A Learning Experience
[Title] A Learning Experience
[Pairing] Hongki x Seunghyun
[Rating] R for sex
[Genre] Humor, smut
[Word Count] 2,189
[Author's Note] I couldn't help but write this after watching how Seunghyun and Hongki interact. I swear it can't just be me that notices how snarky they are with each other. So, I wrote this because 1) I've always wanted to read/write fail!smut, and 2) SeungKi snarky!fail!smut could only make it better :3
It wasn’t late at night the first time they decided to have sex. In fact, it was the middle of the day. They’d just decided they would wait until everyone else was out of the house and they could have an entire afternoon to themselves because Hongki honestly couldn’t see it being a quick ordeal. Hongki had enough experience under his belt from when Wonbin was with them, but Seunghyun had barely had his first kiss, and Hongki wanted to be able to take him through the steps, make sure everything was done right. After they’d gotten started, he was glad there was no one else in the dorm because things didn’t go anything like how Hongki had planned.
Hongki sat on the edge of his bed while Seunghyun leaned down, one knee bent beside Hongki’s hip, lips pressed against Hongki’s, needy and persistent and hard. Too hard.
“What are you doing?” Hongki asked, pushing the younger boy away and rubbing at his sore lips, positive they were going to start bruising at any moment. He was sure his jaw must have cracked at some point.
“Trying to kiss you,” he responded, looking confused, as though it were painfully obvious what he was doing.
“Trying to break my jaw, more like.” He rubbed his cheeks and worked his mouth a few times before staring back at Seunghyun, wondering exactly how to phrase what he was thinking. He didn’t think ‘calm the fuck down’ would be encouraging enough to make him try to be better. Knowing Seunghyun, it would make him just do it again. “You gotta be gentle. Hard kisses are sexy, but save it for when you know what you’re doing, okay?”
Seunghyun rolled his eyes and Hongki swore he heard him mutter something about a ‘pansy’ under his breath, but Seunghyun leaned in to kiss Hongki again before Hongki could ask him what he’d said. It was better this time, their mouths pressing softly against each other’s, lips parting to allow Hongki to slide his tongue into Seunghyun’s mouth, reaching one hand up to hold the back of his neck as they tilted their heads to either side, deepening the kiss. Hongki was getting ready to mentally congratulate Seunghyun on being a quick learner, but stopped short when he felt teeth biting down on his tongue. It would have been sexy if it hadn’t felt like Seunghyun was trying to bite off the first inch of his tongue.
“Seunghyun,” he said, pushing him away again, “I don’t know who taught you that deadly kisses are fun, but if you bite my tongue off, I will die. And I don’t want to die. So let’s not do that anymore, okay?”
“Aren’t teeth supposed to be sexy?”
“Sure,” Hongki said, “if done right. What you did there? Not right. Here, come here.” He scooted back and pulled Seunghyun onto the bed, making him straddle his legs. When they were situated and comfortable, Hongki smiled. “How about we just kiss for now - gently - and I’ll show you another time how to make teeth sexy while kissing, okay?”
The younger boy sighed but nodded, and they set to kissing again, and Hongki was glad to notice that Seunghyun was much more careful now, almost tentative. After another minute of just kissing, Seunghyun sighed again. “When are we going to get to the actual, y’know…sex?”
Hongki shut his eyes, resisting the urge to laugh. “It’s usually sexier if it just happens. Like, we kiss and make out, then we take our clothes off and…” It was Hongki’s turn to sigh. “Foreplay, y’know?” He lifted Seunghyun’s shirt a bit, trailing his fingers up over his stomach and chest, brushing his thumb over one nipple and smiling when Seunghyun’s eyes closed partway and his breath hitched. “See?” he said quietly, lifting his shirt more and leaning forward to plant a single kiss on his chest. He moved his hands up, pulling his shirt up over Seunghyun’s head and throwing it to the ground, kissing his way up to his shoulder where he stopped to suck on a small patch of skin.
