My Baby (Smut version) Part VI
Title: My Baby (Smut version)
Author: miss2l
Pairing(s): KyuSung, minor!MinYul
Rating: NC-17 (for the terribly written smut)
Warning: EXTREMELY EXTREMELY BADLY WRITTEN SMUT?! So… fail!smut. Mentions of certain sexual kinks and I guess rape in a way if you think of it like that.
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Smut
Disclaimer: You don't want to know what I would do to these boys if I owned them
Summary: Because his Hyung is his baby, his to spoil and pamper.
A/N: All parts can be read separately. This is a continuation of my series :D for all you smut loving readers out there. There may be smut versions of the previous parts and fluff versions of the parts in this section. That shall be decided on a later date. This is a birthday gift for Kyuhyun though it probably sucks and he’d be a little creeped out if he ever read it >.<
Fluff: [Intro][1][2][3][4][5]
Smut: [6][7.1][7.2]
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PART VI. Meeting the Wrong One (feat. Minor!MinYul and ninja!SHINee Generation)
Summary: One white lie from long ago has Yesung’s parents being introduced to the wrong one.
“You’re so cute like this…” Kyuhyun couldn’t help but smile as his naked lover writhed and struggled when his hot breath touched and ghosted over his very hard, very sensitive member.
The taller’s lips briefly touched the head, giving a small peck and it immediately sent Yesung’s back arching off the bouncy bed. The younger was awaiting a strangled cry or an animalistic moan to escape out of habit but remembered that the elder’s noises would not escape tonight. He frowned. Their band mates had been complaining about not enough sleep because of the screams they heard late in the night. Kyuhyun had all but smiled and laughed it off, loving that it was him that caused the somewhat quiet boy to let out such loud noises. But then Leeteuk had threatened to lock Yesung in his room, alone, for a week if Kyuhyun didn’t give them at least a few nights of undisturbed rest.
Originally, the maknae ignored his warning, taking it as a casual empty threat. Bad, bad, very bad decision on his part. The leader had all but locked Yesung in his shared room with Ryeowook for two weeks. Only letting him out for meals, in which he was forced to sit at the seat furthest away from the sexually frustrated boy, the bathroom, Kyuhyun had to be held back by other members to make sure he didn’t pounce on the elder, and schedule. The only ones allowed in the room were Ryeowook and Leeteuk, who were the ones with the keys.
Kyuhyun had begged and pleaded the eternal maknae to give him the key, because even two days was seriously unbearable. Ryeowook had caved after another two days of Kyuhyun’s insistent nagging, because this punishment Leeteuk had ensued was definitely taking its toll on his turtle Hyung. And he knew it probably took a lot for Kyuhyun to actually attach himself to the slightly older man’s leg.
Ryeowook made Kyuhyun promise to keep his visits to a minimal because he didn’t want Leeteuk locking Yesung away for an even longer stretch of time before he skipped off to Sungmin’s room. The maknae had smirked down at the key before flinging open the door, pouncing on his boyfriend and cuddled him for the whole night. Sex could always wait until his next visit. At the time, relishing Yesung’s smaller body snuggled in his arms was his number one priority.
And that’s what lead them to this.
It was now two weeks later since that traumatic experience and reluctantly the maknae had promised to not disturb the sleep of his member’s for at least 4 days of the week. And there was only one real solution. He wasn’t about to abstain for half a week, those two weeks were killer and he was perpetually horny because of it, so he had to come to this situation. And it wasn’t like he particularly disliked it. Yes, he loved to hear his lover’s throaty moans but this option wasn’t so bad.
Kyuhyun placed a slightly heavier kiss on Yesung’s length, tongue peeking out to press flat against the top, swirling a bit before he pulled away. The elder’s very sensitive body had spasmed almost out of control at the slow and light teasing. But he couldn’t really complain now. His stomach was decorated with sticky white liquid, a product of Kyuhyun’s work - he had been made to come twice already. It was normal for the maknae to take his time teasing him after the first few orgasms.
The younger brought himself up a bit, leaning down kiss and nip at the elder’s belly button. His heated neck and collar skin brushing against Yesung’s arousal and his body reacted accordingly - hips thrusting lightly to try and find more friction to release once again. Kyuhyun chuckled and brought himself to face level of his lover, kissing the sweat covered cheek, lips right between the red and black cloths.
