69 day fics Different Angle & Walking Hurricane
Title: Different Angle
Pairing: Kyuhyun/Sungmin
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: 69
Words: 1339
Summary: Sungmin was bored, and whe he was bored he got horny.
Comments: Written for the '06.09 2 hour challenge' with
beevosteethos because we are spac and create are own challnges on msn and it'snot like I already have a million other things to wrie!! And of course because 69 day needs 69 fic
Completely unbetaed, and possbly un spell checked because I haven't looked at it, it's as it is when the 2 hours were up. For
beevosteethos because it's Kyu :P So go read hers instead cuz it's better ^_^
Also, special thanks to David for cheering me on, and actually asking to read this!! even though he doesn't do fanfic, OR yaoi ♥ ♥ ♥
Sungmin was bored, lethally bored, the kind of bored that others fled from for fear of incessant whining or being poked to death or god forbid being forced to play with him and his fluffy animals until the very thought of anything pink would make their eyes twitch as the horror flooded across their brains before they fled screaming into a pitiful crying ball.
Or for the lesser reason of course. Not everyone in Super Junior was privy to the fact that when Sungmin was bored, he got playful, crossing personal boundaries, unashamedly naked type playful. It wasn't the worse thing in the world to go from quietly minding your own business to sweating and gasping uncontrollably as Sungmin rode you mercilessly towards a blinding finish. Moe the way Sungmin would smile afterwards, all candy floss and bunny rabbits, giggling and stating "that was fun" eye's crinkling in childish glee before skipping off as though it had never happened, despite the stunned and usually naked male he left in his wake.
Kyuhyun wondered when it would be his turn, but he didn't push it, a more than firm believer in the 'good things come to those who wait' adage, he'd get his turn and leaving Sungmin in the dark as to his ignorance, or lack there of, to this little hobby of his. He wanted to see for himself this mythical skill that had anyone targeted speechless and incoherent as they whispered among themselves in secluded corners of the apartment, murmurs of 'I didn’t know people could bend that way' and 'I think I passed out he was so good' setting his mind in motion to the possibilities of this man's lackadaisical advances.
He was reading nonchalantly onto the low backed sofa when it happened, for all appearances looking like he was just making use of the rare peace and quiet of most of the members out on activities or whatever the hell they were doing, he hadn't really been listening when each of the left, too busy formulating plans in his head to make the perfect target for Sungmin pounce on. To be fair, he rally was reading, letting himself be drawn into the complicated plot as some detective tried to figure out how this impossible murder could have happened, as he truly felt the best acting came with a touch of realism and his absorption in his book would handily mask the way he set up his vulnerable position. Even slumping slightly to get comfortable since the seat was so wide, that you could be slumped to an impressive level and still keep your bum on the chair, and rest his head on the back of the couch as he read, perfectly happy to stay there all day if he had to, even if he didn't get his goal met today.
The shuffling of slippers tipped him off to Sungmin's approach as the other man adopted an innocently questioning air to inquire,
"Whatcha doing?~~~" coming up behind him to peer at his book from over his shoulder, "Whatcha reading?" now slinging arms around Kyuhyun's neck as he crouched to press his face against the back of his shoulder, surely the picture of curiosity should anyone walk in.
"It's a detective novel..."
Until his lips moved, pressing smoothly against his skin, moving just enough that Kyuhyun could feel it, but not too much to not pass as accidental.
"It's very clever..."
And his tongue came into play, slipping between the now barely parted lips to glide teasingly slick and tickling against his shoulder, tattooing, characters of tingling across his nerves.
"How you have to think about the crime from another angle..."
The arms around his neck reaching further, meandering tricky fingers down his chest, playing the like little soldiers skipping down the expanse, yet brushing his nipples ad pressing in places that no innocent finger puppets would do.
"That you can't think so conventionally to be able to solve it..."
Sungmin had ceased his ministrations to the target shoulder, hot breath puffing across Kyuhyun's ear now, sharp teeth nipping gently at the lobe a token effort at an interested hum, before he dropped the thin pretence,
"I'm bored Kyuhyunnie, play with me?"
Licking a path down his jaw line, nuzzling his way further down, mouthing at him wetly through his t-shirt he bent in half over the low back of the sofa,
"What do you want to play?"
A chuckle against his stomach as his hand now moved to undo the fastenings of Kyuhyun's jeans, splaying them wide to display his underwear, no missing a beat before delving inside to draw him out into the open.
"I want to play with you."
and he didn't wait for an acknowledgement, the cocky bastard, flicking his tongue out to taste the warm flesh, circling lewdly around the head, down the length, where Kyuhyun could barely see, Sungmin's body obscuring his actions from view, opting instead to just throw his head back ad feel. But he came face to face with Sungmin’s own crotch, face level as it was with him bent over to 'play' with Kyuhyun.
