Fire With Fire
Title: Fire With Fire
Pairing: Kikwang x Hyunseung, side: Dongwoon x Hyunseung
Rating: NC - 17
Summary: Kikwang is beyond upset that Dongwoon had made a move on Hyunseung before him and gets revenge for it.
Kikwang grumbled and sank down more in his seat on the couch as he glared at the book in his lap. It was a day off to help them recover and get some rest before they got back into their hectic schedules. Promotions were coming up and everyone was busy getting ready to do something. Doojoon was off with the manager and Junhyung and Yoseob had volunteered to go out to get groceries to make a healthy dinner to get everyone energized. It was a happy day and Kikwang had been looking forward to enjoying it except there was just one problem. Dongwoon and Hyunseung. It was no secret among the members that those two had been intimate in what felt like the blink of an eye.
No one had been ready when they suddenly just started. It seemed like it had always been there but to have it actually made public knowledge, sort of anyway, was what surprised them. It was what kept Kikwang in a dark mood that he covered with bright smiles and loud laughter. He was seething on the inside that Dongwoon had come out of nowhere and put a claim on Hyunseung when it was obvious the dancer had been trying to find a way to make a move for the longest time. Early bird catches the worm but Kikwang wasn’t just some bird. He was a hawk, an angry hawk that didn’t appreciate his worm being stolen from under his nose.
Kikwang glanced up when Dongwoon’s phone went off and he disappeared into his room suddenly only to reemerge dressed to go somewhere. Most have been a call to go to some shotgun schedule or something like that. Kikwang smirked softly and looked back down at his book, feeling like he could finally have time to enjoy himself and not worry about puking over the pages. This was a good book after all and it’d be a shame to see it ruined over something as trivial as mushy love. A mushy love Kikwang could be part of but wasn’t.
His knuckles turned white as he clenched the book, veins in his neck starting to pop up as his vision tinged red. So he was still having a bit of trouble coming to terms with it all. He was only human after all not some fucking saint. Kikwang looked up just in time to see Dongwoon peck Hyunseung on the cheek before he left the dorm and headed off to where ever the hell he was going. Kikwang snapped his eyes back downwards when Hyunseung glanced over and flashed a smile as if suddenly realized Kikwang existed again.
“What are you doing Kiwi?” Hyunseung called out happily as he sat down next to the younger member, leaning over to try and read a word or two of the book Kikwang was holding. Kikwang would have let the elder pry normally but he was feeling too angry to be so close to another person and snapped the book closed, standing up and heading for the privacy of his room. He had barely taken a step when he felt two arms wrap around his middle, his space being invaded so easily as Hyunseung pressed into his back, moving to whisper into his ear quietly. “Didn’t you want me Kiwi?”
Kikwang stiffened at the words, feeling a shudder creeping up his spine at the hot breath on his ear, turning his head to the side to glance at the other. He felt his throat growing dry as he saw the dark look and felt himself drowning in the black depths. There was no being strong, there was no fighting against the hypnotic pull that caused him to turn around, to let his book clatter to the ground as his hands ran along Hyunseung’s side, gripping onto his sweater and tugging it over his head. Kikwang was pleased to see the elder wasn’t wearing anything underneath, feeling his hips being pulled forward to press their bodies against each other, a low soundless moan passing through his lips as he dragged the pads of his fingertips along the curve of the other member’s back.
Hyunseung let out a noise stuck between a purr and a moan, causing Kikwang’s heart and libido to flutter. Why did Dongwoon get to stake a claim on such an ethereal creature and he was stuck watching from the sidelines? How much better was the maknae than him that Hyunseung would choose Dongwoon and not him. Kikwang felt his anger rising again at the mere thought and moved a hand along his side to his shoulder, forcing the elder down onto his knees. Hyunseung seemed all too compliant to let the other dancer have control, fingers coming up to tug his sweatpants down, leaning forward to nuzzle into his crotch like a needy kitten.
