Hello, Stranger
Title: Hello, Stranger
Pairing: Eunhae
Rating: R
Word Count: 5.252
Genre: SMUT, PWP
Disclaimer: Not mine, never happen
Summary: Filling this prompt. A club scenario. Hyuk owns the club and sees Hae dancing. Leads up to smut back at Donghae's place, but they do it in the car since they don't make it into the house even. Bonus points if Hae rides Hyuk and it's practically sex on wheels
Notes:
1. aaand that’s my dose of smut for this year, I guess *drained*
2. I’ve been working this fic on and off for months, so it might lose some continuity along the way or felt rushed or different between one paragraphs to another.
3. Thanks for everyone who read and write a comment on this or my other fics. Because I’m such an ungrateful, lazy bum that rarely reply to comments. Sorry.
That night wasn’t any different than any other night for the club owner. He stood from his office on the second level of his club, scanning the crowds on the floor who were rubbing their sweaty bodies against each others. Lee Hyukjae did this every night to make sure everything went well. And that was what makes his club one of the best in town.
His wandering gaze stopped though the second he saw that gorgeous man in the middle of the crowd. The man had brunette shoulder length wavy hair, pulled up into a half pony tail. He wore black button up shirts and black tight skinny jeans. And his slender body was as sinful as his moves.
Hyukjae could see that it wasn’t his intention to catch all the attention from the crowds around him. He was just too immersed in the music and his dance to notice the crowd that started to form a circle around him, like predators hunting their prey. Hyukjae understood why those people couldn’t leave him alone. He was too mystifying.
The music was blaring into his ear the second he stepped out of his sound proof office. Even when he stepped down through the stair Hyukjae’s eyes never leave the dancing man on the floor. He realized he was just turned into one of those predators as he stalked closer to that man.
Every regular in that club knew Lee Hyukjae, after all his flaming red hair was too hard to miss. But that wasn’t the only reason. They also knew that he was an amazing dancer and respected him for that. When Lee Hyukjae spotted someone he liked, he would come down to the floor and charm that person. Everyone knew better than stood in his way.
And that was why the crowd split like the red sea, the minute Hyukjae stepped to the dance floor. They were watching, waiting.
Unlike the other dancers on the floor, Hyukjae wanted to be noticed. He wanted the beautiful man to know he was there, dancing with him. Seducing him. So he lightly placed his palm against the small of the other man’s back.
Donghae snapped open his eyes the moment he felt the touch on his back. No one had dared to touch him. The others were merely gazing hungrily at him. But, afraid Donghae would reject them, they didn’t make any move; what a bunch of cowards. But this man, with his fiery red hair, didn’t show any fear in his eyes. Instead, he had a smirk on his lips, challenging Donghae to do something about the hand on the small of his back.
Intrigued, Donghae raised an eyebrow. But the man responded it with a tug that brought their bodies closer. Not one to back out from a challenge, Donghae took the other man of the man and put it on his hip. He shifted the hand on his back to the other side of his hip. Now what the man would do, Donghae wondered.
The choice was obvious for Hyukjae. He ran his hands up and down the sides of the brunette’s body in a way that he knew was, at least, suggestive. He watched the other man closed his eyes and an inaudible whimper.
The music was somehow softer and enchanting. And the two men started to sway in sync.
“How do you like it?” Hyukjae managed to whisper into the other man’s ear.
“You’re not bad,” Donghae replied with a smirk.
“You’ll change your mind when tonight ends.”
“More dance. Less talk,” the brunette commanded his new dance partner as he wrapped his arms around the other man’s neck.
Hyukjae could only chuckle. He wasn’t planning to talk at the first place anyway.
As the music getting faster and louder, their bodies drawn closer until there was barely an inch between them. They weren’t dancing anymore as it was more rubbing their bodies against each other. First, Hyukjae had his knee strategically placed between Donghae’s legs, leaving the brunette with no choice but to let his groin rub it every time he moved. And Hyukjae could feel it hardened with each strokes.
But then, as his body heated up, Donghae grabbed a handful of Hyukjae’s hair and pushed his head closer. Hyukjae was gasping and Donghae was panting. And their parted lips brushed in a way that way far from innocent. It wasn’t a kiss. They merely breathing each other’s air, with tongue peeking out every now and then to taste what was barely there.
Hyukjae replaced his knees and pulled Donghae’s hip forcefully against his instead. The sweat made the brunette’s shirt clung on his body like a second skin and Hyukjae could vaguely see his aroused nipples. The red haired man nuzzled Donghae’s neck, forcing him to tilt his head and gave him better access. His right hand traveled up from the brunette’s hip to his torso, his thumb found the bud and teased it.
Donghae arched his body, making it even closer to the other man’s hands and ministration. He could feel the thrust of his hips getting faster, harsher. He couldn’t believe he make out in public with a man he just met. And that fact was actually made everything even hotter. Donghae would’ve been worried with his own thought if he wasn’t so turned on at that moment.
It was without warning when the simple nuzzles on his neck turned into a bite. Donghae gasped and jerked his hip in surprise. When he felt it again, he clenched the red strands of hair even tighter. He felt a hand sneaked lower on the front of his pants and palmed the leaking bulge underneath it. And the muscles on his stomach suddenly tighten.
Hyukjae heard him curse and he knew the other man was close. Now he wouldn’t want his companion for the night came that easily, would he?
“We can go to upstairs,” he whispered into the other man’s ear.
At the mere mention of what was about to come, Donghae’s body suddenly tensed up. And as if burned, he let himself free from Hyukjae’s holds. Donghae took a few steps back. He looked like a deer caught in the headlights.
“N-no…” he stuttered. He watched the other man watched him with a frown, stunned. “I wasn’t… I have to go.” Without giving any more explanation, the brunette turned around and walked away.
“What the fuck!” Hyukjae swore when he finally realized what just happened.
He felt as if the music stopped and everyone in this whole wide world was watching him.
“He didn’t just-.” Hyukjae shook his head. “Dammit!” he said before chasing the other man outside the club.
“Hey!” shouted Hyukjae once he saw the figure he was looking on the sidewalk.
It was a cold November night so Donghae was wearing his scarf and dark grey peacoat. He had his hands tucked inside his pocket as he ignored Hyukjae calls and tried to walk faster to loose to other man.
“Hey, I’m talking to you!”
Hyukjae had his hand on Donghae’s shoulder and force the other man to turn around and face him.
“Look,” Donghae finally said once he realized he didn’t have any other option but to explain to the other man. “I’m sorry, but I wasn’t planning to-.”
Donghae’s words were cut of by pair of lips that crashing against his not so gently. He felt an insistent tongue licking his lips, demanding entrance to his mouth. The hand on the back of his neck kept him in place. Another hand on his lower back pushed him closer to the other man’s body. And Donghae didn’t have any other choice but to gripped Hyukjae’s shirt and succumb. The night temperature suddenly felt increased a good few degrees.
