Merry Belated Christmas!
Title: Merry Belated Christmas
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Not that explicit
Pairing: HaeHyuk
Summary: Donghae's hyung decides to give him a late Christmas present: Going to a bar in the red light district and picking out a prostitute. However, Donghae is more interested in why the star student two grades below him is in this bar.
A/N: Just an overused plot with an amazing pairing. Merry Belated Christmas <3 Especially to jvklover
Who totally needs to get on her journal and update it for once. P.S, I'm sorry for my fail!smut. I don't write it that much.
"I don't care if you don't want a Christmas present! I got you one!"
"Christmas already passed, anyway. So it doesn't matter." The other man gets a sly grin. "Let's just say... I couldn't give this to you on Christmas. Trust me though, you're going to love it. Stop being such an uptight man. I mean, you have two weeks off from school. Be happy and have some fun." "Fine." Donghae knew there was no use in trying to argue with his hyung anyway, because that man was damn persistent when he wanted something. The said man smiled brightly and clapped his hands in victory and excitement, though, Donghae could see something in the older man's eyes letting him know the other already knew he was going to win before it even begun.
Donghae shifts on the foot stool-which, in his opinion, is pretty comfy.
He looks around the large, spacious, fancy, chic room. The style of it is to be expected from the man who owns the house. The man is, in all ways, a flamboyant perfectionist. He heaves a heavy sigh and looks back to his hyung. He wonders if he should ask what this present is, but then he wonders if that would make him sound eager-which, honestly, he was by no means anticipating his present-and he decides if there is any possibility that the other might think he wants whatever the hell it is he is giving the younger, then that idea is just garbage.
He doesn't know what to do, so he decides to look at the other.
He opens his lips to say something, anything, but his laziness got to him and he settled for just staying as he is. The older just stared back at him with a smirk on his face, and Donghae was sure he was looking at the devil. The other's smirk broadened and he raised his eyebrows. "Listen, I know I'm hot and all, but please, don't stare." Donghae rolled his eyes. Yes, he's looking at the conceited, perverted, flamboyant devil. "Please, hyung. Like I'd ever think of you like that." The other's smirk turns as big as the Cheshire's Cat grin. "Believe me, I know you do. How do I know this? Well, its simple. You are eighteen, and your hormones are like a raging bull, and I'm the hot, spicy, red target."
Donghae's hyung winks at him and he shakes his head fiercely.
"Not really." His hyung just chuckles. They get silent again. It lasts for a while and for the briefest of moments, Donghae thinks back to four years ago, when he was fourteen and his hyung was his age. He remembers how he would do the forbidden and pleasure himself to thoughts of the older. He almost feels like throwing up because of that thought. "Aren't you even curious as to what your present is," the older asks with a bit of too much excitement. "Not in the least." His hyung clicks his tongue and stands up from his place on the couch. He puts his left hand on his hip and smirks. "That's what you're saying now. But later you are going to be down on your knees, with your hands clasped saying 'oh, Chullie! I love you! This is the best present ever!' Just wait. You'll see, Donghae."
The younger man chuckles at the outrageousness of that sentence.
"I doubt it, Chullie." The older man smirks and Donghae wonders when he dies, is he going to hell for befriending the devil? There is yet another awkward silence that falls on them and Donghae is the one to break the tension. He stands from his spot on the cushioned foot rest, stretches his arms over his head-his thin white v-neck lifting a little-and says with the straightest of all faces,"I think I want to go to heaven. We should stop spending time together." The older man gives him a confused look, but decides it doesn't really matter and shrugs his shoulders. "Doesn't matter, there is no heaven anyway." Donghae walks into the kitchen, deciding they've had this conversation one too many and he doesn't want to have it yet again. It would be, the fiftieth time, perhaps? Maybe more.
~~~
It was a long three hours before he finally snapped and asked what his present was.
Heechul had just smirked that regular smirk and checked his watch. "Took you long enough," he had said, before a wicked look morphed with his regular evil self and he continued with," perfect timing too." The older man had stood and told Donghae to wait as he walked up stairs to-Donghae was guessing-his room. The younger had secretly checked the time. Ten twenty-seven is the perfect timing?
The older man came back down holding his cell phone.
He tilted it to the side in the air to try and make it as obvious as possible. "Was just getting this from my room." Donghae nodded. "You never told me..." The older man nodded. "Yes, I understand this." He motioned for the younger to follow him out of the front door and Donghae did just that. "So," he asked as he looked at Heechul as the man locked the front door. "So," he mocked the younger, dragging the word out as he passed the other and started walking towards his car, pulling the car keys from his jacket and beeping the car, making it unlock. Donghae grunted in irritation and followed suit of the older male, getting into the car too. Heechul chuckled. "Don't worry, Hae. I know you're wondering what the hell it is, but trust me. You'll find out soon enough, and I guarantee you're going to love it.
~~~
"I hate it," Donghae said as he sat perched on the bar stool.
Heechul just chuckled and pat the other's back. "How can you say that to your hyung? It really hurts his feelings." Donghae shakes his head in frustration. "I don't care. I don't like this. Not one bit." He turns in his seat and rests his elbows on the countertop. The older male sighs and also turns in his seat. He puts his arms down on the countertop and eyes the younger, looking for some kind of expression. "Dong~hae?" The other just rolls his eyes.
"Hey! Stop being so mean to your hyung!"
The other just chuckles a bit. "You expect me not to be?" He looks back over his shoulder and eyes the men, standing around the room, trying to act natural but as seductive as possible. He turns his head forward and then looks at Heechul. "You're trying to get me to hook up with a prostitute. If I really want to get laid, I can just fuck someone at school. There isn't any need to waste your money on something as disgusting as the human trafficking system." Heechul grunts in irritation. "For your information, I don't think it's that disgusting. Its smart. Someone is horny and they get a fuck and money out of it. I think that's a pretty sweet deal." The younger rolls his eyes. "Yeah, because I'm sure each and every one of them loves it. Getting beat and sold and abused. I bet they think it's the best too."
"Listen up, Donghae. I'm just trying to give you a good time."
Heechul sighs. "I'd rather shag you than one of them, and the thought of getting with you disgusts me too." The other puts his hand over his chest in mock hurt. "Hey, that hurts!" Donghae laughs. "Good, it was supposed to." Heechul lets out a little chuckle. "Can you please be a little open minded and at least think about it?" Donghae turns back around and looks at the people again. He turns back to his hyung. "I'll think about it." The elder's face brightens as a smile forms it's way onto his face. "Good! Now... if you don't mind... I figured you would be getting with someone, so I invited a few drinking buddies..." "Go ahead, Chullie. If I decide I want to, I'll come find you, okay?"
Heechul smiles and clasps his hands.
"Oh, how I do love you! Oh I do! I'll see you later, okay?" Donghae nods and looks around him, feeling a bit embarrassed by the extra attention his hyung had gained him. He watches at the other bounces and prances away and he wishes he could be as fine with all of this as he is. He watched as across the room his hyung starts sucking face with some man. "Must be that China guy he rambles about." He stands, deciding sitting isn't making him any happier. He doesn't understand why he had to even be here. Couldn't his hyung be more normal and not give him sex for Christmas? Besides, what he said earlier was true. If he wanted to shove his dick in someone, he could just always get some girl or guy at his school to do it. After all, he's the most popular in his grade.
He looks forward and focuses on the people passing him.
Eww, who is he trying to impress with that mustache? He looks like a porn star. Ugh. Talk about trying to act twenty when you're forty. Whore, what kind of outfit is that? He looks like a pedophile. He looks creepy. Talk about weird. He's obviously a gaming nerd... kinda cute. Wait. Don't I know him? Yeah! He's... oh. Crap. What's his name? Donghae stopped once he reached the wall and he stood against it, watching the other. Trying to remember why he looked so familiar. Whoever he is... he's kinda really cute. Donghae watched as someone approached the guy he was so desperately trying to remember. He narrowed his eyes at the man who smiled. "What the hell is his name?"
~~~
It had been about an hour and he was still standing against the wall.
He was still watching the other, who was smiling and dancing with two other men. One was grinding into him from the back, another was grinding against his front. Donghae was furious. How old was that guy?! He's basically a kid! He knows he is in his school... but definitely not his grade. So that means he isn't of age. He isn't of age and those other people definitely are well above their teenage years. The one behind the kid looks well into his late twenties.
He feels he had enough.
"Fuck this," Donghae says as he pushed off of the wall with his foot and walks through the crowd. He could feel discomfort in his pants and he mentally curses the other. He sighs and before he even realizes it, his body is heading in the same direction as the other. As he walks by, he hears the man grinding from behind-desperately grabbing his little ecstasy toy's shoulders and grinding hard-whimper, "Oh, Eunhyuk." He stops in his tracks, a little disgusted by the sight. He gulps and clears his throat. The hell? Is he nervous? No! He is Donghae. Lee Donghae. He doesn't get nervous. Everyone wants him and he gets everyone he wants. He cleared his throat again and got close to the three men.
"Your name is Eunhyuk... is it?"
All three stop. The man in the middle looks at him, stunned. Donghae feels a little cocky upon realization the other knows who he is and that's why his expression changed drastically. What he wasn't expecting was the kid's eyes to narrow, almost dangerously. Donghae felt like he should go check to make sure the kid hadn't burned any holes into him. "My name is Eunhyuk." It was spat out at him. Donghae didn't understand what this guy had against him. "What... the hell? What have I ever done to you to deserve that tone?" He guessed the idiot that was rubbing his dick against "Eunhyuk's" ass got tired of waiting because he started to do it again.
This obviously irritated the kid because he detached the leech.
He started to walk away from Donghae and the two horny men. "You actually just made me soft. Great." Donghae watched his back as he left. He looked at the two men and then thought about the words. He made him soft? He chuckled deeply and kept his eyes on the prize. He liked this; the chase. Because in the end, he always gets what he wants. Besides, didn't his hyung bring him here for a good fuck?
