Stupid Kyuhyunnie. Hyung can top too! >:| (1/2)
Title: Stupid Kyuhyunnie. Hyung can top too! >:| (1/2)
Pairing: KyuMin
Rating: R
Word count: 2,525
Warnings: Crackish; This part's rated R, so not sooper smutty yet :p but it's not something you want to find a 5 year old reading lol; attempted MinKyu?
Summary: Screw normalness. This is Super Junior we're talking about. Unlike normal people who are tired when they first wake up in the morning, Lee Sungmin gets horny when he's tired. Unfortunately or not, the normally dominant Kyuhyun is on the receiving end of this unnatural phenomenon.
PART 2
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“Mmm…” Sungmin moaned as his new alarm tone gently woke him up.
Feeling adorable-sexiness-personified’s, a.k.a. Sungmin’s, a.k.a. his boyfriend’s warmth shift, rustling the bed sheets in the process, Cho Kyuhyun smirked. Yes, even barely awake, that handsome brat could smirk.
‘Tch.’ Kyuhyun thought lazily upon hearing Sungmin’s new alarm tone. ‘Of course he would choose this song to wake him up in the morning…”
And well who wouldn’t? The song is hella freakn sexy manggggg. *ahem* I mean, the song’s name pretty much speaks for itself.
‘Hot times naega neoreul nunddeul ddae
All my life time ojik neoman gajyeodo dwae…’
“Oh goddd,” Sungmin breathed as Jonghyun’s deep, melodic voice overpowered the tiny speaker on his cellphone.
“His voice is like sex. So fucking fine and deep,” Sungmin groaned.
Staring straight into the sleepy eyes of his boyfriend, Kyuhyun extended one arm to bring him even closer for a hug and began toying with his fluffy, bed-head hair.
“Whose voice, babe?” Kyuhyun smiled, head nestled on the top of Sungmin’s fluffy bed of hair. “Mine?”
Sungmin squirmed from Kyuhyun’s grasp and scooted upwards into his pillow so that he was now facing his lover straight on. Sungmin pursed his pouty lips gave Kyuhyun a quick peck on the singer’s orgasmic mouth.
“No, babe. Baby Jonghyun’s voice of course!” Sungmin all but cackled, an evil twinkle in his eye.
Kyuhyun stiffened.
“…WHAT.”
Barely suppressing a giggle, Sungmin raised his arms up and over his head, yawning as he stretched. A look of contentment present on his face, Sungmin stared blankly up at the ceiling, clearly unaware of the dangerous beams of hatred Kyuhyun was shooting off from the words his tease of a boyfriend just said.
“You know,” Sungmin started to say, still peacefully looking up at their ceiling. “I check baby Jonghyunnie out a lot.”
Kyuhyun just glared at Sungmin in surprise who, in turn, continued to smile peacefully up at the ceiling, properly fulfilling the role of the adorable weirdo freaky bunny he is.
“I mean shit, ever since their “Lucifer” video with him in that hot ass backless shirt thing and his arms are just mmmm so delicious too and oh god his abs are like… Kyuhyunnie I just wanna wash all my fucking “gentle-cycle” lacy delicates on them. And when he wears tight pants, dammit I just wanna peel them off of his hot-as-fuck legs and see all the yumminess underneath… I bet I can put a chocolate bar on his abs and it'll melt upon contact. They're just that hot. Can you imagine licking melted chocolate from those abs? I mean damn...”
Sighing, Sungmin finally turned his head only to meet Kyuhyun glaring freakin machetes at him. Completely unsurprised and hearing nothing from his steaming boyfriend, Sungmin continued with his rant.
“Kyuhyunnie… I think I have a thing for younger men.”
Kyuhyun groaned in annoyance at his boyfriend’s obliviousness to his frustration.
“Well obviously. Out of all the hyungs there are in our group, you’ve been dating me, the youngest, for years now, Min.”
Inwardly, Sungmin’s mind did a little victory dance. His plan of “get-Kyuhyun-so-jealous-he’ll-fuck-me-so-hard-into-the-nearest-horizontal-object-I-can’t-walk-for-a-month-I-mean-what-AHEM-nothing” was working like little Ryeowook recooking all the food in the kitchen since Donghae and Hyukjae had a little too much fun on the kitchen counter with the whipped cream and strawberries originally intended for poor Ryeowook’s signature strawberry pie.
