Burn
Name: Burn
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Heechul x Yesung
Rating: 18+
Words: 1317
Notes: This is not vanilla sex. For the 100 Suju fic challenge.
“You look so creepy in the dark.”
“Oh shut up.”
Yesung rolls his eyes and remains still. He knows that he’s going to enjoy this, Heechul has a knack for knowing just what Yesung needs after a long day of work.
“You’re taking too long,” Yesung complains as he tries to kick Heechul with his foot.
“Shitfuck, be patient,” the other replies in a growl. “Remember what happened last time? Your goddamn foot slipped out and you gave me a black eye.”
Yesung laughs, “And you told everyone you walked into a door.”
“And nobody believed me, bastards.” He pauses as he tightens the rope. “One day I’m going to leave and not untie you.”
“Oh, and let someone find me like this? Like you’ll share your toys, Rella.”
This time it’s Heechuls turn to laugh. “All tied up. Just need to light the candles.”
Yesung can’t remember how this started. Perhaps it was an argument between the two or simply a boring night with nothing to do. Whatever it was neither of them are about to stop. Yesung compares it to a really good drug where Heechul refuses to talk about it outside their room.
Heechul sits on Yesung’s torso and grins maliciously as he lights the red candle. They both wait in anticipation for the wax to begin to melt. Yesung squirms in his bonds and Heechul uses his free hand to smack the side of Yesung’s arm. Yesung smiles at this.
Heechul looks at his canvas and tips the candle ever so slightly to the side. A few drops of melted wax fall down and splash against Yesung’s bare skin. He yelps, biting down hard on his bottom lip and finds delight when he feels his cock react to the sensation. He struggles against his bonds for a moment but Heechul hits him a few times and Yesung settles down.
Yesung has little control left. His limbs are tied and although not gagged he knows Heechul will be quick to discipline if he says something wrong. (Sadly, when it comes to Heechul, most things Yesung says is wrong.)
“I fucking hate your eyes,” Heechul spits as he suddenly tips the candle and spills more hot wax onto Yesung’s torso. “Don’t look at me like that!”
Yesung doesn’t say anything and he’s soon greeted with darkness as Heechul ties a blindfold around his head. His world goes dark and he begins to panic for a brief moment but Heechul snaps him back into reality as he lets a few drops of wax hit the inside of his thigh.
He lets a hiss out between his teeth at the sudden heat but knows that his cock is becoming painfully erect even though Heechul hasn’t even touched him. Yesung knows Heechul’s in the same state but he’s always been the type to be in control, until he gets his cock into Yesung’s ass that is.
“You’re such a whore,” Heechul whispers as his fingers ghost over the bulge in Yesung’s underwear. “What would your fans think if they saw you like this? ...Oh, that’s right, you don’t have any fans.”
Yesung wants to say something in protest but his body betrays him as he moans and bucks his hips as more hot wax drips down his thighs. He can hear Heechul place the candle down and moans as he feels delicate hands pull his underwear off.
“Ah,” Heechul sighs as he begins to rub his hand up and down Yesung’s cock. “Still an ugly little thing.”
“I need another one,” Yesung whispers and Heechul laughs sharply.
“Of course you do, one isn’t enough.”
Heechul removes his hand and moves his head down, his tongue flicking against the lone frenum piercing in Yesung’s cock. Yesung remembers the night vividly, it was one of the few nights he initiated himself.
“Pierce me,” he had said. Heechul had been more than happy to oblige.
“You’ll have a full ladder soon enough,” Yesung can hear Heechul whisper before wet lips kiss the head of his cock.
His mouth is warm and his tongue an expert, knowing all the right places to hit, but it doesn’t last long. Heechul pulls away and Yesung is hit with a familiar coldness as a cock ring clamps around the base of his cock.
“Heechul, no-”
Yesung feels Heechul’s hands grab violently onto his neck and his breath is lost for a moment as the older male pulls Yesung into a sitting position. His arms dangle uselessly behind him, the binds preventing him from resisting.
“Don’t I know what’s best for you, Yesung?” Heechul hisses against Yesung’s ear. Yesung can only nod.
Heechul lets go of Yesung’s neck and pushes him down onto the bed roughly, “Fucking turn around then and put your ass in the air.”
Yesung does as he’s commanded and remains quiet as Heechul unties the rope binding his ankles together before spreading Yesung’s legs wide open. Heechul gets off the bed and retrieves something and soon Yesung can feel a slicked up finger forcing it’s way into his ass.
What Yesung doesn’t know is that in Heechul’s free hand he holds a camera, the red light indicating it’s recording shining brightly in the dark room.
