Late Night In
Title: Late Night In
Genre: Smut, PWP
Pairing: HoMin
Rating: NC-17
Length: One shot
Warning: Er. Graphic sexy time?
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything about these lovely boys.
Summary: Yunho cancels on dinner plans due to scheduling which brings him to making it up to Changmin later.
A/N: This is mostly a PWP for me to practice writing smut so don’t be mean! No just kidding. Be as critical as you want. Haha. I’ll use it to improve. I don’t have a beta reader either (I just alphaed it myself? Is that what you call it. Lol) So sorry if there’s mistakes or something. X__x Hopefully I'll start writing more plot heavy stuff.
A/N: Also this was supposed to be a candle-wax kink thing (hence the Moonlight Prince) but I ended up writing in circles for awhile and scrapped the idea. Ah, maybe I’ll save it for a later time.
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Moonlight Prince was starting to take a toll on Changmin. Of course, he quite enjoyed doing something on his own for once; he was always looking to venture out and try his own thing. But he wasn't used to talking so much. That part of his career was always satiated by Yunho’s grandiose ability to talk forever while he just nodded in agreement.
He also had been told that he was too blunt and honest at times. He honestly hated being asked so many interview questions that at times they became so drab and repetitive. Thus, he made it his own personal goal and game to make Yunho blush on TV when the opportunity arose. Like alluding at his powerful horse thighs that he spent so many hours staring at and playing with. He couldn't keep track of how many time manager-hyung scolded him for being inappropriate. MCing this show really made that obvious. The best part was trying to play it off afterwards as innocent oblivion. As if.
So here Changmin was, sitting in his dark room with just the faint glow of his dimmed laptop. He didn't have much energy to do anything on it though. He was wondering if Yunho would come by tonight but their work schedules had been falling off track with each other lately. He missed him though. It was days like these that he just wanted to lay in bed doing nothing but telling him how much he hated talking and attempting to always have something to say.
So instead he was exercising his opportunity to sit in silence. They had plans to go out and eat dinner together that night and catch up on their solo projects but filming ran over schedule on Yunho’s part again and they had to cancel plans. The usual. Sighing to no one, he picked up his cell phone and clacked a few buttons to open up a new message screen.
'Come home. It’s lonely and I'm bored'
After staring at such a ridiculous message for too long until the words became meaningless, he hit send and tossed his phone on his bed where it landed with a soft thud.
'God we really are married'
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*ping*
Yunho’s phone went off as he was grabbing for his coat. His screen lit up with a familiar image.
1 new message
Changminnie ~♥
He opened and read it quickly with a bright smile on his face while quickly clicking away on his keypad.
'Finishing up. Wait for me, I will be home soon!~'
Yunho had spent the entire day filming his scene for Yawang. The project really tested him and at times he felt like he might be in over his head with such big name actors. But he never allowed himself to give up. Only to push himself harder which probably wasn’t the best idea on his health. But nonetheless, Yunho was a fighter.
Luckily he had a lot of down time today and was able to really sit down and think about his role as Do Hoon. Not to mention he snuck in some time to catch the new episode of Moonlight Prince. He found Changmin so cute and charming on it. He was best when he could speak naturally and slightly off script rather than their scripted speeches during shows and tours.
Pulling into the familiar parking lot, he didn't bother to text Changmin that he was finally there. He would rather surprise him seeing that they had to miss dinner because of him and Changmin was not a happy person if he had not eaten well. He parked his car and hopped into the elevator as he waited for the correct succession of pings to inform him that he was at Changmin’s place.
Sneaking into the apartment with his spare key, the living room was dim with the only faint light coming from the crack from under Changmin’s door. He softly toed his shoes off and padded across the carpet in hopes of staying as quiet as possible. Slowly pushing on Changmin’s door, he saw the boy lying with his back turned to him; the only movement was a slow rise and fall of his breathing.
He admired his maknae with his brown hair slightly disheveled and splayed across his pillow. He walked over towards him and sat at the edge of his bed causing the boy to groan from being disturbed.
“Mmm. Hyung.”
Yunho swung his legs over the mattress in order to comfortably fit his body behind Changmin.
