Fanfic: Incident
Title: Incident
Type: Oneshot
Pairing: Yesung/Ryeowook
Rate: NC17
Genre: Fluff, Smut
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“Damn this door!” Ryeowook shouted. He kicked the thing more and more, tried its knob again and again, and nothing happened. It was already late, the whole school was already gone, and he was there, trapped. Alone.
Damn this door. Damn this situation.
I’m so pathetic… he thought to himself. He managed to leave after his team, had to do something-for-the-team’s-sake as a good junior always do. But an imbecile left the door closed when he exited, and it couldn’t be opened from inside.
“Can anyone hear me?!” he shouted again, frustration filling his body. He managed another round of kicking and shouting and punching, and finally he ended up sitting on the floor, surrendered. His battery was dead and his stomach was empty. It made some strange noises. He was starving.
What if I’m starving to death?
He was almost sleeping when a sudden crack came from the damned door. Oh what a beautiful sound…
“Anyone here?” an even more beautiful voice came.
“Thank Gods you came! I’ve been trapped for hours!” Ryeowook jumped to hug his savior’s body.
“Heggh… Sure, let me go, I can’t breathe!” Jongwoon pulled himself away from the small boy, gasping for the air.
“Oh…Sorry Capt’n Kim,” Ryeowook’s face turned pink. Gods, he’s just hugged Captain Kim…
“Don’t call me that,” Jongwoon sighed. “You’re Ryeowook right? How could you being trapped inside here?”
“Dunno, Captain-Jongwoon. A moron left the door closed from outside…” Ryeowook’s face all lit up.
Jongwoon frowned. “Hmm… I thought I was the one who left this room the latest…”
Oh no.
“Guess I’m the moron, aren’t I?” a smirk crossed his face. Ryeowook felt like jumping from a cliff.
“Oh no… I… I mean…” he stuttered. Jongwoon burst into laugh.
“Kidding. Now let’s get out of here,” the taller guy urged. But apparently his feet got twisted, and he fell on Ryeowook’s small body. The two of them were rolling on the floor together before they realized that the door was… closing.
Ryeowook screamed. “How could you do that, captain!” he tried to open the door bewilderedly. “Now we’re trapped forever! Forever!” he shrieked.
“I don’t know! Don’t blame me, it’s your fault you didn’t hold my body when I’m falling!”
“It’s not my fault your feet twisted!”
“It happens all the time!” Jongwoon shouted with a final tone. Both of them staring at the door helplessly.
“Have you tried the windows?” the captain asked. The other shook his head.
“Too small, even for me,” he answered pitifully.
“Damn, there must be a way out.”
“I’ve tried all I can think. Nothing rang the bell.”
Jongwoon let out a heavy gripe. “Guess… we have to wait.”
Ryeowook looked at him in disbelief. “Wait? Until the next morning?”
“Until someone find us.”
“Until the next morning, then…” Ryeowook shrunk himself to the floor.
“I’m sorry,” Jongwoon looked at his junior worriedly after he sat down beside the smaller boy. His bright pretty face covered with sweat.
“Not your fault…” Ryeowook replied half-heartedly. He glanced at Jongwoon, noticing that the latter was staring at him seriously.
“What are you looking at?”
“You’re pretty,” Jongwoon gave him a small smirk.
“Don’t start with me. I don’t believe you,” Ryeowook said sulkily, although he fought himself not to blushed.
“You’re still mad at me, aren’t you? You’re even prettier when you’re mad,” Jongwoon began to find this conversation was interesting. “Besides, I really mean it…” he added playfully.
“No you don’t. I’ve heard that you’re a playboy at the heart.”
“Aw, you wound me.”
Damn that guy. “Haven’t I told you to stop?”
“Haven’t I told you I’m sorry?”
“Now look who’s got mad?”
They involved in a glaring competition.
And the lighting went off.
“NOOO!!!” Ryeowook jumped off and started to hit the door. “Open the door! Open the door!”