“So impatient. Even after you’ve come twice.” Kyuhyun’s hand reached down between Yesung’s bare spread legs - the maknae’s planted right in the centre, knees almost brushing a little too high - and stroked the hard length lovingly. Yesung’s moans were stifled and muffled by the red gag between his lips and Kyuhyun pressed a needy kiss against them, savouring how the material was wet with saliva. Yesung was crying out with a mix of ‘mmph’s and ‘hmph’s because the gag refused to let anything else out. The maknae savoured his lover’s utter helplessness as he continued his ministrations. “So cute…” He cooed, his hand moving slightly faster as his other cupped his face, thumb rested on the edge of the black blindfold. “My cute needy baby…” Kyuhyun heard the clinking of metal as he moved down to suck on his boyfriend’s collarbone, his thumb resting right on the slit and drawing pressured circles. He let his short nails graze the extremely sensitive skin of the erect member and hear the sound return - only louder and with more of them. “You don’t like your current position, Baby?” He asked lowly, already knowing the answer. It wasn’t like Yesung could really answer anyway. “But I like it.”
Kyuhyun looked up for a second, only his eyes shifting because his tongue was against Yesung’s chest, trailing a nice long path to one of the nipples that was already covered in saliva. He reached his destination, giving the nipple a nice long suck with plenty of tongue. Yesung thrashed almost violently, his body very jittery with a hand on his dick - that was stroking very fast by now - and a mouth on his extremely responsive peak - not to mention that that mouth had a very skillful tongue wrapping around it. The metal sounds increased and Kyuhyun sucked even harder because the long and drawn out ‘mmph’ that was escaping his boyfriend’s lips was all too delicious.
He gave a last fleeting lick to the nipple, kissing and sucking for a brief second before finally lifting his head up. With his hand still moving up and down his lover’s member, he watched as Yesung struggled against the handcuffs that bound him to the bed. The connecting chain had been looped around one of the bed posts at the head. It had been wrapped around twice to further restrict his movements and was now making some very clanky noises.
What?
If Kyuhyun had to gag his boyfriend to keep him quiet he might as well do the whole bondage thing. It was fun anyway. Watching his cute little boyfriend struggle against his bonds was a little too hard to miss and sometimes he wondered why he didn’t try this out before. Like, he’d experimented a little with handcuffs but it was very rare. Gags and blindfolds? Completely new experience but he was glad he had tried it out. It definitely produced some very sexy results.
He smiled innocently at his boyfriend, not that he could see, as his hand began moving quicker and quicker. Yesung was squirming as much as he could, pleasure sky rocketing even though he had already come a few times. Kyuhyun had somehow made him able to reach countless climaxes in just one night and it was slightly embarrassing. The younger’s thumb swirled in the milky pre-cum which had gathered at the head, spreading the fluid. And the elder was almost throwing a fit from the amount of satisfaction Kyuhyun was putting him through.
“Oh baby, I can’t get over how cute you are.” He dived back down to the other neglected nipple, feeling his racing heartbeat from the skin to skin contact his lips had with his boyfriend’s chest.
He could imagine Yesung’s face burning bright red, only getting darker and darker as his tongue worked wonders. He held the nipple with his teeth gently as he flicked at it before continuing to administer suction. He didn’t bother to stop, despite the mass squirming from his lover - his free hand having a strong grip on his hips was very useful - and he didn’t stop even as Yesung’s stomach muscles clenched and he jerked as he came heavily, the fluids spraying over Kyuhyun’s blue shirt. He chuckled with his lips still attached to the erect peak, continuing until his lover was back to full hardness.
After Yesung’s length was standing fully again, panting and moaning deeply into his gag, Kyuhyun finally brought his head up to make out with him - tongue probing his boyfriend’s through the cloth, successfully wetting it even further. He suckled his bottom lip, hand still stroking, now gently, the erect member. “Baby, you dirtied my shirt. And I was planning to see if I could make it through this night without taking off any of my clothes.”
He kissed him again; lips moving sensually against Yesung’s panting ones. He pulled away, withdrawing his teasing hand to lick the long fingers clean. He gave a particularly loud suck when tasting the seed on his fourth finger, eying how his lover panicked and started to struggle again. With the elder’s blackened sight he didn’t really know what was going on but salivated fingers could only really mean one thing. But how could he escape when Kyuhyun was seated right between his legs? His jean covered knees pressed right against his inner thighs? And perhaps being handcuffed to a bed was another factor.