He did what came natural to him. He followed the other.
His smirk was intact the whole time. He stopped at the bar, right next to the younger who was sitting facing the bar tender. He studied the other and couldn't help but think that pout was a tad bit cute. "You know, you never answered my question." The other nodded. "Yes, I'm aware." Donghae rolled his eyes. "Well, I'm waiting." The other stayed silent, with his elbows rested on the counter and his eyes locked on empty space. The older of the two became a little curious and decide to hell with it and looked down. He smirked as he realized he definitely didn't make the other soft. "That was disgusting, you know?" Donghae barely even got a grunt in return, but he decided to answer the unasked question. "Those guys were way older than you."
"Eunhyuk" shrugged and looked in the opposite direction of Donghae;to his left.
"So... you go to my school. Don't you?" The younger rolled his eyes. "Not that it's any of your business, but yes. I do." Donghae smirked. "Oh good. You know that we go to the same school, therefore you must know me. So I guess an introduction isn't needed on my part." Donghae smirked. Oh, his ego has been boosted. The other stayed silent, and Donghae prided himself when he saw a tint of pink cover the younger man's cheeks. So, this kid isn't totally badass, is he? "Well then... I'm pretty sure your name isn't Eunhyuk, so what's your name?" The younger pouted and rolled his eyes. Donghae wondered how he could be so irresistibly cute and so annoying at the same time.
The younger got up from his seat and started to walk away.
Donghae pouted at the leaving figure. He shook his head. He isn't giving up that easily. He followed the other through the crowd, dodging the horny guys. His eyes were set on the target the whole time. "Hey! Babe," Donghae yelled as he ran up along side the other, slinging his arm around the kid's shoulders. "Don't call me that." The older raised his eyebrows. "Tell me your name, and then I'll stop calling you that." The younger gritted his teeth. "I told you, my name is Eunhyuk." The older rolled his eyes. "Bull. I don't believe you. Now come on, babe. Tell me your real name."
He shrugged his right shoulder in an attempt to make the other get off.
Donghae laughs and grips the other's left shoulder with his hand a bit tightly as he pressed himself closer. "Baby, it isn't that easy to get rid of me." The younger rolled his eyes. "If only you knew how much I hate you." They were immobile; Donghae draping himself across the younger who stood with his arms crossed and an irritated look on his face. Donghae switched his left hand to the younger man's right shoulder and he put his right hand on the left shoulder and made the kid face him. He smirked and leaned in, placing his lips on the younger man's neck, forcing the other to stay.
He smiled onto the skin, mouthing, "I don't think you hate me, do you? Baby?"
The younger pushed Donghae away. "Fuck you! You horny bastard!" Donghae smirked. "Oh, that's the right way of thinking." The younger rolled his eyes. "Leave me alone!" Donghae eyed the person who walked up behind his "prey." "Hyukjae, I'm going to go, can you get a ride home?" That's your name! Donghae smirked at the younger who's eyes widened in shock. His mouth opened. "I-I..." He realized he couldn't find away around letting the other know that is truly his name. He sighed and turned to the person behind him. "Jungsu... this isn't a place I'm familiar with. You're not really going to leave me here, are you?" He did his best to make puppy dog eyes. Jungsu just chuckled. "You know you can't go home yet... Besides. My house is always open to you except tonight.
Hyukjae looks at his shoes, and Donghae wonders why he can't go home.
Why he needs a second home to always be open to him, and most importantly, why would this man-whoever he is... Jungsu, is it?-leave someone so... shy, so vulnerable alone in such an area? Donghae guesses the other thought that way too because he voiced the question. "Why would you leave me in this place all alone?! Stranded by myself?! Do you even know how dangerous it is down here?!" The older man laughed and looked at Donghae. Or, he thinks the older man looked at him. He could've sworn he saw him look in his direction, but maybe it's just him.
"I don't think you're so alone, Hyukjae."
The youngest of the three sneered. "Trust me, I'd rather be alone and raped then with him." Jungsu laughed. It was an awkward laugh. A little chuckle of the sorts. "Don't say such things," he said as he looked around the room, eyeing the men in it, looking at all the shady characters. Hyukjae rolled his eyes. "Jungsu~!" He was whining and Donghae couldn't help but think it's cute. He looks at the younger man's back. Its pretty toned for his age. He brings his eyes to the older who sighs tiredly. "Listen, Hyukjae. Do you remember my friend, Heechul?" Donghae's eyes widen at the mention of that specific name. He couldn't possibly be talking about his hyung, could he?
Hyukjae nods with big eyes of wonderment.
"Good, he said he'd take you home later. But he has to take his dongsaeng home too. Okay, that's too much to be a coincidence. "Wait, are you talking about Kim Heechul?" Jungsu's eyes widen but then he nods. "You mean... pervert? Flamboyant, crazy? There might be something wrong inside that head of his?" Jungsu laughs. "Yes, that Kim Heechul." Hyukjae looked between Jungsu and Donghae. No. No. No. No. No. This couldn't be happening to Hyukjae. No. Donghae smirked and looked at Hyukjae, realizing the younger was piecing it together.
"Don't worry Jungsu, I'm that dongsaeng he was talking about!"
The oldest of all three gave Hyukjae a look of pity. Jungsu smiled at Hyukjae and put his hand out. He put it on the back of the younger man's head and pulled Hyukjae to him. He kissed the younger on the forehead. "I'll see you later, be good." With that, Jungsu walked away, throwing a glare over his shoulder at Donghae, that is. Or... at least the eighteen year old swears he saw a glare directed in his direction.
"So, I guess you're stuck with me," the older of the two said as he snaked his arm around the younger man's waist. Hyukjae gritted his teeth and grabbed Donghae's arm and threw it off of him. "Fuck you." Donghae laughed loudly as the other walked away. "How many times do I have to tell you that's the plan," he yelled after Hyukjae. He sighed and looked around him at the people who were pretending like he wasn't even there;just dancing. He looked forward in the direction the younger went and sighed again. "More trouble than it's worth."
~~~
In the end, Hyukjae got stuck with Donghae.
The older wouldn't leave him aline, but they constantly bickered. Donghae really was getting frustrated, but he could see that the other was breaking. More than once he had caught the other looking over his body-usually it ending with Hyukjae staring at Donghae's lap for a couple of minutes, and the older would do his best to spread his legs and make himself look enticing.
"Could you stop being so uptight and just let me fuck you?"
Hyukjae cringed, and Donghae prided himself at the flushed color to the younger man's cheeks. "I'm not being uptight. I just don't want your dick anywhere near me." Donghae clicked his tongue. This would be so much easier if the younger could just drink. Then he could get the kid drunk, then he could take the kid home and then he cum on the kid's face. He sighs and rests his face in his palm. "Tell me, Hyukjae, aren't you the top in your class?" Hyukjae looks at the top of the table they were sitting at. "Yes, I am." Donghae clicked his tongue. "What is someone so smart, doing in such a trashy place?" Hyukjae laughed. "I can have fun too." Donghae smiled.
"I never said you couldn't, obviously, I'm all for it."
Donghae palmed himself through his pants to emphasize. Hyukjae made a disgusted face. "Whatever, you're gross." Donghae chuckled a bit. No one has ever said that to him. "You have this tough side to you, don't you?" Hyukjae looked at Donghae curiously, not understand where the other was trying to get with this. "What I'm trying to say is... you get bullied a lot, don't you?" Hyukjae only stares at the table.
"Well, do you?"
Hyukjae nods. "So? What's it to you?" Donghae smirks. "If you're so nerdy, and you get bullied so much, where does this... seductive badass side of you come from?" Hyukjae scoffed. "Listen, just because I have this so called 'vulnerable' side to me, doesn't mean I'm not ready to mess somebody up if the fuck with me." Donghae chuckles. "How old are you, Hyukjae?" The younger eyes Donghae. "Sixteen." Donghae can't help but smile. "You're just a baby!" Hyukjae rolls his eyes. "Fuck you. I'm tired of waiting. I'm walking home." Donghae scoffs as the younger gets up and starts pushing his way through the crowd. He stands and sighs. He starts pushing his way through the crowd. The things he'd do for a good lay. No, there is something different. He wants the other.
He doesn't know why he does though.
So he just pushes past people, as fast as he can so he could catch up with the other. He bumps shoulders very hard against someone and he doesn't even notice who it is. If he did, he would swear that his hyung is actually more evil than the devil. Though, he doesn't see the other because his eyes are focused on the younger;his target. He hits other people along his way, but no one really pays mind, because its normal in this place. It's so packed with people dancing and grinding. He grits his teeth as he follows the other.
This is so irritating.
"Hyukjae! I swear, I am going to kill you," Donghae yells as he finally grabs ahold of the younger man's shoulder. Hyukjae just glares at his and tries to get out of the grip. Donghae decides he's had enough of this cat and mouse game. He's never tried this hard for something. He's wasted nearly an hour on this kid. "Come here," he spits out as he grabs the other's arm tightly, making the other whimper in pain. "Get off of me," Hyukjae yells as he tries to jerk his arm back. Donghae is too strong for him though and he finds himself being pulled.
Donghae doesn't know where he's going though.
He's just pulling blindly hoping he'll end up somewhere he could just get on with this. He's happy to find his feet led him to a bath room and he pushes the younger ahead of him, through the door and into the bathroom. He eyes the men in the bathroom. He glares at them as he waits for them to leave. "Come on... hurry. Hurry. Hurry," Donghae mutters to himself. He smirks as the last man leaves and he would usually scrunch his nose in disgust because bathrooms definitely isn't his forte, but he's been turned on all night and his dick is going to explode if he doesn't get some ass. He pushes the other by the shoulders, causing him to stumble. He smirks as the younger catchers himself on a sink and he turns back around to the door. He feels like he's gained evilness under the devil's influence as he locks the door.
