Interruptions [1/1]
Title: Interruptions
Pairing: BangHim (Bang Yong Guk/Kim Him Chan)
Rating: NC 17
Warnings: Language, explicit sexual content a.k.a. smut
Summary: All Yongguk wants is a night alone with Himchan
Himchan is already in bed by the time Yongguk steps into their shared room, freshly showered and wearing just a pair of Calvin Kleins. The ulzzang is pretending to be asleep but Yongguk gives a heavy sigh and stretches dramatically. He catches Himchan peeking and laughs at the pink flush that stains the other’s cheeks. ‘Yah, it’s nothing you haven’t seen before’ He coos playfully to the other male. Himchan finally opens his eyes. They crease in amusement and Yongguk can’t resists leaning over the bed to kiss the other male.
Himchan’s hand buries into his thick blonde hair and tugs repeatedly until Yongguk is hovering over him. Their lips break apart so Himchan can rake his eyes over the defined stomach and barely tanned skin. He draws a line down Yongguk’s abs with his free hand that elicits a giggle from the elder. Not many people know that the big scary rapper is actually extremely ticklish but Himchan does and he makes full use of it as he drags his finger back and forth across his stomach. Yongguk struggles to supress his laughter, biting down on his own lip. His eyes close, nose scrunches and Himchan can feel him shake above him. His other hand joins in the assault, ghosting over ribs and Yongguk decides that enough is enough.
Seconds later Himchan’s wrists are pinned to either side of his head and Yongguk’s mouth is just inches from his own. The rappers minty breath steams across his face. He cranes his neck up to kiss the other but Yongguk manages to keep just out of reach. ‘Yah~ you should play fair’ He coos though Himchan doesn’t look impressed.. The other male simply wiggles his hips and pouts.
Yongguk resists the urge to kiss him and lets go of the slender male’s wrists. He draws back the bed covers between them, finally noticing that Himchan is wearing a vest and a pair of blue boxers that look suspiciously like a pair that Yongguk owns. ‘Those are mine’ He murmurs, fingers brushing the soft material slung low on Himchan’s hips. Another wiggle and he nips his teeth against Himchan’s collarbone. ‘Oh really?’ The other purrs. There’s a playful gleam in his eyes. ‘I guess you better take them back then’
Yongguk likes the sound of that.
He reaches with thick fingers for the elastic of the boxers. On Himchan’s slender frame they’re a few sizes too big and the elastic doesn’t help keep them up. He hooks a finger into the front, lips meeting Himchan’s jaw and a second finger follows. Himchan tries to angle his head so their lips meet but Yongguk kisses his chin instead. It’s a game he likes to play, winding up the younger by denying him kisses. Himchan never lasts very long and usually ends up wrapping himself around Yongguk to a force a kiss from the elder. Yongguk likes it when Himchan fights back, loves the feisty side of his personality.
He sits back on his knees, both hands now at the waist band of his stolen boxers. There’s a noise outside - followed by a crash. Himchan glances up but Yongguk kisses his cheek, a few scant inches from his lips and it’s enough to steal back his attention. He starts to tug at the blue fabric when the door bursts open and Zelo darts inside holding a toy gun. ‘Hyung! You gotta -‘ Zelo slams the door behind him and throws himself against it. His eyebrows arch when he takes in the sight of his hyungs and his eyebrows knit together. ‘What are you doing to Himchan-Hyung?’
Himchan flushes and reaches for something to cover himself with. The other hand roughly shoves at Yongguk’s shoulder. It’s enough to knock him off balance and Yongguk slides off the bed with a heavy thump. Two heads with blonde hair and brown eyes blink down at him and Yongguk scratches his head. ‘I was helping him get ready for bed’ He grunts as he pushes himself off the floor. Zelo backs up a little as Himchan reaches out to help Yongguk back onto the bed. ‘Yeah, sure Hyung’ The maknae looks between the two. He looks down at his gun and seems to remember why he came in there in the first place. ‘Look, Hyung, we’re playing this spy game and they ganged up on me and I was wondering if I could just sta-’ Zelo begins to explain so quickly it’s almost like his speed rapping on stage.
‘Absolutely not. No way. Get out’ Yongguk clamps his large hands over Zelo’s tiny shoulders and turns the boy around. He guides him out, one hand on the door handle. ‘Man up and fight! What are you: A man or a rat?’ For a moment Zelo and Himchan stare at each other from under the rapper’s arm, both mentally debating whether to correct him or not. It’s Himchan who shakes his head, it’s better not to, just in time for Yongguk to pat Zelo’s curly hair. The boy finds himself in the living room seconds later and the Hyungs’ door slams behind him. Daehyun and Youngjae pop up from behind the overturned couch. Yongguk laughs at the sounds of Zelo ‘dying’ outside their door.
Yongguk climbs back over Himchan, nuzzling at the other’s shoulder. ‘Where was I?’ He purrs as the other strokes his spine. He wraps his arms around the ulzzang, pushing the blankets away and his lips trace the line of Himchan’s jaw. From now on nights like this are going to be few and far between if all their hard work pays off so he wants to make the most of it whilst he can. Himchan runs his fingers over Yongguk’s weak spots again, taking delight in the way the rapper shudders as he brushes a particularly sensitive spot on his chest. The door quietly clicks open but neither seems to notice. Yongguk catches his fingers in his own large hand and brings them up to his lips where he gently nips at each of Himchan’s fingertips. ‘Yah’ He huffs, voice low and husky. He bites each one again and moves down to kiss his palm and then his wrist. It gives Himchan goose bumps.