“I wasn’t really planning that…” Kyuhyun chuckled as he gave a ghostly kiss to Yesung’s burning cheek, one hand gently stroking his lover’s creamy and hairless thigh. Oh, how smooth it felt under his fingers. Fans wondered why Yesung’s legs were so flawless? Well, wasn’t it obvious? As the girl of the relationship Kyuhyun made Yesung shave. Be it leg, arm, underarm, upper lip or even his pubic hair. Not that the elder boy had much hair anyway. The little twitches his boyfriend was experiencing from his light caresses wouldn’t be as obvious with hair in the way and that would ruin all the fun, “but I guess the blindfold has its purposes.” He flung his shirt over his head, ignoring how he heard a light popping from buttons being pulled out from his rough gesture, “You just gave me a lovely idea.”
Yesung writhed again, wondering exactly how much of that was the truth. Had the maknae really just planned that? But he didn’t get much time to ponder that thought because he felt Kyuhyun’s lips placing a series of fast kisses up the length of his arousal. A choked up muffled moan escaped and this was why he hated being gagged - he couldn’t bite down on his lip and hold any cries back. Any and every sound of pleasure that Yesung let out only spurred the taller boy on and with Kyuhyun’s hands - one wet with his own spit - on either of his legs he knew his last cry had done just that.
Pleasure rushed up his spine as he felt a familiar wet warmth surround the head of his cock. He gasped and moaned, Kyuhyun’s mouth sucking and licking him to oblivion. Kyuhyun didn’t deep throat him like he usually did but whatever his tongue was doing to his slit it was driving him insane. He tried to move, to jerk or something because he was on a whole new level of cloud nine. His lover wasn’t stopping but instead sucking harder and harder, the warm muscle of Kyuhyun’s mouth swirling around the tip. The only clue Yesung had to what the taller was planning to do was the constant slurping he could hear. But that was all. He could imagine the lusty look Kyuhyun must have plastered on but the pitch black blindfold clogged up his dominant sense.
Pre-cum leaked out and Yesung felt so embarrassed to being that close to an orgasm from Kyuhyun just sucking off at the head. But it wasn’t really too surprising. Kyuhyun had given him so many blowjobs that he was the master of it.
“Are you excited, baby?” Kyuhyun asked as pulled off for a second, he lapped up the milky liquid, before returning to give a strong suck to the tip, “I know you are… I think I’ll make you come again before I give you a nice thorough finger fuck.” Yesung’s response was only a ‘mmph’ which lasted very long because Kyuhyun had decided to resume his job, giving Yesung a mind blowing blow job. He wasn’t really giving the other much of a choice. He hummed and moaned purposely on the sensitive length and that immediately sent him over, his seed spilling into Kyuhyun’s willing mouth. The younger was drinking it all up, continuing to suck and even taking Yesung a bit further into his mouth. The cock in his mouth immediately twitched back to life, becoming erect for the fifth time that night. Kyuhyun hummed again, Yesung’s back twisting almost violently from the vibrations. “Are you ready?” He gave the aroused male’s member a soft kiss as he sat up, licking his lips of the liquid that had leaked out.
The smaller male heard a well-known squelch that could only have come from their bottle of lube being squeezed of its contents. Kyuhyun hadn’t gotten up, so did that mean the lube had been on the bed the whole time? Well, it wasn’t like Yesung could have known. The younger had shoved him in his room, blindfolded him, stripped him to his underwear, sucked and rubbed his then soft dick through the clothing to full erection, forced him to the bed, handcuffed him, gagged him and started their nightly escapade.
One dry hand was placed firmly on his hip and he could feel a well lubricated finger at his entrance, only the tip at his tight ring of muscles. He whimpered, the strong contrast in the cold lube and his puckered hole was stark. “It’s okay… You know I’d never hurt you, right baby?”
Usually, Yesung could inwardly coo at how sweet Kyuhyun was being but the fact that he had said it with his warmth breath caressing his member had made him struggle a little. The same wet cavern swallowed his member whole, tongue running up his vein and at the same time he felt the intruding finger dive deep into his hole. Yesung knew it was Kyuhyun’s middle finger because he always started with it; it was the longest one after all. And only Kyuhyun’s third finger could reach his prostate in the first thrust. As tight as he was, even Yesung wouldn’t be able to feel the pain of an intruding finger if it touched his prostate right away. Kyuhyun had done this countless times. He knew exactly where Yesung’s pleasure centre was.