Jongwoon quickly dislodged the younger. “Stop hurting yourself.”
“If hurting means let myself be around a womaneater in this small, dark, cloistered secluded place, no! I won’t stop!” Ryeowook obviously didn’t watch his words carefully. And some sly thoughts coming to Jongwoon’s mind.
He has a point. Two guys, locked, dark… except the ‘womaneater’ part. And actually Ryeowook wasn’t just an anonymous freshman, he was a pretty, nice-figured, unmistakably stunning freshman.
With shapely legs and slim waist.
He felt himself getting aroused.
“So what if that’s so?” Jongwoon turned Ryeowook’s body with a small snap.
“So…” the pretty-faced was speechless. Their eyes was locked, both could feel each other’s body and heat and breath. His face was reddening.
“So…?” Jongwoon asked with a suggestive tense. He noticed Ryeowook’s reaction, and pulled his brave together to lean forward, hands slowly reached Ryeowook’s waist. The latter didn’t push him away. Seeing this as a green lamp, Jongwoon’s hand slid down to rove another places…
Ryeowook was too amused to speak, or react. Is this real? Me and… him…
“So you want to?” Jongwoon’s deep, persuasive voice whispered the words right into Ryeowook’s ear. His lips eagerly kissing the back of it.
“Wait…” Ryeowook cut. He really didn’t know what to do. He has been crushing on this guy for months, but… to do it with him… there…
“Is that all you can say?” another seducing whisper in his ear, a sudden shock of pleasure ran through his body. It made him dizzy… He couldn’t think about anything right… The lips were now downed to his jaw, kissing passionately and planting small bites, reddening the white, gleaming skin. A soft, pleased moan leaving Ryeowook’s mouth, Jongwoon took it as a reward.
I must be dreaming, Ryeowook took a mental note. He slowly circled his hands around Jongwoon’s neck, fingers danced and stroked his crush’s hair. Jongwoon tilt Ryeowook’s head up, his full lips rushed to kiss the beautiful boy’s. Ryeowook jolted the time Jongwoon’s lips met his, but ploddingly he responded with convenience.
“Jongwoon…” Ryeowook panted softly, his red, plumped lips parted in the need of air. In no time, Jongwoon pushed his tongue and entered Ryeowook’s mouth. His tongue hungrily exploring Ryeowook’s, caressing and tasting every part of it. The younger let out a delighted sigh into Jongwoon’s mouth, made the other squeezed his butt and pulled the small body into his own, their groin brushed against each other. Ryeowook jolt when he felt Jongwoon’s flesh for the first time. “Oh… Jongwoon…”
The older gave him a naughty grin. He backed Ryeowook up against the wall, later his fingers quickly unbuttoned his junior’s white shirt and helped him get rid of his pants. The latter did the same, minus the pants.
Gods, I’m really doing this…
Jongwoon chased small kisses along Ryeowook’s neck, smiled to himself when the other shuddered. Ryeowook tightened his grip on Jongwoon’s hair as Jongwoon played with his right nipple and played with the other. He bit his bottom lip, his body drowning in an endless ecstasy, he unknowingly rotated his stiffened crotch against Jongwoon’s thigh.
The action extracting a low, pleasured groan from Jongwoon. Ryeowook’s face lit in pink when he felt the elder’s hot breath in his sensitive skin. Jongwoon spread Ryeowook’s legs by his knees, placed his own in between, and pushed his hips forward and their members now directly met each other.
“Ah… Please…” the smaller one purred. Jongwoon sighed at the sexy voice, he began to moving his hips clockwise while Ryeowook doing the opposite. His head now limply lying on Jongwoon’s chest, his legs were already gave out. Grinning to himself, Jongwoon’s hands rapidly unzipped his pants. He sensuously (if not impishly) said, “Suck me.”
“What?” Ryeowook surprised, half-amused.
“You heard me,” Jongwoon whispered in hoarse. His blood was already rushed to his length and it wasn’t unbearable anymore. He desperately, pathetically needed it.
