121104 ONESHOT: IGNITION
Ignition
Oneshot | Woohyun/Sunggyu | Fluff, Smut (PWP) | NC17
Summary: Sunggyu and Woohyun have yucky time right after some fluffy stuff.
[an: i apologise in advance for how poorly written this is]
poster made by a friend
The day was young and the sun was still sleeping within the clouds. Autumn had invaded a month ago and the cold weather had seemed to already have settled in. There were droplets of dew dotting a window. The window belonged to a little café which was home to a humble cash register, a dozen or so wooden tables and chairs, and a painting that was hung on the wall. Kim Sunggyu was sitting at his favourite table, right by the frosty window, in a corner of the cafe. He had his right leg propped up on his left and a hot cup of coffee in his hands. The position he was in allowed him to see the large painting of a lake and mountain landscape, gleaming with detail and obvious talent. It also gave him a view of the counter and more specifically, the boy behind the counter. Sunggyu would smile at him every so often and a cheeky smirk would be received in return every instance.
Sunggyu came to the café every morning before class started, just to relax and wake up. And maybe stare at his sex god boyfriend in his uniform, in a black apron, serving up coffees. He’d never admit that that was the biggest reason for such ritual. He didn’t want his boyfriend, Woohyun, to grow a big head. It was massive enough already.
A few early-bird school girls excitedly skipped to the front counter, high-pitched giggles emitting from them. They were indeed fluttering their eyelashes and making disgustingly cute faces at the cashier, who just smiled politely and urged them to order or if not, leave so other customers could order. Sunggyu grinned to himself. His boyfriend’s popularity never faltered, it seemed. Even when Woohyun’s arm was (unwantedly because Sunggyu wasn’t a very touchy person) around his shoulders, a few girls would give his boyfriend suggestive looks. As childish as it seems, when they passed the girls Sunggyu would then stick his tongue out at them - ‘Who’s getting this dick? Not you. Me.’
Looking at his wrist watch, Sunggyu realised he needed to leave or he’d be late for university. As he approached the cashier - to leave, not to order - his boyfriend pouted and Sunggyu rolled his eyes, dismissing him.
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‘You’re late,’ was the first thing Sunggyu heard after he opened the door to his apartment that night. He snorted as he dropped his backpack beside the shoe rack, wriggling out of his high tops. His boyfriend came out of the kitchen to find him lazing on the couch, back slumped into the cushions.
‘Late to what, Woohyun?’ Sunggyu scoffed as his boyfriend sat onto the couch beside him, pout evident. ‘I don’t have a curfew.’ It was only nine o’clock. Sunggyu was a big boy.
Woohyun retorted, ‘You know what I mean!’
The older boy shook his head and switched on the idiot box, not caring at all what his over-protective boyfriend was blabbing on about - It wasn’t three in the morning or anything, and people were still walking their dogs outside for God’s sake. Woohyun finally stopped lecturing and Sunggyu heard a frustrated huff, alerting his attention. Sunggyu gave his boyfriend an up-down inspection - He was still in his uniform: white button-up, black trousers, black vest, skinny black tie. The only thing missing was the black apron and coffee. Spinning the TV remote in his hand, Sunggyu frowned to himself - This meant Woohyun was waiting the whole night for him…
Over-protective bastard.
After about ten minutes of silence, the commercials began playing and Woohyun got bored. He started pressing himself against his boyfriend, snuggling into his neck and nipping at his collarbones. Sunggyu wasn’t born yesterday - He knew what the dumbass wanted. Only just bearing it, he tried to wriggle away, flailing his arms.
‘I’m tired!’ Sunggyu grunted, annoyed when Woohyun started licking his ear.
‘I’m horny,’ Woohyun retorted, continuing with his ministrations. His fingers met Sunggyu’s sweatpants (Sunggyu didn’t bother with dressing up for university. He didn’t see the point. Woohyun found this to be an advantage.) and they drew broken circles and squiggly lines all the way up to the waist band.
‘Your hand is not only good for making cappuccinos, you know,’ Sunggyu protested, not relenting in his pursuit to get the other the fuck off him so he can laze around and do absolutely nothing.