Fair's fair he thought, as he lowered the waistband on the elder man's shorts and underwear, smirking as they fell to pool around his feet, exposing an impressive erection to his perusal before taking the length into his mouth, Sungmin must be having fun.
The angle was awkward, straining Kyuhyun's neck as he sucked, moaning in approval as an answering vacuum closed around his own cock, gloriously tight and he really needed to something about this positioning to show Sungmin hat he could really do.
Urging the other man to step over the back of the sofa, was surprisingly easy, he seemed to innately understand what Kyuhyun wanted as he brought one leg to balance next to him on the cushions the other kneeling on the back of the sofa by his head, so his cock bobbed tantalizingly just above his head so he could stretch up to engulf him properly.
This was more like it, Kyuhyun thought as he fastened his arms around Sungmin’s back to keep him steady as his book lay bent and forlorn and utterly forgotten on the floor, that greedy mouth still hungrily bobbing up and down in his lap, tongue pressing expertly in all the right places as Kyuhyun met him lick for lick.
Strange thoughts of what this must be like to receive a blowjob from himself, darting across his consciousness only to be chased out as Sungmin hummed happily around the appendage, sending delicious sensations skittering across his receptive skin, overriding any further thought as he threw himself into pleasuring and being pleasured.
It was Sungmin's teeth that did it, scraping with just the right amount of pressure to send sparks of delight rather than pain directly to his balls, a mammoth effort to deep throat and suck like he was trying to inhale Sungmin, tumbling them over the edge at he same time. Fluid spurting into eager mouths as Kyuhyun's fingers dug spasming into Sungmin’s back, feeling the twitches travel across the other mans taut muscles before he fell limp, rolling to the side to lie upside down on the sofa a perverse picture of a typical TV watching position.
The little flip Sungmin did to turn himself right way up really was cute and endearing, as he moved to retreive his discarded clothes from behind the sofa, gining happily to have dispelled the bored for now. He turned to Kyuhyun, smile in place, all candy floss and bunny rabbits becasue it's only polite to tell your friends you had a good time, but he was back reading his book the very picture of disinterest, absorbed once again in his murder mystery.
Well that was no fun, Sungmin mused as he turned to leave, slightly put out at being dismissed so easily, and unprepared or an arm to shoot out and pull him into a heady kiss.
"Let's play again sometime, I had fun."
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And an extra drabble, cuz i randomly generated the pairings and skipped this one on the day for lack of insp. and also for
beevosteethos (might as well make it a hat-trick mention :P) because she is insane for some Leeteuk spazzing <3
Title: Walking Hurricane
Pairing: Leetek/Hankyung
Rating: R maybe
Warnings: 69
Words: 388
Summary: Leeteuk is a walking hurricane, dare you run into him?
Leeteuk was a klutz, a massive bumbling disastrous ball of clumsy tat you just had to learn to dodge and sidestep, lest he sweep you up in his path of destruction. Unfortunately one was not always so prepared, say for example at 3 in the morning heading drowsily for the shower to relieve an unwanted yet insistent erection, more sensing where you're going than actually seeing.
Hankyung discovered that he couldn't afford these mental slip ups the hard way, the bathroom and sweet relief almost in sight when he was toppled by a heavy mass of flailing bumbery, the universe not content that he merely be knocked for six, vision blearily morphing into a view of the ceiling, but to have something icy cold spilt over his thighs.
And god damn his luck, but that felt really good right now, the freezing cold seeping through his loose bottoms, sharply of setting the desperate heat radiating from his crotch so deliciously and crap, Leeteuk was fussing, scrambling around to face Hankyung’s feet as he dabbed uselessly at the spreading wet patch, apologising profusely an suggesting he get out of those wet clothes, which Hankyung realised far too late would mean exposing his hard on, in close proximity to their leaders brushing face.
He closed his eyes, thinking that person swallowing black hole would be so useful right now, thanks, really, any time now would be good, no?, damn. But there was jut wetness, hot wetness this time and Leeteuk was sucking him, what the hell, how did he miss that? And most of all he was good, amazing, fantastic, Hankyung’s eye's flying open with a gasp as he touched the back of his throat, to witness a pair of straining jeans hovering above him.
Prepared to do anything to keep that skilled tongue moving like that he plunged right in, delving past trousers and underwear to lavish attention on his cock, making up for lack of skill with enthusiasm and daring, running his hands down taut thighs, and he must be doing something right the way he was twitching in his mouth and visibly straining not to thrust, jerking and spurting into Hankyung's mouth as he gave a voracious suck to pull an orgasm from the prone man.
Maybe being swept up by him wasn't so bad after all.