Yongguk releases him and reaches down to the hem of Himchan’s vest. His palms graze Himchan’s stomach as he slides the fabric up and the slightly younger of the two keens at the contact. He tries to kiss Yongguk again but the rapper settles a kiss on his chin and drags his lips down to press open mouthed kisses against his Adam’s apple. He stops pushing the fabric as he reaches Himchan’s armpits and instead trails his lips down the slender neck and prominent collarbone. He skips over the bunched up fabric and kisses his way down Himchan’s torso - right down to his belly button before making his way back up. Himchan squirms beneath him, the faint flush of his cheeks spreading out his over his neck and chest. ‘Guk-ah’ He growls, giving a sharp tug at blonde hair.
Yongguk grunts in response and scrapes his teeth against Himchan’s skin. The ulzzang scratches at his naked back and Yongguk dips his head to growl in his ear. ‘Fuck’ Himchan grunts, voice low and he feels Yongguk’s mouth, hot and wet, just below his ear. ‘I’d be glad to’ He chuckles. Yongguk moves down his chest again, one hand tweaking a nipple. He bites at the other, hard enough to make Himchan arch from the bed and hiss through his teeth. He laps at it with his tongue to soothe it, Himchan making a quiet sound of approval. ‘You know, Himchan Hyung is pretty but he’s not a girl’ There’s a heavy silence that rings through the room and Himchan squeezes his eyes shut. Yongguk glances over his shoulder, eyes narrowing on the lens of Daehyun’s shiny black camera. ‘Yah… You!’
There’s a flurry of movement and Himchan is chasing Yongguk chasing Daehyun through the dorm. Youngjae watches from where he’s playing with Lego at the kitchen table as the trio circle the couch and Zelo joins in to help Yongguk. ‘Youngjae-yah’ Himchan shouts from the doorway. ‘Help us get the tape’ The younger boy glances up at him for a moment, eyes narrowed in thought. His eyes flicker between the plastic bricks and his hyung a few more times and he shakes his head. ‘No Deal’ Himchan curses. ‘I’ll buy you something new’ Youngjae’s eyes light up at that and the Lego bricks are left forgotten. With Zelo and Youngjae’s help, they catch Daehyun in a matter of moments and Himchan confiscates the tape.
Yongguk falls face first onto the bed with a huff. He kicks his legs and beats his fists against the pillows like a petulant child as Himchan puts the tape away in a safe place. He’ll look at it later when the dorm is quieter and he can figure out how to use Daehyun’s camera. In the meantime, the bed dips beside Yongguk’s hips and moments later Himchan is straddling the back of his thighs. Warm hands fall to the base of his spine and soon Himchan’s kneading his way up Yongguk’s back. Himchan leans forwards, lips pressing sweet kisses up the elder’s spine. ‘Roll over’ Himchan says, voice soft as he taps at Young guk’s arm. The rapper does as told - Himchan isn’t known as the Commander for nothing. At first nothing happens and Yongguk’s brows furrow. He can hear Himchan’s soft breathing, feel the weight of him against his thighs. He lifts his head up, hands coming up to support his neck and the first thing he sees as he opens his eyes is Himchan’s smirk. The ulzzang grins, hands falling to the hem of his shirt and Yongguk can only watch as Himchan reveals his skin, slow inch by inch.
Yongguk sits up, large arms wrapping around Himchan’s waist before the ulzzang’s vest even hits the floor. He presses his lips to Himchan’s throat, relishing the feel of skin on skin as he presses their bare chests together. Himchan makes a soft grunt, one hand grasping a tuft of blonde hair whilst the other leaves angry red marks across Yongguk’s back. The rapper bites and nips at Himchan’s throat, his shoulders, and any other part of skin he can reach. Yongguk slips a hand into the back of Himchan’s Boxers (his own stolen boxers) and squeezes the soft flesh. Himchan gives a few soft tugs that grow sharper and rougher each time Yongguk ignores him. The game is annoying to the younger ulzzang, he likes kissing - loves kissing Yongguk’s thick lips and he hates being denied things. He buries his hands into Yongguk’s hair, large handfuls of hair in his grip and forces the other’s head back. Yongguk hisses at the sting in his scalp but Himchan looks pissed and when Himchan looks pissed, Yongguk thinks he’s one of the most stunning creatures he’s ever seen. He puts up a fight a little longer, twists his head this way and that as Himchan tries to kiss him and it isn’t till Himchan cups his face, fingertips pressing against his cheekbones, that he lets the other win.
Himchan’s lips are dry but they’re warm and he kisses fiercely. He kisses hard enough to bruise and his tongue presses to the seam of Yongguk’s lips. He refuses to open his mouth and Himchan growls, biting down against his bottom lip. Yongguk doesn’t mind it when Himchan’s a little rough - sometimes they need it to be a little rough when morale is low and nerves are grating. Himchan’s tongue is hot and slick, as talented at kissing as he is talking and Yongguk grins into the kiss. He cups the younger’s ass with both hands and rolls them over. Himchan’s long legs lock around his waist and hold him close as Yongguk hovers above him, hands either side of Himchan’s head. He rolls their hips together, both men moaning and is about to repeat the motion when there’s a knock at the door.