“Shhh go back to sleep,” he whispered into Changmin’s cheek before swifting his lips over them. He grazed his hand over the waistband of Changmin’s pants before sliding it up towards his warm stomach. His fingers rubbing circles over his defined muscles.
“You're making it so hard to,” Changmin groaned. He shifted in his failing slumber to face Yunho, his face nuzzling into his Adams Apple.
“Why did you take so long today?” He almost demanded. The closed eyes and half-awake expression made his threat lost.
“Ah sorry Changminnie.” Yunho coaxed even higher up Changmin’s chest, palming a nipple on the way up. Changmin’s sweater began to ride up letting the air wrap around his skin. “We needed to work on a few harder scenes and we ended up reshooting a couple times. But I'm here now.”
The little teases seemed to be working though and he was determined to make up for a lost dinner together. Besides, his favorite meal was being able to devour up Changmin and he was going to get a nice helping of it.
Changmin appeared to be a wild card in bed with his changing moods but Yunho knew all his tricks. He was usually up for sex but when he was tired, it took a few extra tricks to tug at his strings and wind them up around Yunho’s fingers. Plus, he knew Changmin was only trying to come off as irritated. Time gave way to much practice and Yunho knew just how to get Changmin to ease up to him; their little push and pull banter perfected over the years.
He had a weakness for Yunho sidling up to him in bed and having his stomach and chest played with. Changmin let out a few hot and heavy sighs at the touch.
“Hyung but you left me here by myself,” he pouted.
Yunho began to readjust himself and rolled himself on top of Changmin and hovered over his body his hands gripping the bed sheets next to Changmin’s head.
“Let me make it up to you then,” he voice rolling into his deep baritone.
He dipped his head down towards to hem of his shirt. His fingers slowly lifting up the fabric up the sides of his waist while his tongue followed in suit as he licked and nipped as every inch of skin that exposed itself.
“Ah, you're such a tease.” Changmin lifted his arms over his head and arched his back up in habit of what to come. Yunho traveled the length of Changmin’s body, pulling the soft blue sweater over Changmin’s arms and head and tossed it onto the nearby chair. Changmin immediately brought his hands to Yunho’s shirt and pulled the tucking out from his pants before he began to unbutton his way up while stealing kisses on Yunho’s lips. Yunho nipped Changmin’s lips as he fumbled with each button until he was able to unbutton the annoying garment. He grabbed the collars of Yunho’s shirt and yanked him lower over him before peeling back the shirt and exposing Yunho’s taut back. Yunho pushed up on his forearms and use the momentum to sit up and quickly squirm out of his shirt and throw it onto the chair to join the sweater. He rolled his chest back down into Changmin feeling the heat of bare skin mix together.
“Make it up to me now.” Changmin demanded. His voice lowering and showing that he was waking up from his previous lull.
“How should I? What do you want from me Minnie?”
“Everything. Anything.” He started sounding desperate but he frankly didn’t care at this point.
Yunho took it as a blaring welcome to distract Changmin with heavy kisses while his fingers fumbled with the button and zipper of Changmin’s pants. His mouth began working its way on small nips on Changmin’s right shoulder as Yunho balanced his weight onto his left elbow in order to maneuver Changmin’s pants off of him; his hardness coming into full view. Eventually the godforsaken piece of clothing was tossed aside. Hating the awkward struggle of disrobing, he shifted his legs from underneath him to quickly remove his own pants as well.
He scrounged for the nightstand drawer where he knew the lube and condoms were, Yunho hastily popped open the cap before squeezing a generous about of lube into his hands. Using his free hand, he tore open a foil packet with the help of his teeth and rolled down the condom onto himself. At the same time, he began slicking up two of his fingers in order to massage and explore Changmin’s desperate nerves. The joys of being ambidextrous paired with his sudden surge of impatience.
Changmin shoved the back of his hand against of mouth in order to stifle a few moans as Yunho began graciously lubing himself up over the condom.
“I’ve missed you all day,” Yunho whispered, finding the moment opportune for pillow talk while he worked on massaging and stretching Changmin into readiness. “I thought about coming back home to you. Days can be so long.”
“Hyung, you’re talking way too much,” Changmin groaned out. His eyes still shut in ecstasy.
It was one of the many ways Yunho loved to tease Changmin. Spending way too long preparing Changmin for what was in store for him. Bringing him onto the edge only to reel him back in. But enough was enough.
