Sexuality--It's Ridiculous (5/?)
Title: Sexuality--It's Ridiculous
Pairing: KyuHae
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I have a facebook friend who lives in Seoul...does that count?
Summary: Kyuhyun's probably the straightest guy you've ever met; he likes booze, his job, and women. But what happens when his best friend Heechul decides he's had enough and propositions host Donghae to do his best to change this fact about Kyuhyun? Will it work? Or will there be more problems deciding Kyuhyun's sexuality?
The one thing that was taking Donghae forever to figure out was, how in the world did he fall for this Kyuhyun person so easily?
He had seen him only 3 times in the past and anyone in their right mind could tell you that that was definitely not a long enough period to fall in love with someone (but Donghae wasn’t in love with Kyuhyun, it was just a crush, of course that was only what Donghae was telling himself.)
And besides, Kyuhyun had already established that the feeling had not, and will not, ever be reciprocated. So why bother?
The business side of Donghae would tell you that if he succeeded, he would have a whole lot of money coming his way. He could pay back debts, quit his job, and buy that dance studio down on 10th street.
The emotional side of Donghae, no matter how confused it was, would tell you that if he stayed away from Kyuhyun for too long, he would self-combust. And that definitely wasn’t very healthy.
Either option lead to one thing: He had to find Kyuhyun, and he absolutely had to change his mind.
He was pulled from his thoughts as his phone began ringing in his pocket.
He looked at the caller’s name, mouth dropping open and staring blankly at the caller ID.
Lee Hyukjae.
Before Donghae had gotten his job at the host club he currently worked at, he had been in a relationship and he had been happy. The relationship had been with the same person calling him at that very moment.
The same person who caused him to be who he was today; a playboy, running away from commitment and promises.
He used to be the opposite of what he was. He was fun and loving and always the first to make a move toward relationships. He thought he had found the one and honestly wasn’t even thinking about what would happen if they broke up because at the time, the thought seemed completely idiotic. They were the perfect couple.
Until Hyukjae got scouted during one of his dancing competitions and was offered a contract. In China.
Donghae had thought that Hyukjae would turn it down. China was so far away from him. But he was wrong. And Hyukjae chose his dream over him.
He swore to himself the day Hyukjae gave him that last hug and stepped onto the plane that he would never ever let something like that happen again. The pain it would cause was just too much and he doubted he could ever take a blow like that again.
They didn’t part on bad terms. Hyukjae had had his moments of wanting to stay because he really did love Donghae, but he had wanted this for so so long. And an opportunity like this didn’t come often so they both agreed, albeit Donghae begrudgingly, that this was best.
Hyukjae had made it big in China, debuting in a boy band called Super Junior M, probably China’s biggest boy band and was quickly gaining fame in Korea and Japan. The more popular they got, the less time they had, and in the end, Donghae and Hyukjae lost contact with each other all together.
It’s been 2 years since they last spoke, and today was the first time any kind of attempt was made.
Donghae flipped his phone open.
“..Hello?”
“Donghae-yah~!” he was pretty excited.
“What?”
Hyukjae ignored Donghae’s obvious lack of enthusiasm and nearly screamed through the phone, “I’m back!”
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“Hyukkkiie!”
“Just one more place Donghae, pleeeease?”
“Aren’t you tired, you should go and sleep!”
Hyukjae continued to pull Donghae through the crowded sidewalk, “Donghae, we haven’t seen each other in forever, we need to have some fun tonight!”
Donghae sighed and let Hyukjae drag him to wherever it was they were going, giving up on trying to run away. The roads were looking strangely familiar by the way.
Hyukjae had begged Donghae to come and pick him up from the airport so they could spend time together before Hyukjae had to leave again. Donghae had agreed, only because Hyukjae sounded so pitiful.
So he found himself being dragged out of his house the minute they got there and being brought to every shop possible, Hyukjae pressing things into his hands, insisting that he should buy them for him.
Donghae found himself falling into the same pattern they use to operate on. Hyukjae would goof off and smile that goddamn smile of his and Donghae would pout and wait for Hyukjae to start paying attention to him. Donghae could feel the façade that he had built up over the years and his heart sort of melted at each laugh and nudge they shared.
And then Hyukjae stopped in front of a building with a line in front of it, a bouncer waiting at the entrance and music blasting from the open door. The bouncer looked at Hyukjae once and let them in.
Donghae didn’t recognize the place at first because the last time he had been there was when it was empty.
Oh please god no.
He soon found himself in the same building as his past love and his current one.
This really couldn’t end well.
He looked for Kyuhyun at the bar and once spotting him, did his very best to make sure that he couldn’t be seen.