He was completely filled with pleasure as Kyuhyun sucked harder and his finger all but pressing relentlessly on his prostate. His throat let out the loudest moan it could, coming out reasonably loud from behind the gag. Kyuhyun hollowed out his cheeks and gave him a long rewarding suck for the noise. Yesung’s body tried out of instinct to thrust upwards but the taller used his superior strength to hold him down. He was the one in control.
Kyuhyun pulled up for a short while, lips still pressed against the head as his finger abused his boyfriend’s pleasure centre. “What do you think about this, baby? I make you come once every time I add a finger and then completely blow your mind by fisting you?” Kyuhyun took only the tip in his mouth as he gave an almost inquisitive hum against it. Yesung scrambled again, the most amazing shiver running up his spine. “I take that as a ‘yes’.”
Kyuhyun resumed his heavy duty blow job and the same bittersweet taste of cum entered his mouth and he gladly drank it down. He chuckled mentally as his second finger tried to enter. The resistance had increased with the addition of the second object but Kyuhyun was nothing but gentle. Continuing his blow job, Yesung definitely felt more pleasure than pain at the entrance. He threw his head up as the index finger brushed against his prostate as well.
“One down, four more to go. Can’t wait, can you?” Kyuhyun stopped sucking and blew lightly on the twitching cock. He worked on pleasuring his boyfriend on just his fingers, the shaft tight around them, squeezing them. No matter how many times Yesung had been fisted and had had vibrating plugs that were almost as big as Kyuhyun’s own member, he was still as tight as the first time Kyuhyun deflowered him. He continued to finger him, tips giving long pressed touches along the soft prostate, short and desperate ‘mm’s escaping through the red cloth.
He came again, much faster than last time and Kyuhyun could only smile as the third finger came in very gently. His well lubricated ring finger slid in slowly, taking extra care because Kyuhyun didn’t have his dick in his mouth to distract him. There was a lot of squirming on Yesung’s part because after his orgasm his shaft had significantly tightened.
There were times he had cried from having his hole invaded and Kyuhyun knew that that was a clear sign that he wasn’t being gentle enough. But the slow and steady entrance of his finger helped ease some of the distress. He tried his best not to squeeze the life out of the intruding objects but he couldn’t help but tense up when he felt it sliding further and further. Kyuhyun looked up and ran his free hand through Yesung’s messy sex hair. If the pained grunts were any indication, Kyuhyun knew to take extra special care.
“Shh… It’s okay… Almost there… You’ll feel good in a sec, okay baby?” He couldn’t see if there were tears but Kyuhyun could see the heaving chest and extremely flushed cheeks. The taller tried to continue soothing his boyfriend, his ring finger almost at its destination. His hand continued to run through the turtle boy’s hair, caressing his cheeks and chin in a sincere attempt to calm him a little. “It’s alright… It’s alright… I know it hurts… Shh…” And then a second later Yesung was flinching, a pleasured cry stopped in its tracks by the gag. Kyuhyun could feel the softness under his tender fourth finger now. “See? All better, right?”
The three fingers resumed brushing adamantly against his pleasure spot, his small, tight body wriggling from all the satisfaction Kyuhyun was giving him. The taller continued to molest his boyfriend with his long, steady fingers without mercy until once again pre-cum leaked out of the slit. Kyuhyun just smirked and licked it up which had the boy under him writhing in pure pleasure. And right as he was about to come, when he was standing right on the edge, his orgasm so close…
Ajik giuhkhaneunji nuhmani juhnbooin nal midneunji
[do you still remember, do you believe that it’s only you for me]
Uhnjekkaji ne gyuhte nal dool soo inneun guhnji
[do you know how long you can keep me by your side]
Nuhlbeun sesange dan han saram (Nuhman wuhnhaneun na)
[in this large world, there’s only one person (I only want you)]
Iruhn nareul algo inneunji
[did you know this about me]
Kyuhyun growled angrily, glaring at the vibrating ringing phone lying on the bed. As much as he loved that their duet was his lover’s ringtone, it would not change the fact that the said lover was so close to his orgasm and had been denied. No one, and he means no one, should stop him from making his boyfriend coming. He continued to administer his touches to the elder’s abused prostate as he grabbed the phone, ready to throw it at a wall. Looking at the caller id he gasped and banished his idea to answer and tell the person on the other end to kindly ‘fuck off’ because he was pampering his baby.
