Truth or Dare: Part 5
Title: Truth or Dare (Part 5)
Genre: Smut, Comedy
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: YeWook, mentions of YeWon
Summary: The game has literally left everybody sexually frustrated.
a/n: my god, smut is getting hard! Haha lame joke there...sorry (sorry sorry sorry)!
Yesung couldn’t sleep. Perhaps it was the fact that it was already getting light outside and the curtains failed to keep the light out. Or maybe, just maybe, it was the throbbing erection that failed to go down. Either one really, but Yesung knew himself that he would sleep perfectly well no matter what time of day it was (speaking of which, it was already, - Yesung looked at the clock - 4 o’clock!). Yesung sat up in his bed against the headboard, knowing fully well that he wasn’t going to get any sleep when every time he moved his body, the covers rubbed against his length making him jerk. This wasn’t working for him.
Fuck my life. Why me? Why can’t I just stop thinking about him?
Because I love him.
What the fuck is this? Stop thinking about him. STOP.
I can’t. He’s always there. No matter what I do, he’s always on my mind.
Why don’t you listen to me?! I’m the one who you’re supposed to listen to.
Oh will you shut the hell up. I’m trying to be profound here! Yesung thought, having a mini conversation with himself. Yesung thought back to what happened earlier on that night and smiled. Everybody was probably getting it on by now. And I’m not, Yesung thought as his smile quickly turned into a frown. What he needed was the comfort of his best friend. Getting up from the bed, he tiptoed out of his room before placing a soft knock on Ryeowook’s door. After a while, he didn’t hear an answer so he opened the door slowly, so it didn’t make noise, and walked into the eternal magnae’s room.
“Wookie? Are you awake?” He whispered, hovering over the bed.
“Ryeowook?” He said a bit louder.
“RYEOWOOK.” He said, fully speaking out this time.
Ryeowook opened his eyes slowly but jerked up the bed when he saw a glooming figure hover over him.
“Oh good, you’re awake.” The familiar voice said.
“Yesung?” Ryeowook asked, rubbing his eyes adjusting to the light. Yesung sat down on the bed near Ryeowook’s feet, his bare chest and face not completely visable.
“I need help, Ryeowook-ah.” Yesung said, his voice low and seductive.
“Help with what hyung?”
“I can’t get him out of my mind.”
“Who?”
“Siwon.” Yesung simply stated, looking downwards. But his sadness soon turned into anger as he looked down at his erection. “I mean, look at this,” he said while he grabbed his dick harshly, “What the fuck is this? What am I supposed to do with this?” He yelled quietly, not wanting to wake up the other members. Ryewook’s eyes looked down at Yesung’s length and he swallowed loudly.
“You...uh...You need to...uh...Forget about him.” He stuttered out.
“You don’t understand, Ryeowook.” Yesung said, hand still firmly on his dick.
“Oh no, I do.” Ryeowook said wondering why he was feeling the heat surround him. Why is it so hot in here? Ryeowook asked himself then decided to open the window. He pulled off the covers and got up off the bed.
“Hey? Where are you going?” Yesung asked but Ryeowook failed to hear him. Ryeowook continued to walk to the window and Yesung got up off the bed.
“YAH!” He shouted at he grabbed Ryeowook’s wrist and jerked him back, causing them both to fall on the bed carelessly. Yesung on top of Ryeowook. Oh shit.
“What were you doing?” Yesung asked, his face only centimetres away from Ryeowook’s.
Gulping loudly once again, Ryeowook answered him as casually as he could, trying not to moan from the friction he was feeling from Yesung’s erection, “I was just going to open the window hyung.”
“Oh.” Yesung said, feeling a little bit embarrassed, but more importantly, turned on. He stayed in his position, pinning Ryeowook down to the bed with his body as he stared into Ryeowook eyes. As he continued to look, he started to take in Ryeowook’s delicate beauty: his high cheek bones; his innocent eyes; his pouty lips.
“Hyung?” Ryeowook whispered before feeling his lips being attacked by another’s. He instinctively closed his eyes as he felt melt into the kiss as Yesung coaxed his lips open before pushing his tongue inside. Yesung moaned in his mouth from the sexual feeling after feeling so hot for so long. But now that he had a taster, he wanted more.
Yesung unbuttoned Ryeowook’s pyjamas - the ones that had sheep on them which made Ryeowook look fucking adorable - and slowly moved his small hand to his ribs. His mouth took a new route and moved to Ryeowook’s soft neck, Ryeowook moaning softly as Yesung did so. Yesung continued further downwards and reached his collarbone before the situation switched so Yesung was on bottom.
“You’re pretty strong for having such a small frame,” Yesung panted out, feeling out of breath. Ryeowook simply glared at him, trying to get answers as to why Yesung was doing this to him. But, all he found was pure lust. Ryeowook lowered his head and their lips connected once again, slower and more passionate this time as Ryeowook straddled Yesung, their erections pressing together. Ryeowook removed his hips slightly to remove his bottoms as Yesung removed his own, both of them shaking from nervousness, but still did it none the less. Kissing lightly, he moved all the way down to his naked groin, where his length bounced against his own stomach.
Yesung looked down at the sight of Ryeowook taking his length into his mouth and moaned out loud. His nostrils flared slightly as he pulled in a deep, harsh breath.
“Oh god, Ryeowook. That feels so good.” He moaned again, pumping himself into Ryeowook’s petite mouth and knew he had to be inside Ryeowook right now or else he would die from lack of sex. Yesung flipped the situation around again and Ryeowook connected his ankles around Yesung’s slim hips.
“Where’s the lube?” Yesung asked fiddling around the drawers next to the bed when he finally found the bottle. Slathering his cock with the liquid and placing his dick at Ryeowook’s entrance.
“Hyung, are you not going to prepare me?” Ryeowook asked quietly.
“No.” Yesung said before slamming into Ryeowook forcefully. He had had this erection for too long to take it slow. Ryeowook called out Yesung’s name as though he were singing as he felt himself being filled.
“HYUNG! Be easy with me.” He moaned taking breaths between the thrusts which were pounding into him.
“Shut up.” Yesung said, not really knowing what Ryeowook had said due to the ringing in his ears from the amount of heat surround him.
“It hurts!” Ryeowook called out.
“It’ll get better, Wookie-ah.” He moaned as he bent forward to place a kiss on the other, his philtrum covered beads of sweet sweat, bending Ryeowook’s body to allow him better access. He pushed in deeper and deeper, moaning as he felt himself being lost, placing kisses wherever his mouth took him.
“FUCK!” Ryeowook swore as he felt an explosion within him. The world blurred as he felt Yesung give him pleasure in rapid but smooth strokes.
“More. Give me more Yesung.”
Yesung’s breathing was rasped as he plunged in harder, over and over again building his climax. They were both mindless to anything apart from the mind numbing pleasure pushing them closer and closer.
“JONGWOON!” Ryeowook shouted as he felt wave after wave surge through his body of pure luscious pleasure. He exploded himself over his chest as Yesung felt the muscles clamp down onto his dick and that was all it took for him to see spots behind his closed eyelids as he hammered slower but more powerfully into the warm cavern in which was Ryeowook.
Yesung collapsed against Ryeowook, his wet forehead against the bed next to Ryeowook head.
“Still thinking about Siwon?”
“Fuck no.”
a/n: I apologize in advance because this is rushed haha. I had trouble ending it...fail?
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