There was nothing innocent about the kiss. It was downright dirty, obscene. Hyukjae’s tongue tasted every inch of Donghae’s mouth, stroking his tongue, sucking it, making Donghae mewling into Hyukjae’s mouth. The raid haired backed Donghae against the nearest wall he could find and pinned him. His hand traveled down from the brunette’s back to his taut ass. He squeezed the firm muscles that felt so perfect under his touch and purposely ground his half-hardened member against the other man’s. He knew the other man was pretty much a mess by now.
“Are you still going to say no to that?” asked Hyukjae after he mercilessly broke the kiss and left Donghae dumbfounded.
“I… I-.” Donghe didn’t know what to say. He was still half-dazed by the kiss and his brain was clouded with lust. He couldn’t make his nerves to function properly even if he wanted to.
Being an impatient man that he was, Hyukjae kissed the brunette once again, as forcefully as the first one if wasn’t more that the back of Donghae’s head hit the wall.
“I have a car parked on the back,” Hyukjae whispered into Donghae’s ear.
And the only respond the shorter man gave was eager nods.
Hyukjae was all but dragging the other man to the back of the building where he parked his car. He pinned Donghae against the car and shared another deep passionate kiss before he shoved the other man from the driver side. He then scrambled inside once Donghae seated on the passenger seat.
“So, where do you live?” asked Hyukjae as he started the car.
“Well it’s… No, wait! Why do I have to take you to my place? You can be a bloody murderer/robber for all I know!” Donghae protested.
“Trust me, I’m not.”
“I can not just trust you!”
“God! You had my tongue in your mouth and only now you’re saying this?!”
“Hey, you’re the one who shove your to-.”
“Point is, I own this club. Everyone here knows me and they saw you leave with me. If they found you dead at your house tomorrow, they know who to blame, okay.”
“So why don’t we just go to your place?” Donghae had his arms crossed against his chest. And he didn’t have any other reason but being stubborn really.
“Damn. I like you better when I have my hands all over you.” Donghae glared at Hyukjae. The red haired sighed. “I don’t take one night stands to my place.”
“You’re unbelievable.”
“And you’re horny.”
Donghae’s eyes widen in annoyance and stuttered to snap back his response. But he knew Hyukjae was right. He ended up telling Hyukjae where he lived anyway.
As their ride came to a halt on the first traffic light, Donghae saw Hyukjae’s smirk from the corner of his eyes.
“What!” snapped Donghae.
But instead of verbal answer, he had Hyukjae palming his crotch.
“Damnit!” Dongahe shrieked and instinctively straightened up. “Can’t you wait!”
“I’ve told you, I like you better when I have my hands all over you. Beside, I easily got bored." As if it'd give him reason to touch Donghae in semi public place. And to make his point, he stroked Donghae through the front of his jeans.
The brunette gripped the leather seat on his side. It was pointless to keep his integrity when he felt so good having the other man's hand on his growing erection. His eyes fluttered closed involuntarily when he heard his zipper being opened. His toes curls inside his shoes as the red haired man's long fingers slipped inside his boxer and circled his slightly leaking member.
"Things I can do to shut you up," whispered Hyukjae against the soft skin of Donghae's cheek. He received a breathy moan as a reply.
Hyukjae stroked Donghae long and steady. Too slow for Donghae's liking, so he lifted his hip and started to thrust himself up to meet Hyukjae's hand. He bit his lower lip and watched Hyukjae, who was smirking at him, through his half-lidded eyes.
“You like it, huh?”
Donghae only answered him with a grunt.
The red haired man started to teasingly nuzzle Donghae’s neck, up to his jaw, to his ear. And Donghae on impulse reached up and clench Hyukjae’s arm. When Hyukjae licked the shell of his ear, Donghae groaned and clenched tighter. Hyukjae’s nibbles on his ear were as callous as his fingers on the brunette’s hard on.
The temperature inside the car suddenly became warm and almost stifling.
“I can feel you pulsing under my touch, you know.” Hyukjae chuckled into Donghae’s ear, sending shiver down the brunette’s spine and straight to his cock. “Are you close? You’re like leaking all over my hand.”
Donghae nodded fervently. Hyukjae mischievously rubbed the slit with his thumb. And Donghae arched his body higher, cried a muted moan. He didn’t know he could come so close to his orgasm that easy and that fast. The little part of his brain that still somehow coherent wondered was it like this with all men or just this man?
“Oh!” exclaimed Hyukjae, “what do you know.”
He abruptly pulled his hand off of Donghae’s pants. And the brunette could only stare wide eyed at him.
“The light’s turned green,” explained the club owner.
“What the…” muttered Donghae through his panted breaths.
“I have to drive, you know.”
Donghae cursed, and cursed, and cursed. He pounded his forehead against the cool glass window. Stupid. He should’ve known better than to let this guy to take control of him.
“Hey, you’re more than welcome to finish it yourself,” said Hyukjae with a grin. “I’d be happy to watch.”
“Fuck you!”
“No, no, no. More like I’ll fuck you later.”
He was so temped to stroke himself and come just right there. But that meant satisfying the other man. And he was beyond mad to let the red haired man got what he wanted. Even if that meant denying himself from his completion.
Donghae huffed and tried to cool himself down. He had to come up with something to pay back this arrogant bastard he was about to sleep with.
When he glanced at Hyukjae who was so focus on driving, he knew what he had to do. It was dangerous considering the other man was driving, but totally worth it.
“What about I entertain you instead?” he started, trying to sound confident.
“I’m driving here,” warned Hyukjae.
“What? Can’t handle a little distraction? I thought you said you got bored easily,” teased Donghae as he moved closer to the other man.
“Yah. I’m just trying to be careful.”
“Oh, I’ll be careful alright,” said the brunette before attacking Hyukjae’s neck with kisses.
The red haired dancer only laughed. It was nothing new for him. After all, he always drove his one night stands to their home, and a little messing around while driving was a daily occurrence. He tilted his head slightly, giving the other man better access to suck and nibble his neck. His eyes were still focus on the road, although he was totally getting impatient and starting to take over the cars in front of him.
Donghae felt bolder as he felt the car suddenly move faster. He found Hyukjaes Adam’s apple and just latched his lips against it. He lapped up the protruding object and received a vibrating hum in return. His fingers move southward and slipped under Hyukjae’s shirt. He purred in appreciation when he felt Hyukjae’s taut abs against his palm.
Despite his relatively calm exterior, Hyukjae’s breath was actually starting to get unsteady and his heartbeat was getting irregular. Donghae could feel all of that. He also felt that Hyukjae’s foot shifted slightly to hit the gas harder.
