RESULTS CHALLENGE 7
We are late I know, I was waiting for Christina's results but I was very tired yesterday hihi. I'm usually the freest member though! Anyway, we are here for results, but blabbering just makes things even more exciting, don't you think so?
2nd Place
ENTRY #6 by pinkymingo from team eunhae
Improvising
Hyukjae/Sungmin
warning: A bit of cross dressing
Sungmin is pretty; the type that makes everyone imagine themselves as whoever has their hand in his hair and cock down his throat. He’s made his living begging for more and perfecting the bedroom eyes that has earned him the title of the most downloaded man five years running. Some people have a thing for his mouth, some for his eyes. Hyukjae has a thing for the curve of his back and words he whispers when the cameras have stopped rolling.
“You’ll catch flies like that,” Sungmin laughs as Hyukjae watches him pull the sheer black material up his legs, mouth gaping as if he’s never seen anything like it before. “What did you think something called ‘Personal Maid’ was going to involve?”
“I… Right. I suppose I’ve fucked you wearing stranger things before.” Hyukjae answers with a laugh, tying Sungmin’s apron behind him and taking a moment to appreciate the curve of the shorter man’s bare ass.
“I do recall you mentioning something about your penchant for lace panties at one point.” Sungmin practically purrs, flashing Hyukjae a devious grin and picking something up from the dressing table in front of them. Hyukjae has to will away the erection he isn’t supposed to have yet when he realizes it’s the same pair Sungmin was wearing when he had him bent over the back of his sofa on his birthday. It isn’t fair, really.
“You’re playing dirty.” Hyukjae manages to get out, turning away from the other man and taking a deep, steadying breath.
“You know I like getting you worked up, Hyukkie baby.” Sungmin breathes against the shell of his ear, arms slipping around his thin waist. “Make sure you’re nice and rough with me today. They’re giving you your pick of toys, and I know you won’t disappoint me.”
Hyukjae shivers when Sungmin’s heat leaves his body and spends his time gnawing his lower lip until the cameras start rolling and he’s got Sungmin bent over a polished mahogany desk.
“I- I’m sorry sir. I promise it won’t happen again.” Sungmin whimpers, perfect ass reddening and wiggling back and forth below Hyukjae’s hands. Even if it’s his job, Hyukjae knows the pleading, lustful look in his eyes isn’t just for show.
“I think you’re enjoying your punishment a little too much,” Hyukjae chuckles darkly, keeping the eye roll to himself from the clichéd dialogue. Another whine leaves Sungmin’s mouth and Hyukjae can’t help the aggressive streak that takes over as he yanks the lace panties down and exposes Sungmin completely before pushing two slick fingers into him. He knows he’s ignoring the script completely, but the hell he knows he’ll catch from the director later is going to be worth it. “This is what you wanted from the beginning, isn’t it? Kinky little bitch.”
Sungmin shudders at the tone Hyukjae’s voice has taken on and almost forgets the cameras surrounding them.
“You want me to fuck you? Make you scream until everyone knows how much you love my cock?” Hyukjae says just loud enough for the camera to catch it. “Or maybe I should put that pretty little mouth to good use, hmm?”
Sungmin doesn’t even have a chance to respond as Hyukjae pushes a small egg vibrator into him without warning and gets his other hand into Sungmin’s pretty blond hair, yanking his head back and sinking his teeth into the tender flesh of Sungmin’s neck. Hyukjae has always known exactly what he likes, and the tight grip he has on his hair as he turns him around and shoves him to his knees nearly has Sungmin coming on the spot.
Hyukjae’s silk robe falls from his slender frame and Sungmin licks his lips, salivating at the sight that meets him. He knows that working Hyukjae up always ends well for him, and the perfect curve of the other man’s cock bobbing against the flat pane of his stomach has Sungmin gripping Hyukjae’s hips and swallowing him whole before Hyukjae has a chance to tell him to. He almost looks startled, but a moan rumbles through him and his fingers grip Sungmin’s hair all over again, no hesitation in the way he starts to push himself between those perfect lips.
Some things are better without a script.
1st Place
ENTRY #1 by rokeby from team eunhae
Harlequin
Kyuhyun/Sungmin
Lee Sungmin is a fucking rockstar.