A second finger is soon inserted and Yesung bites down on the pillow to prevent himself from making too much noise. He whimpers when Heechul removes his fingers.
He’s unprepared when Heechul shoves a dildo inside of him and soon the bedroom is filled with a mixture of Yesung whimpering and a soft buzz coming from the dildo.
“Heechul,” Yesung whines, any sense of dignity he still has is lost as he begins to drool on the pillow. Low moans form in the back of his throat as Heechul pushes the dildo in further.
“You’ll take anything as long as it’s big enough, won’t you?” Heehcul’s voice is demanding and sharp and his words only make Yesung painfully aware of the release his cock demands.
“Y-yes...”
Heechul pulls the dildo out halfway and then pushes it back in. “Is there anything you want, whore?”
Yesung opens his mouth but he can’t find his words.
“I cant read your mind, Yesung,” Heechul whispers as rubs his cock against Yesung’s inner thigh.
“I need... I...”
Yesung yelps as Heechul slaps his ass.
“Your cock,” he finally manages to get out.
Another slap comes down and Yesung clenches his teeth at the sting.
“Please. Heechul, please. Just fuck me already.”
Heechul sets the camera down, pulls the dildo out and soon he’s thrusting in and out of Yesung. He grunts and moans where Yesung cries and begs for more. They both like it hard and fast and rough and Yesung doesn’t know how he’s going to live if Heechul doesn’t let him cum soon.
A few more smacks against his ass later and Heechul is pulling out and stripping the condom off before he comes all over Yesung’s back. It’s wet and sticky and Yesung shivers as he feels Heechul scoop up the semen with his fingers before leaning in and shoving them into Yesung’s mouth.
He takes the fingers into his mouth eagerly, licking and sucking them clean, nearly gagging when Heechul pushes them in too far.
His body is like a rag doll as Heechul flips him onto his back and removes the ring around the base of his cock. It only takes a few masterful pumps with Heechul’s hand before Yesung cums himself.
Their parting kiss is rough and demanding with a certain amount of sloppiness. Yesung remains quiet as Heechul frees his arms and takes off the blindfold. Yesung sighs and relaxes against the bed as Heehcul wipes his hand against the younger mans stomach before picking up his toys and camera and walking out of the room.
Yesung is completely happy, his body covered in sweat and hardened wax, and he soon falls asleep.
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Heechul x Yesung
Rating: 18+
Words: 1317
Notes: This is not vanilla sex. For the 100 Suju fic challenge.
“You look so creepy in the dark.”
“Oh shut up.”
Yesung rolls his eyes and remains still. He knows that he’s going to enjoy this, Heechul has a knack for knowing just what Yesung needs after a long day of work.
“You’re taking too long,” Yesung complains as he tries to kick Heechul with his foot.
“Shitfuck, be patient,” the other replies in a growl. “Remember what happened last time? Your goddamn foot slipped out and you gave me a black eye.”
Yesung laughs, “And you told everyone you walked into a door.”
“And nobody believed me, bastards.” He pauses as he tightens the rope. “One day I’m going to leave and not untie you.”
“Oh, and let someone find me like this? Like you’ll share your toys, Rella.”
This time it’s Heechuls turn to laugh. “All tied up. Just need to light the candles.”
Yesung can’t remember how this started. Perhaps it was an argument between the two or simply a boring night with nothing to do. Whatever it was neither of them are about to stop. Yesung compares it to a really good drug where Heechul refuses to talk about it outside their room.
Heechul sits on Yesung’s torso and grins maliciously as he lights the red candle. They both wait in anticipation for the wax to begin to melt. Yesung squirms in his bonds and Heechul uses his free hand to smack the side of Yesung’s arm. Yesung smiles at this.
Heechul looks at his canvas and tips the candle ever so slightly to the side. A few drops of melted wax fall down and splash against Yesung’s bare skin. He yelps, biting down hard on his bottom lip and finds delight when he feels his cock react to the sensation. He struggles against his bonds for a moment but Heechul hits him a few times and Yesung settles down.
Yesung has little control left. His limbs are tied and although not gagged he knows Heechul will be quick to discipline if he says something wrong. (Sadly, when it comes to Heechul, most things Yesung says is wrong.)
“I fucking hate your eyes,” Heechul spits as he suddenly tips the candle and spills more hot wax onto Yesung’s torso. “Don’t look at me like that!”
Yesung doesn’t say anything and he’s soon greeted with darkness as Heechul ties a blindfold around his head. His world goes dark and he begins to panic for a brief moment but Heechul snaps him back into reality as he lets a few drops of wax hit the inside of his thigh.