He moved his lips to kiss the sensitive skin under the other man’s chin while hoping the other man wouldn’t realize that he was unbuttoning the red haired’s jeans. He gently pulled Hyukjae’s length out of its confinement. He swiftly lowered his head from the other man’s neck and took the shaft into his mouth.
“SHIT!” Hyukjae cursed and the car swerved to the left.
Another car was honking at them, Donghae heard. And at that moment was when the realization hit him. Fuck, I have another man’s dick in my mouth.
But he couldn’t step back now. Not when he had Hyukjae’s right hand on the back of his head, pulling on his hair. He wasn’t sure what that supposed to mean though, stop or go on? He tentatively swirled his tongue around the head and heard the other man cursing once again. Okay, so maybe he should just do it the way he like it when he was on the receiving end.
He tried to open his mouth wider and took more of Hyukjae into his mouth. Donghae experimentally licked the under side of the length. He heard more care honking at them as the result. So he this time he tried to take the pulsating member down to its base. He tried to keep his teeth from grazing too much. He was so concentrated on the task at hand that he didn’t realize the tilt was touching the back of his mouth. Only when his eyes got watery and he was almost gagging that he realized how huge Hyukjae was.
Hyukjae couldn’t stop swearing as he desperately trying to pull the car over at the side of the road. This brunette haired man could be so naïve at one moment and was giving him a very sloppy blow job, but at the same time was very bold to deep-throat him that fast, without taking much time, and in the car, while he was driving. He could’ve crash the car and killed the both of them for fuck sake.
But as he stopped the car and watched a brunette head bobbing up and down in a lousy attempt to make him come, he couldn’t help but to think that it was kind of cute. This must be the other man’s first time yet he was very brave and rather ambitious to do it in this situation.
“You suck,” Hyukjae said finally. The brunette was humming an answer that vibrated along Hyukjae’s dick and accidentally made him harder in the process. “No, I didn’t mean it literally. You suck. As in lousy.” The other man spared him a glance. “Like, seriously sloppy,” he elaborated.
Donghae finally pulled off from the other man’s hard on with an obscene pop. He didn’t realize how with his red, swollen lips, teary eyes, and disheveled hair he looked totally fuckable.
“But you were cursing. And swerving the car,” he tried to defend his performance, “You even stop the car. It can’t be that bad then.”
“I had mouth on my dick. It’s warm and wet. Of course, I still got distracted, idiot.”
“Well,” Donghae pouted with his red swollen lips, “what are you gonna do then.”
“Eat you up,” answered Hyukjae before pushing Donghae’s face closer to him and smashed their lips.
His mouth was busy sucking on Donghae’s bottom lip as his arm traveled down and wrapped around the other man’s slim waist. He guided the brunette to move from his seat and to his lap instead. He pushed back his own seat to give the other man more space between his body and the steering wheel.
"Grab it." Hyukjae pointed the handle on the ceiling to give Donghae leverage. And once Donghae held it, the red haired did a quick work on Donghae's jeans and zipper. Donghae shifted a little bit, kneeling on the driver seat with both of his knees on either sides of Hyukjae. And Hyukjae lowered the other man's jeans just enough to reveal his weeping member.
Donghae watched as Hyukjae fished out a tube of lube from the glove compartment. His already reddened face now turned crimson from knowing what the lube was going to use for.
A cold sensation hit him as a slim digit poked into his hole. Donghae moved his other hand from Hyukjae's shoulder to the steering wheel to get a better position. He gasped when the finger pushed further inside him and involuntarily thrust his hip forward. In consequence the tip of his length touched Hyukjae's lips.
The club owner was initially surprised. But then he grinned and peeked out his tongue to tease the other man's dick. And he was greatly pleased to hear the groan coming out from the brunette's mouth. He then took the tip into his mouth, sucking it, as he inserted his second finger to open Donghae even wider.
Donghae thought the other man was such a fucking tease. How could he kept stretching him like that and only sucking the tip of his erection when he was hard as hell. Donghae was frustrated. And it only built up as Hyukjae's finger brush the spot inside him that make him moan like a cheap whore. When Hyukjae hit that spot again, Donghae jerked his hip and accidently swerved the steering wheel as he gripped it too tightly. And they could feel the wheels turned dangerously. Donghae tried to thrust himself deeper into the other man's mouth. But Hyukjae denied him from his want and pulled him back down, this time causing the car to honk loudly as Donghae's butt hit the klaxons.
"Enough... Please..." Donghae moaned through his ragged breath, "Just fuck me."
Hyukjae looked up at the disheveled brunette before letting him go with a loud pop. He smirked then and said, "Fine. If you're that impatient."
The red haired pulled his fingers out from Donghae and lowered his own jeans. He grabbed a condom from the back pocket of his jeans and rolled it on his hardened member. He gripped Donghae’s hip and lowered the other man so that his opening right on top of his dick. He wasn’t being gentle when he jerked himself upright and straight deep into Donghae’s tight hole.
The brunette man screamed. His eyes clenched tight. He arched his body as the searing pain tore his body from inside out. “Fuck!” he cursed. When he shut his eyes back open, there were teardrops on the corner of his eyes. And he glared hard at the other man. “It’s fucking hurt, asshole!” he tried to sound menacing but the words came out as a whimper. He swore he could feel blood dripping down his ass.
“Relax,” said Hyukjae with a grin. His fingers rubbed circles on Donghae’s hip. “I’ll make you feel good.” He pulled Donghae closer to him and claimed his lips. He kissed the other man deeply and slipped his tongue easily to the hot wet cavern that was the brunette’s mouth. Hyukjae’s tongue teased Donghae’s palate before guiding the other man’s into his own mouth and sucking on it greedily.
Hyukjae’s hand crawled up along the side of Donghae’s body, pushing his shirt up along the way. His hands rested against Donghae’s hips. His thumbs rubbed on the hardened nipples of the other man. Hyukjae felt Donghae moaned into his mouth. And when Donghae held on the head rest behind Hyukjae’s head to get himself closer, Hyukjae knew that the other man was distracted enough and he could start to move.
Their bodies started to rock. And once again Donghae felt that pain on lower half of his body. But as this time Hyukjae moved slower, Donghae could actually start to enjoy the frictions inside him. He felt so full. He could feel whole of Hyukjae’s length inside him, throbbing inside him, as if ready to blow any second.
“You’re so huge,” he whispered against the other man’s plump lips.
