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1. post anonymously unless linking to a fill posted somewhere else
2. use the subject line to indicate pairing (in alphabetical order using stage names i.e.baekhyun/chanyeol) prompt details go in the comment.
3. use necessary content warnings
4. do not embed on meme. link to images/videos. label nsfw content.
5. do not repost prompts ( Read more... )
"Hey" Minseok says, taunting. "I could do this all day, but I think you have a bigger problem you need to fix."
Minseok looks meaningfully at the tent in Lu Han's pressed pants. There are already embarrassing stains that make Lu Han groan when Minseok giggles into Lu Han's neck. Lu Han nibbles at a rose, inked into the place right over Minseok's pulsing carotid. Setting Minseok down on top of the toilet bowl, he is rough with his cardigan as he strips it off. He hears a wrenching tear and thinks in a tiny corner of his mind that he'll have to throw this particular one away now. But nothing matters more than the way Minseok pokes his tongue out, looking at Lu Han sideways as he toes Lu Han's erection with surprisingly deft socked toes. His eyes challenge Lu Han to do his worst as Minseok tugs his pants lower, making the fabric of his pants slip past his pelvic bones. Lu Han's line of sight follows a little happy trail into Minseok's pants. It's when Lu Han realizes that Minseok is not wearing any underwear that he starts panting like he's just run a race while Minseok laughs into Lu Han's stomach.
Lu han unzips his pants in record time, barely feeling the cool of the air on his crotch. He grabs the back of Minseok's head. The hold is hesitant at first; he doesn't want to hurt Minseok. Minseok's hair is so wet that it's slippery but Lu Han ultimately entwines his fingers around the longer bits so they find purchase. Minseok doesn't need much guidance; his lips find the head of Lu Han's cock quickly enough.
There is no hesitating lick, only the suffocating pressure at Lu Han's head right from the start. Lu Han lets out an otherworldly moan, throwing his head back and seeing bursting white stars under his eyelids. Never the one to take baby steps, Minseok takes Lu Han's whole length into his mouth soon after. The tip of his member compresses against the back of Minseok's throat. Lu Han closes his eyes, willing himself not to buck and choke the other man. The metal ball of Minseok's piercing rolls blissfully against the underside of Lu Han's dick as Minseok draws back. The chill from the absence of Minseok's mouth draws a guttural sound from the depths of Lu Han's throat as he ghosts over the close shaven sides of Minseok's head and tightens his hold on the smaller man's hair. Minseok gasps against him before he takes Lu Han in his mouth again, sliding to his knees now to grab Lu Han's hips.
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"Ah" Minseok cries and sounds almost disappointed.
Lu Han watches as Minseok catches some of his come on his tongue. The rest of it flies onto Minseok's bare chest, his cheeks, his forehead, and his neck. Lu Han tries to catch up to his drumming heart, thumbing Minseok's eyebrows where there is a piercing that reminds Lu Han vividly of the sensation of one of Minseok's other ball bearings. Minseok, still hard, smears the still hot come onto his nipples, pinching them as he touches himself over his too tight jeans.
Lu Han's breath catches as he watches, through half lidded eyes, the way Minseok rocks back and forth into his own hand. Minseok doesn't ever break eye contact with Lu Han. His self-induced moans are pointedly directed at Lu Han, goading Lu Han to tuck everything away faster. He grabs Minseok by the arm he is servicing himself with.
"Let's go home" Lu Han rasps, voice uncharacteristically husky and low.
Minseok moans at the effort of getting up, not having reached orgasm yet. But Lu Han knows better and what he knows is that Minseok likes to be taken home, still hard and needy. He knows Minseok likes it when, in the privacy of their apartment, Lu Han gets hard again, just at the sight of Minseok naked. He knows he likes it when Lu Han fucks him in the shower as they wash off the concert venue's filth. He knows Minseok likes it as Lu Han fucks him again on their bed, knows that Minseok loves it when they fall asleep, spent, and then cuddle in order to wake up in the morning, only to fuck again by the light of the diffusing dawn. Lu Han knows what Minseok likes, what Minseok loves. And, in turn, Minseok knows that Lu Han is exactly the same.
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asdfjjhg this is awesome and /hot/ omg i love the pace u set, the details and the intenseness of it all. thank you for filling!
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shit
((yessss))
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