I Saw Them Kissing & Gorgeous
Name: I Saw Them Kissing
Fandom: Super Junior M
Pairing: Zhoumi x Henry and mentioned Siwon x Hankyung
Rating: 18+, some light smut
Words: 1038
Notes: Written because those boys need some love.
It was only natural the that two of them were drawn to each other.
Both were thrust into a foreign world filled with hate and love. Forced comradeship between people they barely knew. Pressures from management to appear prefect in front of a crowd just waiting for them to slip up.
Henry could feel the brotherly bonds forming between him and the other members but at the same time he felt so foreign among them. They were used to this, they could smile easily and wave to the camera. At least Zhoumi knew the language.
Zhoumi.
It was hard at first for Henry. The rubs on his back from Hangeng, the hugs from Ryeowook and the comforting touches from Siwon. Skinship was something he wasn’t quite used to and the natural acceptance that came from the others was unnerving at the beginning. He was getting used to it. He was beginning to play the game and even come to enjoy it, but there was always thoughts lingering in the back of his mind.
The cameras are off, why are Hangeng and Siwon whispering to each other so intimately? Nobody else is around so why does Donghae give Zhoumi a hug and whispers in his ear that everything will be okay? He sees that look in Ryeowooks eyes, is he simply good at acting?
“Zhoumi... Do you think there is... something?” Henry asked vaguely one day with his heavily accented Chinese. He didn’t feel as self conscious around Zhou Mi as he did around the others. Zhoumi helped him with his Chinese and Henry was grateful that there was someone else going through the same thing as himself.
All Zhoumi did that day was shrug and say, “It’s hard to tell the difference between real and fake chemistry.”
One day Henry went to wake up Hangeng and Siwon and his mind couldn’t help but scream, There’s no way that’s friendship! The way Hangeng rested his fingers against Siwon’s back as they slept, the way their bodies were pressed together in such an intimate manner. When he got around to closing his mouth and waking the two up neither said anything. They acted as if it was completely normal.
Perhaps it was normal. Normal in a world where people screamed his name and cried tears of joy when the group appeared.
It all came crashing down.
Henry was half asleep, vaguely aware that Zhoumi was in the bathroom and that Kyuhyun was sleeping soundly in the bed next to him. Henry still didn’t understand why they couldn’t get their own bed but none of the members seemed to mind or find it weird. Even Zhoumi simply laughed when Henry asked him about it. Kyuhyun was the lucky one to end up with his own bed, but to be fair they had drawn straws over it.
Henry could hear the bathroom door open and saw Zhoumi’s silhouette in the dark. Henry told himself that it was just admiration, how he loved Zhoumi’s nose and the way his eyes looked whenever he laughed. How he looked forward to their talks and was always eager to learn more from him.
He watched as Zhoumi changed into his sleep ware, his eyes taking in the faint details he could see in the dark room. The way his shoulder blades moved when he put his shirt on, the glimpse something quite provocative as he slipped on his shorts. Henry was glad it was dark because it felt like his face was on fire.
Zhoumi slipped into the bed. Moving the covers around so both of them were covered, he reached out to brush some hair out of Henry’s eyes, smiling his beautiful smile.
“Today was a rough day,” he said.
Henry whispered a small “Yeah.”
“I saw something today,” Zhoumi’s eyes sparkled as he said this. “Hangeng and Shiyuan.”
“What do you mean?”
He moved closer, his lips ever so close to Henry’s ear. “In the hallway. They were kissing.”
Henry asked him to repeat that, there’s no way he heard him right.
“They were arguing about something,” Zhoumi went on. “And all of a sudden Shiyuan’s pressing our leader against the wall and the two are smashing their lips together.”
“I... I always... I mean...” His words were lost.
“And then Hangeng’s got his hand down Shiyuan’s pants,” he whispers and now Henry knows he’s misunderstanding Zhoumi somehow. “I know he was jerking him off. Right in the hallway for anyone to see. And Shiyuan just couldn’t let go of Hangeng’s face. I’m surprised their lips weren’t swollen when they were done with each other.”
He can feel Zhoumi’s hand suddenly on his hip. Now it feels like his face is going to explode from the heat.
Nothing is said as Zhoumi leans forward and presses a kiss to Henry’s lips. Henry doesn’t pull away, in fact, his arms are soon around the other, pulling him closer.
Kyuhyun sleeping in the other bed is forgotten. The two are desperate and they both know that neither feels brotherly love between them. Henry shoves his hands up Zhoumi’s shirt and fumbles as he looks for Zhoumi’s sensitive spots. Zhoumi is gasping against Henry’s lips and Henry finds it natural when he feels fingers creep up the shorts he wore for sleeping.