With three fingers still buried inside his lover he made quick work of Yesung’s gag and blindfold, the elder having as much panic as the younger did. “It’s your mum!” Kyuhyun hissed as he quickly picked up before the line went dead.
He knew for a fact that Yesung always picked up calls from his parents unless he was in the middle of filming. Other than that it would be strange if he didn’t pick up and Kyuhyun was more than a little scared if the elder’s parents began to panic. The two tended to imagine the worst case scenario. Once when Yesung didn’t answer the call in the middle of the night, because Kyuhyun had been in the middle of fucking his brains out, the two had rushed over to the dorms. The couple had somehow managed to awkwardly lie about why they were lying in bed together - there was a perfectly good bed across the room - only in their boxers - they didn’t know how they got them on so fast - and why they were covered in sweat - did they not shower?
“Hello? Ahjumma?” Kyuhyun said as innocently as he could. With three fingers inside the son of the woman on the other side, it was a miracle he didn’t sound breathless or weird.
“Kyuhyun-ah? You sound the same as always. Is Jongwoon there?” The voice was kind and soothing, much like her son’s. Kyuhyun thought it was a little odd to have been kind of molesting the said boy just seconds ago and now be on the phone with his mother.
“Ah, Sungie-hyung?” The ‘hyung’ came out very awkwardly and somewhat unnaturally. He had almost let the ‘baby’ slip. “He’s right here. I’ll put you on speaker, Ahjumma.”
“Thank you, Kyuhyun-ah. And how many times have I told you to call me ‘Umma’?”Kyuhyun’s smile couldn’t have split wider. Sure the older woman had asked him countless times to address her as such but it still made him feel like he and his boyfriend were getting married. “You take care of my little baby Woonie like he was your real brother.” Cue frown. He clicked the button to put it on loud speaker, placing the device on the bed so both he and Yesung could talk.
“You’re on speaker now.”
“Ah, Jongwoon? Can you hear me?” Yesung’s mother called out and the elder boy took a deep breath before saying anything. The three invading fingers were very deep inside him.
“H-Hi Umma.” He greeted awkwardly, hoping that his mother couldn’t hear his fast pounding heart that was very clear in his voice.
“Jongwoonie! It’s been so long! You never call Umma and Appa anymore. We miss you.” His mother gushed, the care and concern she had for her son so very obvious.
“Sorry, Umma. I promise to call more often. We’ve just been a little busy.” A smile slowly spread across his face at the comforting voice of his parent. Kyuhyun couldn’t help but have a similar smile. Seeing his boyfriend so utterly happy was a nice sight.
“Well, anyways. Appa and I have been wondering about you. How’s your love life?” Yesung blushed very deep, a choke almost audible from just hearing those words.
“I-It’s going great… I guess.” Yesung stuttered and now it was Kyuhyun’s turn to give a rather inquisitive look. Why did his lover look so panicked? Didn’t his parents know about them? His parents knew. They had given him a warm welcoming hug and his mother had even handed him some bottles of lube - she didn’t want her future son-in-law limping around the house. He decided to keep on listening, see exactly what his boyfriend had told his parents.
“How’s it going with her?” Wait. ‘Her’? As in someone of the female gender? Did his parents not even know their son was gay? Kyuhyun gave a testing thrust with his fingers, watching the male underneath him bite back a scream. Yesung quickly gestured to the phone with his head and mouthed ‘I’ll explain later’. “What was her name? Yu… Yoo… Was it Yuri or Yoona?” Kyuhyun’s glare intensified. Did Yesung’s mum just say Yuri and Yoona? As in Girls’ Generation’s Yuri and Yoona? Yesung gave him a pleading look and Kyuhyun decided to drop the subject for the moment, his fingers wriggling a bit to show he wasn’t going to let this go.
“Uh… Yuri-ssi, Umma.” Yesung breathed out heavily. The three fingers in him were working magic at the wrong moment. He could not orgasm whilst on the phone with his mother. His mother for pete’s sake.