"Hyukjae, we're going to have some fun."
He feels like, maybe this is how Heechul feels when he's taunting Donghae, because he feels it go straight to his groin when the other blushes in embarrassment and his eyes widen in denial. "No! We're not!" Hyukjae stomps his way up to the door and goes to unlock it, but he gasps when Donghae grabs his hand roughly. "I wasn't kidding, Hyukkie. You have no say." Hyukjae gulped. "Donghae, I'm not kidding." Hyukjae pulled his hand away and tried for the lock again. Donghae chuckled. "I'm not kidding either." Donghae grabbed the other man's shoulder and pushed him back. He slowly walked, anticipating each step until, finally, Hyukjae's back hit the wall.
He smirked.
"Well then, isn't this going to be fun," he asked as he eyed the other up and down. His eyes landed on the other man's lap and he wanted to chuckle when he thought of the kid's earlier words. He definitely didn't make him soft. If any thing, he had the complete opposite effect, because now, through his grey skinny jeans, Hyukjae's erection was very obvious. Hyukjae squirmed a little, uncomfortable under the other's eyes. "D-Donghae. Stop it." He pushed the other in an attempt to get away, but it was just in vain because it only aroused Donghae more.
"You know, I like the fight."
Donghae smirked. "Truthfully, it ending up like this is your own fault, because earlier you were basically dry humping those disgusting men, but when it came to me, you couldn't even think about doing anything with. So really, me, pushing you against this wall and holding you here is your own fault. Because if you just accepted my advances, I could be fucking you into a soft mattress right now." Donghae smirked at the blush that appeared on the other man's cheeks. The other's eyes were getting watery but he tried keeping a cool composure as he turned his head to the left and refused to look at Donghae. "You know, when we get on with this, you're going to look at me."
Donghae grabbed the other's chin, forcing him to meet his eyes.
In all honesty, he didn't want to hurt the other. He isn't that cruel. But damn, he was horny and this guy was the reason he was horny and he's been dealing with this for about an hour and he just wants this so bad. "Hyukkie~ you're so cute." The younger man glared at him. "Fuck you. Don't call me that. Only my friends can call me that." Donghae frowned. "And to think, I thought after this we could become friends." Hyukjae's glare intensified. "Like I'd ever want to be friends with someone as sick as you," he yelled as he thrashed his body, trying in one last attempt to get away. He didn't want this.
Donghae laughed.
"You're so cute." He leaned in, hovering his lips over Hyukjae's lips. "Tell me you want this." The younger shook his head. "I don't want this!" Donghae sighed. Well, maybe after all of this he won't have a conscience. He leaned in the rest of the way, gripping the other's neck in his palm and the other's chin in his fingers. He pressed his lips against Hyukjae's lips. Softly, sweetly, and carefully. The younger man's eyes widened in shock. He couldn't believe it. He seemed to be in momentary shock because he didn't nothing but stand there, pressed against the wall. Donghae pulled away, smiling softly. The other tasted like strawberries. How cute.
He wanted more.
He went to lean back in, ready to claim his prize but Hyukjae screamed. "Get the fuck off of me!" Then he swung his right leg in an attempt to get the other off. "Get off!" He hit the other in the chest with his left fist. Donghae looked at the younger with sad eyes and a pout. He released the other's chin and swiftly grabbed the hand hitting him. He pulled the other hand up along with the other, right above Hyukjae's head. "To think, I don't even want to restrain you, but it looks like I have to." He clicked his tongue and held both hands up with his left hand, while his right traveled down Hyukjae's chest, down his abdomen and right above his pelvis. "You're never going to wear a belt again, I bet."
Hyukjae wanted to ask what he meant.
Though, he was silenced when smooth fingers started to unbuckle his belt. Donghae was fast, but it felt like forever to Hyukjae as he listened to the notches unlock, one by one. Donghae has smiled in victory for getting it off and he held it up in front of Hyukjae. "And now, here comes the restraint." Donghae pushed Hyukjae to the floor, making him kneel. "You look good on your knees," he commented as he made the other put his hands behind his back. He fastened them together with the belt and pulled on the belt to make sure it was tight. "Where'd you learn to do that," Hyukjae asked, wondering how many other people the older male has done this to?
"I didn't learn it anywhere," Donghae said as he stood from his crouching position.
Hyukjae scoffed. "Yeah right." Donghae smiled. The other is still trying to act tough. He grabbed the other by the shoulders and made him turn around. "Stand up," Donghae muttered as he brought the other to his feet, with much reluctancy from Hyukjae. He pushed the back over to the sink, looking at his own reflection in the mirror, wondering if he's really going to go through with this, doubting himself. But he shook his head because Hyukjae's leg just brushed his groin, and fuck, he's so horny right now. He leaned Hyukjae back over the sink.
He brought his lips to the other man's neck, kissing softly.
Hyukjae inhaled sharply and tried to push the other off with his body. "Get off of me!" Donghae put his left hand over the other's mouth and brought his right to his own mouth. He put his index finger in front of his mouth. "Shhh." Hyukjae stared at Donghae in disbelief and could feel his own face flushing. How could someone doing... this to him be so damn cute?! "Don't worry baby, this will feel good."
Donghae smirked as he leaned down.
He put his mouth back on Hyukjae's neck and brought his right hand down to lay on Hyukjae's abdomen, keeping the left one over the younger man's mouth. He lightly nipped at the exposed skin, mentally thanking whoever it was that made v-necks because it shows so much skin. Hyukjae gasped. He doesn't want this. He definitely doesn't. Not one bit. Though he could feel his jeans tightening a bit more because of the sensation on his neck from Donghae sucking on his neck, and his skin is tingling because Donghae's hand is resting on his stomach and he swears his skin is about to catch on fire.
Donghae licked at the spot he was working on, satisfied.
"You taste good."
Hyukjae flushed even more. He looked to his left, trying to avoid Donghae's gaze. He didn't want to pay any attention to the other because this was so, so wrong. He felt triumph when he heard Donghae whine from lack of attention. He was priding himself when he felt a hand slide over his crotch. "What the fu-!" Donghae took advantage of the younger man's surprise because he put his lips to the other's lips and let his tongue explore. Yes, the other really did taste good, inside and out. Hyukjae's eyes widened. He couldn't believe this guy! Though, he had to admit it was getting tiring trying to fight. But that doesn't mean he'll give up. He bit down, softly, because hey, he doesn't want to hurt Donghae. The older pulled back pouting. "You bit my tongue." Hyukjae glared. "I'm aware," he spat. Donghae wanted to chuckle. Too cute, too cute. He smiled and leaned back in, kissing the other on the jaw quickly before dropping to his knees.
"Since I'm feeling pretty nice," Donghae said.
Hyukjae was confused but he was pretty sure he got the gist of it when the older man started to unbutton his jeans. He squeezed his eyes shut. No. He's never had anyone... no! He doesn't want this to be with Donghae of all people. He barely even knows Donghae. He's never talked to the other before, and quite frankly he doesn't really like the other. "Stop it. Stop. Stop it," Hyukjae yelled as Donghae slowly unzipped it, notch by notch. Hyukjae could feel each one. Donghae smiled softly, trying to reassure Hyukjae, but he also was trying to reassure himself because he wasn't so sure he wanted to do this if there was a chance of hurting the other. He doesn't want to play the bad guy.
Though, Hyukjae calms down and so does his nerves.
He smiles and pulls Hyukjae's jeans down, taking in the sight before him, quite liking it. He presses his face close to it and inhales the scent, finding it strangely addictive. Hyukjae looks at Donghae like he's crazy. He's watched porn before and no one ever did that, and honestly, it is a bit creepy. Donghae smiled to himself, not realizing how weird he looked to the other. But Hyukjae's thoughts didn't last long because before he knew it, Donghae put his mouth to the other's clothed member and started to mouth at it. There's just something addictive about him. The older smiled up Hyukjae. It isn't like he hasn't done this before (he recalls kneeling on the boy's bathroom floor in front of his friend's crush, Kim Jaejoong. Oh, what a bad friend he was for doing that), but he is so nervous for some reason. The brief thought of "what if I mess up" crosses his mind and then he feels he's officially has gone crazy because he feels like some virgin who has never touched another man before.
So, to prove himself... to himself, he yanks down Hyukjae's boxers.
The sixteen year old gasps in shock and from the cold gush of air on his arousal. Donghae sits back on his heels and admires the sight in front of him. The kid is pretty well endowed. Without any warning, Donghae puts his lips around the tip. Damn, even the taste of his dick is amazing. Donghae still feels nervous so he decides to prove himself further and goes down as far as he can, swallowing. Hyukjae screams. He was just deep throated. That fast into being blown he was deep throated. He decides this is the best blowjob he's ever had. Well, then again, it is his first one, and he's hoping one of many as Donghae brings his head up and bobs it back down, quickly, repeating the action again and again.
Donghae sucks a bit harder as his thoughts get to him.
You're nervous, you're nervous. You are so fucking nervous. He most certainly isn't. He's done this millions of times, what would he be nervous about? He knows he's good at it (Jaejoong had said so, he even pat Donghae on the head. If he was good then, his first time doing it, then he's definitely good now.) and he knows he won't mess up. So what is he so nervous about? He sucks a bit harder and his head shoots up as he hears a delicious sounding moan come from the younger. He smirks around the length in his mouth. That's too perfect for words. Hyukjae's face is blushing and his closed eyelids are fluttering. Hyukjae's opens his eyes slowly as he realized the wonderful sensation has stopped, so he looks down at Donghae, who is just staring at the younger. "W-what," Hyukjae asks nervously.
The eighteen year old shakes his head.