“Well, you’re also hot. And tight,” Hyukae replied with a sly smile. “You wanna know what it feels like to be inside you?” he teased. “You see…” Hyukjae pulled himself out almost completely before thrusting back deep inside the other man, making him gasp. “Every time I pushed back into you, it’s like the first time I get inside it.” His lips brushed against Donghae with each word he hushed out. “Like this.” Hyukjae repeated his action and got even deeper this time. And Donghae couldn’t help but to shut his eyes and arched his body, his breaths started to falter. “Your tight rings, your muscles, it’s like swallowing me,” the red haired growled into Donghae’s ear. “You want me to go deeper?” Hyukjae teased.
“Yes,” came Donghae breathless answer.
He felt Hyukjae’s hand moved down right to hiss buttocks, spreading him wider and pushing him up. When he moved back down, Hyukjae slipped even further inside him. Donghae bit his lower lip. It still hurt, but now he got used to it. And maybe even liked it. His hand travelled down from the head rest to the red haired’s shirt. He clenched it tight and slammed their lips together. He bit and sucked the other man’s lips, creating obscene wet noises inside the car. And without even realizing it, Donghae started to move his own hips. Whenever Hyukjae thrust upward, he slammed himself down and met him halfway.
Their kiss turned into mere touches of lips and breaths. Their sweaty foreheads leaned against each other. And their hips moved even faster. Donghae ran his hands inside Hyukjae’s shirt. And he loved the feel of that hard rock body under his touch. He moaned when Hyukjae grabbed his hair and pulled his head back so he could give him series of bite marks along his neck.
Hyukjae grazed his teeth against the skin under Donghae’s chin, sucked on his collarbone. He nuzzled and bit Donghae’s earlobe before whispering right into his ear, “Do you know that if I hit that spot inside you, you will go crazy.”
Donghae stared back at Hyukjae with half-lidded, lust-filled eyes. “Show me.”
As if a good soldier receiving an order, Hyukjae angled himself before thrusting himself up and hit Donghae’s spot with military precision. It was beautiful how Donghae’s body arched up and cried out in pleasure. Hyukjae didn’t know how his dick could possibly get hardened when he was almost reaching his limit and about to explode inside Donghae’s body. But he did, as he watched Donghae bouncing up and down his body, desperately needed Hyukjae to hit his spot harder and harder.
“Ah!” Donghae gasped after one particular hard thrust. “Ah! Fuck! Ah!” His breaths turned into string of short erotic gasps and occasional curses. “I’m fucking close,” he breathed out.
“I know,” Hyukjae replied with a same panted breath. “You’re clenching my dick even tighter.”
Donghae moaned hearing the dirty words Hyukjae just said. And consequently his neglected hardened length shot out drops of precum, catching the attention from the two men.
“Don’t touch it,” warned Hykjae even before Donghae moving his hand. He grabbed Donghae’s wrists and locked it behind his own back.
Donghae cursed. “Just let me come.”
“I’ll make you come.” Hyukjae answered with a hard deep thrust. “And you’ll only come when I told you to come.”
“Bast- Ah!”
Donghae felt helpless. He couldn’t move his hands, he couldn’t curse, he couldn’t even keep his eyes open because the red haired man kept hitting his pleasure spot over and over again that reduced him into a moaning, panting porn star. And it didn’t help that Hyukjae kept growling profanities into his ear.
With the last few coherent thoughts that he still had, Donghae leaned forward in attempt to kiss Hyukjae. But he almost lost control of his body over lust that all he could do was brushing his lips against Hyukjae’s. His hardened member stuck between their bodies. And Donghae tried stroke it against Hyukjae’s hard abs to get more friction, to release himself.
“Please…” he breathed out, his warm breath ghosting against Hyukjae’s lips, his eyes begging.
“Please what?”
“Please…” Donghae took a sharp intake of breath when once again when Hyukjae thrust his spot. “Let me come… Please.”
Hyukjae stared straight into Donghae’s eyes with his own dark, lust-filled eyes. And it was enough to make Donghae’s dick shot out another load of precum. But still he hadn’t reached his completion that he desperately needed.
“Please.”
“Fine.” Hyukjae let go off Donghae’s hands and moved his own to the other’s hip. “Come,” he whispered huskily into Donghae’s ear.
The brunette let out a strangled cry as series of hard thrust hit his spot. He felt like his whole body was on fire. And he didn’t even need to touch his member when he came hard, shooting white substance into his dark shirt.
Hyukjae felt it too. He felt how Donghae’s body spasm around him, how it suddenly turned scorching hot inside him that draws him closer and closer until he reached his own orgasm. He kept thrusting into the other man almost limp body as he rode his orgasm and shot multiple waves of release into the thin latex that separates him with the gorgeous brunette on top of him.
And they lay there in a breathless, boneless heap, waiting their body to come down from their high.
Donghae could still feel every inch of his skin prickling, oversensitized. His thighs felt burning from holding and moving himself in an awkward position. His heart was still beating like its about to fall out of his ribcage and he still hadn’t catch his breath. He was sweaty, sticky smelly and he realized he just had the best sex ever with a stranger. A male stranger.
“Move.” It was the first word Donghae heard from said stranger who pushed his shoulder lightly. And Donghae made a mental note to add “bastard” between the word “male” and “stranger”.
He moved over to the passenger seat. He pulled up his pants and tried not to think about his ruined black shirt. As he leaned down, the glass window felt cold against his hot temple. He heard the other man next to him shifting around, fixing himself.
“I don’t remember your address,… um…”
“Donghae.” He turned to look at the other name. “My name is Donghae.”
“Well, it’s definitely nice to meet you, Donghae.” Hyukjae gave him a sly smile. “I’m Hyukjae, by the way.”
The red haired man pulled away from the shoulder of the road and they started to drive in silence. The trapped air inside the car smell like sex.
“So, you’re a virgin,” said Hyukjae. And it wasn’t a question. “I love virgins.” He caught the glare Donghae sent him with the last remaining strength the brunette still has.
“I’m only a virgin on that side,” replied Donghae in his sad attempt to defend his pride.
“So, I’m your first man. And it’s a great first impression I’m sure.”
“God.” Donghae chuckled. He couldn’t find any more energy to stay annoyed at the other man. “You’re so full of yourself.”
“But I’m right.”
The brunette rolled his eyes. “If you really need the ego stroke, then yes, it makes me fell like I should’ve tried it sooner with men. I wasn’t even plan to do it tonight, you know.”
“That’s why you backed away when I suggest that we move upstairs?” Donghae only nodded. “Okay. So where should I take you? ‘Cause there’s an intersection upfront.”
“Uh… Just drop me off at a bus stop or something. I can get a cab.”
“You sure?” Hyukjae raised an eyebrow while glancing at the other man.
“Yeah, that’s fine.”
“Because I was thinking to teach how to give a good blow job.”
FUCK!
“205 Yeoksam Gangnam-gu,” answered Donghae before his brain could think about to pro and the con of the situation. “And I know shortcuts that can get us there in 15 minutes.”
