[FANFICTION] The Devil's Trill (1/1)
Title: The Devil's Trill
Author:
baka_tenshi
Rating: R
Warnings: Lapdance and possible bad descriptions of music.
Summary: For kink meme. He started to play and immediately Ryeowook tossed his head back. It was true, he did sound like a little rusty - but it sounded beautiful as Henry’s face scrunched up to remember the correct notes. To remember all the things he learned while he played the entrancing song.
Author's Notes: Wow. This one was intense for me to write. In any case, if you want to know info about The Devil's Trill, read this and to actually listen to it... well, you know. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it! :3
Words: 884
The Devil’s Trill
By LilyChan
Henry Lau couldn’t believe that he lost his first bet with Super Junior-M. How was he supposed to know that Zhou Mi wasn’t gay? He knew that not all gay people acted like that, but Zhou Mi certainly fooled him.
Ryeowook smiled coyly. Henry knew in his gut that he somehow wasn’t going to like it. “I want you to give me a lap dance. In my room,” he said casually with a pointed finger. “Tonight. And bring your violin.” He winked as he left the younger boy.
Henry sighed. He was curious on why his senior would want him to bring his violin but since he lost the bet, it seemed he had no other choice but to do it.
oooo
He never gave me a precise time but I hope he doesn’t mind if it’s late, Henry thought to himself as he quietly tip-toed in the apartment they all shared. He made it to his room and knocked silently, in fear he was too late and he had already gone to bed.
To his surprise, the door slightly opened. He let out a deep sigh and went inside. The violin hit the door accidentally and Henry flinched. He froze in case he awoke someone. When he didn’t hear anything else, he continued his trip inside.
He felt someone or something, grab his arm and pulled him inside hastily. Henry wanted to scream but found it in his voice he couldn’t. He bit his lips for comfort, however, and hoped to God that someone isn’t going to rape him in this apartment.
“Henry,” he heard a familiar voice. “You know The Devil’s Trill?”
Henry was extremely confused. “What? Of course I know it. It’d be pretty insane if I didn’t know-“
He heard Ryeowook chuckle. “Of course. How foolish of me…” Henry didn’t like how he trailed off like that. The other continued. “I was browsing the net today and I found it. It sounded beautiful, I thought.” He now had a thoughtful look on his face (Henry wondered when he turned on the light on his night stand) and continued to speak. “I wanted to hear your version of this song.” He sat down on his bed with that smile on his face.
“Play it while you give me a lap dance.”
Henry blinked.
“What’s wrong? Did you forget you lost the bet today?”
“No, it’s not that,” he lied. “It’s that I haven’t played it in a while so I could be a little rusty.” He laughed shyly as he held onto the bow and the actual violin tighter, his hands started to get covered in sweat.
Ryeowook nodded. “I would still like to hear it.”
He sighed. It seemed he wasn’t going to get around it. Ryeowook got himself comfortable as Henry positioned himself over him like he used to do as a joke with his friends back in Canada.
He started to play and immediately Ryeowook tossed his head back. It was true, he did sound like a little rusty - but it sounded beautiful as Henry’s face scrunched up to remember the correct notes. To remember all the things he learned while he played the entrancing song.
It sounded light and gay.
Then Henry started to seem to pluck the strings with his bow. He continued with the light and sweet melody. Occasionally he lowered himself on Ryeowook as he got more and more dramatic with the notes. He could feel himself getting aroused with the building notes of the violin.
Henry kept the sweet sound going as he rubbed his clothed crotch against Ryeowook’s. The other moaned as he felt closer and closer to climax. He couldn’t believe what a feeling he’s getting just listening to Henry’s violin and oh!
He got more dramatic again as the rubs became longer and then… he stopped in mid-rub as he frantically played and suddenly Ryeowook couldn’t bear it.
Then he stopped.
Not missing a beat, Henry continued to play. It almost sounded distorted. It continued to get ‘worse’ as he played on. He paid attention to Henry’s scrunched up and sweaty face and Ryeowook wanted to touch him. Oh, more disturbing thoughts kept coming as he made it to the crescendo and decrescendo.
Perhaps this song did strengthen the devil within him because Ryeowook couldn’t be more turned on.
Finally he made it to the climax and lowered himself and rubbed as Ryeowook came in his pants.
Because of the intensity of the orgasm, Ryeowook didn’t think he could sit up anymore. He collapsed on his bed as he tried to catch up with his breath. Henry also tried to catch up with his breath. He didn’t think he himself as a player would get into it that much but he felt odd. He stared at his senior for the longest time and shook his head. Silently as he could, he tossed his leg to the other side to get off of him.
Henry started to leave, but stopped. Ryeowook kept his eye on him even though his vision had gotten blurry. Henry turned and gave his co-worker an apologetic look and ran out the door. The other felt slightly bad but turned to see that his violin and bow had clearly been abandoned.