"Nothing... you're just... you're so cute." Hyukjae's face gets tens time more red and he turns his head to the left, trying to avoid the other's gaze. "Do you like looking at that door or something," Donghae asks while chuckling. Hyukjae in return doesn't say anything but he looks at the floor, embarrassed. Donghae smiles up at the older. He's about to get back to what he's doing, so he leans forward, but he feels discomfort in his pants as he does so. He was intent on proving himself... to himself, that he had forgotten all about trying to relieve his problem.
So he stands to his feet.
Hyukjae looks up to Donghae's face, fright etched on his features. The older can't help but think this kid is too cute for words. He grabs Hyukjae by the shoulders and spins the younger around. He can't help but stare at the other's ass, forgetting that the other can see through the reflection in the mirror. This only occurs to him when Hyukjae clears his throat and their eyes meet in the mirror. He smiles at the other sheepishly. But he isn't really sorry. He looks back down and licks his lips. He looks back up to the mirror, trying to meet eyes that are looking to the right, back at that damned door.
The brunette brings his hand down to his pants.
He palms himself through the front of his jeans and lets out a little moan, liking the way the younger shudders at the sound. He smirks and fingers at his zipper, teasing himself, moaning, watching as the other shakes and shudders, clenching and unclenching his jaw. He likes the affect he has on the other man, and he can't help but think he wants this in the future. He chuckles a bit and then finally grabs hold of the zipper, pulling it down swiftly. He rubs himself again. He brings his fingers to the elastic of his boxers and slips the index finger under it. Slowly he releases himself from the cloth.
Donghae mentally sighs.
He wishes he had lube or something so he would be sure he doesn't hurt the other. He decides he'll just have to settle for saliva not that he minds it all that much. He pet the back of the other's hair, liking the feel of the soft blonde locks. The younger looked up with worried eyes and met Donghae's eyes in the mirror. Donghae smirked, trying to keep that cool, calm sexiness he had earlier. He guessed it didn't really help Hyukjae because he looked back to the door, and he probably remembered the older male's words about his straying eyes because they immediately darted to the floor. He kneels down. "Don't worry, this may feel weird at first, but you'll like it soon enough."
Hyukjae's eyebrows furrow in confusion.
He looks back up to the mirror to see what the other is talking about and his jaw drops a bit as he sees the other kneeling behind him. He gasps as he feels Donghae's hands on his cheeks, spreading him. He can't believe this is really happening. He can't believe this is happened with Lee Donghae of all people. Why Lee Donghae?! Out everyone it could possibly be! It had to be the Lee Donghae. He feels his body shaking from nerves and his own thoughts. Then he feels it. A tongue. On his... on him. A wet tongue that feels so good, so... "wow." He hears Donghae chuckle and he can't help but think the other is a cocky bastard, but the older spread his cheeks even more and he feels that tongue prod even more, he knows the eighteen year old has a reason for being so full of himself.
His face feels like it's boiling.
He can't help but feel like he needs more. He wants more. So he pushes back. And the tongue goes deeper. And he feels like he's in a sauna, that's on fire and someone just added fuel because he just keeps getting hotter. Especially when Donghae snakes his hand around to the front of Hyukjae and he starts rubbing the younger man's stomach. It is pleasurable in an odd way, and strangely comforting for his nerves. He wants more. More than a tongue. "D-Donghae?"
The said man looked up from behind Hyukjae.
Their eyes met in the mirror. "Hmm?" Hyukjae looks to the floor in embarrassment. He doesn't want to voice the question. On the other hand, Donghae is confused as hell. "What is it, baby?" Hyukjae blushes even more from the nickname. "I told you not to call me that," he mutters. Donghae smirks. "I told you I wasn't going to stop calling you that unless you tell me your real name." "You know my real name,"Hyukjae shouts defensively. Donghae chuckles and wags his finger. "You didn't tell me it though." Hyukjae pouts. "No fair."
There is a silence between them.
"What did you want, baby?" Hyukjae blushes as he thinks of what he wanted. "C-can you...?" Donghae smirked in realization. "Can I...?" The sixteen year old grunted in irritation. "Stop being a bully! You know what I want to ask!" Donghae laughed. "Is that what I'm being... a bully?" He trails his fingers down the younger man's spine. He smiles. Hyukjae whines. "Ple~ase." It's too cute. "No." But he wants to have a little fun. Hyukjae shifts a little.
"Can you at least untie me?!"
Donghae chuckles lowly. "I like you this way," he says as he taps on the belt. The younger pouts again. "Stop being so mean." Donghae smiles and looks down further. He could feel himself throbbing in his jeans and he decides that's enough teasing. "Fine, just tell me what you want." Hyukjae looks up and meets Donghae's eyes in the mirror and something compels him to speak, so he does. "F-Fuck me." Donghae smiles in triumph but he feels himself shudder because that was damn sexy. He brings his hand up to his mouth and spits in it.
"It may hurt a bit."
"I don't care. I want it. Just do it." Donghae shrugs his shoulders back and brings his hand to his dick and lathers it with his spit. He brings his hand back up to his mouth and spits in it again and repeats the action-he doesn't want to hurt the other. He takes himself in his hand and looks in the mirror at Hyukjae's face. "Are you sure...?" Hyukjae pushes his ass back in the air, trying to make his point. Donghae smirks. He remembers earlier in the night when he first pursued the other and the younger wanted nothing to do with him, and now, here he is, practically begging for it.
He lines the head up with Hyukjae's entrance.
"This might hurt," he warns. Hyukjae nods. "Please," he says in a hushed tone, a whisper, wanting something, anything. He just needs it. He doesn't know why, and he knows he'll regret it, but he wants it. So bad. He feels a push at his entrance and he tightens his hands, scratching at his palms. He clenches his jaw as he feels the head push through, painfully slow. It hurts. Really bad. He starts to think, maybe this wasn't such a good idea, but as soon as the though is in his head, he feels a lightening on his wrist. He tries to move his hands to find out why it feels that way and he realizes the retraints are gone. He turns his head back to look at Donghae with questioning eyes.
The other smiles lightly.
Happiness and warmth is on his lips, and Hyukjae wants to smile. But before he could, he shouts out as Donghae pushes fully into him. He wasn't expecting the intrusion and he wants to glare at the other. Instead he just managed to pant out "cocky bastard" as he brought his hands around front and steadied himself on the sink. The eighteen year old chuckles and taps the other on the younger man's ass. Hyukjae looks up into the mirror, looking at the other who is just standing there, looking down at his dick burrowed deep into the younger. Donghae smirks and looks up to the mirror, meeting Hyukjae's gaze. His smirk turns more wicked and he grabs ahold of the blonde's hips and pulls out until only the tip is left in, and then he slams back in. "F-Fuck," Hyukjae says quietly. Donghae chuckles to himself.
"You like that?"
He licks the corner of his lips and bites down on his tongue. Hyukjae smiles as he watches the other look down and concentrate on the task at hand. He can't help but think it's cute how the other is sticking out his tongue. But he can't really think straight because the brunette just pulled out again and damn it hurts. "Don't worry, it gets better. I promise." Donghae pushes himself back in, slowly. He doesn't want to hurt the younger man. He rocks his hips, experimentally and he looks back up, meeting the younger man's eyes who gaze never left him. He prides himself when he sees the blonde's mouth drop in ecstasy. So he does it again. And again. And again.
~~~
Hyukjae walked out of the bathroom, a slight limp in his step.
"Oh my gawd, oh my gawd, oh my gawd." He whispered to himself as he thought back to what just happened. He just... he just got fucked by Lee Donghae, a.k.a one of the most popular guys in his school, famous for his good looks and being a player. "Damn," he says very droned out and worriedly. What would his older brother think about this? No. His brother isn't going to find out unless he tells him, which he most certainly won't. Well... he could find out if Donghae tells him, but why would the older do that? He stops in his steps and turn to look back.
He just remembered he needed a ride home.
Lucky him, the guy who just sucked him off and shoved his dick in his ass gets to give him a ride home. He blushes as he sees the brunette walk out of the bathroom, a smirk on his face and he was adjusting his belt. The older man walks up to him and slings his left arm around his shoulders.
~~~
Donghae felt like he was on top of the world.
That was amazing. It wasn't that... active. Or, how should he put it? He wasn't tying the other up, dripping hot wax across the other's chest and biting until the other bleeds while he moans past a ball gag, but gawd. He feels that was just as amazing, if not better. He smiles at the blonde, liking the way the younger man's face flushed. He wasn't expecting for his arm to be shrugged off. He looks at the other with a confused look.
"Just because you fucked me, I'm not your best friend."
Donghae chuckled. "Such big words for a sixteen year old." Hyukjae looked at him, smirking. "You weren't complaining a couple of minutes ago." He opened his mouth to say something, but his laziness got to him and he stayed that way, looking at the other, the other looking at him. "Wow, staring at me even though we already did it? You are one horny bastard." Donghae thought back to Heechul and he grinned. He likes this kid, but he just found the devil's minion. "My hyung will like you. He'll approve of you. He'll probably try getting with you."
Hyukjae rolled his eyes.
"Great, just what I need." Hyukjae started to walk ahead. "You don't even know what he looks like!" The younger chuckles. "Yes, I do!" Donghae pouted. This kid is so interesting. He wishes it wouldn't only be tonight they would meet and chat like this. Maybe he could pester the other in scho-! "Yah!" He turned around and his eyes widened. Speak of the devil. "You've been chasing him all night! Then you guys fucked and now you're going to let him go?! He's hot! If you want to get him in bed in the future, then you need to go chase him again!"
Donghae sighed.
"He's looking for you anyway. You meddling son of a bit-." "Finish that sentence and you'll see death." As Heechul said that the guy from earlier showed up, looking utterly fucked. "Oh hey, death," Donghae chuckled at the confused man. Heechul grabbed the other's arm defensively. "He isn't death, he's an angel." Donghae rolled his eyes. "Whatever, I have to go find him." Donghae bit his lower lip and smirked as he started on his way to find the other. He doesn't know why, but he really likes the chase. He likes this kid.