A few moments later, Seunghyun’s hands gripped Hongki’s shirt and he attempted to pull it up, mimicking Hongki’s actions, but the collar caught on Hongki’s earring, causing him to cry out in pain. “Stop, stop, stop!” he said, pulling his shirt from the younger boy’s hands and gingerly touching his ear to make sure it was still okay. “Jesus, Seunghyun, gently. Especially when your partner is wearing earrings.” He touched the area around the earring again before sighing and pulling his own shirt off, tossing it to the ground as well.
A loud sigh came from Seunghyun, and Hongki looked up to see a small pout on his lips. “We just weren’t meant to do this, were we?” he said, holding his arms nervously against his sides and leaning back as though to get up off Hongki’s legs.
“Seunghyunnie, no, it’s fine. Just…” How could he phrase this and not hurt his feelings? “Just…try not to be so eager. Take it slow.” He smiled and held Seunghyun’s hips, pulling him forward and wrapping his arms around his waist. “Slow and steady wins the race, right?”
Seunghyun still pouted. “Why can’t we just get to it?” A small smirk crossed his lips and, before Hongki could even think about being suspicious about it, Seunghyun rolled his hips against Hongki’s, the friction against his forming-erection causing a strange noise in the back of Hongki’s throat. “Like that?” He did it again, and Hongki couldn’t stop the groan that fell from his lips.
“Okay, if that’s how you want it.” He smirked and tightened his grip on Seunghyun’s hips, pushing him sideways and waiting until he’d rolled onto his back to balance on hands and knees above him, each hand and leg on either side of his body. “You have no appreciation for foreplay,” he said, shaking his head as he leaned down to kiss him again, running one hand down the younger boy’s chest and stomach, and was getting ready to slide it down his pants when he felt Seunghyun’s hand on his crotch, rubbing him through his jeans.
“I want to do it,” Seunghyun said simply when Hongki pulled back to look at him questioningly. “I’ll do it to you, and you tell me if I do it wrong.” He smiled that cute, sweet smile, and, against his better judgment, Hongki couldn’t help but give in.
He sat back on his knees. “You mean when you do it wrong,” he replied, but didn’t object when Seunghyun stood up on the bed and, looking far too childlike in his excitement - Hongki had to remember that this boy could definitely look sexy when he didn’t look like a four-year-old at Christmas - walked behind Hongki and sat down.
“Why are you so mean, hyung?” he asked with an obvious pout as he wrapped his arms around Hongki’s waist and started undoing the button of his pants, but Hongki didn’t think answering him would be the best thing right now. Instead, he helped Seunghyun push his jeans down his legs, kicking them off his feet and trying to ignore the horrible nagging voice in the back of his mind telling him he shouldn’t be trusting Seunghyun with such sensitive equipment.
“Just do it already.” He leaned back against Seunghyun’s chest, staring up at the ceiling and focusing on the ways this felt good - Seunghyun’s fingers moving slowly under the waistband of his briefs, his breath on Hongki’s ear and neck. Those long fingers slowly, tantalizingly, wrapping around Hongki’s manhood, beginning to stroke slowly up to the tip and back to the base, and Hongki couldn’t stop the way his breath caught in his chest. He was actually quite good at this. His fingers tightened just enough to make Hongki groan softly, his head falling back onto Seunghyun’s shoulder. Just a bit tighter, and Hongki was daydreaming about how he now wanted to spend bathroom breaks on variety shows and music programs. He got harder in Seunghyun’s hand, and Seunghyun gripped tighter, tighter-
“The hell do you think you’re doing?” Hongki asked, his head jerking up while he slapped Seunghyun repeatedly in the arm. “Holy shit, stop!”
“Oh my God, hyung,” he said exasperatedly. “I’m trying to give you a handjob.”
“Trying to neuter me!”
“You’re just being prissy.”
