin’s head start was huge, but he feels like a winner already.
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kyuhyun/girl!sungmin
nc-17
WARNINGS: blood play (of the menstruation variety), genderswitch, het smut
a/n: this is my first posted suju fic! \o/ this is also the first time i've written smut orz
written and posted in just a few hours, and while i've looked at it myself it wasn't beta'ed, so please point out errors.
Sungmin whimpers under her breath and complains for the forty-fourth time that she wishes she had been born with a dick. Kyuhyun chuckles silently and strokes his fingers through the short length of her hair, massaging the back of her neck.
“Did you take your pain killers?” Kyuhyun asks, draping an arm over Sungmin’s waist. She nods and sighs heavily, hand coming down to squeeze Kyuhyun’s fingers as her toes curl and feet twitch from the pain.
“Can you rub my back for me?” Sungmin asks, her voice taking on a slightly desperate tone. Kyuhyun places a chaste kiss against the side of her neck and wiggles his hand free from her grasp to digs both thumbs into her lower back. Sungmin makes a low moan of pleasure as he moves his thumbs in shallow circles, digging into the flesh. Kyuhyun continues until Sungmin is relaxed, limbs loosened and slack despite the pain.
“Better?” Kyuhyun asks in a whisper as he kisses Sungmin’s cheek, hands sliding under her nightgown to rest against her stomach. Sungmin nods against his cheek and sighs, scooting herself back so their bodies are flush together. Kyuhyun can hear the barely audible gasp as she feels his half-hard erection pressed against her cleft of her ass. Kyuhyun smiles against the side of her neck, sliding his hands up a little farther to cup the softness of her breast.
“Kyuhyun -” Sungmin breathes, hand coming up to cover his. Kyuhyun waits for a beat, for Sungmin to move his hand back to her stomach or away completely, but she does nothing. Kyuhyun squeezes his hand experimentally, feeling the way Sungmin’s breath hitches in her throat. Sungmin looks over her shoulder and meets Kyuhyun’s eyes, arms reaching behind herself to wrap around to his neck, pulling him down for a shallow kiss.
“Stop,” she whines, but it’s without much conviction and she presses their lips together again. Kyuhyun laughs and lets his hands roam to the lace edge of her panties. Sungmin stiffens a bit and Kyuhyun smiles at her.
“I read that it helps,” he explains, fingers pushing under the cotton, brushing through wiry hair until his fingers graze the top of her pad. Sungmin frowns a little, squirms in his hold.
“Kyu -” she begins, “That’s … it’s just…” she trails off; her voice is almost a whine as Kyuhyun gets dangerously close to her clit.
“Just let me take care of you,” Kyuhyun tells her, pressing his lips against hers, kissing her deeply as his hand sinks lower, fingers brushing against her. Sungmin moans around his tongue, pushes her hips forward against Kyuhyun’s hand. Kyuhyun moves his finger in slow, deliberate circles, a light press doing barely more than teasing.
“Please,” Sungmin gasps when she breaks free from Kyuhyun’s lips, the perfect m-shape of her mouth red and wet. Kyuhyun smiles a bit at that, presses firmer and moves his finger faster. Sungmin responds immediately, throwing her head back and letting out soft cries of pleasure.
Kyuhyun stops and moves Sungmin so she’s laying on her back, hair fanned out across the pillow, nightgown pushed up to her armpits to expose the small peaks of her breasts. Kyuhyun straddles her knees, runs his hands down her body until he reaches the top of her panties. Leaning down to suck the dark bud of her nipple into his mouth, Kyuhyun hooks his fingers into her underwear, sliding them off.
Sungmin keens, Kyuhyun’s fingers teasing against her entrance. Kyuhyun pulls his hand back, hooking it around the back of Sungmin’s knee to push her legs further apart. Sungmin can feel the slick wetness of blood against her leg and she pulses at the thought.
Kyuhyun’s fingers slide in easily up to the knuckle when he breaches her, quickly working into a steady tempo. Sungmin moans, twists against Kyuhyun’s body caging hers to the sheets. Kyuhyun moans around her nipple, bites lightly before switching to lavish the other in attention. One of Sungmin’s hands comes up to the back of Kyuhyun’s head, twisting fingers into his hair to pull him back up to her mouth, kissing him with bruising force. Kyuhyun picks up the pace of his hand, pistoning in and out of the wet, hot heat of Sungmin’s cunt. Sungmin moans brokenly, Kyuhyun placing open-mouthed kisses against her neck.