‘Hyung’
Jongup’s voice sounds at the other side of the door and Himchan’s interest instantly peaks for his favourite dongsaengs. Yongguk tries to cover the ulzzang’s mouth with one large hand. Be quiet and he’ll go away. Himchan bites his palm and shoves Yongguk away. The rapper lands on his back as Himchan drags the covers over their mostly naked bodies and then he’s shouting for Jongup to come in.
The boy in question shuffles in. His baggy pyjamas loose on his frame and a brown teddy bear dangling from one hand. Yongguk gives him a once over and rolls his eyes. Zelo shouldn’t be the group maknae, this kid should be. ‘Aigoo~’ Coos Himchan, voice several octaves higher than his usual pitch. He pats the duvet and Jongup is scrabbling onto the bed. ‘What’s wrong with my baby?’ Jongup settles himself onto the bed, head resting in Himchan’s lap. Yongguk looks at the scene in disgust. Moments ago Himchan was all over him, pulling at his hair and showing the side that only Yongguk got to see and now here he was, sweet as a lamb and smothering Jongup like a little kid. The rapper pretends to gag and when he goes unnoticed by his band mates, rolls onto his side and sulks.
‘Appa, I had a nightmare’ Jongup gives a soft whine which instantly replied to with one of Himchan’s own. The elder rakes his fingers through Jongup’s hair, all the while cooing about how cute he is. Wait, did he just say… ‘Appa?’ Yongguk sits up and glances at the two. They stare back at him with surprised brown eyes and Jongup nods, clutching at one of Himchan’s hands. ‘Ung, Himchan Appa is the best’ His eyes disappear into two tiny crescent moons and Himchan starts to coo again. Yongguk scoffs and rolls over, muttering to himself.
‘What was that?’ There’s a certain icy tone to the way Himchan suddenly speaks to him and Yongguk feels the goosebumps that trickle up his spine. ‘Nothing’ He grunts in return. He pulls a pillow a little further under his head and flattens it with his fist. A silence falls over them and when Jongup next speaks, he almost wishes he’d kicked the brat out of the room when he’d first come in. ‘He said you’re more like Eomma Himchan’ For a moment Himchan doesn’t react, just stares with an open mouth and Yongguk finds himself glancing nervously over his shoulder. He regrets it instantly because two things happen. Jongup asks where the red scratches across his back came from and Himchan kicks him off the bed.
Eventually Himchan persuades the not-quite-baby of the group to go back to bed with a promise of a fantastic breakfast the next morning. When he returns Yongguk is still awake though he refuses to acknowledge the other male. Himchan knows how to get around this though. He tries the tickling approach first, fingers barely touching the exposed skin of Yongguk’s ribs. The elder stays silent, body stiff and Himchan decides instead to go straight for drastic measures. He kicks the blankets off with a dramatic sigh, much like Yongguk’s earlier stretching performance and throws his arms out to his sides. ‘Guk-ah, it’s so hot’ He whines. The tension in his shoulders has lessened slightly. Himchan supresses a chuckle as he begins to wiggle his way out of the elder male’s boxers and from the corner of his eye, he can see that Yongguk is watching from over his shoulder. ‘Much better’ he grins once the boxers are free of his ankles. When he turns back Yongguk is tense again and Himchan can feel the corners of his lips stretch. With a flick of his wrist, the boxers fall over Yongguk’s head and Himchan flops back onto the mattress. All he has to do is wait.
3…
2…
Yongguk is on him in seconds.
‘We’re getting a lock on that door first thing in morning’ Growls the rapper, moving to kneel between Himchan’s legs. Himchan nods in agreement and reaches to pull Yongguk down for a kiss. It’s rough and sloppy, Yongguk’s weight pressing him down but that’s just the way Himchan likes it. Yongguk snakes a hand between them, cups Himchan’s semi-erection. The ulzzang groans into the kiss as fingers curl around him and Yongguk begins to pump his cock as his tongue scrapes the roof of Himchan’s mouth. They break apart and Himchan gasps as Yongguk pumps a little faster. So good. His lips press to Himchan’s chin and for the second time that evening he drags his mouth down Himchan’s body in a trail of open mouthed kisses.
This time he goes lower than Himchan’s belly button and he curls his arms under Himchan’s thighs as he presses more kisses to his pale skin. Himchan grunts and hisses, making whiny little noises as Yongguk nips at his thighs, working closer and closer his swelling cock. Yongguk kisses Himchan as if worshiping him. Yongguk’s mouth is hot and he wastes no time as he takes the younger fully into his mouth. Himchan bites down against the back of his hand as Himchan deep throats him, the tip reaching his throat. Oh fuck. He bucks his hips in shallow movements as the rapper draws back from his cock. His tongue works the skin just below the tip and he feels the bite of Himchan’s fingernails against his scalp. He bobs his mouth up and down against the other, tongue tracing the vein and he smiles around Himchan’s cock as the other makes a high keening sound. ‘Guk-ah’ Grunts the ulzzang, giving another tug at Yongguk’s hair. After all the interruptions he really just wants to fuck. Yongguk gives one last suck, there’s a slick pop as he pulls away and his hands curl around the base of Himchan’s cock. He can’t help but kiss those beautiful lips again.
Himchan has to pull Yongguk’s hand from his cock because the other male is a little too good with his hands and Himchan thinks tonight’s going to be one of those nights were he won’t last long. He flips them over, pressing Yongguk to his back and straddles the rapper’s thighs. His fingers dance over Yongguk’s skin, traces constellations between moles as if they were stars. He scrapes his nails against the rapper’s chest and bites the skin just above his belly button. His tongue traces the outline of his abdominal muscles whilst his hands move over Yongguk’s sides. The rapper giggles. A snickery little sound that reminds Himchan of Muttley from the whacky races. Himchan doesn’t say it but he likes this side of Yongguk, the carefree side of the man who constantly watches his members and carries the weight of the world on his shoulders. Himchan tries to help him but he’s not sure if he ever does Yongguk any good or not.