Ryeowook managed to sit in front of Jongwoon’s member, nervously grabbed the hot flesh. He blushed when he found himself caressing it, stroking and playing along with it. Jongwoon watched in amazement. He had his back against the wall.
The younger slowly opened his mouth and slid Jongwoon’s hardness in. He whimpered to the hot, hard groin in his mouth. His lips stretched to accommodate the large member inside, his head slowly sliding up and down the crotch. When Ryeowook took an experimental lick on his groin, Jongwoon couldn’t help but thrust his hips and shoved his member into Ryeowook’s mouth. “Ah… Feels… so good…” he mewled.
Jongwoon lift his head up, their glances locked. He slowly let his member out and pushed Ryeowook to the floor. Ryeowook was down in four now, his perfect figure looked heavenly in the dimly lit room. Jongwoon paused for seconds, wanting to absorb the beauty in front of him.
“Jongwoon…?” Ryeowook asked confusedly.
The mentioned one gave him a vague smile and quickly looked around for something that could be used at the time. Good. A lotion. He squeezed the tube and rubbing it against his two fingers. Slowly but sure, he moved his fingers on Ryeowook’s tight entrance, made some circles with it. Ryeowook never experienced the feeling. The new… incredible feeling.
Jongwoon now encase his hard length with the lubricant, he moved closer to Ryeowook’s entrance and lightly caressed it with the tip of his member. The new feeling made Ryeowook excited, he wanted more. “Jongwoon… please…” Ryeowook whined cutely.
The elder grin, “Please what?” Jongwoon leaned on Ryeowook’s back, one of his hands reached the younger’s groin. Ryeowook jolted and let out a whine, “Please… do me…”
Jongwoon breathed heavily. He never heard anything as beautiful as the words. He began to continue his pace. He thrust his hips forward and the tip of his member entered Ryeowook’s hot tunnel. At first the pace was followed by pain, but it left as soon as it came. Ryeowook felt the flesh thrust his walls… deeper… harder… The hotness that came from the large member wasn’t explainable…
“Ahh…” Ryeowook moaned sensuously as Jongwoon rose up the speed. He pushed his hips into Ryeowook, his hand gripping Ryeowook’s hips and pulled it up and down to his body while the other lightly stroked Ryeowook’s length. They felt the same dizziness, the same ecstasy…
Jongwoon felt the hot, wet walls tightly caressed his length. “Ryeowook… you’re so hot… so wet… You’re making me hot…”
Ryeowook cried out loud when Jongwoon hit the spot inside him. Jongwoon hit the spot and another angle and the spot again, the constant paces made Ryeowook muttered in excitement. “Ah… aah… oh gods Jongwoon…”
The intent pleasure brought both of them near the climax. The moves and paces wasn’t as neat and constant as before, it became frantic and uncontrollable. Ryeowook felt like he was going to explode. “Oh… oh my… Jongwoon… that’s so… oh…”
The hand on Ryeowook’s member continuously milked him while the thrusts have reached the maximum speed. The length inside him penetrating, throbbing and twitching vigorously, and finally Jongwoon’s hot liquid burst into Ryeowook’s tunnel.
Breathing erratically, both of them sat back against the wall. Jongwoon pulled Ryeowook into him, let him sat between his legs. Ryeowook weakly placed his face on Jongwoon’s tan, bare chest.
“You’re amazing,” Jongwoon sighed into the pretty-faced’s ear as he tightened his embrace. Ryeowook laughed at the comment powerlessly.
“You’re an expert.”
“No, it’s you… who makes me… doing things…”
Ryeowook looked at Jongwoon in disbelief. The latter just smirked as if he knew what Ryeowook was about to say.
“Better believe it, baby.”