‘But I don’t want to use my hand!’ the younger whined childishly, making Sunggyu want to gag and smack him across the face. After what seemed like eternity, it seemed as though Woohyun finally relented and returned to his side of the couch, obviously hurt. He threatened, ‘Some girl gave me her number today. Want her to help me instead?’
‘Call her,’ Sunggyu said, seemingly unaffected. Truth was, he was unaffected. He had gotten use to those squealing girls that always hit on Woohyun - He actually found it hilarious because Woohyun hated it and found it disgusting.
Woohyun’s shoulders slumped as he confessed, ‘I didn’t take her number.’
‘Idiot,’ Sunggyu laughed heartedly. He then stumbled over to the younger, propping his knees on either side of his boyfriend’s hips, sighing, ‘I’m only doing this because you’re still wearing your uniform.’
The other rose an eyebrow, chuckling, ‘Really? You have a fetish?’ Woohyun merely received a shrug in return before there were soft lips at his neck, kissing and sucking. The feeling made Woohyun roll his hips in appreciation, indulging himself in the way Sunggyu’s tongue delved into the indentation on his collar bone.
It wasn’t long until he couldn’t take it anymore and he thought, ‘Hey, I’d really like it if my dick was up your ass now.’ So he carried Sunggyu by his thighs - And hell yeah, he struggled - pressed him against the wall for support, Sunggyu’s lips not leaving his skin for a second.
‘My bed or yours?’ Woohyun growled against Sunggyu’s neck, then running his lips against the shell of his ear.
Sunggyu answered, sighing contently as Woohyun nipped his earlobe, ‘Mine in case we get too carried away and I don’t want to move.’
Woohyun scrunched his nose at him. ‘But wouldn’t you need to brush your teeth?’ he nagged.
Sunggyu rolled his eyes. ‘Oh baby, keep talking about dental hygiene. It makes me feel so hot,’ he moaned dramatically, purposely thrusting into Woohyun’s abdomen in emphasis of how turned-on by toothpaste he was. Woohyun mentally shrugged and stumbled to Sunggyu’s room, tossing the pliant body onto the mattress.
Woohyun hovered over him, smirking down at Sunggyu’s already flushed cheeks and easy-to-just-completely-tear-apart clothing. He allowed Sunggyu no time to sit up as he pulled Sunggyu’s shirt over his head and the obstructing pants down his legs.
And a taunting smirk emerged on Woohyun’s face. He just knew it - Sunggyu hated underwear.
‘Well, someone’s proactive,’ Woohyun cooed, nibbling at Sunggyu’s left clavicle and making his way down his chest. There’s a strange fascination that Woohyun had, and it’s the sounds Sunggyu made. He was fascinated by the way Sunggyu’s voice vibrated a little, the sound his throat made when Sunggyu’s dick was in his mouth, and he was fascinated by how loudly Sunggyu could moan when he was riding on top of him. His voice was porn to Woohyun’s ears, in all honesty.
After quickly retrieving the lube - Sunggyu was absolutely no help at all and just laid there - Woohyun hastily coated his fingers, already getting impatient. The tip of his lubricated index finger teasingly circled around Sunggyu’s entrance, up until Sunggyu kicked him in the stomach to hurry up.
Woohyun inserted two fingers and Sunggyu hummed, cringing a little at the sting. The younger of the two knew it wouldn’t last though. Sunggyu didn’t mind the sting one bit and Woohyun had a sneaking suspicious the older boy actually enjoyed it - the way Sunggyu’s dick twitched at the feeling made him think so.
As Woohyun’s fingers slowly stretched Sunggyu open, his lips met the soft skin of Sunggyu’s inner thighs, kissing and sucking in affection. Sunggyu hadn’t told him to stop yet and so Woohyun obediently waited until Sunggyu was ready. His eyes ended up wandering around Sunggyu’s room - the jars filled with dirty or worn paintbrushes, the easels, the many painted canvases leaning against the walls.
Woohyun eventually grinned down at the older, who was flushed and quietly whimpering at the feeling of Woohyun’s fingertips pressing against his walls. ‘Should I fuck you with a paintbrush?’ Woohyun laughed, adding a third fingers.
Sunggyu almost sat up at his boyfriend’s insanity. ‘Are you fucking insane?!’ he cried, his body stiffening.