“Technically,” Sungmin continued, taking on a newfound serious tone. “Henry’s the youngest. You’re only the second youngest Kyu. Plus you’re not young anymore. You’re getting kind of old… But our dongsaeng… Well, he’s just so damn fresh.<3”
Kyuhyun fumed as his fists balled up in anger. Somewhere deep down inside his evil little mind, he knew this was a mind game. A game of control and wit. A game where the one who would break down first, would lose. And like hell he, the amazing, evil, big-butt, Starcraft gamer that he was, was ever going to lose at a game. It just didn’t work like that.
Inhale. Exhale. Stop. Breathe. Think. EVILLY.
‘Ha.” Kyuhyun thought. ‘You think you can beat me you little perverted, pink bunny?’
Kyuhyun smirked into the covers.
‘You’re sorely mistaken, babe. As will your cute, little ass be later…*mental smirk*’
Now clear-headed, Kyuhyun sighed once more, trying to prevent his signature smirk from invading his handsome face like a plague. He did his best to put on an irritated, yet too-tired-to-do-anything-about-it expression on his face.
“Really, Min…” Kyuhyun trailed off.
“What?”
“…Nothing. I’m going back to sleep.”
And with that said, Kyuhyun rolled on to the other side of his body, away from his freaky pedobunny and buried his head under his pillow. He pulled the bed sheets up to his chin to make a statement to his boyfriend.
Sungmin started to panic as he saw the unusual resistance to sex Kyuhyun was putting up.
‘KYUHYUN YOU BASTARD! WHAT. THE. HELL.’ Sungmin’s horny mind screamed. Coming up with no immediate solution, Sungmin pouted.
“Kyuuuuu~” he whined in his little baby voice, cuddling up to Kyuhyun’s back. “I’m sowiiiiiieeeee I was just kiddiiiinggggg.”
The only sound Sungmin received as a reply was a low grunt.
“Min,” Kyuhyun grumbled, sleepiness evident in his voice muffled by the fluffy pillow. “Get off me. Sleep. Now.”
Sungmin frowned. Maybe this wasn’t going to be as easy as he thought. Sungmin sighed as realization hit him. Does anything ever go down easy with his bratty boyfriend? Sungmin chuckled at the thought.
Sungmin goes down Kyuhyun whenever he wants. And he had to admit. It was pretty easy.
But other than that, Kyuhyun always had to go and make things hard. True, he always managed to get Sungmin’s dick hard pretty easily but…
Let me rephrase that. He always made things so damn difficult.
Stupid maknae. Time to resort to Plan B.
Sungmin frowned again as he stared at the unmoving back of his boyfriend. Truth is, Sungmin didn’t really have a plan, so he began to think with his dick instead of his mind. That usually worked out the best in bed anyways, which is exactly where they were. (Really now. Didn’t expect that AT ALL.)
Latching onto the shoulders of his boyfriend, Sungmin threw away the pillow Kyuhyun rooted himself into. Kyuhyun grumbled as his head armor was lazily discarded. With nothing blocking Sungmin from seeing the back of his lover’s head, he scooted up until his lips were directly behind Kyuhyun’s ear.
“Babe,” Sungmin whispered, causing Kyuhyun to flinch. “I’m sowiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeee~”
No response.
Sungmin huffed lightly, breath ghosting over Kyuhyun’s ear. “Kyuuuuuuuu~” Sungmin whined needily. “I already apologized! What more do you want? Greedy bastard…”
Still no response.
“What the hell Kyu,” Sungmin grumbled as he roughly turned his boyfriend over by the shoulders to face him.
Sungmin nearly shit his pants as he looked at Kyuhyun’s peaceful, sleeping face. ‘WHAT KIND OF BOYFRIEND FALLS ASLEEP WHEN YOU’RE TRYING TO SEDUCE HIM?!?’ Sungmin mentally raged.
So far, this plan was not working out in Sungmin’s favor at all.
But he had to admit. Kyuhyun did look a bit cuter when he wasn’t being an insolent, smirking brat. A bit. Just a teeny, tiny bit. Not as cute as the pink, Aegyo King Sungmin, of course. No one could ever overthrow Aegyo King Sungmin's throne in the realm of cuteness.