Notes :
Ummm I hope you liked it? I'm a bit iffy over if they're any good, but comments make a doubting author smile ♥
Pairing: Kyuhyun/Sungmin
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: 69
Words: 1339
Summary: Sungmin was bored, and whe he was bored he got horny.
Comments: Written for the '06.09 2 hour challenge' with
beevosteethos because we are spac and create are own challnges on msn and it'snot like I already have a million other things to wrie!! And of course because 69 day needs 69 fic
Completely unbetaed, and possbly un spell checked because I haven't looked at it, it's as it is when the 2 hours were up. For
beevosteethos because it's Kyu :P So go read hers instead cuz it's better ^_^
Also, special thanks to David for cheering me on, and actually asking to read this!! even though he doesn't do fanfic, OR yaoi ♥ ♥ ♥
Sungmin was bored, lethally bored, the kind of bored that others fled from for fear of incessant whining or being poked to death or god forbid being forced to play with him and his fluffy animals until the very thought of anything pink would make their eyes twitch as the horror flooded across their brains before they fled screaming into a pitiful crying ball.
Or for the lesser reason of course. Not everyone in Super Junior was privy to the fact that when Sungmin was bored, he got playful, crossing personal boundaries, unashamedly naked type playful. It wasn't the worse thing in the world to go from quietly minding your own business to sweating and gasping uncontrollably as Sungmin rode you mercilessly towards a blinding finish. Moe the way Sungmin would smile afterwards, all candy floss and bunny rabbits, giggling and stating "that was fun" eye's crinkling in childish glee before skipping off as though it had never happened, despite the stunned and usually naked male he left in his wake.
Kyuhyun wondered when it would be his turn, but he didn't push it, a more than firm believer in the 'good things come to those who wait' adage, he'd get his turn and leaving Sungmin in the dark as to his ignorance, or lack there of, to this little hobby of his. He wanted to see for himself this mythical skill that had anyone targeted speechless and incoherent as they whispered among themselves in secluded corners of the apartment, murmurs of 'I didn’t know people could bend that way' and 'I think I passed out he was so good' setting his mind in motion to the possibilities of this man's lackadaisical advances.
He was reading nonchalantly onto the low backed sofa when it happened, for all appearances looking like he was just making use of the rare peace and quiet of most of the members out on activities or whatever the hell they were doing, he hadn't really been listening when each of the left, too busy formulating plans in his head to make the perfect target for Sungmin pounce on. To be fair, he rally was reading, letting himself be drawn into the complicated plot as some detective tried to figure out how this impossible murder could have happened, as he truly felt the best acting came with a touch of realism and his absorption in his book would handily mask the way he set up his vulnerable position. Even slumping slightly to get comfortable since the seat was so wide, that you could be slumped to an impressive level and still keep your bum on the chair, and rest his head on the back of the couch as he read, perfectly happy to stay there all day if he had to, even if he didn't get his goal met today.
The shuffling of slippers tipped him off to Sungmin's approach as the other man adopted an innocently questioning air to inquire,
"Whatcha doing?~~~" coming up behind him to peer at his book from over his shoulder, "Whatcha reading?" now slinging arms around Kyuhyun's neck as he crouched to press his face against the back of his shoulder, surely the picture of curiosity should anyone walk in.
"It's a detective novel..."
Until his lips moved, pressing smoothly against his skin, moving just enough that Kyuhyun could feel it, but not too much to not pass as accidental.
"It's very clever..."
And his tongue came into play, slipping between the now barely parted lips to glide teasingly slick and tickling against his shoulder, tattooing, characters of tingling across his nerves.
"How you have to think about the crime from another angle..."
The arms around his neck reaching further, meandering tricky fingers down his chest, playing the like little soldiers skipping down the expanse, yet brushing his nipples ad pressing in places that no innocent finger puppets would do.
"That you can't think so conventionally to be able to solve it..."
Sungmin had ceased his ministrations to the target shoulder, hot breath puffing across Kyuhyun's ear now, sharp teeth nipping gently at the lobe a token effort at an interested hum, before he dropped the thin pretence,
"I'm bored Kyuhyunnie, play with me?"
Licking a path down his jaw line, nuzzling his way further down, mouthing at him wetly through his t-shirt he bent in half over the low back of the sofa,
"What do you want to play?"
A chuckle against his stomach as his hand now moved to undo the fastenings of Kyuhyun's jeans, splaying them wide to display his underwear, no missing a beat before delving inside to draw him out into the open.
"I want to play with you."
and he didn't wait for an acknowledgement, the cocky bastard, flicking his tongue out to taste the warm flesh, circling lewdly around the head, down the length, where Kyuhyun could barely see, Sungmin's body obscuring his actions from view, opting instead to just throw his head back ad feel. But he came face to face with Sungmin’s own crotch, face level as it was with him bent over to 'play' with Kyuhyun.
