Rainbow
author: mmmsmellll
pairing/character: minho,
genre: smut, romance, humor?
rating: nc-17
Disclaimer: don't own them
Summary: Yunho should've learned the first time why he shouldn't go visit his boyfriend while he's painting.
AN: written for vaguelynormal [as usual]
Yunho stretches as he moves along the halls. He rolls his neck when a hand reaches out of nowhere, pulling him back into the art room. There's a loud clattering sound as he shoved against the door. He glares at the man holding him down; he's covered in all sorts of colors and Yunho growls before he reaches out to pull him close, forcing their lips together.
Yunho grunts, fingers sliding along the man's side before getting to the back of his shirt. He feels the dry paint on the back of his shirt and two rough hands cup his cheeks. Yunho looks over the other man's shoulders to see that they're in the paint room, easel covered in all sorts of colors. The man pulls back and Yunho stares at him.
"Changmin-ah…" he begins and the other man's eyes move from his lips to his eyes as his eyebrow perks, knowing he probably won't like what's about to come out of Yunho's lips, something they both know. "You know how I feel about fucking in the art room."
Changmin's eyes squint a bit as he glares at Yunho, not moving back. "Either we fuck here or we don't fuck at all."
Yunho looks in the distance because they haven't fucked in a while and he was contemplating when lips press against his, roughly. "I can't believe you were actually thinking about."
Yunho's lip juts out as his arms wrap around Changmin's neck. "Last time I got yellow paint up my ass and it was dry by the time I got home, it was so-" he's cut off by Changmin's lips against and instead of objecting. He just takes the fucking hint.
Changmin's fingers are warm as they cup his thighs.
There's dry paint on his body and Yunho knows it's from the fact that Changmin always ends painting with his shirt off. A sight that when seen is absolutely beautiful. He feels something sharp on his shoulder and his eyes look at Changmin to see he's glaring.
"Stop thinking!" he snaps, thrusting harder and Yunho throws his head back before he pushes down against Changmin, forcing their lips together. Changmin curses, stroking Yunho and it doesn't occur how close he is until there's cum up his ass.
Without a moment's hesitation, Yunho punches Changmin in the back, legs tightening around the man. "Let me ride you!"
The newspaper crinkle under Changmin they bodies move together. Yunho grunts with each movement, the cock inside him only going deeper and deeper. He lets out a moan when Changmin thrusts up, hard, fingers digging into his skin. His thighs shake and Changmin suddenly flips them over, pulling out before forcing Yunho on his stomach.
It's a position that Yunho really doesn't appreciate but he can't help but cry out when Changmin forces his cock back in. he pants and Changmin leans down to kiss his cheek. "babe, only focus on me." He hisses and Yunho shakes, fingers curling around the newspaper as Changmin moves against him, going deeper and deeper. Yunho twitches, his cock rubbing against newspaper and goose bumps form on his ass when he's suddenly pulled up, on his knees. Changmin kisses him, fingers glossing over his cock.
Yunho's eyes roll as his covers Changmin's hand, stroking himself together with the man before he suddenly spills out and Changmin tightens his grip, fucking him harder until Yunho feels the cum as Changmin pants into his ear, pulling him down to lay beside him.
They pant for a few moments before Changmin leans over to kiss Yunho's shoulder. "Can we fuck in the paint again?"
pairing/character: minho,
genre: smut, romance, humor?
rating: nc-17
Disclaimer: don't own them
Summary: Yunho should've learned the first time why he shouldn't go visit his boyfriend while he's painting.
AN: written for vaguelynormal [as usual]
Yunho stretches as he moves along the halls. He rolls his neck when a hand reaches out of nowhere, pulling him back into the art room. There's a loud clattering sound as he shoved against the door. He glares at the man holding him down; he's covered in all sorts of colors and Yunho growls before he reaches out to pull him close, forcing their lips together.
Yunho grunts, fingers sliding along the man's side before getting to the back of his shirt. He feels the dry paint on the back of his shirt and two rough hands cup his cheeks. Yunho looks over the other man's shoulders to see that they're in the paint room, easel covered in all sorts of colors. The man pulls back and Yunho stares at him.
"Changmin-ah…" he begins and the other man's eyes move from his lips to his eyes as his eyebrow perks, knowing he probably won't like what's about to come out of Yunho's lips, something they both know. "You know how I feel about fucking in the art room."
Changmin's eyes squint a bit as he glares at Yunho, not moving back. "Either we fuck here or we don't fuck at all."
Yunho looks in the distance because they haven't fucked in a while and he was contemplating when lips press against his, roughly. "I can't believe you were actually thinking about."
Yunho's lip juts out as his arms wrap around Changmin's neck. "Last time I got yellow paint up my ass and it was dry by the time I got home, it was so-" he's cut off by Changmin's lips against and instead of objecting. He just takes the fucking hint.
Changmin's fingers are warm as they cup his thighs.
There's dry paint on his body and Yunho knows it's from the fact that Changmin always ends painting with his shirt off. A sight that when seen is absolutely beautiful. He feels something sharp on his shoulder and his eyes look at Changmin to see he's glaring.
"Stop thinking!" he snaps, thrusting harder and Yunho throws his head back before he pushes down against Changmin, forcing their lips together. Changmin curses, stroking Yunho and it doesn't occur how close he is until there's cum up his ass.
Without a moment's hesitation, Yunho punches Changmin in the back, legs tightening around the man. "Let me ride you!"
The newspaper crinkle under Changmin they bodies move together. Yunho grunts with each movement, the cock inside him only going deeper and deeper. He lets out a moan when Changmin thrusts up, hard, fingers digging into his skin. His thighs shake and Changmin suddenly flips them over, pulling out before forcing Yunho on his stomach.
It's a position that Yunho really doesn't appreciate but he can't help but cry out when Changmin forces his cock back in. he pants and Changmin leans down to kiss his cheek. "babe, only focus on me." He hisses and Yunho shakes, fingers curling around the newspaper as Changmin moves against him, going deeper and deeper. Yunho twitches, his cock rubbing against newspaper and goose bumps form on his ass when he's suddenly pulled up, on his knees. Changmin kisses him, fingers glossing over his cock.
Yunho's eyes roll as his covers Changmin's hand, stroking himself together with the man before he suddenly spills out and Changmin tightens his grip, fucking him harder until Yunho feels the cum as Changmin pants into his ear, pulling him down to lay beside him.
They pant for a few moments before Changmin leans over to kiss Yunho's shoulder. "Can we fuck in the paint again?"