“Donghae, let’s go get some drinks! We need to loosen up!”
So much for that idea…
“I think I should go get us a table, okay? You go ahead.”
“Don’t be silly Donghae; I can’t carry all those drinks by myself.”
How much was he planning on drinking?
He found himself being dragged again and this time towards the bar. Donghae’s main goal was to stay hidden as much as possible. His and Kyuhyun’s last encounter was more than a warning to ‘keep the fuck away’ but how could this possible be considered Donghae’s fault? Of course it wasn’t, he was here against his will, Kyuhyun would understand that right?
Something told Donghae that he wouldn’t.
Yeah, he totally won’t. He’s going to kill me.
Hyukjae got to the bar, Donghae hiding behind him, trying not to be seen.
“4 shots of vodka.”
Oh god, not the vodka.
“Donghae, what do you want?”
The 4 are only for him?!
Kyuhyun heard the question, picking up on the name Donghae being said, glad that he wasn’t holding a pitcher of orange juice again. He indiscreetly leaned around Hyukjae to find Donghae hiding and silently cursing to himself. He could’ve almost laughed if it wasn’t Donghae.
He watched as Donghae slowly stepped from behind the unknown man, looking everywhere but him.
“Um, I don’t need anything.”
“Haaaaeee, you promised me we’d have a good time~” the man poked Donghae’s cheek, lips jutting out.
Who the hell is this guy?! Kyuhyun thought. Out of what he knew Donghae to be, he never thought he’d see the day that Donghae would let someone use aegyo on him and touch his face. At the same time.
“Fine fine, um, a beer is fine.”
“That’s not going to get you very drunk.”
“Him getting drunk is probably not a good idea anyways,” Kyuhyun interjected, “He tends to be a bit…frisky.”
Donghae glared at him. First of all, wasn’t Kyuhyun supposed to hate him? So why hadn’t he thrown something sharp and breakable at his face yet? And second of all, why was he joking with him?
The man laughed, “My Hae? Frisky?” he continued to laugh, Kyuhyun catching onto the ‘my’ that the man had thrown out in front of ‘Hae.’ It unsettled him for very unknown reasons.
“Oh, is he your boyfriend?” Kyuhyun asked.
“No, he-“ Donghae started but was cut of by Hyukjae.
“Yes.” And the man smiled and Donghae mentally face palmed, not noticing dark look that swept across Kyuhyun’s normally calm features.
Kyuhyun placed the 4 shots in front of Donghae and his boyfriend and watched Donghae grab one eagerly and down it, the other man doing the same with the other three.
Donghae didn’t know what was up with Hyukjae. They had only met for a day since the two years they were apart and Hyukjae was going around telling people they were dating? It didn’t make any sense. And then it dawned on Donghae.
He couldn’t remember him and Hyukjae ever breaking up. To Hyukjae, it was all the same as the day he had stepped on that plane and left for China.
Maybe this was for the best. He was currently in like (he still refused to call it love) with a man who didn’t like him back (he bitterly admitted that his plan had already backfired on him in the most painful way) and Hyukjae was comfort. Hyukjae was his escape from all that. He could go back to being Lee Donghae again, he could quit his job and be the happy-go-lucky guy he used to be and god did that sound so good.
And then he looked back at Kyuhyun who was looking at the two with this look that he couldn’t quite pinpoint and then Hyukjae was squealing as the next song came on.
“Hae, it’s my song! Let’s go dance!”
He found himself being dragged by Hyukjae yet again and this time onto the dance floor.
No matter how much he would’ve loved to stay there at the bar and beg Kyuhyun for his forgiveness, he loved dancing. Even more, he loved dancing with Hyukjae. So he found himself moving to the sound of the bass against Hyukjae, the smell of sweat and alcohol filling his nostrils and his own shot working through his bloodstream, Hyukjae grinding against him. All the factors were enough to leave him panting and very, very hard. He reached for Hyukjae, pressing their lips together and oh god, he needed this right now.
He was in desperate need of affection and Hyukjae was desperately trying to give it to him. He momentarily forgot Kyuhyun and where they were, as him and Hyukjae began shameless gyrating against each other, mouths still connected in a heated kiss right there on the dance floor.
Hyukjae unlatched himself from Donghae, “Hae, please, I need you.”
And at that point, Donghae was too far gone to reply with anything less than an ‘okay.’
He grabbed Hyukjae’s hand and pulled him off the dance floor, searching for somewhere secluded so he could get rid of this damn problem in his pants and since Hyukjae was oh so willing…
Kyuhyun had kept his eyes on the pair the moment they had stepped away from the bar. And when their lips met, Kyuhyun’s whole being erupted with something he had never felt before, not even with Sungmin. He didn’t know what it was but the one thing he knew he desperately needed to do was rip the two apart.