He mouths at the skin above Yongguk’s boxers, nose brushing the think trail of hair and grins as the other starts to grunt. Yongguk’s a vocal lover and Himchan can’t get enough of it. He presses his mouth along the length of Yongguk’s erection, alternating between chaste kisses and open mouthed, slick tongue kisses. The rapper groans, one hand falling to rest of Himchan’s head though he doesn’t push him to do anything. The other hand joins Himchan’s at the waistband of Yongguk’s boxers and together they push them to mid-thigh. Yongguk is too impatient to push them all the way off.
Yongguk reaches for lube and condoms before Himchan has a chance to suck him off. He pushes Himchan to his hands and knees and moves to kneel behind him. His fingers are slick and already working their way into Himchan in record time, his voice soft and gravelly as he tells Himchan to relax. At first it stings and Himchan scratches at the headboard - Yongguk’s trying to work all three fingers in straight away. It burns in a good way. His lips are warm on Himchan’s spine, breath puffing out over pale skin and Himchan arches as Yongguk laps at salty skin. He crooks his fingers against Himchan’s prostate and the sub-vocalist gasps.
Himchan insists on helping Yongguk put on a condom though in the end he never even touches it. His arms wrap around Yongguk’s neck and the rapper cradles his head in both hands. ‘You’re beautiful’ Murmurs Yongguk between kisses and Himchan decides to let him have his sappy moment just this once because there’s something in the way Yongguk is looking at him that makes his heart race that little bit faster and his chest feel that little bit tighter. Damn, he hates when Yongguk gets all sappy on him.
When Yongguk enters he can’t help but pant with each small thrust into the other’s body. Himchan is hot and tight and so.fucking.good. His hands grasp at Himchan’s hips, his skin so much darker than Himchan’s. Soon Himchan starts to meet him thrust for thrust, arching his back just so to help get that perfect angle for both of them. Yongguk gives his ass a firm slap and Himchan can’t help the low moan that escapes. Yongguk leans forwards to place open mouthed kisses against Himchan’s shoulder blades and grunts against his spine. ‘Fuck, baby. Fuck’
The pace between them picks up as Himchan’s legs begin to feel weak and the Ulzzang lowers himself to lay on his stomach. His sensitive cocks rubs against the mattress with each of the rapper’s thrusts and he bites down on his lip to keep quiet. Yongguk continues to thrust into him and slides one arm under the other’s chest. ‘So good, baby’ He growls, licking the shell of Himchan’s ear and the other instantly turns his head. Their tongues meet awkwardly, Himchan’s long torso making it a little difficult, so Yongguk slides his lips over the other’s shoulders and breathes out heavy moans against his skin.
They change positions so that Himchan is on his back, ass raised slightly by a pillow. Yongguk’s arms keep his legs apart and Himchan strokes his own abandoned cock. Neither will last much longer now - it’s obvious in the way that Yongguk’s thrusts have grown quicker, sharper and Himchan is getting tighter and hotter by the minute. Himchan watches the rapper through half lidded eyes, hand growing unconsciously tighter because Himchan might be the ulzzang of the group but Yongguk is just as beautiful, if not more so in Himchan’s eyes. The perfect skin, the broad shoulders, the trim waist.. Yongguk’s head is thrown back and Himchan has the urge to kiss his throat.
Yongguk’s head falls forwards as his hips begin to snap back and forth, faster and faster with each growing minute. He releases one of Himchan’s legs, wrapping it around his waist and leans forwards to kiss the sub-vocalist. Himchan’s hand slows on his cock and he grips at Yongguk’s hair again, holding him in place. The new angle has Yongguk brushing his prostate with every other thrust, drawing a number of tiny little noises from Himchan’s lips.
Yongguk can’t take it much more and wraps Himchan’s other leg around his waist, the slender male locking his ankles together. His arms slide under Himchan’s shoulder blades and he presses his face against the other’s collar bone. ‘Guk-ah’ Himchan grunts through clenched teeth. ‘Close’ His fingers scrabble against Yongguk’s back and they’re clinging to each other’s shoulders. Yongguk’s hips speed up, rocking frantically into Himchan who’s getting tighter and tighter with each thrust. Yongguk swears repeatedly into his skin, teeth finally sinking in as the rapper tenses. A low growl starts low in his throat and rumbles through both their bodies. It’s enough to push Himchan over the edge, cum splashing their stomachs and Yongguk rides out their orgasms with shallow thrusts.
Yongguk presses his lips to Himchan’s for a long lazy kiss and the younger hums, brushing the bangs from his forehead. ‘Fuck’ Sighs Yongguk, a content smile tugging at his lips. Himchan looks like he’s about to say something so the rapper silences him with another brief kiss. ‘This makes it all worth while’ He rolls off the ulzzang and settles onto his back. Himchan tugs the blankets up and drapes himself across Yongguk like a lazy house cat. Yongguk strokes a finger across high cheek bones and tweaks Himchan’s nose as the ulzzang’s eyes drift closed. He’s just leaning forwards, eyes locked onto targeted lips when the door swings open.
‘Hyung - I - Fuck!’