“Seunghyun, I want you to grip yourself as tightly as you were just gripping me, and then tell me I was being prissy.” He glared over his shoulder at the younger boy, watching him sigh and roll his eyes. “Where the hell do you get these ideas in your head? It must be bad porn or something. Has Minhwan gotten to you?” He shook his head, not actually wanting an answer, and pulled Seunghyun’s hand from his underwear.
“Hyung?”
“Look, I’ve got a nice, simple way to finish this off, and then we can go from there.” He turned around and gently but firmly pushed Seunghyun’s shoulder until he was on his back. “Just stay there. Don’t move.” He glared at him meaningfully, hoping he was getting across exactly how much he really didn’t want Seunghyun to move. Seunghyun sighed and looked to the side, but nodded.
Satisfied that he was finally going to be cooperative, Hongki flashed him a sweet, yet seductive smile and brought one leg to Seunghyun’s other side, straddling him to the mattress as he leaned down to place a soft kiss in the middle of the younger boy’s chest, fingers quickly unfastening his jeans and pushing them down his legs. He led his kisses down his stomach as his hands peeled Seunghyun’s boxers down to his knees, secretly reveling how Seunghyun’s hips twitched against Hongki’s lips.
“Now, Seunghyun, learn.” He brought one hand up to curl around Seunghyun’s erection, slowly running his hand up to the tip, hesitating for just a second before sliding back down, repeating this a few times and watching Seunghyun’s eyes close as his breathing got heavier. A small smirk crossed Hongki’s face, glad he finally got Seunghyun to stop being such a smartass, even if just for a few minutes. After a few more strokes, Hongki lowered his mouth over his arousal, using his tongue to the best of his abilities to make Seunghyun pant and writhe underneath him. Thoughts of showing him exactly how to be sexy with teeth crossed his mind, but decided it would give Seunghyun ideas for the next time they did this, and Hongki definitely didn’t want that.
“H-hyung,” Seunghyun all but moaned, and Hongki saw from the corner of his eyes that Seunghyun’s hands had clutched the sheets, knuckles white from his tight grip. His voice sounded as though he was trying to say something, but all that came out were incoherent words and strangled moans.
Hongki smirked again when he pulled away, sitting back to finish pulling off Seunghyun’s pants and underwear, his own following soon after. He leaned forward on elbows and knees over Seunghyun’s prone body, kissing his neck and loving the way Seunghyun’s breath fell ragged on his ear. Without saying anything, he brought their erections together and held them with one hand, stroking them as he continued his kisses against his neck and shoulder. He felt Seunghyun’s hands grip his arms too tight, but he didn’t stop him this time, letting him hold him while his hips jerked erratically under Hongki’s touch. Soft, guttural sounds fell from Seunghyun’s lips, laced with half formed words, and it was only a few quick strokes later that the younger boy’s back arched up slightly off the bed, his nails digging into Hongki’s arm as he finished in his hand. Hongki kept moving his hand until he also finished, moaning into the crook of Seunghyun’s neck.
They lay together on the bed, Hongki still holding himself up with one arm, waiting for their breathing to even out enough for them to talk normally.
“Hyung,” Seunghyun said quietly, leaning his cheek against Hongki’s hair.
“Hn?”
“Weren’t you going to, like…fuck me?”
Hongki couldn’t hold in his laughter this time, partly because of the question and partly out of the phrasing. He’d never heard Seunghyun swear before. “Oh, Seunghyun,” he chuckled, patting the boy’s chest lightly as he turned his head to press a soft kiss to his cheek. “I don’t think you’re ready for that quite yet. But come on, let’s go get cleaned up before the others get home.”
Seunghyun nodded, getting up to follow Hongki to the bathroom. “So, did you not fuck me because you actually don’t think I’m ready, or did you not do it because you’re too pansy to top and are waiting for me to be able to? Because I could totally top you.”
Hongki cringed just thinking about Seunghyun topping anyone, much less him. “Shut up. And stop saying that word! It sounds weird coming out of you!”
Seunghyun laughed, saying something about Hongki just being too much of a girl, but Hongki decided to just not argue with him, pulling him into the bathroom with him.
