Solidarity, OR Let me tell you the subplot of Bonamana~
Solidarity, OR Let me tell you the subplot of Bonamana~
Run!Blo/Bonahyuk, backalley!au, NC-17 (explicit sex? with pictures!), 849 words, Archive
A/N: A look in the future of my backalley!au, of which the rest can be found in my archive. I know I haven't posted much of it in a long while, but I haven't given up on it.
So this is Hyuk's subplot that I somehow conjured up out of thin air saw with mine own eyes! after seeing so many screen caps of Bonamana. (Who was it that said MV was boring again? 8333) I feel I must add that the images make this more funny than hot, but it's sex nonetheless, so. Yes. Needless to say, I DO enjoy the MV. A lot. Though, forget the camp/sparse dance sets that look like they didn't have enough room for all ten boys due to not having the funds to finish building them, give me the alleyway-swinging-light solo shots. Because omnom hyuk.
He's grown up since last you saw him. His stare's turned hard. Criminal.
Yeah, he was criminal before, but there's no innocence any more, as if all that naivety you were afraid of defiling was wiped from those once bright eyes. His eyes now lined with strange marks, like a scar.
You don't want to throw out useless words, but... powerful. There's a charisma that hadn't been present before.
"Hyukkie-yah," you grate out. You want to yield to his hands sliding onto your hips, slowly moving under your shirt.
"Hyungnim," he says, and tugs you closer. "Isn't it time you gave in?"
The Eunhyuk from back then wouldn't have said that, wouldn't have been so aggressive. You like this development.
It's so easy, what you want. His lips are perfect and you can't help leaning in until you feel his teeth against your mouth.
It's perfect, really, how well the two of you fit together. Your tongues move in concert and you're able to match him, beat for beat, arch for arch. No need for adjustment, only friction, your rhythm is beautifully in sync as his hips come forward when yours pull back.
Hands, hands, hands fumbling with the zipper obstructing him from touching you where you want it most. At least that much hasn't changed, you think. That nervous boy eager to please still exists. Somewhere.
"Ahngmm--" Your moan stops short because you hear it echo down the alleyway and, looking up, there are still lights coming from the apartments above. Other people are still awake. People can hear you.
You look back down at Eunhyuk's face, drops of sweat rolling down the side of his face. His breaths are shallow, and you realize he's pulling your hands to undo his pants. You comply, albeit distracted as he strokes the base of your cock.
"Nngh!"
You're shocked when his arms fly around your neck to pull you against him. You almost, almost, lose it when his lips and tongue follow your jaw from the base of your ear to below your chin, heaving, "I want, Hyung--Tablo, I want--" like he can't hold on any longer. "Touch me."
You push against him as his arms, hot and firm, tighten around you. His leg hooks around you and you hold it at your hip, the contact distinct as want races through your limbs to your cock. Eunhyuk angles his face low to yours and licks his fingers, gliding them wet between your lengths, up, down, up... and your mouths come together to stifle your groans.
Much like a symphony, a poetry of motion, you think, because you want to find pretty words to describe this. To distract you and keep you lasting for as long as possible because there aren't really any pretty words for his cock hot against yours, rubbing fast and slow and every speed just to feel that peak of adrenaline for just another moment, just another moment.
Eunhyuk's growls are low, and the air is thick with his shallow gasps. The building tenants be damned.
His wanton noise only stokes the heat you feel, the urgent friction never ceasing (hoping it never does), and you lean in to press your lips against the curve of his neck. It's salty, but you must be going crazy because it's the sweetest thing you've tasted in the longest time.
"Ah--nghah! T-H-Hyungnim!"
You can't close your eyes. You want to see his face as he comes for you, his eyes half-lidded from that aching buzz of pressure, almost there, almost there. The end is close for you, too.
"Ung, ung--" he mewls in cadence with your grinding, and he whimpers out. Your hand is sticky wet and your mind is gone, replaced by nothing but the feeling of slick contact. It's Eunhyuk making you feel this way, Eunhyuk's wetness bringing you closer, closer, until you're over, over, over the edge and his face blurs in your vision.
His hands grip at your back, his face languid; the both of you come down slow, chests pressed against each other, hearts pounding. You let his leg go, but push your hips together, feeling the breeze of the summer night extremely cool against sweaty faces and extraneous wet skin.
Smoothing lips along his cheek, you see traces of that kid you once knew, loved, still love.
For a moment, you toy with the idea that he's still scared, still that sensitive kid that cried at your departure. Maybe, for all his growing up, he's afraid that you'll leave him again. Maybe, he still needs you.
"I don't regret anything," you whisper in his ear, and his grip becomes taut. (He is afraid.)
"But If I could," you say, looping your arms around his chest, "I'd have stayed... And nothing can keep me away from you now."
Eunhyuk relaxes in your arms, and you hear a sniff. "Hyukkie?"
"I missed you, hyungnim," he says, big droplets rolling freely down along his nose.
You laugh, unable to stop yourself from kissing his tears away.
This kid hasn't changed at all.
---
wobaozhewo
(9:24:53 PM): 8D
(9:24:58 PM): lol
(9:25:11 PM): i believe i just said to kai.