Youngjae stares mortified
‘Get a fucking lock’
Pairing: BangHim (Bang Yong Guk/Kim Him Chan)
Rating: NC 17
Warnings: Language, explicit sexual content a.k.a. smut
Summary: All Yongguk wants is a night alone with Himchan
Himchan is already in bed by the time Yongguk steps into their shared room, freshly showered and wearing just a pair of Calvin Kleins. The ulzzang is pretending to be asleep but Yongguk gives a heavy sigh and stretches dramatically. He catches Himchan peeking and laughs at the pink flush that stains the other’s cheeks. ‘Yah, it’s nothing you haven’t seen before’ He coos playfully to the other male. Himchan finally opens his eyes. They crease in amusement and Yongguk can’t resists leaning over the bed to kiss the other male.
Himchan’s hand buries into his thick blonde hair and tugs repeatedly until Yongguk is hovering over him. Their lips break apart so Himchan can rake his eyes over the defined stomach and barely tanned skin. He draws a line down Yongguk’s abs with his free hand that elicits a giggle from the elder. Not many people know that the big scary rapper is actually extremely ticklish but Himchan does and he makes full use of it as he drags his finger back and forth across his stomach. Yongguk struggles to supress his laughter, biting down on his own lip. His eyes close, nose scrunches and Himchan can feel him shake above him. His other hand joins in the assault, ghosting over ribs and Yongguk decides that enough is enough.
Seconds later Himchan’s wrists are pinned to either side of his head and Yongguk’s mouth is just inches from his own. The rappers minty breath steams across his face. He cranes his neck up to kiss the other but Yongguk manages to keep just out of reach. ‘Yah~ you should play fair’ He coos though Himchan doesn’t look impressed.. The other male simply wiggles his hips and pouts.
Yongguk resists the urge to kiss him and lets go of the slender male’s wrists. He draws back the bed covers between them, finally noticing that Himchan is wearing a vest and a pair of blue boxers that look suspiciously like a pair that Yongguk owns. ‘Those are mine’ He murmurs, fingers brushing the soft material slung low on Himchan’s hips. Another wiggle and he nips his teeth against Himchan’s collarbone. ‘Oh really?’ The other purrs. There’s a playful gleam in his eyes. ‘I guess you better take them back then’
Yongguk likes the sound of that.
He reaches with thick fingers for the elastic of the boxers. On Himchan’s slender frame they’re a few sizes too big and the elastic doesn’t help keep them up. He hooks a finger into the front, lips meeting Himchan’s jaw and a second finger follows. Himchan tries to angle his head so their lips meet but Yongguk kisses his chin instead. It’s a game he likes to play, winding up the younger by denying him kisses. Himchan never lasts very long and usually ends up wrapping himself around Yongguk to a force a kiss from the elder. Yongguk likes it when Himchan fights back, loves the feisty side of his personality.
He sits back on his knees, both hands now at the waist band of his stolen boxers. There’s a noise outside - followed by a crash. Himchan glances up but Yongguk kisses his cheek, a few scant inches from his lips and it’s enough to steal back his attention. He starts to tug at the blue fabric when the door bursts open and Zelo darts inside holding a toy gun. ‘Hyung! You gotta -‘ Zelo slams the door behind him and throws himself against it. His eyebrows arch when he takes in the sight of his hyungs and his eyebrows knit together. ‘What are you doing to Himchan-Hyung?’
Himchan flushes and reaches for something to cover himself with. The other hand roughly shoves at Yongguk’s shoulder. It’s enough to knock him off balance and Yongguk slides off the bed with a heavy thump. Two heads with blonde hair and brown eyes blink down at him and Yongguk scratches his head. ‘I was helping him get ready for bed’ He grunts as he pushes himself off the floor. Zelo backs up a little as Himchan reaches out to help Yongguk back onto the bed. ‘Yeah, sure Hyung’ The maknae looks between the two. He looks down at his gun and seems to remember why he came in there in the first place. ‘Look, Hyung, we’re playing this spy game and they ganged up on me and I was wondering if I could just sta-’ Zelo begins to explain so quickly it’s almost like his speed rapping on stage.
‘Absolutely not. No way. Get out’ Yongguk clamps his large hands over Zelo’s tiny shoulders and turns the boy around. He guides him out, one hand on the door handle. ‘Man up and fight! What are you: A man or a rat?’ For a moment Zelo and Himchan stare at each other from under the rapper’s arm, both mentally debating whether to correct him or not. It’s Himchan who shakes his head, it’s better not to, just in time for Yongguk to pat Zelo’s curly hair. The boy finds himself in the living room seconds later and the Hyungs’ door slams behind him. Daehyun and Youngjae pop up from behind the overturned couch. Yongguk laughs at the sounds of Zelo ‘dying’ outside their door.
Yongguk climbs back over Himchan, nuzzling at the other’s shoulder. ‘Where was I?’ He purrs as the other strokes his spine. He wraps his arms around the ulzzang, pushing the blankets away and his lips trace the line of Himchan’s jaw. From now on nights like this are going to be few and far between if all their hard work pays off so he wants to make the most of it whilst he can. Himchan runs his fingers over Yongguk’s weak spots again, taking delight in the way the rapper shudders as he brushes a particularly sensitive spot on his chest. The door quietly clicks open but neither seems to notice. Yongguk catches his fingers in his own large hand and brings them up to his lips where he gently nips at each of Himchan’s fingertips. ‘Yah’ He huffs, voice low and husky. He bites each one again and moves down to kiss his palm and then his wrist. It gives Himchan goose bumps.