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Not that explicit
Pairing: HaeHyuk
Summary: Donghae's hyung decides to give him a late Christmas present: Going to a bar in the red light district and picking out a prostitute. However, Donghae is more interested in why the star student two grades below him is in this bar.
A/N: Just an overused plot with an amazing pairing. Merry Belated Christmas <3 Especially to jvklover
Who totally needs to get on her journal and update it for once. P.S, I'm sorry for my fail!smut. I don't write it that much.
"I don't care if you don't want a Christmas present! I got you one!"
"Christmas already passed, anyway. So it doesn't matter." The other man gets a sly grin. "Let's just say... I couldn't give this to you on Christmas. Trust me though, you're going to love it. Stop being such an uptight man. I mean, you have two weeks off from school. Be happy and have some fun." "Fine." Donghae knew there was no use in trying to argue with his hyung anyway, because that man was damn persistent when he wanted something. The said man smiled brightly and clapped his hands in victory and excitement, though, Donghae could see something in the older man's eyes letting him know the other already knew he was going to win before it even begun.
Donghae shifts on the foot stool-which, in his opinion, is pretty comfy.
He looks around the large, spacious, fancy, chic room. The style of it is to be expected from the man who owns the house. The man is, in all ways, a flamboyant perfectionist. He heaves a heavy sigh and looks back to his hyung. He wonders if he should ask what this present is, but then he wonders if that would make him sound eager-which, honestly, he was by no means anticipating his present-and he decides if there is any possibility that the other might think he wants whatever the hell it is he is giving the younger, then that idea is just garbage.
He doesn't know what to do, so he decides to look at the other.
He opens his lips to say something, anything, but his laziness got to him and he settled for just staying as he is. The older just stared back at him with a smirk on his face, and Donghae was sure he was looking at the devil. The other's smirk broadened and he raised his eyebrows. "Listen, I know I'm hot and all, but please, don't stare." Donghae rolled his eyes. Yes, he's looking at the conceited, perverted, flamboyant devil. "Please, hyung. Like I'd ever think of you like that." The other's smirk turns as big as the Cheshire's Cat grin. "Believe me, I know you do. How do I know this? Well, its simple. You are eighteen, and your hormones are like a raging bull, and I'm the hot, spicy, red target."
Donghae's hyung winks at him and he shakes his head fiercely.
"Not really." His hyung just chuckles. They get silent again. It lasts for a while and for the briefest of moments, Donghae thinks back to four years ago, when he was fourteen and his hyung was his age. He remembers how he would do the forbidden and pleasure himself to thoughts of the older. He almost feels like throwing up because of that thought. "Aren't you even curious as to what your present is," the older asks with a bit of too much excitement. "Not in the least." His hyung clicks his tongue and stands up from his place on the couch. He puts his left hand on his hip and smirks. "That's what you're saying now. But later you are going to be down on your knees, with your hands clasped saying 'oh, Chullie! I love you! This is the best present ever!' Just wait. You'll see, Donghae."
The younger man chuckles at the outrageousness of that sentence.
"I doubt it, Chullie." The older man smirks and Donghae wonders when he dies, is he going to hell for befriending the devil? There is yet another awkward silence that falls on them and Donghae is the one to break the tension. He stands from his spot on the cushioned foot rest, stretches his arms over his head-his thin white v-neck lifting a little-and says with the straightest of all faces,"I think I want to go to heaven. We should stop spending time together." The older man gives him a confused look, but decides it doesn't really matter and shrugs his shoulders. "Doesn't matter, there is no heaven anyway." Donghae walks into the kitchen, deciding they've had this conversation one too many and he doesn't want to have it yet again. It would be, the fiftieth time, perhaps? Maybe more.
~~~
It was a long three hours before he finally snapped and asked what his present was.
Heechul had just smirked that regular smirk and checked his watch. "Took you long enough," he had said, before a wicked look morphed with his regular evil self and he continued with," perfect timing too." The older man had stood and told Donghae to wait as he walked up stairs to-Donghae was guessing-his room. The younger had secretly checked the time. Ten twenty-seven is the perfect timing?
The older man came back down holding his cell phone.
He tilted it to the side in the air to try and make it as obvious as possible. "Was just getting this from my room." Donghae nodded. "You never told me..." The older man nodded. "Yes, I understand this." He motioned for the younger to follow him out of the front door and Donghae did just that. "So," he asked as he looked at Heechul as the man locked the front door. "So," he mocked the younger, dragging the word out as he passed the other and started walking towards his car, pulling the car keys from his jacket and beeping the car, making it unlock. Donghae grunted in irritation and followed suit of the older male, getting into the car too. Heechul chuckled. "Don't worry, Hae. I know you're wondering what the hell it is, but trust me. You'll find out soon enough, and I guarantee you're going to love it.
~~~
"I hate it," Donghae said as he sat perched on the bar stool.
Heechul just chuckled and pat the other's back. "How can you say that to your hyung? It really hurts his feelings." Donghae shakes his head in frustration. "I don't care. I don't like this. Not one bit." He turns in his seat and rests his elbows on the countertop. The older male sighs and also turns in his seat. He puts his arms down on the countertop and eyes the younger, looking for some kind of expression. "Dong~hae?" The other just rolls his eyes.
"Hey! Stop being so mean to your hyung!"
The other just chuckles a bit. "You expect me not to be?" He looks back over his shoulder and eyes the men, standing around the room, trying to act natural but as seductive as possible. He turns his head forward and then looks at Heechul. "You're trying to get me to hook up with a prostitute. If I really want to get laid, I can just fuck someone at school. There isn't any need to waste your money on something as disgusting as the human trafficking system." Heechul grunts in irritation. "For your information, I don't think it's that disgusting. Its smart. Someone is horny and they get a fuck and money out of it. I think that's a pretty sweet deal." The younger rolls his eyes. "Yeah, because I'm sure each and every one of them loves it. Getting beat and sold and abused. I bet they think it's the best too."
"Listen up, Donghae. I'm just trying to give you a good time."
Heechul sighs. "I'd rather shag you than one of them, and the thought of getting with you disgusts me too." The other puts his hand over his chest in mock hurt. "Hey, that hurts!" Donghae laughs. "Good, it was supposed to." Heechul lets out a little chuckle. "Can you please be a little open minded and at least think about it?" Donghae turns back around and looks at the people again. He turns back to his hyung. "I'll think about it." The elder's face brightens as a smile forms it's way onto his face. "Good! Now... if you don't mind... I figured you would be getting with someone, so I invited a few drinking buddies..." "Go ahead, Chullie. If I decide I want to, I'll come find you, okay?"
Heechul smiles and clasps his hands.
"Oh, how I do love you! Oh I do! I'll see you later, okay?" Donghae nods and looks around him, feeling a bit embarrassed by the extra attention his hyung had gained him. He watches at the other bounces and prances away and he wishes he could be as fine with all of this as he is. He watched as across the room his hyung starts sucking face with some man. "Must be that China guy he rambles about." He stands, deciding sitting isn't making him any happier. He doesn't understand why he had to even be here. Couldn't his hyung be more normal and not give him sex for Christmas? Besides, what he said earlier was true. If he wanted to shove his dick in someone, he could just always get some girl or guy at his school to do it. After all, he's the most popular in his grade.
He looks forward and focuses on the people passing him.
Eww, who is he trying to impress with that mustache? He looks like a porn star. Ugh. Talk about trying to act twenty when you're forty. Whore, what kind of outfit is that? He looks like a pedophile. He looks creepy. Talk about weird. He's obviously a gaming nerd... kinda cute. Wait. Don't I know him? Yeah! He's... oh. Crap. What's his name? Donghae stopped once he reached the wall and he stood against it, watching the other. Trying to remember why he looked so familiar. Whoever he is... he's kinda really cute. Donghae watched as someone approached the guy he was so desperately trying to remember. He narrowed his eyes at the man who smiled. "What the hell is his name?"
~~~
It had been about an hour and he was still standing against the wall.
He was still watching the other, who was smiling and dancing with two other men. One was grinding into him from the back, another was grinding against his front. Donghae was furious. How old was that guy?! He's basically a kid! He knows he is in his school... but definitely not his grade. So that means he isn't of age. He isn't of age and those other people definitely are well above their teenage years. The one behind the kid looks well into his late twenties.
He feels he had enough.
"Fuck this," Donghae says as he pushed off of the wall with his foot and walks through the crowd. He could feel discomfort in his pants and he mentally curses the other. He sighs and before he even realizes it, his body is heading in the same direction as the other. As he walks by, he hears the man grinding from behind-desperately grabbing his little ecstasy toy's shoulders and grinding hard-whimper, "Oh, Eunhyuk." He stops in his tracks, a little disgusted by the sight. He gulps and clears his throat. The hell? Is he nervous? No! He is Donghae. Lee Donghae. He doesn't get nervous. Everyone wants him and he gets everyone he wants. He cleared his throat again and got close to the three men.
"Your name is Eunhyuk... is it?"
All three stop. The man in the middle looks at him, stunned. Donghae feels a little cocky upon realization the other knows who he is and that's why his expression changed drastically. What he wasn't expecting was the kid's eyes to narrow, almost dangerously. Donghae felt like he should go check to make sure the kid hadn't burned any holes into him. "My name is Eunhyuk." It was spat out at him. Donghae didn't understand what this guy had against him. "What... the hell? What have I ever done to you to deserve that tone?" He guessed the idiot that was rubbing his dick against "Eunhyuk's" ass got tired of waiting because he started to do it again.
This obviously irritated the kid because he detached the leech.
He started to walk away from Donghae and the two horny men. "You actually just made me soft. Great." Donghae watched his back as he left. He looked at the two men and then thought about the words. He made him soft? He chuckled deeply and kept his eyes on the prize. He liked this; the chase. Because in the end, he always gets what he wants. Besides, didn't his hyung bring him here for a good fuck?