Woohyun whined, ‘I’m joking!’
‘Who the fuck jokes like that during prep?’ Sunggyu nagged, letting out a shaky breath as Woohyun’s fingers slipped out and his hands were holding his thighs up.
‘You are so inflexible,’ Woohyun grumbled.
Sunggyu rose an eyebrow and countered, ‘That’s not what you said last time we fucked.’
Woohyun proceeded with sarcasm, ‘Oh really? It was so long ago I didn’t remember.’
‘You killed the mood, Woohyun.’ Rolling his eyes, Sunggyu laid limp against the sheets. Woohyun didn’t like that statement and shoved his fingers back in at once, watching as Sunggyu’s back arched off the mattress. Sunggyu panted, ‘Ah fuck.’
‘I restored the mood, Sunggyu,’ Woohyun said teasingly, pulling his fingers back out with a whine of protest from the older boy. Understandably, Sunggyu got more than a little impatient, switching their positions. He honestly didn’t find it fair that Woohyun was still wearing clothes, even if the barrister uniform was a massive turn-on.
Sunggyu leisurely began unbuttoning the younger’s white dress shirt, leaving bites on every patch of skin that became exposed from every unbuttoning. He reached the end and left a big bite mark across Woohyun’s happy trail, making the younger gasp at the feeling. After Woohyun willingly sat up, Sunggyu pulled the shirt over his shoulders and threw it to over the bed, accidentally draping it over one of Sunggyu’s finished paintings. After little difficulty, Sunggyu pried off Woohyun’s belt and slipped off his pants, with the help of the younger pressing his feet against the mattress to propel his hips up. Woohyun’s boxers were next and it was the younger boy who impatiently slid them off. Sunggyu just laughed at him struggling.
They spent a good few minutes actually kissing. Just lips and tongues and the feel of bare skin against bare skin. Sunggyu laid his chest flush against Woohyun’s, sighing at the feeling of Woohyun’s teeth on his ear, his hands exploring the smooth expanse of his back. The tension hastily rose as Sunggyu shifted a little and their crotches came in contact, igniting all their senses and making their breaths hitch. There was something in the way Sunggyu squirmed in Woohyun’s hold that had the younger wanting to push Sunggyu up against a wall and just fuck him into a oblivion. Maybe it was the way Sunggyu’s eyes flickered, hinting the whole virgin-that-secretly-wants-it scenario that he knew Woohyun liked. Yeah, he checked his porn collection and found out his boyfriend was a pretty kinky bastard.
‘Getting impatient?’ Sunggyu questioned tauntingly, raising an eyebrow. Woohyun swallowed thickly and nodded, almost hypnotised by the way Sunggyu bit his lip and sat himself up, the warmth of his ass on Woohyun’s abdominals. Sunggyu leaned over, reaching for the lube that was beside Woohyun’s dishevelled head of hair. After squeezing open the cap, Sunggyu poured out a generous amount.
And before Woohyun knew it, Sunggyu was tugging at his length - without warning, without restraint. It made him throw his head back and choke, thrusting up into Sunggyu’s eager hand.
Sunggyu’s lip quirked and his hand disappeared, feeling gone and Woohyun frustrated. The world revolved and Sunggyu was on his back again, Woohyun glaring down at him with that sinfully evil look in his eyes - Sunggyu would be lying if he said he wasn’t turned on by the whole aggressive aura.
The teasing had Woohyun dizzy and he couldn’t help but want revenge, so he thrust into Sunggyu’s entrance without a word and indulged in the way Sunggyu’s let out a voiceless gasp, nails digging into Woohyun’s back until his knuckles were white. Woohyun began teasingly slow, whispering dirty words in Sunggyu’s ear just to get him off, just to punish him in any way he can. Sunggyu’s teeth bit onto Woohyun’s shoulder, but Woohyun just laughed breathlessly at the pain because it was doing nothing to stop him from torturing the older boy. His hips rotated in crooked circles, the feeling of Sunggyu tightening around him already overwhelming. He then saw Sunggyu’s face - the way his eyebrows knitted together and created perfect crinkles, the way his cheeks were dusted with a rosy pink, how red and glossy his lips were, the sweat on his forehead.
Woohyun immediately lost it.
