7.11.08 Feverish; kyten_zstutsuru
July 11, 2008
Feverish
YooMin; DBSK
Lemon/Smut; NC-17
Word Count: 327
Summary: Barely moments after the fact, Changmin wants the fire to consume him again.
For:
kyten_zstutsuru
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Harshly, he pants against the flesh of Yoochun’s neck. A fire ignites his body, lighting it ablaze with passion. He arches his hips, twisting closer to the heat radiating from the older man’s body yet, at the same time, pulling his torso away to escape from the inferno.
The fire spreads across his body as Yoochun thrusts harder, deeper, into him. He can barely cry out, the heat having spread to his throat and vocal cords, and it’s in pure unadulterated bliss.
He hardly cares that he’s stroking Yoochun’s delicate ego because the fire has spread to his brain, where he thinks his brain cells might actually be dying from the pleasure. Not that he would say that ever to the older man.
His mouth falls open in a pant, and Yoochun immediately takes it in a kiss, disregarding his need for air, as he pounds into him.
A name hits the air, and he thinks it may be his own, spilled from Yoochun’s lips in incoherent stutters.
He tightens his legs around angled hips, allows the heat to spread further into his body, consuming every inch of him.
He can only feel Yoochun thick and heavy inside of him, pulsing and hot as he pounds deeper.
He can only see Yoochun atop him, eyes glazed as he takes pleasure from his more than willing body, and if he looks down, he can see the slick slide of Yoochun inside him.
He can only hear Yoochun’s breathy pants for air, low moans of his name (and maybe Yoochun’s-he’s lost track of his own mind), and the squelch of lube parting under harsh thrusts.
The fire consumes him completely, and he can only cry out and surrender his body to Yoochun. Like a twig snapped under too much pressure, he arches his back and comes, tightening around the thick length inside of him.
And barely moments after the fact, Changmin wants the fire to consume him again.
~~
Feverish
YooMin; DBSK
Lemon/Smut; NC-17
Word Count: 327
Summary: Barely moments after the fact, Changmin wants the fire to consume him again.
For:
kyten_zstutsuru
~~
Harshly, he pants against the flesh of Yoochun’s neck. A fire ignites his body, lighting it ablaze with passion. He arches his hips, twisting closer to the heat radiating from the older man’s body yet, at the same time, pulling his torso away to escape from the inferno.
The fire spreads across his body as Yoochun thrusts harder, deeper, into him. He can barely cry out, the heat having spread to his throat and vocal cords, and it’s in pure unadulterated bliss.
He hardly cares that he’s stroking Yoochun’s delicate ego because the fire has spread to his brain, where he thinks his brain cells might actually be dying from the pleasure. Not that he would say that ever to the older man.
His mouth falls open in a pant, and Yoochun immediately takes it in a kiss, disregarding his need for air, as he pounds into him.
A name hits the air, and he thinks it may be his own, spilled from Yoochun’s lips in incoherent stutters.
He tightens his legs around angled hips, allows the heat to spread further into his body, consuming every inch of him.
He can only feel Yoochun thick and heavy inside of him, pulsing and hot as he pounds deeper.
He can only see Yoochun atop him, eyes glazed as he takes pleasure from his more than willing body, and if he looks down, he can see the slick slide of Yoochun inside him.
He can only hear Yoochun’s breathy pants for air, low moans of his name (and maybe Yoochun’s-he’s lost track of his own mind), and the squelch of lube parting under harsh thrusts.
The fire consumes him completely, and he can only cry out and surrender his body to Yoochun. Like a twig snapped under too much pressure, he arches his back and comes, tightening around the thick length inside of him.
And barely moments after the fact, Changmin wants the fire to consume him again.
~~