Sexy Yoga
Title: Yoga for Better Sex
Pairing: Kangteuk, mentions of ShiHanChul
Rating: R/NC-17 Adult Themes
Summary: Things get strange in Kangteuk’s bedroom after Leeteuk takes a class called “Yoga for Better sex”.
A/N Inspired by the yoga class I attended called “Yoga For Better Sex”. It was so much fun! I’m seriously adding “must do yoga” to my list of things to look for in a potential boyfriend. I should probably also add “Must be willing to put up with fangirly obsessions” and “must be willing to come second to Super Junior” while I’m at it. All the techniques described in this fic are real things they showed us at the class. The fic itself is a little dialogue heavy and a little disjointed at the end (it’s almost 2am and I’m tired. I just really wanted to finish it tonight before I forgot what I learned.) I hope you all enjoy! Comments are love!
Kangin blamed Heechul for this. To be fair Heechul was only half of the equation, the other half being the not insignificant distance between Beijing and Seoul, but Kangin was not in the mood to be fair. So he blamed Heechul.
Cinderella, deprived of his Prince Charming and Beijing Fried rice, needed to find something to do. Literally.
“What? I need some way to get my kicks” The princess had explained with a flip of his hair. Leeteuk had just sighed as he looked over the brochure Heechul had brought home.
‘Yoga for Better Sex’ was what it said in large purple letters.
It had only been the second week since SJ-M had returned to China and already the remaining members were sick of Heechul’s antics. The man needed attention, thrived on attention. He was worse than a three year old that way. Unfortunately the two men who could always be counted on to give Heechul what he needed were a thousand miles away. After the third time in a week that Leeteuk had found Eunhyuk in tears over something Heechul had said, the leader had yelled at Heechul to find something more productive to do with his time.
So now here he was asking to go to some sex class.
“It’s not a sex class!” Heechul protested stomping his foot like a petulant child. “It’s yoga. It’s good for you!”
“And your sex life?” Leeteuk arched a brow.
“That’s just an added bonus.”
Leeteuk sighed again and ran a hand through his hair. He could let Heechul go to this class and potentially become even more dangerous than he already was. Heechul plus sex was never a good combination (well for anyone besides Siwon and Hangeng). Or Leeteuk could refuse and be forced to live with increasingly bitchy Heechul.
Guess which one won?
So Heechul got his yoga classes.
And dragged Leeteuk along.
“But Heechul why?”
“Because it’s good for you! You’ll thank me later!”
Actually the classes weren’t as bad as Leeteuk had been expecting them to be. The instructors were very nice comfortable people who made the environment pleasant and relaxed. The focus was more on yoga and breathing than on actual sex.
Heechul was a little disappointed. Leeteuk was not.
The breathing exercises really helped him relax. Sometimes it got stressful being the leader of a 13+2 member boy band. It was nice to de-stress once in a while. The poses also really helped Leeteuk’s stiff back. Ever since he had been in that accident he had suffered from back problems. Yoga helped him loosen up.
Kangin had laughed the first time Heechul had dragged Leeteuk to yoga. Yoga was such a girly activity, and while Leeteuk did look especially adorable in his loose gray yoga capris and fitted top, it was not enough for Kangin to change his opinion on yoga.
Kangin’s humor soon turned sour as things started getting freaky around the dorm. He blamed it all on the yoga.
~*~*~*~*~*~
He walked into his and Leeteuk’s room one day and was confronted with a strange noise.
“Ckkkkkkhhhhhhhhhhhgggggggggghhhhhhhh…..Ckkkkkkhhhhhhhhhhggggggghhhhhhhhhhh….Ckkkkkhhhhhhhgggggggghhhhhhhh”
It sounded a little bit like Darth Vader snoring lightly punctuated by deep inhalations. Kangin looked around confused. It took him a moment to realize that the sound was originating from Leeteuk. The older man sat on the edge of the bed with his back to Kangin, breathing deeply and emitting the weird noise.
“Leeteuk Hyung what are you doing?”