Yongguk releases him and reaches down to the hem of Himchan’s vest. His palms graze Himchan’s stomach as he slides the fabric up and the slightly younger of the two keens at the contact. He tries to kiss Yongguk again but the rapper settles a kiss on his chin and drags his lips down to press open mouthed kisses against his Adam’s apple. He stops pushing the fabric as he reaches Himchan’s armpits and instead trails his lips down the slender neck and prominent collarbone. He skips over the bunched up fabric and kisses his way down Himchan’s torso - right down to his belly button before making his way back up. Himchan squirms beneath him, the faint flush of his cheeks spreading out his over his neck and chest. ‘Guk-ah’ He growls, giving a sharp tug at blonde hair.
Yongguk grunts in response and scrapes his teeth against Himchan’s skin. The ulzzang scratches at his naked back and Yongguk dips his head to growl in his ear. ‘Fuck’ Himchan grunts, voice low and he feels Yongguk’s mouth, hot and wet, just below his ear. ‘I’d be glad to’ He chuckles. Yongguk moves down his chest again, one hand tweaking a nipple. He bites at the other, hard enough to make Himchan arch from the bed and hiss through his teeth. He laps at it with his tongue to soothe it, Himchan making a quiet sound of approval. ‘You know, Himchan Hyung is pretty but he’s not a girl’ There’s a heavy silence that rings through the room and Himchan squeezes his eyes shut. Yongguk glances over his shoulder, eyes narrowing on the lens of Daehyun’s shiny black camera. ‘Yah… You!’
There’s a flurry of movement and Himchan is chasing Yongguk chasing Daehyun through the dorm. Youngjae watches from where he’s playing with Lego at the kitchen table as the trio circle the couch and Zelo joins in to help Yongguk. ‘Youngjae-yah’ Himchan shouts from the doorway. ‘Help us get the tape’ The younger boy glances up at him for a moment, eyes narrowed in thought. His eyes flicker between the plastic bricks and his hyung a few more times and he shakes his head. ‘No Deal’ Himchan curses. ‘I’ll buy you something new’ Youngjae’s eyes light up at that and the Lego bricks are left forgotten. With Zelo and Youngjae’s help, they catch Daehyun in a matter of moments and Himchan confiscates the tape.
Yongguk falls face first onto the bed with a huff. He kicks his legs and beats his fists against the pillows like a petulant child as Himchan puts the tape away in a safe place. He’ll look at it later when the dorm is quieter and he can figure out how to use Daehyun’s camera. In the meantime, the bed dips beside Yongguk’s hips and moments later Himchan is straddling the back of his thighs. Warm hands fall to the base of his spine and soon Himchan’s kneading his way up Yongguk’s back. Himchan leans forwards, lips pressing sweet kisses up the elder’s spine. ‘Roll over’ Himchan says, voice soft as he taps at Young guk’s arm. The rapper does as told - Himchan isn’t known as the Commander for nothing. At first nothing happens and Yongguk’s brows furrow. He can hear Himchan’s soft breathing, feel the weight of him against his thighs. He lifts his head up, hands coming up to support his neck and the first thing he sees as he opens his eyes is Himchan’s smirk. The ulzzang grins, hands falling to the hem of his shirt and Yongguk can only watch as Himchan reveals his skin, slow inch by inch.
Yongguk sits up, large arms wrapping around Himchan’s waist before the ulzzang’s vest even hits the floor. He presses his lips to Himchan’s throat, relishing the feel of skin on skin as he presses their bare chests together. Himchan makes a soft grunt, one hand grasping a tuft of blonde hair whilst the other leaves angry red marks across Yongguk’s back. The rapper bites and nips at Himchan’s throat, his shoulders, and any other part of skin he can reach. Yongguk slips a hand into the back of Himchan’s Boxers (his own stolen boxers) and squeezes the soft flesh. Himchan gives a few soft tugs that grow sharper and rougher each time Yongguk ignores him. The game is annoying to the younger ulzzang, he likes kissing - loves kissing Yongguk’s thick lips and he hates being denied things. He buries his hands into Yongguk’s hair, large handfuls of hair in his grip and forces the other’s head back. Yongguk hisses at the sting in his scalp but Himchan looks pissed and when Himchan looks pissed, Yongguk thinks he’s one of the most stunning creatures he’s ever seen. He puts up a fight a little longer, twists his head this way and that as Himchan tries to kiss him and it isn’t till Himchan cups his face, fingertips pressing against his cheekbones, that he lets the other win.
Himchan’s lips are dry but they’re warm and he kisses fiercely. He kisses hard enough to bruise and his tongue presses to the seam of Yongguk’s lips. He refuses to open his mouth and Himchan growls, biting down against his bottom lip. Yongguk doesn’t mind it when Himchan’s a little rough - sometimes they need it to be a little rough when morale is low and nerves are grating. Himchan’s tongue is hot and slick, as talented at kissing as he is talking and Yongguk grins into the kiss. He cups the younger’s ass with both hands and rolls them over. Himchan’s long legs lock around his waist and hold him close as Yongguk hovers above him, hands either side of Himchan’s head. He rolls their hips together, both men moaning and is about to repeat the motion when there’s a knock at the door.
‘Hyung’
Jongup’s voice sounds at the other side of the door and Himchan’s interest instantly peaks for his favourite dongsaengs. Yongguk tries to cover the ulzzang’s mouth with one large hand. Be quiet and he’ll go away. Himchan bites his palm and shoves Yongguk away. The rapper lands on his back as Himchan drags the covers over their mostly naked bodies and then he’s shouting for Jongup to come in.