*end*
Pairing: Eunhae
Rating: R
Word Count: 5.252
Genre: SMUT, PWP
Disclaimer: Not mine, never happen
Summary: Filling this prompt. A club scenario. Hyuk owns the club and sees Hae dancing. Leads up to smut back at Donghae's place, but they do it in the car since they don't make it into the house even. Bonus points if Hae rides Hyuk and it's practically sex on wheels
Notes:
1. aaand that’s my dose of smut for this year, I guess *drained*
2. I’ve been working this fic on and off for months, so it might lose some continuity along the way or felt rushed or different between one paragraphs to another.
3. Thanks for everyone who read and write a comment on this or my other fics. Because I’m such an ungrateful, lazy bum that rarely reply to comments. Sorry.
That night wasn’t any different than any other night for the club owner. He stood from his office on the second level of his club, scanning the crowds on the floor who were rubbing their sweaty bodies against each others. Lee Hyukjae did this every night to make sure everything went well. And that was what makes his club one of the best in town.
His wandering gaze stopped though the second he saw that gorgeous man in the middle of the crowd. The man had brunette shoulder length wavy hair, pulled up into a half pony tail. He wore black button up shirts and black tight skinny jeans. And his slender body was as sinful as his moves.
Hyukjae could see that it wasn’t his intention to catch all the attention from the crowds around him. He was just too immersed in the music and his dance to notice the crowd that started to form a circle around him, like predators hunting their prey. Hyukjae understood why those people couldn’t leave him alone. He was too mystifying.
The music was blaring into his ear the second he stepped out of his sound proof office. Even when he stepped down through the stair Hyukjae’s eyes never leave the dancing man on the floor. He realized he was just turned into one of those predators as he stalked closer to that man.
Every regular in that club knew Lee Hyukjae, after all his flaming red hair was too hard to miss. But that wasn’t the only reason. They also knew that he was an amazing dancer and respected him for that. When Lee Hyukjae spotted someone he liked, he would come down to the floor and charm that person. Everyone knew better than stood in his way.
And that was why the crowd split like the red sea, the minute Hyukjae stepped to the dance floor. They were watching, waiting.
Unlike the other dancers on the floor, Hyukjae wanted to be noticed. He wanted the beautiful man to know he was there, dancing with him. Seducing him. So he lightly placed his palm against the small of the other man’s back.
Donghae snapped open his eyes the moment he felt the touch on his back. No one had dared to touch him. The others were merely gazing hungrily at him. But, afraid Donghae would reject them, they didn’t make any move; what a bunch of cowards. But this man, with his fiery red hair, didn’t show any fear in his eyes. Instead, he had a smirk on his lips, challenging Donghae to do something about the hand on the small of his back.
Intrigued, Donghae raised an eyebrow. But the man responded it with a tug that brought their bodies closer. Not one to back out from a challenge, Donghae took the other man of the man and put it on his hip. He shifted the hand on his back to the other side of his hip. Now what the man would do, Donghae wondered.
The choice was obvious for Hyukjae. He ran his hands up and down the sides of the brunette’s body in a way that he knew was, at least, suggestive. He watched the other man closed his eyes and an inaudible whimper.
The music was somehow softer and enchanting. And the two men started to sway in sync.
“How do you like it?” Hyukjae managed to whisper into the other man’s ear.
“You’re not bad,” Donghae replied with a smirk.
“You’ll change your mind when tonight ends.”
“More dance. Less talk,” the brunette commanded his new dance partner as he wrapped his arms around the other man’s neck.
Hyukjae could only chuckle. He wasn’t planning to talk at the first place anyway.
As the music getting faster and louder, their bodies drawn closer until there was barely an inch between them. They weren’t dancing anymore as it was more rubbing their bodies against each other. First, Hyukjae had his knee strategically placed between Donghae’s legs, leaving the brunette with no choice but to let his groin rub it every time he moved. And Hyukjae could feel it hardened with each strokes.
But then, as his body heated up, Donghae grabbed a handful of Hyukjae’s hair and pushed his head closer. Hyukjae was gasping and Donghae was panting. And their parted lips brushed in a way that way far from innocent. It wasn’t a kiss. They merely breathing each other’s air, with tongue peeking out every now and then to taste what was barely there.
Hyukjae replaced his knees and pulled Donghae’s hip forcefully against his instead. The sweat made the brunette’s shirt clung on his body like a second skin and Hyukjae could vaguely see his aroused nipples. The red haired man nuzzled Donghae’s neck, forcing him to tilt his head and gave him better access. His right hand traveled up from the brunette’s hip to his torso, his thumb found the bud and teased it.
Donghae arched his body, making it even closer to the other man’s hands and ministration. He could feel the thrust of his hips getting faster, harsher. He couldn’t believe he make out in public with a man he just met. And that fact was actually made everything even hotter. Donghae would’ve been worried with his own thought if he wasn’t so turned on at that moment.
It was without warning when the simple nuzzles on his neck turned into a bite. Donghae gasped and jerked his hip in surprise. When he felt it again, he clenched the red strands of hair even tighter. He felt a hand sneaked lower on the front of his pants and palmed the leaking bulge underneath it. And the muscles on his stomach suddenly tighten.
Hyukjae heard him curse and he knew the other man was close. Now he wouldn’t want his companion for the night came that easily, would he?
“We can go to upstairs,” he whispered into the other man’s ear.
At the mere mention of what was about to come, Donghae’s body suddenly tensed up. And as if burned, he let himself free from Hyukjae’s holds. Donghae took a few steps back. He looked like a deer caught in the headlights.
“N-no…” he stuttered. He watched the other man watched him with a frown, stunned. “I wasn’t… I have to go.” Without giving any more explanation, the brunette turned around and walked away.
“What the fuck!” Hyukjae swore when he finally realized what just happened.
He felt as if the music stopped and everyone in this whole wide world was watching him.
“He didn’t just-.” Hyukjae shook his head. “Dammit!” he said before chasing the other man outside the club.
“Hey!” shouted Hyukjae once he saw the figure he was looking on the sidewalk.
It was a cold November night so Donghae was wearing his scarf and dark grey peacoat. He had his hands tucked inside his pocket as he ignored Hyukjae calls and tried to walk faster to loose to other man.
“Hey, I’m talking to you!”
Hyukjae had his hand on Donghae’s shoulder and force the other man to turn around and face him.
“Look,” Donghae finally said once he realized he didn’t have any other option but to explain to the other man. “I’m sorry, but I wasn’t planning to-.”
Donghae’s words were cut of by pair of lips that crashing against his not so gently. He felt an insistent tongue licking his lips, demanding entrance to his mouth. The hand on the back of his neck kept him in place. Another hand on his lower back pushed him closer to the other man’s body. And Donghae didn’t have any other choice but to gripped Hyukjae’s shirt and succumb. The night temperature suddenly felt increased a good few degrees.
