To fall in Love... or not to fall in Love... (1/6) (Sequel to 'Just another One-Night-Stand (?)'
Genre: Smut, Crack, Romance
Pairings: Kyumin, mentions of Hyukhae (Yes, I have to make it Top!Hyuk this time)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: boyxboy, sexual content, fail!story
Summary: One-Night-Stands are supposed to be only for a night. Means that you are never going to see each other again, right?
Beta: jennypham7
Eunyhuk licked his lips and thrusted in and out, searching for Sungmin's sweet spot. He found it after a few thrusts and a few change of angles. It was obvious since Sungmin let out a strangled scream when the younger man hit his prostate.
Somehow, Eunhyuk didn't last long this time.
Sungmin let out a little moan when Eunhyuk finally came inside of him. But he hadn't come yet and felt quite dissatisfied. Eunhyuk sighed at the release and pulled his now limp member out.
"Ya! What's with me?", Sungmin complained. Eunhyuk grunted and bent down to suck him off. Sungmin let out an impatient whimper and thrusted into Eunhyuk's mouth as hard as he could. He didn't last long, though and came hard into the latter's mouth.
"Since when are you like that?", Eunhyuk panted when he collapsed next to Sungmin.
"Like what?"
"That I have to give you blowjobs until you come."
"You are too gentle.", Sungmin pouted and pulled up his blanket over his and Eunhyuk's naked body.
"You are too greedy. I'm just like always. And Donghae likes it!", Eunhyuk pouted back. Sungmin grinned.
"What about you go and apologize to him then?"
"What? Want to get rid of me?"
"Why would I? Everytime you two fight is another oppurtunity for me to have sex with you."
"Uh-huh."
"Ya! I'm your best friend and I want you to be happy, what's so wrong about it?"
"Best friend with benefits, I'd say. Like let me fucking you.", Eunhyuk said while lightening a cigarette.
"First of all: No smoking in my apartment. Second: Go and apologize, you are just trying to change the topic.", Sungmin said and kicked his best friend out his bed.
"Ouch! That hurts, Min!", Eunhyuk complained while sitting up on the ground.
"Oh. Is little Eunhyukkie about to cry now?", Sungmin sticked his tongue out.
"And what's even that no smoking rule? I sometimes hate the fact that you are a steward." Sungmin crawled to the edge of his bed and kicked Eunhyuk again.
"Stop changing the topic and go apologize to Donghae, coward." Eunhyuk whined as he felt the pain in his butt and esepcially at the demand that Sungmin made.
"Bu-but... it was his fault!"
"Even if it was, but I'm doubting that, you have to apologize first if you want to keep your topping position.", Sungmin replied while collecting Eunhyuk's clothes and throwing them on him. "Now go, or else you might change your mind."
"Bu-but I never decided anything!"
"Yes, you did. You just decided to apologize to Donghae. Now stop disturbing me and get out of my apartment! Bye bye, Eunhyukkie~", Sungmin grinned and waved his hand. Eunhyuk murmurmed to himself while getting on his clothes but left Sungmin's apartment after all.
Sungmin laid on his bed and pulled his blanket over his head. Eunhyuk was right. Since when was he like that? Eunhyuk had always been good enough to make him come without even touching him and now it happened that he even had to give him blowjobs.
It had been like that since... Sungmin looked up and counted the sex partners he had in the last weeks. First, that tall and muscular guy at Buddha Bay. Then, the blonde guy with the cute dimples when he was shopping (gosh, that annoying laugh). Hmm... One day before he had flied to New York, Donghae and Eunhyuk had a fight and Donghae ended up drunken and somehow also in his bed.
Well, but Donghae was just as boring and gentle in bed as Eunhyuk. They were indeed made for each other.
New York. Ehm, he met that canadian boy when he dropped something... yeah, that guy was cute. But actually just average. Oh yes, Sungmin remembered the tall chinese guy he met on his shopping tour in New York. Oh yeah, those legs... That guy was really... good, Sungmin thought and licked his pink lips.