“Oh, Kyuhyun, fuck,” Sungmin sighs, slipping a hand between their bodies to touch herself. Kyuhyun sucks a dark spot in the crook of her neck and Sungmin’s back arches, nipples brushing against the fabric of Kyuhyun’s shirt.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Sungmin chants, hips undulating in time with the thrusts of Kyuhyun’s fingers.
“Language,” Kyuhyun chides and laughs against her neck, licking a thick stripe up to the point of her jaw. Kyuhyun watches Sungmin’s expression, how she bites down on her lower lip tightly, cheeks flushed and damp with sweat. Kyuhyun leans down on his elbow and brushes the bangs sticking to Sungmin’s forehead away, kissing the tip of her chin.
“Kyuhyun,” Sungmin chokes before her body shudders, breathing in tiny gasps, eyes fluttered to the back of her head. Kyuhyun works her through it, moving his fingers until he can feel the clenching around them stop.
Sungmin is silent afterwards, the only sound coming from her the heaving gasps as she tries to regain her breath. Kyuhyun lets his fingers slip from inside her, squeezing her left breast as he places kisses across her face.
“Oh,” Sungmin whimpers, looking down at the trails of red against the paleness of her skin. She licks her lips quickly, an almost imperceptible movement. Kyuhyun looks at her with dark eyes for only a moment before he reaches back down to the slickness between her thighs, pressing against it with two fingers before placing them on her stomach, dragging them across her skin until the liquid runs dry.
“Jesus,” Kyuhyun says, suddenly awestruck by how fucking gorgeous that is, leaning down to kiss Sungmin, tongues twisting in her mouth. He feels small hands pull at the hem of his shirt until it’s bunched under his armpits. Kyuhyun takes over, pulling the shirt over his head and flinging it to the side. Sungmin’s hands are pressed against the front of Kyuhyun’s boxers, hand slipping through the slit to stroke his cock.
“What do you want?” Kyuhyun asks.
“I want you to fuck me,” Sungmin says quietly, shyly, skin darkening further. Her hand speeds up slightly in spite of it, reaching down further to cup his balls.
Kyuhyun manages to pull his boxers down to his knees, placing his palms on Sungmin’s thighs and pushing her legs further apart, laying her out in front of him. Sungmin moans and pushes her hips upwards as much as she can with Kyuhyun’s weight on her. Kyuhyun doesn’t tease her this time around (he’s as desperate as she is), holding his cock steady at the base and pushing into her tight heat slowly.
Sungmin groans, Kyuhyun’s cock filling her like nothing else could. She tries to wrap her legs around Kyuhyun’s back to angle herself higher but his grip on her thighs is unforgiving. He slides his hands along the inside of Sungmin’s legs until his hands are wrapped around her ankles, spreading her wider and wider. Kyuhyun looks down, watches as his cock is now coated in blood, disappearing into Sungmin’s cunt over and over again. He looks at how the blood has smeared slightly on Sungmin’s inner thighs, still bright red and shiny.
“Fuck, Sungmin,” he groans, picking up the pace slightly. Sungmin’s hands dig into his hips, long fingernails leaving red, half-moon impressions on him. The pain of it makes Kyuhyun hiss and his rhythm stutters.
A few minutes later Sungmin comes a second time, broken moans of Kyuhyun’s name and yes, oh God, please, more spilling from her mouth. The pure pleasure in her voice is almost enough to make Kyuhyun come. When he feels the hot coil of his orgasm at the pit of his stomach he pulls out of her, hand flying up and down the shaft of his cock, slick with Sungmin’s blood.
He groans when he finally comes, the white spurts of his orgasm in brilliant contrast with the newly red color of his dick, landing on the skin of Sungmin’s lower stomach, mixing with her pubic hair.
Sungmin slaps him lightly, still out of breath when she speaks.
“That was disgusting.”
Kyuhyun murmurs in agreement.
“It was also hot. And we’re going to do it again. I can’t feel my cramps at all.”
Kyuhyun agrees again, collapsing next to Sungmin on the bed, fingers dipping into his own release.
“Before we do anything again we need to shower,” Kyuhyun says, looking at the mess he’s made of Sungmin’s torso, “And change the sheets.”
Sungmin giggles and rolls off the bed, standing and walking backwards to the door. Kyuhyun follows her only with his eyes, watching the sway of her hips, looking at how her hair is still pressed to the sweat on her skin.
“I’ll race you to the shower then,” Sungmin says in a singsong voice, turning on her heel and sashaying through the doorway.
Kyuhyun sighs. Sungmin’s head start was huge, but he feels like a winner already.
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