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A/N: I made the story for a ChangTa fic (which I had posted here but I decided to delete it). I changed the pairing into Yesung-Ryeowook. Why? Because I like this pairing better :3 *gets whacked*
Type: Oneshot
Pairing: Yesung/Ryeowook
Rate: NC17
Genre: Fluff, Smut
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“Damn this door!” Ryeowook shouted. He kicked the thing more and more, tried its knob again and again, and nothing happened. It was already late, the whole school was already gone, and he was there, trapped. Alone.
Damn this door. Damn this situation.
I’m so pathetic… he thought to himself. He managed to leave after his team, had to do something-for-the-team’s-sake as a good junior always do. But an imbecile left the door closed when he exited, and it couldn’t be opened from inside.
“Can anyone hear me?!” he shouted again, frustration filling his body. He managed another round of kicking and shouting and punching, and finally he ended up sitting on the floor, surrendered. His battery was dead and his stomach was empty. It made some strange noises. He was starving.
What if I’m starving to death?
He was almost sleeping when a sudden crack came from the damned door. Oh what a beautiful sound…
“Anyone here?” an even more beautiful voice came.
“Thank Gods you came! I’ve been trapped for hours!” Ryeowook jumped to hug his savior’s body.
“Heggh… Sure, let me go, I can’t breathe!” Jongwoon pulled himself away from the small boy, gasping for the air.
“Oh…Sorry Capt’n Kim,” Ryeowook’s face turned pink. Gods, he’s just hugged Captain Kim…
“Don’t call me that,” Jongwoon sighed. “You’re Ryeowook right? How could you being trapped inside here?”
“Dunno, Captain-Jongwoon. A moron left the door closed from outside…” Ryeowook’s face all lit up.
Jongwoon frowned. “Hmm… I thought I was the one who left this room the latest…”
Oh no.
“Guess I’m the moron, aren’t I?” a smirk crossed his face. Ryeowook felt like jumping from a cliff.
“Oh no… I… I mean…” he stuttered. Jongwoon burst into laugh.
“Kidding. Now let’s get out of here,” the taller guy urged. But apparently his feet got twisted, and he fell on Ryeowook’s small body. The two of them were rolling on the floor together before they realized that the door was… closing.
Ryeowook screamed. “How could you do that, captain!” he tried to open the door bewilderedly. “Now we’re trapped forever! Forever!” he shrieked.
“I don’t know! Don’t blame me, it’s your fault you didn’t hold my body when I’m falling!”
“It’s not my fault your feet twisted!”
“It happens all the time!” Jongwoon shouted with a final tone. Both of them staring at the door helplessly.
“Have you tried the windows?” the captain asked. The other shook his head.
“Too small, even for me,” he answered pitifully.
“Damn, there must be a way out.”
“I’ve tried all I can think. Nothing rang the bell.”
Jongwoon let out a heavy gripe. “Guess… we have to wait.”
Ryeowook looked at him in disbelief. “Wait? Until the next morning?”
“Until someone find us.”
“Until the next morning, then…” Ryeowook shrunk himself to the floor.
“I’m sorry,” Jongwoon looked at his junior worriedly after he sat down beside the smaller boy. His bright pretty face covered with sweat.
“Not your fault…” Ryeowook replied half-heartedly. He glanced at Jongwoon, noticing that the latter was staring at him seriously.
“What are you looking at?”
“You’re pretty,” Jongwoon gave him a small smirk.
“Don’t start with me. I don’t believe you,” Ryeowook said sulkily, although he fought himself not to blushed.
“You’re still mad at me, aren’t you? You’re even prettier when you’re mad,” Jongwoon began to find this conversation was interesting. “Besides, I really mean it…” he added playfully.
“No you don’t. I’ve heard that you’re a playboy at the heart.”
“Aw, you wound me.”
Damn that guy. “Haven’t I told you to stop?”
“Haven’t I told you I’m sorry?”
“Now look who’s got mad?”
They involved in a glaring competition.
And the lighting went off.
“NOOO!!!” Ryeowook jumped off and started to hit the door. “Open the door! Open the door!”