And then he returned to Seoul and... yes. Kyuhyun was his name, right? Oh yes. Sex god, Sungmin thought, completely different from Eunhuk and Donghae. But then he remembered how it ended. He gave him money. Fucking money. As if he was a whore. There is nothing worse then giving Lee Sungmin money right after having sex with him. Nothing. Fucking. Worse.
Sungmin was still sitting on his bed, bouncing up and down and was really really desperated. He wanted to keep his pride and never going to see that guy again but still... It was even more worse if he couldn't find enyone who could... satisfy him anymore.
Sungmin sighed again and took his steward uniform. After all, he had kept the money even though he didn't even know why. He took out the bunch of dollar notes and stared at them in madness. That was when he spotted something on the right edge of the 50 dollar note (yes, kyuhyun had given him 500 fucking dollars but what did sungmin expect, he met him in business class) and gasped.
"What?", Sungmin whispered in shock and his whole blood rushed up his face.
He couldn't really believe what he was seeing there. 'Thank you, Sungmin, it was awesome ;)' and then a fucking number. Sungmin could tell that it was a mobile number and FUCK when did that bastard wrote that? ON A FUCKING 50 DOLLAR NOTE? Sungmin frowned. Those rich people nowadays were really weird.
Actually, he was happy that he had found a way to contact that Kyuhyun guy but on the other side, how would it look like when he would call him??? 'Oh, hello, it's Lee Sungmin, you remember, we had sex on the flight from NY to Seoul and actually, You were just so good that I want to fuck you again.' Ehhhm. Definitely not.
What did that guy even expect? He seemed so arrogant towards Sungmin that the latter was wondering whether he would REALLY expect him to do something similar. Oh god.
No, Sungmin thought, he would rather die than undergo such a humiliation only to have a bit good sex. Okay, it was incredibly good sex but still. The only option that came to his mind in that moment was to look for another guy who was just as good or at least similar good as Kyuhyun.
Speaking of Kyuhyun, he was sitting in his office, having his own problems. He was totally stressed, on the edge to a burnout. No break for several days, since he had to do much business with some partners in China. But today was his last day before he was going into a 2 week break in which his best friend Zhou Mi would replace him.
Kyuhyun was glad that his friend had finally come back from NY especially since he was just there to explore the city, which was Mimi language for 'shopping'.
And Kyuhyun problem finally was that he didn't know what he should do in 2 free weeks.
Well, usually, when he had his free time, he would always go out an hooking up some hot guy he would find, sometimes even girls. Not that it was a problem for him, Kyuhyun knew that he was hot.
But since he had spotted some of his fathers spies when he was siting in a bar, he never really felt the urge to have random sex again. Not when he knew that someone was actually watching.
He didn't even understand why his father was doing it.
Cho senior had always known that his son was bisexual and he also knew that Kyuhyun was kind of sex addicted, so that he would often just run in some random bar and fuck the next best thing with two legs and a human name senseless. Not that Kyuhyun actually cared about their name.
That one time in the plane was an exeption and only because he knew that no one he knew was in that flight. He had checked the passenger list before.
Kyuhyun bit his lower lip while checking the financial situation of the hotel in South Incheon. God. That guy, Sungmin. Just brilliant. He swore that he had never come that fast and hard until that day, night whatever, where he had met that steward. God that ass. That was actually the reason why he had given him his number but he somehow doubted that Sungmin would ever call him.
He knew that kind of guys, who were always good for a One-Night-Stand, but were actually way to proud to call a number they would get. Even less if they received that number through a 50 dollar note. Kyuhyun didn't know either why he did it like that. Maybe because it would have hurt his own pride to admit that he just had the best sex ever and that he wanted more of that. Much more. Kyuhyun groaned quietly when he felt his pants tighten around his slowly hardening member. It was not the first time that something like that happened while he was thinking of Sungmin.
Being the lucky guy he is, his secretary Seohyun came in just in that moment to get the Plans for that new house.
