[FanFic] The Power of Blond Hair
Title: The Power of Blond Hair
Pairing: Heechul/Hankyung
Rating: NC-17 for smut
Summary: Heechul takes his frustration out on Hankyung when the other walks in on him masturbating.
Disclaimer: I don't own Super Junior or HanChul... just this piece of writing!
That blonde hair in contrast to the slightly tanned skin.... The way the sweat shimmered on his upper lip... The way his shirt teased by revealing some of that toned stomach....
Heechul’s eyes were fixated on the picture of Hankyung that was popped up on the computer screen in front of him. He had been going through pictures from Super Show II when he had come across this picture of his lover. Never before had a picture turned him on before, but God, he couldn’t take his eyes off of this one.
Heechul felt his pants become tighter. Before he knew what he was doing, his hand had unzipped his pants. He let them fall around his ankles and let a hand slip down into his boxers. A soft moan escaped his lips as he wrapped his delicate fingers around his hardness. Closing his eyes, Heechul imagined Geng’s fingers wrapped around him... How good they would feel...
His eyes opened back up to be greeted once again by the picture on the screen. Heechul’s hips bucked up into his own hand and he groaned.
“Fuck Geng...”
He slipped his boxers down to free his erection and began to pump it, all the while imagining Geng. He imagined how sexy that head of blonde hair would look on its hands and knees between his legs and how sexier it would look with his fingers tangled in it. He imagined how amazing it would feel to be inside of Hankyung, being surrounded by the other boy’s tightness, hearing him moan his name over and over again.
Heechul was close. He could feel it. His panting increased as he pumped himself faster and faster.
“GENG!” Heechul screamed as he came into his hand. His head was thrown back as he savored his pleasurable high, his chest heaving up and down.
“Heechul....what?!”
Heechul opened his eyes and turned his head towards his door to find a fresh-out-of-the-shower towel-clad Hankyung, who was looking quite shocked and confused at the site before him.
“Were you masturbating?” Geng asked as he stepped into the room.
“No, I was plucking daises. What do you think I was doing?” Heechul replied sarcastically as he pulled up his boxers. Right then, though, he caught a whiff of Hankyung’s shampoo and felt himself become half hard again. Fuck. That boy would be the death of him one day.
Hankyung walked up behind Heechul and leaned over the guy’s shoulder to look at the picture on the computer screen.
“Heechul.... were you masturbating over... me?”
Heechul could feel Hankyung’s light breath on his ear as he spoke. Flashbacks from just moments before when he had been fantasizing about how good Hankyung would feel, how could he would taste came back to him.
He abruptly spun his chair around and pulled Hankyung down into a passionate kiss. The other boy didn’t refuse and opened his mouth, allowing Heechul’s tongue entrance. Hankyung moaned happily as Heechul’s tongue swirled around his.
Heechul pulled away to stand up. He ripped the towel from around Hankyung’s waist and pushed him back towards his bed.
“You little tease, acting so damn sexy... How could I not?! How dare you shame me into doing something like that!” Heechul growled as he stripped himself of his boxers once again.
“Heechul...” Geng began put was cut short when Heechul climbed on top of him, straddling his hips, and claimed his lips in another long kiss.
Geng moaned as Heechul’s kisses traveled down his neck and onto his chest. He gasped as Heechul teethed his nipple and shivered as he blew softly on it afterwards. If he wasn’t hard before, Geng knew he was hard now and he was aching to have Heechul inside him.
“Heechul, please...” His arm reached for the nightstand where he knew a bottle of lube was stored inside the first drawer.
Heechul laughed and retrieved the bottle. He coated a few of his fingers before coating himself and then setting the bottle aside.
Heechul bent down and kissed Geng again as he inserted one finger into Geng’s entrance, pushing it in slowly. Then he inserted a second and waited a moment before making scissor-like motions. Geng gasped loudly when Heechul’s fingers brushed against his sweet spot.
“Take me now, Heechul... Now!”
Heechul pulled his fingers out of Hankyung and positioned himself at Hankyung’s entrance, a triumphant smile on his lips.
“What’s this? Who’s the one needing who now?”
“Heechul!” Geng growled as he bucked his hips down, letting the head of Heechul’s length penetrate him.
Heechul laughed as he plunged hard inside of Hankyung, making the other scream and moan in a mixture of pain and pleasure. As he began to move and quicken this thrusts, he moved his hand around to circle Hankyung’s cock. The other boy gasped in appreciation as Heechul began pumping it in time to his movements. Faster and faster, the sound of skin on skin, pants and moaning of each other’s names filled the room.
Hankyung came into Heechul’s hands and over his abdomen once the other had started hitting that sweet spot inside of him. Heechul continued to thrust roughly into tightness surrounding him until finally he, too, came for the second time that night, emptying himself inside of Hankyung.
He pulled out and fell on the bed beside Hankyung, who was still coming down from his high.
“Hankyungie?”
“Mmhm?”
“Dye your hair back to black... for your own safety.”
“Why?”
“Otherwise I’m going to have to pounce you everyday like this... I can’t stay away from you.”
Hankyung grinned, “That might not be such a bad thing.”
