[FanFic] Strip-Chinese 101
Title: Strip-Chinese 101
Pairing: Hankyung/Heechul
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Hankyung gives Chinese lessons to Heechul but has to find other ways to keep his interest...
Disclaimer: I don't own Super Junior or the HanChul pairing... just this fic.
A/N: BETA-ed by keisatsu . The Chinese used I got from my 'Survival Chinese' phrasebook, so if any of it's wrong... sorry!
“Zaoshang hao.”
“Huh?”
“Zow-shahng how.... Heechul, are you even listening?” Hankyung asked frustratedly as he waved a hand in front of Heechul’s dazed eyes.
Heechul’s eyes reluctantly went from looking at Hankyung’s black wife-beater to his eyes. “Of course I am!”
“Then what did I just say?”
“Jo-shank hoe?”
Hankyung hit Heechul on the backside of his head causing the elder to yell out. “You ask me to teach you Chinese but you don’t pay attention! You’re the worst student ever!”
Heechul rubbed the back of his head and frowned at Hankyung. “I am not! You’re the worst teacher ever! You’re so boring. All you do is give me words and tell me to say them. Where’s the incentive of learning?”
“Really Heechul? You need an incentive for learning your best friend’s first language?” Hankyung shook his head and put his pad of paper and pen on the table in front of them, “You’re impossible!”
Despite just having been told off, Heechul couldn’t help but letting his mind and eyes wander where they had been before Hankyung had interrupted him. He began to trace the Chinese boy’s arms with his eyes, then moved them over his chest and then down....
“Hankyungie...” Heechul purred as he scooted closer to Geng.
“What do you want now?”
“I have an idea... a way to help me learn!”
Hankyung raised an eyebrow as he looked into Heechul’s cat-like eyes, “What?”
“You quiz me on something we’ve been over and if I get the question right then you take off a piece of your clothing. If I get it wrong, I take off my clothes. I call it Strip-Chinese 101.”
“Heechul....what?”
Heechul pouted, “Please, Hankyungie? If you really loved me then you would...”
Hankyung sighed and then nodded his head, “Fine.” It wasn’t like they hadn’t seen each other naked before anyway....
“Okay, how do you say ‘good morning?’” Hankyung asked.
“Oh crap.... That was the last one you tried teaching me, wasn’t it?” Hankyung nodded. “Shit...uh.... Zoo-sheng haa?”
Hankyung laughed and shook his head. “Zaoshang hao. Strip.” Heechul took off his pink and blue-striped socks and threw them in Geng’s face while the other continued to laugh.
“Okay, let’s go back to remedial Chinese. How would you greet me?”
“Ni Hao, Han Geng!” Heechul answered confidently with a grin, “Now take your shirt off!”
“Heechul, my socks go first.”
Heechul frowned as Hankyung slid off his socks. Though he was hoping to get Geng out of his shirt, he didn’t completely mind the socks either. Every part of Geng’s body was equally sexy to Heechul. He couldn’t complain.
“How would you great an ajusshi?”
“Nin hao!”
Hankyung undid his belt and tossed it to the side much to the delight of his now-eager student. “Thank you?”
“Xie Xie.”
Geng sighed as he made to take off his shirt.
“No.” Hankyung looked at Heechul, confused. “Let me.”
Heechul scooted so that now he was leg-to-leg with Geng. He sat up on his knees and grabbed the bottom hem of the boy’s wife-beater and slowly pulled it up over his head, letting his eyes eat in the sight of Geng’s skinny pale body and toned chest. Hankyung blushed under Heechul’s gaze but then regained his composure.
“Ok, now how would you say ‘you’re welcome’?”
“Shit.... Okay, take off my shirt!” Heechul said as he extended his arms in the air.
Hankyung tried to control his already increasing heartbeat as he leaned forward. His hands grabbed the hem of Heechul’s shirt and lifted it over the older boy’s head. Heechul closed his eyes as he felt Geng’s cool fingers brush against his smooth skin. Geng tossed Heechul’s shirt to the side and leaned back, telling himself to breathe...normally.