Turning back to face his sleeping lover lying next to him, he attached to Kyuhyun like a koala and burrowed his head into his chest. Pressing an ear to the left side of his boyfriend’s chest, he began to smile as he heard the slow, steady heartbeat of the person he loved most.
“Mm Kyu-babe~…” our lovely slutty Sungmin whispered while threading one leg between Kyuhyun’s thighs. Receiving no protest from his sleeping boyfriend, he continued to slide his leg slowly up and down, and in and out of Kyuhyun’s thighs, each time the top of his thigh rubbing Kyuhyun’s sensitive area not-so-subtly.
“Ah-!” Kyuhyun gasped, waking up abruptly from his feigned sleep. “B-babe -mmphh- please it’s too -ahhhhh- e..early in the morning for -hahhhh- …this.. and -FUCK!- …th-that t-too..”
Sungmin smirked as he finally received some sort of response.
‘You wanna play you evil maknae? Fine then. Let’s play.’
Still rubbing his thigh against Kyuhyun’s crotch, Sungmin kissed Kyuhyun’s Adam’s apple gently, letting the rough surface of his tongue touch it briefly. Kyuhyun groaned at the feeling of the warm, wet patch Sungmin made on his neck.
It wasn’t enough. Sungmin needed more. More of Kyuhyun’s heavy breathing, gasps, and moans. More of Kyuhyun squirming at his touch. It was then that the fact dawned on Sungmin.
He liked being in control.
Occasionally anyways. During sex, he always bottomed. Always. And even when he was “on top,” it was still his hole being invaded. Very pleasurably. But that’s some other sexy smut story written by Miss Tooey aka kyumin86eunhae.
As Sungmin extracted his leg now trapped between Kyuhyun’s legs, Kyuhyun whimpered. Sungmin smirked at the slutty noise. It seemed that the evil maknae’s behavior was finally rubbing off on him.
Smoothly, Sungmin rolled on top of Kyuhyun and removed the bed sheets in a flash, hips hovering dangerously low above Kyuhyun’s own. Kyuhyun stared expectantly up at his boyfriend’s face, a bit scared but still full of confidence. After all, he was going to get a piece of that yummy ass later right? He could wait his turn to play.
“Kyuhyun, I’m horny.” Sungmin stated simply.
Kyuhyun smirked. “Really? I didn’t notice.”
“Let me tell you a secret Kyu,” Sungmin began. “When I’m tired, I’m even hornier than usual, because I have less will power to control myself from acting upon any dirty thoughts that come into my mind. And then when I first wake up and see you-” he quickly reached down and lightly rubbed circles into Kyuhyun’s crotch causing Kyuhyun to close his eyes and gasp. “Acting so damn difficult yet willingly making all these slutty noises for me,” Sungmin stilled his feathery circle motions and instead began to palm Kyuhyun’s cock, still hidden by his boxers, harshly.
“Min- ahhhh... FUCK,”
“I kind of…” Sungmin’s dick twitched as a particularly high-pitched noise seemed to come from Kyuhyun’s throat as a result of Sungmin’s rough actions.
“Dammit Kyuhyun,”Sungmin stared down at the squirming, panting maknae below him, momentarily stopping his motions. “Why are you being so submissive all of a sudden? Don’t get me wrong. It’s sexy as fuck but...” Sungmin experimentally rolled his hips against Kyuhyun’s. Kyuhyun emitted a surprised gasp, followed by a deep, drawn-out moan when he felt Sungmin’s hard cock, separated by the layers of their boxers, rub against his. Sungmin stopped when Kyuhyun moaned. Was he seriously just getting hard from the noises Kyuhyun made? What was wrong with him?
“Well not everyone’s awake enough to protest or ready for sex the minute they wake up!” Kyuhyun panted heavily in a weak attempt to defend himself. It seemed that, like most people when they first wake up, the evil maknae’s reflexes were a lot slower, and mind a bit foggy, making his remarks less snarky than usual. (Which was the complete opposite of the horny, crazy bunny mind of Lee Sungmin upon first waking up.)
“So basically you’re saying,” Sungmin rolled his hips against Kyuhyun’s again, wanting to hear more of those noises that were turning him on like never before. “You’re more submissive in the mornings?”
