Don't You Want Me? - [One-shot]
Title: Don't You Want Me?
Word Count: 1,314
Pairings: HenWook, mentionings of QMi
Rating: R
Summary: Henry tries his hardest to seduce Ryeowook but in the end is the one who ends up seduced.
Disclaimer: Title taken from "Don't You Want Me?" by Human League
“Don’t you want me?”
Henry swallows; he holds back, keeping himself from embarrassing himself by prematurely answering the question. He knows he’s not supposed to; he’s supposed to dawdle, play with an answer while being as indirect as possible. That’s what he learned seduction to be.
Ryeowook on the other hand, had a very different idea of seduction. There he is, Henry stares, naked as the day God made him, his legs spread, his hand on his thigh. He’s enticing, Henry thinks, he strokes his leg like he wants Henry to come closer for a better look. But Henry resists, at least externally. He doesn’t give the impression that he’s completely disinterested but he knows that Ryeowook will appreciate him playing hard to get.
Kyuhyun better be right about this, he thinks to himself. The older man had taken it upon himself to give Henry advice on the art of seduction but Henry is sure that Kyuhyun knows nothing about seduction considering the fact that he and Zhou Mi fuck like rabbits every chance they get.
There’s no lingering feeling with them, he thinks, I shouldn’t have listened to him.
He bites his lip and he sees Ryeowook do the same. The older man’s lips are pursed and he’s starting to move down the mattress, lying flat against it like he’s waiting for Henry to crawl on top of him. Henry doesn’t budge though; he stays still, tightening his hands into fists, trying to ignore his cock as it hardens just upon the sight of a ready and willing and naked Ryeowook.
Henry walks closer to the bed, eyeing it like he’s more interested in the origin of the sheets than in the naked man lying on top of them. Ryeowook looks at him, sighing to himself. He puts his hand on his cock and starts stroking, softly, slowly, trying his best to get Henry’s attention. Henry sees him, how could he not? His cock is hard and it’s only getting harder as Ryeowook touches it.
He knows the feeling, all too well (his tightening jeans were subject to such a sensation). He turns around suddenly, back facing the bed. He can’t do this, he thinks. But then he gets an idea; he wants Ryeowook to beg to be fucked. It’s cruel, he knows, but it would keep him from completely ravishing the older man, acting like he was a sexual predator. He doesn’t want Ryeowook to lose respect for him.
Surprisingly he is able to think so clearly even when Ryeowook starts moaning Henry’s name as he continues to stroking. Henry looks over his shoulder; he can see the mattress moving up and down as Ryeowook’s getting louder and his movements, more extravagant. He puts on a show for Henry and Henry can’t help but be impressed (and completely and totally aroused).
He turns back around, facing away from a self-pleasuring Ryeowook to clear his head. The self-conscious thoughts are eating at his brain and they’re only combating with the overwhelming sense of desire he’s currently feeling. He bites his lip again and turns around. He takes off his shirt, thinking that it couldn’t do much harm.
It does cause a reaction in Ryeowook. He’s moaning Henry’s name louder, his cock now throbbing like he’s on the verge of coming. Henry can’t look away; he can only catch himself as he’s starting to feel the top of his jeans and his hand attempting to slip past the denim.
“Come on, Henry, don’t you want me?” Ryeowook says again. Henry curses in his head; they both know the answer to that question. Ryeowook’s only making things worse by acting like Henry’s rejecting him when he’s really just trying to play hard to get.
But then Ryeowook turns around; he’s on his hands and knees, his ass sticking out and his hand still on his cock. He’s moaning, his clenched hands skirting across the sheets that are wrinkling underneath him. As his ass moves back and forth, coming towards and away from Henry, Henry’s finding it nearly impossible to continue this way.
“Fuck me, Henry, I need you,” Ryeowook says in a sharp gasp as his hand continues to stroke his cock. His knees are bent and he’s practically sticking his ass in Henry’s face.
Henry stares at it for a good five seconds, without movement or without a word.
Fuck Kyuhyun’s advice.
In a matter of moments, he’s just as naked as Ryeowook, his hand on his cock lubing himself up. He’s loud as well, his moans echoing more than Ryeowook’s did. Ryeowook’s got his hand on his ass like he’s stretching himself, waiting for Henry to enter him.
“Fuck me, Henry.”
Henry complies; he slowly puts his hands on Ryeowook’s hips, holding him as the other man moves himself closer to Henry. Henry bites his lip again, hard this time (it ends up swelling up to twice its normal size) as he enters Ryeowook.
He’s hot, Henry notes, and tight. But he feels so good.
Why the hell did I wait? he thinks as he starts to thrust into Ryeowook. But when Ryeowook starts calling out his name, at the top of his lungs, sounding like having Henry fuck him was all he ever really needed, Henry finally understands just what seduction can do to a person.