Neither know what they’re doing but they don’t care. Henry loves the feel of Zhoumi’s hands against his ass and he’s grateful that Zhoumi had the guts to initiate such intimacy between the two of them.
Groping and careless touches are all that happens that night. Neither of them know the workings of sex between two men yet they both reach a climactic end. Zhoumi in his shorts as Henry touches his dick with inexperienced fingers and Henry against Zhoumi’s stomach as the two of them push their bodies together.
The next day Kyuhyun doesn’t say anything. Hangeng remarks that he’s glad Henry and Zhoumi get along so well and the two are simply grateful that such a hellish experience allowed them to meet.
Name: Gorgeous
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Shindong x Sungmin with voyeur!Kibum
Rating: 18+, smut with unnecessary fluff added at the end
Words: 745
Notes: Everyone has a Shindong kink, don’t deny it! This was originally going to be 045. Smooth for the Suju fic challenge but it changed into something on it’s own, so now it’s one of the writers choice.
Kibum has no idea what he’s staring at but he really, really likes it.
The bus is quiet, the rest of the members peacefully asleep. Kibum had been among those that were asleep and would still be sleeping if he hadn’t been awoken by something he would have never imagined to be possible.
Two rows in front of him on the opposite side of the bus sits Shindong, who appears to be squirming in his seat and attempting to stifle his moans. The source of his pleasure comes from the boy perched in front of his legs vigorously sucking on his cock.
Sungmin’s head bobs up and down with a rhythm that makes it obvious he knows what he’s doing. Pulling back on occasion, his eyes twinkling mischievously as he glances up at Shindong, the eye contact between the two sparking even more passion in the younger boy. Kibum watches in horror as Sungmin smiles his brilliant smile that he uses in front of the cameras before deep throating Shindong’s cock.
With a mind of it’s own Kibum’s hand goes for his own dick, which is reacting to the scene before him. He feels horrible for intruding on his friends intimate moment but that feeling of horrible quickly morphs into quite a different feeling. He can’t help but slide his hand under his pants and give his cock some much needed attention.
He watches as Sungmin pulls away from Shindong and says something to the other that Kibum can’t quite catch. Shindong, however, knows exactly what Sungmin is saying and reaches over to go through a bag on the empty seat beside him. Kibum’s eyes widen in surprise as Sungmin stands up with a small giggle and pulls his own pants off before climbing into Shindong’s lap.
Kibum can’t quite see what Shindong hands Sungmin but he has a good idea of what it is. Sungmin clutches it in his hand as he leans forward and kisses Shindong with passion Kibum had never seen before.
For a moment he’s afraid that one is going to eat the other’s face.
The kissing continues, Sungmin’s arms drape lazily over the back of the chair where Shindong is gently kneading Sungmin’s round ass. Kibum can see his fingers dip into the cleft between Sungmin’s cheeks and soon realizes just exactly what they are about to do.
The kiss ends and Kibum’s cock is alert and ready. He can feel his own cheeks flush and his own breath becoming hot, his eyes unable to look away. The thought of them spotting his little voyeuring doesn’t even cross his mind.
Sugmin does something with the little tube that Shindong handed to him and is soon probing his ass with his fingers. Although his view isn’t good from this angle Kibum can only imagine Sungmin’s delicate fingers slipping into his tight hole. One, two, three. Meanwhile Shindong has rolled a condom onto himself and with a movement that only comes with practice Sungmin removes his fingers and impales himself on Shindong’s cock.
Kibum swears that he hears a moan come from both of them, their voices mixing together in a contrast of high and low. Sungmin closes his eyes in pleasure and Shindong grips onto his ass tightly as they slowly begin to move together.
Kibum times his own strokes with Shindong’s thrusts and he’s amazed that something so big can fit into something so small. Sungmin wraps his arms around Shindong’s shoulders and presses his lips against his neck, trying not to wake up the other members.
For a moment, a brief moment, Kibum swears he and Sungmin lock eyes.
With bitter disappointment Kibum finishes himself off before Sungmin and Shindong. Their stamina is something to be admired with Sungmin whispering something pleasing into Shindong’s ear while his fingers are sure to leave bruises on the others rear end.
Kibum wonders how much practice they’ve had because just as Sungmin cums Shindong lets out a grunt and seems to following only seconds later. Their breathing heavy Sungmin smiles and kisses his lover and the two seem to float as they clean up their secret act.
Sungmin falls asleep minutes after he gets into his seat, his head resting on Shindong’s shoulder, who simply gazes at the smaller boy before falling asleep himself.
Kibum wonders how something can be so incredibly hot yet sickenly sweet at the same time before wondering if this will happen again on their next bus trip.
