Post #9.
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Fics ( #8)
The Distraction Called Jongin (EXO, Lu Han/Kai)
The Sad Lover's Toast (SHINee, SNSD, f(x); Minho/Yuri, Minho/Amber)
Humming Urban Stereo (EXO-K, Kai/Baekhyun)
All Alone Again (Super Junior M, Kyuhyun/Zhou Mi)
The Plan (B1A4, Baro/CNU)
The Art of War (EXO, Lu Han/Kai)
A Simple ( Read more... )
Fics ( #8)
The Distraction Called Jongin (EXO, Lu Han/Kai)
The Sad Lover's Toast (SHINee, SNSD, f(x); Minho/Yuri, Minho/Amber)
Humming Urban Stereo (EXO-K, Kai/Baekhyun)
All Alone Again (Super Junior M, Kyuhyun/Zhou Mi)
The Plan (B1A4, Baro/CNU)
The Art of War (EXO, Lu Han/Kai)
A Simple ( Read more... )
“Mmm.” Baekhyun hums, leisurely getting to his knees. “Jessica noona…”
“Fuck!” Sehun caws, scrambling up as well. His unbuttoned (and already a bit too big) jeans slide down his legs when they straighten but he barely notices, taking place next to Baekhyun and making sure to poke him with his elbow when he wanks, fast and furious. He can’t really keep up with his own pace but what the fuck, he’ll force it out if he has to, distantly noting Jongin’s eyes on his naked groin as well as his own gaze sailing over to Baekhyun’s cock instead, those long fingers wrapped tight around the length with whitening knuckles and sharp nails and (fuck, he is so swollen, he can’t be far) and (Jongin’s deep groan, Jongin’s deep groan, Jongin’s deep groan when he jizzes, anything-)
And then he hits it; he hits it - his cock choking out a bleary pearl of spunk but in the very same moment Baekhyun releases a hoarse, utterly exaggerated and overly obscene moan, the side of his upper lip twitching, and paints a long streak of jizz across the cracker and the floor. He doesn’t even catch his breath before falling in with Jongin’s loud cackles and the rest of Sehun’s load trickles down on the linoleum, late by a fucking couple of seconds.
“I-“ Sehun tries. “I did- I came before him! I just. It…”
Baekhyun stares at him for a second before giving a thick snort in the back of his throat. “Yeah right. That one’s new.”
“You’re so sloppy, hyung.” Jongin tuts, leaning down on a hand and sweeping up some stray spunk with his middle finger, dumping it on the already generously frosted saltine. “Learn to aim, will you.”
Sehun glares down at him while Baekhyun throws his head back in loud guffaws. “This isn’t fucking fair.”
“Well boo-fucking-hoo, you big baby.” Jongin sneers. “You know the rules. You lost. Now hurry up, cracker’s getting soggy.”
Sehun purses lips.
“Come on, Sehun-ah.” Baekhyun rolls his eyes. “Just do it. Otherwise we’ll never invite you again.”
Sehun grits his teeth, strangled growl drowned in Jongin’s chortles as he asks if it’s a sweet or salty one and Baekhyun replies that he thinks it’s pretty salty.
“Hey.” Jongin says then, and reaches out his sticky middle finger. “Don’t forget about this.” His smirk is wide and cocky and taunting but also knowing - the knowledge of having the upper hand, (always having the upper hand,) the knowledge of what Sehun will do.
But Sehun is so fucking tired of it. Sehun glares at him. Sehun whips out his own hand, grabbing Jongin’s by the wrist to pull it closer and put the middle finger in his mouth, deep; lips closing around the hilt and sucking tight while slowly sliding it back out. Clean and wet.
Jongin’s eyes are wide and still and hesitant. Baekhyun’s face has stiffened in what once must have been a grin. Sehun sniffs, takes the cracker between his fingers and gives it a big dog-lap across the upside. Some cream drips down on his chin and he makes sure to lick it up, tongue sticking long and seed-covered and disgusting out of his mouth. The saltine barely crunches between his teeth. He chews and swallows and then gets to his feet, nodding down towards Baekhyun’s crotch.
“Zip up, hyung, will you.”
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