#80 美しさ
Title: 美しさ
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 650
Summary: Writhing, panting, eyes squeezed shut and black hair messy, damp. Beautiful, wrecked, just how Lu Han likes him. (goes along with 木漏れ日)
Warning/s: vampire feeding, biting
Jongin is temptation. He’s tall, masculine, jaw defined and eyes jet-black, deep, drawing all that surround them. His movements are sensual, even when he’s laughing, head thrown-back, limbs shaking, beautiful skin of his neck showing so nicely, as if waiting for Lu Han to lean in and nip at his skin, sink his fangs in and take what he wants, what he needs.
And Lu Han really can’t help himself when he really does lean and nose his way up the expanse of skin from Jongin’s collar to his ears, dragging fangs slightly across the skin. It’s enough for Jongin’s breath to hitch mid laugh, face contorting from mirth to something more slack, and he glances at Lu Han in confusion before he’s being kissed, hard.
Lu Han clutches the front of Jongin’s shirt, drags him forward and tilts his head, tongue slipping into Jongin’s mouth without warning, sliding across the roof of his mouth, and behind his teeth, drawing a startled gasp. Jongin grips Lu Han’s shoulders for support, only letting go when Lu Han pulls back. Jongin looks up at him with a slight smirk, face inches from his, breath landing on his face in warm puffs.
“What was that for?” Jongin asks, still smirking.
“You’re just beautiful.” Lu Han says simply, sounding slightly out of breath from the force of their kiss.
“Am I?” Jongin breathes, pulling Lu Han back in for another kiss before he has time to answer, and this time it’s Jongin who kisses intensely, fangs digging into Lu Han’s bottom lip lightly, the vampire moaning sharply. Lu Han drags himself away from Jongin’s face, from his plush, inviting lips and down his body, making quick work of pants, once again startling Jongin into a breathy giggle.
Lu Han slides his hands up Jongin’s thighs, taking a moment to admire how smooth they are, unmarked and gorgeous, teasing him, avoiding touching his now half-hard cock, fingers pressing into his hips. He touches his lips gently to the inside of a thigh, close to where Jongin wants him, but not quite close enough, releasing a quiet whimper when Lu Han touches fangs to skin, one hand holding Jongin’s leg up while the other wraps around his erection. He squeezes lightly, strokes slowly, grinning into skin when Jongin’s hips push up of their own accord, impatient.
Lu Han sinks his fangs in without warning, sudden and swift, letting out a moan of his own at the taste.. He prefers to drink from here, where it feels more intimate, where the taste is richer, hand squeezing tighter around Jongin’s cock as he drinks.
He stops drinking only for a moment to look at Jongin’s reaction, pleased to see that he’s no longer laughing. Instead he’s writhing, panting, eyes squeezed shut and black hair messy, damp. Beautiful, wrecked, just how Lu Han likes him.
Jongin comes when Lu Han bites back down, moan sharp, bordering on a whine, and Lu Han grins as he laps up the blood, gently kisses the marks that will last a few days at most before healing back into smooth skin.
Jongin sits up, moves towards Lu Han to return the favour, but he just shakes his head, curls into Jongin’s side and breathes in his scent, speaking quietly through their wordless bond, reassurance, love, carefully hidden hunger. Jongin tries to protest, tries to move Lu Han off of him, but this only makes Lu Han cling tighter, yawning loudly to make a show. “I forgot what we were talking about anyways, and now I need a nap.”
Jongin snorts, muffled from where his face is buried in Lu Han’s shoulder, secret smirk still on his face, laughter always on the tip of his tongue. He’s hungry too, needs to drink, has a request of what he wants from Lu Han, but for now, naps are good also.
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 650
Summary: Writhing, panting, eyes squeezed shut and black hair messy, damp. Beautiful, wrecked, just how Lu Han likes him. (goes along with 木漏れ日)
Warning/s: vampire feeding, biting
Jongin is temptation. He’s tall, masculine, jaw defined and eyes jet-black, deep, drawing all that surround them. His movements are sensual, even when he’s laughing, head thrown-back, limbs shaking, beautiful skin of his neck showing so nicely, as if waiting for Lu Han to lean in and nip at his skin, sink his fangs in and take what he wants, what he needs.
And Lu Han really can’t help himself when he really does lean and nose his way up the expanse of skin from Jongin’s collar to his ears, dragging fangs slightly across the skin. It’s enough for Jongin’s breath to hitch mid laugh, face contorting from mirth to something more slack, and he glances at Lu Han in confusion before he’s being kissed, hard.
Lu Han clutches the front of Jongin’s shirt, drags him forward and tilts his head, tongue slipping into Jongin’s mouth without warning, sliding across the roof of his mouth, and behind his teeth, drawing a startled gasp. Jongin grips Lu Han’s shoulders for support, only letting go when Lu Han pulls back. Jongin looks up at him with a slight smirk, face inches from his, breath landing on his face in warm puffs.
“What was that for?” Jongin asks, still smirking.
“You’re just beautiful.” Lu Han says simply, sounding slightly out of breath from the force of their kiss.
“Am I?” Jongin breathes, pulling Lu Han back in for another kiss before he has time to answer, and this time it’s Jongin who kisses intensely, fangs digging into Lu Han’s bottom lip lightly, the vampire moaning sharply. Lu Han drags himself away from Jongin’s face, from his plush, inviting lips and down his body, making quick work of pants, once again startling Jongin into a breathy giggle.
Lu Han slides his hands up Jongin’s thighs, taking a moment to admire how smooth they are, unmarked and gorgeous, teasing him, avoiding touching his now half-hard cock, fingers pressing into his hips. He touches his lips gently to the inside of a thigh, close to where Jongin wants him, but not quite close enough, releasing a quiet whimper when Lu Han touches fangs to skin, one hand holding Jongin’s leg up while the other wraps around his erection. He squeezes lightly, strokes slowly, grinning into skin when Jongin’s hips push up of their own accord, impatient.
Lu Han sinks his fangs in without warning, sudden and swift, letting out a moan of his own at the taste.. He prefers to drink from here, where it feels more intimate, where the taste is richer, hand squeezing tighter around Jongin’s cock as he drinks.
He stops drinking only for a moment to look at Jongin’s reaction, pleased to see that he’s no longer laughing. Instead he’s writhing, panting, eyes squeezed shut and black hair messy, damp. Beautiful, wrecked, just how Lu Han likes him.
Jongin comes when Lu Han bites back down, moan sharp, bordering on a whine, and Lu Han grins as he laps up the blood, gently kisses the marks that will last a few days at most before healing back into smooth skin.
Jongin sits up, moves towards Lu Han to return the favour, but he just shakes his head, curls into Jongin’s side and breathes in his scent, speaking quietly through their wordless bond, reassurance, love, carefully hidden hunger. Jongin tries to protest, tries to move Lu Han off of him, but this only makes Lu Han cling tighter, yawning loudly to make a show. “I forgot what we were talking about anyways, and now I need a nap.”
Jongin snorts, muffled from where his face is buried in Lu Han’s shoulder, secret smirk still on his face, laughter always on the tip of his tongue. He’s hungry too, needs to drink, has a request of what he wants from Lu Han, but for now, naps are good also.