“Ah Minnie. You always say you’re more into actions than words, aren’t you?”
Yunho lined himself up, his tip sliding up against Changmin’s hole. He slowly began entering Changmin, using his hand to guide him in which caused Changmin to buck up, all the heat beginning to pour and center into the pits of his stomach. “Hm?” Yunho hummed into Changmin’s ear, his hand gripping on his shoulder as he slowly pushed himself further in.
“Shut. Up. ” Changmin managed to grit out before losing his breath in a sharp gasp. Yunho smirked and laughed.
After getting halfway in, Yunho pushed up where he was sitting with his legs folded under him while Changmin’s legs were wrapped around Yunho’s hips; slowly sliding his calves against him. Yunho began sliding out slowly, still giving Changmin time to adjust to him.
“Ahh. So..mm..good.” Changmin’s hands continuously trying to grip at various parts of the bed sheets and pillows. After a series of the most painfully slow grinds further coaxed by the breathy grunts Yunho was giving off, Changmin finally gave in to him. “More. Hurry.” Checkmate.
That was all the sign it took for Yunho to know that Changmin was ready for him. After a quick readjustment, Yunho held onto Changmin’s hips and began formulating a rhythmic thrust, grinding his hips into Changmin. The younger moaning out with each of Yunho’s thrusts against him, his voice hitching with every push forwards.
“Yun..Yunho. Yunho.” His steady mantra beginning.They continued their pace together, quickly falling into their usually pattern of thrusts and moans that they’ve had much practice with. Yunho holding one of Changmin’s legs up in order to achieve deeper access with each roll of hips. Both of their faces beginning to flush bright red.
“Ah. Changmin-ah.” His name rolling off his tongue in habit as he slipped out of Changmin while he mewled in angst from below wishing for his greedy hole to be filled back up. As the graceful dancer he was, he dropped down to his elbow and slid down onto his back while his arms wrapped around Changmin, pulling his weight to be on top of his own. Changmin instinctively straddled his legs around Yunho’s waist.
Yunho took a second to catch his breath before giving his next request. “I want to see you riding me so I can watch your beautiful body move on top.” His hands callously rubbing up and down Changmin’s thighs as he has a habit of doing. Too often too publicly. “Do you want to ride me?”
Changmin’s heart beat was already racing as sweat dripped down his chest. “Is that what you want?” He managed to groan out the empty question. With Yunho’s guidance, he led Changmin down onto his hard cock.
“You just like it when I'm filling you up don't you. Ride my cock. Show me how much you want it.”
Changmin put down his hands on Yunho’s chest and used it as leverage to lift his hips up only to drop back down on his cock again with a loud and desperate moan. Yunho’s cock filled him all the way and he could feel Yunho’s balls underneath him from such close contact.
“Faster, love.” Yunho winced as the painfully slow exit and entrance. “I need to feel you.”
Gaining comfort, he began to undulate his hips to a steady rhythm while milking out Yunho’s cock. The friction caused Yunho to let out long strings of moans and oh's as he gripped his hands onto Changmin’s. Dancing his steady fingers on his heated skin. Those hands began to further wander onto his hips in a way to help him keep pace while rutting his hips up to match every time Changmin would slide back down Yunho’s cock.
The quick strokes caused all of Yunho’s lust to pool lower and lower in his stomach and making it harder for him to hold off on exploding. Seeing Changmin take advantage of his top position really didn’t help. The muscles in his arms pulling taut from all the gripping and flexing he was doing on Yunho’s chest. He used this opportunity to tweak and pull at Yunho nipples creating beautiful noises from underneath him.
“Chang-mmm Min.” He mustered out. “I'm going to- I can't.”
Too lost in thought, Changmin couldn't respond in words but only to grip Yunho even harder and speed up the rhythm he had, greedily trying to squeeze out the rest of Yunho’s will and control. Pushing him further and further over the edge as he closed his eyes shut. His jaw slack while heavy warm breaths escaped.
“Yunho-ahh. Come. For me.” His words coming out in short staccatos.
With all the strength he had left he desperately hooked his arms underneath Changmin’s thighs and pulled him off his cock in order to allow himself to come with slow shallow grunts. His seed spraying warm streaks of white across his own stomach and a few drops hitting against the back of Changmin’s thighs.