There was nothing innocent about the kiss. It was downright dirty, obscene. Hyukjae’s tongue tasted every inch of Donghae’s mouth, stroking his tongue, sucking it, making Donghae mewling into Hyukjae’s mouth. The raid haired backed Donghae against the nearest wall he could find and pinned him. His hand traveled down from the brunette’s back to his taut ass. He squeezed the firm muscles that felt so perfect under his touch and purposely ground his half-hardened member against the other man’s. He knew the other man was pretty much a mess by now.
“Are you still going to say no to that?” asked Hyukjae after he mercilessly broke the kiss and left Donghae dumbfounded.
“I… I-.” Donghe didn’t know what to say. He was still half-dazed by the kiss and his brain was clouded with lust. He couldn’t make his nerves to function properly even if he wanted to.
Being an impatient man that he was, Hyukjae kissed the brunette once again, as forcefully as the first one if wasn’t more that the back of Donghae’s head hit the wall.
“I have a car parked on the back,” Hyukjae whispered into Donghae’s ear.
And the only respond the shorter man gave was eager nods.
Hyukjae was all but dragging the other man to the back of the building where he parked his car. He pinned Donghae against the car and shared another deep passionate kiss before he shoved the other man from the driver side. He then scrambled inside once Donghae seated on the passenger seat.
“So, where do you live?” asked Hyukjae as he started the car.
“Well it’s… No, wait! Why do I have to take you to my place? You can be a bloody murderer/robber for all I know!” Donghae protested.
“Trust me, I’m not.”
“I can not just trust you!”
“God! You had my tongue in your mouth and only now you’re saying this?!”
“Hey, you’re the one who shove your to-.”
“Point is, I own this club. Everyone here knows me and they saw you leave with me. If they found you dead at your house tomorrow, they know who to blame, okay.”
“So why don’t we just go to your place?” Donghae had his arms crossed against his chest. And he didn’t have any other reason but being stubborn really.
“Damn. I like you better when I have my hands all over you.” Donghae glared at Hyukjae. The red haired sighed. “I don’t take one night stands to my place.”
“You’re unbelievable.”
“And you’re horny.”
Donghae’s eyes widen in annoyance and stuttered to snap back his response. But he knew Hyukjae was right. He ended up telling Hyukjae where he lived anyway.
As their ride came to a halt on the first traffic light, Donghae saw Hyukjae’s smirk from the corner of his eyes.
“What!” snapped Donghae.
But instead of verbal answer, he had Hyukjae palming his crotch.
“Damnit!” Dongahe shrieked and instinctively straightened up. “Can’t you wait!”
“I’ve told you, I like you better when I have my hands all over you. Beside, I easily got bored." As if it'd give him reason to touch Donghae in semi public place. And to make his point, he stroked Donghae through the front of his jeans.
The brunette gripped the leather seat on his side. It was pointless to keep his integrity when he felt so good having the other man's hand on his growing erection. His eyes fluttered closed involuntarily when he heard his zipper being opened. His toes curls inside his shoes as the red haired man's long fingers slipped inside his boxer and circled his slightly leaking member.
"Things I can do to shut you up," whispered Hyukjae against the soft skin of Donghae's cheek. He received a breathy moan as a reply.
Hyukjae stroked Donghae long and steady. Too slow for Donghae's liking, so he lifted his hip and started to thrust himself up to meet Hyukjae's hand. He bit his lower lip and watched Hyukjae, who was smirking at him, through his half-lidded eyes.
“You like it, huh?”
Donghae only answered him with a grunt.
The red haired man started to teasingly nuzzle Donghae’s neck, up to his jaw, to his ear. And Donghae on impulse reached up and clench Hyukjae’s arm. When Hyukjae licked the shell of his ear, Donghae groaned and clenched tighter. Hyukjae’s nibbles on his ear were as callous as his fingers on the brunette’s hard on.
The temperature inside the car suddenly became warm and almost stifling.
“I can feel you pulsing under my touch, you know.” Hyukjae chuckled into Donghae’s ear, sending shiver down the brunette’s spine and straight to his cock. “Are you close? You’re like leaking all over my hand.”
Donghae nodded fervently. Hyukjae mischievously rubbed the slit with his thumb. And Donghae arched his body higher, cried a muted moan. He didn’t know he could come so close to his orgasm that easy and that fast. The little part of his brain that still somehow coherent wondered was it like this with all men or just this man?
“Oh!” exclaimed Hyukjae, “what do you know.”
He abruptly pulled his hand off of Donghae’s pants. And the brunette could only stare wide eyed at him.
“The light’s turned green,” explained the club owner.
“What the…” muttered Donghae through his panted breaths.
“I have to drive, you know.”
Donghae cursed, and cursed, and cursed. He pounded his forehead against the cool glass window. Stupid. He should’ve known better than to let this guy to take control of him.
“Hey, you’re more than welcome to finish it yourself,” said Hyukjae with a grin. “I’d be happy to watch.”
“Fuck you!”
“No, no, no. More like I’ll fuck you later.”
He was so temped to stroke himself and come just right there. But that meant satisfying the other man. And he was beyond mad to let the red haired man got what he wanted. Even if that meant denying himself from his completion.
Donghae huffed and tried to cool himself down. He had to come up with something to pay back this arrogant bastard he was about to sleep with.
When he glanced at Hyukjae who was so focus on driving, he knew what he had to do. It was dangerous considering the other man was driving, but totally worth it.
“What about I entertain you instead?” he started, trying to sound confident.
“I’m driving here,” warned Hyukjae.
“What? Can’t handle a little distraction? I thought you said you got bored easily,” teased Donghae as he moved closer to the other man.
“Yah. I’m just trying to be careful.”
“Oh, I’ll be careful alright,” said the brunette before attacking Hyukjae’s neck with kisses.
The red haired dancer only laughed. It was nothing new for him. After all, he always drove his one night stands to their home, and a little messing around while driving was a daily occurrence. He tilted his head slightly, giving the other man better access to suck and nibble his neck. His eyes were still focus on the road, although he was totally getting impatient and starting to take over the cars in front of him.
Donghae felt bolder as he felt the car suddenly move faster. He found Hyukjaes Adam’s apple and just latched his lips against it. He lapped up the protruding object and received a vibrating hum in return. His fingers move southward and slipped under Hyukjae’s shirt. He purred in appreciation when he felt Hyukjae’s taut abs against his palm.
Despite his relatively calm exterior, Hyukjae’s breath was actually starting to get unsteady and his heartbeat was getting irregular. Donghae could feel all of that. He also felt that Hyukjae’s foot shifted slightly to hit the gas harder.