Soon Sunggyu was screaming profanities, his back repeatedly being risen and then slammed back onto the mattress. Woohyun’s back was being clawed at, jagged red lines down lightly tanned skin. Woohyun was grunting perverted things that he knew Sunggyu wouldn’t hear anyway - not with how loud he was whimpering, panting, fucking screeching at the top of his lungs. Not even the obscene noise of Woohyun’s skin smacking against Sunggyu’s could be heard properly and Woohyun could listen to Sunggyu’s erotic symphony forever. His voice was utterly beautiful, no matter what the situation was.
Woohyun’s fingers encircled Sunggyu’s neglected cock as Sunggyu finally gave Woohyun’s back a break, settling for ripping little slits in the white bed sheet. The fingers moved rather loosely up and down, but fast no less - It was obviously a matter of speed over accuracy that day. His thrusts became kind of sloppy as Woohyun’s always been bad at multitasking. Sunggyu didn’t really give a shit and concentrated on how fucking incredible the feeling of Woohyun’s cock hitting against his prostate was.
It didn’t take much - It was only a matter of time before Sunggyu saw white, whimpering high-pitched and swearing to God. Woohyun thought the noise he made was a unbelievably hot, indirectly encouraging, and he came crashing too, too pleased to care that his voice was cracking as he groaned into Sunggyu’s neck.
After Woohyun pulled out, Sunggyu was still recovering. His chest was still heaving and his lips were dry. Woohyun kissed him anyway, soft and sweet and everything in between. Maybe it was the way Sunggyu looked up at him so cutely, with so much innocence that had Woohyun hooked, had him caressing Sunggyu’s warm body in his arms and had him murmuring romantic things into his shoulder. Sunggyu didn’t respond but Woohyun didn’t care. If Sunggyu hated it, he would’ve shoved Woohyun off the bed and thrown his clothes out the window.
After Sunggyu stopped being so adorable, they went for another round or two or three - Woohyun was a horny idiot after all, but if you saw Sunggyu, you couldn’t exactly blame him.
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AN\ ‘Oh baby, keep talking about dental hygiene. It makes me feel so hot,’ Yeah that totally destroyed the mood, ahahhaha!
Oneshot | Woohyun/Sunggyu | Fluff, Smut (PWP) | NC17
Summary: Sunggyu and Woohyun have yucky time right after some fluffy stuff.
[an: i apologise in advance for how poorly written this is]
poster made by a friend
The day was young and the sun was still sleeping within the clouds. Autumn had invaded a month ago and the cold weather had seemed to already have settled in. There were droplets of dew dotting a window. The window belonged to a little café which was home to a humble cash register, a dozen or so wooden tables and chairs, and a painting that was hung on the wall. Kim Sunggyu was sitting at his favourite table, right by the frosty window, in a corner of the cafe. He had his right leg propped up on his left and a hot cup of coffee in his hands. The position he was in allowed him to see the large painting of a lake and mountain landscape, gleaming with detail and obvious talent. It also gave him a view of the counter and more specifically, the boy behind the counter. Sunggyu would smile at him every so often and a cheeky smirk would be received in return every instance.
Sunggyu came to the café every morning before class started, just to relax and wake up. And maybe stare at his sex god boyfriend in his uniform, in a black apron, serving up coffees. He’d never admit that that was the biggest reason for such ritual. He didn’t want his boyfriend, Woohyun, to grow a big head. It was massive enough already.
A few early-bird school girls excitedly skipped to the front counter, high-pitched giggles emitting from them. They were indeed fluttering their eyelashes and making disgustingly cute faces at the cashier, who just smiled politely and urged them to order or if not, leave so other customers could order. Sunggyu grinned to himself. His boyfriend’s popularity never faltered, it seemed. Even when Woohyun’s arm was (unwantedly because Sunggyu wasn’t a very touchy person) around his shoulders, a few girls would give his boyfriend suggestive looks. As childish as it seems, when they passed the girls Sunggyu would then stick his tongue out at them - ‘Who’s getting this dick? Not you. Me.’
Looking at his wrist watch, Sunggyu realised he needed to leave or he’d be late for university. As he approached the cashier - to leave, not to order - his boyfriend pouted and Sunggyu rolled his eyes, dismissing him.