Changmin seemed caught off guard by the action. Usually he would fill him up with his release. Instead Yunho quickly got a hold of his breath.
“Grab the railing.” He demanded.
Changmin did as he was told and leaned forward. Not having enough energy to question him. At the same time, Yunho pulled Changmin forward towards him and took Changmin’s hard cock into his mouth.
“Yunho!” Changmin whined out at the shock of it and lost the ability to hold his legs up. He shakingly dropped his knees next to Yunho’s face. Yunho changed his gripped to Changmin’s ass and began to kneaded and pinch while he ran his tongue on the underside of Changmin’s cock. Saliva slicked up and down his shaft. The grip Changmin had on the headboard began to turn his knuckles white, heat began to pool underneath him as he felt prisoner to Yunho’s mouth. Yunho’s teeth lightly grazed up Changmin’s cock and came off with a pop to give his mouth a quick rest. His hands followed suit and Yunho’s long fingers wrapped around the base of his cock. Stroking upwards as he used his thumb to play at the slit of Changmin’s cock forcing him to cry out in ecstasy. Saliva mixed with pre-cum dripped around Changmin’s hard pink cock.
It looked so overwhelmingly delicious and Yunho just needed another taste of it. Just a quick lick of the tip. He guided Changmin back into his mouth and groaned around it, the vibrations sending shivers up Changmin’s spine again. He loved the things Yunho’s mouth did to him. Driving him up the edge and falling to his knees. He desperately needed more of it. The warmth around his shaft. Changmin rocked his hips forward in order to sink his cock deeper in Yunho’s mouth before he leaned back sticking his ass out, feeling his cock slide out past Yunho’s lips.
“Mmm Yun. I'm going to fuck your mouth.” As he began to rock back and forth, flexing his thigh muscles with every thrust. He could feel Yunho’s heartbeat thump wildly underneath him as Yunho wrapped a hand around the base of Changmin’s cock with his right hand and attacked his balls with his left, rolling and palming it in tandem with each of Changmin’s thrusts. Changmin’s eyes shut and his jaw dropped slightly as he threw his head back in a drunken haze. He could feel Yunho’s tongue exploring and rolling his cock while he rode him and the feeling was getting close enough to push him to the brink of orgasm.
“Your mouth.” He groaned. “Feels so fucking good.”
“Yes,” he began to pant over and over. Mindless words beginning to spill from his lips. Yunho’s mouth began to suck and lick Changmin’s cock in a wonderful pattern up and down his cock like he was tapping at all the right buttons of a secret code to push Changmin straight over the edge of bliss.
All the sensation on his cock from Yunho’s mouth made it so Changmin couldn't hold on much longer. Changmin’s voice hitched in his throat before he cried out Yunho’s name over and over mixed with gasps of breaths. Emptying his cock into Yunho’s mouth before pulling out, a few extra drops landing on Yunho’s cheek. Yunho swallowed up Changmin before helping him to roll over on his back. Both their faces flushed a deep red and breathing uneven.
During sex Yunho always tried emitting such manly bravado and force. Using that domineering side of him to his advantage. It’s what amused Changmin the most about Yunho’s stage presence. Exuding his strength in his dancing.
Because despite this, afterwards, when the rush of blood had settled, Yunho was such a cuddler. One of the many sides to Yunho that Changmin was forced to get used to quite quickly. Touching and hugging was never a strong point for him, but Yunho came tearing down those walls with his constant nuzzling and affection and overall skinship. Those traits soon rubbing off on him as well in which Yunho so publicly announced as his “cute” koala-like sleeping habits. Jerk.
Yunho rolled his head over into the dip of Changmin’s shoulder while Changmin lazily reached his hand around and dropped his fingers into Yunho’s messy hair, idly fingering his strands. Yunho lazily kissing random patterns into Changmin’s side. He was still trying to catch his breath. Their legs left tangled together within the sheets. Yunho just softly nuzzled at Changmin’s neck and breathed in the sweet scent of sex and sweat. His hands found their way back to the ridges in Changmin’s stomach. It tended to be such a comfortable spot for them.
“Maybe I should be late more often.” He finally said in jest.
“Don’t you dare,” Changmin said into Yunho’s hair.