Kyuhyun groaned when he bucked his hips up, only to find that Sungmin was thrusting his butt high up in the air, hips way out of reach for Kyuhyun’s. Sungmin, being the buffer of the two, successfully held down Kyuhyun’s arms as he began to struggle.
“Lee Sungmin, fuck you! That’s not what I meant at all and you know it.”
Sungmin let out a short laugh. “Ha! Sure doesn’t look like it. Prove it. I think you’re just as much of a needy slut as I am.”
And with that, Sungmin dove down to ambush the heavenly lips of the evil maknae, cutting off any retorts before they had the chance to form on his boyfriend’s delicious tongue. Kyuhyun moaned into the kiss as he felt Sungmin’s hips upon his again. Shifting his weight so that Sungmin only needed one arm to hold Kyuhyun’s arms off from touching him, Sungmin moved his right hand lower until it was atop Kyuhyun’s chest, feeling the racing heart of his boyfriend pound against his hand.
Slowly he broke away from the kiss and looked down at Kyuhyun again, flashing a devious grin at his boyfriend.
“How much do you wanna bet I can make you cum without taking your clothes off?” Sungmin mumbled as he sucked patches of hickeys onto his long, flawless neck.
“A-ah…mmmm..umm..mmm uhh you can’t -ngghhhh hahhhh-“ Kyuhyun shakily inhaled and took a deep breah, trying to calm himself. It didn’t work of course. “I bet you -hahhh- can’t do that…Miiinnnn-ahhhhhh” Kyuhyun slowly moaned out Sungmin’s name. As a reward, Sungmin bucked into Kyuhyun’s hips. Hard.
“A-AH!” Kyuhyun cried out, taken off guard at Sungmin’s sudden roughness.
“Kyuhyunnie,”Sungmin breathed, panting as well, but not as much as Kyuhyun. “If I can make you cum without taking your clothes off, I’m topping next time. Not riding you, but legitly being. On. Top.” He bucked his hips into Kyuhyun’s to stress the meaning of each word. Kyuhyun let out a strangled cry with each.
“Mmmh! Hahh- Min y-you - shii-itt.. ahhhh-” Kyuhyun swallowed. “y-you know that’s i-i-imp-posible, r-riight? I’ll end up topping no matter what.”
Sungmin simply smiled at his boyfriend’s continual resistance.
“So whaddya say. Deal?”
Kyuhyun huffed, staring up at his kink of a boyfriend.
“That’s really- AHH MIN!” Kyuhyun yelled as Sungmin gently bit down on his sensitive neck and slowly but roughly slid his hips down over Kyuhyun's, the friction between the two causing even more heat to build up between them.
“You never gave me a response, you slutty nerd,” Sungmin murmured into the skin of Kyuhyun’s neck.
“Uhh, I-I-”
Growing impatient, Sungmin began bucking his hips slowly onto Kyuhyun’s, dry humping the evil maknae for a response.
“Mmmm- AHHH!” Kyuhyun nearly cried out, turning his head to the side in pleasure as Sungmin continued to slowly hump him dry.
“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck-” Kyuhyun panted with each movement from Sungmin. “F-FINE. -A-a-ah hahh AHH!- D-DEAL S-SUNGMIN!”
Content with hearing the maknae’s agreement to the bet, Sungmin slowed down even more and grinded his arousal slowly into Kyuhyun’s, hips never detaching themselves from the ones below it. They both moaned. Sungmin, a moan of appreaciation, while Kyuhyun’s was one of high-pitched impatience.
“L-Lee Sungm-minn,” Kyuhyun panted out. “F-fuck you! Dammit -nghhh…”
Sungmin grinded his hips once more against the writhing figure beneath him, addicted to the responses the normally dominant Kyuhyun was giving him. Going into even newer territory, Sungmin bent his head low to Kyuhyun’s chest and licked one of his slightly erect nipples through his thin wife beater. Kyuhyun shuddered.
“A-AHH LEE SUNGMIN W-WHAT THE HELL?!!”
Sungmin smiled evilly at the sound of his name being screamed at him.
This was going to be fun.
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A/N: Okay so this was the first time I ever tried writing something on the smutty side D: I might continue this with actual smut if anyone likes this LOL. Sorry it wasn't that cracky or funny ):
Also, the song Sungmin has as his new ringtone is "Hot Times" - SM The Ballad just in case anyone didn't know... hehe.