And then he saw Donghae grab that goddamned man’s hand and pull him away from all the dancing bodies. And the look on Donghae’s face was all but innocent. However, before Kyuhyun could go up to them and stop them from doing anything (not for his own benefit of course, sexual activities were banned in the club…well that’s what he told himself) he saw the man Donghae was pulling behind him collapse to the floor. He ran over to him as fast as he could.
“Hyukjae! Hyukjae!”
So Hyukjae was his name.
“Is he okay?” Kyuhyun asked, reaching the two.
“I don’t know, he just passed out!”
Then Hyukjae smacked his lips together and began to snore.
Donghae stared at the now sleeping form of Hyukjae, totally bewildered at how anybody could sleep at a time like this.
Donghae laughed, “Only Hyukjae.”
Kyuhyun looked up at Donghae, not really liking the overly affectionate look in his eyes.
Donghae spoke, looking anywhere but Kyuhyun, “Um, is there anywhere I can put him?”
“In the back, where we went last time.”
“Okay.”
Donghae picked Hyukjae up bridal style, mostly so he could use him to hide the obvious bulge in his pants from Kyuhyun. The last thing he wanted to do was scare Kyuhyun away again and nothing could do that more than his pants just screaming, ‘fuck me now.’
Following Kyuhyun to the back room, he placed Hyukjae on the leather couch at the back of the room.
He could feel the air getting awkward and he turned away from Kyuhyun to keep his arousal hidden.
Kyuhyun didn’t like this too much.
“Why won’t you look at me?”
Kyuhyun’s sudden question had Donghae spinning around, “What?”
“All night you’ve been avoiding looking at me and frankly it’s getting on my last nerves.”
“B-but, you said…last time…don’t you hate me?” Donghae looked at him under his lashes.
“I…I don’t hate you. It’s just…you caught me off guard last time…”
“Wait…what?”
Kyuhyun let out an exasperated groan.
“You confuse me Donghae. Before I met you I was so sure what my priorities were and what I liked and what I didn’t like and god you’re making it so hard for me to separate anything anymore! And the crazy thing about all of this is we barely know each other! It’s just all so confusing! And who is this guy anyways? Is he really your…your boyfriend? It’s so sudden. Just the other day we…we…and now your with some other guy? And right in front of my face? It just seems wrong Donghae.”
Donghae didn’t know what to say. He was still trying to figure out what Kyuhyun was supposed to be telling him.
“What are you saying?”
Kyuhyun let out a growl and crossed the room, putting both hands on the sides of Donghae’s face and bringing their lips together. Donghae’s response was almost immediate.
He let out a soft mewl and wrapped his arms around Kyuhyun’s waist, pulling him closer to his body. It seemed almost unreal as Kyuhyun moved his fingers to the back of Donghae’s head, long fingers knitting through Donghae’s hair, creating a vice-like grip. He pulled and broke the kiss, Donghae’s head falling back, exposing his long, white neck.
Kyuhyun moved his mouth to the neck in offered to him, sucking and licking, leaving a mark here and there, biting down every now and then. Donghae moaned, fueling Kyuhyun’s fire.
Donghae moved his hands under Kyuhyun’s shirt and up his back, bringing his nails scraping back down. Kyuhyun hissed and bit down on Donghae’s collarbone. Donghae smirked.
He brought his hands to Kyuhyun’s front, unbuttoning the front of his jeans, reaching in past his boxers to grab Kyuhyun’s shaft.
Kyuhyun stopped his administrations and dropped his head in the crook of Donghae’s neck, breathing hard.
“Fuck me Kyuhyun. Please. I need you.” Donghae whispered in Kyuhyun’s ear.
In that moment, both completely forgot everything. They forgot that they were in the back of the bar and how any employee could walk in on them, they forgot the sleeping Hyukjae on the couch, and they forgot that Kyuhyun wasn’t gay because they so so needed this. They needed to release the sexual frustration that had built up since the two had met each other. Donghae had to show Kyuhyun that it was okay to love again, and Kyuhyun desperately wanted him to. So he threw away all inhibitions and attached his mouth to Donghae’s once again, not even hesitating to slip his tongue inside and taste all that Donghae was worth.
A battle of dominance erupted and Kyuhyun slammed Donghae into the nearest wall.
“You’re clothes are in the way.” And Kyuhyun unbuttoned Donghae’s pants, yanking down his jeans and boxers at the same time, Donghae pulling at Kyuhyun’s shirt. Kyuhyun kicked his jeans off and helped and helped Donghae with pulling off his shirt and Donghae then pulled off his own.
