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Fics ( #21)
Feelings Gone Unspoken exo, sehun/luhan
untitled infinite, hoya/sunggyu
it's a pirates life for me snsd, seohyun/sunny
kabe-donnnnnnnn Exo, Kai/Luhan
light years exo suho-centric, suho/lay
slow miracles f(x) krystal/sulli
untitled exo, kai/luhan
untitled exo; chanyeol/sehun ( Read more... )
Feelings Gone Unspoken exo, sehun/luhan
untitled infinite, hoya/sunggyu
it's a pirates life for me snsd, seohyun/sunny
kabe-donnnnnnnn Exo, Kai/Luhan
light years exo suho-centric, suho/lay
slow miracles f(x) krystal/sulli
untitled exo, kai/luhan
untitled exo; chanyeol/sehun ( Read more... )
She presses him against the wall, hands sliding under his hoodie to his heated skin. Dongwoo shivers under her touch and she smirks, wide and satisfied.
“We don’t have a lot of time, oppa.” She leans down to whisper in his ear, nipping at the lobe with her teeth.
It spurs the other idol on and Nana finds their positions switched; Dongwoo’s body pressed flush with hers, his hands hot against her waist. His fingers slide lower, edging underneath the band of her leather pants, but they don’t get very far.
She feels rather than hears him let out an annoyed huff against her neck as he works on getting them down over her hips. Generally she likes his enthusiastic fumbling, but they don’t have enough time for it. So, she knocks his scrambling fingers away and undoes the button herself, pushing them lower over her hips.
“Damn.”
She grins and raises a hand to his jaw, lowering her head for a kiss, which he eagerly takes part in, tongue hot and slick against her own.
Her free hand pulls at the button on his jeans, undoing them with ease, and she slides her had down the front of his pants, rubbing his erection through the thin material of his underwear.
Nana pulls away from the kiss first, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth. “Oppa, come on,” she urges, pressing their hips together. Dongwoo nods and they both work at getting their pants low enough for this to work.
It’s a little awkward, but either of them really care that they’ve got their pats shoved past their thighs, just the feeling of ski against skin as Dongwoo sinks into her, hands o her ass to keep her steady.
Nana lets her head fall back against the wall, a shuddery moan escaping her lips as the older idol thrusts into her; shallow and erratic. One hand threads itself through his hair, tugging harshly at the short strands, the other clenching against his shoulder.
They can’t hear much over their ragged breathing, but the deep, throbbing bass coming from the speaker system reverberates though their bodies; giving everything a greater sense of urgency.
“Fuck, oppa~” She comes first, quick and hard, and Nana belatedly presses the bottom of her palm against her mouth to stifle her moans, just in case. Dongwoo just speeds up, thrusting hard against her as her walls clench tighter around him.
She feels him bite down on the exposed skin of her neck as he comes, hips stuttering to a halt and fingers clenching almost painfully against her skin. Dongwoo slumps against her when he finishes, breathing heavily against her neck.
All she wants now is to take a hot shower and sleep, but they’ve still got the closing show to do so she impatiently pushes at Dongwoo’s shoulders to get him up.
He pulls away from her and they both wince at the sudden gust of cold air against their sweaty skin, Nana make even more so. She makes a face and looks for something to clean herself up with. Dongwoo notices and grins before unzipping his hoodie. He’s got a tank top underneath, which he pulls off and uses to wipe the mess between her legs, chuckling when she gives a little shiver as the rough material presses on her sensitive skin.
They straighten their clothes as much as possible, trying not to look like they had a quickie during a live show. Nana pushes herself away from the wall, running a hand through her hair and grins down at Dongwoo. She snags him by the belt loop ad pulls him in for another, softer kiss.
“Until next time, oppa~”
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