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[Pairing] Hongki x Seunghyun
[Rating] R for sex
[Genre] Humor, smut
[Word Count] 2,189
[Author's Note] I couldn't help but write this after watching how Seunghyun and Hongki interact. I swear it can't just be me that notices how snarky they are with each other. So, I wrote this because 1) I've always wanted to read/write fail!smut, and 2) SeungKi snarky!fail!smut could only make it better :3
It wasn’t late at night the first time they decided to have sex. In fact, it was the middle of the day. They’d just decided they would wait until everyone else was out of the house and they could have an entire afternoon to themselves because Hongki honestly couldn’t see it being a quick ordeal. Hongki had enough experience under his belt from when Wonbin was with them, but Seunghyun had barely had his first kiss, and Hongki wanted to be able to take him through the steps, make sure everything was done right. After they’d gotten started, he was glad there was no one else in the dorm because things didn’t go anything like how Hongki had planned.
Hongki sat on the edge of his bed while Seunghyun leaned down, one knee bent beside Hongki’s hip, lips pressed against Hongki’s, needy and persistent and hard. Too hard.
“What are you doing?” Hongki asked, pushing the younger boy away and rubbing at his sore lips, positive they were going to start bruising at any moment. He was sure his jaw must have cracked at some point.
“Trying to kiss you,” he responded, looking confused, as though it were painfully obvious what he was doing.
“Trying to break my jaw, more like.” He rubbed his cheeks and worked his mouth a few times before staring back at Seunghyun, wondering exactly how to phrase what he was thinking. He didn’t think ‘calm the fuck down’ would be encouraging enough to make him try to be better. Knowing Seunghyun, it would make him just do it again. “You gotta be gentle. Hard kisses are sexy, but save it for when you know what you’re doing, okay?”
Seunghyun rolled his eyes and Hongki swore he heard him mutter something about a ‘pansy’ under his breath, but Seunghyun leaned in to kiss Hongki again before Hongki could ask him what he’d said. It was better this time, their mouths pressing softly against each other’s, lips parting to allow Hongki to slide his tongue into Seunghyun’s mouth, reaching one hand up to hold the back of his neck as they tilted their heads to either side, deepening the kiss. Hongki was getting ready to mentally congratulate Seunghyun on being a quick learner, but stopped short when he felt teeth biting down on his tongue. It would have been sexy if it hadn’t felt like Seunghyun was trying to bite off the first inch of his tongue.
“Seunghyun,” he said, pushing him away again, “I don’t know who taught you that deadly kisses are fun, but if you bite my tongue off, I will die. And I don’t want to die. So let’s not do that anymore, okay?”
“Aren’t teeth supposed to be sexy?”
“Sure,” Hongki said, “if done right. What you did there? Not right. Here, come here.” He scooted back and pulled Seunghyun onto the bed, making him straddle his legs. When they were situated and comfortable, Hongki smiled. “How about we just kiss for now - gently - and I’ll show you another time how to make teeth sexy while kissing, okay?”
The younger boy sighed but nodded, and they set to kissing again, and Hongki was glad to notice that Seunghyun was much more careful now, almost tentative. After another minute of just kissing, Seunghyun sighed again. “When are we going to get to the actual, y’know…sex?”
Hongki shut his eyes, resisting the urge to laugh. “It’s usually sexier if it just happens. Like, we kiss and make out, then we take our clothes off and…” It was Hongki’s turn to sigh. “Foreplay, y’know?” He lifted Seunghyun’s shirt a bit, trailing his fingers up over his stomach and chest, brushing his thumb over one nipple and smiling when Seunghyun’s eyes closed partway and his breath hitched. “See?” he said quietly, lifting his shirt more and leaning forward to plant a single kiss on his chest. He moved his hands up, pulling his shirt up over Seunghyun’s head and throwing it to the ground, kissing his way up to his shoulder where he stopped to suck on a small patch of skin.
