Work Out, Burn Calories
work out, burn calories
paralyzing_time
smut; nc-17; kyuhae, ninja!hanchul
1543 words
It’s finally a field of Donghae’s expertise, except Kyuhyun never counted on their training immediately continuing after class. AU
warning: faily!smut, cheesiness
notes: To fulfill a request by choshinsei, seconded by frosted_89, at kyuhae_only4u ’s request meme, even though it was posted forever ago. And because people asked me to do more school-related smut, but this one isn’t that related to PE because that’s damn hard to incorporate.
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Kyuhyun almost jumps in happiness when he hears his gym teacher bid them goodbye, reminding them to take their gym uniforms home to wash. He immediately perks up and walks toward the boys’ locker room. His arms wrap around each other when the wind hits him; he doesn’t have any sweats or a sweater to cover his exposed legs and arms. Thank goodness that gym is the last class of the day. He could take his time changing and in the showers.
“Hey!”
“Kyuhyun!”
Kyuhyun whips his head around when he hears people calling out to him, and sees Hankyung and Donghae jogging towards him to catch up to his pace. Donghae wraps an arm around his shoulders while Hankyung walks on his right side.
“Thank god it’s the weekend, right?” Donghae asks rapidly.
“Yeah.” Hankyung nods. “Can’t wait to get home.”
They walk into the big room, taking in the warmth inside and the sounds of showers bring used, lockers being slammed, and chatter being spoken. All three males separate to go to their individual lockers to pack up and wait for the showers to be free. The showers are always full when they come in because their teacher lets them out later than the other classes.
It’s about fifteen minutes before the locker room is empty. Kyuhyun walks in with the towel wrapped around his waist, dropping his backpack and clothes right outside so they don’t get wet, and steps in. He grimaces at how sweaty his body is; their teacher had definitely made them work today. Gym isn’t Kyuhyun’s strongest subject. He isn’t bad or unfit, but he’s much better at academics like math or science.
He takes his towel off and turns the shower knobs to the right temperature and closes his eyes as the water hits his head. He raises his face up so that it could be washed. His hands go up to push his hair back to make sure that his face is clean. Water drips down his body as the sweat is washed away and the visible tension in his muscles disappears.
When footsteps sound near him, Kyuhyun isn’t alarmed. He’s probably not the only one who waits until the showers are empty to use them, which is why he doesn’t expect it when the person walks into the shower compartment he’s using.
“Hello?’ Kyuhyun asks hesitantly before he turns around and sees Donghae standing behind him. “Hyung?”
Donghae doesn’t answer, but steps closer to Kyuhyun. Kyuhyun instinctively takes steps back in exchange for each step Donghae takes forward until he finds that he cannot move back any further due to the shower. Kyuhyun licks his lips in nervousness, wondering what Donghae could want.
“H-Hyung?” Kyuhyun stutters out and mentally slaps himself; he usually doesn’t sound like that, nervous or not.
Donghae just chuckles before grabbing Kyuhyun’s face and pulling him into a kiss, thin lips pressing against Kyuhyun’s full ones. Donghae turns Kyuhyun’s body towards the right wall without breaking lip contact, then pressing him up against the tiles. He traps him with both his arms before his right one slowly travels down Kyuhyun’s side, making said person shiver, before pinching at his butt, causing Kyuhyun to open his mouth in surprise and giving Donghae the chance to slip his tongue in.
The older male’s body presses against his junior’s as his tongue roams the other’s mouth, the muscles pressing back against each other. Kyuhyun blindly digs his fingers into Donghae’s firm biceps, trying to keep up with Donghae so he won’t gain the upperhand, but somehow, Donghae always does.
Donghae pulls away and Kyuhyun is suddenly so out of breath as he feels Donghae’s fingers drum on his naked thigh and his tongue licking a bead of water on his neck, teasingly going up to the shell of his ear. He shivers when Donghae bites just underneath his ear and his fingernails move to clawing Donghae’s bare back.
Right after, Donghae lowers his head onto the skin of his clavicle, bending down a little so he could be of the right height. He sucks on the pale skin, and Kyuhyun’s hands slide into Donghae’s wet hair as his breathing becomes labored. Donghae takes his time, licking at the water drops dripping down his while body, nipping a little here and there. Kyuhyun is almost embarrassed when Donghae is eye level with his erect cock, but the thought is quickly thrown out the window when Donghae licks the pre-cum that covers the flesh. He sees the wickedness in his elder’s eyes and gulps, the sight sending shocks down to his hardness. He watches as Donghae slowly take his cock into his mouth and his legs almost fail on him, hips bucking to shove himself even farther into the wet warmth of Donghae’s mouth. His fingers pull even harder at Donghae’s hair, but it seems like Donghae doesn’t mind as he continues to suck and lick until Kyuhyun is reduced into a whimpering, moaning mess.