He did what came natural to him. He followed the other.
His smirk was intact the whole time. He stopped at the bar, right next to the younger who was sitting facing the bar tender. He studied the other and couldn't help but think that pout was a tad bit cute. "You know, you never answered my question." The other nodded. "Yes, I'm aware." Donghae rolled his eyes. "Well, I'm waiting." The other stayed silent, with his elbows rested on the counter and his eyes locked on empty space. The older of the two became a little curious and decide to hell with it and looked down. He smirked as he realized he definitely didn't make the other soft. "That was disgusting, you know?" Donghae barely even got a grunt in return, but he decided to answer the unasked question. "Those guys were way older than you."
"Eunhyuk" shrugged and looked in the opposite direction of Donghae;to his left.
"So... you go to my school. Don't you?" The younger rolled his eyes. "Not that it's any of your business, but yes. I do." Donghae smirked. "Oh good. You know that we go to the same school, therefore you must know me. So I guess an introduction isn't needed on my part." Donghae smirked. Oh, his ego has been boosted. The other stayed silent, and Donghae prided himself when he saw a tint of pink cover the younger man's cheeks. So, this kid isn't totally badass, is he? "Well then... I'm pretty sure your name isn't Eunhyuk, so what's your name?" The younger pouted and rolled his eyes. Donghae wondered how he could be so irresistibly cute and so annoying at the same time.
The younger got up from his seat and started to walk away.
Donghae pouted at the leaving figure. He shook his head. He isn't giving up that easily. He followed the other through the crowd, dodging the horny guys. His eyes were set on the target the whole time. "Hey! Babe," Donghae yelled as he ran up along side the other, slinging his arm around the kid's shoulders. "Don't call me that." The older raised his eyebrows. "Tell me your name, and then I'll stop calling you that." The younger gritted his teeth. "I told you, my name is Eunhyuk." The older rolled his eyes. "Bull. I don't believe you. Now come on, babe. Tell me your real name."
He shrugged his right shoulder in an attempt to make the other get off.
Donghae laughs and grips the other's left shoulder with his hand a bit tightly as he pressed himself closer. "Baby, it isn't that easy to get rid of me." The younger rolled his eyes. "If only you knew how much I hate you." They were immobile; Donghae draping himself across the younger who stood with his arms crossed and an irritated look on his face. Donghae switched his left hand to the younger man's right shoulder and he put his right hand on the left shoulder and made the kid face him. He smirked and leaned in, placing his lips on the younger man's neck, forcing the other to stay.
He smiled onto the skin, mouthing, "I don't think you hate me, do you? Baby?"
The younger pushed Donghae away. "Fuck you! You horny bastard!" Donghae smirked. "Oh, that's the right way of thinking." The younger rolled his eyes. "Leave me alone!" Donghae eyed the person who walked up behind his "prey." "Hyukjae, I'm going to go, can you get a ride home?" That's your name! Donghae smirked at the younger who's eyes widened in shock. His mouth opened. "I-I..." He realized he couldn't find away around letting the other know that is truly his name. He sighed and turned to the person behind him. "Jungsu... this isn't a place I'm familiar with. You're not really going to leave me here, are you?" He did his best to make puppy dog eyes. Jungsu just chuckled. "You know you can't go home yet... Besides. My house is always open to you except tonight.
Hyukjae looks at his shoes, and Donghae wonders why he can't go home.
Why he needs a second home to always be open to him, and most importantly, why would this man-whoever he is... Jungsu, is it?-leave someone so... shy, so vulnerable alone in such an area? Donghae guesses the other thought that way too because he voiced the question. "Why would you leave me in this place all alone?! Stranded by myself?! Do you even know how dangerous it is down here?!" The older man laughed and looked at Donghae. Or, he thinks the older man looked at him. He could've sworn he saw him look in his direction, but maybe it's just him.
"I don't think you're so alone, Hyukjae."
The youngest of the three sneered. "Trust me, I'd rather be alone and raped then with him." Jungsu laughed. It was an awkward laugh. A little chuckle of the sorts. "Don't say such things," he said as he looked around the room, eyeing the men in it, looking at all the shady characters. Hyukjae rolled his eyes. "Jungsu~!" He was whining and Donghae couldn't help but think it's cute. He looks at the younger man's back. Its pretty toned for his age. He brings his eyes to the older who sighs tiredly. "Listen, Hyukjae. Do you remember my friend, Heechul?" Donghae's eyes widen at the mention of that specific name. He couldn't possibly be talking about his hyung, could he?
Hyukjae nods with big eyes of wonderment.
"Good, he said he'd take you home later. But he has to take his dongsaeng home too. Okay, that's too much to be a coincidence. "Wait, are you talking about Kim Heechul?" Jungsu's eyes widen but then he nods. "You mean... pervert? Flamboyant, crazy? There might be something wrong inside that head of his?" Jungsu laughs. "Yes, that Kim Heechul." Hyukjae looked between Jungsu and Donghae. No. No. No. No. No. This couldn't be happening to Hyukjae. No. Donghae smirked and looked at Hyukjae, realizing the younger was piecing it together.
"Don't worry Jungsu, I'm that dongsaeng he was talking about!"
The oldest of all three gave Hyukjae a look of pity. Jungsu smiled at Hyukjae and put his hand out. He put it on the back of the younger man's head and pulled Hyukjae to him. He kissed the younger on the forehead. "I'll see you later, be good." With that, Jungsu walked away, throwing a glare over his shoulder at Donghae, that is. Or... at least the eighteen year old swears he saw a glare directed in his direction.
"So, I guess you're stuck with me," the older of the two said as he snaked his arm around the younger man's waist. Hyukjae gritted his teeth and grabbed Donghae's arm and threw it off of him. "Fuck you." Donghae laughed loudly as the other walked away. "How many times do I have to tell you that's the plan," he yelled after Hyukjae. He sighed and looked around him at the people who were pretending like he wasn't even there;just dancing. He looked forward in the direction the younger went and sighed again. "More trouble than it's worth."
~~~
In the end, Hyukjae got stuck with Donghae.
The older wouldn't leave him aline, but they constantly bickered. Donghae really was getting frustrated, but he could see that the other was breaking. More than once he had caught the other looking over his body-usually it ending with Hyukjae staring at Donghae's lap for a couple of minutes, and the older would do his best to spread his legs and make himself look enticing.
"Could you stop being so uptight and just let me fuck you?"
Hyukjae cringed, and Donghae prided himself at the flushed color to the younger man's cheeks. "I'm not being uptight. I just don't want your dick anywhere near me." Donghae clicked his tongue. This would be so much easier if the younger could just drink. Then he could get the kid drunk, then he could take the kid home and then he cum on the kid's face. He sighs and rests his face in his palm. "Tell me, Hyukjae, aren't you the top in your class?" Hyukjae looks at the top of the table they were sitting at. "Yes, I am." Donghae clicked his tongue. "What is someone so smart, doing in such a trashy place?" Hyukjae laughed. "I can have fun too." Donghae smiled.
"I never said you couldn't, obviously, I'm all for it."
Donghae palmed himself through his pants to emphasize. Hyukjae made a disgusted face. "Whatever, you're gross." Donghae chuckled a bit. No one has ever said that to him. "You have this tough side to you, don't you?" Hyukjae looked at Donghae curiously, not understand where the other was trying to get with this. "What I'm trying to say is... you get bullied a lot, don't you?" Hyukjae only stares at the table.
"Well, do you?"
Hyukjae nods. "So? What's it to you?" Donghae smirks. "If you're so nerdy, and you get bullied so much, where does this... seductive badass side of you come from?" Hyukjae scoffed. "Listen, just because I have this so called 'vulnerable' side to me, doesn't mean I'm not ready to mess somebody up if the fuck with me." Donghae chuckles. "How old are you, Hyukjae?" The younger eyes Donghae. "Sixteen." Donghae can't help but smile. "You're just a baby!" Hyukjae rolls his eyes. "Fuck you. I'm tired of waiting. I'm walking home." Donghae scoffs as the younger gets up and starts pushing his way through the crowd. He stands and sighs. He starts pushing his way through the crowd. The things he'd do for a good lay. No, there is something different. He wants the other.
He doesn't know why he does though.
So he just pushes past people, as fast as he can so he could catch up with the other. He bumps shoulders very hard against someone and he doesn't even notice who it is. If he did, he would swear that his hyung is actually more evil than the devil. Though, he doesn't see the other because his eyes are focused on the younger;his target. He hits other people along his way, but no one really pays mind, because its normal in this place. It's so packed with people dancing and grinding. He grits his teeth as he follows the other.
This is so irritating.
"Hyukjae! I swear, I am going to kill you," Donghae yells as he finally grabs ahold of the younger man's shoulder. Hyukjae just glares at his and tries to get out of the grip. Donghae decides he's had enough of this cat and mouse game. He's never tried this hard for something. He's wasted nearly an hour on this kid. "Come here," he spits out as he grabs the other's arm tightly, making the other whimper in pain. "Get off of me," Hyukjae yells as he tries to jerk his arm back. Donghae is too strong for him though and he finds himself being pulled.
Donghae doesn't know where he's going though.
He's just pulling blindly hoping he'll end up somewhere he could just get on with this. He's happy to find his feet led him to a bath room and he pushes the younger ahead of him, through the door and into the bathroom. He eyes the men in the bathroom. He glares at them as he waits for them to leave. "Come on... hurry. Hurry. Hurry," Donghae mutters to himself. He smirks as the last man leaves and he would usually scrunch his nose in disgust because bathrooms definitely isn't his forte, but he's been turned on all night and his dick is going to explode if he doesn't get some ass. He pushes the other by the shoulders, causing him to stumble. He smirks as the younger catchers himself on a sink and he turns back around to the door. He feels like he's gained evilness under the devil's influence as he locks the door.