“Mm, someone’s been working out,” Donghae said, smirking, raking his eyes over Kyuhyun’s chest.
“Oh shut up,” and that’s where all conversation ended.
Kyuhyun pressed his body flush against Donghae’s, pushing him closer into the wall, their erections rubbing together, fully alive at this point.
They released matching moans.
They kissed again, teeth being brought into play this time. Kyuhyun nibbled on Donghae’s bottom lip, hands roaming downwards. He gripped Donghae’s weeping member and tugged. Hard.
He swallowed Donghae’s moan and continued to pump Donghae’s member. Donghae didn’t think he could last any longer, having been aroused for a good hour now.
“Kyuhyun, just hurry up and fuck me.” Donghae growled out and was knocked breathless as Kyuhyun quickly picked him up and wrapped Donghae’s legs around his breath.
“But we don’t have anything,” he said, completely contradicting his previous actions.
“I don’t care, just take me raw. I need you dammit.”
And who was Kyuhyun to protest?
He aligned his erection with Donghae’s entrance, bracing himself for what was about to come. The last time this had happened, he had forgotten the whole thing, washed away with the use of alcohol. But right now he was completely sober and this could ruin everything he had worked for. But then Donghae was putting his hand on his cheek and looking into his eyes, urging him to move forward, to take that next step, and he knew that this was right. This was what he wanted. He had fallen in love with a man he hated in a week and no matter how impossible that might seem to anyone, he knew what he felt was real and he wanted to make Donghae his for forever.
So gently pushed upwards, going in little by little, not wanting to hurt the other. Donghae squeezed his eyes shut, dropping his head on Kyuhyun’s shoulder, wrapping his arms around Kyuhyun’s neck.
After much pausing and waiting for Donghae to adjust, Kyuhyun was buried in to the hilt. He waited, albeit impatiently. Donghae felt amazing and god, he couldn’t remember since when he had wanted this so badly.
He felt Donghae wiggle his hips and took that as his signal to move. He pulled out a few inches and thrust back in, all gentleness and patience from before completely nonexistent. He pulled out again then slammed his hips upwards, back into Donghae’s tight heat. He kept repeating this and then Donghae screamed. Kyuhyun smirked. Aiming right at that angle, he thrusted again, Donghae letting out that same scream. Pants, moans, and heavy groans filled the room and both were completely gone from the world.
“Scream my name. Let that Hyukjae know who you belong to.”
Kyuhyun thrusted again, harder this time.
Donghae screamed again, Kyuhyun’s name rolling past his lips.
More thrusts. Kyuhyun grabbed Donghae’s neglected member, digging his thumb into the slit, “Louder.”
And oh sweet baby Jesus, Donghae could’ve came from Kyuhyun’s voice alone.
“Kyuhyun!!! Oh god, Kyuhyun!”
“That’s better.” And put his hands on Donghae’s hips, pulling him up when he pulled out and slamming him back down the moment he thrusted up, and if Donghae could’ve screamed louder he would’ve. A few more thrusts like those and Donghae was cumming all over their chests, Kyuhyun following suit, filling Donghae to the brim.
He rode out their orgasms, slowing down and then dropping to the floor on his knees, Donghae sitting on his lap, Kyuhyun still inside him.
They sat there panting, holding each other as they came down from their high.
Kyuhyun was the first to speak, “I’m so happy I was conscious for that this time.”
Donghae chuckled lightly, letting go of Kyuhyun’s neck and looked him in the eyes.
“You’re not gonna run away again are you?” Donghae’s voice sounded almost desperate.
“He’s not really your boyfriend is he?”
“No, he’s just an ex.”
Kyuhyun smiled, “Then no, I’m not running away.”
And he put his hand on Donghae’s cheek, brushing it lightly with his thumb and moving forward, catching Donghae’s lips with his own, engaging him with the sweetest kiss the two had ever shared, showing each other just how much they loved (yes, finally, it was no longer ‘like’) one another, basking in each other’s presence and silently promising so many things. Just with that one kiss. It was their own complicated form of love at first sight.
Little did they know that the whole time, an angry and fuming Lee Hyukjae had witnessed it all.
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A/N: -Peeks from behind Donghae- OMG! Look what I did! Wow, look at me, smut in the first 5 chapters....-hangs head-
So like...this is my first ever smut and and...it's bad isn't it? Omg. I failed OTL. ;~;
Oh, and I have I mentioned I'm going on vacation on Wednesday? Yeah, it's a 5 day vacation so I won't be updating at all then so hopeful this fail smut will make up for it, it's my present for all of you guys who've been commenting and reading from the beginning, it really means a lot to me~! ;~; <==Happy tears.
