Nothing Better Than That
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 1106 words of PWP.
Summary: Sex doesn't need a reason. (An excuse for my plot-less p0rN)
A/N: Apparently, ending a relationship gives me the inspiration to write. For all the KyuMin shippers out there who have undying faith in the pairing despite the whole QMi wave and broken!KyuMin. Calling out to everyone out there, just give me more happy KyuMin, would you? Unbeta'd, please point out the mistakes if you spot any.
Btw, this is my first smut fic. So... concrit is welcomed.
Kyuhyun could barely react when Sungmin pinned him to the bed. When he finally managed to grasp the situation, his boyfriend was already undressed and nibbling on his earlobe, hands bunching his t-shirt around his chest.
He could feel the heat radiating from Sungmin’s body, and he desperately tried to recall what he learned about heat energy during Science class many years ago. He was fairly certain that human bodies were not heat conductors… then why the hell did he feel so hot already? The feeling of a soft, warm hand wrapped around his cock snapped him out of his momentary trance, and his hips reacted almost instinctively as he bucked into the warm grasp.
“Hyung!” A loud gasp was all Kyuhyun could manage when he felt Sungmin yank his jeans down and the next moment, his throbbing cock was encased in warm wetness. He propped himself up on his elbows and looked at the beautiful man between his legs. As if on cue, Sungmin looked up and their gazes met. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Kyuhyun groaned and tangled his fingers with Sungmin’s hair. He thought he was going to explode there and then, because fuck, how could Sungmin look at him with those large innocent eyes, still looking adorable as ever, when he had his mouth wrapped around his cock?
Sungmin ran his tongue up and down Kyuhyun’s length, and paused to swirl around the tip while his hands groped Kyuhyun’s ass. Unrestricted by anything, Kyuhyun bucked into the warm cavern surrounding his dick, and he let loose a moan when Sungmin hummed around him. The contrasting sensations were driving him crazy with need: blinding wet heat sending vibrations down his cock and teasing fingers groping his ass, occasionally flicking across his entrance.
Before he knew, he was begging to be fucked when he felt slicked fingers probing his entrance, pushing in, but withdrawing so quickly before he could feel enough of it (He did not know when Sungmin had lubed his fingers, and frankly, he couldn’t be bothered to find out). “Hyung…please, don’t tease, please…” Sungmin chuckled lightly and it sent delicious vibrations down his cock; he swirled his tongue around Kyuhyun’s length one last time before releasing it with a loud pop. The erotic sound sent frissons of excitement down Kyuhyun’s spine as he anticipated Sungmin’s next move.
“So needy today, Kyuhyun-ah,” Sungmin’s voice was low and seductive, and Kyuhyun’s eyes snapped wide open when he suddenly plunged two fingers deep inside him. He ground his hips against Sungmin’s fingers and all he could think of was, “More, more, more!” He needed more.
“Kyu…” Sungmin whispered, and Kyuhyun saw that his eyes were clouded by lust as he pulled Kyuhyun’s right hand to his mouth. Kyuhyun’s breathing became slightly unsteady as Sungmin sucked on his finger, his tongue mimicking swirling around his finger, and Kyuhyun was reminded of what it did to his cock earlier on. “Join me,” Sungmin murmured around his fingers, and before Kyuhyun could ask him what he meant, his hand was guided to his entrance where two of Sungmin’s fingers sliding in and out of him. Kyuhyun stared at Sungmin, and his boyfriend smiled his usual guileless smile; for a moment, Kyuhyun forgot that they were just about to have sex. Until Sungmin held onto his hand and guided his finger inside. Three fingers was nothing compared to what was going to enter later on, but it was the feeling of his fingers against Sungmin’s fingers, inside himself that made him clench his muscles. Sungmin started a rhythm and Kyuhyun could feel their fingers pressing right against his prostate.
“Hyung… Min… enough, it’s enough,” Kyuhyun gasped as he withdrew his fingers hastily, pulling Sungmin’s out too. He reached up and pulled Sungmin towards him into another blinding kiss, wet and sloppy, but nonetheless perfect. The way their lips locked and tongues tangled was perfect; the way Sungmin’s body fitted nicely against his was perfect. Sex with Sungmin was perfect; it was like completion. The moment Sungmin entered him and filled him, he thought Sungmin had filled his soul too.