"Hyukjae, we're going to have some fun."
He feels like, maybe this is how Heechul feels when he's taunting Donghae, because he feels it go straight to his groin when the other blushes in embarrassment and his eyes widen in denial. "No! We're not!" Hyukjae stomps his way up to the door and goes to unlock it, but he gasps when Donghae grabs his hand roughly. "I wasn't kidding, Hyukkie. You have no say." Hyukjae gulped. "Donghae, I'm not kidding." Hyukjae pulled his hand away and tried for the lock again. Donghae chuckled. "I'm not kidding either." Donghae grabbed the other man's shoulder and pushed him back. He slowly walked, anticipating each step until, finally, Hyukjae's back hit the wall.
He smirked.
"Well then, isn't this going to be fun," he asked as he eyed the other up and down. His eyes landed on the other man's lap and he wanted to chuckle when he thought of the kid's earlier words. He definitely didn't make him soft. If any thing, he had the complete opposite effect, because now, through his grey skinny jeans, Hyukjae's erection was very obvious. Hyukjae squirmed a little, uncomfortable under the other's eyes. "D-Donghae. Stop it." He pushed the other in an attempt to get away, but it was just in vain because it only aroused Donghae more.
"You know, I like the fight."
Donghae smirked. "Truthfully, it ending up like this is your own fault, because earlier you were basically dry humping those disgusting men, but when it came to me, you couldn't even think about doing anything with. So really, me, pushing you against this wall and holding you here is your own fault. Because if you just accepted my advances, I could be fucking you into a soft mattress right now." Donghae smirked at the blush that appeared on the other man's cheeks. The other's eyes were getting watery but he tried keeping a cool composure as he turned his head to the left and refused to look at Donghae. "You know, when we get on with this, you're going to look at me."
Donghae grabbed the other's chin, forcing him to meet his eyes.
In all honesty, he didn't want to hurt the other. He isn't that cruel. But damn, he was horny and this guy was the reason he was horny and he's been dealing with this for about an hour and he just wants this so bad. "Hyukkie~ you're so cute." The younger man glared at him. "Fuck you. Don't call me that. Only my friends can call me that." Donghae frowned. "And to think, I thought after this we could become friends." Hyukjae's glare intensified. "Like I'd ever want to be friends with someone as sick as you," he yelled as he thrashed his body, trying in one last attempt to get away. He didn't want this.
Donghae laughed.
"You're so cute." He leaned in, hovering his lips over Hyukjae's lips. "Tell me you want this." The younger shook his head. "I don't want this!" Donghae sighed. Well, maybe after all of this he won't have a conscience. He leaned in the rest of the way, gripping the other's neck in his palm and the other's chin in his fingers. He pressed his lips against Hyukjae's lips. Softly, sweetly, and carefully. The younger man's eyes widened in shock. He couldn't believe it. He seemed to be in momentary shock because he didn't nothing but stand there, pressed against the wall. Donghae pulled away, smiling softly. The other tasted like strawberries. How cute.
He wanted more.
He went to lean back in, ready to claim his prize but Hyukjae screamed. "Get the fuck off of me!" Then he swung his right leg in an attempt to get the other off. "Get off!" He hit the other in the chest with his left fist. Donghae looked at the younger with sad eyes and a pout. He released the other's chin and swiftly grabbed the hand hitting him. He pulled the other hand up along with the other, right above Hyukjae's head. "To think, I don't even want to restrain you, but it looks like I have to." He clicked his tongue and held both hands up with his left hand, while his right traveled down Hyukjae's chest, down his abdomen and right above his pelvis. "You're never going to wear a belt again, I bet."
Hyukjae wanted to ask what he meant.
Though, he was silenced when smooth fingers started to unbuckle his belt. Donghae was fast, but it felt like forever to Hyukjae as he listened to the notches unlock, one by one. Donghae has smiled in victory for getting it off and he held it up in front of Hyukjae. "And now, here comes the restraint." Donghae pushed Hyukjae to the floor, making him kneel. "You look good on your knees," he commented as he made the other put his hands behind his back. He fastened them together with the belt and pulled on the belt to make sure it was tight. "Where'd you learn to do that," Hyukjae asked, wondering how many other people the older male has done this to?
"I didn't learn it anywhere," Donghae said as he stood from his crouching position.
Hyukjae scoffed. "Yeah right." Donghae smiled. The other is still trying to act tough. He grabbed the other by the shoulders and made him turn around. "Stand up," Donghae muttered as he brought the other to his feet, with much reluctancy from Hyukjae. He pushed the back over to the sink, looking at his own reflection in the mirror, wondering if he's really going to go through with this, doubting himself. But he shook his head because Hyukjae's leg just brushed his groin, and fuck, he's so horny right now. He leaned Hyukjae back over the sink.
He brought his lips to the other man's neck, kissing softly.
Hyukjae inhaled sharply and tried to push the other off with his body. "Get off of me!" Donghae put his left hand over the other's mouth and brought his right to his own mouth. He put his index finger in front of his mouth. "Shhh." Hyukjae stared at Donghae in disbelief and could feel his own face flushing. How could someone doing... this to him be so damn cute?! "Don't worry baby, this will feel good."
Donghae smirked as he leaned down.
He put his mouth back on Hyukjae's neck and brought his right hand down to lay on Hyukjae's abdomen, keeping the left one over the younger man's mouth. He lightly nipped at the exposed skin, mentally thanking whoever it was that made v-necks because it shows so much skin. Hyukjae gasped. He doesn't want this. He definitely doesn't. Not one bit. Though he could feel his jeans tightening a bit more because of the sensation on his neck from Donghae sucking on his neck, and his skin is tingling because Donghae's hand is resting on his stomach and he swears his skin is about to catch on fire.
Donghae licked at the spot he was working on, satisfied.
"You taste good."
Hyukjae flushed even more. He looked to his left, trying to avoid Donghae's gaze. He didn't want to pay any attention to the other because this was so, so wrong. He felt triumph when he heard Donghae whine from lack of attention. He was priding himself when he felt a hand slide over his crotch. "What the fu-!" Donghae took advantage of the younger man's surprise because he put his lips to the other's lips and let his tongue explore. Yes, the other really did taste good, inside and out. Hyukjae's eyes widened. He couldn't believe this guy! Though, he had to admit it was getting tiring trying to fight. But that doesn't mean he'll give up. He bit down, softly, because hey, he doesn't want to hurt Donghae. The older pulled back pouting. "You bit my tongue." Hyukjae glared. "I'm aware," he spat. Donghae wanted to chuckle. Too cute, too cute. He smiled and leaned back in, kissing the other on the jaw quickly before dropping to his knees.
"Since I'm feeling pretty nice," Donghae said.
Hyukjae was confused but he was pretty sure he got the gist of it when the older man started to unbutton his jeans. He squeezed his eyes shut. No. He's never had anyone... no! He doesn't want this to be with Donghae of all people. He barely even knows Donghae. He's never talked to the other before, and quite frankly he doesn't really like the other. "Stop it. Stop. Stop it," Hyukjae yelled as Donghae slowly unzipped it, notch by notch. Hyukjae could feel each one. Donghae smiled softly, trying to reassure Hyukjae, but he also was trying to reassure himself because he wasn't so sure he wanted to do this if there was a chance of hurting the other. He doesn't want to play the bad guy.
Though, Hyukjae calms down and so does his nerves.
He smiles and pulls Hyukjae's jeans down, taking in the sight before him, quite liking it. He presses his face close to it and inhales the scent, finding it strangely addictive. Hyukjae looks at Donghae like he's crazy. He's watched porn before and no one ever did that, and honestly, it is a bit creepy. Donghae smiled to himself, not realizing how weird he looked to the other. But Hyukjae's thoughts didn't last long because before he knew it, Donghae put his mouth to the other's clothed member and started to mouth at it. There's just something addictive about him. The older smiled up Hyukjae. It isn't like he hasn't done this before (he recalls kneeling on the boy's bathroom floor in front of his friend's crush, Kim Jaejoong. Oh, what a bad friend he was for doing that), but he is so nervous for some reason. The brief thought of "what if I mess up" crosses his mind and then he feels he's officially has gone crazy because he feels like some virgin who has never touched another man before.
So, to prove himself... to himself, he yanks down Hyukjae's boxers.
The sixteen year old gasps in shock and from the cold gush of air on his arousal. Donghae sits back on his heels and admires the sight in front of him. The kid is pretty well endowed. Without any warning, Donghae puts his lips around the tip. Damn, even the taste of his dick is amazing. Donghae still feels nervous so he decides to prove himself further and goes down as far as he can, swallowing. Hyukjae screams. He was just deep throated. That fast into being blown he was deep throated. He decides this is the best blowjob he's ever had. Well, then again, it is his first one, and he's hoping one of many as Donghae brings his head up and bobs it back down, quickly, repeating the action again and again.
Donghae sucks a bit harder as his thoughts get to him.
You're nervous, you're nervous. You are so fucking nervous. He most certainly isn't. He's done this millions of times, what would he be nervous about? He knows he's good at it (Jaejoong had said so, he even pat Donghae on the head. If he was good then, his first time doing it, then he's definitely good now.) and he knows he won't mess up. So what is he so nervous about? He sucks a bit harder and his head shoots up as he hears a delicious sounding moan come from the younger. He smirks around the length in his mouth. That's too perfect for words. Hyukjae's face is blushing and his closed eyelids are fluttering. Hyukjae's opens his eyes slowly as he realized the wonderful sensation has stopped, so he looks down at Donghae, who is just staring at the younger. "W-what," Hyukjae asks nervously.
The eighteen year old shakes his head.
