Obscure pairings -- Suju -- #3 --- Sungmin & Donghae
Title: Soju & SuJu
Pairing: Sungmin/Donghae, hints of others
Rating: Hard R?
Genre: Crack, Smut
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except my twisted mind.
Summary: Sungmin drinks too much soju while SuJu watch a game on tv.
Word count: 1591
Notes: Un-betad. Written for midorihaven to feel better. I'm not sure about the rating because there's no actual sex.
Soju & Suju
Sungmin was sprawled over the living room couch as he watched Donghae across the room. He rolled up into a ball when the younger man looked over at him, his muscles tensing with that adorable gaze he'd received.
The dorm was full of noisy, rowdy members cheering for some sports game on TV. Sungmin didn't really care enough to actually listen; he just nodded when they'd rush over to him with their arms in the air, chanting some odd cheer.
"They're winning! They're winning Sungmin-ah!" Kangin shouted across the room, flailing his arms around like a basketcase.
"That's good!" Sungmin said softly, smiling a bit to appear interested.
Kangin ran across the house, jumping on Kyuhyun and Eeteuk excitedly. Sungmin continued to watch Donghae --who was playing a computer game Eunhyuk had recommended-- his arms crossed, waiting patiently for the noise to stop so he could come up with a plan.
Unfortunately, the noise didn't stop, it worsened. But by the time the game was over, they were all incoherent drunks with too much pride to admit they'd had a bit too much alcohol. They'd stopped bothering him at least. Eeteuk screamed across the house: "Shut up! We need more booze! Convenience store trip, I'll drive."
Sungmin's eyes widened, he knew the horror that was Eeteuk's driving when he was sober, he couldn't imagine how awful he was when slightly tipsy. But this was his chance; all the members rushed out the door behind their hyperactive leader.
"Donghae--" His voice came out small, almost scared. And Donghae didn't hear it.
"Dong--Hae." A cracking voice wasn't much more appealing, he needed a drink.
Sungmin rushed into the kitchen, grabbing the nearly empty bottle of soju and guzzling it down. He looked around the room; he could still see clearly, it wasn't enough. He grabbed a new bottle, drinking half of it and putting it down with a clunk. Sungmin hissed, the burning in his throat was getting severe. But if this was what it took to gain courage he had to continue. He gulped down the last of the bottle; the room was spinning and he'd forgotten why he'd started in the first place.
Donghae closed his laptop gently, packing it away in a corner of the living room. He looked around the room, everyone had left and he hadn't noticed. But there was a weird gurgling sound in the kitchen, maybe someone was still at home. Donghae crept toward the kitchen, hiding behind the doorframe when he realized Sungmin was in the room.
"Donghae, you know, we should--like--have sex." Sungmin grumbled, sliding his fingers through his hair and taking another sip of the addictive beverage. It was harder finding a pickup line when you were drunk.
"We--you know--we could do it." Sungmin sucked in air; that sounded too vague and needy, even for a drunk person.
"Fuck! We should!" Sungmin laughed out loud, it was getting pathetic.
Donghae snickered behind his hand quietly, amused by the last line. Sungmin leaned over the table, trying to see who had returned from the store. "Is someone thereeee?" Sungmin slurred, squinting to try and focus his vision.
"It's just me." Donghae entered the room, his arms behind his back innocently.
Sungmin coughed violently (why had he taken such a big sip?), banging his chest to get the hard liquor down. He waved at Donghae, the one that wasn't floating on the ceiling. He wanted to inquire about when Donghae learned to fly, but he held his tongue. "Come, drink with me!" He flailed his arms about, the bottle of soju in his grasp spilling over the floor.
"I think you've had enough." Donghae chuckled a bit, grabbing some paper towel to wipe up the floor.
Sungmin bent under the table, bottle attached to his hand like glue, watching as Donghae wiped up the strong-smelling liquid. He licked his lips unconsciously, frowning when it tasted like that wretched alcohol he'd been drinking. Sungmin crawled closer, wrapping his fingers around Donghae's left arm --his right one still busy cleaning up the mess-- trying to get his attention.
"Hmm?" Donghae said, balling his fists up and leaning them against his thighs, his legs tucked under him cutely.
"Want me, I kiss you." sungmin slapped his forehead, it had come out backwards. He giggled, ashamed of himself. "I meant--Kiss me, I want you."
Donghae pinched Sungmin's cheek's gently. "I'm not sure if I should listen to drunken demands." He laughed slightly.