Leeteuk jumped in surprise. He quickly spun around to see who had interrupted him.“Oh! Kanginie! I didn’t see you there. I’m practicing my ocean breathing!
“Your what?”
“My Ujjayi Pranayama. It’s something I learned in yoga. See you inhale really deep” Leeteuk demonstrated. “Then you exhale tightening the back of your throat so you make this noise. Like this ‘Ckkkkkkhhhhhhhhhhgggggghhhhhh’”
Kangin wasn’t sure the human throat was meant to make such noises and he said as much. Leeteuk laughed. “Actually it’s really useful in training your gag reflexes.”
Kangin’s eyebrows shot up.
“What you don’t believe me?” Asked Leeteuk coyly. “I’ll prove it to you later.”
And he did. Later that night Kangin gasped and gripped the bed sheets tightly in his fists as Leeteuk took his whole length into his mouth. Kangin felt the tip of his cock hit the back of Leeteuk’s throat. He immediately jerked back, not wanting to hurt his lover, but Leeteuk’s lips curved up into a smile.
He swallowed Kangin’s length again, this time even further. Kangin could feel himself sliding down into Leeteuk’s throat. The feeling was incredible, and the fact that Leeteuk wasn’t gagging was incredible, and the heat was incredible and everything was just incredible. Kangin threw his head back and moaned when Leeteuk hummed around him.
Kangin came harder than he had ever cum in his entire life.
“See. I told you!” Leeteuk said cheerfully after he had swallowed every last drop of Kangin’s seed.
“Nnngggh” Said Kangin.
~*~*~*~*~*
Apparently ocean breathing wasn’t the only type of breathing exercised that Leeteuk had learned at yoga as Kangin was made aware of after a very disconcerting experience.
The incident occurred while the two were making love. It was a rare moment of privacy and Kangin was just starting to find his groove thrusting into Leeteuk when Leeteuk started panting. This in and of itself was not an unusual occurrence. Kangin himself often felt out of breath after sex, but this panting was a little different.
It was short and controlled. Kangin could see Leeteuk’s abdominal muscles pulsing with each short exhale. What was weird was that Leeteuk wasn’t inhaling at all.
Kangin was worried he might hyperventilate, so he slowed his movements.
“What are you doing?” Whined Leeteuk, who was close now, so close.
Instead of answering Kangin asked. “Are you ok?”
Leeteuk looked around wildly. “What? Yes! Of course I’m fine. Keep going!”
“But you’re breathing so weird…”
“Kangin it’s ‘Agni-Prasana’. Fire breathing from yoga. It’s supposed to increase oxygen flow to the brain and increase pleasure. And it was working until you freaking stopped!”
“But I thought you were-“
Leeteuk gritted his teeth. “Kangin. Just. Fucking. Move.”
Kangin did, both because he knew better than to disobey when Leeteuk used that tone of voice and also because he couldn’t physically hold himself back any longer. He thrust into Leeteuk with wild abandon.
Leeteuk did his weird breathing thing again, and Kangin figured it must have worked for him ‘cause Leeteuk finished with a scream arching his back off the bed.
Kangin had barely even touched his cock.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Leeteuk and Heechul continued to attend their yoga classes, although Kangin noticed that Leeteuk was the more eager of the two to go now. Heechul apparently didn’t have anyone to practice his new found techniques with.
The phone bill however incredibly expensive that month.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Kangin was getting really freaked out at this point. He himself had a healthy sexual appetite, but Leeteuk had always been the shyer one in the bedroom. He was usually too worn out from work to even consider sex, but now after three weeks of Yoga Leeteuk was demanding it every night. Sometimes twice!
Kangin wasn’t complaining…much. He had to admit Leeteuk’s new ardor was hard for him to keep up with. He was only a man after all.