“D-Donghae-shii,” Kyuhyun whimpers, wondering how he’s being reduced to something like aegyo for crying out loud. Once again, the thoughts are completely forgotten as Donghae releases his erection with a soft ‘pop’ and Kyuhyun once again feels the steamy heat of the shower. He wants the wet warmth of Donghae back again, but Donghae presses his lips against his for another time (fuck, he can taste his own saltiness) as the younger male feels one finger enter inside of him, slick with water from the shower. Kyuhyun lets out a soft noise of pain against Donghae’s lips, but the pain is quickly forgotten as he feels Donghae wrap his fingers around his cock and pump. A second finger is pressed inside, but Kyuhyun lets out a moan as he feels the other’s thumb swipe against his slit.
Soon, the fingers are withdrawn and Kyuhyun feels Donghae’s hands lift up his thighs, prompting him to wrap his legs around the older’s waist and his arms around his neck.
“Let’s work out some more, shall we, Kyuhyun-ah?” Donghae whispers into his ear as the head of his cock presses against Kyuhyun’s entrance. Kyuhyun can only nod, for he cannot form any coherent words at the moment.
Donghae goes even further, slowly, and winces leave Kyuhyun’s lips as he feels himself stretch to accommodate the intrusion. He somehow manages to tell Donghae to hang on for a minute, before giving Donghae the okay to proceed.
The thrusts start out shallow, with Donghae making sure Kyuhyun is okay, before getting faster and rhythmic.
“Doing this will increase stamina.” Donghae pants to him, hands still gripping Kyuhyun’s creamy thighs while pulling out and plunging back in. “Which I know you need, Kyu.”
Kyuhyun can only throw his head back with a cry when he feels Donghae hit the spot that makes him see stars, nails curling into the flesh of Donghae’s back.
“Fuck, fuck,” Kyuhyun pants before Donghae kisses him again. This time, he just cries out into Donghae’s mouth, the shower muffling his noises. “Donghae!”
In response, Donghae just shoves his tongue into Kyuhyun’s mouth, simultaneously hitting Kyuhyun’s prostate. Kyuhyun furiously tries to fight back in the heated battle of tongues, but cannot due to his lack of focus.
“Shit, fuck,” is all Kyuhyun can breathe against Donghae’s lips.
Donghae pulls away for air, their lips connected with a thin line of saliva. The connection breaks when Donghae licks his lips and rams in, this time hitting that spot dead-on. Kyuhyun throws his head back against the tiled wall, wet bangs sticking to his forehead as he lets out a cry.
“H-Hyung.” A moan leaves Kyuhyun’s lips. A smirk flashes across Donghae’s face before returning back to a half-glazed expression. He feels a hand wrap around his forgotten cock, which was painting pre-cum onto Donghae’s stomach. Donghae’s thumb presses against his head, and Kyuhyun bucks his hips into Donghae’s, feeling warmth pool in his lower abdomen.
“C-Can’t-“ Kyuhyun is cut off when Donghae lightly squeezes and he cums, arching his body against his senior’s as white momentarily blinds him. His seed spreads over Donghae’s stomach, coating it. Donghae stops thrusting when Kyuhyun tightly clamps around him, groaning from the tightness.
“Fuck.” Kyuhyun hears Donghae hiss as he gives one final thrust before releasing his hot seed inside of his junior. Kyuhyun feels Donghae’s seed running against his bare thigh and shivers as he tries to catch his breath.
“We need to do this more often.” Donghae breathlessly suggests, giving a small grin. “It burns calories and keeps you active, Kyu.”
“I’m not opposed to that.” Kyuhyun mumbles, leaning against Donghae, too spent to worry about anything else.
Hankyung whips his head back to the direction of the locker room, holding his nose as blood profusely pours out of it. He had initially come back because he forgot something in the locker room, but heard from noises coming from the shower. He had gone to check if anything was happening, only to find out two of his friends were going at it in the bathroom.
He looks down and sees a tent in his pants. Cursing quietly in Chinese, he quickly heads out, wondering where the hell Heechul is when he needs him.