He couldn’t help but laugh.
Author:
baka_tenshi
Rating: R
Warnings: Lapdance and possible bad descriptions of music.
Summary: For kink meme. He started to play and immediately Ryeowook tossed his head back. It was true, he did sound like a little rusty - but it sounded beautiful as Henry’s face scrunched up to remember the correct notes. To remember all the things he learned while he played the entrancing song.
Author's Notes: Wow. This one was intense for me to write. In any case, if you want to know info about The Devil's Trill, read this and to actually listen to it... well, you know. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it! :3
Words: 884
The Devil’s Trill
By LilyChan
Henry Lau couldn’t believe that he lost his first bet with Super Junior-M. How was he supposed to know that Zhou Mi wasn’t gay? He knew that not all gay people acted like that, but Zhou Mi certainly fooled him.
Ryeowook smiled coyly. Henry knew in his gut that he somehow wasn’t going to like it. “I want you to give me a lap dance. In my room,” he said casually with a pointed finger. “Tonight. And bring your violin.” He winked as he left the younger boy.
Henry sighed. He was curious on why his senior would want him to bring his violin but since he lost the bet, it seemed he had no other choice but to do it.
oooo
He never gave me a precise time but I hope he doesn’t mind if it’s late, Henry thought to himself as he quietly tip-toed in the apartment they all shared. He made it to his room and knocked silently, in fear he was too late and he had already gone to bed.
To his surprise, the door slightly opened. He let out a deep sigh and went inside. The violin hit the door accidentally and Henry flinched. He froze in case he awoke someone. When he didn’t hear anything else, he continued his trip inside.
He felt someone or something, grab his arm and pulled him inside hastily. Henry wanted to scream but found it in his voice he couldn’t. He bit his lips for comfort, however, and hoped to God that someone isn’t going to rape him in this apartment.
“Henry,” he heard a familiar voice. “You know The Devil’s Trill?”
Henry was extremely confused. “What? Of course I know it. It’d be pretty insane if I didn’t know-“
He heard Ryeowook chuckle. “Of course. How foolish of me…” Henry didn’t like how he trailed off like that. The other continued. “I was browsing the net today and I found it. It sounded beautiful, I thought.” He now had a thoughtful look on his face (Henry wondered when he turned on the light on his night stand) and continued to speak. “I wanted to hear your version of this song.” He sat down on his bed with that smile on his face.
“Play it while you give me a lap dance.”
Henry blinked.
“What’s wrong? Did you forget you lost the bet today?”
“No, it’s not that,” he lied. “It’s that I haven’t played it in a while so I could be a little rusty.” He laughed shyly as he held onto the bow and the actual violin tighter, his hands started to get covered in sweat.
Ryeowook nodded. “I would still like to hear it.”
He sighed. It seemed he wasn’t going to get around it. Ryeowook got himself comfortable as Henry positioned himself over him like he used to do as a joke with his friends back in Canada.
He started to play and immediately Ryeowook tossed his head back. It was true, he did sound like a little rusty - but it sounded beautiful as Henry’s face scrunched up to remember the correct notes. To remember all the things he learned while he played the entrancing song.
It sounded light and gay.
Then Henry started to seem to pluck the strings with his bow. He continued with the light and sweet melody. Occasionally he lowered himself on Ryeowook as he got more and more dramatic with the notes. He could feel himself getting aroused with the building notes of the violin.
Henry kept the sweet sound going as he rubbed his clothed crotch against Ryeowook’s. The other moaned as he felt closer and closer to climax. He couldn’t believe what a feeling he’s getting just listening to Henry’s violin and oh!
He got more dramatic again as the rubs became longer and then… he stopped in mid-rub as he frantically played and suddenly Ryeowook couldn’t bear it.
Then he stopped.
Not missing a beat, Henry continued to play. It almost sounded distorted. It continued to get ‘worse’ as he played on. He paid attention to Henry’s scrunched up and sweaty face and Ryeowook wanted to touch him. Oh, more disturbing thoughts kept coming as he made it to the crescendo and decrescendo.
Perhaps this song did strengthen the devil within him because Ryeowook couldn’t be more turned on.
Finally he made it to the climax and lowered himself and rubbed as Ryeowook came in his pants.
Because of the intensity of the orgasm, Ryeowook didn’t think he could sit up anymore. He collapsed on his bed as he tried to catch up with his breath. Henry also tried to catch up with his breath. He didn’t think he himself as a player would get into it that much but he felt odd. He stared at his senior for the longest time and shook his head. Silently as he could, he tossed his leg to the other side to get off of him.
Henry started to leave, but stopped. Ryeowook kept his eye on him even though his vision had gotten blurry. Henry turned and gave his co-worker an apologetic look and ran out the door. The other felt slightly bad but turned to see that his violin and bow had clearly been abandoned.
He couldn’t help but laugh.