Kikwang let out a low groan and tilted his head to the side, feeling his boxers being tugged down to drag over his hips, cock twitching slightly with the thought of what as to come next. Hyunseung chuckled low in his throat and curled his fingers around the thick length, stroking it gently as he tested the weight in his hands. Kikwang wondered if he was mentally comparing him to Dongwoon as a wave of blood headed into his loins, sweat popping up around his brow from the mixture of anger and need rising in his body. The singer slid his tongue out and let it play along the flared head of Kikwang’s cock, drawing forth a languid moan as the sinful muscle ran down the length, teasing along the throbbing vein, a shiny trail showing where Hyunseung decided to explore.
It was becoming painfully clear that Hyunseung showed no signs of actually taking Kikwang into his mouth any time soon. He was becoming increasingly frustrated as he watched the elder take his sweet time, lightly sucking at the tip before kissing along the length, one hand massaging his thigh to hold his hips still while the rolled his balls around, sending stimulations shooting through his veins. Kikwang closed his eyes and clenched his fists tight, nails creating crescent shapes in his palms as he tried not to force himself on the elder. The line of respect was decreasing with every passing second and his infinite patience was starting to run out.
“Fucking get on with it already,” He snapped as he opened his eyes and glared down at Hyunseung. The fellow dancer looked like he had been waiting for this moment as he merely smirked like a Cheshire cat and parted his lips, tongue lapping at the steady stream of pre cum before wrapping the pink flesh around Kikwang’s cock. A moan of pleasure ripped from his throat at the sensation, warmth creeping up his body as Hyunseung applied a light suction, drawing out another choked moan. Slowly, he watched as more and more of his thickness disappeared into that mouth until Hyunseung’s lips were stretched thin around him. Kikwang let his hips buck forward roughly just for payback for making him wait so long.
Hyunseung let out a soft whine, vibration almost making the dancer’s knees buckle but he managed to keep himself upright, leaning forward to grip onto the back of the couch, fingers digging into the material. Kikwang smirked as he watched Hyunseung bob back and forth on his cock, tongue playing along the underside as he let his teeth drag over the sensitive organ playfully, muscles jumping and twitching under Kikwang’s skin as he tried not to let himself come undone all at once. Hyunseung moved forward and buried his nose in the soft hairs of Kikwang’s crotch, swallowing around the younger’s cock and in that moment Kikwang was sure he was stars erupt in his eyes as he gripped the elder by his hair and pulled him off of his cock.
“On the couch.” Kikwang mumbled out, trying to hold back the orgasm that was threatening to explode from his body. Hyunseung seemed amused by this as he stood and unbuckled his pants slowly and pushed them down. Kikwang watched as the other started to move his body in sensual waves, sliding his underwear down slowly, letting it pool around his feet. The elder seemed perfect as he stood there naked in front of Kikwang, head tilted to the side as he waited for what the other would do next. Kikwang grabbed the bottom of his wife beater and practically ripped it off, tossing it to the ground as he pulled Hyunseung against him, kissing the fellow band member roughly. Hyunseung moaned openly into the kiss, letting the younger dancer slide his tongue into the willing mouth, tasting himself and felt his body shudder.
There was something that was starting to not feel right but Kikwang couldn’t bring himself to care. He broke away from the kiss, chest heaving as he panted from lack of oxygen. Kikwang pushed Hyunseung onto the couch, moving to kneel between his legs, fingers running down over his body to feel the muscles flex and spasm under his touch. Hyunseung leaned upwards and whispered quietly into the younger’s ear, planting the seed of treachery as he lay back down, spreading himself for the other to see. Kikwang slit his eyes for a moment before licking his lips and grabbing the elder by the back of his knees. Hyunseung smiled and easily bent as Kikwang pushed his legs up to rest his them on his shoulders, pressing the tip of his cock against the other’s puckered hole.