“I’d like to meet her one of these days. Hey, why don’t you introduce her to me? I’ve met a couple of her band mates before but it’d be great to see her!” His mother squealed at the prospect of meeting her son’s partner, “Why don’t you two come down when you’re free this week? Don’t you have a day off this week? Introduce us!”
“Umma, I… I don’t know.” Yesung gulped loudly but not loud enough for the woman on the other end to hear.
“Just for a short while, Jongwoon. It’s not like you’re getting married.” But they weren’t even dating. “Even if it’s for a bit. I demand it. If you don’t visit by Friday I’m going to come down to your dorm and make you bring me to her.” He heard his mother yawn through the line. Well, it was midnight. “Goodnight baby Woonie. I’m going to sleep. Goodnight to you too, Kyuhyun-ah. Don’t forget!”
The line went dead and Kyuhyun’s fingers began to work over time. He thrust in and out, hitting his boyfriend’s prostate each time. He tried to keep the cries in at best he could but light whimpers were making their way out.
“What’s this about you dating Girls’ Generation’s Yuri?” Don’t get Kyuhyun wrong. It wasn’t that he didn’t like Yuri. No, in fact they got along. Very well, at that. Using the elder boy as a mutual friend they both discovered they had a shared habit of pranking and sabotaging those older than them. It had been the start of a beautiful friendship and a lot of stress for the member of Super Junior and Girls’ Generation. It consisted of a lot of fart cushions, whipped cream, toothpaste and fake bugs. Their unsuspecting prey would fall victim to one of their hilarious pranks and the two would high five and laugh their heads off. So, it wasn’t that he didn’t like her. She was like the little sister that was also his partner in crime. It was just that he was dating Yesung.
“K-Kyu… L-Let m-me… L-Let me e-explain!” His words were barely comprehensible with the fingers hitting against his sensitive pleasure centre.
“You’re coming first.” The thrusts got faster and faster, some of Yesung’s delicious moans making their way out. Kyuhyun took this as an initiative to pull out almost fully before slamming back in. At that moment cum was sprayed all over Yesung’s flat stomach, his toned abdomen more than fully covered in the sticky fluid. He began inserting the fourth finger, little grunts of pain escaping Yesung. And as angry as Kyuhyun was, he wouldn’t hurt his baby. He made it slide in at snail’s pace, free hand drawing gentle circles on his inner thigh. Once fully inside, Kyuhyun began to rape his boyfriend’s prostate with four fingers until his length was once again sprung up and hard. “Now, tell me what this is all about.”
“Y-You know how I-I’m catholic, r-right?” Kyuhyun gave a curt nod and Yesung’s nervous expression didn’t change. The four fingers inside weren’t moving, but fingers pads were pressed against his prostate. “M-My parents don’t know I-I’m n-not straight. I-I’m scare they’ll hate you and w-will make things d-difficult for you. A-And I couldn’t h-hide that I was involved w-with someone b-because they saw the love bites o-once… Y-Yul is the g-girl I’m closest to s-so when they asked I-I t-told them it was her… K-Kyu, I’m really sorry… I didn’t mean it… I-I love you… B-But I don’t want y-you to have to s-suffer…”
Kyuhyun’s expression softened when he realised the reasoning behind his boyfriend’s actions. He sighed and knew an issue like this had to be dealt with care. Messing with religion was the last thing Kyuhyun wanted to do. So, he sighed. Yesung’s parents weren’t the type to take no for an answer but there was a very big complication in the loop. Yuri was dating Minho. And Minho rivalled Kyuhyun when it came to possessiveness. The young boy had a bad habit of glaring at any guy that even dared spare a glance at his girlfriend’s S-line body.
“Let’s call Yuri.” Kyuhyun huffed, reaching for the phone and dialling the girl’s number. “I still haven’t let you off for this.”
“Hello?” The voice was deep and most definitely didn’t belong to a twenty two year old female. It sounded a hell of a lot more like a young twenty year old man they all knew all too well.
“Minho? Is Yuri there? It’s Kyuhyun.” Kyuhyun noticed the long pregnant pause. The fact that it had been her boyfriend to pick up her phone got Kyuhyun wondering what the two are doing.
“Sorry Hyung. Me and Yul are a little… busy.” Kyuhyun chuckled. Those two were like rabbits in heat… every single day of the year. Well, mostly it was Minho and his young people stamina pouncing on his older girlfriend. Oh, the similarities he could see.
