[infinite] he kissed me (it felt like a hit)
he kissed me (it felt like a hit)
infinite, sunggyu/dongwoo
nc-17 (slapping), 691w
prompt: "sunggyu likes it when dongwoo slaps his face during sex."
--spiritualized, "she kissed me (it felt like a hit)"
Sunggyu is sitting up against the wall, knees bent up and on either side of Dongwoo's torso, and Dongwoo is on his knees thrusting into him steadily and evenly, taking his time, watching as Sunggyu's mouth hangs open a little bit more with each thrust, like he can't control it. Then his lips move, and Dongwoo thinks he knows what he's said but he's not sure he's heard correctly. Either way, he wants to hear it again. "What was that?"
"Hit me," Sunggyu groans, and Dongwoo's stomach drops, his hips slowing a beat. They've talked about this once before, vaguely agreeing that it was something to try and then never bringing it up again. But in this moment, Dongwoo finally understands the little hints Sunggyu's been dropping lately as they snap neatly together all at once. Sunggyu opens his eyes, but he doesn't say anything, just watches Dongwoo expectantly. "Go on."
Sunggyu's cheeks are round and low on his face, and slightly flushed from sex. Dongwoo knows that they're soft, vulnerable. He lifts his right hand from the bed and bounces it experimentally off Sunggyu's cheek. "Like this?"
Sunggyu's eyes close. "Mm. Harder."
Dongwoo hits him with a little more force, still tensing his hand so it cushions the blow. This time Sunggyu lets out a little whimper that Dongwoo feels in his chest. But he says again, "More. Harder."
"Harder than that?" says Dongwoo.
Sunggyu opens his eyes. "Are you going to do it or not?"
The severe tone in his voice sets off something in Dongwoo's core, something burning that's been coiled up and waiting, and he smacks Sunggyu in the face with his open palm. Sunggyu gasps in surprise, a dark dragging noise. His hips buck forward involuntarily and his hole clenches briefly around Dongwoo's cock. The slapping sound and the sudden stimulation go right to Dongwoo's groin, and he moans a little as he thrusts in, his hands gripping Sunggyu's hips, thumbs pressing into the soft flesh.
Still, he asks, "It's okay?" Sunggyu pants and nods. So Dongwoo strikes him across the other cheek, eager to hear the sound of it again, and Sunggyu makes a choked noise high in his throat. Dongwoo growls with satisfaction and picks up his pace, pushing faster and harder into him.
Sunggyu's hand goes to his cock and he starts stroking himself off quickly. Without thinking about it Dongwoo grabs his wrist and pins his hand to the wall instead, his long fingers tightening with each thrust, and Sunggyu moans and rolls his head against the wall. His other hand comes up and rests behind Dongwoo's neck, fingers tangling in his hair. Dongwoo sits up and Sunggyu's hand slides down his back, resting just over the bump of bone where his ass begins. Dongwoo grunts and thrusts into Sunggyu heavily, then hits him across the face, the fingers of his other hand squeezing around Sunggyu's wrist as he makes contact. Sunggyu cries out and clenches his eyes as he comes, nails digging into Dongwoo's back.
Dongwoo keeps thrusting into him, keeping the brisk rhythm even as Sunggyu tightens around him. Then when Sunggyu's breathing has slowed a bit, Dongwoo leans in and cautiously presses his lips to his cheek. It's hot and tender, and the softness makes him moan and open his mouth, rubbing his lips against it. Sunggyu turns his head and catches his lips and they kiss, tongues sliding against each other. Dongwoo moves his grip up from Sunggyu's wrist to his palm and entwines their fingers. It only takes a few more moments before the tension in his lower abdomen bursts and he comes, groaning into Sunggyu's mouth and then bowing his head down to rest on his shoulder.
After he's pulled out and they've cleaned up, he sits next to Sunggyu, both their backs against the wall, and rests his head on his shoulder again. "Thank you," says Sunggyu quietly into his hair.
"It was good," says Dongwoo.
He can feel Sunggyu's shoulder relaxing underneath his head. "Yeah?"