He lets a hiss out between his teeth at the sudden heat but knows that his cock is becoming painfully erect even though Heechul hasn’t even touched him. Yesung knows Heechul’s in the same state but he’s always been the type to be in control, until he gets his cock into Yesung’s ass that is.
“You’re such a whore,” Heechul whispers as his fingers ghost over the bulge in Yesung’s underwear. “What would your fans think if they saw you like this? ...Oh, that’s right, you don’t have any fans.”
Yesung wants to say something in protest but his body betrays him as he moans and bucks his hips as more hot wax drips down his thighs. He can hear Heechul place the candle down and moans as he feels delicate hands pull his underwear off.
“Ah,” Heechul sighs as he begins to rub his hand up and down Yesung’s cock. “Still an ugly little thing.”
“I need another one,” Yesung whispers and Heechul laughs sharply.
“Of course you do, one isn’t enough.”
Heechul removes his hand and moves his head down, his tongue flicking against the lone frenum piercing in Yesung’s cock. Yesung remembers the night vividly, it was one of the few nights he initiated himself.
“Pierce me,” he had said. Heechul had been more than happy to oblige.
“You’ll have a full ladder soon enough,” Yesung can hear Heechul whisper before wet lips kiss the head of his cock.
His mouth is warm and his tongue an expert, knowing all the right places to hit, but it doesn’t last long. Heechul pulls away and Yesung is hit with a familiar coldness as a cock ring clamps around the base of his cock.
“Heechul, no-”
Yesung feels Heechul’s hands grab violently onto his neck and his breath is lost for a moment as the older male pulls Yesung into a sitting position. His arms dangle uselessly behind him, the binds preventing him from resisting.
“Don’t I know what’s best for you, Yesung?” Heechul hisses against Yesung’s ear. Yesung can only nod.
Heechul lets go of Yesung’s neck and pushes him down onto the bed roughly, “Fucking turn around then and put your ass in the air.”
Yesung does as he’s commanded and remains quiet as Heechul unties the rope binding his ankles together before spreading Yesung’s legs wide open. Heechul gets off the bed and retrieves something and soon Yesung can feel a slicked up finger forcing it’s way into his ass.
What Yesung doesn’t know is that in Heechul’s free hand he holds a camera, the red light indicating it’s recording shining brightly in the dark room.
A second finger is soon inserted and Yesung bites down on the pillow to prevent himself from making too much noise. He whimpers when Heechul removes his fingers.
He’s unprepared when Heechul shoves a dildo inside of him and soon the bedroom is filled with a mixture of Yesung whimpering and a soft buzz coming from the dildo.
“Heechul,” Yesung whines, any sense of dignity he still has is lost as he begins to drool on the pillow. Low moans form in the back of his throat as Heechul pushes the dildo in further.
“You’ll take anything as long as it’s big enough, won’t you?” Heehcul’s voice is demanding and sharp and his words only make Yesung painfully aware of the release his cock demands.
“Y-yes...”
Heechul pulls the dildo out halfway and then pushes it back in. “Is there anything you want, whore?”
Yesung opens his mouth but he can’t find his words.
“I cant read your mind, Yesung,” Heechul whispers as rubs his cock against Yesung’s inner thigh.
“I need... I...”
Yesung yelps as Heechul slaps his ass.
“Your cock,” he finally manages to get out.
Another slap comes down and Yesung clenches his teeth at the sting.
“Please. Heechul, please. Just fuck me already.”
Heechul sets the camera down, pulls the dildo out and soon he’s thrusting in and out of Yesung. He grunts and moans where Yesung cries and begs for more. They both like it hard and fast and rough and Yesung doesn’t know how he’s going to live if Heechul doesn’t let him cum soon.
A few more smacks against his ass later and Heechul is pulling out and stripping the condom off before he comes all over Yesung’s back. It’s wet and sticky and Yesung shivers as he feels Heechul scoop up the semen with his fingers before leaning in and shoving them into Yesung’s mouth.
He takes the fingers into his mouth eagerly, licking and sucking them clean, nearly gagging when Heechul pushes them in too far.
His body is like a rag doll as Heechul flips him onto his back and removes the ring around the base of his cock. It only takes a few masterful pumps with Heechul’s hand before Yesung cums himself.
Their parting kiss is rough and demanding with a certain amount of sloppiness. Yesung remains quiet as Heechul frees his arms and takes off the blindfold. Yesung sighs and relaxes against the bed as Heehcul wipes his hand against the younger mans stomach before picking up his toys and camera and walking out of the room.
Yesung is completely happy, his body covered in sweat and hardened wax, and he soon falls asleep.