Sungmin wasn't laughing at all. It was bad enough that he had this horrible taste in his mouth that slid down his throat and burnt his chest, but to have the man he longed for think he was being silly was a new level of anger. Enough was enough. Sungmin leaned in, pinning Donghae down and kissing him roughly.
"I asked--" Sungmin nibbled on the younger man's bottom lip. "--nicely, but you--" Sungmin slid his fingers over an exposed collarbone, his bottle of soju still firmly in his grip. "--didn't get it."
Donghae smiled widely; he never knew Sungmin could be this adorable. He took the precious item away from the intoxicated man, pressing it to his lips for a sip and putting it down on the floor further away. "We won't need anymore of that." He wrapped his arms around Sungmin's neck, pulling him in for a more gentle kiss.
Once the kiss ended, Sungmin stared at the man below him, one eye closing in attempt to see his facial expression. "I can't really see your face right now, did you like it?" Sungmin snickered, his hips wiggling in time with his laugh.
"I did. And I'll enjoy this too." Donghae rolled until he was on top of Sungmin, placing soft kisses down his face, fingers toying with the edge of his sweater.
It felt nice, but Sungmin wanted it to feel great and powerful and passionate. He folded his legs securely around Donghae, his fingers creeping under the surprised man's shirt to tweak a nipple. "Do you know how much I just drank?" Sungmin said sloppily, his words all jumbled together. "You better show me it was worth it."
Donghae liked this bitchy side of Sungmin, it was surprisingly still cute. He nipped at Sungmin's earlobe, his hands flat against the toned stomach, hips moving in closer to Sungmin's.
"That's more like it." Sungmin whispered, a moan slipping past his lips when warm skin pressed against his own, shirts thrown aside carelessly. The heat between their bodies grew; chests, lips and hips touching, fingers intertwined and curling with each new kiss.
Sungmin knew this wasn't exactly how he'd imagined it, but it felt so good and he was so drunk that it didn't really matter. When Donghae's lips curled up into a smirk, Sungmin thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. Fingers were squeezed tightly as hips moved up and down at a dangerous pace, he knew now that it wasn't his imagination.
"Shouldn't we go somewhere more--" Donghae licked the shell of Sungmin's ear, his fingers edging into the open jeans, (When had he even opened the jeans?) creeping into the tight, pink briefs. "--private?"
Sungmin thought he had answered, but when Donghae's fingers continued to stroke him slowly, he couldn't remember the question exactly and his mind stopped functioning when fingers twisted and waitwaitwait--there-dontmoveplease. The long drawn out moan was answer enough for donghae who continued to twist his wrist over the hardening skin, Sungmin now thrusting his hips into those delicate fingers.
As much as he would have liked to last a bit longer, the mix of rough friction on his cock, and the teeth and lips steadily pulling his blood to the surface of his skin (his first hickey!) prevented any control he would have had when sober. He came suddenly, his moans progressively quieter as he soiled the chosen man's fingers.
"I'm s-sorry." The pleasure was still streaming through his veins as he tried to force out an excuse. "I'm so drunk--can't--function." He panted into Donghae's ear and that was sexy enough that the explanation didn't really matter, his fingers still rubbing gently over the throbbing heat.
"You can make it up to me." Donghae kissed Sungmin slowly, his tongue licking over the alcohol-soaked skin, tasting the bitter aftertaste.
A sudden clamor of applause and cheers came from the hall, just outside the kitchen. Siwon, Eeteuk, Kangin and the rest of the men in drunken stupor --Sungmin couldn't make out all the faces-- stood there grinning wildly. Donghae hurriedly helped Sungmin with his pants, covering his own arousal with both hands as they leapt up from the tiled floor.
"Good show you guys." Kangin announced, still clapping his hands noisily.
Eeteuk nudged him, pointing to Donghae's problem area and giggling softly. Siwon covered his eyes, pushing the two older men down the hall to give them privacy. Kyuhyun complained that he wanted to join in and Heechul promptly kicking him in the ass for being a greedy, little brat. Ryeowook took a picture with his cellular phone before escaping down the hall towards his room and locking the door.
Donghae smiled timidly: "Maybe they won't remember tomorrow? They're all drunk."
"Maybe--" Sungmin scratched his head, putting his shirt back on. "Maybe I won't either."
Donghae laughed, grabbing a tissue to wipe his fingers on. "Let's not wait until then to continue." He pulled Sungmin with him into the bathroom, turning on the shower head. Neither slept a wink that night, including the curious ears pressed against the bathroom door.