He wondered where Leeteuk’s new insatiability came from. When Kangin woke up sore all over from a night of rough love making he silently cursed Heechul for taking Leeteuk to that damn yoga class.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kangin’s manly pride took another blow when the next night Leeteuk didn’t cum. Oh sure he cried out like he always did, and Kangin could feel the contractions pulsing against his cock like they usually did when Leeteuk reached his climax, but there was nothing there, no sticky white substance against his hand even though Leeteuk’s erection was rapidly going flaccid.
Kangin, thinking maybe he hadn’t done his job correctly tugged roughly at the organ, trying to bring it back to life.
Leeteuk hissed in pain when Kangin’s hand wrapped around his overly sensitive cock. “Kangin what the hell are you doing?”
“You didn’t finish” Kangin nearly moaned. He felt horrible. What was he? Some horny teenager just in it to get off?
Kangin never, ever, finished unless he knew Leeteuk was taken care of first.
“But I did” Leeteuk insisted.
“But you didn’t-“
“I DID” He pushed Kangin’s hand away.
“But you didn’t- I mean there’s not any-“
Leeteuk propped himself on his elbows. He kissed Kangin softly. “I did. It’s possible to climax without ejaculation.”
“What?” Kangin was really really confused. How could that even be possible?
“I learned that at yoga.”
Kangin groaned and buried his head in the crook of Leeteuk’s neck.
I hate that fucking class. Kangin hadn’t realized he had spoken out loud until Leeteuk chuckled and said, “No you don’t. You love it.”
~*~*~*~*~*
Then Leeteuk decided he didn’t want it rough anymore. Kangin’s head was reeling. Leeteuk had always liked it rough in the bedroom. Now he was demanding that Kangin not move at all while he slowly impaled himself on Kangin.
“Leeteuk I don’t understand-“ Kangin protested. He was cut off by Leeteuk’s lips on his own.
“Baby just relax. You’ll like this I promise.” Leeteuk was firmly seated on Kangin now. Kangin was waiting for Leeteuk to move but he didn’t. Instead…he squeezed. The muscles around Kangin contracted and released in a slow imitation of the contractions that occurred during orgasm.
Kangin threw his head back and moaned.
“Holy fuck what is-what-are you- oh fuck”
“This, is called manipulating your pelvic floor.”
Kangin tried to answer but all coherent thought was driven from his head by the constant pulsing around his cock.
“See” Leeteuk chuckled after he had successfully gotten both Kangin and himself off with a minimum of effort. “Yoga isn’t all that bad”
~*~*~*~*~*~
“I hate you so much for taking Leeteuk to that fucking class.” Kangin told Heechul over soju one night.
“What class?” Heechul asked blankly.
Kangin rolled his eyes. “That stupid yoga for better sex class. It’s horrible. He’s insatiable now!”
“Oh” Said Heechul. “I stopped going to that class two weeks ago.” Kangin face palmed.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Leeteuk, however, didn’t stop going to the class.
Things got worse for Kangin because after the breathing, and the pelvic floor manipulation came the yoga poses turned sex positions.
Child’s pose, downward dog, Camel, plank, Leeteuk patiently explained what Kangin was supposed to do in each. Kangin tried his best, but would often fail, especially down dog. It took a lot of arm strength, and stretched his leg muscles uncomfortably. Kangin was all for adventurous positions. He especially liked plank when Leeteuk was tucked up against his chest. It was cuddly and intimate, but it was hard.
Kangin had always considered himself a pretty strong guy, but this yoga thing used a whole different set of muscles. He would often collapse halfway through the fun and revert back to one of the tried and true positions.
This frustrated Leeteuk to no end.
There was only one solution.
Leeteuk decided Kangin would have to come to yoga with him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
“I fucking hate you so much.” Kangin told Heechul when he got home from his first class. His muscles were sore and his dignity was bruised (Leeteuk had forced him into a pair of yoga pants).
Heechul smirked.
“Shut up. I probably just saved your marriage.”
Yes. Kangin blamed Heechul for his lost dignity, and for getting him into something as girly as yoga, but in the darkest corner of Kangin’s mind, he admitted, he probably should be thanking Heechul, because let’s face it, yoga does make for better sex.
THE END
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