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notes: I should get shot for this. For the math oneshot, just click the series tag.
paralyzing_time
smut; nc-17; kyuhae, ninja!hanchul
1543 words
It’s finally a field of Donghae’s expertise, except Kyuhyun never counted on their training immediately continuing after class. AU
warning: faily!smut, cheesiness
notes: To fulfill a request by choshinsei, seconded by frosted_89, at kyuhae_only4u ’s request meme, even though it was posted forever ago. And because people asked me to do more school-related smut, but this one isn’t that related to PE because that’s damn hard to incorporate.
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Kyuhyun almost jumps in happiness when he hears his gym teacher bid them goodbye, reminding them to take their gym uniforms home to wash. He immediately perks up and walks toward the boys’ locker room. His arms wrap around each other when the wind hits him; he doesn’t have any sweats or a sweater to cover his exposed legs and arms. Thank goodness that gym is the last class of the day. He could take his time changing and in the showers.
“Hey!”
“Kyuhyun!”
Kyuhyun whips his head around when he hears people calling out to him, and sees Hankyung and Donghae jogging towards him to catch up to his pace. Donghae wraps an arm around his shoulders while Hankyung walks on his right side.
“Thank god it’s the weekend, right?” Donghae asks rapidly.
“Yeah.” Hankyung nods. “Can’t wait to get home.”
They walk into the big room, taking in the warmth inside and the sounds of showers bring used, lockers being slammed, and chatter being spoken. All three males separate to go to their individual lockers to pack up and wait for the showers to be free. The showers are always full when they come in because their teacher lets them out later than the other classes.
It’s about fifteen minutes before the locker room is empty. Kyuhyun walks in with the towel wrapped around his waist, dropping his backpack and clothes right outside so they don’t get wet, and steps in. He grimaces at how sweaty his body is; their teacher had definitely made them work today. Gym isn’t Kyuhyun’s strongest subject. He isn’t bad or unfit, but he’s much better at academics like math or science.
He takes his towel off and turns the shower knobs to the right temperature and closes his eyes as the water hits his head. He raises his face up so that it could be washed. His hands go up to push his hair back to make sure that his face is clean. Water drips down his body as the sweat is washed away and the visible tension in his muscles disappears.
When footsteps sound near him, Kyuhyun isn’t alarmed. He’s probably not the only one who waits until the showers are empty to use them, which is why he doesn’t expect it when the person walks into the shower compartment he’s using.
“Hello?’ Kyuhyun asks hesitantly before he turns around and sees Donghae standing behind him. “Hyung?”
Donghae doesn’t answer, but steps closer to Kyuhyun. Kyuhyun instinctively takes steps back in exchange for each step Donghae takes forward until he finds that he cannot move back any further due to the shower. Kyuhyun licks his lips in nervousness, wondering what Donghae could want.
“H-Hyung?” Kyuhyun stutters out and mentally slaps himself; he usually doesn’t sound like that, nervous or not.
Donghae just chuckles before grabbing Kyuhyun’s face and pulling him into a kiss, thin lips pressing against Kyuhyun’s full ones. Donghae turns Kyuhyun’s body towards the right wall without breaking lip contact, then pressing him up against the tiles. He traps him with both his arms before his right one slowly travels down Kyuhyun’s side, making said person shiver, before pinching at his butt, causing Kyuhyun to open his mouth in surprise and giving Donghae the chance to slip his tongue in.
The older male’s body presses against his junior’s as his tongue roams the other’s mouth, the muscles pressing back against each other. Kyuhyun blindly digs his fingers into Donghae’s firm biceps, trying to keep up with Donghae so he won’t gain the upperhand, but somehow, Donghae always does.
Donghae pulls away and Kyuhyun is suddenly so out of breath as he feels Donghae’s fingers drum on his naked thigh and his tongue licking a bead of water on his neck, teasingly going up to the shell of his ear. He shivers when Donghae bites just underneath his ear and his fingernails move to clawing Donghae’s bare back.
Right after, Donghae lowers his head onto the skin of his clavicle, bending down a little so he could be of the right height. He sucks on the pale skin, and Kyuhyun’s hands slide into Donghae’s wet hair as his breathing becomes labored. Donghae takes his time, licking at the water drops dripping down his while body, nipping a little here and there. Kyuhyun is almost embarrassed when Donghae is eye level with his erect cock, but the thought is quickly thrown out the window when Donghae licks the pre-cum that covers the flesh. He sees the wickedness in his elder’s eyes and gulps, the sight sending shocks down to his hardness. He watches as Donghae slowly take his cock into his mouth and his legs almost fail on him, hips bucking to shove himself even farther into the wet warmth of Donghae’s mouth. His fingers pull even harder at Donghae’s hair, but it seems like Donghae doesn’t mind as he continues to suck and lick until Kyuhyun is reduced into a whimpering, moaning mess.