Hyunseung gave a small roll of his hips, eyes pleading with Kikwang to push in, to make his claim over his body. Kikwang felt like his body wasn’t truly his own as he slid inside, tight heat making his eyes roll back in his head. It felt amazing to be inside of the other and it would only get better from this point on. Kikwang didn’t give Hyunseung the chance to fully adjust to being so full, rolling his hips back to thrust forward, burying himself back into the other. Hyunseung let out a pained moan, hands coming up to take a death grip on the younger dancer’s biceps, digging his fingernails into the muscled arm. Kikwang let out a low chuckle, dragging his lips over the elder’s neck, tongue darting out to leave a wet stripe along the length, teething the bobbing Adam’s apple roughly.
The elder dancer let his body bend easily as Kikwang slapped his hips down against him, thrusting in without abandon as he let his hands molest the pale skin of his hyung. Hyunseung pressed his chest upwards as the younger scraped the pad of his fingers over the dusty pink nipples, teasing them gently until he pulled a low whine of need out of the other. There were no marks or bruises to show he and Dongwoon had ever did anything, unless Dongwoon was the type not to do such a thing. It made Kikwang want to leave a mark, a claim to show he had been here; he had stolen back what was his. Hyunseung seemed to hear his thoughts, head turning to the side to expose the pale expanse of neck, looking up at Kikwang out of the corner of his eye, sliding a hand along the tanned shoulder of the shorter male to tangle his fingers in the fine hairs at the nape of his neck, pulling him down to encourage him on.
Kikwang opened his mouth and licked at a designated patch that looked like it would bruise nicely under the attention, latching his lips against Hyunseung’s skin and biting down hard; feeling the elder mold his body to fit against his, as if he knew that there was where he belonged, where he was meant to be. The thoughts were making Kikwang’s brain fizz out as he mindlessly thrust inside, feeling Hyunseung’s cock rub against his abdominal, clenching the muscles as the elder pushed his hips up higher, arms wrapping around Kikwang’s shoulders tightly, eliminating the negative space between them.
Kikwang pulled back and looked down at Hyunseung, watching the bruise blossoming on his neck as the elder hooked a leg around Kikwang’s hips, encouraging him to thrust in a little deeper, a little harder. The younger rested a hand on Hyunseung’s hips, sliding out and shrugging the leg still resting on his shoulder. A slight guilt had started to creep up his spine, grabbing the elder’s hips and forcing him to turn over and lay face down against the couch. Just because he was feeling guilty didn’t mean he’d stop altogether. There was still that layer of anger and betrayal he felt that spurred him to continue. He slapped his hands down onto the early reddened cheeks and pushed them apart, pushing his cock back inside, hearing Hyunseung whimper into the couch cushion.
Kikwang closed his eyes and pressed lingering kisses along the other’s spine, hips making a wet slapping noise as he picked up his pace with gusto. He watched as Hyunseung’s body jolted from the force, couch starting to make scraping noises against the floor as it jumped forward slowly. Hyunseung turned his head to the side, getting Kikwang in his sights as he slit his eyes, mouth parted but no noise came out except the occasional moan or incoherent plea for more. Kikwang leaned down, letting his chest slide over the elder’s back, tongues dancing in a false fight for dominance before Kikwang invaded the elder’s mouth, tongue tracing patterns against the roof.
Hyunseung took a hold of Kikwang’s wrist, pushing back as he pulled the younger’s hand towards his cock, a wordless plea for assistance. Kikwang smirked against the elder’s lips and pressed a light peck against the corner of his mouth as he took hold of the other’s weeping member, giving long, languid strokes as his thumb rolled over the tip, smearing the pre cum around. Hyunseung whined out loud at the teasing, burying his face down into the cushions to smother his sounds, clenching lightly around Kikwang in rebuttal. Kikwang hissed out and lost his rhythm, forcing his cock to slide deep into the elder’s body, feeling his body heat up as a different wave got ready to take hold of his body.