He pushes deeper into Ryeowook, hitting his prostate, and closing his eyes as he listens to the loud scream that comes from the older man.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” Ryeowook’s gasping; he can hardly breathe as Henry slides in and out of him.
Henry barely says a word that wasn’t a curse or Ryeowook’s name. He can’t; he’s barely coherent. Ryeowook’s skin is covered with sweat but it’s so soft and it feels so good to touch. He’s hot and deep and Henry’s cock feels so good inside of him.
He lets out a sigh as he’s finding himself ready to come. He quickly pulls out, grabbing his cock and pumping it vigorously. His cum splatters onto Ryeowook’s ass, hitting his lower back, sticking to the skin. Ryeowook lets out a sigh as he feels it on his skin.
He hasn’t come yet, Henry notices. He’s starting to wonder if he did something wrong, if Ryeowook was only joking or teasing him when he said how badly he wanted to be fucked by Henry. He’s curious, so he pulls at Ryeowook’s small body and turns him over so he’s flat on his back.
Sure enough, his cock is still hard and throbbing. Henry gives Ryeowook a half-glance before getting down onto his knees (Ryeowook’s legs are dangling over the edge of the mattress) and puts Ryeowook’s cock into his mouth. As he begins to suck, Ryeowook falls back onto the mattress. His toes are curling, his thighs are rubbing against the sides of Henry’s head and he’s moaning loudly. He’s trying to grab at Henry’s hair as the other man continues to suck him off.
“OH FUCK, HENRY,” Ryeowook shouts when he comes. His cum sticks to Henry’s face, which only leads him to lick his lips as Ryeowook looks at him through sweaty fringe. Henry wipes his mouth before giving Ryeowook a deep, warm kiss.
He pulls away before getting carried away and looks at Ryeowook, a smirk on his face. Ryeowook’s still trying to catch his breath (the blowjob really did send him over the edge, Henry thinks) and his hand shakily reaches out towards Henry. Henry takes it and kisses it before dropping it down and grabbing a tissue to wipe himself off. He hands Ryeowook the box before pulling on his underwear, then his boxers and sliding his shirt back on.
He walks out of the bedroom with a smile on his face, feeling accomplished. Ryeowook just watches him before lying back on the bed, letting out a deep, satisfied exhale.
THE END
A/N: I really do need to write more HenWook.
Word Count: 1,314
Pairings: HenWook, mentionings of QMi
Rating: R
Summary: Henry tries his hardest to seduce Ryeowook but in the end is the one who ends up seduced.
Disclaimer: Title taken from "Don't You Want Me?" by Human League
“Don’t you want me?”
Henry swallows; he holds back, keeping himself from embarrassing himself by prematurely answering the question. He knows he’s not supposed to; he’s supposed to dawdle, play with an answer while being as indirect as possible. That’s what he learned seduction to be.
Ryeowook on the other hand, had a very different idea of seduction. There he is, Henry stares, naked as the day God made him, his legs spread, his hand on his thigh. He’s enticing, Henry thinks, he strokes his leg like he wants Henry to come closer for a better look. But Henry resists, at least externally. He doesn’t give the impression that he’s completely disinterested but he knows that Ryeowook will appreciate him playing hard to get.
Kyuhyun better be right about this, he thinks to himself. The older man had taken it upon himself to give Henry advice on the art of seduction but Henry is sure that Kyuhyun knows nothing about seduction considering the fact that he and Zhou Mi fuck like rabbits every chance they get.
There’s no lingering feeling with them, he thinks, I shouldn’t have listened to him.
He bites his lip and he sees Ryeowook do the same. The older man’s lips are pursed and he’s starting to move down the mattress, lying flat against it like he’s waiting for Henry to crawl on top of him. Henry doesn’t budge though; he stays still, tightening his hands into fists, trying to ignore his cock as it hardens just upon the sight of a ready and willing and naked Ryeowook.
Henry walks closer to the bed, eyeing it like he’s more interested in the origin of the sheets than in the naked man lying on top of them. Ryeowook looks at him, sighing to himself. He puts his hand on his cock and starts stroking, softly, slowly, trying his best to get Henry’s attention. Henry sees him, how could he not? His cock is hard and it’s only getting harder as Ryeowook touches it.
He knows the feeling, all too well (his tightening jeans were subject to such a sensation). He turns around suddenly, back facing the bed. He can’t do this, he thinks. But then he gets an idea; he wants Ryeowook to beg to be fucked. It’s cruel, he knows, but it would keep him from completely ravishing the older man, acting like he was a sexual predator. He doesn’t want Ryeowook to lose respect for him.