Genre: Smut, PWP
Pairing: HoMin
Rating: NC-17
Length: One shot
Warning: Er. Graphic sexy time?
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything about these lovely boys.
Summary: Yunho cancels on dinner plans due to scheduling which brings him to making it up to Changmin later.
A/N: This is mostly a PWP for me to practice writing smut so don’t be mean! No just kidding. Be as critical as you want. Haha. I’ll use it to improve. I don’t have a beta reader either (I just alphaed it myself? Is that what you call it. Lol) So sorry if there’s mistakes or something. X__x Hopefully I'll start writing more plot heavy stuff.
A/N: Also this was supposed to be a candle-wax kink thing (hence the Moonlight Prince) but I ended up writing in circles for awhile and scrapped the idea. Ah, maybe I’ll save it for a later time.
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Moonlight Prince was starting to take a toll on Changmin. Of course, he quite enjoyed doing something on his own for once; he was always looking to venture out and try his own thing. But he wasn't used to talking so much. That part of his career was always satiated by Yunho’s grandiose ability to talk forever while he just nodded in agreement.
He also had been told that he was too blunt and honest at times. He honestly hated being asked so many interview questions that at times they became so drab and repetitive. Thus, he made it his own personal goal and game to make Yunho blush on TV when the opportunity arose. Like alluding at his powerful horse thighs that he spent so many hours staring at and playing with. He couldn't keep track of how many time manager-hyung scolded him for being inappropriate. MCing this show really made that obvious. The best part was trying to play it off afterwards as innocent oblivion. As if.
So here Changmin was, sitting in his dark room with just the faint glow of his dimmed laptop. He didn't have much energy to do anything on it though. He was wondering if Yunho would come by tonight but their work schedules had been falling off track with each other lately. He missed him though. It was days like these that he just wanted to lay in bed doing nothing but telling him how much he hated talking and attempting to always have something to say.
So instead he was exercising his opportunity to sit in silence. They had plans to go out and eat dinner together that night and catch up on their solo projects but filming ran over schedule on Yunho’s part again and they had to cancel plans. The usual. Sighing to no one, he picked up his cell phone and clacked a few buttons to open up a new message screen.
'Come home. It’s lonely and I'm bored'
After staring at such a ridiculous message for too long until the words became meaningless, he hit send and tossed his phone on his bed where it landed with a soft thud.
'God we really are married'
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*ping*
Yunho’s phone went off as he was grabbing for his coat. His screen lit up with a familiar image.
1 new message
Changminnie ~♥
He opened and read it quickly with a bright smile on his face while quickly clicking away on his keypad.
'Finishing up. Wait for me, I will be home soon!~'
Yunho had spent the entire day filming his scene for Yawang. The project really tested him and at times he felt like he might be in over his head with such big name actors. But he never allowed himself to give up. Only to push himself harder which probably wasn’t the best idea on his health. But nonetheless, Yunho was a fighter.
Luckily he had a lot of down time today and was able to really sit down and think about his role as Do Hoon. Not to mention he snuck in some time to catch the new episode of Moonlight Prince. He found Changmin so cute and charming on it. He was best when he could speak naturally and slightly off script rather than their scripted speeches during shows and tours.
Pulling into the familiar parking lot, he didn't bother to text Changmin that he was finally there. He would rather surprise him seeing that they had to miss dinner because of him and Changmin was not a happy person if he had not eaten well. He parked his car and hopped into the elevator as he waited for the correct succession of pings to inform him that he was at Changmin’s place.
Sneaking into the apartment with his spare key, the living room was dim with the only faint light coming from the crack from under Changmin’s door. He softly toed his shoes off and padded across the carpet in hopes of staying as quiet as possible. Slowly pushing on Changmin’s door, he saw the boy lying with his back turned to him; the only movement was a slow rise and fall of his breathing.
He admired his maknae with his brown hair slightly disheveled and splayed across his pillow. He walked over towards him and sat at the edge of his bed causing the boy to groan from being disturbed.
“Mmm. Hyung.”
Yunho swung his legs over the mattress in order to comfortably fit his body behind Changmin.
“Shhh go back to sleep,” he whispered into Changmin’s cheek before swifting his lips over them. He grazed his hand over the waistband of Changmin’s pants before sliding it up towards his warm stomach. His fingers rubbing circles over his defined muscles.
