HanSung: Blindfolds
Title: Blindfolds
Starring: Hangeng, Yesung (HanSung), Heechul, Ryeowook
Rating: R
Genre: AU, Romance, Smut
Warnings: Yaoi (boyxboy romance), OOC
Words: 1,671
A/N: Part of 100 Super Junior Fics Challenge - 003. Blindfolds, Hankyung/Yesung
He stumbled inside, his hands flailing around trying to grab something or someone. There was nothing though, he was the first one to enter the room. If only he could remove that blindfold, it was annoying not to be able to see anything. It was against the rules, this was supposed to be some kind of blind dating. This is a bit too literal, don't you think? He didn't know his date, but he even had to get in the room blindfolded.
Dating in the dark with no vision whatsoever. It wasn't Hangeng's thing, really, he loved and preferred to see the person he was talking to. It also made him that more nervous and careful, because what if he accidentally hit her? Perhaps he should just sit down and wait, strain his ears and let his heartbeat accelerate with every sound he heard.
The door opened, Hangeng held his breath as he heard soft footsteps and then a small grunt, some of the furniture moving. Did his date just bumped into something? He better help her, poor thing.
"H-Hello? Be careful, don't hurt yourself!", Hangeng called out softly and fell silent when he noticed the shuffling of feet stopped once he spoke. Had he scared her? It wasn't his intention, damn.
"Just follow my voice, I'm sitting on a couch of some sort. Search for my hands", Hangeng held his hands out high, waiting for his date to near him and join him. The shuffling of feet returned, small steps, carefully and cautious. Then a small hand touched his arm and both jerked away, startled and embarrassed.
Hangeng shifted slightly when he heard his date sit down beside him, keeping what felt like only a little distance between them. He wondered if the couch was small or that his date was a bit more initiative than he had first thought she would be. His hands roamed the space between them, his fingertips lightly touching what must be her leg, thigh perhaps?
"U-Um.. My na-!", a hand was pressed against his face. Rather rough and rude in Hangeng's opinion, but then all fingers disappeared except for one. It lingered on his lips, indicating his date didn't want him to speak.
They were both silent, the finger caressing his lower lip and trailing to his cheek that was burning hot with this mysterious date touching him so intimately. The touch was light but still made his skin tingle in excitement, would it be okay he reached out and touched her face too? Hangeng reached up and brushed the other's hand, letting his fingertips run down the arms and rest of a firm shoulder. Hm, she was a bit broad for a girl? Doesn't matter, appearance isn't everything.
There had been no sign of his date feeling uncomfortable with Hangeng's touches and so he continued, his index finger slowly trailing up the side of his date's neck until he cupped a cheek that was glowing. Seemed they were both blushing during this careful exploration session. His date copied his move, cupping his cheek and making his smile. There was a strange sensation in his stomach as Hangeng leaned his head in the small hand and the thumb that caressed his heated skin.
"Your skin is soft", the Chinaman mumbled softly and for a moment thought he had interrupted the magical moment between them, but he could feel his date smiling at the compliment. That relieved him and he scooted closer, their legs pressing together while both tried to explore each other's face. Hangeng hated the blindfold, he wanted to see who was caressing him so lovingly. As if reading his mind, the hand left his cheek and suddenly the cloth fell from his eyes. Automatically the Chinaman closed them, fearing breaking the rules would end this special date way too soon.
"You can open your eyes, we're in a dark room", his date finally spoke and Hangeng opened his eyes in relief to find that indeed he still couldn't see a thing. Then something registered in his head, something that made him jerk away instantly.
"Y-YOU ARE A MAN?!", he practically shrieked at the one next to him.
"Does that matter? Does it make you feel disgusted?", the other replied and closed the distance once again, pressing their legs together and using a hand to press it against Hangeng's chest, keeping him from getting up that easily.
"A-Ah, n-not really it's just.. Y-You're really not a girl?", Hangeng rubbed his face in defeat, if only it had been a girl.
"Haha, do I sound like a girl to you? Do I feel like one?", the other man grabbed Hangeng's wrist and clumsily pressed it against his private region, giving the Chinaman the explicit chance to feel he was truly a man.