“Kyu, Kyu, Kyu…” Sungmin panted heavily next to Kyuhyun’s ear as he thrust in and out, and Kyuhyun wrapped his legs around his waist. He grabbed onto Kyuhyun’s right thigh and pushed his right leg backwards for better purchase as he slammed in harder. “Fuck, Kyu, you’re so tight,” Kyuhyun moaned at those words, Sungmin rarely swore, and when he did, Kyuhyun found it so incredibly sexy and it turned him on even more.
“Please… hyung, harder, please,” The pleasure was so intense and Kyuhyun just wanted more, more and more. Sungmin shifted his hips slightly and pulled out all the way, causing Kyuhyun to whimper at the sudden emptiness. He writhed and moaned wantonly, and when Sungmin still didn’t budge, he knew what he wanted. They’d been through this many times before, he knew that when Sungmin topped he became domineering and somehow Kyuhyun became submissive. He didn’t mind the occasional change, because it just made the sex better. He unwrapped his legs from Sungmin’s waist and spread his legs invitingly, “Please, fuck me, hyung.”
The sight of Kyuhyun begging to be fucked so shamelessly was more than Sungmin could take, “As you wish, Kyuhyunnie.” With that, he slammed into Kyuhyun and buried himself right to the hilt. “Fuck! Yes! Right there!” Kyuhyun cried as he arched his back.
“I’m gonna fuck you so hard ‘til you come without me touching you…” The combined feeling of Sungmin pounding into him roughly and whispering filth into his ear was too much for Kyuhyun. He reached down to finish himself, only to have his hands pinned to the bed. “I said I’m gonna make you come without touching you at all,” Sungmin hissed into his ear, and bit hard on his earlobe. “Come for me,” each word punctuated with a hard thrust, and Kyuhyun was sent over the edge. “Hyung!” he exploded with a loud cry and white fluid splattered over his chest and Sungmin’s abdomen.
Sungmin followed right after, the feel of Kyuhyun clenching tightly around his cock was more than enough to bring him to his peak. “Kyuhyun, Kyuhyun, Kyuhyun,” he murmured into Kyuhyun’s ear as he worked the both of them through their orgasm.
Both of them lay in a mess of tangled limbs; sweaty and panting, but unwilling to move. The sex was always great, Sungmin thought, but both he and Kyuhyun enjoyed the afterglow more. Being wrapped around each other, listening to heartbeats and falling asleep together was the best.
Okay, the sex did make it better.
Word count: 1106 words of PWP.
Summary: Sex doesn't need a reason. (An excuse for my plot-less p0rN)
A/N: Apparently, ending a relationship gives me the inspiration to write. For all the KyuMin shippers out there who have undying faith in the pairing despite the whole QMi wave and broken!KyuMin. Calling out to everyone out there, just give me more happy KyuMin, would you? Unbeta'd, please point out the mistakes if you spot any.
Btw, this is my first smut fic. So... concrit is welcomed.
Kyuhyun could barely react when Sungmin pinned him to the bed. When he finally managed to grasp the situation, his boyfriend was already undressed and nibbling on his earlobe, hands bunching his t-shirt around his chest.
He could feel the heat radiating from Sungmin’s body, and he desperately tried to recall what he learned about heat energy during Science class many years ago. He was fairly certain that human bodies were not heat conductors… then why the hell did he feel so hot already? The feeling of a soft, warm hand wrapped around his cock snapped him out of his momentary trance, and his hips reacted almost instinctively as he bucked into the warm grasp.
“Hyung!” A loud gasp was all Kyuhyun could manage when he felt Sungmin yank his jeans down and the next moment, his throbbing cock was encased in warm wetness. He propped himself up on his elbows and looked at the beautiful man between his legs. As if on cue, Sungmin looked up and their gazes met. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Kyuhyun groaned and tangled his fingers with Sungmin’s hair. He thought he was going to explode there and then, because fuck, how could Sungmin look at him with those large innocent eyes, still looking adorable as ever, when he had his mouth wrapped around his cock?
Sungmin ran his tongue up and down Kyuhyun’s length, and paused to swirl around the tip while his hands groped Kyuhyun’s ass. Unrestricted by anything, Kyuhyun bucked into the warm cavern surrounding his dick, and he let loose a moan when Sungmin hummed around him. The contrasting sensations were driving him crazy with need: blinding wet heat sending vibrations down his cock and teasing fingers groping his ass, occasionally flicking across his entrance.