He moved his lips to kiss the sensitive skin under the other man’s chin while hoping the other man wouldn’t realize that he was unbuttoning the red haired’s jeans. He gently pulled Hyukjae’s length out of its confinement. He swiftly lowered his head from the other man’s neck and took the shaft into his mouth.
“SHIT!” Hyukjae cursed and the car swerved to the left.
Another car was honking at them, Donghae heard. And at that moment was when the realization hit him. Fuck, I have another man’s dick in my mouth.
But he couldn’t step back now. Not when he had Hyukjae’s right hand on the back of his head, pulling on his hair. He wasn’t sure what that supposed to mean though, stop or go on? He tentatively swirled his tongue around the head and heard the other man cursing once again. Okay, so maybe he should just do it the way he like it when he was on the receiving end.
He tried to open his mouth wider and took more of Hyukjae into his mouth. Donghae experimentally licked the under side of the length. He heard more care honking at them as the result. So he this time he tried to take the pulsating member down to its base. He tried to keep his teeth from grazing too much. He was so concentrated on the task at hand that he didn’t realize the tilt was touching the back of his mouth. Only when his eyes got watery and he was almost gagging that he realized how huge Hyukjae was.
Hyukjae couldn’t stop swearing as he desperately trying to pull the car over at the side of the road. This brunette haired man could be so naïve at one moment and was giving him a very sloppy blow job, but at the same time was very bold to deep-throat him that fast, without taking much time, and in the car, while he was driving. He could’ve crash the car and killed the both of them for fuck sake.
But as he stopped the car and watched a brunette head bobbing up and down in a lousy attempt to make him come, he couldn’t help but to think that it was kind of cute. This must be the other man’s first time yet he was very brave and rather ambitious to do it in this situation.
“You suck,” Hyukjae said finally. The brunette was humming an answer that vibrated along Hyukjae’s dick and accidentally made him harder in the process. “No, I didn’t mean it literally. You suck. As in lousy.” The other man spared him a glance. “Like, seriously sloppy,” he elaborated.
Donghae finally pulled off from the other man’s hard on with an obscene pop. He didn’t realize how with his red, swollen lips, teary eyes, and disheveled hair he looked totally fuckable.
“But you were cursing. And swerving the car,” he tried to defend his performance, “You even stop the car. It can’t be that bad then.”
“I had mouth on my dick. It’s warm and wet. Of course, I still got distracted, idiot.”
“Well,” Donghae pouted with his red swollen lips, “what are you gonna do then.”
“Eat you up,” answered Hyukjae before pushing Donghae’s face closer to him and smashed their lips.
His mouth was busy sucking on Donghae’s bottom lip as his arm traveled down and wrapped around the other man’s slim waist. He guided the brunette to move from his seat and to his lap instead. He pushed back his own seat to give the other man more space between his body and the steering wheel.
"Grab it." Hyukjae pointed the handle on the ceiling to give Donghae leverage. And once Donghae held it, the red haired did a quick work on Donghae's jeans and zipper. Donghae shifted a little bit, kneeling on the driver seat with both of his knees on either sides of Hyukjae. And Hyukjae lowered the other man's jeans just enough to reveal his weeping member.
Donghae watched as Hyukjae fished out a tube of lube from the glove compartment. His already reddened face now turned crimson from knowing what the lube was going to use for.
A cold sensation hit him as a slim digit poked into his hole. Donghae moved his other hand from Hyukjae's shoulder to the steering wheel to get a better position. He gasped when the finger pushed further inside him and involuntarily thrust his hip forward. In consequence the tip of his length touched Hyukjae's lips.
The club owner was initially surprised. But then he grinned and peeked out his tongue to tease the other man's dick. And he was greatly pleased to hear the groan coming out from the brunette's mouth. He then took the tip into his mouth, sucking it, as he inserted his second finger to open Donghae even wider.
Donghae thought the other man was such a fucking tease. How could he kept stretching him like that and only sucking the tip of his erection when he was hard as hell. Donghae was frustrated. And it only built up as Hyukjae's finger brush the spot inside him that make him moan like a cheap whore. When Hyukjae hit that spot again, Donghae jerked his hip and accidently swerved the steering wheel as he gripped it too tightly. And they could feel the wheels turned dangerously. Donghae tried to thrust himself deeper into the other man's mouth. But Hyukjae denied him from his want and pulled him back down, this time causing the car to honk loudly as Donghae's butt hit the klaxons.
"Enough... Please..." Donghae moaned through his ragged breath, "Just fuck me."
Hyukjae looked up at the disheveled brunette before letting him go with a loud pop. He smirked then and said, "Fine. If you're that impatient."
The red haired pulled his fingers out from Donghae and lowered his own jeans. He grabbed a condom from the back pocket of his jeans and rolled it on his hardened member. He gripped Donghae’s hip and lowered the other man so that his opening right on top of his dick. He wasn’t being gentle when he jerked himself upright and straight deep into Donghae’s tight hole.
The brunette man screamed. His eyes clenched tight. He arched his body as the searing pain tore his body from inside out. “Fuck!” he cursed. When he shut his eyes back open, there were teardrops on the corner of his eyes. And he glared hard at the other man. “It’s fucking hurt, asshole!” he tried to sound menacing but the words came out as a whimper. He swore he could feel blood dripping down his ass.
“Relax,” said Hyukjae with a grin. His fingers rubbed circles on Donghae’s hip. “I’ll make you feel good.” He pulled Donghae closer to him and claimed his lips. He kissed the other man deeply and slipped his tongue easily to the hot wet cavern that was the brunette’s mouth. Hyukjae’s tongue teased Donghae’s palate before guiding the other man’s into his own mouth and sucking on it greedily.
Hyukjae’s hand crawled up along the side of Donghae’s body, pushing his shirt up along the way. His hands rested against Donghae’s hips. His thumbs rubbed on the hardened nipples of the other man. Hyukjae felt Donghae moaned into his mouth. And when Donghae held on the head rest behind Hyukjae’s head to get himself closer, Hyukjae knew that the other man was distracted enough and he could start to move.
Their bodies started to rock. And once again Donghae felt that pain on lower half of his body. But as this time Hyukjae moved slower, Donghae could actually start to enjoy the frictions inside him. He felt so full. He could feel whole of Hyukjae’s length inside him, throbbing inside him, as if ready to blow any second.
“You’re so huge,” he whispered against the other man’s plump lips.
