Yeh-Sex Anthology: #1 - Yesung/Ryeowook
100 fic challenge [#016.] Quiet Places, Yehsung/Ryeowook, eavesdropping!Sungmin and Donghae
Title: Quiet Places
Length: 664 words
Author: shieldkitten
Rating: R (masturbation, voyeurism)
Summary: Yehsung's tricked Ryeowook into a quiet, isolated broom closet.
Original post: link
"Hyung..."
"Keep going."
"Hyung, we're going to get caught."
"Shhh, if you don't make sounds no one will find us."
"But..."
"Shhh..."
Ryeowook bit his lip, biting back the 'but's and the 'oh, but's and the 'Hyung, please's as Yehsung's breath blew warm against his naked thigh.
"Move your hand, Wookie, I can't see."
"Hyung, it's embarrassing..."
"Why are you so shy? It's just me. Move your hand."
Ryeowook closed his eyes and turned his face away as he slid his hands up onto his torso, clasping them together and trying not to imagine the expression on Yehsung's face.
"I didn't say to stop."
"Hyung, please..."
"Why are you talking so loudly? Do you want to get caught? That's so naughty, Ryeowookie, I would never have thought you were that sort of person..."
Ryeowook hissed in his throat as he dragged his fingers over the head of his cock, Yehsung's words stripping him of the last of his power to resist.
"Do you like how that feels?"
Ryeowook nodded, furrowing his brow as he wrapped his left hand around the head and rubbed, wishing desperately that Yehsung would stop watching, wishing desperately that he didn't get so turned on by the fact that Yehsung was watching.
"What else do you like to do?"
"I... I like to stroke it a bit."
"Don't just tell me, show me."
Ryeowook felt his cock twitch. "Th-there's no lotion."
"Omo, my innocent Ryeowook knows about lubricants."
"Hyung!"
"Shhhh..." Even without looking Ryeowook knew that Yehsung was grinning from ear to ear. "There's no choice. You'll just have to use saliva."
"But that's so dirty..."
"Then I'll just call Shindong and tell him to bring us a bottle of lotion. You have any particular kinds you like? You think Kangin will have any flavoured ones?"
"Hyung!"
"Don't make me gag you, Ryeowookie, I like your pretty mouth so much."
Ryeowook swallowed hard. Then he licked his palm.
"That's a good boy. Now show me."
"Unh..." Ryeowook thought he would die of embarrassment when the low moan escaped from somewhere in his chest. He glanced down, wanting to tell Yehsung that he hadn't meant to make that sound, but the way Yehsung's eyes were following his hand up and down made his hips buck involuntarily.
"Hyung," he whispered, wanting Yehsung to do more than just watch.
"Are you close?"
"Hyung, please..."
"You look so sexy, Ryeowookie."
"Anh..." Ryeowook gasped, throwing his head back and pulling harder, his free hand curled in a fist against the wall. Yehsung whispered to him, his smooth voice washing over Ryeowook in words that didn't seem to mean anything at all. Ryeowook thrusted into his own hand, once, twice.
"I love you."
"U-uh!" It felt like the whole world went white for an eternal second.
When he came back, Yehsung was beside him, hands on his hands, lips on his lips.
"Hyung," Ryeowook whispered, kissing him back.
"See that wasn't so bad, was it?" Yehsung asked.
"That was so embarrassing!"
"Mmm, but you liked it." Ryeowook punched him and pulled his clothes back on, reminding himself not to let Yehsung trick him into walking into quiet, isolated broom closets ever again.
"And now I know exactly how to bring you off next time," Yehsung whispered into Ryeowook's ear as Ryeowook opened the door. Ryeowook jumped as Donghae and Sungmin suddenly fell heads first into the room.
"Oh, look, there's the broom we were looking for!" Sungmin said, his voice far too loud and his cheeks far too flushed. "Oh hello, Wookie, were you two looking for a broom too?"
"Hyung, you said no one ever came here!" Ryeowook yelled, dying of shame even as Donghae and Sungmin sped off, brooms clutched in their hands.
