untitled, kangin/taeyeon.
Rating: R
Pairing: Kangin/Taeyeon (SNSD), implied Kangin/Leeteuk.
Genre: Slight angst, very soft non-descriptive smut.
Author Notes: Something I wrote out of boredom while listening to Taeyeon's solo song.
She doesn't really mind when Kangin comes to her after he's had a fight with Leeteuk. She doesn't care that he doesn't love her and only wants her because she's there and available and oh-so willing and most importantly, because she's a girl. When he pounces on her in the women's dressing room at the company, she doesn't complain when she feels long, strong fingers slide beneath her skirt, pulling down her panties.
When he pushes her against the wall of the bathing area; water blasting from the showers, she doesn't resist, doesn't push him away and pretends that those moans of pleasure from her mouth don't mean anything to her.
He always has a way of making her feel weak and needy even when he doesn't realize it. His large, crescent eyed smile replays over and over in her head - as well as their small flirty actions during their radio show. The breathy moans in her ear as he trusts ruthlessly inside of her, again and again - lets her know that after all, she is the one he comes to. She's the one he seeks out for comfort in his time of need and in that feeling, she feels her heart filling with the kind of love that shouldn't be there.
Can't be there.
When he comes with a strangled cry, he doesn't pull out of her and she clings onto his naked form just a little bit tighter as they slowly come down from their high. Kangin never kisses her fully on the lips, only presses chaste kisses against her cheek or eyes and she ignores that he murmurs Leeteuk's name against her, full of need and love and pretends that it's her name he calls instead.
When he turns to leave after showering, she sees the apologetic look on his face but he doesn't say anything. What is there to say, really? She knows he won't ever fall in love with her, but she also hates herself for giving herself so easily to him because she is in love with him.
She watches his back as he leaves out the door and she walks back into the shower, turns on the water so that it's almost scaldingly hot. She doesn't mind though, because the pain she feels from the hot water is nothing compared to the pain in her heart. She pretends that the water that rushes down her cheeks aren't mixing with tears from her eyes and sinks a little bit deeper inside of herself.
Pairing: Kangin/Taeyeon (SNSD), implied Kangin/Leeteuk.
Genre: Slight angst, very soft non-descriptive smut.
Author Notes: Something I wrote out of boredom while listening to Taeyeon's solo song.
She doesn't really mind when Kangin comes to her after he's had a fight with Leeteuk. She doesn't care that he doesn't love her and only wants her because she's there and available and oh-so willing and most importantly, because she's a girl. When he pounces on her in the women's dressing room at the company, she doesn't complain when she feels long, strong fingers slide beneath her skirt, pulling down her panties.
When he pushes her against the wall of the bathing area; water blasting from the showers, she doesn't resist, doesn't push him away and pretends that those moans of pleasure from her mouth don't mean anything to her.
He always has a way of making her feel weak and needy even when he doesn't realize it. His large, crescent eyed smile replays over and over in her head - as well as their small flirty actions during their radio show. The breathy moans in her ear as he trusts ruthlessly inside of her, again and again - lets her know that after all, she is the one he comes to. She's the one he seeks out for comfort in his time of need and in that feeling, she feels her heart filling with the kind of love that shouldn't be there.
Can't be there.
When he comes with a strangled cry, he doesn't pull out of her and she clings onto his naked form just a little bit tighter as they slowly come down from their high. Kangin never kisses her fully on the lips, only presses chaste kisses against her cheek or eyes and she ignores that he murmurs Leeteuk's name against her, full of need and love and pretends that it's her name he calls instead.
When he turns to leave after showering, she sees the apologetic look on his face but he doesn't say anything. What is there to say, really? She knows he won't ever fall in love with her, but she also hates herself for giving herself so easily to him because she is in love with him.
She watches his back as he leaves out the door and she walks back into the shower, turns on the water so that it's almost scaldingly hot. She doesn't mind though, because the pain she feels from the hot water is nothing compared to the pain in her heart. She pretends that the water that rushes down her cheeks aren't mixing with tears from her eyes and sinks a little bit deeper inside of herself.