"Nothing... you're just... you're so cute." Hyukjae's face gets tens time more red and he turns his head to the left, trying to avoid the other's gaze. "Do you like looking at that door or something," Donghae asks while chuckling. Hyukjae in return doesn't say anything but he looks at the floor, embarrassed. Donghae smiles up at the older. He's about to get back to what he's doing, so he leans forward, but he feels discomfort in his pants as he does so. He was intent on proving himself... to himself, that he had forgotten all about trying to relieve his problem.
So he stands to his feet.
Hyukjae looks up to Donghae's face, fright etched on his features. The older can't help but think this kid is too cute for words. He grabs Hyukjae by the shoulders and spins the younger around. He can't help but stare at the other's ass, forgetting that the other can see through the reflection in the mirror. This only occurs to him when Hyukjae clears his throat and their eyes meet in the mirror. He smiles at the other sheepishly. But he isn't really sorry. He looks back down and licks his lips. He looks back up to the mirror, trying to meet eyes that are looking to the right, back at that damned door.
The brunette brings his hand down to his pants.
He palms himself through the front of his jeans and lets out a little moan, liking the way the younger shudders at the sound. He smirks and fingers at his zipper, teasing himself, moaning, watching as the other shakes and shudders, clenching and unclenching his jaw. He likes the affect he has on the other man, and he can't help but think he wants this in the future. He chuckles a bit and then finally grabs hold of the zipper, pulling it down swiftly. He rubs himself again. He brings his fingers to the elastic of his boxers and slips the index finger under it. Slowly he releases himself from the cloth.
Donghae mentally sighs.
He wishes he had lube or something so he would be sure he doesn't hurt the other. He decides he'll just have to settle for saliva not that he minds it all that much. He pet the back of the other's hair, liking the feel of the soft blonde locks. The younger looked up with worried eyes and met Donghae's eyes in the mirror. Donghae smirked, trying to keep that cool, calm sexiness he had earlier. He guessed it didn't really help Hyukjae because he looked back to the door, and he probably remembered the older male's words about his straying eyes because they immediately darted to the floor. He kneels down. "Don't worry, this may feel weird at first, but you'll like it soon enough."
Hyukjae's eyebrows furrow in confusion.
He looks back up to the mirror to see what the other is talking about and his jaw drops a bit as he sees the other kneeling behind him. He gasps as he feels Donghae's hands on his cheeks, spreading him. He can't believe this is really happening. He can't believe this is happened with Lee Donghae of all people. Why Lee Donghae?! Out everyone it could possibly be! It had to be the Lee Donghae. He feels his body shaking from nerves and his own thoughts. Then he feels it. A tongue. On his... on him. A wet tongue that feels so good, so... "wow." He hears Donghae chuckle and he can't help but think the other is a cocky bastard, but the older spread his cheeks even more and he feels that tongue prod even more, he knows the eighteen year old has a reason for being so full of himself.
His face feels like it's boiling.
He can't help but feel like he needs more. He wants more. So he pushes back. And the tongue goes deeper. And he feels like he's in a sauna, that's on fire and someone just added fuel because he just keeps getting hotter. Especially when Donghae snakes his hand around to the front of Hyukjae and he starts rubbing the younger man's stomach. It is pleasurable in an odd way, and strangely comforting for his nerves. He wants more. More than a tongue. "D-Donghae?"
The said man looked up from behind Hyukjae.
Their eyes met in the mirror. "Hmm?" Hyukjae looks to the floor in embarrassment. He doesn't want to voice the question. On the other hand, Donghae is confused as hell. "What is it, baby?" Hyukjae blushes even more from the nickname. "I told you not to call me that," he mutters. Donghae smirks. "I told you I wasn't going to stop calling you that unless you tell me your real name." "You know my real name,"Hyukjae shouts defensively. Donghae chuckles and wags his finger. "You didn't tell me it though." Hyukjae pouts. "No fair."
There is a silence between them.
"What did you want, baby?" Hyukjae blushes as he thinks of what he wanted. "C-can you...?" Donghae smirked in realization. "Can I...?" The sixteen year old grunted in irritation. "Stop being a bully! You know what I want to ask!" Donghae laughed. "Is that what I'm being... a bully?" He trails his fingers down the younger man's spine. He smiles. Hyukjae whines. "Ple~ase." It's too cute. "No." But he wants to have a little fun. Hyukjae shifts a little.
"Can you at least untie me?!"
Donghae chuckles lowly. "I like you this way," he says as he taps on the belt. The younger pouts again. "Stop being so mean." Donghae smiles and looks down further. He could feel himself throbbing in his jeans and he decides that's enough teasing. "Fine, just tell me what you want." Hyukjae looks up and meets Donghae's eyes in the mirror and something compels him to speak, so he does. "F-Fuck me." Donghae smiles in triumph but he feels himself shudder because that was damn sexy. He brings his hand up to his mouth and spits in it.
"It may hurt a bit."
"I don't care. I want it. Just do it." Donghae shrugs his shoulders back and brings his hand to his dick and lathers it with his spit. He brings his hand back up to his mouth and spits in it again and repeats the action-he doesn't want to hurt the other. He takes himself in his hand and looks in the mirror at Hyukjae's face. "Are you sure...?" Hyukjae pushes his ass back in the air, trying to make his point. Donghae smirks. He remembers earlier in the night when he first pursued the other and the younger wanted nothing to do with him, and now, here he is, practically begging for it.
He lines the head up with Hyukjae's entrance.
"This might hurt," he warns. Hyukjae nods. "Please," he says in a hushed tone, a whisper, wanting something, anything. He just needs it. He doesn't know why, and he knows he'll regret it, but he wants it. So bad. He feels a push at his entrance and he tightens his hands, scratching at his palms. He clenches his jaw as he feels the head push through, painfully slow. It hurts. Really bad. He starts to think, maybe this wasn't such a good idea, but as soon as the though is in his head, he feels a lightening on his wrist. He tries to move his hands to find out why it feels that way and he realizes the retraints are gone. He turns his head back to look at Donghae with questioning eyes.
The other smiles lightly.
Happiness and warmth is on his lips, and Hyukjae wants to smile. But before he could, he shouts out as Donghae pushes fully into him. He wasn't expecting the intrusion and he wants to glare at the other. Instead he just managed to pant out "cocky bastard" as he brought his hands around front and steadied himself on the sink. The eighteen year old chuckles and taps the other on the younger man's ass. Hyukjae looks up into the mirror, looking at the other who is just standing there, looking down at his dick burrowed deep into the younger. Donghae smirks and looks up to the mirror, meeting Hyukjae's gaze. His smirk turns more wicked and he grabs ahold of the blonde's hips and pulls out until only the tip is left in, and then he slams back in. "F-Fuck," Hyukjae says quietly. Donghae chuckles to himself.
"You like that?"
He licks the corner of his lips and bites down on his tongue. Hyukjae smiles as he watches the other look down and concentrate on the task at hand. He can't help but think it's cute how the other is sticking out his tongue. But he can't really think straight because the brunette just pulled out again and damn it hurts. "Don't worry, it gets better. I promise." Donghae pushes himself back in, slowly. He doesn't want to hurt the younger man. He rocks his hips, experimentally and he looks back up, meeting the younger man's eyes who gaze never left him. He prides himself when he sees the blonde's mouth drop in ecstasy. So he does it again. And again. And again.
~~~
Hyukjae walked out of the bathroom, a slight limp in his step.
"Oh my gawd, oh my gawd, oh my gawd." He whispered to himself as he thought back to what just happened. He just... he just got fucked by Lee Donghae, a.k.a one of the most popular guys in his school, famous for his good looks and being a player. "Damn," he says very droned out and worriedly. What would his older brother think about this? No. His brother isn't going to find out unless he tells him, which he most certainly won't. Well... he could find out if Donghae tells him, but why would the older do that? He stops in his steps and turn to look back.
He just remembered he needed a ride home.
Lucky him, the guy who just sucked him off and shoved his dick in his ass gets to give him a ride home. He blushes as he sees the brunette walk out of the bathroom, a smirk on his face and he was adjusting his belt. The older man walks up to him and slings his left arm around his shoulders.
~~~
Donghae felt like he was on top of the world.
That was amazing. It wasn't that... active. Or, how should he put it? He wasn't tying the other up, dripping hot wax across the other's chest and biting until the other bleeds while he moans past a ball gag, but gawd. He feels that was just as amazing, if not better. He smiles at the blonde, liking the way the younger man's face flushed. He wasn't expecting for his arm to be shrugged off. He looks at the other with a confused look.
"Just because you fucked me, I'm not your best friend."
Donghae chuckled. "Such big words for a sixteen year old." Hyukjae looked at him, smirking. "You weren't complaining a couple of minutes ago." He opened his mouth to say something, but his laziness got to him and he stayed that way, looking at the other, the other looking at him. "Wow, staring at me even though we already did it? You are one horny bastard." Donghae thought back to Heechul and he grinned. He likes this kid, but he just found the devil's minion. "My hyung will like you. He'll approve of you. He'll probably try getting with you."
Hyukjae rolled his eyes.
"Great, just what I need." Hyukjae started to walk ahead. "You don't even know what he looks like!" The younger chuckles. "Yes, I do!" Donghae pouted. This kid is so interesting. He wishes it wouldn't only be tonight they would meet and chat like this. Maybe he could pester the other in scho-! "Yah!" He turned around and his eyes widened. Speak of the devil. "You've been chasing him all night! Then you guys fucked and now you're going to let him go?! He's hot! If you want to get him in bed in the future, then you need to go chase him again!"
Donghae sighed.
"He's looking for you anyway. You meddling son of a bit-." "Finish that sentence and you'll see death." As Heechul said that the guy from earlier showed up, looking utterly fucked. "Oh hey, death," Donghae chuckled at the confused man. Heechul grabbed the other's arm defensively. "He isn't death, he's an angel." Donghae rolled his eyes. "Whatever, I have to go find him." Donghae bit his lower lip and smirked as he started on his way to find the other. He doesn't know why, but he really likes the chase. He likes this kid.