--The END--
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Pairing: Sungmin/Donghae, hints of others
Rating: Hard R?
Genre: Crack, Smut
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except my twisted mind.
Summary: Sungmin drinks too much soju while SuJu watch a game on tv.
Word count: 1591
Notes: Un-betad. Written for midorihaven to feel better. I'm not sure about the rating because there's no actual sex.
Soju & Suju
Sungmin was sprawled over the living room couch as he watched Donghae across the room. He rolled up into a ball when the younger man looked over at him, his muscles tensing with that adorable gaze he'd received.
The dorm was full of noisy, rowdy members cheering for some sports game on TV. Sungmin didn't really care enough to actually listen; he just nodded when they'd rush over to him with their arms in the air, chanting some odd cheer.
"They're winning! They're winning Sungmin-ah!" Kangin shouted across the room, flailing his arms around like a basketcase.
"That's good!" Sungmin said softly, smiling a bit to appear interested.
Kangin ran across the house, jumping on Kyuhyun and Eeteuk excitedly. Sungmin continued to watch Donghae --who was playing a computer game Eunhyuk had recommended-- his arms crossed, waiting patiently for the noise to stop so he could come up with a plan.
Unfortunately, the noise didn't stop, it worsened. But by the time the game was over, they were all incoherent drunks with too much pride to admit they'd had a bit too much alcohol. They'd stopped bothering him at least. Eeteuk screamed across the house: "Shut up! We need more booze! Convenience store trip, I'll drive."
Sungmin's eyes widened, he knew the horror that was Eeteuk's driving when he was sober, he couldn't imagine how awful he was when slightly tipsy. But this was his chance; all the members rushed out the door behind their hyperactive leader.
"Donghae--" His voice came out small, almost scared. And Donghae didn't hear it.
"Dong--Hae." A cracking voice wasn't much more appealing, he needed a drink.
Sungmin rushed into the kitchen, grabbing the nearly empty bottle of soju and guzzling it down. He looked around the room; he could still see clearly, it wasn't enough. He grabbed a new bottle, drinking half of it and putting it down with a clunk. Sungmin hissed, the burning in his throat was getting severe. But if this was what it took to gain courage he had to continue. He gulped down the last of the bottle; the room was spinning and he'd forgotten why he'd started in the first place.
Donghae closed his laptop gently, packing it away in a corner of the living room. He looked around the room, everyone had left and he hadn't noticed. But there was a weird gurgling sound in the kitchen, maybe someone was still at home. Donghae crept toward the kitchen, hiding behind the doorframe when he realized Sungmin was in the room.
"Donghae, you know, we should--like--have sex." Sungmin grumbled, sliding his fingers through his hair and taking another sip of the addictive beverage. It was harder finding a pickup line when you were drunk.
"We--you know--we could do it." Sungmin sucked in air; that sounded too vague and needy, even for a drunk person.
"Fuck! We should!" Sungmin laughed out loud, it was getting pathetic.
Donghae snickered behind his hand quietly, amused by the last line. Sungmin leaned over the table, trying to see who had returned from the store. "Is someone thereeee?" Sungmin slurred, squinting to try and focus his vision.
"It's just me." Donghae entered the room, his arms behind his back innocently.
Sungmin coughed violently (why had he taken such a big sip?), banging his chest to get the hard liquor down. He waved at Donghae, the one that wasn't floating on the ceiling. He wanted to inquire about when Donghae learned to fly, but he held his tongue. "Come, drink with me!" He flailed his arms about, the bottle of soju in his grasp spilling over the floor.
"I think you've had enough." Donghae chuckled a bit, grabbing some paper towel to wipe up the floor.
Sungmin bent under the table, bottle attached to his hand like glue, watching as Donghae wiped up the strong-smelling liquid. He licked his lips unconsciously, frowning when it tasted like that wretched alcohol he'd been drinking. Sungmin crawled closer, wrapping his fingers around Donghae's left arm --his right one still busy cleaning up the mess-- trying to get his attention.
"Hmm?" Donghae said, balling his fists up and leaning them against his thighs, his legs tucked under him cutely.
"Want me, I kiss you." sungmin slapped his forehead, it had come out backwards. He giggled, ashamed of himself. "I meant--Kiss me, I want you."
Donghae pinched Sungmin's cheek's gently. "I'm not sure if I should listen to drunken demands." He laughed slightly.