Kikwang let go of the elder and took hold of his hips, resting his forehead against his back as he plowed on, feeling like some dog in heat as he pulled Hyunseung to meet his thrusts, teeth tattooing his name into the pale skin. Hyunseung couldn’t help but lay against the couch, energy abandoning him and Kikwang used his body, every muscle tightening up and tensing as he felt his end coming over the horizon.
“Fuck…” Kikwang mumbled out as he sheathed himself in the elder, cock giving a final twitch before shooting out his milky seed. The younger felt his body twitch from the force, feeling his seed starting to seep out around his cock as he pulled out, a last string spraying out to land against Hyunseung’s back. The dancer flipped the elder older, taking a hold of his cock and pumping him quickly. Hyunseung bucked upwards into the hand, fingers tightening in the couch as his eyes rolled back into his head, mouth opening in a soundless scream as he came. Kikwang smirked as he watched the mess land on the other, covering his chest and abdomen.
Hyunseung opened his eyes and pinned Kikwang with the dark look, shifting uncomfortably as the younger’s essence slid out of him slowly. It was a big mess and would probably be hell to clean up but Kikwang wasn’t going to take part in it. He stood up and gathered his clothes, pulling them on and stretching as he leaned over and tugging Hyunseung up to kiss him roughly, tongues dancing in the ghost of a memory as the elder let out a low purr into Kikwang’s mouth. Kikwang smirked and watched as he curled up on the couch, uncaring of his appearance. The younger turned and headed back for his room, scooping up his book along the way. He had hardly closed his door when he heard someone come back from where ever they had gone. Kikwang lay out on his bed and cracked open the book, finding his place again and placed his headphones in, drowning out the sounds of yelling that were coming from the living room. It seemed Dongwoon had finally returned from whatever he had been called out to do to find his supposed boyfriend draped over the couch in such a manner.
Kikwang glanced up as he heard the argument getting closer to his door and smirked. Dongwoon should have known sooner or later Kikwang was going to get him back for overstepping his position and taking what was his.
“Fight fire with fire,” Kikwang muttered as he turned his eyes back down to his book, legs crossing idly as he nodded his head along to his music. “,and you’ll get burned.”
Pairing: Kikwang x Hyunseung, side: Dongwoon x Hyunseung
Rating: NC - 17
Summary: Kikwang is beyond upset that Dongwoon had made a move on Hyunseung before him and gets revenge for it.
Kikwang grumbled and sank down more in his seat on the couch as he glared at the book in his lap. It was a day off to help them recover and get some rest before they got back into their hectic schedules. Promotions were coming up and everyone was busy getting ready to do something. Doojoon was off with the manager and Junhyung and Yoseob had volunteered to go out to get groceries to make a healthy dinner to get everyone energized. It was a happy day and Kikwang had been looking forward to enjoying it except there was just one problem. Dongwoon and Hyunseung. It was no secret among the members that those two had been intimate in what felt like the blink of an eye.
No one had been ready when they suddenly just started. It seemed like it had always been there but to have it actually made public knowledge, sort of anyway, was what surprised them. It was what kept Kikwang in a dark mood that he covered with bright smiles and loud laughter. He was seething on the inside that Dongwoon had come out of nowhere and put a claim on Hyunseung when it was obvious the dancer had been trying to find a way to make a move for the longest time. Early bird catches the worm but Kikwang wasn’t just some bird. He was a hawk, an angry hawk that didn’t appreciate his worm being stolen from under his nose.
Kikwang glanced up when Dongwoon’s phone went off and he disappeared into his room suddenly only to reemerge dressed to go somewhere. Most have been a call to go to some shotgun schedule or something like that. Kikwang smirked softly and looked back down at his book, feeling like he could finally have time to enjoy himself and not worry about puking over the pages. This was a good book after all and it’d be a shame to see it ruined over something as trivial as mushy love. A mushy love Kikwang could be part of but wasn’t.