Hangeng jerked away and didn't know what to do when the smaller male climbed on top of him, straddling him on the couch and keeping him down. Their privates were intimately introduced to each other, something Hangeng hadn't expected would happen on a first date. It seemed this male was high on hormones, he could clearly feel the arousal pressing against him.
"I want to play a game", the male on his lap breathed out and Hangeng held his breath when noticing how close their faces were. He still couldn't see a damned thing in the dark, not even this up close.
"I don't want to play a game", Hangeng muttered, trying to figure out what to do with his hands as they automatically itched to grab the other's hips.
"It's a fairly innocent game, I just need your lips", the other whispered seductively with a finger caressing Hangeng's cheek once more. The mysterious date got bolder by the second, especially when Hangeng surrendered and placed his hands on the male's hips, shifting slightly and making their nether regions grind together slightly.
The finger on his cheek slid closer to his mouth and caressed the lower lip like it had done before, though it didn't make Hangeng blush in anticipation like before. He gulped and unconsciously darted his tongue out to lick his lips, brushing the finger with his pink muscle and gasping when the small digit penetrated his mouth. For a moment Hangeng wanted to bite down, but that would be too much, even if he didn't liked what was going on.
"Which finger is it?", the question was vague and it made the Chinaman frown as he held the finger between his lips. He could feel how it rested on his tongue, not moving at all until Hangeng tried to speak.
"Dhonh't ow", he replied before the finger turned in his mouth, his lips sliding over the digit as the other retreated it.
"That was my ring finger. Try again", the one on his lap forced a different finger in his mouth before Hangeng could turn his head. It wiggled, rubbed his tongue and let it scrape against his teeth. How long would Hangeng have to cope with this? He better play along and get this over with.
"Indhex fffinger", he muttered around the digit, earning a chuckle from the other.
"Well done", was all the other said and suddenly began moving his finger in and out, slipping it past Hangeng's lips indicating and visualising something sensual that made Hangeng grab the other's shoulders.
There was no doubt that the arousal grinding against his privates was fuelled by their so called 'fairly innocent game'. To make things worse was that the one on Hangeng's lap forced a second finger in his mouth, continuing the movement and curling the digits against his tongue. It was purely to stimulate Hangeng, but it only made him that more awkward until he couldn't take it any longer and bit down on the fingers in his mouth. The other yelped and retreated the digits, the grinding stopped and Hangeng sighed a breath of relief.
"Sorry, I'm leaving", Hangeng made it pretty clear he was done with this whole date and easily lifted the male off his lap, turning to drop the mysterious date beside him on the couch. He stood and roamed the couch in search for his blindfold, groaning when a hand tugged at his arm and made him stumble on top of the other uncomfortably.
"You don't want to play another game?", came he innocent question from the one beneath his whose lips had found his neck. If only it had been a girl.
"Ugh, no, let me go", Hangeng released himself, grasped a blindfold and stormed out of the dark room. He didn't know if it was his or the blindfold of his date, but it didn't matter as he walked down the hall and flopped down on the couch in the waiting room where two other men stared at him in anticipation.
They also had a date with the male, also convinced a girl would be waiting for them and Hangeng kept silent about the date's true gender. If he had to cope with it, then these two men would have do the same.
"Weeeeell? How was she?", the smirking man next to him asked. Hangeng handed him the blindfold and shrugged.
"Definitely bold and spontaneous", he answered and it was true, he never would have thought people could be like that when their identity wouldn't be revealed.
"Go on, you'll like her Heechul", Hangeng shared a grin with the excited man and watched him walk down the hall and from his sight. Then he turned to the fumbling man beside him and grabbed his shoulders, his eyes showing how truly scared he had been.
"Ryeowook, don't go in there, it's in fact a man, not a woman", he confessed immediately and watched how the younger one gasped and blushed. Hangeng nodded at him and patted his shoulder, announcing that he was going to leave. A frown spread on his face when Ryeowook kept seated on the couch and the other smiled at him shyly.