“Uh... okay. How do you say ‘good night’?”
“Sex,” Heechul replied instantly before waving his hands in the air and shaking his head, “I MEAN.... no... uh...uh... wan an. Wan an.”
“Do you want to take off my pants too?” Geng asked, trying to ignore what he knew was in Heechul’s mind... Although obviously by asking the older boy to take off his pants he wasn’t helping the situation. But, he couldn’t help it. He wanted to feel Heechul touch him.
Heechul nodded and leaned forward again. He dipped his fingers under the edge of Geng’s pants and pulled them down. Geng subconsciously let out a moan as the denim rubbed against his half-hard cock. Heechul grinned, happy to know that Hankyung was enjoying this just as much as he was.
“Okay, next.”
Geng came back to his senses. “Oh, right. Uh, ‘pants’?”
“Ku zi,” Heechul chuckled, “And now I get to take off your nei yi. That was two in a row. I get extra.”
Geng big his bottom lip to keep himself from moaning louder this time as Heechul pulled off his boxers. Geng’s eyes went wide as he watched Heechul bend his head down, his lips pressing gently to kiss the head of Geng’s erection. His tongue flicked out and teased the slit, causing Hankyung to gasp.
Heechul took the tip of Geng’s length into his mouth. Geng’s hips bucked into his mouth at the much welcomed warmth surrounding his cock and his hands reached down to thread themselves in Heechul’s silky hair. Heechul took in Geng’s full length then and began move.
Geng threw his head back as he moaned moaned loudly. His fingers pulled on Heechul’s hair as his hips bucked upwards again. The feeling of having those luscious lips of his around his hardness was driving him towards the edge. As tempting as it was, he didn’t want to come this way.
“Hee...Chul....” Geng managed to talk between moans, “Teacher-nim has a request...”
Heechul took his mouth from Hankyung’s hardness and then pressed his lips against Geng’s. “Oh?”
“I want to be inside you...please....”
Heechul chuckled against Geng’s lips and then invaded the other boy’s mouth with his tongue, swirling it with the other’s. His hands flew down to his waist to undo his belt. With Geng’s help, his pants were flung off to the side easily. Heechul pushed Geng down so that now he was lying on the ground and straddled his hips with his knees.
He grabbed some lotion from the table and and coated Geng’s length with it before tossing the bottle to the side. Heechul grinned and leaned down to capture Geng’s mouth in another tongue-battling kiss. His hips pressed forward, grounding their erections together. Geng moaned as Heechul bit his bottom lip.
Heechul pulled back to position himself above Hankyung’s erection.
“Heechul, wait. Are you sure? I mean... you’re not stretched...”
“That takes too long. I want you now!”
With that, Heechul plunged down on Geng’s hardness, releasing a scream mixed with both pain and pleasure. Geng leaned, placing kisses up and down Heechul’s neck, letting him adjust to having his length inside him. Heechul began to move up and down, moving increasingly faster each time he came down on Geng.
Geng wrapped a hand around Heechul’s almost forgotten erection and began to pump it in time with Heechul’s movements. Heechul moaned loudly and smashed his lips against Geng’s in a searing kiss.
Heechul positioned his hips differently and plunged back down on Geng. He screamed as he felt the sensation he had been aiming for, the feeling of Geng’s hardness hitting that sweet spot inside of him. Heechul moaned Geng’s name repeatedly as his sweet spot was continually hit over and over.
Hearing his name moaned like that, feeling the warmth and tightness of Heechul around him, sent Hankyung over the edge. He came inside of Heechul, moaning the elder’s name and then slumped limply to the ground.
After thrusting down a couple of more times on Geng, Heechul reached his climax and came in Geng’s hand and over his chest. He slumped on the floor next to Hankyung, a silly grin on his face.
“Hankyungie?” Heechul whispered to the boy lying next to him.
“Hm?”
“Wo ai ni.”
Hankyung turned his head to look at Heechul and smiled, “I love you, too.”
“Looking forward to the next lesson?”