His knuckles turned white as he clenched the book, veins in his neck starting to pop up as his vision tinged red. So he was still having a bit of trouble coming to terms with it all. He was only human after all not some fucking saint. Kikwang looked up just in time to see Dongwoon peck Hyunseung on the cheek before he left the dorm and headed off to where ever the hell he was going. Kikwang snapped his eyes back downwards when Hyunseung glanced over and flashed a smile as if suddenly realized Kikwang existed again.
“What are you doing Kiwi?” Hyunseung called out happily as he sat down next to the younger member, leaning over to try and read a word or two of the book Kikwang was holding. Kikwang would have let the elder pry normally but he was feeling too angry to be so close to another person and snapped the book closed, standing up and heading for the privacy of his room. He had barely taken a step when he felt two arms wrap around his middle, his space being invaded so easily as Hyunseung pressed into his back, moving to whisper into his ear quietly. “Didn’t you want me Kiwi?”
Kikwang stiffened at the words, feeling a shudder creeping up his spine at the hot breath on his ear, turning his head to the side to glance at the other. He felt his throat growing dry as he saw the dark look and felt himself drowning in the black depths. There was no being strong, there was no fighting against the hypnotic pull that caused him to turn around, to let his book clatter to the ground as his hands ran along Hyunseung’s side, gripping onto his sweater and tugging it over his head. Kikwang was pleased to see the elder wasn’t wearing anything underneath, feeling his hips being pulled forward to press their bodies against each other, a low soundless moan passing through his lips as he dragged the pads of his fingertips along the curve of the other member’s back.
Hyunseung let out a noise stuck between a purr and a moan, causing Kikwang’s heart and libido to flutter. Why did Dongwoon get to stake a claim on such an ethereal creature and he was stuck watching from the sidelines? How much better was the maknae than him that Hyunseung would choose Dongwoon and not him. Kikwang felt his anger rising again at the mere thought and moved a hand along his side to his shoulder, forcing the elder down onto his knees. Hyunseung seemed all too compliant to let the other dancer have control, fingers coming up to tug his sweatpants down, leaning forward to nuzzle into his crotch like a needy kitten.
Kikwang let out a low groan and tilted his head to the side, feeling his boxers being tugged down to drag over his hips, cock twitching slightly with the thought of what as to come next. Hyunseung chuckled low in his throat and curled his fingers around the thick length, stroking it gently as he tested the weight in his hands. Kikwang wondered if he was mentally comparing him to Dongwoon as a wave of blood headed into his loins, sweat popping up around his brow from the mixture of anger and need rising in his body. The singer slid his tongue out and let it play along the flared head of Kikwang’s cock, drawing forth a languid moan as the sinful muscle ran down the length, teasing along the throbbing vein, a shiny trail showing where Hyunseung decided to explore.
It was becoming painfully clear that Hyunseung showed no signs of actually taking Kikwang into his mouth any time soon. He was becoming increasingly frustrated as he watched the elder take his sweet time, lightly sucking at the tip before kissing along the length, one hand massaging his thigh to hold his hips still while the rolled his balls around, sending stimulations shooting through his veins. Kikwang closed his eyes and clenched his fists tight, nails creating crescent shapes in his palms as he tried not to force himself on the elder. The line of respect was decreasing with every passing second and his infinite patience was starting to run out.
“Fucking get on with it already,” He snapped as he opened his eyes and glared down at Hyunseung. The fellow dancer looked like he had been waiting for this moment as he merely smirked like a Cheshire cat and parted his lips, tongue lapping at the steady stream of pre cum before wrapping the pink flesh around Kikwang’s cock. A moan of pleasure ripped from his throat at the sensation, warmth creeping up his body as Hyunseung applied a light suction, drawing out another choked moan. Slowly, he watched as more and more of his thickness disappeared into that mouth until Hyunseung’s lips were stretched thin around him. Kikwang let his hips buck forward roughly just for payback for making him wait so long.