So yeah, comment, critique, ect, Happy Reading~! :3
Chapter 6
Pairing: KyuHae
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I have a facebook friend who lives in Seoul...does that count?
Summary: Kyuhyun's probably the straightest guy you've ever met; he likes booze, his job, and women. But what happens when his best friend Heechul decides he's had enough and propositions host Donghae to do his best to change this fact about Kyuhyun? Will it work? Or will there be more problems deciding Kyuhyun's sexuality?
The one thing that was taking Donghae forever to figure out was, how in the world did he fall for this Kyuhyun person so easily?
He had seen him only 3 times in the past and anyone in their right mind could tell you that that was definitely not a long enough period to fall in love with someone (but Donghae wasn’t in love with Kyuhyun, it was just a crush, of course that was only what Donghae was telling himself.)
And besides, Kyuhyun had already established that the feeling had not, and will not, ever be reciprocated. So why bother?
The business side of Donghae would tell you that if he succeeded, he would have a whole lot of money coming his way. He could pay back debts, quit his job, and buy that dance studio down on 10th street.
The emotional side of Donghae, no matter how confused it was, would tell you that if he stayed away from Kyuhyun for too long, he would self-combust. And that definitely wasn’t very healthy.
Either option lead to one thing: He had to find Kyuhyun, and he absolutely had to change his mind.
He was pulled from his thoughts as his phone began ringing in his pocket.
He looked at the caller’s name, mouth dropping open and staring blankly at the caller ID.
Lee Hyukjae.
Before Donghae had gotten his job at the host club he currently worked at, he had been in a relationship and he had been happy. The relationship had been with the same person calling him at that very moment.
The same person who caused him to be who he was today; a playboy, running away from commitment and promises.
He used to be the opposite of what he was. He was fun and loving and always the first to make a move toward relationships. He thought he had found the one and honestly wasn’t even thinking about what would happen if they broke up because at the time, the thought seemed completely idiotic. They were the perfect couple.
Until Hyukjae got scouted during one of his dancing competitions and was offered a contract. In China.
Donghae had thought that Hyukjae would turn it down. China was so far away from him. But he was wrong. And Hyukjae chose his dream over him.
He swore to himself the day Hyukjae gave him that last hug and stepped onto the plane that he would never ever let something like that happen again. The pain it would cause was just too much and he doubted he could ever take a blow like that again.
They didn’t part on bad terms. Hyukjae had had his moments of wanting to stay because he really did love Donghae, but he had wanted this for so so long. And an opportunity like this didn’t come often so they both agreed, albeit Donghae begrudgingly, that this was best.
Hyukjae had made it big in China, debuting in a boy band called Super Junior M, probably China’s biggest boy band and was quickly gaining fame in Korea and Japan. The more popular they got, the less time they had, and in the end, Donghae and Hyukjae lost contact with each other all together.
It’s been 2 years since they last spoke, and today was the first time any kind of attempt was made.
Donghae flipped his phone open.
“..Hello?”
“Donghae-yah~!” he was pretty excited.
“What?”
Hyukjae ignored Donghae’s obvious lack of enthusiasm and nearly screamed through the phone, “I’m back!”
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“Hyukkkiie!”
“Just one more place Donghae, pleeeease?”
“Aren’t you tired, you should go and sleep!”
Hyukjae continued to pull Donghae through the crowded sidewalk, “Donghae, we haven’t seen each other in forever, we need to have some fun tonight!”
Donghae sighed and let Hyukjae drag him to wherever it was they were going, giving up on trying to run away. The roads were looking strangely familiar by the way.
Hyukjae had begged Donghae to come and pick him up from the airport so they could spend time together before Hyukjae had to leave again. Donghae had agreed, only because Hyukjae sounded so pitiful.
So he found himself being dragged out of his house the minute they got there and being brought to every shop possible, Hyukjae pressing things into his hands, insisting that he should buy them for him.
Donghae found himself falling into the same pattern they use to operate on. Hyukjae would goof off and smile that goddamn smile of his and Donghae would pout and wait for Hyukjae to start paying attention to him. Donghae could feel the façade that he had built up over the years and his heart sort of melted at each laugh and nudge they shared.
And then Hyukjae stopped in front of a building with a line in front of it, a bouncer waiting at the entrance and music blasting from the open door. The bouncer looked at Hyukjae once and let them in.
Donghae didn’t recognize the place at first because the last time he had been there was when it was empty.
Oh please god no.
He soon found himself in the same building as his past love and his current one.
This really couldn’t end well.
He looked for Kyuhyun at the bar and once spotting him, did his very best to make sure that he couldn’t be seen.
“Donghae, let’s go get some drinks! We need to loosen up!”