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‘You’re late,’ was the first thing Sunggyu heard after he opened the door to his apartment that night. He snorted as he dropped his backpack beside the shoe rack, wriggling out of his high tops. His boyfriend came out of the kitchen to find him lazing on the couch, back slumped into the cushions.
‘Late to what, Woohyun?’ Sunggyu scoffed as his boyfriend sat onto the couch beside him, pout evident. ‘I don’t have a curfew.’ It was only nine o’clock. Sunggyu was a big boy.
Woohyun retorted, ‘You know what I mean!’
The older boy shook his head and switched on the idiot box, not caring at all what his over-protective boyfriend was blabbing on about - It wasn’t three in the morning or anything, and people were still walking their dogs outside for God’s sake. Woohyun finally stopped lecturing and Sunggyu heard a frustrated huff, alerting his attention. Sunggyu gave his boyfriend an up-down inspection - He was still in his uniform: white button-up, black trousers, black vest, skinny black tie. The only thing missing was the black apron and coffee. Spinning the TV remote in his hand, Sunggyu frowned to himself - This meant Woohyun was waiting the whole night for him…
Over-protective bastard.
After about ten minutes of silence, the commercials began playing and Woohyun got bored. He started pressing himself against his boyfriend, snuggling into his neck and nipping at his collarbones. Sunggyu wasn’t born yesterday - He knew what the dumbass wanted. Only just bearing it, he tried to wriggle away, flailing his arms.
‘I’m tired!’ Sunggyu grunted, annoyed when Woohyun started licking his ear.
‘I’m horny,’ Woohyun retorted, continuing with his ministrations. His fingers met Sunggyu’s sweatpants (Sunggyu didn’t bother with dressing up for university. He didn’t see the point. Woohyun found this to be an advantage.) and they drew broken circles and squiggly lines all the way up to the waist band.
‘Your hand is not only good for making cappuccinos, you know,’ Sunggyu protested, not relenting in his pursuit to get the other the fuck off him so he can laze around and do absolutely nothing.
‘But I don’t want to use my hand!’ the younger whined childishly, making Sunggyu want to gag and smack him across the face. After what seemed like eternity, it seemed as though Woohyun finally relented and returned to his side of the couch, obviously hurt. He threatened, ‘Some girl gave me her number today. Want her to help me instead?’
‘Call her,’ Sunggyu said, seemingly unaffected. Truth was, he was unaffected. He had gotten use to those squealing girls that always hit on Woohyun - He actually found it hilarious because Woohyun hated it and found it disgusting.
Woohyun’s shoulders slumped as he confessed, ‘I didn’t take her number.’
‘Idiot,’ Sunggyu laughed heartedly. He then stumbled over to the younger, propping his knees on either side of his boyfriend’s hips, sighing, ‘I’m only doing this because you’re still wearing your uniform.’
The other rose an eyebrow, chuckling, ‘Really? You have a fetish?’ Woohyun merely received a shrug in return before there were soft lips at his neck, kissing and sucking. The feeling made Woohyun roll his hips in appreciation, indulging himself in the way Sunggyu’s tongue delved into the indentation on his collar bone.
It wasn’t long until he couldn’t take it anymore and he thought, ‘Hey, I’d really like it if my dick was up your ass now.’ So he carried Sunggyu by his thighs - And hell yeah, he struggled - pressed him against the wall for support, Sunggyu’s lips not leaving his skin for a second.
‘My bed or yours?’ Woohyun growled against Sunggyu’s neck, then running his lips against the shell of his ear.
Sunggyu answered, sighing contently as Woohyun nipped his earlobe, ‘Mine in case we get too carried away and I don’t want to move.’
Woohyun scrunched his nose at him. ‘But wouldn’t you need to brush your teeth?’ he nagged.
Sunggyu rolled his eyes. ‘Oh baby, keep talking about dental hygiene. It makes me feel so hot,’ he moaned dramatically, purposely thrusting into Woohyun’s abdomen in emphasis of how turned-on by toothpaste he was. Woohyun mentally shrugged and stumbled to Sunggyu’s room, tossing the pliant body onto the mattress.