Hyunseung let out a soft whine, vibration almost making the dancer’s knees buckle but he managed to keep himself upright, leaning forward to grip onto the back of the couch, fingers digging into the material. Kikwang smirked as he watched Hyunseung bob back and forth on his cock, tongue playing along the underside as he let his teeth drag over the sensitive organ playfully, muscles jumping and twitching under Kikwang’s skin as he tried not to let himself come undone all at once. Hyunseung moved forward and buried his nose in the soft hairs of Kikwang’s crotch, swallowing around the younger’s cock and in that moment Kikwang was sure he was stars erupt in his eyes as he gripped the elder by his hair and pulled him off of his cock.
“On the couch.” Kikwang mumbled out, trying to hold back the orgasm that was threatening to explode from his body. Hyunseung seemed amused by this as he stood and unbuckled his pants slowly and pushed them down. Kikwang watched as the other started to move his body in sensual waves, sliding his underwear down slowly, letting it pool around his feet. The elder seemed perfect as he stood there naked in front of Kikwang, head tilted to the side as he waited for what the other would do next. Kikwang grabbed the bottom of his wife beater and practically ripped it off, tossing it to the ground as he pulled Hyunseung against him, kissing the fellow band member roughly. Hyunseung moaned openly into the kiss, letting the younger dancer slide his tongue into the willing mouth, tasting himself and felt his body shudder.
There was something that was starting to not feel right but Kikwang couldn’t bring himself to care. He broke away from the kiss, chest heaving as he panted from lack of oxygen. Kikwang pushed Hyunseung onto the couch, moving to kneel between his legs, fingers running down over his body to feel the muscles flex and spasm under his touch. Hyunseung leaned upwards and whispered quietly into the younger’s ear, planting the seed of treachery as he lay back down, spreading himself for the other to see. Kikwang slit his eyes for a moment before licking his lips and grabbing the elder by the back of his knees. Hyunseung smiled and easily bent as Kikwang pushed his legs up to rest his them on his shoulders, pressing the tip of his cock against the other’s puckered hole.
Hyunseung gave a small roll of his hips, eyes pleading with Kikwang to push in, to make his claim over his body. Kikwang felt like his body wasn’t truly his own as he slid inside, tight heat making his eyes roll back in his head. It felt amazing to be inside of the other and it would only get better from this point on. Kikwang didn’t give Hyunseung the chance to fully adjust to being so full, rolling his hips back to thrust forward, burying himself back into the other. Hyunseung let out a pained moan, hands coming up to take a death grip on the younger dancer’s biceps, digging his fingernails into the muscled arm. Kikwang let out a low chuckle, dragging his lips over the elder’s neck, tongue darting out to leave a wet stripe along the length, teething the bobbing Adam’s apple roughly.
The elder dancer let his body bend easily as Kikwang slapped his hips down against him, thrusting in without abandon as he let his hands molest the pale skin of his hyung. Hyunseung pressed his chest upwards as the younger scraped the pad of his fingers over the dusty pink nipples, teasing them gently until he pulled a low whine of need out of the other. There were no marks or bruises to show he and Dongwoon had ever did anything, unless Dongwoon was the type not to do such a thing. It made Kikwang want to leave a mark, a claim to show he had been here; he had stolen back what was his. Hyunseung seemed to hear his thoughts, head turning to the side to expose the pale expanse of neck, looking up at Kikwang out of the corner of his eye, sliding a hand along the tanned shoulder of the shorter male to tangle his fingers in the fine hairs at the nape of his neck, pulling him down to encourage him on.
Kikwang opened his mouth and licked at a designated patch that looked like it would bruise nicely under the attention, latching his lips against Hyunseung’s skin and biting down hard; feeling the elder mold his body to fit against his, as if he knew that there was where he belonged, where he was meant to be. The thoughts were making Kikwang’s brain fizz out as he mindlessly thrust inside, feeling Hyunseung’s cock rub against his abdominal, clenching the muscles as the elder pushed his hips up higher, arms wrapping around Kikwang’s shoulders tightly, eliminating the negative space between them.