Fandom: Super Junior M
Pairing: Zhoumi x Henry and mentioned Siwon x Hankyung
Rating: 18+, some light smut
Words: 1038
Notes: Written because those boys need some love.
It was only natural the that two of them were drawn to each other.
Both were thrust into a foreign world filled with hate and love. Forced comradeship between people they barely knew. Pressures from management to appear prefect in front of a crowd just waiting for them to slip up.
Henry could feel the brotherly bonds forming between him and the other members but at the same time he felt so foreign among them. They were used to this, they could smile easily and wave to the camera. At least Zhoumi knew the language.
Zhoumi.
It was hard at first for Henry. The rubs on his back from Hangeng, the hugs from Ryeowook and the comforting touches from Siwon. Skinship was something he wasn’t quite used to and the natural acceptance that came from the others was unnerving at the beginning. He was getting used to it. He was beginning to play the game and even come to enjoy it, but there was always thoughts lingering in the back of his mind.
The cameras are off, why are Hangeng and Siwon whispering to each other so intimately? Nobody else is around so why does Donghae give Zhoumi a hug and whispers in his ear that everything will be okay? He sees that look in Ryeowooks eyes, is he simply good at acting?
“Zhoumi... Do you think there is... something?” Henry asked vaguely one day with his heavily accented Chinese. He didn’t feel as self conscious around Zhou Mi as he did around the others. Zhoumi helped him with his Chinese and Henry was grateful that there was someone else going through the same thing as himself.
All Zhoumi did that day was shrug and say, “It’s hard to tell the difference between real and fake chemistry.”
One day Henry went to wake up Hangeng and Siwon and his mind couldn’t help but scream, There’s no way that’s friendship! The way Hangeng rested his fingers against Siwon’s back as they slept, the way their bodies were pressed together in such an intimate manner. When he got around to closing his mouth and waking the two up neither said anything. They acted as if it was completely normal.
Perhaps it was normal. Normal in a world where people screamed his name and cried tears of joy when the group appeared.
It all came crashing down.
Henry was half asleep, vaguely aware that Zhoumi was in the bathroom and that Kyuhyun was sleeping soundly in the bed next to him. Henry still didn’t understand why they couldn’t get their own bed but none of the members seemed to mind or find it weird. Even Zhoumi simply laughed when Henry asked him about it. Kyuhyun was the lucky one to end up with his own bed, but to be fair they had drawn straws over it.
Henry could hear the bathroom door open and saw Zhoumi’s silhouette in the dark. Henry told himself that it was just admiration, how he loved Zhoumi’s nose and the way his eyes looked whenever he laughed. How he looked forward to their talks and was always eager to learn more from him.
He watched as Zhoumi changed into his sleep ware, his eyes taking in the faint details he could see in the dark room. The way his shoulder blades moved when he put his shirt on, the glimpse something quite provocative as he slipped on his shorts. Henry was glad it was dark because it felt like his face was on fire.
Zhoumi slipped into the bed. Moving the covers around so both of them were covered, he reached out to brush some hair out of Henry’s eyes, smiling his beautiful smile.
“Today was a rough day,” he said.
Henry whispered a small “Yeah.”
“I saw something today,” Zhoumi’s eyes sparkled as he said this. “Hangeng and Shiyuan.”
“What do you mean?”
He moved closer, his lips ever so close to Henry’s ear. “In the hallway. They were kissing.”
Henry asked him to repeat that, there’s no way he heard him right.
“They were arguing about something,” Zhoumi went on. “And all of a sudden Shiyuan’s pressing our leader against the wall and the two are smashing their lips together.”
“I... I always... I mean...” His words were lost.
“And then Hangeng’s got his hand down Shiyuan’s pants,” he whispers and now Henry knows he’s misunderstanding Zhoumi somehow. “I know he was jerking him off. Right in the hallway for anyone to see. And Shiyuan just couldn’t let go of Hangeng’s face. I’m surprised their lips weren’t swollen when they were done with each other.”
He can feel Zhoumi’s hand suddenly on his hip. Now it feels like his face is going to explode from the heat.
Nothing is said as Zhoumi leans forward and presses a kiss to Henry’s lips. Henry doesn’t pull away, in fact, his arms are soon around the other, pulling him closer.
Kyuhyun sleeping in the other bed is forgotten. The two are desperate and they both know that neither feels brotherly love between them. Henry shoves his hands up Zhoumi’s shirt and fumbles as he looks for Zhoumi’s sensitive spots. Zhoumi is gasping against Henry’s lips and Henry finds it natural when he feels fingers creep up the shorts he wore for sleeping.