Fair's fair he thought, as he lowered the waistband on the elder man's shorts and underwear, smirking as they fell to pool around his feet, exposing an impressive erection to his perusal before taking the length into his mouth, Sungmin must be having fun.
The angle was awkward, straining Kyuhyun's neck as he sucked, moaning in approval as an answering vacuum closed around his own cock, gloriously tight and he really needed to something about this positioning to show Sungmin hat he could really do.
Urging the other man to step over the back of the sofa, was surprisingly easy, he seemed to innately understand what Kyuhyun wanted as he brought one leg to balance next to him on the cushions the other kneeling on the back of the sofa by his head, so his cock bobbed tantalizingly just above his head so he could stretch up to engulf him properly.
This was more like it, Kyuhyun thought as he fastened his arms around Sungmin’s back to keep him steady as his book lay bent and forlorn and utterly forgotten on the floor, that greedy mouth still hungrily bobbing up and down in his lap, tongue pressing expertly in all the right places as Kyuhyun met him lick for lick.
Strange thoughts of what this must be like to receive a blowjob from himself, darting across his consciousness only to be chased out as Sungmin hummed happily around the appendage, sending delicious sensations skittering across his receptive skin, overriding any further thought as he threw himself into pleasuring and being pleasured.
It was Sungmin's teeth that did it, scraping with just the right amount of pressure to send sparks of delight rather than pain directly to his balls, a mammoth effort to deep throat and suck like he was trying to inhale Sungmin, tumbling them over the edge at he same time. Fluid spurting into eager mouths as Kyuhyun's fingers dug spasming into Sungmin’s back, feeling the twitches travel across the other mans taut muscles before he fell limp, rolling to the side to lie upside down on the sofa a perverse picture of a typical TV watching position.
The little flip Sungmin did to turn himself right way up really was cute and endearing, as he moved to retreive his discarded clothes from behind the sofa, gining happily to have dispelled the bored for now. He turned to Kyuhyun, smile in place, all candy floss and bunny rabbits becasue it's only polite to tell your friends you had a good time, but he was back reading his book the very picture of disinterest, absorbed once again in his murder mystery.
Well that was no fun, Sungmin mused as he turned to leave, slightly put out at being dismissed so easily, and unprepared or an arm to shoot out and pull him into a heady kiss.
"Let's play again sometime, I had fun."
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And an extra drabble, cuz i randomly generated the pairings and skipped this one on the day for lack of insp. and also for
beevosteethos (might as well make it a hat-trick mention :P) because she is insane for some Leeteuk spazzing <3
Title: Walking Hurricane
Pairing: Leetek/Hankyung
Rating: R maybe
Warnings: 69
Words: 388
Summary: Leeteuk is a walking hurricane, dare you run into him?
Leeteuk was a klutz, a massive bumbling disastrous ball of clumsy tat you just had to learn to dodge and sidestep, lest he sweep you up in his path of destruction. Unfortunately one was not always so prepared, say for example at 3 in the morning heading drowsily for the shower to relieve an unwanted yet insistent erection, more sensing where you're going than actually seeing.
Hankyung discovered that he couldn't afford these mental slip ups the hard way, the bathroom and sweet relief almost in sight when he was toppled by a heavy mass of flailing bumbery, the universe not content that he merely be knocked for six, vision blearily morphing into a view of the ceiling, but to have something icy cold spilt over his thighs.
And god damn his luck, but that felt really good right now, the freezing cold seeping through his loose bottoms, sharply of setting the desperate heat radiating from his crotch so deliciously and crap, Leeteuk was fussing, scrambling around to face Hankyung’s feet as he dabbed uselessly at the spreading wet patch, apologising profusely an suggesting he get out of those wet clothes, which Hankyung realised far too late would mean exposing his hard on, in close proximity to their leaders brushing face.
He closed his eyes, thinking that person swallowing black hole would be so useful right now, thanks, really, any time now would be good, no?, damn. But there was jut wetness, hot wetness this time and Leeteuk was sucking him, what the hell, how did he miss that? And most of all he was good, amazing, fantastic, Hankyung’s eye's flying open with a gasp as he touched the back of his throat, to witness a pair of straining jeans hovering above him.
Prepared to do anything to keep that skilled tongue moving like that he plunged right in, delving past trousers and underwear to lavish attention on his cock, making up for lack of skill with enthusiasm and daring, running his hands down taut thighs, and he must be doing something right the way he was twitching in his mouth and visibly straining not to thrust, jerking and spurting into Hankyung's mouth as he gave a voracious suck to pull an orgasm from the prone man.
Maybe being swept up by him wasn't so bad after all.
Notes :
Ummm I hope you liked it? I'm a bit iffy over if they're any good, but comments make a doubting author smile ♥