“You're making it so hard to,” Changmin groaned. He shifted in his failing slumber to face Yunho, his face nuzzling into his Adams Apple.
“Why did you take so long today?” He almost demanded. The closed eyes and half-awake expression made his threat lost.
“Ah sorry Changminnie.” Yunho coaxed even higher up Changmin’s chest, palming a nipple on the way up. Changmin’s sweater began to ride up letting the air wrap around his skin. “We needed to work on a few harder scenes and we ended up reshooting a couple times. But I'm here now.”
The little teases seemed to be working though and he was determined to make up for a lost dinner together. Besides, his favorite meal was being able to devour up Changmin and he was going to get a nice helping of it.
Changmin appeared to be a wild card in bed with his changing moods but Yunho knew all his tricks. He was usually up for sex but when he was tired, it took a few extra tricks to tug at his strings and wind them up around Yunho’s fingers. Plus, he knew Changmin was only trying to come off as irritated. Time gave way to much practice and Yunho knew just how to get Changmin to ease up to him; their little push and pull banter perfected over the years.
He had a weakness for Yunho sidling up to him in bed and having his stomach and chest played with. Changmin let out a few hot and heavy sighs at the touch.
“Hyung but you left me here by myself,” he pouted.
Yunho began to readjust himself and rolled himself on top of Changmin and hovered over his body his hands gripping the bed sheets next to Changmin’s head.
“Let me make it up to you then,” he voice rolling into his deep baritone.
He dipped his head down towards to hem of his shirt. His fingers slowly lifting up the fabric up the sides of his waist while his tongue followed in suit as he licked and nipped as every inch of skin that exposed itself.
“Ah, you're such a tease.” Changmin lifted his arms over his head and arched his back up in habit of what to come. Yunho traveled the length of Changmin’s body, pulling the soft blue sweater over Changmin’s arms and head and tossed it onto the nearby chair. Changmin immediately brought his hands to Yunho’s shirt and pulled the tucking out from his pants before he began to unbutton his way up while stealing kisses on Yunho’s lips. Yunho nipped Changmin’s lips as he fumbled with each button until he was able to unbutton the annoying garment. He grabbed the collars of Yunho’s shirt and yanked him lower over him before peeling back the shirt and exposing Yunho’s taut back. Yunho pushed up on his forearms and use the momentum to sit up and quickly squirm out of his shirt and throw it onto the chair to join the sweater. He rolled his chest back down into Changmin feeling the heat of bare skin mix together.
“Make it up to me now.” Changmin demanded. His voice lowering and showing that he was waking up from his previous lull.
“How should I? What do you want from me Minnie?”
“Everything. Anything.” He started sounding desperate but he frankly didn’t care at this point.
Yunho took it as a blaring welcome to distract Changmin with heavy kisses while his fingers fumbled with the button and zipper of Changmin’s pants. His mouth began working its way on small nips on Changmin’s right shoulder as Yunho balanced his weight onto his left elbow in order to maneuver Changmin’s pants off of him; his hardness coming into full view. Eventually the godforsaken piece of clothing was tossed aside. Hating the awkward struggle of disrobing, he shifted his legs from underneath him to quickly remove his own pants as well.
He scrounged for the nightstand drawer where he knew the lube and condoms were, Yunho hastily popped open the cap before squeezing a generous about of lube into his hands. Using his free hand, he tore open a foil packet with the help of his teeth and rolled down the condom onto himself. At the same time, he began slicking up two of his fingers in order to massage and explore Changmin’s desperate nerves. The joys of being ambidextrous paired with his sudden surge of impatience.
Changmin shoved the back of his hand against of mouth in order to stifle a few moans as Yunho began graciously lubing himself up over the condom.
“I’ve missed you all day,” Yunho whispered, finding the moment opportune for pillow talk while he worked on massaging and stretching Changmin into readiness. “I thought about coming back home to you. Days can be so long.”
“Hyung, you’re talking way too much,” Changmin groaned out. His eyes still shut in ecstasy.
It was one of the many ways Yunho loved to tease Changmin. Spending way too long preparing Changmin for what was in store for him. Bringing him onto the edge only to reel him back in. But enough was enough.