So much for that idea…
“I think I should go get us a table, okay? You go ahead.”
“Don’t be silly Donghae; I can’t carry all those drinks by myself.”
How much was he planning on drinking?
He found himself being dragged again and this time towards the bar. Donghae’s main goal was to stay hidden as much as possible. His and Kyuhyun’s last encounter was more than a warning to ‘keep the fuck away’ but how could this possible be considered Donghae’s fault? Of course it wasn’t, he was here against his will, Kyuhyun would understand that right?
Something told Donghae that he wouldn’t.
Yeah, he totally won’t. He’s going to kill me.
Hyukjae got to the bar, Donghae hiding behind him, trying not to be seen.
“4 shots of vodka.”
Oh god, not the vodka.
“Donghae, what do you want?”
The 4 are only for him?!
Kyuhyun heard the question, picking up on the name Donghae being said, glad that he wasn’t holding a pitcher of orange juice again. He indiscreetly leaned around Hyukjae to find Donghae hiding and silently cursing to himself. He could’ve almost laughed if it wasn’t Donghae.
He watched as Donghae slowly stepped from behind the unknown man, looking everywhere but him.
“Um, I don’t need anything.”
“Haaaaeee, you promised me we’d have a good time~” the man poked Donghae’s cheek, lips jutting out.
Who the hell is this guy?! Kyuhyun thought. Out of what he knew Donghae to be, he never thought he’d see the day that Donghae would let someone use aegyo on him and touch his face. At the same time.
“Fine fine, um, a beer is fine.”
“That’s not going to get you very drunk.”
“Him getting drunk is probably not a good idea anyways,” Kyuhyun interjected, “He tends to be a bit…frisky.”
Donghae glared at him. First of all, wasn’t Kyuhyun supposed to hate him? So why hadn’t he thrown something sharp and breakable at his face yet? And second of all, why was he joking with him?
The man laughed, “My Hae? Frisky?” he continued to laugh, Kyuhyun catching onto the ‘my’ that the man had thrown out in front of ‘Hae.’ It unsettled him for very unknown reasons.
“Oh, is he your boyfriend?” Kyuhyun asked.
“No, he-“ Donghae started but was cut of by Hyukjae.
“Yes.” And the man smiled and Donghae mentally face palmed, not noticing dark look that swept across Kyuhyun’s normally calm features.
Kyuhyun placed the 4 shots in front of Donghae and his boyfriend and watched Donghae grab one eagerly and down it, the other man doing the same with the other three.
Donghae didn’t know what was up with Hyukjae. They had only met for a day since the two years they were apart and Hyukjae was going around telling people they were dating? It didn’t make any sense. And then it dawned on Donghae.
He couldn’t remember him and Hyukjae ever breaking up. To Hyukjae, it was all the same as the day he had stepped on that plane and left for China.
Maybe this was for the best. He was currently in like (he still refused to call it love) with a man who didn’t like him back (he bitterly admitted that his plan had already backfired on him in the most painful way) and Hyukjae was comfort. Hyukjae was his escape from all that. He could go back to being Lee Donghae again, he could quit his job and be the happy-go-lucky guy he used to be and god did that sound so good.
And then he looked back at Kyuhyun who was looking at the two with this look that he couldn’t quite pinpoint and then Hyukjae was squealing as the next song came on.
“Hae, it’s my song! Let’s go dance!”
He found himself being dragged by Hyukjae yet again and this time onto the dance floor.
No matter how much he would’ve loved to stay there at the bar and beg Kyuhyun for his forgiveness, he loved dancing. Even more, he loved dancing with Hyukjae. So he found himself moving to the sound of the bass against Hyukjae, the smell of sweat and alcohol filling his nostrils and his own shot working through his bloodstream, Hyukjae grinding against him. All the factors were enough to leave him panting and very, very hard. He reached for Hyukjae, pressing their lips together and oh god, he needed this right now.
He was in desperate need of affection and Hyukjae was desperately trying to give it to him. He momentarily forgot Kyuhyun and where they were, as him and Hyukjae began shameless gyrating against each other, mouths still connected in a heated kiss right there on the dance floor.
Hyukjae unlatched himself from Donghae, “Hae, please, I need you.”
And at that point, Donghae was too far gone to reply with anything less than an ‘okay.’
He grabbed Hyukjae’s hand and pulled him off the dance floor, searching for somewhere secluded so he could get rid of this damn problem in his pants and since Hyukjae was oh so willing…
Kyuhyun had kept his eyes on the pair the moment they had stepped away from the bar. And when their lips met, Kyuhyun’s whole being erupted with something he had never felt before, not even with Sungmin. He didn’t know what it was but the one thing he knew he desperately needed to do was rip the two apart.