"Ah..", Hangeng didn't have to ask.
Starring: Hangeng, Yesung (HanSung), Heechul, Ryeowook
Rating: R
Genre: AU, Romance, Smut
Warnings: Yaoi (boyxboy romance), OOC
Words: 1,671
A/N: Part of 100 Super Junior Fics Challenge - 003. Blindfolds, Hankyung/Yesung
He stumbled inside, his hands flailing around trying to grab something or someone. There was nothing though, he was the first one to enter the room. If only he could remove that blindfold, it was annoying not to be able to see anything. It was against the rules, this was supposed to be some kind of blind dating. This is a bit too literal, don't you think? He didn't know his date, but he even had to get in the room blindfolded.
Dating in the dark with no vision whatsoever. It wasn't Hangeng's thing, really, he loved and preferred to see the person he was talking to. It also made him that more nervous and careful, because what if he accidentally hit her? Perhaps he should just sit down and wait, strain his ears and let his heartbeat accelerate with every sound he heard.
The door opened, Hangeng held his breath as he heard soft footsteps and then a small grunt, some of the furniture moving. Did his date just bumped into something? He better help her, poor thing.
"H-Hello? Be careful, don't hurt yourself!", Hangeng called out softly and fell silent when he noticed the shuffling of feet stopped once he spoke. Had he scared her? It wasn't his intention, damn.
"Just follow my voice, I'm sitting on a couch of some sort. Search for my hands", Hangeng held his hands out high, waiting for his date to near him and join him. The shuffling of feet returned, small steps, carefully and cautious. Then a small hand touched his arm and both jerked away, startled and embarrassed.
Hangeng shifted slightly when he heard his date sit down beside him, keeping what felt like only a little distance between them. He wondered if the couch was small or that his date was a bit more initiative than he had first thought she would be. His hands roamed the space between them, his fingertips lightly touching what must be her leg, thigh perhaps?
"U-Um.. My na-!", a hand was pressed against his face. Rather rough and rude in Hangeng's opinion, but then all fingers disappeared except for one. It lingered on his lips, indicating his date didn't want him to speak.
They were both silent, the finger caressing his lower lip and trailing to his cheek that was burning hot with this mysterious date touching him so intimately. The touch was light but still made his skin tingle in excitement, would it be okay he reached out and touched her face too? Hangeng reached up and brushed the other's hand, letting his fingertips run down the arms and rest of a firm shoulder. Hm, she was a bit broad for a girl? Doesn't matter, appearance isn't everything.
There had been no sign of his date feeling uncomfortable with Hangeng's touches and so he continued, his index finger slowly trailing up the side of his date's neck until he cupped a cheek that was glowing. Seemed they were both blushing during this careful exploration session. His date copied his move, cupping his cheek and making his smile. There was a strange sensation in his stomach as Hangeng leaned his head in the small hand and the thumb that caressed his heated skin.
"Your skin is soft", the Chinaman mumbled softly and for a moment thought he had interrupted the magical moment between them, but he could feel his date smiling at the compliment. That relieved him and he scooted closer, their legs pressing together while both tried to explore each other's face. Hangeng hated the blindfold, he wanted to see who was caressing him so lovingly. As if reading his mind, the hand left his cheek and suddenly the cloth fell from his eyes. Automatically the Chinaman closed them, fearing breaking the rules would end this special date way too soon.
"You can open your eyes, we're in a dark room", his date finally spoke and Hangeng opened his eyes in relief to find that indeed he still couldn't see a thing. Then something registered in his head, something that made him jerk away instantly.
"Y-YOU ARE A MAN?!", he practically shrieked at the one next to him.
"Does that matter? Does it make you feel disgusted?", the other replied and closed the distance once again, pressing their legs together and using a hand to press it against Hangeng's chest, keeping him from getting up that easily.
"A-Ah, n-not really it's just.. Y-You're really not a girl?", Hangeng rubbed his face in defeat, if only it had been a girl.
"Haha, do I sound like a girl to you? Do I feel like one?", the other man grabbed Hangeng's wrist and clumsily pressed it against his private region, giving the Chinaman the explicit chance to feel he was truly a man.