Woohyun hovered over him, smirking down at Sunggyu’s already flushed cheeks and easy-to-just-completely-tear-apart clothing. He allowed Sunggyu no time to sit up as he pulled Sunggyu’s shirt over his head and the obstructing pants down his legs.
And a taunting smirk emerged on Woohyun’s face. He just knew it - Sunggyu hated underwear.
‘Well, someone’s proactive,’ Woohyun cooed, nibbling at Sunggyu’s left clavicle and making his way down his chest. There’s a strange fascination that Woohyun had, and it’s the sounds Sunggyu made. He was fascinated by the way Sunggyu’s voice vibrated a little, the sound his throat made when Sunggyu’s dick was in his mouth, and he was fascinated by how loudly Sunggyu could moan when he was riding on top of him. His voice was porn to Woohyun’s ears, in all honesty.
After quickly retrieving the lube - Sunggyu was absolutely no help at all and just laid there - Woohyun hastily coated his fingers, already getting impatient. The tip of his lubricated index finger teasingly circled around Sunggyu’s entrance, up until Sunggyu kicked him in the stomach to hurry up.
Woohyun inserted two fingers and Sunggyu hummed, cringing a little at the sting. The younger of the two knew it wouldn’t last though. Sunggyu didn’t mind the sting one bit and Woohyun had a sneaking suspicious the older boy actually enjoyed it - the way Sunggyu’s dick twitched at the feeling made him think so.
As Woohyun’s fingers slowly stretched Sunggyu open, his lips met the soft skin of Sunggyu’s inner thighs, kissing and sucking in affection. Sunggyu hadn’t told him to stop yet and so Woohyun obediently waited until Sunggyu was ready. His eyes ended up wandering around Sunggyu’s room - the jars filled with dirty or worn paintbrushes, the easels, the many painted canvases leaning against the walls.
Woohyun eventually grinned down at the older, who was flushed and quietly whimpering at the feeling of Woohyun’s fingertips pressing against his walls. ‘Should I fuck you with a paintbrush?’ Woohyun laughed, adding a third fingers.
Sunggyu almost sat up at his boyfriend’s insanity. ‘Are you fucking insane?!’ he cried, his body stiffening.
Woohyun whined, ‘I’m joking!’
‘Who the fuck jokes like that during prep?’ Sunggyu nagged, letting out a shaky breath as Woohyun’s fingers slipped out and his hands were holding his thighs up.
‘You are so inflexible,’ Woohyun grumbled.
Sunggyu rose an eyebrow and countered, ‘That’s not what you said last time we fucked.’
Woohyun proceeded with sarcasm, ‘Oh really? It was so long ago I didn’t remember.’
‘You killed the mood, Woohyun.’ Rolling his eyes, Sunggyu laid limp against the sheets. Woohyun didn’t like that statement and shoved his fingers back in at once, watching as Sunggyu’s back arched off the mattress. Sunggyu panted, ‘Ah fuck.’
‘I restored the mood, Sunggyu,’ Woohyun said teasingly, pulling his fingers back out with a whine of protest from the older boy. Understandably, Sunggyu got more than a little impatient, switching their positions. He honestly didn’t find it fair that Woohyun was still wearing clothes, even if the barrister uniform was a massive turn-on.
Sunggyu leisurely began unbuttoning the younger’s white dress shirt, leaving bites on every patch of skin that became exposed from every unbuttoning. He reached the end and left a big bite mark across Woohyun’s happy trail, making the younger gasp at the feeling. After Woohyun willingly sat up, Sunggyu pulled the shirt over his shoulders and threw it to over the bed, accidentally draping it over one of Sunggyu’s finished paintings. After little difficulty, Sunggyu pried off Woohyun’s belt and slipped off his pants, with the help of the younger pressing his feet against the mattress to propel his hips up. Woohyun’s boxers were next and it was the younger boy who impatiently slid them off. Sunggyu just laughed at him struggling.
They spent a good few minutes actually kissing. Just lips and tongues and the feel of bare skin against bare skin. Sunggyu laid his chest flush against Woohyun’s, sighing at the feeling of Woohyun’s teeth on his ear, his hands exploring the smooth expanse of his back. The tension hastily rose as Sunggyu shifted a little and their crotches came in contact, igniting all their senses and making their breaths hitch. There was something in the way Sunggyu squirmed in Woohyun’s hold that had the younger wanting to push Sunggyu up against a wall and just fuck him into a oblivion. Maybe it was the way Sunggyu’s eyes flickered, hinting the whole virgin-that-secretly-wants-it scenario that he knew Woohyun liked. Yeah, he checked his porn collection and found out his boyfriend was a pretty kinky bastard.