Neither know what they’re doing but they don’t care. Henry loves the feel of Zhoumi’s hands against his ass and he’s grateful that Zhoumi had the guts to initiate such intimacy between the two of them.
Groping and careless touches are all that happens that night. Neither of them know the workings of sex between two men yet they both reach a climactic end. Zhoumi in his shorts as Henry touches his dick with inexperienced fingers and Henry against Zhoumi’s stomach as the two of them push their bodies together.
The next day Kyuhyun doesn’t say anything. Hangeng remarks that he’s glad Henry and Zhoumi get along so well and the two are simply grateful that such a hellish experience allowed them to meet.
Name: Gorgeous
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Shindong x Sungmin with voyeur!Kibum
Rating: 18+, smut with unnecessary fluff added at the end
Words: 745
Notes: Everyone has a Shindong kink, don’t deny it! This was originally going to be 045. Smooth for the Suju fic challenge but it changed into something on it’s own, so now it’s one of the writers choice.
Kibum has no idea what he’s staring at but he really, really likes it.
The bus is quiet, the rest of the members peacefully asleep. Kibum had been among those that were asleep and would still be sleeping if he hadn’t been awoken by something he would have never imagined to be possible.
Two rows in front of him on the opposite side of the bus sits Shindong, who appears to be squirming in his seat and attempting to stifle his moans. The source of his pleasure comes from the boy perched in front of his legs vigorously sucking on his cock.
Sungmin’s head bobs up and down with a rhythm that makes it obvious he knows what he’s doing. Pulling back on occasion, his eyes twinkling mischievously as he glances up at Shindong, the eye contact between the two sparking even more passion in the younger boy. Kibum watches in horror as Sungmin smiles his brilliant smile that he uses in front of the cameras before deep throating Shindong’s cock.
With a mind of it’s own Kibum’s hand goes for his own dick, which is reacting to the scene before him. He feels horrible for intruding on his friends intimate moment but that feeling of horrible quickly morphs into quite a different feeling. He can’t help but slide his hand under his pants and give his cock some much needed attention.
He watches as Sungmin pulls away from Shindong and says something to the other that Kibum can’t quite catch. Shindong, however, knows exactly what Sungmin is saying and reaches over to go through a bag on the empty seat beside him. Kibum’s eyes widen in surprise as Sungmin stands up with a small giggle and pulls his own pants off before climbing into Shindong’s lap.
Kibum can’t quite see what Shindong hands Sungmin but he has a good idea of what it is. Sungmin clutches it in his hand as he leans forward and kisses Shindong with passion Kibum had never seen before.
For a moment he’s afraid that one is going to eat the other’s face.
The kissing continues, Sungmin’s arms drape lazily over the back of the chair where Shindong is gently kneading Sungmin’s round ass. Kibum can see his fingers dip into the cleft between Sungmin’s cheeks and soon realizes just exactly what they are about to do.
The kiss ends and Kibum’s cock is alert and ready. He can feel his own cheeks flush and his own breath becoming hot, his eyes unable to look away. The thought of them spotting his little voyeuring doesn’t even cross his mind.
Sugmin does something with the little tube that Shindong handed to him and is soon probing his ass with his fingers. Although his view isn’t good from this angle Kibum can only imagine Sungmin’s delicate fingers slipping into his tight hole. One, two, three. Meanwhile Shindong has rolled a condom onto himself and with a movement that only comes with practice Sungmin removes his fingers and impales himself on Shindong’s cock.
Kibum swears that he hears a moan come from both of them, their voices mixing together in a contrast of high and low. Sungmin closes his eyes in pleasure and Shindong grips onto his ass tightly as they slowly begin to move together.
Kibum times his own strokes with Shindong’s thrusts and he’s amazed that something so big can fit into something so small. Sungmin wraps his arms around Shindong’s shoulders and presses his lips against his neck, trying not to wake up the other members.
For a moment, a brief moment, Kibum swears he and Sungmin lock eyes.
With bitter disappointment Kibum finishes himself off before Sungmin and Shindong. Their stamina is something to be admired with Sungmin whispering something pleasing into Shindong’s ear while his fingers are sure to leave bruises on the others rear end.
Kibum wonders how much practice they’ve had because just as Sungmin cums Shindong lets out a grunt and seems to following only seconds later. Their breathing heavy Sungmin smiles and kisses his lover and the two seem to float as they clean up their secret act.
Sungmin falls asleep minutes after he gets into his seat, his head resting on Shindong’s shoulder, who simply gazes at the smaller boy before falling asleep himself.
Kibum wonders how something can be so incredibly hot yet sickenly sweet at the same time before wondering if this will happen again on their next bus trip.