HAPPY BELATED CHRISTMAS AND EARLY NEW YEARS :DD
Pairing: KyuMin
Rating: R
Word count: 2,525
Warnings: Crackish; This part's rated R, so not sooper smutty yet :p but it's not something you want to find a 5 year old reading lol; attempted MinKyu?
Summary: Screw normalness. This is Super Junior we're talking about. Unlike normal people who are tired when they first wake up in the morning, Lee Sungmin gets horny when he's tired. Unfortunately or not, the normally dominant Kyuhyun is on the receiving end of this unnatural phenomenon.
PART 2
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“Mmm…” Sungmin moaned as his new alarm tone gently woke him up.
Feeling adorable-sexiness-personified’s, a.k.a. Sungmin’s, a.k.a. his boyfriend’s warmth shift, rustling the bed sheets in the process, Cho Kyuhyun smirked. Yes, even barely awake, that handsome brat could smirk.
‘Tch.’ Kyuhyun thought lazily upon hearing Sungmin’s new alarm tone. ‘Of course he would choose this song to wake him up in the morning…”
And well who wouldn’t? The song is hella freakn sexy manggggg. *ahem* I mean, the song’s name pretty much speaks for itself.
‘Hot times naega neoreul nunddeul ddae
All my life time ojik neoman gajyeodo dwae…’
“Oh goddd,” Sungmin breathed as Jonghyun’s deep, melodic voice overpowered the tiny speaker on his cellphone.
“His voice is like sex. So fucking fine and deep,” Sungmin groaned.
Staring straight into the sleepy eyes of his boyfriend, Kyuhyun extended one arm to bring him even closer for a hug and began toying with his fluffy, bed-head hair.
“Whose voice, babe?” Kyuhyun smiled, head nestled on the top of Sungmin’s fluffy bed of hair. “Mine?”
Sungmin squirmed from Kyuhyun’s grasp and scooted upwards into his pillow so that he was now facing his lover straight on. Sungmin pursed his pouty lips gave Kyuhyun a quick peck on the singer’s orgasmic mouth.
“No, babe. Baby Jonghyun’s voice of course!” Sungmin all but cackled, an evil twinkle in his eye.
Kyuhyun stiffened.
“…WHAT.”
Barely suppressing a giggle, Sungmin raised his arms up and over his head, yawning as he stretched. A look of contentment present on his face, Sungmin stared blankly up at the ceiling, clearly unaware of the dangerous beams of hatred Kyuhyun was shooting off from the words his tease of a boyfriend just said.
“You know,” Sungmin started to say, still peacefully looking up at their ceiling. “I check baby Jonghyunnie out a lot.”
Kyuhyun just glared at Sungmin in surprise who, in turn, continued to smile peacefully up at the ceiling, properly fulfilling the role of the adorable weirdo freaky bunny he is.
“I mean shit, ever since their “Lucifer” video with him in that hot ass backless shirt thing and his arms are just mmmm so delicious too and oh god his abs are like… Kyuhyunnie I just wanna wash all my fucking “gentle-cycle” lacy delicates on them. And when he wears tight pants, dammit I just wanna peel them off of his hot-as-fuck legs and see all the yumminess underneath… I bet I can put a chocolate bar on his abs and it'll melt upon contact. They're just that hot. Can you imagine licking melted chocolate from those abs? I mean damn...”
Sighing, Sungmin finally turned his head only to meet Kyuhyun glaring freakin machetes at him. Completely unsurprised and hearing nothing from his steaming boyfriend, Sungmin continued with his rant.
“Kyuhyunnie… I think I have a thing for younger men.”
Kyuhyun groaned in annoyance at his boyfriend’s obliviousness to his frustration.
“Well obviously. Out of all the hyungs there are in our group, you’ve been dating me, the youngest, for years now, Min.”
Inwardly, Sungmin’s mind did a little victory dance. His plan of “get-Kyuhyun-so-jealous-he’ll-fuck-me-so-hard-into-the-nearest-horizontal-object-I-can’t-walk-for-a-month-I-mean-what-AHEM-nothing” was working like little Ryeowook recooking all the food in the kitchen since Donghae and Hyukjae had a little too much fun on the kitchen counter with the whipped cream and strawberries originally intended for poor Ryeowook’s signature strawberry pie.