Surprisingly he is able to think so clearly even when Ryeowook starts moaning Henry’s name as he continues to stroking. Henry looks over his shoulder; he can see the mattress moving up and down as Ryeowook’s getting louder and his movements, more extravagant. He puts on a show for Henry and Henry can’t help but be impressed (and completely and totally aroused).
He turns back around, facing away from a self-pleasuring Ryeowook to clear his head. The self-conscious thoughts are eating at his brain and they’re only combating with the overwhelming sense of desire he’s currently feeling. He bites his lip again and turns around. He takes off his shirt, thinking that it couldn’t do much harm.
It does cause a reaction in Ryeowook. He’s moaning Henry’s name louder, his cock now throbbing like he’s on the verge of coming. Henry can’t look away; he can only catch himself as he’s starting to feel the top of his jeans and his hand attempting to slip past the denim.
“Come on, Henry, don’t you want me?” Ryeowook says again. Henry curses in his head; they both know the answer to that question. Ryeowook’s only making things worse by acting like Henry’s rejecting him when he’s really just trying to play hard to get.
But then Ryeowook turns around; he’s on his hands and knees, his ass sticking out and his hand still on his cock. He’s moaning, his clenched hands skirting across the sheets that are wrinkling underneath him. As his ass moves back and forth, coming towards and away from Henry, Henry’s finding it nearly impossible to continue this way.
“Fuck me, Henry, I need you,” Ryeowook says in a sharp gasp as his hand continues to stroke his cock. His knees are bent and he’s practically sticking his ass in Henry’s face.
Henry stares at it for a good five seconds, without movement or without a word.
Fuck Kyuhyun’s advice.
In a matter of moments, he’s just as naked as Ryeowook, his hand on his cock lubing himself up. He’s loud as well, his moans echoing more than Ryeowook’s did. Ryeowook’s got his hand on his ass like he’s stretching himself, waiting for Henry to enter him.
“Fuck me, Henry.”
Henry complies; he slowly puts his hands on Ryeowook’s hips, holding him as the other man moves himself closer to Henry. Henry bites his lip again, hard this time (it ends up swelling up to twice its normal size) as he enters Ryeowook.
He’s hot, Henry notes, and tight. But he feels so good.
Why the hell did I wait? he thinks as he starts to thrust into Ryeowook. But when Ryeowook starts calling out his name, at the top of his lungs, sounding like having Henry fuck him was all he ever really needed, Henry finally understands just what seduction can do to a person.
He pushes deeper into Ryeowook, hitting his prostate, and closing his eyes as he listens to the loud scream that comes from the older man.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” Ryeowook’s gasping; he can hardly breathe as Henry slides in and out of him.
Henry barely says a word that wasn’t a curse or Ryeowook’s name. He can’t; he’s barely coherent. Ryeowook’s skin is covered with sweat but it’s so soft and it feels so good to touch. He’s hot and deep and Henry’s cock feels so good inside of him.
He lets out a sigh as he’s finding himself ready to come. He quickly pulls out, grabbing his cock and pumping it vigorously. His cum splatters onto Ryeowook’s ass, hitting his lower back, sticking to the skin. Ryeowook lets out a sigh as he feels it on his skin.
He hasn’t come yet, Henry notices. He’s starting to wonder if he did something wrong, if Ryeowook was only joking or teasing him when he said how badly he wanted to be fucked by Henry. He’s curious, so he pulls at Ryeowook’s small body and turns him over so he’s flat on his back.
Sure enough, his cock is still hard and throbbing. Henry gives Ryeowook a half-glance before getting down onto his knees (Ryeowook’s legs are dangling over the edge of the mattress) and puts Ryeowook’s cock into his mouth. As he begins to suck, Ryeowook falls back onto the mattress. His toes are curling, his thighs are rubbing against the sides of Henry’s head and he’s moaning loudly. He’s trying to grab at Henry’s hair as the other man continues to suck him off.
“OH FUCK, HENRY,” Ryeowook shouts when he comes. His cum sticks to Henry’s face, which only leads him to lick his lips as Ryeowook looks at him through sweaty fringe. Henry wipes his mouth before giving Ryeowook a deep, warm kiss.
He pulls away before getting carried away and looks at Ryeowook, a smirk on his face. Ryeowook’s still trying to catch his breath (the blowjob really did send him over the edge, Henry thinks) and his hand shakily reaches out towards Henry. Henry takes it and kisses it before dropping it down and grabbing a tissue to wipe himself off. He hands Ryeowook the box before pulling on his underwear, then his boxers and sliding his shirt back on.
He walks out of the bedroom with a smile on his face, feeling accomplished. Ryeowook just watches him before lying back on the bed, letting out a deep, satisfied exhale.
THE END
A/N: I really do need to write more HenWook.