He is the guitarist, but plays more instruments than any other in his band. More than any other person he knows. Sungmin plays guitar like a God, looks like a fourteen year old, but has the hips of a porn star. Legendary. His fans tell him this every time they see him, so Sungmin has started to believe their words. The whispers of “I want you, Sungmin oppa,” ring through his ears every night after a concert, slides through his brain and stays. Sungmin believes. He can get anyone he wants.
So, Sungmin, the fucking rockstar who is the best thing since sliced cheese wants the vocalist.
Cho Kyuhyun. Two years younger than Sungmin, with dark eyes, legs that goes on forever and a voice angels and sinners alike envy him for. Sungmin wants him so bad it hurts like hell between his legs. Kyuhyun want him too. Sungmin knows. Knows from the way Kyuhyun watches him behind black sunglasses, eyes rimmed with eyeliner, as Sungmin humps his guitar onstage, giving the fans a view of the hard outline of his cock, pressing against the fabric of his pants. They squeal; some of them even cry. Sungmin tells them that it is because of them. This is what you do to me.
Some days, Kyuhyun remains unfazed, even though Sungmin walks over to the middle of the stage where Kyuhyun's microphone stand is. Eyes hooded as he rubs himself against Kyuhyun's thighs. The fans scream. Kyuhyun turns him around and slams his hips against Sungmin's ass. A crude imitation of what Sungmin wants him to do. The fans scream more. A couple of girls faint. Sungmin hopes, waits. When Kyuhyun just prances past him backstage, Sungmin knows he has to try harder.
Other days, when Sungmin's hard work has paid off, are like this.
Sweat runs in small rivers down his back as he exits the stage. The concert had been crazy, temperature rising every second. The fans had been the best: screaming and singing along to every song, pressuring the band to play their best. Sungmin throws his leather jacket at a coordi noona who fusses around him, offering him a towel and a bottle of water. Greedily, Sungmin chugs down mouthfuls of water. The coordi leads him to an empty dressing room, telling him strictly to shower before she runs over to Heechul, attacking him with a towel.
Sungmin chuckles at Heechul's yelps as he steps into the dressing room, eyes still on Heechul, not paying any attention. The back of his head slams into the wall behind him, causing Sungmin to bite down on the inside of his cheek, the sharp taste of iron quickly filling his mouth.
“You're a fucking tease,” Kyuhyun growls, eyes as dark as they come, smudged with eyeliner. He attacks Sungmin's mouth with his own, lips and teeth alternately sucking and biting on Sungmin's lips as Kyuhyun's fingers dig into the holes of Sungmin's wife beater, tearing the fabric to pieces. Kyuhyun is already shirtless; smooth, taut skin under Sungmin's fingers as he claws at Kyuhyun's chest and back.
When Kyuhyun pulls back to pull Sungmin's pants down his legs, Sungmin's cock pulses at the sight of Kyuhyun's swollen lips. The scarlet red combined with the black of the eyeliner made Kyuhyun's pale face look like a masterpiece. Kyuhyun's rough hands squeezes his thighs briefly before parting them, lifting Sungmin up, pressing him against the wall, using his own body as leverage. Kyuhyun's pants are only buttoned open, cock sticking out, angry red around the head; already wet with precome.
Kyuhyun makes fast work of prepping Sungmin, showing two wet fingers in straight away, fucking Sungmin with them immediately, not giving him any time to get used to the digits. Sungmin swears. His arms scramble to grab at Kyuhyun's bicep and shoulder, fingers pressing bruises into Kyuhyun's skin as Kyuhyun presses his cock into Sungmin. It's tight, hot and he's not at all open enough for Kyuhyun's huge cock but Sungmin loves it.
“Fuck, Kyuhyun,” Sungmin bites into Kyuhyun's neck.
Kyuhyun can't play any instruments, but that's okay. He plays Sungmin like a pro.
Team Kangwook earned 4.5 points this round
bringing their total up to 76.5
Team Eunhae earned 9 points this round
bringing their total up to 93
Congratulations to our winners and the winning team ♥
Guys thank you for participating, especially the regular ones because most of us gave up on it.
Life and inspiration are bitches anyway... I hope you enjoyed this challenge as much as I did.
Thank you Ana for organizing this and all the mods and all the amazing writers.
- Ayaka