“Technically,” Sungmin continued, taking on a newfound serious tone. “Henry’s the youngest. You’re only the second youngest Kyu. Plus you’re not young anymore. You’re getting kind of old… But our dongsaeng… Well, he’s just so damn fresh.<3”
Kyuhyun fumed as his fists balled up in anger. Somewhere deep down inside his evil little mind, he knew this was a mind game. A game of control and wit. A game where the one who would break down first, would lose. And like hell he, the amazing, evil, big-butt, Starcraft gamer that he was, was ever going to lose at a game. It just didn’t work like that.
Inhale. Exhale. Stop. Breathe. Think. EVILLY.
‘Ha.” Kyuhyun thought. ‘You think you can beat me you little perverted, pink bunny?’
Kyuhyun smirked into the covers.
‘You’re sorely mistaken, babe. As will your cute, little ass be later…*mental smirk*’
Now clear-headed, Kyuhyun sighed once more, trying to prevent his signature smirk from invading his handsome face like a plague. He did his best to put on an irritated, yet too-tired-to-do-anything-about-it expression on his face.
“Really, Min…” Kyuhyun trailed off.
“What?”
“…Nothing. I’m going back to sleep.”
And with that said, Kyuhyun rolled on to the other side of his body, away from his freaky pedobunny and buried his head under his pillow. He pulled the bed sheets up to his chin to make a statement to his boyfriend.
Sungmin started to panic as he saw the unusual resistance to sex Kyuhyun was putting up.
‘KYUHYUN YOU BASTARD! WHAT. THE. HELL.’ Sungmin’s horny mind screamed. Coming up with no immediate solution, Sungmin pouted.
“Kyuuuuu~” he whined in his little baby voice, cuddling up to Kyuhyun’s back. “I’m sowiiiiiieeeee I was just kiddiiiinggggg.”
The only sound Sungmin received as a reply was a low grunt.
“Min,” Kyuhyun grumbled, sleepiness evident in his voice muffled by the fluffy pillow. “Get off me. Sleep. Now.”
Sungmin frowned. Maybe this wasn’t going to be as easy as he thought. Sungmin sighed as realization hit him. Does anything ever go down easy with his bratty boyfriend? Sungmin chuckled at the thought.
Sungmin goes down Kyuhyun whenever he wants. And he had to admit. It was pretty easy.
But other than that, Kyuhyun always had to go and make things hard. True, he always managed to get Sungmin’s dick hard pretty easily but…
Let me rephrase that. He always made things so damn difficult.
Stupid maknae. Time to resort to Plan B.
Sungmin frowned again as he stared at the unmoving back of his boyfriend. Truth is, Sungmin didn’t really have a plan, so he began to think with his dick instead of his mind. That usually worked out the best in bed anyways, which is exactly where they were. (Really now. Didn’t expect that AT ALL.)
Latching onto the shoulders of his boyfriend, Sungmin threw away the pillow Kyuhyun rooted himself into. Kyuhyun grumbled as his head armor was lazily discarded. With nothing blocking Sungmin from seeing the back of his lover’s head, he scooted up until his lips were directly behind Kyuhyun’s ear.
“Babe,” Sungmin whispered, causing Kyuhyun to flinch. “I’m sowiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeee~”
No response.
Sungmin huffed lightly, breath ghosting over Kyuhyun’s ear. “Kyuuuuuuuu~” Sungmin whined needily. “I already apologized! What more do you want? Greedy bastard…”
Still no response.
“What the hell Kyu,” Sungmin grumbled as he roughly turned his boyfriend over by the shoulders to face him.
Sungmin nearly shit his pants as he looked at Kyuhyun’s peaceful, sleeping face. ‘WHAT KIND OF BOYFRIEND FALLS ASLEEP WHEN YOU’RE TRYING TO SEDUCE HIM?!?’ Sungmin mentally raged.
So far, this plan was not working out in Sungmin’s favor at all.
But he had to admit. Kyuhyun did look a bit cuter when he wasn’t being an insolent, smirking brat. A bit. Just a teeny, tiny bit. Not as cute as the pink, Aegyo King Sungmin, of course. No one could ever overthrow Aegyo King Sungmin's throne in the realm of cuteness.