Jongwoon quickly dislodged the younger. “Stop hurting yourself.”
“If hurting means let myself be around a womaneater in this small, dark, cloistered secluded place, no! I won’t stop!” Ryeowook obviously didn’t watch his words carefully. And some sly thoughts coming to Jongwoon’s mind.
He has a point. Two guys, locked, dark… except the ‘womaneater’ part. And actually Ryeowook wasn’t just an anonymous freshman, he was a pretty, nice-figured, unmistakably stunning freshman.
With shapely legs and slim waist.
He felt himself getting aroused.
“So what if that’s so?” Jongwoon turned Ryeowook’s body with a small snap.
“So…” the pretty-faced was speechless. Their eyes was locked, both could feel each other’s body and heat and breath. His face was reddening.
“So…?” Jongwoon asked with a suggestive tense. He noticed Ryeowook’s reaction, and pulled his brave together to lean forward, hands slowly reached Ryeowook’s waist. The latter didn’t push him away. Seeing this as a green lamp, Jongwoon’s hand slid down to rove another places…
Ryeowook was too amused to speak, or react. Is this real? Me and… him…
“So you want to?” Jongwoon’s deep, persuasive voice whispered the words right into Ryeowook’s ear. His lips eagerly kissing the back of it.
“Wait…” Ryeowook cut. He really didn’t know what to do. He has been crushing on this guy for months, but… to do it with him… there…
“Is that all you can say?” another seducing whisper in his ear, a sudden shock of pleasure ran through his body. It made him dizzy… He couldn’t think about anything right… The lips were now downed to his jaw, kissing passionately and planting small bites, reddening the white, gleaming skin. A soft, pleased moan leaving Ryeowook’s mouth, Jongwoon took it as a reward.
I must be dreaming, Ryeowook took a mental note. He slowly circled his hands around Jongwoon’s neck, fingers danced and stroked his crush’s hair. Jongwoon tilt Ryeowook’s head up, his full lips rushed to kiss the beautiful boy’s. Ryeowook jolted the time Jongwoon’s lips met his, but ploddingly he responded with convenience.
“Jongwoon…” Ryeowook panted softly, his red, plumped lips parted in the need of air. In no time, Jongwoon pushed his tongue and entered Ryeowook’s mouth. His tongue hungrily exploring Ryeowook’s, caressing and tasting every part of it. The younger let out a delighted sigh into Jongwoon’s mouth, made the other squeezed his butt and pulled the small body into his own, their groin brushed against each other. Ryeowook jolt when he felt Jongwoon’s flesh for the first time. “Oh… Jongwoon…”
The older gave him a naughty grin. He backed Ryeowook up against the wall, later his fingers quickly unbuttoned his junior’s white shirt and helped him get rid of his pants. The latter did the same, minus the pants.
Gods, I’m really doing this…
Jongwoon chased small kisses along Ryeowook’s neck, smiled to himself when the other shuddered. Ryeowook tightened his grip on Jongwoon’s hair as Jongwoon played with his right nipple and played with the other. He bit his bottom lip, his body drowning in an endless ecstasy, he unknowingly rotated his stiffened crotch against Jongwoon’s thigh.
The action extracting a low, pleasured groan from Jongwoon. Ryeowook’s face lit in pink when he felt the elder’s hot breath in his sensitive skin. Jongwoon spread Ryeowook’s legs by his knees, placed his own in between, and pushed his hips forward and their members now directly met each other.
“Ah… Please…” the smaller one purred. Jongwoon sighed at the sexy voice, he began to moving his hips clockwise while Ryeowook doing the opposite. His head now limply lying on Jongwoon’s chest, his legs were already gave out. Grinning to himself, Jongwoon’s hands rapidly unzipped his pants. He sensuously (if not impishly) said, “Suck me.”
“What?” Ryeowook surprised, half-amused.
“You heard me,” Jongwoon whispered in hoarse. His blood was already rushed to his length and it wasn’t unbearable anymore. He desperately, pathetically needed it.