“D-Donghae-shii,” Kyuhyun whimpers, wondering how he’s being reduced to something like aegyo for crying out loud. Once again, the thoughts are completely forgotten as Donghae releases his erection with a soft ‘pop’ and Kyuhyun once again feels the steamy heat of the shower. He wants the wet warmth of Donghae back again, but Donghae presses his lips against his for another time (fuck, he can taste his own saltiness) as the younger male feels one finger enter inside of him, slick with water from the shower. Kyuhyun lets out a soft noise of pain against Donghae’s lips, but the pain is quickly forgotten as he feels Donghae wrap his fingers around his cock and pump. A second finger is pressed inside, but Kyuhyun lets out a moan as he feels the other’s thumb swipe against his slit.
Soon, the fingers are withdrawn and Kyuhyun feels Donghae’s hands lift up his thighs, prompting him to wrap his legs around the older’s waist and his arms around his neck.
“Let’s work out some more, shall we, Kyuhyun-ah?” Donghae whispers into his ear as the head of his cock presses against Kyuhyun’s entrance. Kyuhyun can only nod, for he cannot form any coherent words at the moment.
Donghae goes even further, slowly, and winces leave Kyuhyun’s lips as he feels himself stretch to accommodate the intrusion. He somehow manages to tell Donghae to hang on for a minute, before giving Donghae the okay to proceed.
The thrusts start out shallow, with Donghae making sure Kyuhyun is okay, before getting faster and rhythmic.
“Doing this will increase stamina.” Donghae pants to him, hands still gripping Kyuhyun’s creamy thighs while pulling out and plunging back in. “Which I know you need, Kyu.”
Kyuhyun can only throw his head back with a cry when he feels Donghae hit the spot that makes him see stars, nails curling into the flesh of Donghae’s back.
“Fuck, fuck,” Kyuhyun pants before Donghae kisses him again. This time, he just cries out into Donghae’s mouth, the shower muffling his noises. “Donghae!”
In response, Donghae just shoves his tongue into Kyuhyun’s mouth, simultaneously hitting Kyuhyun’s prostate. Kyuhyun furiously tries to fight back in the heated battle of tongues, but cannot due to his lack of focus.
“Shit, fuck,” is all Kyuhyun can breathe against Donghae’s lips.
Donghae pulls away for air, their lips connected with a thin line of saliva. The connection breaks when Donghae licks his lips and rams in, this time hitting that spot dead-on. Kyuhyun throws his head back against the tiled wall, wet bangs sticking to his forehead as he lets out a cry.
“H-Hyung.” A moan leaves Kyuhyun’s lips. A smirk flashes across Donghae’s face before returning back to a half-glazed expression. He feels a hand wrap around his forgotten cock, which was painting pre-cum onto Donghae’s stomach. Donghae’s thumb presses against his head, and Kyuhyun bucks his hips into Donghae’s, feeling warmth pool in his lower abdomen.
“C-Can’t-“ Kyuhyun is cut off when Donghae lightly squeezes and he cums, arching his body against his senior’s as white momentarily blinds him. His seed spreads over Donghae’s stomach, coating it. Donghae stops thrusting when Kyuhyun tightly clamps around him, groaning from the tightness.
“Fuck.” Kyuhyun hears Donghae hiss as he gives one final thrust before releasing his hot seed inside of his junior. Kyuhyun feels Donghae’s seed running against his bare thigh and shivers as he tries to catch his breath.
“We need to do this more often.” Donghae breathlessly suggests, giving a small grin. “It burns calories and keeps you active, Kyu.”
“I’m not opposed to that.” Kyuhyun mumbles, leaning against Donghae, too spent to worry about anything else.
Hankyung whips his head back to the direction of the locker room, holding his nose as blood profusely pours out of it. He had initially come back because he forgot something in the locker room, but heard from noises coming from the shower. He had gone to check if anything was happening, only to find out two of his friends were going at it in the bathroom.
He looks down and sees a tent in his pants. Cursing quietly in Chinese, he quickly heads out, wondering where the hell Heechul is when he needs him.
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notes: I should get shot for this. For the math oneshot, just click the series tag.