Turning back to face his sleeping lover lying next to him, he attached to Kyuhyun like a koala and burrowed his head into his chest. Pressing an ear to the left side of his boyfriend’s chest, he began to smile as he heard the slow, steady heartbeat of the person he loved most.
“Mm Kyu-babe~…” our lovely slutty Sungmin whispered while threading one leg between Kyuhyun’s thighs. Receiving no protest from his sleeping boyfriend, he continued to slide his leg slowly up and down, and in and out of Kyuhyun’s thighs, each time the top of his thigh rubbing Kyuhyun’s sensitive area not-so-subtly.
“Ah-!” Kyuhyun gasped, waking up abruptly from his feigned sleep. “B-babe -mmphh- please it’s too -ahhhhh- e..early in the morning for -hahhhh- …this.. and -FUCK!- …th-that t-too..”
Sungmin smirked as he finally received some sort of response.
‘You wanna play you evil maknae? Fine then. Let’s play.’
Still rubbing his thigh against Kyuhyun’s crotch, Sungmin kissed Kyuhyun’s Adam’s apple gently, letting the rough surface of his tongue touch it briefly. Kyuhyun groaned at the feeling of the warm, wet patch Sungmin made on his neck.
It wasn’t enough. Sungmin needed more. More of Kyuhyun’s heavy breathing, gasps, and moans. More of Kyuhyun squirming at his touch. It was then that the fact dawned on Sungmin.
He liked being in control.
Occasionally anyways. During sex, he always bottomed. Always. And even when he was “on top,” it was still his hole being invaded. Very pleasurably. But that’s some other sexy smut story written by Miss Tooey aka kyumin86eunhae.
As Sungmin extracted his leg now trapped between Kyuhyun’s legs, Kyuhyun whimpered. Sungmin smirked at the slutty noise. It seemed that the evil maknae’s behavior was finally rubbing off on him.
Smoothly, Sungmin rolled on top of Kyuhyun and removed the bed sheets in a flash, hips hovering dangerously low above Kyuhyun’s own. Kyuhyun stared expectantly up at his boyfriend’s face, a bit scared but still full of confidence. After all, he was going to get a piece of that yummy ass later right? He could wait his turn to play.
“Kyuhyun, I’m horny.” Sungmin stated simply.
Kyuhyun smirked. “Really? I didn’t notice.”
“Let me tell you a secret Kyu,” Sungmin began. “When I’m tired, I’m even hornier than usual, because I have less will power to control myself from acting upon any dirty thoughts that come into my mind. And then when I first wake up and see you-” he quickly reached down and lightly rubbed circles into Kyuhyun’s crotch causing Kyuhyun to close his eyes and gasp. “Acting so damn difficult yet willingly making all these slutty noises for me,” Sungmin stilled his feathery circle motions and instead began to palm Kyuhyun’s cock, still hidden by his boxers, harshly.
“Min- ahhhh... FUCK,”
“I kind of…” Sungmin’s dick twitched as a particularly high-pitched noise seemed to come from Kyuhyun’s throat as a result of Sungmin’s rough actions.
“Dammit Kyuhyun,”Sungmin stared down at the squirming, panting maknae below him, momentarily stopping his motions. “Why are you being so submissive all of a sudden? Don’t get me wrong. It’s sexy as fuck but...” Sungmin experimentally rolled his hips against Kyuhyun’s. Kyuhyun emitted a surprised gasp, followed by a deep, drawn-out moan when he felt Sungmin’s hard cock, separated by the layers of their boxers, rub against his. Sungmin stopped when Kyuhyun moaned. Was he seriously just getting hard from the noises Kyuhyun made? What was wrong with him?
“Well not everyone’s awake enough to protest or ready for sex the minute they wake up!” Kyuhyun panted heavily in a weak attempt to defend himself. It seemed that, like most people when they first wake up, the evil maknae’s reflexes were a lot slower, and mind a bit foggy, making his remarks less snarky than usual. (Which was the complete opposite of the horny, crazy bunny mind of Lee Sungmin upon first waking up.)
“So basically you’re saying,” Sungmin rolled his hips against Kyuhyun’s again, wanting to hear more of those noises that were turning him on like never before. “You’re more submissive in the mornings?”
Kyuhyun groaned when he bucked his hips up, only to find that Sungmin was thrusting his butt high up in the air, hips way out of reach for Kyuhyun’s. Sungmin, being the buffer of the two, successfully held down Kyuhyun’s arms as he began to struggle.