Ryeowook managed to sit in front of Jongwoon’s member, nervously grabbed the hot flesh. He blushed when he found himself caressing it, stroking and playing along with it. Jongwoon watched in amazement. He had his back against the wall.
The younger slowly opened his mouth and slid Jongwoon’s hardness in. He whimpered to the hot, hard groin in his mouth. His lips stretched to accommodate the large member inside, his head slowly sliding up and down the crotch. When Ryeowook took an experimental lick on his groin, Jongwoon couldn’t help but thrust his hips and shoved his member into Ryeowook’s mouth. “Ah… Feels… so good…” he mewled.
Jongwoon lift his head up, their glances locked. He slowly let his member out and pushed Ryeowook to the floor. Ryeowook was down in four now, his perfect figure looked heavenly in the dimly lit room. Jongwoon paused for seconds, wanting to absorb the beauty in front of him.
“Jongwoon…?” Ryeowook asked confusedly.
The mentioned one gave him a vague smile and quickly looked around for something that could be used at the time. Good. A lotion. He squeezed the tube and rubbing it against his two fingers. Slowly but sure, he moved his fingers on Ryeowook’s tight entrance, made some circles with it. Ryeowook never experienced the feeling. The new… incredible feeling.
Jongwoon now encase his hard length with the lubricant, he moved closer to Ryeowook’s entrance and lightly caressed it with the tip of his member. The new feeling made Ryeowook excited, he wanted more. “Jongwoon… please…” Ryeowook whined cutely.
The elder grin, “Please what?” Jongwoon leaned on Ryeowook’s back, one of his hands reached the younger’s groin. Ryeowook jolted and let out a whine, “Please… do me…”
Jongwoon breathed heavily. He never heard anything as beautiful as the words. He began to continue his pace. He thrust his hips forward and the tip of his member entered Ryeowook’s hot tunnel. At first the pace was followed by pain, but it left as soon as it came. Ryeowook felt the flesh thrust his walls… deeper… harder… The hotness that came from the large member wasn’t explainable…
“Ahh…” Ryeowook moaned sensuously as Jongwoon rose up the speed. He pushed his hips into Ryeowook, his hand gripping Ryeowook’s hips and pulled it up and down to his body while the other lightly stroked Ryeowook’s length. They felt the same dizziness, the same ecstasy…
Jongwoon felt the hot, wet walls tightly caressed his length. “Ryeowook… you’re so hot… so wet… You’re making me hot…”
Ryeowook cried out loud when Jongwoon hit the spot inside him. Jongwoon hit the spot and another angle and the spot again, the constant paces made Ryeowook muttered in excitement. “Ah… aah… oh gods Jongwoon…”
The intent pleasure brought both of them near the climax. The moves and paces wasn’t as neat and constant as before, it became frantic and uncontrollable. Ryeowook felt like he was going to explode. “Oh… oh my… Jongwoon… that’s so… oh…”
The hand on Ryeowook’s member continuously milked him while the thrusts have reached the maximum speed. The length inside him penetrating, throbbing and twitching vigorously, and finally Jongwoon’s hot liquid burst into Ryeowook’s tunnel.
Breathing erratically, both of them sat back against the wall. Jongwoon pulled Ryeowook into him, let him sat between his legs. Ryeowook weakly placed his face on Jongwoon’s tan, bare chest.
“You’re amazing,” Jongwoon sighed into the pretty-faced’s ear as he tightened his embrace. Ryeowook laughed at the comment powerlessly.
“You’re an expert.”
“No, it’s you… who makes me… doing things…”
Ryeowook looked at Jongwoon in disbelief. The latter just smirked as if he knew what Ryeowook was about to say.
“Better believe it, baby.”
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A/N: I made the story for a ChangTa fic (which I had posted here but I decided to delete it). I changed the pairing into Yesung-Ryeowook. Why? Because I like this pairing better :3 *gets whacked*