“Sex?” Kyuhyun couldn’t have been more blunt.
“Yeah, I’ve got like three fingers inside of her and she’s kind of… gagged.” Minho was a little shyer but still quite open nonetheless. If Kyuhyun listened real close he could hear muffled sounds, much like the ones that had escaped Yesung not too long ago, from the other line.
“Members complaining again?” Kyuhyun guessed, there were way too many similarities in their relationships. Kyuhyun had heard the stories from a tired Jonghyun and Onew about the screams they could hear coming from Minho’s room. Yuri was apparently very vocal in sex.
“Yes. It’s so annoying. I don’t complain when the Hyungs bring over their Soshis. And Taeyeon-noona is louder than when she sings! And Jessica-noona and Jonghyun-hyung are like loud together! Their vocal chords like harmonise when they fuck or something. And I don’t know what Key-hyung does to Sooyoung-noona but she’s screaming like all the time.” Minho was pouting on the other, his three fingers thrusting slowly out of his girlfriend who was squirming under him.
“Ah, the advantages of being gay. I mean I can just fuck my baby any time I want and the MinWook couple is the quietest couple ever when they have sex. The EunHae couple just fuck upstairs so I’m all good.” Kyuhyun chuckled and Minho returned the laugh on the other end. It wasn’t like these two were particularly close but their significant others were so it was totally natural for them to get along.
“Hyung, you’re so lucky! I think all of us have just scarred Taemin for life though. I don’t think he knew what a dildo was until he accidentally walked in on me sticking one in my Yul baby.” Minho remembered the memory rather fondly. It had been a pretty good fuck until the sudden intrusion. Intrusion or not, it was still a good fuck.
“Anyway, the real reason I called you is that my baby needs to borrow your baby.”
“What?” Minho wouldn’t hide his shock and Kyuhyun knew why. They both didn’t like sharing so he knew exactly how the other felt.
“He lied to his parents and told them that he was straight and was dating Yuri. Can he borrow her for a fake date?” Kyuhyun was almost spitting out the words, he really didn’t like the idea.
“I’ll think about it. For now, I need to just you know… fuck my baby. Can’t have her missing out an orgasm. Bye, Hyung.” His dongsaeng hung up quickly and Kyuhyun completely understood.
He was going extra long tonight. He gave the elder a fleeting glance, fingers moving rapidly inside. He used his other hand to grab for the open bedside table drawer. Yesung whimpered, unable to do anything with hands bound above his head. After hearing Kyuhyun’s searching into the messy drawer he saw him pull out his favourite vibrator. It was pink and one of the ones that was almost the same size as Kyuhyun’s member. He especially liked it because it had ten different levels of speed and a nice diverse variation of functions.
“Screw the gag. You’re moaning my name on this thing for three orgasms. And it’s staying in for your date. When you take Yuri out, I’m going to be the only thing on your mind.”
Kyuhyun silently cheered because watching his boyfriend writhe and moan on a vibrating dildo was one of the sexiest things ever. He dangled the remote in front of Yesung’s face, turning it on and immediately pressing the dial until it was on the maximum speed. The violent vibrations sent shivers up Yesung’s spine because he knew soon enough the device would be inside him and doing just that. The maknae dropped the toy by Yesung’s thigh because he knew that the plug’s vibrations were lightly pressed against the smooth skin to give the elder a preview of what was to come. But a more pressing issue was the four fingers that were fucking him right now, his mind more focused about the constant pounding on his violated prostate.
And Kyuhyun was secretly hoping that the day his baby introduced him to his parents as his boyfriend and lover was soon.
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A/N: Okay. What is this? This feels like total amateur written smut… >.> And it got somehow really dirty. And it’s really long… But it’s for Kyu’s birthday so he should just enjoy it :P (I think he’d get a little freaked out if he saw what I wrote >.>)
The second one got really long and I was worried that it wouldn’t be long enough :P
I hope all you smut loving hopefuls are happy, I told you I sucked >.<
Okay, I am a SONE if you caught me. And yes I support SHINee Generation. I do NOT like Yoona at all so I kind of had to say something about it if I was gonna kind of bash Seohyun (don’t really like her either). I’m sorry to all fans of them they’re just not my favourite members.
Hope you liked it even though it was total fail.
Fun fact: OMG i was actually posting this at exactly 12am KST for Kyu's bday but it was too long...