The boy in question shuffles in. His baggy pyjamas loose on his frame and a brown teddy bear dangling from one hand. Yongguk gives him a once over and rolls his eyes. Zelo shouldn’t be the group maknae, this kid should be. ‘Aigoo~’ Coos Himchan, voice several octaves higher than his usual pitch. He pats the duvet and Jongup is scrabbling onto the bed. ‘What’s wrong with my baby?’ Jongup settles himself onto the bed, head resting in Himchan’s lap. Yongguk looks at the scene in disgust. Moments ago Himchan was all over him, pulling at his hair and showing the side that only Yongguk got to see and now here he was, sweet as a lamb and smothering Jongup like a little kid. The rapper pretends to gag and when he goes unnoticed by his band mates, rolls onto his side and sulks.
‘Appa, I had a nightmare’ Jongup gives a soft whine which instantly replied to with one of Himchan’s own. The elder rakes his fingers through Jongup’s hair, all the while cooing about how cute he is. Wait, did he just say… ‘Appa?’ Yongguk sits up and glances at the two. They stare back at him with surprised brown eyes and Jongup nods, clutching at one of Himchan’s hands. ‘Ung, Himchan Appa is the best’ His eyes disappear into two tiny crescent moons and Himchan starts to coo again. Yongguk scoffs and rolls over, muttering to himself.
‘What was that?’ There’s a certain icy tone to the way Himchan suddenly speaks to him and Yongguk feels the goosebumps that trickle up his spine. ‘Nothing’ He grunts in return. He pulls a pillow a little further under his head and flattens it with his fist. A silence falls over them and when Jongup next speaks, he almost wishes he’d kicked the brat out of the room when he’d first come in. ‘He said you’re more like Eomma Himchan’ For a moment Himchan doesn’t react, just stares with an open mouth and Yongguk finds himself glancing nervously over his shoulder. He regrets it instantly because two things happen. Jongup asks where the red scratches across his back came from and Himchan kicks him off the bed.
Eventually Himchan persuades the not-quite-baby of the group to go back to bed with a promise of a fantastic breakfast the next morning. When he returns Yongguk is still awake though he refuses to acknowledge the other male. Himchan knows how to get around this though. He tries the tickling approach first, fingers barely touching the exposed skin of Yongguk’s ribs. The elder stays silent, body stiff and Himchan decides instead to go straight for drastic measures. He kicks the blankets off with a dramatic sigh, much like Yongguk’s earlier stretching performance and throws his arms out to his sides. ‘Guk-ah, it’s so hot’ He whines. The tension in his shoulders has lessened slightly. Himchan supresses a chuckle as he begins to wiggle his way out of the elder male’s boxers and from the corner of his eye, he can see that Yongguk is watching from over his shoulder. ‘Much better’ he grins once the boxers are free of his ankles. When he turns back Yongguk is tense again and Himchan can feel the corners of his lips stretch. With a flick of his wrist, the boxers fall over Yongguk’s head and Himchan flops back onto the mattress. All he has to do is wait.
3…
2…
Yongguk is on him in seconds.
‘We’re getting a lock on that door first thing in morning’ Growls the rapper, moving to kneel between Himchan’s legs. Himchan nods in agreement and reaches to pull Yongguk down for a kiss. It’s rough and sloppy, Yongguk’s weight pressing him down but that’s just the way Himchan likes it. Yongguk snakes a hand between them, cups Himchan’s semi-erection. The ulzzang groans into the kiss as fingers curl around him and Yongguk begins to pump his cock as his tongue scrapes the roof of Himchan’s mouth. They break apart and Himchan gasps as Yongguk pumps a little faster. So good. His lips press to Himchan’s chin and for the second time that evening he drags his mouth down Himchan’s body in a trail of open mouthed kisses.
This time he goes lower than Himchan’s belly button and he curls his arms under Himchan’s thighs as he presses more kisses to his pale skin. Himchan grunts and hisses, making whiny little noises as Yongguk nips at his thighs, working closer and closer his swelling cock. Yongguk kisses Himchan as if worshiping him. Yongguk’s mouth is hot and he wastes no time as he takes the younger fully into his mouth. Himchan bites down against the back of his hand as Himchan deep throats him, the tip reaching his throat. Oh fuck. He bucks his hips in shallow movements as the rapper draws back from his cock. His tongue works the skin just below the tip and he feels the bite of Himchan’s fingernails against his scalp. He bobs his mouth up and down against the other, tongue tracing the vein and he smiles around Himchan’s cock as the other makes a high keening sound. ‘Guk-ah’ Grunts the ulzzang, giving another tug at Yongguk’s hair. After all the interruptions he really just wants to fuck. Yongguk gives one last suck, there’s a slick pop as he pulls away and his hands curl around the base of Himchan’s cock. He can’t help but kiss those beautiful lips again.
Himchan has to pull Yongguk’s hand from his cock because the other male is a little too good with his hands and Himchan thinks tonight’s going to be one of those nights were he won’t last long. He flips them over, pressing Yongguk to his back and straddles the rapper’s thighs. His fingers dance over Yongguk’s skin, traces constellations between moles as if they were stars. He scrapes his nails against the rapper’s chest and bites the skin just above his belly button. His tongue traces the outline of his abdominal muscles whilst his hands move over Yongguk’s sides. The rapper giggles. A snickery little sound that reminds Himchan of Muttley from the whacky races. Himchan doesn’t say it but he likes this side of Yongguk, the carefree side of the man who constantly watches his members and carries the weight of the world on his shoulders. Himchan tries to help him but he’s not sure if he ever does Yongguk any good or not.