“Well, you’re also hot. And tight,” Hyukae replied with a sly smile. “You wanna know what it feels like to be inside you?” he teased. “You see…” Hyukjae pulled himself out almost completely before thrusting back deep inside the other man, making him gasp. “Every time I pushed back into you, it’s like the first time I get inside it.” His lips brushed against Donghae with each word he hushed out. “Like this.” Hyukjae repeated his action and got even deeper this time. And Donghae couldn’t help but to shut his eyes and arched his body, his breaths started to falter. “Your tight rings, your muscles, it’s like swallowing me,” the red haired growled into Donghae’s ear. “You want me to go deeper?” Hyukjae teased.
“Yes,” came Donghae breathless answer.
He felt Hyukjae’s hand moved down right to hiss buttocks, spreading him wider and pushing him up. When he moved back down, Hyukjae slipped even further inside him. Donghae bit his lower lip. It still hurt, but now he got used to it. And maybe even liked it. His hand travelled down from the head rest to the red haired’s shirt. He clenched it tight and slammed their lips together. He bit and sucked the other man’s lips, creating obscene wet noises inside the car. And without even realizing it, Donghae started to move his own hips. Whenever Hyukjae thrust upward, he slammed himself down and met him halfway.
Their kiss turned into mere touches of lips and breaths. Their sweaty foreheads leaned against each other. And their hips moved even faster. Donghae ran his hands inside Hyukjae’s shirt. And he loved the feel of that hard rock body under his touch. He moaned when Hyukjae grabbed his hair and pulled his head back so he could give him series of bite marks along his neck.
Hyukjae grazed his teeth against the skin under Donghae’s chin, sucked on his collarbone. He nuzzled and bit Donghae’s earlobe before whispering right into his ear, “Do you know that if I hit that spot inside you, you will go crazy.”
Donghae stared back at Hyukjae with half-lidded, lust-filled eyes. “Show me.”
As if a good soldier receiving an order, Hyukjae angled himself before thrusting himself up and hit Donghae’s spot with military precision. It was beautiful how Donghae’s body arched up and cried out in pleasure. Hyukjae didn’t know how his dick could possibly get hardened when he was almost reaching his limit and about to explode inside Donghae’s body. But he did, as he watched Donghae bouncing up and down his body, desperately needed Hyukjae to hit his spot harder and harder.
“Ah!” Donghae gasped after one particular hard thrust. “Ah! Fuck! Ah!” His breaths turned into string of short erotic gasps and occasional curses. “I’m fucking close,” he breathed out.
“I know,” Hyukjae replied with a same panted breath. “You’re clenching my dick even tighter.”
Donghae moaned hearing the dirty words Hyukjae just said. And consequently his neglected hardened length shot out drops of precum, catching the attention from the two men.
“Don’t touch it,” warned Hykjae even before Donghae moving his hand. He grabbed Donghae’s wrists and locked it behind his own back.
Donghae cursed. “Just let me come.”
“I’ll make you come.” Hyukjae answered with a hard deep thrust. “And you’ll only come when I told you to come.”
“Bast- Ah!”
Donghae felt helpless. He couldn’t move his hands, he couldn’t curse, he couldn’t even keep his eyes open because the red haired man kept hitting his pleasure spot over and over again that reduced him into a moaning, panting porn star. And it didn’t help that Hyukjae kept growling profanities into his ear.
With the last few coherent thoughts that he still had, Donghae leaned forward in attempt to kiss Hyukjae. But he almost lost control of his body over lust that all he could do was brushing his lips against Hyukjae’s. His hardened member stuck between their bodies. And Donghae tried stroke it against Hyukjae’s hard abs to get more friction, to release himself.
“Please…” he breathed out, his warm breath ghosting against Hyukjae’s lips, his eyes begging.
“Please what?”
“Please…” Donghae took a sharp intake of breath when once again when Hyukjae thrust his spot. “Let me come… Please.”
Hyukjae stared straight into Donghae’s eyes with his own dark, lust-filled eyes. And it was enough to make Donghae’s dick shot out another load of precum. But still he hadn’t reached his completion that he desperately needed.
“Please.”
“Fine.” Hyukjae let go off Donghae’s hands and moved his own to the other’s hip. “Come,” he whispered huskily into Donghae’s ear.
The brunette let out a strangled cry as series of hard thrust hit his spot. He felt like his whole body was on fire. And he didn’t even need to touch his member when he came hard, shooting white substance into his dark shirt.
Hyukjae felt it too. He felt how Donghae’s body spasm around him, how it suddenly turned scorching hot inside him that draws him closer and closer until he reached his own orgasm. He kept thrusting into the other man almost limp body as he rode his orgasm and shot multiple waves of release into the thin latex that separates him with the gorgeous brunette on top of him.
And they lay there in a breathless, boneless heap, waiting their body to come down from their high.
Donghae could still feel every inch of his skin prickling, oversensitized. His thighs felt burning from holding and moving himself in an awkward position. His heart was still beating like its about to fall out of his ribcage and he still hadn’t catch his breath. He was sweaty, sticky smelly and he realized he just had the best sex ever with a stranger. A male stranger.
“Move.” It was the first word Donghae heard from said stranger who pushed his shoulder lightly. And Donghae made a mental note to add “bastard” between the word “male” and “stranger”.
He moved over to the passenger seat. He pulled up his pants and tried not to think about his ruined black shirt. As he leaned down, the glass window felt cold against his hot temple. He heard the other man next to him shifting around, fixing himself.
“I don’t remember your address,… um…”
“Donghae.” He turned to look at the other name. “My name is Donghae.”
“Well, it’s definitely nice to meet you, Donghae.” Hyukjae gave him a sly smile. “I’m Hyukjae, by the way.”
The red haired man pulled away from the shoulder of the road and they started to drive in silence. The trapped air inside the car smell like sex.
“So, you’re a virgin,” said Hyukjae. And it wasn’t a question. “I love virgins.” He caught the glare Donghae sent him with the last remaining strength the brunette still has.
“I’m only a virgin on that side,” replied Donghae in his sad attempt to defend his pride.
“So, I’m your first man. And it’s a great first impression I’m sure.”
“God.” Donghae chuckled. He couldn’t find any more energy to stay annoyed at the other man. “You’re so full of yourself.”
“But I’m right.”
The brunette rolled his eyes. “If you really need the ego stroke, then yes, it makes me fell like I should’ve tried it sooner with men. I wasn’t even plan to do it tonight, you know.”
“That’s why you backed away when I suggest that we move upstairs?” Donghae only nodded. “Okay. So where should I take you? ‘Cause there’s an intersection upfront.”
“Uh… Just drop me off at a bus stop or something. I can get a cab.”
“You sure?” Hyukjae raised an eyebrow while glancing at the other man.
“Yeah, that’s fine.”
“Because I was thinking to teach how to give a good blow job.”
FUCK!
“205 Yeoksam Gangnam-gu,” answered Donghae before his brain could think about to pro and the con of the situation. “And I know shortcuts that can get us there in 15 minutes.”
*end*