A few moments later, Seunghyun’s hands gripped Hongki’s shirt and he attempted to pull it up, mimicking Hongki’s actions, but the collar caught on Hongki’s earring, causing him to cry out in pain. “Stop, stop, stop!” he said, pulling his shirt from the younger boy’s hands and gingerly touching his ear to make sure it was still okay. “Jesus, Seunghyun, gently. Especially when your partner is wearing earrings.” He touched the area around the earring again before sighing and pulling his own shirt off, tossing it to the ground as well.
A loud sigh came from Seunghyun, and Hongki looked up to see a small pout on his lips. “We just weren’t meant to do this, were we?” he said, holding his arms nervously against his sides and leaning back as though to get up off Hongki’s legs.
“Seunghyunnie, no, it’s fine. Just…” How could he phrase this and not hurt his feelings? “Just…try not to be so eager. Take it slow.” He smiled and held Seunghyun’s hips, pulling him forward and wrapping his arms around his waist. “Slow and steady wins the race, right?”
Seunghyun still pouted. “Why can’t we just get to it?” A small smirk crossed his lips and, before Hongki could even think about being suspicious about it, Seunghyun rolled his hips against Hongki’s, the friction against his forming-erection causing a strange noise in the back of Hongki’s throat. “Like that?” He did it again, and Hongki couldn’t stop the groan that fell from his lips.
“Okay, if that’s how you want it.” He smirked and tightened his grip on Seunghyun’s hips, pushing him sideways and waiting until he’d rolled onto his back to balance on hands and knees above him, each hand and leg on either side of his body. “You have no appreciation for foreplay,” he said, shaking his head as he leaned down to kiss him again, running one hand down the younger boy’s chest and stomach, and was getting ready to slide it down his pants when he felt Seunghyun’s hand on his crotch, rubbing him through his jeans.
“I want to do it,” Seunghyun said simply when Hongki pulled back to look at him questioningly. “I’ll do it to you, and you tell me if I do it wrong.” He smiled that cute, sweet smile, and, against his better judgment, Hongki couldn’t help but give in.
He sat back on his knees. “You mean when you do it wrong,” he replied, but didn’t object when Seunghyun stood up on the bed and, looking far too childlike in his excitement - Hongki had to remember that this boy could definitely look sexy when he didn’t look like a four-year-old at Christmas - walked behind Hongki and sat down.
“Why are you so mean, hyung?” he asked with an obvious pout as he wrapped his arms around Hongki’s waist and started undoing the button of his pants, but Hongki didn’t think answering him would be the best thing right now. Instead, he helped Seunghyun push his jeans down his legs, kicking them off his feet and trying to ignore the horrible nagging voice in the back of his mind telling him he shouldn’t be trusting Seunghyun with such sensitive equipment.
“Just do it already.” He leaned back against Seunghyun’s chest, staring up at the ceiling and focusing on the ways this felt good - Seunghyun’s fingers moving slowly under the waistband of his briefs, his breath on Hongki’s ear and neck. Those long fingers slowly, tantalizingly, wrapping around Hongki’s manhood, beginning to stroke slowly up to the tip and back to the base, and Hongki couldn’t stop the way his breath caught in his chest. He was actually quite good at this. His fingers tightened just enough to make Hongki groan softly, his head falling back onto Seunghyun’s shoulder. Just a bit tighter, and Hongki was daydreaming about how he now wanted to spend bathroom breaks on variety shows and music programs. He got harder in Seunghyun’s hand, and Seunghyun gripped tighter, tighter-
“The hell do you think you’re doing?” Hongki asked, his head jerking up while he slapped Seunghyun repeatedly in the arm. “Holy shit, stop!”
“Oh my God, hyung,” he said exasperatedly. “I’m trying to give you a handjob.”
“Trying to neuter me!”
“You’re just being prissy.”