He mouths at the skin above Yongguk’s boxers, nose brushing the think trail of hair and grins as the other starts to grunt. Yongguk’s a vocal lover and Himchan can’t get enough of it. He presses his mouth along the length of Yongguk’s erection, alternating between chaste kisses and open mouthed, slick tongue kisses. The rapper groans, one hand falling to rest of Himchan’s head though he doesn’t push him to do anything. The other hand joins Himchan’s at the waistband of Yongguk’s boxers and together they push them to mid-thigh. Yongguk is too impatient to push them all the way off.
Yongguk reaches for lube and condoms before Himchan has a chance to suck him off. He pushes Himchan to his hands and knees and moves to kneel behind him. His fingers are slick and already working their way into Himchan in record time, his voice soft and gravelly as he tells Himchan to relax. At first it stings and Himchan scratches at the headboard - Yongguk’s trying to work all three fingers in straight away. It burns in a good way. His lips are warm on Himchan’s spine, breath puffing out over pale skin and Himchan arches as Yongguk laps at salty skin. He crooks his fingers against Himchan’s prostate and the sub-vocalist gasps.
Himchan insists on helping Yongguk put on a condom though in the end he never even touches it. His arms wrap around Yongguk’s neck and the rapper cradles his head in both hands. ‘You’re beautiful’ Murmurs Yongguk between kisses and Himchan decides to let him have his sappy moment just this once because there’s something in the way Yongguk is looking at him that makes his heart race that little bit faster and his chest feel that little bit tighter. Damn, he hates when Yongguk gets all sappy on him.
When Yongguk enters he can’t help but pant with each small thrust into the other’s body. Himchan is hot and tight and so.fucking.good. His hands grasp at Himchan’s hips, his skin so much darker than Himchan’s. Soon Himchan starts to meet him thrust for thrust, arching his back just so to help get that perfect angle for both of them. Yongguk gives his ass a firm slap and Himchan can’t help the low moan that escapes. Yongguk leans forwards to place open mouthed kisses against Himchan’s shoulder blades and grunts against his spine. ‘Fuck, baby. Fuck’
The pace between them picks up as Himchan’s legs begin to feel weak and the Ulzzang lowers himself to lay on his stomach. His sensitive cocks rubs against the mattress with each of the rapper’s thrusts and he bites down on his lip to keep quiet. Yongguk continues to thrust into him and slides one arm under the other’s chest. ‘So good, baby’ He growls, licking the shell of Himchan’s ear and the other instantly turns his head. Their tongues meet awkwardly, Himchan’s long torso making it a little difficult, so Yongguk slides his lips over the other’s shoulders and breathes out heavy moans against his skin.
They change positions so that Himchan is on his back, ass raised slightly by a pillow. Yongguk’s arms keep his legs apart and Himchan strokes his own abandoned cock. Neither will last much longer now - it’s obvious in the way that Yongguk’s thrusts have grown quicker, sharper and Himchan is getting tighter and hotter by the minute. Himchan watches the rapper through half lidded eyes, hand growing unconsciously tighter because Himchan might be the ulzzang of the group but Yongguk is just as beautiful, if not more so in Himchan’s eyes. The perfect skin, the broad shoulders, the trim waist.. Yongguk’s head is thrown back and Himchan has the urge to kiss his throat.
Yongguk’s head falls forwards as his hips begin to snap back and forth, faster and faster with each growing minute. He releases one of Himchan’s legs, wrapping it around his waist and leans forwards to kiss the sub-vocalist. Himchan’s hand slows on his cock and he grips at Yongguk’s hair again, holding him in place. The new angle has Yongguk brushing his prostate with every other thrust, drawing a number of tiny little noises from Himchan’s lips.
Yongguk can’t take it much more and wraps Himchan’s other leg around his waist, the slender male locking his ankles together. His arms slide under Himchan’s shoulder blades and he presses his face against the other’s collar bone. ‘Guk-ah’ Himchan grunts through clenched teeth. ‘Close’ His fingers scrabble against Yongguk’s back and they’re clinging to each other’s shoulders. Yongguk’s hips speed up, rocking frantically into Himchan who’s getting tighter and tighter with each thrust. Yongguk swears repeatedly into his skin, teeth finally sinking in as the rapper tenses. A low growl starts low in his throat and rumbles through both their bodies. It’s enough to push Himchan over the edge, cum splashing their stomachs and Yongguk rides out their orgasms with shallow thrusts.
Yongguk presses his lips to Himchan’s for a long lazy kiss and the younger hums, brushing the bangs from his forehead. ‘Fuck’ Sighs Yongguk, a content smile tugging at his lips. Himchan looks like he’s about to say something so the rapper silences him with another brief kiss. ‘This makes it all worth while’ He rolls off the ulzzang and settles onto his back. Himchan tugs the blankets up and drapes himself across Yongguk like a lazy house cat. Yongguk strokes a finger across high cheek bones and tweaks Himchan’s nose as the ulzzang’s eyes drift closed. He’s just leaning forwards, eyes locked onto targeted lips when the door swings open.
‘Hyung - I - Fuck!’
Youngjae stares mortified
‘Get a fucking lock’