"Oh, did I?" Yehsung asked, pushing his hands into his pockets as he walked away. "All I know is that I did tell you to be quiet."
"Hyung!"
Title: Quiet Places
Length: 664 words
Author: shieldkitten
Rating: R (masturbation, voyeurism)
Summary: Yehsung's tricked Ryeowook into a quiet, isolated broom closet.
Original post: link
"Hyung..."
"Keep going."
"Hyung, we're going to get caught."
"Shhh, if you don't make sounds no one will find us."
"But..."
"Shhh..."
Ryeowook bit his lip, biting back the 'but's and the 'oh, but's and the 'Hyung, please's as Yehsung's breath blew warm against his naked thigh.
"Move your hand, Wookie, I can't see."
"Hyung, it's embarrassing..."
"Why are you so shy? It's just me. Move your hand."
Ryeowook closed his eyes and turned his face away as he slid his hands up onto his torso, clasping them together and trying not to imagine the expression on Yehsung's face.
"I didn't say to stop."
"Hyung, please..."
"Why are you talking so loudly? Do you want to get caught? That's so naughty, Ryeowookie, I would never have thought you were that sort of person..."
Ryeowook hissed in his throat as he dragged his fingers over the head of his cock, Yehsung's words stripping him of the last of his power to resist.
"Do you like how that feels?"
Ryeowook nodded, furrowing his brow as he wrapped his left hand around the head and rubbed, wishing desperately that Yehsung would stop watching, wishing desperately that he didn't get so turned on by the fact that Yehsung was watching.
"What else do you like to do?"
"I... I like to stroke it a bit."
"Don't just tell me, show me."
Ryeowook felt his cock twitch. "Th-there's no lotion."
"Omo, my innocent Ryeowook knows about lubricants."
"Hyung!"
"Shhhh..." Even without looking Ryeowook knew that Yehsung was grinning from ear to ear. "There's no choice. You'll just have to use saliva."
"But that's so dirty..."
"Then I'll just call Shindong and tell him to bring us a bottle of lotion. You have any particular kinds you like? You think Kangin will have any flavoured ones?"
"Hyung!"
"Don't make me gag you, Ryeowookie, I like your pretty mouth so much."
Ryeowook swallowed hard. Then he licked his palm.
"That's a good boy. Now show me."
"Unh..." Ryeowook thought he would die of embarrassment when the low moan escaped from somewhere in his chest. He glanced down, wanting to tell Yehsung that he hadn't meant to make that sound, but the way Yehsung's eyes were following his hand up and down made his hips buck involuntarily.
"Hyung," he whispered, wanting Yehsung to do more than just watch.
"Are you close?"
"Hyung, please..."
"You look so sexy, Ryeowookie."
"Anh..." Ryeowook gasped, throwing his head back and pulling harder, his free hand curled in a fist against the wall. Yehsung whispered to him, his smooth voice washing over Ryeowook in words that didn't seem to mean anything at all. Ryeowook thrusted into his own hand, once, twice.
"I love you."
"U-uh!" It felt like the whole world went white for an eternal second.
When he came back, Yehsung was beside him, hands on his hands, lips on his lips.
"Hyung," Ryeowook whispered, kissing him back.
"See that wasn't so bad, was it?" Yehsung asked.
"That was so embarrassing!"
"Mmm, but you liked it." Ryeowook punched him and pulled his clothes back on, reminding himself not to let Yehsung trick him into walking into quiet, isolated broom closets ever again.
"And now I know exactly how to bring you off next time," Yehsung whispered into Ryeowook's ear as Ryeowook opened the door. Ryeowook jumped as Donghae and Sungmin suddenly fell heads first into the room.
"Oh, look, there's the broom we were looking for!" Sungmin said, his voice far too loud and his cheeks far too flushed. "Oh hello, Wookie, were you two looking for a broom too?"
"Hyung, you said no one ever came here!" Ryeowook yelled, dying of shame even as Donghae and Sungmin sped off, brooms clutched in their hands.
"Oh, did I?" Yehsung asked, pushing his hands into his pockets as he walked away. "All I know is that I did tell you to be quiet."
"Hyung!"