[sj100] 002. Christmas
Ok, writing Heechul is fun. How did I not know this? Anyway, this is a heartwarming story about a hyung's love for his dongsaeng, and the bonds of friendship and faggery that bind them together.
Christmas
pairing: Heechul/Ryeowook
On their first Christmas together as Super Junior, Heechul's present to Ryeowook was a large, life-like dildo.
He pulled Ryeowook off to the side of the party to give it to him, which Ryeowook appreciated, because he was pretty sure he would have died, quite literally died of embarrassment if he had opened up this particular present in front of the others. As it was, he couldn't keep his hands from spasmodically clenching the pretty paper the dildo had been wrapped in, his cheeks from turning a deep red, or his voice from asking, although he knew full well the answer, "What is this?"
"It's a kitty, Ryeowook. I've gotten you a fuzzy little kitty for Christmas." Heechul rolled his eyes exaggeratedly. "What the fuck do you think it is?"
Ryeowook wasn't quite sure what to say to that, and so he said, "But...it's Jesus's birthday."
Heechul's brow furrowed. "Well, Jesus can get his own goddamned dildo. I can't be buying them for everyone, you know. You and Sungmin alone almost broke the bank."
"Sungmin?" Ryeowook squeaked.
"Here's the deal, Wookie," Heechul said, throwing his arm companionably around Ryeowook's shoulder. "You, me and Sungmin are the fags of the group, right?" Ryeowook stared at him in horror, but he continued on unperturbed. "Now, there's no way in hell that I'd ever fuck either of you, and you're both such nelly queens that even if you two got together you'd probably just hold hands and make out and shit, so it seems like none of us is going to be getting any real dick any time soon. Am I right?" Ryeowook began mentally preparing a list of all the reasons that Heechul was in fact wrong, very very wrong, but apparently the question had been rhetorical. "Of course I am. So, since I'm such a good hyung, I got us all some fake dick to tide us over."
Ryeowook felt his mouth moving, but no words were coming out. His eyes darted to the other boys. Were they seeing this? Please tell him they weren't seeing this...
"Oh, and Wookie, I know you've lost a lot of weight, and you look cute now-you really do-and I know that Hangeng's been hanging out with you a lot recently, but I don't want you to get your hopes up. He's not going to fuck you." Ryeowook almost choked on his tongue. "You may be a pussy, but you don't have one, and that's what that hunk of Chinaman wants. Trust me, I've tried." Heechul winked conspiratorially, and Ryeowook thought, How did he know?
"Just because he's not going to fuck you, though, doesn't mean you can't think about it. Do you catch my drift? I think it's actually a good idea-my relationship with Youngwoon has gotten much better since I've started fantasizing about him fucking me." Ryeowook almost dropped the dildo he was holding limply in his right hand. "Ok, time to play Santa for Sungmin," Heechul said, starting to walk back towards the group.
"Hyung!" Ryeowook said, and Heechul turned back. "Thank you." He had been brought up to thank people for gifts, and one couldn't make exceptions to rules like that, even when it came to gifts that go up one's butt.
Heechul beamed. "You're so cute, I could almost consider fucking you," he said and embraced Ryeowook, squishing the dildo between their chests. "Merry Christmas, Wookie!"
That night, Ryeowook had two of the most earth-shattering orgasms of his life: one while fantasizing about Hangeng, the other while fantasizing about Heechul fantasizing about Kangin.
Christmas
pairing: Heechul/Ryeowook
On their first Christmas together as Super Junior, Heechul's present to Ryeowook was a large, life-like dildo.
He pulled Ryeowook off to the side of the party to give it to him, which Ryeowook appreciated, because he was pretty sure he would have died, quite literally died of embarrassment if he had opened up this particular present in front of the others. As it was, he couldn't keep his hands from spasmodically clenching the pretty paper the dildo had been wrapped in, his cheeks from turning a deep red, or his voice from asking, although he knew full well the answer, "What is this?"
"It's a kitty, Ryeowook. I've gotten you a fuzzy little kitty for Christmas." Heechul rolled his eyes exaggeratedly. "What the fuck do you think it is?"
Ryeowook wasn't quite sure what to say to that, and so he said, "But...it's Jesus's birthday."
Heechul's brow furrowed. "Well, Jesus can get his own goddamned dildo. I can't be buying them for everyone, you know. You and Sungmin alone almost broke the bank."
"Sungmin?" Ryeowook squeaked.
"Here's the deal, Wookie," Heechul said, throwing his arm companionably around Ryeowook's shoulder. "You, me and Sungmin are the fags of the group, right?" Ryeowook stared at him in horror, but he continued on unperturbed. "Now, there's no way in hell that I'd ever fuck either of you, and you're both such nelly queens that even if you two got together you'd probably just hold hands and make out and shit, so it seems like none of us is going to be getting any real dick any time soon. Am I right?" Ryeowook began mentally preparing a list of all the reasons that Heechul was in fact wrong, very very wrong, but apparently the question had been rhetorical. "Of course I am. So, since I'm such a good hyung, I got us all some fake dick to tide us over."
Ryeowook felt his mouth moving, but no words were coming out. His eyes darted to the other boys. Were they seeing this? Please tell him they weren't seeing this...
"Oh, and Wookie, I know you've lost a lot of weight, and you look cute now-you really do-and I know that Hangeng's been hanging out with you a lot recently, but I don't want you to get your hopes up. He's not going to fuck you." Ryeowook almost choked on his tongue. "You may be a pussy, but you don't have one, and that's what that hunk of Chinaman wants. Trust me, I've tried." Heechul winked conspiratorially, and Ryeowook thought, How did he know?
"Just because he's not going to fuck you, though, doesn't mean you can't think about it. Do you catch my drift? I think it's actually a good idea-my relationship with Youngwoon has gotten much better since I've started fantasizing about him fucking me." Ryeowook almost dropped the dildo he was holding limply in his right hand. "Ok, time to play Santa for Sungmin," Heechul said, starting to walk back towards the group.
"Hyung!" Ryeowook said, and Heechul turned back. "Thank you." He had been brought up to thank people for gifts, and one couldn't make exceptions to rules like that, even when it came to gifts that go up one's butt.
Heechul beamed. "You're so cute, I could almost consider fucking you," he said and embraced Ryeowook, squishing the dildo between their chests. "Merry Christmas, Wookie!"
That night, Ryeowook had two of the most earth-shattering orgasms of his life: one while fantasizing about Hangeng, the other while fantasizing about Heechul fantasizing about Kangin.