Sungmin wasn't laughing at all. It was bad enough that he had this horrible taste in his mouth that slid down his throat and burnt his chest, but to have the man he longed for think he was being silly was a new level of anger. Enough was enough. Sungmin leaned in, pinning Donghae down and kissing him roughly.
"I asked--" Sungmin nibbled on the younger man's bottom lip. "--nicely, but you--" Sungmin slid his fingers over an exposed collarbone, his bottle of soju still firmly in his grip. "--didn't get it."
Donghae smiled widely; he never knew Sungmin could be this adorable. He took the precious item away from the intoxicated man, pressing it to his lips for a sip and putting it down on the floor further away. "We won't need anymore of that." He wrapped his arms around Sungmin's neck, pulling him in for a more gentle kiss.
Once the kiss ended, Sungmin stared at the man below him, one eye closing in attempt to see his facial expression. "I can't really see your face right now, did you like it?" Sungmin snickered, his hips wiggling in time with his laugh.
"I did. And I'll enjoy this too." Donghae rolled until he was on top of Sungmin, placing soft kisses down his face, fingers toying with the edge of his sweater.
It felt nice, but Sungmin wanted it to feel great and powerful and passionate. He folded his legs securely around Donghae, his fingers creeping under the surprised man's shirt to tweak a nipple. "Do you know how much I just drank?" Sungmin said sloppily, his words all jumbled together. "You better show me it was worth it."
Donghae liked this bitchy side of Sungmin, it was surprisingly still cute. He nipped at Sungmin's earlobe, his hands flat against the toned stomach, hips moving in closer to Sungmin's.
"That's more like it." Sungmin whispered, a moan slipping past his lips when warm skin pressed against his own, shirts thrown aside carelessly. The heat between their bodies grew; chests, lips and hips touching, fingers intertwined and curling with each new kiss.
Sungmin knew this wasn't exactly how he'd imagined it, but it felt so good and he was so drunk that it didn't really matter. When Donghae's lips curled up into a smirk, Sungmin thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. Fingers were squeezed tightly as hips moved up and down at a dangerous pace, he knew now that it wasn't his imagination.
"Shouldn't we go somewhere more--" Donghae licked the shell of Sungmin's ear, his fingers edging into the open jeans, (When had he even opened the jeans?) creeping into the tight, pink briefs. "--private?"
Sungmin thought he had answered, but when Donghae's fingers continued to stroke him slowly, he couldn't remember the question exactly and his mind stopped functioning when fingers twisted and waitwaitwait--there-dontmoveplease. The long drawn out moan was answer enough for donghae who continued to twist his wrist over the hardening skin, Sungmin now thrusting his hips into those delicate fingers.
As much as he would have liked to last a bit longer, the mix of rough friction on his cock, and the teeth and lips steadily pulling his blood to the surface of his skin (his first hickey!) prevented any control he would have had when sober. He came suddenly, his moans progressively quieter as he soiled the chosen man's fingers.
"I'm s-sorry." The pleasure was still streaming through his veins as he tried to force out an excuse. "I'm so drunk--can't--function." He panted into Donghae's ear and that was sexy enough that the explanation didn't really matter, his fingers still rubbing gently over the throbbing heat.
"You can make it up to me." Donghae kissed Sungmin slowly, his tongue licking over the alcohol-soaked skin, tasting the bitter aftertaste.
A sudden clamor of applause and cheers came from the hall, just outside the kitchen. Siwon, Eeteuk, Kangin and the rest of the men in drunken stupor --Sungmin couldn't make out all the faces-- stood there grinning wildly. Donghae hurriedly helped Sungmin with his pants, covering his own arousal with both hands as they leapt up from the tiled floor.
"Good show you guys." Kangin announced, still clapping his hands noisily.
Eeteuk nudged him, pointing to Donghae's problem area and giggling softly. Siwon covered his eyes, pushing the two older men down the hall to give them privacy. Kyuhyun complained that he wanted to join in and Heechul promptly kicking him in the ass for being a greedy, little brat. Ryeowook took a picture with his cellular phone before escaping down the hall towards his room and locking the door.
Donghae smiled timidly: "Maybe they won't remember tomorrow? They're all drunk."
"Maybe--" Sungmin scratched his head, putting his shirt back on. "Maybe I won't either."
Donghae laughed, grabbing a tissue to wipe his fingers on. "Let's not wait until then to continue." He pulled Sungmin with him into the bathroom, turning on the shower head. Neither slept a wink that night, including the curious ears pressed against the bathroom door.
--The END--
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