‘Getting impatient?’ Sunggyu questioned tauntingly, raising an eyebrow. Woohyun swallowed thickly and nodded, almost hypnotised by the way Sunggyu bit his lip and sat himself up, the warmth of his ass on Woohyun’s abdominals. Sunggyu leaned over, reaching for the lube that was beside Woohyun’s dishevelled head of hair. After squeezing open the cap, Sunggyu poured out a generous amount.
And before Woohyun knew it, Sunggyu was tugging at his length - without warning, without restraint. It made him throw his head back and choke, thrusting up into Sunggyu’s eager hand.
Sunggyu’s lip quirked and his hand disappeared, feeling gone and Woohyun frustrated. The world revolved and Sunggyu was on his back again, Woohyun glaring down at him with that sinfully evil look in his eyes - Sunggyu would be lying if he said he wasn’t turned on by the whole aggressive aura.
The teasing had Woohyun dizzy and he couldn’t help but want revenge, so he thrust into Sunggyu’s entrance without a word and indulged in the way Sunggyu’s let out a voiceless gasp, nails digging into Woohyun’s back until his knuckles were white. Woohyun began teasingly slow, whispering dirty words in Sunggyu’s ear just to get him off, just to punish him in any way he can. Sunggyu’s teeth bit onto Woohyun’s shoulder, but Woohyun just laughed breathlessly at the pain because it was doing nothing to stop him from torturing the older boy. His hips rotated in crooked circles, the feeling of Sunggyu tightening around him already overwhelming. He then saw Sunggyu’s face - the way his eyebrows knitted together and created perfect crinkles, the way his cheeks were dusted with a rosy pink, how red and glossy his lips were, the sweat on his forehead.
Woohyun immediately lost it.
Soon Sunggyu was screaming profanities, his back repeatedly being risen and then slammed back onto the mattress. Woohyun’s back was being clawed at, jagged red lines down lightly tanned skin. Woohyun was grunting perverted things that he knew Sunggyu wouldn’t hear anyway - not with how loud he was whimpering, panting, fucking screeching at the top of his lungs. Not even the obscene noise of Woohyun’s skin smacking against Sunggyu’s could be heard properly and Woohyun could listen to Sunggyu’s erotic symphony forever. His voice was utterly beautiful, no matter what the situation was.
Woohyun’s fingers encircled Sunggyu’s neglected cock as Sunggyu finally gave Woohyun’s back a break, settling for ripping little slits in the white bed sheet. The fingers moved rather loosely up and down, but fast no less - It was obviously a matter of speed over accuracy that day. His thrusts became kind of sloppy as Woohyun’s always been bad at multitasking. Sunggyu didn’t really give a shit and concentrated on how fucking incredible the feeling of Woohyun’s cock hitting against his prostate was.
It didn’t take much - It was only a matter of time before Sunggyu saw white, whimpering high-pitched and swearing to God. Woohyun thought the noise he made was a unbelievably hot, indirectly encouraging, and he came crashing too, too pleased to care that his voice was cracking as he groaned into Sunggyu’s neck.
After Woohyun pulled out, Sunggyu was still recovering. His chest was still heaving and his lips were dry. Woohyun kissed him anyway, soft and sweet and everything in between. Maybe it was the way Sunggyu looked up at him so cutely, with so much innocence that had Woohyun hooked, had him caressing Sunggyu’s warm body in his arms and had him murmuring romantic things into his shoulder. Sunggyu didn’t respond but Woohyun didn’t care. If Sunggyu hated it, he would’ve shoved Woohyun off the bed and thrown his clothes out the window.
After Sunggyu stopped being so adorable, they went for another round or two or three - Woohyun was a horny idiot after all, but if you saw Sunggyu, you couldn’t exactly blame him.
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AN\ ‘Oh baby, keep talking about dental hygiene. It makes me feel so hot,’ Yeah that totally destroyed the mood, ahahhaha!