"Yeah." He reaches over and takes Sunggyu's hand, then turns his head and kisses his cheek again once, quickly.
infinite, sunggyu/dongwoo
nc-17 (slapping), 691w
prompt: "sunggyu likes it when dongwoo slaps his face during sex."
--spiritualized, "she kissed me (it felt like a hit)"
Sunggyu is sitting up against the wall, knees bent up and on either side of Dongwoo's torso, and Dongwoo is on his knees thrusting into him steadily and evenly, taking his time, watching as Sunggyu's mouth hangs open a little bit more with each thrust, like he can't control it. Then his lips move, and Dongwoo thinks he knows what he's said but he's not sure he's heard correctly. Either way, he wants to hear it again. "What was that?"
"Hit me," Sunggyu groans, and Dongwoo's stomach drops, his hips slowing a beat. They've talked about this once before, vaguely agreeing that it was something to try and then never bringing it up again. But in this moment, Dongwoo finally understands the little hints Sunggyu's been dropping lately as they snap neatly together all at once. Sunggyu opens his eyes, but he doesn't say anything, just watches Dongwoo expectantly. "Go on."
Sunggyu's cheeks are round and low on his face, and slightly flushed from sex. Dongwoo knows that they're soft, vulnerable. He lifts his right hand from the bed and bounces it experimentally off Sunggyu's cheek. "Like this?"
Sunggyu's eyes close. "Mm. Harder."
Dongwoo hits him with a little more force, still tensing his hand so it cushions the blow. This time Sunggyu lets out a little whimper that Dongwoo feels in his chest. But he says again, "More. Harder."
"Harder than that?" says Dongwoo.
Sunggyu opens his eyes. "Are you going to do it or not?"
The severe tone in his voice sets off something in Dongwoo's core, something burning that's been coiled up and waiting, and he smacks Sunggyu in the face with his open palm. Sunggyu gasps in surprise, a dark dragging noise. His hips buck forward involuntarily and his hole clenches briefly around Dongwoo's cock. The slapping sound and the sudden stimulation go right to Dongwoo's groin, and he moans a little as he thrusts in, his hands gripping Sunggyu's hips, thumbs pressing into the soft flesh.
Still, he asks, "It's okay?" Sunggyu pants and nods. So Dongwoo strikes him across the other cheek, eager to hear the sound of it again, and Sunggyu makes a choked noise high in his throat. Dongwoo growls with satisfaction and picks up his pace, pushing faster and harder into him.
Sunggyu's hand goes to his cock and he starts stroking himself off quickly. Without thinking about it Dongwoo grabs his wrist and pins his hand to the wall instead, his long fingers tightening with each thrust, and Sunggyu moans and rolls his head against the wall. His other hand comes up and rests behind Dongwoo's neck, fingers tangling in his hair. Dongwoo sits up and Sunggyu's hand slides down his back, resting just over the bump of bone where his ass begins. Dongwoo grunts and thrusts into Sunggyu heavily, then hits him across the face, the fingers of his other hand squeezing around Sunggyu's wrist as he makes contact. Sunggyu cries out and clenches his eyes as he comes, nails digging into Dongwoo's back.
Dongwoo keeps thrusting into him, keeping the brisk rhythm even as Sunggyu tightens around him. Then when Sunggyu's breathing has slowed a bit, Dongwoo leans in and cautiously presses his lips to his cheek. It's hot and tender, and the softness makes him moan and open his mouth, rubbing his lips against it. Sunggyu turns his head and catches his lips and they kiss, tongues sliding against each other. Dongwoo moves his grip up from Sunggyu's wrist to his palm and entwines their fingers. It only takes a few more moments before the tension in his lower abdomen bursts and he comes, groaning into Sunggyu's mouth and then bowing his head down to rest on his shoulder.
After he's pulled out and they've cleaned up, he sits next to Sunggyu, both their backs against the wall, and rests his head on his shoulder again. "Thank you," says Sunggyu quietly into his hair.
"It was good," says Dongwoo.
He can feel Sunggyu's shoulder relaxing underneath his head. "Yeah?"
"Yeah." He reaches over and takes Sunggyu's hand, then turns his head and kisses his cheek again once, quickly.