Hankyung nodded. Heechul laughed, “Me too.”
Pairing: Hankyung/Heechul
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Hankyung gives Chinese lessons to Heechul but has to find other ways to keep his interest...
Disclaimer: I don't own Super Junior or the HanChul pairing... just this fic.
A/N: BETA-ed by keisatsu . The Chinese used I got from my 'Survival Chinese' phrasebook, so if any of it's wrong... sorry!
“Zaoshang hao.”
“Huh?”
“Zow-shahng how.... Heechul, are you even listening?” Hankyung asked frustratedly as he waved a hand in front of Heechul’s dazed eyes.
Heechul’s eyes reluctantly went from looking at Hankyung’s black wife-beater to his eyes. “Of course I am!”
“Then what did I just say?”
“Jo-shank hoe?”
Hankyung hit Heechul on the backside of his head causing the elder to yell out. “You ask me to teach you Chinese but you don’t pay attention! You’re the worst student ever!”
Heechul rubbed the back of his head and frowned at Hankyung. “I am not! You’re the worst teacher ever! You’re so boring. All you do is give me words and tell me to say them. Where’s the incentive of learning?”
“Really Heechul? You need an incentive for learning your best friend’s first language?” Hankyung shook his head and put his pad of paper and pen on the table in front of them, “You’re impossible!”
Despite just having been told off, Heechul couldn’t help but letting his mind and eyes wander where they had been before Hankyung had interrupted him. He began to trace the Chinese boy’s arms with his eyes, then moved them over his chest and then down....
“Hankyungie...” Heechul purred as he scooted closer to Geng.
“What do you want now?”
“I have an idea... a way to help me learn!”
Hankyung raised an eyebrow as he looked into Heechul’s cat-like eyes, “What?”
“You quiz me on something we’ve been over and if I get the question right then you take off a piece of your clothing. If I get it wrong, I take off my clothes. I call it Strip-Chinese 101.”
“Heechul....what?”
Heechul pouted, “Please, Hankyungie? If you really loved me then you would...”
Hankyung sighed and then nodded his head, “Fine.” It wasn’t like they hadn’t seen each other naked before anyway....
“Okay, how do you say ‘good morning?’” Hankyung asked.
“Oh crap.... That was the last one you tried teaching me, wasn’t it?” Hankyung nodded. “Shit...uh.... Zoo-sheng haa?”
Hankyung laughed and shook his head. “Zaoshang hao. Strip.” Heechul took off his pink and blue-striped socks and threw them in Geng’s face while the other continued to laugh.
“Okay, let’s go back to remedial Chinese. How would you greet me?”
“Ni Hao, Han Geng!” Heechul answered confidently with a grin, “Now take your shirt off!”
“Heechul, my socks go first.”
Heechul frowned as Hankyung slid off his socks. Though he was hoping to get Geng out of his shirt, he didn’t completely mind the socks either. Every part of Geng’s body was equally sexy to Heechul. He couldn’t complain.
“How would you great an ajusshi?”
“Nin hao!”
Hankyung undid his belt and tossed it to the side much to the delight of his now-eager student. “Thank you?”
“Xie Xie.”
Geng sighed as he made to take off his shirt.
“No.” Hankyung looked at Heechul, confused. “Let me.”
Heechul scooted so that now he was leg-to-leg with Geng. He sat up on his knees and grabbed the bottom hem of the boy’s wife-beater and slowly pulled it up over his head, letting his eyes eat in the sight of Geng’s skinny pale body and toned chest. Hankyung blushed under Heechul’s gaze but then regained his composure.
“Ok, now how would you say ‘you’re welcome’?”
“Shit.... Okay, take off my shirt!” Heechul said as he extended his arms in the air.
Hankyung tried to control his already increasing heartbeat as he leaned forward. His hands grabbed the hem of Heechul’s shirt and lifted it over the older boy’s head. Heechul closed his eyes as he felt Geng’s cool fingers brush against his smooth skin. Geng tossed Heechul’s shirt to the side and leaned back, telling himself to breathe...normally.