"Kyuhyun-sshi, are you done with those plans? So I can bring them to-" Seohyun dropped her folder immediately when she had reached the table and was about to take the plans. She stood right next to Kyuhyun, who was desperately trying to hide his bulged that was forming a tent in his pants. That was already the second time in 2 weeks that he got hard because of Sungmin with someone spotting his erection. At least it was Sungmin who had spotted it the first time, but Seohyun?
Eww. He disliked her, or better, HATED her. She was a bitch, not one of those who just wanted sex but one of those who would desperately begging for sex. That was just disgusting.
"Ehm. Kyuhyun oppa?" Why was is it Oppa all of sudden? Kyuhyun exhaled long, to calm himself down. Everything was okay.
"Yes, Seohyun-sshi?", he said and forced a smile.
"I see that you have a ... Problem?"
"No, what makes you think that I have a problem?"
Seohyun inhaled deeply and blushed.
"The fact that you have an erection, Oppa."
"Why were you looking there at first place?", Kyuhyun sing-songed and crossed his legs, not trying to hide his bulge anymore, but just looking at his secretary in amusement. That day seemed to become better. Another opportunity to reject Seohyun, one of his favourite hobbies, because her facial expression was priceless, every single time. He didn't even know what this girl was thinking. She was not even qualified to be a secretary, she was only his secretary because her father was a good friend of his own father, and she had begged to be in that position, probably to be close to Kyuhyun everyday.
She was pretty and Kyuhyun was almost proud of himself that he hadn't touched her even once, despite the fact that he would have fuck every secretary who looked like that immediately. But he just didn't like her at all.
"Oppa, why?", Seohyun whined and blushed even harder.
"What why?", Kyuhyun said with a cocky smirk.
"Why are you doing this to me? You know that I like you!"
"What really? I didn't know!", Kyuhyun exclaimed in a sarcastic tone and leaned back on his chair. "And that's the reason why you are looking at my crotch area?"
"Oppa, you know that I can help you with that."
"Oh, are you trying to say that you want to suck me off, right here?"
Seohyun stared at him in shock and she would have blusher even more if that was possible. After 30 seconds of silence, she nodded slowly.
"Uhhmm... Yes?", she said while bending forwards slowly, locking her eyes with Kyuhyuns.
"What are you doing there? I didn't say yes, did I? Do you really think that I would let YOU sucking off MY dick?"
Seohyun stood up and sent him a hurted glare. "But Oppa! There were already so many girl who had done it-"
"- But preferably guys-", Kyuhyun interrupted her while still looking at her whiny face in amusement.
"And why can't I do it?"
"I think it's the 2,647 times now that I tell you I'm not hooking you up because I don't like you."
"Oppa, are you saying that you like all those other... Sluts?"
Kyuhyuns eyes widened immediately. "Don't you dare to call him slut.", he whispered with a low voice. Then he realised what he just said and corrected himself with his usual voice.
"It's more that I don't dislike them.", he said and looked on his watch. "I see that it's time for me to go in my break. Goodbye, Seohyun-sshi and enjoy your weekend.", he said politely, stood up and left the office.
Seohyun stayed back, hurt and confused. "I wasn't even talking about a specific person. Why is he overreacting and saying something like that? Who is 'he', anyway?"
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And while Kyuhyun was looking for a restroom to release himself, Sungmin had already made his way to the next gay bar he knew, in order to finally find a guy who can satisfy his needs.
A/N: Is it okay? I mean the length of the chapter. I cannot really see it the way I am used to, because I can't co into my pc >.< my iPod is my only chance to be online... So I'm posting with the LJ app here and I really hope that the length is about the same as always. The reason why my father won't allow me to go online anymore is simple: according to my dad, I am so fat that every piece of fat on my fat body is shaking with every move I do and that I should be ashamed of going on the street and forcing other ppl to see me bein like a mix of pig and manuel, the fattest man on earth. So I cant sit in front of the pc anymore and have to do more sport activities to become bearable for the sight of other people again... Luckily, he forgot that I can access Internet with my iPod LOL
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