Sex
Title: Sex
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: HoSu
Notes: 1/10 ( DBSK 10 Drabbles Challenge)
For weaselbee. prompt: sex
I bet you don't even remember requesting this. XD Very creative prompt, btw. Ilu. Sorry the ending sucks.
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The strong beat of Mirotic was still pounding through the dance studio. Junsu could feel the vibrations from the bass line against his cheek as his face was pressed against the wall. Yunho ground his hips against Junsu’s ass, pressing against him. “I got you under my skin,” he said, pushing Junsu’s pants slowly over his hips.
“You’re just horny,” Junsu whimpered, kicking off his pants.
“Look who’s talking.” Yunho breathed, wrapping a hand around Junsu’s already hard length, making Junsu cry out.
“Just shut up and fuck me.”
It was dirty, rough, messy sex with Yunho, and Junsu loved every minute of it.
Yunho pulled Junsu’s head back by his hair, making him groan in pleasure, the feeling shooting straight to his groin, and all he could do was beg for more.
“Harder… Yunho…” Junsu was a slut for Yunho’s cock, and he didn’t care who knew, who heard, as long as Yunho kept driving his long shaft into Junsu’s pleasure spot. And Yunho did, keeping one hand tangled in Junsu’s hair so that his head was tilted back just so, making his neck easily accessible for kisses and bites, and the other hand firmly on Junsu’s hip, bruising the flesh as Junsu twisted, begging for more.
Yunho finally trembled, stilling his thrusts, not wanting to finish so soon, and Junsu moaned loudly in frustration. “Yunnie…” he whined, tightening his ass, making Yunho groan, “please!”
Yunho pulled out completely, before thrusting in hard. “Like that?” he panted, lips pressed against Junsu’s ear. “Beg me, Su.”
“I already am y-” and then Junsu forgot what he was saying because Yunho starting pounding into him as hard as he could, and it felt so good. If Junsu had been thinking, he would have been worried that he’d black out, but instead he just cried out incoherently, hands clawing at the wall in front of him, until finally, his body tensed up and white splattered against the wall.
It didn’t take much longer for Yunho to finish, coming deep inside of his lover.
The two slumped to the floor, a tangle of limbs, and Yunho kissed at the sweat on Junsu’s face as Mirotic continued to blast.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: HoSu
Notes: 1/10 ( DBSK 10 Drabbles Challenge)
For weaselbee. prompt: sex
I bet you don't even remember requesting this. XD Very creative prompt, btw. Ilu. Sorry the ending sucks.
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The strong beat of Mirotic was still pounding through the dance studio. Junsu could feel the vibrations from the bass line against his cheek as his face was pressed against the wall. Yunho ground his hips against Junsu’s ass, pressing against him. “I got you under my skin,” he said, pushing Junsu’s pants slowly over his hips.
“You’re just horny,” Junsu whimpered, kicking off his pants.
“Look who’s talking.” Yunho breathed, wrapping a hand around Junsu’s already hard length, making Junsu cry out.
“Just shut up and fuck me.”
It was dirty, rough, messy sex with Yunho, and Junsu loved every minute of it.
Yunho pulled Junsu’s head back by his hair, making him groan in pleasure, the feeling shooting straight to his groin, and all he could do was beg for more.
“Harder… Yunho…” Junsu was a slut for Yunho’s cock, and he didn’t care who knew, who heard, as long as Yunho kept driving his long shaft into Junsu’s pleasure spot. And Yunho did, keeping one hand tangled in Junsu’s hair so that his head was tilted back just so, making his neck easily accessible for kisses and bites, and the other hand firmly on Junsu’s hip, bruising the flesh as Junsu twisted, begging for more.
Yunho finally trembled, stilling his thrusts, not wanting to finish so soon, and Junsu moaned loudly in frustration. “Yunnie…” he whined, tightening his ass, making Yunho groan, “please!”
Yunho pulled out completely, before thrusting in hard. “Like that?” he panted, lips pressed against Junsu’s ear. “Beg me, Su.”
“I already am y-” and then Junsu forgot what he was saying because Yunho starting pounding into him as hard as he could, and it felt so good. If Junsu had been thinking, he would have been worried that he’d black out, but instead he just cried out incoherently, hands clawing at the wall in front of him, until finally, his body tensed up and white splattered against the wall.
It didn’t take much longer for Yunho to finish, coming deep inside of his lover.
The two slumped to the floor, a tangle of limbs, and Yunho kissed at the sweat on Junsu’s face as Mirotic continued to blast.