“Uh... okay. How do you say ‘good night’?”
“Sex,” Heechul replied instantly before waving his hands in the air and shaking his head, “I MEAN.... no... uh...uh... wan an. Wan an.”
“Do you want to take off my pants too?” Geng asked, trying to ignore what he knew was in Heechul’s mind... Although obviously by asking the older boy to take off his pants he wasn’t helping the situation. But, he couldn’t help it. He wanted to feel Heechul touch him.
Heechul nodded and leaned forward again. He dipped his fingers under the edge of Geng’s pants and pulled them down. Geng subconsciously let out a moan as the denim rubbed against his half-hard cock. Heechul grinned, happy to know that Hankyung was enjoying this just as much as he was.
“Okay, next.”
Geng came back to his senses. “Oh, right. Uh, ‘pants’?”
“Ku zi,” Heechul chuckled, “And now I get to take off your nei yi. That was two in a row. I get extra.”
Geng big his bottom lip to keep himself from moaning louder this time as Heechul pulled off his boxers. Geng’s eyes went wide as he watched Heechul bend his head down, his lips pressing gently to kiss the head of Geng’s erection. His tongue flicked out and teased the slit, causing Hankyung to gasp.
Heechul took the tip of Geng’s length into his mouth. Geng’s hips bucked into his mouth at the much welcomed warmth surrounding his cock and his hands reached down to thread themselves in Heechul’s silky hair. Heechul took in Geng’s full length then and began move.
Geng threw his head back as he moaned moaned loudly. His fingers pulled on Heechul’s hair as his hips bucked upwards again. The feeling of having those luscious lips of his around his hardness was driving him towards the edge. As tempting as it was, he didn’t want to come this way.
“Hee...Chul....” Geng managed to talk between moans, “Teacher-nim has a request...”
Heechul took his mouth from Hankyung’s hardness and then pressed his lips against Geng’s. “Oh?”
“I want to be inside you...please....”
Heechul chuckled against Geng’s lips and then invaded the other boy’s mouth with his tongue, swirling it with the other’s. His hands flew down to his waist to undo his belt. With Geng’s help, his pants were flung off to the side easily. Heechul pushed Geng down so that now he was lying on the ground and straddled his hips with his knees.
He grabbed some lotion from the table and and coated Geng’s length with it before tossing the bottle to the side. Heechul grinned and leaned down to capture Geng’s mouth in another tongue-battling kiss. His hips pressed forward, grounding their erections together. Geng moaned as Heechul bit his bottom lip.
Heechul pulled back to position himself above Hankyung’s erection.
“Heechul, wait. Are you sure? I mean... you’re not stretched...”
“That takes too long. I want you now!”
With that, Heechul plunged down on Geng’s hardness, releasing a scream mixed with both pain and pleasure. Geng leaned, placing kisses up and down Heechul’s neck, letting him adjust to having his length inside him. Heechul began to move up and down, moving increasingly faster each time he came down on Geng.
Geng wrapped a hand around Heechul’s almost forgotten erection and began to pump it in time with Heechul’s movements. Heechul moaned loudly and smashed his lips against Geng’s in a searing kiss.
Heechul positioned his hips differently and plunged back down on Geng. He screamed as he felt the sensation he had been aiming for, the feeling of Geng’s hardness hitting that sweet spot inside of him. Heechul moaned Geng’s name repeatedly as his sweet spot was continually hit over and over.
Hearing his name moaned like that, feeling the warmth and tightness of Heechul around him, sent Hankyung over the edge. He came inside of Heechul, moaning the elder’s name and then slumped limply to the ground.
After thrusting down a couple of more times on Geng, Heechul reached his climax and came in Geng’s hand and over his chest. He slumped on the floor next to Hankyung, a silly grin on his face.
“Hankyungie?” Heechul whispered to the boy lying next to him.
“Hm?”
“Wo ai ni.”
Hankyung turned his head to look at Heechul and smiled, “I love you, too.”
“Looking forward to the next lesson?”
Hankyung nodded. Heechul laughed, “Me too.”