Kikwang pulled back and looked down at Hyunseung, watching the bruise blossoming on his neck as the elder hooked a leg around Kikwang’s hips, encouraging him to thrust in a little deeper, a little harder. The younger rested a hand on Hyunseung’s hips, sliding out and shrugging the leg still resting on his shoulder. A slight guilt had started to creep up his spine, grabbing the elder’s hips and forcing him to turn over and lay face down against the couch. Just because he was feeling guilty didn’t mean he’d stop altogether. There was still that layer of anger and betrayal he felt that spurred him to continue. He slapped his hands down onto the early reddened cheeks and pushed them apart, pushing his cock back inside, hearing Hyunseung whimper into the couch cushion.
Kikwang closed his eyes and pressed lingering kisses along the other’s spine, hips making a wet slapping noise as he picked up his pace with gusto. He watched as Hyunseung’s body jolted from the force, couch starting to make scraping noises against the floor as it jumped forward slowly. Hyunseung turned his head to the side, getting Kikwang in his sights as he slit his eyes, mouth parted but no noise came out except the occasional moan or incoherent plea for more. Kikwang leaned down, letting his chest slide over the elder’s back, tongues dancing in a false fight for dominance before Kikwang invaded the elder’s mouth, tongue tracing patterns against the roof.
Hyunseung took a hold of Kikwang’s wrist, pushing back as he pulled the younger’s hand towards his cock, a wordless plea for assistance. Kikwang smirked against the elder’s lips and pressed a light peck against the corner of his mouth as he took hold of the other’s weeping member, giving long, languid strokes as his thumb rolled over the tip, smearing the pre cum around. Hyunseung whined out loud at the teasing, burying his face down into the cushions to smother his sounds, clenching lightly around Kikwang in rebuttal. Kikwang hissed out and lost his rhythm, forcing his cock to slide deep into the elder’s body, feeling his body heat up as a different wave got ready to take hold of his body.
Kikwang let go of the elder and took hold of his hips, resting his forehead against his back as he plowed on, feeling like some dog in heat as he pulled Hyunseung to meet his thrusts, teeth tattooing his name into the pale skin. Hyunseung couldn’t help but lay against the couch, energy abandoning him and Kikwang used his body, every muscle tightening up and tensing as he felt his end coming over the horizon.
“Fuck…” Kikwang mumbled out as he sheathed himself in the elder, cock giving a final twitch before shooting out his milky seed. The younger felt his body twitch from the force, feeling his seed starting to seep out around his cock as he pulled out, a last string spraying out to land against Hyunseung’s back. The dancer flipped the elder older, taking a hold of his cock and pumping him quickly. Hyunseung bucked upwards into the hand, fingers tightening in the couch as his eyes rolled back into his head, mouth opening in a soundless scream as he came. Kikwang smirked as he watched the mess land on the other, covering his chest and abdomen.
Hyunseung opened his eyes and pinned Kikwang with the dark look, shifting uncomfortably as the younger’s essence slid out of him slowly. It was a big mess and would probably be hell to clean up but Kikwang wasn’t going to take part in it. He stood up and gathered his clothes, pulling them on and stretching as he leaned over and tugging Hyunseung up to kiss him roughly, tongues dancing in the ghost of a memory as the elder let out a low purr into Kikwang’s mouth. Kikwang smirked and watched as he curled up on the couch, uncaring of his appearance. The younger turned and headed back for his room, scooping up his book along the way. He had hardly closed his door when he heard someone come back from where ever they had gone. Kikwang lay out on his bed and cracked open the book, finding his place again and placed his headphones in, drowning out the sounds of yelling that were coming from the living room. It seemed Dongwoon had finally returned from whatever he had been called out to do to find his supposed boyfriend draped over the couch in such a manner.
Kikwang glanced up as he heard the argument getting closer to his door and smirked. Dongwoon should have known sooner or later Kikwang was going to get him back for overstepping his position and taking what was his.
“Fight fire with fire,” Kikwang muttered as he turned his eyes back down to his book, legs crossing idly as he nodded his head along to his music. “,and you’ll get burned.”