Hangeng jerked away and didn't know what to do when the smaller male climbed on top of him, straddling him on the couch and keeping him down. Their privates were intimately introduced to each other, something Hangeng hadn't expected would happen on a first date. It seemed this male was high on hormones, he could clearly feel the arousal pressing against him.
"I want to play a game", the male on his lap breathed out and Hangeng held his breath when noticing how close their faces were. He still couldn't see a damned thing in the dark, not even this up close.
"I don't want to play a game", Hangeng muttered, trying to figure out what to do with his hands as they automatically itched to grab the other's hips.
"It's a fairly innocent game, I just need your lips", the other whispered seductively with a finger caressing Hangeng's cheek once more. The mysterious date got bolder by the second, especially when Hangeng surrendered and placed his hands on the male's hips, shifting slightly and making their nether regions grind together slightly.
The finger on his cheek slid closer to his mouth and caressed the lower lip like it had done before, though it didn't make Hangeng blush in anticipation like before. He gulped and unconsciously darted his tongue out to lick his lips, brushing the finger with his pink muscle and gasping when the small digit penetrated his mouth. For a moment Hangeng wanted to bite down, but that would be too much, even if he didn't liked what was going on.
"Which finger is it?", the question was vague and it made the Chinaman frown as he held the finger between his lips. He could feel how it rested on his tongue, not moving at all until Hangeng tried to speak.
"Dhonh't ow", he replied before the finger turned in his mouth, his lips sliding over the digit as the other retreated it.
"That was my ring finger. Try again", the one on his lap forced a different finger in his mouth before Hangeng could turn his head. It wiggled, rubbed his tongue and let it scrape against his teeth. How long would Hangeng have to cope with this? He better play along and get this over with.
"Indhex fffinger", he muttered around the digit, earning a chuckle from the other.
"Well done", was all the other said and suddenly began moving his finger in and out, slipping it past Hangeng's lips indicating and visualising something sensual that made Hangeng grab the other's shoulders.
There was no doubt that the arousal grinding against his privates was fuelled by their so called 'fairly innocent game'. To make things worse was that the one on Hangeng's lap forced a second finger in his mouth, continuing the movement and curling the digits against his tongue. It was purely to stimulate Hangeng, but it only made him that more awkward until he couldn't take it any longer and bit down on the fingers in his mouth. The other yelped and retreated the digits, the grinding stopped and Hangeng sighed a breath of relief.
"Sorry, I'm leaving", Hangeng made it pretty clear he was done with this whole date and easily lifted the male off his lap, turning to drop the mysterious date beside him on the couch. He stood and roamed the couch in search for his blindfold, groaning when a hand tugged at his arm and made him stumble on top of the other uncomfortably.
"You don't want to play another game?", came he innocent question from the one beneath his whose lips had found his neck. If only it had been a girl.
"Ugh, no, let me go", Hangeng released himself, grasped a blindfold and stormed out of the dark room. He didn't know if it was his or the blindfold of his date, but it didn't matter as he walked down the hall and flopped down on the couch in the waiting room where two other men stared at him in anticipation.
They also had a date with the male, also convinced a girl would be waiting for them and Hangeng kept silent about the date's true gender. If he had to cope with it, then these two men would have do the same.
"Weeeeell? How was she?", the smirking man next to him asked. Hangeng handed him the blindfold and shrugged.
"Definitely bold and spontaneous", he answered and it was true, he never would have thought people could be like that when their identity wouldn't be revealed.
"Go on, you'll like her Heechul", Hangeng shared a grin with the excited man and watched him walk down the hall and from his sight. Then he turned to the fumbling man beside him and grabbed his shoulders, his eyes showing how truly scared he had been.
"Ryeowook, don't go in there, it's in fact a man, not a woman", he confessed immediately and watched how the younger one gasped and blushed. Hangeng nodded at him and patted his shoulder, announcing that he was going to leave. A frown spread on his face when Ryeowook kept seated on the couch and the other smiled at him shyly.
"Ah..", Hangeng didn't have to ask.