For Your Viewing Pleasure (Kyuhyun/Hangeng)

[warmboys]

Fandom: Super Junior
Character/Pairing: Kyuhyun/Hangeng
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~800
Summary: Kyuhyun is a big fan of "Super Girl."
A/N: warning! fail!almost-porn! hastily written before bedtime! OOC! never writing above R rating again! i was horny!

For Your Viewing Pleasure

They caught him in his room, jeans pulled right below the buttocks, face flushed crimson. His long fingers tapered around his cock, pumping it in short, quick strokes. He opened his mouth to release a moan just as Ryeowook gasped and slammed the door behind him. He turned around and saw Hangeng standing in front of the doorway, awkwardly. He loosened his grip.

“We are leaving in ten minutes,” Hangeng said, attempting to make a smooth exit out of the room just as Kyuhyun reached over with his unoccupied hand to pull him back.

“Wait, ge. I’ll be done faster if you stay,” Kyuhyun rasped into his ear, a sound that didn’t seem to have come out of his mouth. Hangeng had never heard him like this.

“… Okay.” After a moment, Hangeng sat down cautiously on Kyuhyun’s bed. He looked around the room, training his eyes on the different shades of beige in the wallpaper and ignoring the sound of fingers slicking up and down the shaft of a penis.

And the music that he only just now noticed had been playing in the background all along.

“You’re listening to our new song?”

Kyuhyun didn’t respond, eyes fixed on the computer screen. “I love the next part.”

Hangeng leaned closer and saw himself dancing in the middle with one arm raised just slightly above his head while everyone else stooped low around him and swung their arms to the rhythm. It was hardly the highlight of the choreography.

Kyuhyun continued. “You look so good. God, I never knew.”

Hangeng looked at the back of his head, trying to piece together what his di di was saying. “Thank you?”

“I mean, you always look good. But not like this.”

“Not like what?”

“Like, ‘fuck me now’ good.”

Hangeng began to laugh and then stopped. This is inappropriate, he reminded himself. “I’m pretty sure that wasn’t running through my mind at the time.”

“It’s hot. Oh, and here’s our only interaction in the whole video. I have my mouth open like I’m about to suck you off.”

“Kyuhyun.”

“Wait. Call me Kui Xian.”

“Kui Xian.”

“Yes?”

“Are you… trying to tell me something?”

Kyuhyun spun around in his swivel chair to look at Hangeng. Hangeng tried to focus on his face as he spoke but couldn’t stop his eyes from wandering. The faintest happy trail, like soft baby hair, imprints in the skin around his waist left by the jeans, which had slid further down to his knees now, and then his fingers, the light hairs just below the knuckles, wrapped around his cock, red and throbbing.

“Do you… need help?” Hangeng asked finally, curving his mouth into a small smile.

Kyuhyun’s eyes grew big, and his face turned redder, now for a different reason. “No-that’s not what-“

But Hangeng had already maneuvered himself to the ground and was kneeling in front of him, with one hand gently swatting away Kyuhyun’s and taking his cock between his forefinger and thumb of the other. He licked the tip, as though tasting a foreign dish, and then eased it into his mouth.

“Oh God,” Kyuhyun was unable to repress a moan as he felt himself plunged into warm wetness. “Ge.”

Hangeng worked quickly and efficiently, not unlike his leadership style in SJ-M. Kyuhyun watched the black head of hair as it bobbed up and down, fascinated by the deftness with which he performed the action, the way he sucked in his cheeks to make it even tighter-God it felt so good he couldn’t even think of pulling out and reaching for the box of tissues nearby when he had already shot come into Hangeng’s mouth.

He didn’t realize it but somewhere along the way he had closed his eyes, eyes he now flashed open as he apologized profusely. “I’m so sorry, ge-I-I got carried away and didn’t take it out-oh my God, I’m so sorry.”

But Hangeng licked his lips and swallowed. “It’s okay.” He patted Kyuhyun lightly where he now lay limp. “You’re young, you’ll develop better self-control later.” He stood up to grab a tissue and dabbed at his mouth.

Hangeng reached into his pocket to pull out his cellphone. “Shit, we’re almost late. Zip up your pants.”

Kyuhyun obliged, slipping on his briefs first and then the tight-fitting jeans over them. “Ge, I’m not, you know.”

Hangeng gave him a knowing look.

“I know,” he said after a short pause. “I get that way about ‘Sorry Sorry,” especially around 3:18. Now go wash your hands quickly before we leave.”

The members were quiet during the car ride, during which Kyuhyun replayed over and over the past ten minutes in his head, except this time Hangeng was wearing suspenders and Buddy Holly glasses.