“Ah Minnie. You always say you’re more into actions than words, aren’t you?”
Yunho lined himself up, his tip sliding up against Changmin’s hole. He slowly began entering Changmin, using his hand to guide him in which caused Changmin to buck up, all the heat beginning to pour and center into the pits of his stomach. “Hm?” Yunho hummed into Changmin’s ear, his hand gripping on his shoulder as he slowly pushed himself further in.
“Shut. Up. ” Changmin managed to grit out before losing his breath in a sharp gasp. Yunho smirked and laughed.
After getting halfway in, Yunho pushed up where he was sitting with his legs folded under him while Changmin’s legs were wrapped around Yunho’s hips; slowly sliding his calves against him. Yunho began sliding out slowly, still giving Changmin time to adjust to him.
“Ahh. So..mm..good.” Changmin’s hands continuously trying to grip at various parts of the bed sheets and pillows. After a series of the most painfully slow grinds further coaxed by the breathy grunts Yunho was giving off, Changmin finally gave in to him. “More. Hurry.” Checkmate.
That was all the sign it took for Yunho to know that Changmin was ready for him. After a quick readjustment, Yunho held onto Changmin’s hips and began formulating a rhythmic thrust, grinding his hips into Changmin. The younger moaning out with each of Yunho’s thrusts against him, his voice hitching with every push forwards.
“Yun..Yunho. Yunho.” His steady mantra beginning.They continued their pace together, quickly falling into their usually pattern of thrusts and moans that they’ve had much practice with. Yunho holding one of Changmin’s legs up in order to achieve deeper access with each roll of hips. Both of their faces beginning to flush bright red.
“Ah. Changmin-ah.” His name rolling off his tongue in habit as he slipped out of Changmin while he mewled in angst from below wishing for his greedy hole to be filled back up. As the graceful dancer he was, he dropped down to his elbow and slid down onto his back while his arms wrapped around Changmin, pulling his weight to be on top of his own. Changmin instinctively straddled his legs around Yunho’s waist.
Yunho took a second to catch his breath before giving his next request. “I want to see you riding me so I can watch your beautiful body move on top.” His hands callously rubbing up and down Changmin’s thighs as he has a habit of doing. Too often too publicly. “Do you want to ride me?”
Changmin’s heart beat was already racing as sweat dripped down his chest. “Is that what you want?” He managed to groan out the empty question. With Yunho’s guidance, he led Changmin down onto his hard cock.
“You just like it when I'm filling you up don't you. Ride my cock. Show me how much you want it.”
Changmin put down his hands on Yunho’s chest and used it as leverage to lift his hips up only to drop back down on his cock again with a loud and desperate moan. Yunho’s cock filled him all the way and he could feel Yunho’s balls underneath him from such close contact.
“Faster, love.” Yunho winced as the painfully slow exit and entrance. “I need to feel you.”
Gaining comfort, he began to undulate his hips to a steady rhythm while milking out Yunho’s cock. The friction caused Yunho to let out long strings of moans and oh's as he gripped his hands onto Changmin’s. Dancing his steady fingers on his heated skin. Those hands began to further wander onto his hips in a way to help him keep pace while rutting his hips up to match every time Changmin would slide back down Yunho’s cock.
The quick strokes caused all of Yunho’s lust to pool lower and lower in his stomach and making it harder for him to hold off on exploding. Seeing Changmin take advantage of his top position really didn’t help. The muscles in his arms pulling taut from all the gripping and flexing he was doing on Yunho’s chest. He used this opportunity to tweak and pull at Yunho nipples creating beautiful noises from underneath him.
“Chang-mmm Min.” He mustered out. “I'm going to- I can't.”
Too lost in thought, Changmin couldn't respond in words but only to grip Yunho even harder and speed up the rhythm he had, greedily trying to squeeze out the rest of Yunho’s will and control. Pushing him further and further over the edge as he closed his eyes shut. His jaw slack while heavy warm breaths escaped.
“Yunho-ahh. Come. For me.” His words coming out in short staccatos.
With all the strength he had left he desperately hooked his arms underneath Changmin’s thighs and pulled him off his cock in order to allow himself to come with slow shallow grunts. His seed spraying warm streaks of white across his own stomach and a few drops hitting against the back of Changmin’s thighs.