“Lee Sungmin, fuck you! That’s not what I meant at all and you know it.”
Sungmin let out a short laugh. “Ha! Sure doesn’t look like it. Prove it. I think you’re just as much of a needy slut as I am.”
And with that, Sungmin dove down to ambush the heavenly lips of the evil maknae, cutting off any retorts before they had the chance to form on his boyfriend’s delicious tongue. Kyuhyun moaned into the kiss as he felt Sungmin’s hips upon his again. Shifting his weight so that Sungmin only needed one arm to hold Kyuhyun’s arms off from touching him, Sungmin moved his right hand lower until it was atop Kyuhyun’s chest, feeling the racing heart of his boyfriend pound against his hand.
Slowly he broke away from the kiss and looked down at Kyuhyun again, flashing a devious grin at his boyfriend.
“How much do you wanna bet I can make you cum without taking your clothes off?” Sungmin mumbled as he sucked patches of hickeys onto his long, flawless neck.
“A-ah…mmmm..umm..mmm uhh you can’t -ngghhhh hahhhh-“ Kyuhyun shakily inhaled and took a deep breah, trying to calm himself. It didn’t work of course. “I bet you -hahhh- can’t do that…Miiinnnn-ahhhhhh” Kyuhyun slowly moaned out Sungmin’s name. As a reward, Sungmin bucked into Kyuhyun’s hips. Hard.
“A-AH!” Kyuhyun cried out, taken off guard at Sungmin’s sudden roughness.
“Kyuhyunnie,”Sungmin breathed, panting as well, but not as much as Kyuhyun. “If I can make you cum without taking your clothes off, I’m topping next time. Not riding you, but legitly being. On. Top.” He bucked his hips into Kyuhyun’s to stress the meaning of each word. Kyuhyun let out a strangled cry with each.
“Mmmh! Hahh- Min y-you - shii-itt.. ahhhh-” Kyuhyun swallowed. “y-you know that’s i-i-imp-posible, r-riight? I’ll end up topping no matter what.”
Sungmin simply smiled at his boyfriend’s continual resistance.
“So whaddya say. Deal?”
Kyuhyun huffed, staring up at his kink of a boyfriend.
“That’s really- AHH MIN!” Kyuhyun yelled as Sungmin gently bit down on his sensitive neck and slowly but roughly slid his hips down over Kyuhyun's, the friction between the two causing even more heat to build up between them.
“You never gave me a response, you slutty nerd,” Sungmin murmured into the skin of Kyuhyun’s neck.
“Uhh, I-I-”
Growing impatient, Sungmin began bucking his hips slowly onto Kyuhyun’s, dry humping the evil maknae for a response.
“Mmmm- AHHH!” Kyuhyun nearly cried out, turning his head to the side in pleasure as Sungmin continued to slowly hump him dry.
“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck-” Kyuhyun panted with each movement from Sungmin. “F-FINE. -A-a-ah hahh AHH!- D-DEAL S-SUNGMIN!”
Content with hearing the maknae’s agreement to the bet, Sungmin slowed down even more and grinded his arousal slowly into Kyuhyun’s, hips never detaching themselves from the ones below it. They both moaned. Sungmin, a moan of appreaciation, while Kyuhyun’s was one of high-pitched impatience.
“L-Lee Sungm-minn,” Kyuhyun panted out. “F-fuck you! Dammit -nghhh…”
Sungmin grinded his hips once more against the writhing figure beneath him, addicted to the responses the normally dominant Kyuhyun was giving him. Going into even newer territory, Sungmin bent his head low to Kyuhyun’s chest and licked one of his slightly erect nipples through his thin wife beater. Kyuhyun shuddered.
“A-AHH LEE SUNGMIN W-WHAT THE HELL?!!”
Sungmin smiled evilly at the sound of his name being screamed at him.
This was going to be fun.
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A/N: Okay so this was the first time I ever tried writing something on the smutty side D: I might continue this with actual smut if anyone likes this LOL. Sorry it wasn't that cracky or funny ):
Also, the song Sungmin has as his new ringtone is "Hot Times" - SM The Ballad just in case anyone didn't know... hehe.
HAPPY BELATED CHRISTMAS AND EARLY NEW YEARS :DD