And then he saw Donghae grab that goddamned man’s hand and pull him away from all the dancing bodies. And the look on Donghae’s face was all but innocent. However, before Kyuhyun could go up to them and stop them from doing anything (not for his own benefit of course, sexual activities were banned in the club…well that’s what he told himself) he saw the man Donghae was pulling behind him collapse to the floor. He ran over to him as fast as he could.
“Hyukjae! Hyukjae!”
So Hyukjae was his name.
“Is he okay?” Kyuhyun asked, reaching the two.
“I don’t know, he just passed out!”
Then Hyukjae smacked his lips together and began to snore.
Donghae stared at the now sleeping form of Hyukjae, totally bewildered at how anybody could sleep at a time like this.
Donghae laughed, “Only Hyukjae.”
Kyuhyun looked up at Donghae, not really liking the overly affectionate look in his eyes.
Donghae spoke, looking anywhere but Kyuhyun, “Um, is there anywhere I can put him?”
“In the back, where we went last time.”
“Okay.”
Donghae picked Hyukjae up bridal style, mostly so he could use him to hide the obvious bulge in his pants from Kyuhyun. The last thing he wanted to do was scare Kyuhyun away again and nothing could do that more than his pants just screaming, ‘fuck me now.’
Following Kyuhyun to the back room, he placed Hyukjae on the leather couch at the back of the room.
He could feel the air getting awkward and he turned away from Kyuhyun to keep his arousal hidden.
Kyuhyun didn’t like this too much.
“Why won’t you look at me?”
Kyuhyun’s sudden question had Donghae spinning around, “What?”
“All night you’ve been avoiding looking at me and frankly it’s getting on my last nerves.”
“B-but, you said…last time…don’t you hate me?” Donghae looked at him under his lashes.
“I…I don’t hate you. It’s just…you caught me off guard last time…”
“Wait…what?”
Kyuhyun let out an exasperated groan.
“You confuse me Donghae. Before I met you I was so sure what my priorities were and what I liked and what I didn’t like and god you’re making it so hard for me to separate anything anymore! And the crazy thing about all of this is we barely know each other! It’s just all so confusing! And who is this guy anyways? Is he really your…your boyfriend? It’s so sudden. Just the other day we…we…and now your with some other guy? And right in front of my face? It just seems wrong Donghae.”
Donghae didn’t know what to say. He was still trying to figure out what Kyuhyun was supposed to be telling him.
“What are you saying?”
Kyuhyun let out a growl and crossed the room, putting both hands on the sides of Donghae’s face and bringing their lips together. Donghae’s response was almost immediate.
He let out a soft mewl and wrapped his arms around Kyuhyun’s waist, pulling him closer to his body. It seemed almost unreal as Kyuhyun moved his fingers to the back of Donghae’s head, long fingers knitting through Donghae’s hair, creating a vice-like grip. He pulled and broke the kiss, Donghae’s head falling back, exposing his long, white neck.
Kyuhyun moved his mouth to the neck in offered to him, sucking and licking, leaving a mark here and there, biting down every now and then. Donghae moaned, fueling Kyuhyun’s fire.
Donghae moved his hands under Kyuhyun’s shirt and up his back, bringing his nails scraping back down. Kyuhyun hissed and bit down on Donghae’s collarbone. Donghae smirked.
He brought his hands to Kyuhyun’s front, unbuttoning the front of his jeans, reaching in past his boxers to grab Kyuhyun’s shaft.
Kyuhyun stopped his administrations and dropped his head in the crook of Donghae’s neck, breathing hard.
“Fuck me Kyuhyun. Please. I need you.” Donghae whispered in Kyuhyun’s ear.
In that moment, both completely forgot everything. They forgot that they were in the back of the bar and how any employee could walk in on them, they forgot the sleeping Hyukjae on the couch, and they forgot that Kyuhyun wasn’t gay because they so so needed this. They needed to release the sexual frustration that had built up since the two had met each other. Donghae had to show Kyuhyun that it was okay to love again, and Kyuhyun desperately wanted him to. So he threw away all inhibitions and attached his mouth to Donghae’s once again, not even hesitating to slip his tongue inside and taste all that Donghae was worth.
A battle of dominance erupted and Kyuhyun slammed Donghae into the nearest wall.
“You’re clothes are in the way.” And Kyuhyun unbuttoned Donghae’s pants, yanking down his jeans and boxers at the same time, Donghae pulling at Kyuhyun’s shirt. Kyuhyun kicked his jeans off and helped and helped Donghae with pulling off his shirt and Donghae then pulled off his own.
“Mm, someone’s been working out,” Donghae said, smirking, raking his eyes over Kyuhyun’s chest.