Changmin seemed caught off guard by the action. Usually he would fill him up with his release. Instead Yunho quickly got a hold of his breath.
“Grab the railing.” He demanded.
Changmin did as he was told and leaned forward. Not having enough energy to question him. At the same time, Yunho pulled Changmin forward towards him and took Changmin’s hard cock into his mouth.
“Yunho!” Changmin whined out at the shock of it and lost the ability to hold his legs up. He shakingly dropped his knees next to Yunho’s face. Yunho changed his gripped to Changmin’s ass and began to kneaded and pinch while he ran his tongue on the underside of Changmin’s cock. Saliva slicked up and down his shaft. The grip Changmin had on the headboard began to turn his knuckles white, heat began to pool underneath him as he felt prisoner to Yunho’s mouth. Yunho’s teeth lightly grazed up Changmin’s cock and came off with a pop to give his mouth a quick rest. His hands followed suit and Yunho’s long fingers wrapped around the base of his cock. Stroking upwards as he used his thumb to play at the slit of Changmin’s cock forcing him to cry out in ecstasy. Saliva mixed with pre-cum dripped around Changmin’s hard pink cock.
It looked so overwhelmingly delicious and Yunho just needed another taste of it. Just a quick lick of the tip. He guided Changmin back into his mouth and groaned around it, the vibrations sending shivers up Changmin’s spine again. He loved the things Yunho’s mouth did to him. Driving him up the edge and falling to his knees. He desperately needed more of it. The warmth around his shaft. Changmin rocked his hips forward in order to sink his cock deeper in Yunho’s mouth before he leaned back sticking his ass out, feeling his cock slide out past Yunho’s lips.
“Mmm Yun. I'm going to fuck your mouth.” As he began to rock back and forth, flexing his thigh muscles with every thrust. He could feel Yunho’s heartbeat thump wildly underneath him as Yunho wrapped a hand around the base of Changmin’s cock with his right hand and attacked his balls with his left, rolling and palming it in tandem with each of Changmin’s thrusts. Changmin’s eyes shut and his jaw dropped slightly as he threw his head back in a drunken haze. He could feel Yunho’s tongue exploring and rolling his cock while he rode him and the feeling was getting close enough to push him to the brink of orgasm.
“Your mouth.” He groaned. “Feels so fucking good.”
“Yes,” he began to pant over and over. Mindless words beginning to spill from his lips. Yunho’s mouth began to suck and lick Changmin’s cock in a wonderful pattern up and down his cock like he was tapping at all the right buttons of a secret code to push Changmin straight over the edge of bliss.
All the sensation on his cock from Yunho’s mouth made it so Changmin couldn't hold on much longer. Changmin’s voice hitched in his throat before he cried out Yunho’s name over and over mixed with gasps of breaths. Emptying his cock into Yunho’s mouth before pulling out, a few extra drops landing on Yunho’s cheek. Yunho swallowed up Changmin before helping him to roll over on his back. Both their faces flushed a deep red and breathing uneven.
During sex Yunho always tried emitting such manly bravado and force. Using that domineering side of him to his advantage. It’s what amused Changmin the most about Yunho’s stage presence. Exuding his strength in his dancing.
Because despite this, afterwards, when the rush of blood had settled, Yunho was such a cuddler. One of the many sides to Yunho that Changmin was forced to get used to quite quickly. Touching and hugging was never a strong point for him, but Yunho came tearing down those walls with his constant nuzzling and affection and overall skinship. Those traits soon rubbing off on him as well in which Yunho so publicly announced as his “cute” koala-like sleeping habits. Jerk.
Yunho rolled his head over into the dip of Changmin’s shoulder while Changmin lazily reached his hand around and dropped his fingers into Yunho’s messy hair, idly fingering his strands. Yunho lazily kissing random patterns into Changmin’s side. He was still trying to catch his breath. Their legs left tangled together within the sheets. Yunho just softly nuzzled at Changmin’s neck and breathed in the sweet scent of sex and sweat. His hands found their way back to the ridges in Changmin’s stomach. It tended to be such a comfortable spot for them.
“Maybe I should be late more often.” He finally said in jest.
“Don’t you dare,” Changmin said into Yunho’s hair.