Before he knew, he was begging to be fucked when he felt slicked fingers probing his entrance, pushing in, but withdrawing so quickly before he could feel enough of it (He did not know when Sungmin had lubed his fingers, and frankly, he couldn’t be bothered to find out). “Hyung…please, don’t tease, please…” Sungmin chuckled lightly and it sent delicious vibrations down his cock; he swirled his tongue around Kyuhyun’s length one last time before releasing it with a loud pop. The erotic sound sent frissons of excitement down Kyuhyun’s spine as he anticipated Sungmin’s next move.
“So needy today, Kyuhyun-ah,” Sungmin’s voice was low and seductive, and Kyuhyun’s eyes snapped wide open when he suddenly plunged two fingers deep inside him. He ground his hips against Sungmin’s fingers and all he could think of was, “More, more, more!” He needed more.
“Kyu…” Sungmin whispered, and Kyuhyun saw that his eyes were clouded by lust as he pulled Kyuhyun’s right hand to his mouth. Kyuhyun’s breathing became slightly unsteady as Sungmin sucked on his finger, his tongue mimicking swirling around his finger, and Kyuhyun was reminded of what it did to his cock earlier on. “Join me,” Sungmin murmured around his fingers, and before Kyuhyun could ask him what he meant, his hand was guided to his entrance where two of Sungmin’s fingers sliding in and out of him. Kyuhyun stared at Sungmin, and his boyfriend smiled his usual guileless smile; for a moment, Kyuhyun forgot that they were just about to have sex. Until Sungmin held onto his hand and guided his finger inside. Three fingers was nothing compared to what was going to enter later on, but it was the feeling of his fingers against Sungmin’s fingers, inside himself that made him clench his muscles. Sungmin started a rhythm and Kyuhyun could feel their fingers pressing right against his prostate.
“Hyung… Min… enough, it’s enough,” Kyuhyun gasped as he withdrew his fingers hastily, pulling Sungmin’s out too. He reached up and pulled Sungmin towards him into another blinding kiss, wet and sloppy, but nonetheless perfect. The way their lips locked and tongues tangled was perfect; the way Sungmin’s body fitted nicely against his was perfect. Sex with Sungmin was perfect; it was like completion. The moment Sungmin entered him and filled him, he thought Sungmin had filled his soul too.
“Kyu, Kyu, Kyu…” Sungmin panted heavily next to Kyuhyun’s ear as he thrust in and out, and Kyuhyun wrapped his legs around his waist. He grabbed onto Kyuhyun’s right thigh and pushed his right leg backwards for better purchase as he slammed in harder. “Fuck, Kyu, you’re so tight,” Kyuhyun moaned at those words, Sungmin rarely swore, and when he did, Kyuhyun found it so incredibly sexy and it turned him on even more.
“Please… hyung, harder, please,” The pleasure was so intense and Kyuhyun just wanted more, more and more. Sungmin shifted his hips slightly and pulled out all the way, causing Kyuhyun to whimper at the sudden emptiness. He writhed and moaned wantonly, and when Sungmin still didn’t budge, he knew what he wanted. They’d been through this many times before, he knew that when Sungmin topped he became domineering and somehow Kyuhyun became submissive. He didn’t mind the occasional change, because it just made the sex better. He unwrapped his legs from Sungmin’s waist and spread his legs invitingly, “Please, fuck me, hyung.”
The sight of Kyuhyun begging to be fucked so shamelessly was more than Sungmin could take, “As you wish, Kyuhyunnie.” With that, he slammed into Kyuhyun and buried himself right to the hilt. “Fuck! Yes! Right there!” Kyuhyun cried as he arched his back.
“I’m gonna fuck you so hard ‘til you come without me touching you…” The combined feeling of Sungmin pounding into him roughly and whispering filth into his ear was too much for Kyuhyun. He reached down to finish himself, only to have his hands pinned to the bed. “I said I’m gonna make you come without touching you at all,” Sungmin hissed into his ear, and bit hard on his earlobe. “Come for me,” each word punctuated with a hard thrust, and Kyuhyun was sent over the edge. “Hyung!” he exploded with a loud cry and white fluid splattered over his chest and Sungmin’s abdomen.
Sungmin followed right after, the feel of Kyuhyun clenching tightly around his cock was more than enough to bring him to his peak. “Kyuhyun, Kyuhyun, Kyuhyun,” he murmured into Kyuhyun’s ear as he worked the both of them through their orgasm.
Both of them lay in a mess of tangled limbs; sweaty and panting, but unwilling to move. The sex was always great, Sungmin thought, but both he and Kyuhyun enjoyed the afterglow more. Being wrapped around each other, listening to heartbeats and falling asleep together was the best.
Okay, the sex did make it better.