“Oh shut up,” and that’s where all conversation ended.
Kyuhyun pressed his body flush against Donghae’s, pushing him closer into the wall, their erections rubbing together, fully alive at this point.
They released matching moans.
They kissed again, teeth being brought into play this time. Kyuhyun nibbled on Donghae’s bottom lip, hands roaming downwards. He gripped Donghae’s weeping member and tugged. Hard.
He swallowed Donghae’s moan and continued to pump Donghae’s member. Donghae didn’t think he could last any longer, having been aroused for a good hour now.
“Kyuhyun, just hurry up and fuck me.” Donghae growled out and was knocked breathless as Kyuhyun quickly picked him up and wrapped Donghae’s legs around his breath.
“But we don’t have anything,” he said, completely contradicting his previous actions.
“I don’t care, just take me raw. I need you dammit.”
And who was Kyuhyun to protest?
He aligned his erection with Donghae’s entrance, bracing himself for what was about to come. The last time this had happened, he had forgotten the whole thing, washed away with the use of alcohol. But right now he was completely sober and this could ruin everything he had worked for. But then Donghae was putting his hand on his cheek and looking into his eyes, urging him to move forward, to take that next step, and he knew that this was right. This was what he wanted. He had fallen in love with a man he hated in a week and no matter how impossible that might seem to anyone, he knew what he felt was real and he wanted to make Donghae his for forever.
So gently pushed upwards, going in little by little, not wanting to hurt the other. Donghae squeezed his eyes shut, dropping his head on Kyuhyun’s shoulder, wrapping his arms around Kyuhyun’s neck.
After much pausing and waiting for Donghae to adjust, Kyuhyun was buried in to the hilt. He waited, albeit impatiently. Donghae felt amazing and god, he couldn’t remember since when he had wanted this so badly.
He felt Donghae wiggle his hips and took that as his signal to move. He pulled out a few inches and thrust back in, all gentleness and patience from before completely nonexistent. He pulled out again then slammed his hips upwards, back into Donghae’s tight heat. He kept repeating this and then Donghae screamed. Kyuhyun smirked. Aiming right at that angle, he thrusted again, Donghae letting out that same scream. Pants, moans, and heavy groans filled the room and both were completely gone from the world.
“Scream my name. Let that Hyukjae know who you belong to.”
Kyuhyun thrusted again, harder this time.
Donghae screamed again, Kyuhyun’s name rolling past his lips.
More thrusts. Kyuhyun grabbed Donghae’s neglected member, digging his thumb into the slit, “Louder.”
And oh sweet baby Jesus, Donghae could’ve came from Kyuhyun’s voice alone.
“Kyuhyun!!! Oh god, Kyuhyun!”
“That’s better.” And put his hands on Donghae’s hips, pulling him up when he pulled out and slamming him back down the moment he thrusted up, and if Donghae could’ve screamed louder he would’ve. A few more thrusts like those and Donghae was cumming all over their chests, Kyuhyun following suit, filling Donghae to the brim.
He rode out their orgasms, slowing down and then dropping to the floor on his knees, Donghae sitting on his lap, Kyuhyun still inside him.
They sat there panting, holding each other as they came down from their high.
Kyuhyun was the first to speak, “I’m so happy I was conscious for that this time.”
Donghae chuckled lightly, letting go of Kyuhyun’s neck and looked him in the eyes.
“You’re not gonna run away again are you?” Donghae’s voice sounded almost desperate.
“He’s not really your boyfriend is he?”
“No, he’s just an ex.”
Kyuhyun smiled, “Then no, I’m not running away.”
And he put his hand on Donghae’s cheek, brushing it lightly with his thumb and moving forward, catching Donghae’s lips with his own, engaging him with the sweetest kiss the two had ever shared, showing each other just how much they loved (yes, finally, it was no longer ‘like’) one another, basking in each other’s presence and silently promising so many things. Just with that one kiss. It was their own complicated form of love at first sight.
Little did they know that the whole time, an angry and fuming Lee Hyukjae had witnessed it all.
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A/N: -Peeks from behind Donghae- OMG! Look what I did! Wow, look at me, smut in the first 5 chapters....-hangs head-
So like...this is my first ever smut and and...it's bad isn't it? Omg. I failed OTL. ;~;
Oh, and I have I mentioned I'm going on vacation on Wednesday? Yeah, it's a 5 day vacation so I won't be updating at all then so hopeful this fail smut will make up for it, it's my present for all of you guys who've been commenting and reading from the beginning, it really means a lot to me~! ;~; <==Happy tears.
So yeah, comment, critique, ect, Happy Reading~! :3
Chapter 6