Heechul laughed and nodded, “No, maybe not...”
Pairing: Heechul/Hankyung
Rating: NC-17 for smut
Summary: Heechul takes his frustration out on Hankyung when the other walks in on him masturbating.
Disclaimer: I don't own Super Junior or HanChul... just this piece of writing!
That blonde hair in contrast to the slightly tanned skin.... The way the sweat shimmered on his upper lip... The way his shirt teased by revealing some of that toned stomach....
Heechul’s eyes were fixated on the picture of Hankyung that was popped up on the computer screen in front of him. He had been going through pictures from Super Show II when he had come across this picture of his lover. Never before had a picture turned him on before, but God, he couldn’t take his eyes off of this one.
Heechul felt his pants become tighter. Before he knew what he was doing, his hand had unzipped his pants. He let them fall around his ankles and let a hand slip down into his boxers. A soft moan escaped his lips as he wrapped his delicate fingers around his hardness. Closing his eyes, Heechul imagined Geng’s fingers wrapped around him... How good they would feel...
His eyes opened back up to be greeted once again by the picture on the screen. Heechul’s hips bucked up into his own hand and he groaned.
“Fuck Geng...”
He slipped his boxers down to free his erection and began to pump it, all the while imagining Geng. He imagined how sexy that head of blonde hair would look on its hands and knees between his legs and how sexier it would look with his fingers tangled in it. He imagined how amazing it would feel to be inside of Hankyung, being surrounded by the other boy’s tightness, hearing him moan his name over and over again.
Heechul was close. He could feel it. His panting increased as he pumped himself faster and faster.
“GENG!” Heechul screamed as he came into his hand. His head was thrown back as he savored his pleasurable high, his chest heaving up and down.
“Heechul....what?!”
Heechul opened his eyes and turned his head towards his door to find a fresh-out-of-the-shower towel-clad Hankyung, who was looking quite shocked and confused at the site before him.
“Were you masturbating?” Geng asked as he stepped into the room.
“No, I was plucking daises. What do you think I was doing?” Heechul replied sarcastically as he pulled up his boxers. Right then, though, he caught a whiff of Hankyung’s shampoo and felt himself become half hard again. Fuck. That boy would be the death of him one day.
Hankyung walked up behind Heechul and leaned over the guy’s shoulder to look at the picture on the computer screen.
“Heechul.... were you masturbating over... me?”
Heechul could feel Hankyung’s light breath on his ear as he spoke. Flashbacks from just moments before when he had been fantasizing about how good Hankyung would feel, how could he would taste came back to him.
He abruptly spun his chair around and pulled Hankyung down into a passionate kiss. The other boy didn’t refuse and opened his mouth, allowing Heechul’s tongue entrance. Hankyung moaned happily as Heechul’s tongue swirled around his.
Heechul pulled away to stand up. He ripped the towel from around Hankyung’s waist and pushed him back towards his bed.
“You little tease, acting so damn sexy... How could I not?! How dare you shame me into doing something like that!” Heechul growled as he stripped himself of his boxers once again.
“Heechul...” Geng began put was cut short when Heechul climbed on top of him, straddling his hips, and claimed his lips in another long kiss.
Geng moaned as Heechul’s kisses traveled down his neck and onto his chest. He gasped as Heechul teethed his nipple and shivered as he blew softly on it afterwards. If he wasn’t hard before, Geng knew he was hard now and he was aching to have Heechul inside him.
“Heechul, please...” His arm reached for the nightstand where he knew a bottle of lube was stored inside the first drawer.
Heechul laughed and retrieved the bottle. He coated a few of his fingers before coating himself and then setting the bottle aside.
Heechul bent down and kissed Geng again as he inserted one finger into Geng’s entrance, pushing it in slowly. Then he inserted a second and waited a moment before making scissor-like motions. Geng gasped loudly when Heechul’s fingers brushed against his sweet spot.
“Take me now, Heechul... Now!”
Heechul pulled his fingers out of Hankyung and positioned himself at Hankyung’s entrance, a triumphant smile on his lips.
“What’s this? Who’s the one needing who now?”
“Heechul!” Geng growled as he bucked his hips down, letting the head of Heechul’s length penetrate him.
Heechul laughed as he plunged hard inside of Hankyung, making the other scream and moan in a mixture of pain and pleasure. As he began to move and quicken this thrusts, he moved his hand around to circle Hankyung’s cock. The other boy gasped in appreciation as Heechul began pumping it in time to his movements. Faster and faster, the sound of skin on skin, pants and moaning of each other’s names filled the room.
Hankyung came into Heechul’s hands and over his abdomen once the other had started hitting that sweet spot inside of him. Heechul continued to thrust roughly into tightness surrounding him until finally he, too, came for the second time that night, emptying himself inside of Hankyung.
He pulled out and fell on the bed beside Hankyung, who was still coming down from his high.
“Hankyungie?”
“Mmhm?”
“Dye your hair back to black... for your own safety.”
“Why?”
“Otherwise I’m going to have to pounce you everyday like this... I can’t stay away from you.”
Hankyung grinned, “That might not be such a bad thing.”
Heechul laughed and nodded, “No, maybe not...”