“Seunghyun, I want you to grip yourself as tightly as you were just gripping me, and then tell me I was being prissy.” He glared over his shoulder at the younger boy, watching him sigh and roll his eyes. “Where the hell do you get these ideas in your head? It must be bad porn or something. Has Minhwan gotten to you?” He shook his head, not actually wanting an answer, and pulled Seunghyun’s hand from his underwear.
“Hyung?”
“Look, I’ve got a nice, simple way to finish this off, and then we can go from there.” He turned around and gently but firmly pushed Seunghyun’s shoulder until he was on his back. “Just stay there. Don’t move.” He glared at him meaningfully, hoping he was getting across exactly how much he really didn’t want Seunghyun to move. Seunghyun sighed and looked to the side, but nodded.
Satisfied that he was finally going to be cooperative, Hongki flashed him a sweet, yet seductive smile and brought one leg to Seunghyun’s other side, straddling him to the mattress as he leaned down to place a soft kiss in the middle of the younger boy’s chest, fingers quickly unfastening his jeans and pushing them down his legs. He led his kisses down his stomach as his hands peeled Seunghyun’s boxers down to his knees, secretly reveling how Seunghyun’s hips twitched against Hongki’s lips.
“Now, Seunghyun, learn.” He brought one hand up to curl around Seunghyun’s erection, slowly running his hand up to the tip, hesitating for just a second before sliding back down, repeating this a few times and watching Seunghyun’s eyes close as his breathing got heavier. A small smirk crossed Hongki’s face, glad he finally got Seunghyun to stop being such a smartass, even if just for a few minutes. After a few more strokes, Hongki lowered his mouth over his arousal, using his tongue to the best of his abilities to make Seunghyun pant and writhe underneath him. Thoughts of showing him exactly how to be sexy with teeth crossed his mind, but decided it would give Seunghyun ideas for the next time they did this, and Hongki definitely didn’t want that.
“H-hyung,” Seunghyun all but moaned, and Hongki saw from the corner of his eyes that Seunghyun’s hands had clutched the sheets, knuckles white from his tight grip. His voice sounded as though he was trying to say something, but all that came out were incoherent words and strangled moans.
Hongki smirked again when he pulled away, sitting back to finish pulling off Seunghyun’s pants and underwear, his own following soon after. He leaned forward on elbows and knees over Seunghyun’s prone body, kissing his neck and loving the way Seunghyun’s breath fell ragged on his ear. Without saying anything, he brought their erections together and held them with one hand, stroking them as he continued his kisses against his neck and shoulder. He felt Seunghyun’s hands grip his arms too tight, but he didn’t stop him this time, letting him hold him while his hips jerked erratically under Hongki’s touch. Soft, guttural sounds fell from Seunghyun’s lips, laced with half formed words, and it was only a few quick strokes later that the younger boy’s back arched up slightly off the bed, his nails digging into Hongki’s arm as he finished in his hand. Hongki kept moving his hand until he also finished, moaning into the crook of Seunghyun’s neck.
They lay together on the bed, Hongki still holding himself up with one arm, waiting for their breathing to even out enough for them to talk normally.
“Hyung,” Seunghyun said quietly, leaning his cheek against Hongki’s hair.
“Hn?”
“Weren’t you going to, like…fuck me?”
Hongki couldn’t hold in his laughter this time, partly because of the question and partly out of the phrasing. He’d never heard Seunghyun swear before. “Oh, Seunghyun,” he chuckled, patting the boy’s chest lightly as he turned his head to press a soft kiss to his cheek. “I don’t think you’re ready for that quite yet. But come on, let’s go get cleaned up before the others get home.”
Seunghyun nodded, getting up to follow Hongki to the bathroom. “So, did you not fuck me because you actually don’t think I’m ready, or did you not do it because you’re too pansy to top and are waiting for me to be able to? Because I could totally top you.”
Hongki cringed just thinking about Seunghyun topping anyone, much less him. “Shut up. And stop saying that word! It sounds weird coming out of you!”
Seunghyun laughed, saying something about Hongki just being too much of a girl, but Hongki decided to just not argue with him, pulling him into the bathroom with him.
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