(9:25:16 PM): that if i had any less decency
(9:25:29 PM): i woudl take all the caps/gifs of hyuk
(9:25:37 PM): and find runblo cap/gifs
(9:25:41 PM): .... then.
(9:25:43 PM): FAPFIC
(9:26:16 PM): omg. i didn't realize until i typed it how perfect it is
(9:26:25 PM): runblo. bonamanahyuk
(9:26:28 PM): ...
(9:26:32 PM): that's too long
coley_merrin
(9:26:32 PM): o.o
wobaozhewo
(9:26:34 PM): bonahyuk
coley_merrin
(9:26:37 PM): ....
(9:26:42 PM): slightly suggestive there
(9:26:50 PM): bone-a...
wobaozhewo
(9:26:56 PM): ......................................
(9:26:58 PM): LOL
(9:27:00 PM): THAT'S RIGHT
-
todefinebeauty:
LOL OMG
"It's like a stick of dynamite going off inside your c*ck."
wobaozhewo:
...........................................
LOL
UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
OW?
todefinebeauty:
OMG AHAHahah
wobaozhewo:
i think
the least hottest thing i could say. ever. would be.
"You can feel your testicles blazing, seeing that face."
todefinebeauty:
OMGA LKJFLJWEOR;IJG;JDF
!!!1
wtf AHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHA
i snorted
omg BLAZING
FACE
wobaozhewo:
LOLLLL
todefinebeauty:
where did you get that?!?!
wobaozhewo:
XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
I THOUGHT IT UP AFTER DYNAMITE
S
IN
THE DICK
WHAT
todefinebeauty:
TESTICLES BLAZING
todefinebeauty:
no blazing of ze testicles?
wobaozhewo:
.....
i could, but srsly.
todefinebeauty:
HAHAHA
wobaozhewo:
no one would ever take me srsly ever
todefinebeauty:
omg i'm imagining
you know that phrase
like
he burst out of the door, guns blazing
i'm thinking
wobaozhewo:
LOL UHHHHHH
todefinebeauty:
he burst into the bedroom, TESTICLES BLAZING
AKDJFkwefj;LKEJF;LKJREGHATDH
wobaozhewo:
OMIGAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
LOLLLLLLLLL
todefinebeauty:
AHAHAHAHAAHA
wobaozhewo:
BALLS. BLAZING.
todefinebeauty:
BLAZING BALLS
OF SEXUAL FIRE???
wobaozhewo:
OH MY GOD WHAT IS THIS
Okay, confession, this is pretty much crack fic cause hyuk's face 8D ♥
Run!Blo/Bonahyuk, backalley!au, NC-17 (explicit sex? with pictures!), 849 words, Archive
A/N: A look in the future of my backalley!au, of which the rest can be found in my archive. I know I haven't posted much of it in a long while, but I haven't given up on it.
So this is Hyuk's subplot that I somehow conjured up out of thin air saw with mine own eyes! after seeing so many screen caps of Bonamana. (Who was it that said MV was boring again? 8333) I feel I must add that the images make this more funny than hot, but it's sex nonetheless, so. Yes. Needless to say, I DO enjoy the MV. A lot. Though, forget the camp/sparse dance sets that look like they didn't have enough room for all ten boys due to not having the funds to finish building them, give me the alleyway-swinging-light solo shots. Because omnom hyuk.
He's grown up since last you saw him. His stare's turned hard. Criminal.
Yeah, he was criminal before, but there's no innocence any more, as if all that naivety you were afraid of defiling was wiped from those once bright eyes. His eyes now lined with strange marks, like a scar.
You don't want to throw out useless words, but... powerful. There's a charisma that hadn't been present before.
"Hyukkie-yah," you grate out. You want to yield to his hands sliding onto your hips, slowly moving under your shirt.
"Hyungnim," he says, and tugs you closer. "Isn't it time you gave in?"
The Eunhyuk from back then wouldn't have said that, wouldn't have been so aggressive. You like this development.
It's so easy, what you want. His lips are perfect and you can't help leaning in until you feel his teeth against your mouth.
It's perfect, really, how well the two of you fit together. Your tongues move in concert and you're able to match him, beat for beat, arch for arch. No need for adjustment, only friction, your rhythm is beautifully in sync as his hips come forward when yours pull back.
Hands, hands, hands fumbling with the zipper obstructing him from touching you where you want it most. At least that much hasn't changed, you think. That nervous boy eager to please still exists. Somewhere.
"Ahngmm--" Your moan stops short because you hear it echo down the alleyway and, looking up, there are still lights coming from the apartments above. Other people are still awake. People can hear you.
You look back down at Eunhyuk's face, drops of sweat rolling down the side of his face. His breaths are shallow, and you realize he's pulling your hands to undo his pants. You comply, albeit distracted as he strokes the base of your cock.
"Nngh!"
You're shocked when his arms fly around your neck to pull you against him. You almost, almost, lose it when his lips and tongue follow your jaw from the base of your ear to below your chin, heaving, "I want, Hyung--Tablo, I want--" like he can't hold on any longer. "Touch me."
You push against him as his arms, hot and firm, tighten around you. His leg hooks around you and you hold it at your hip, the contact distinct as want races through your limbs to your cock. Eunhyuk angles his face low to yours and licks his fingers, gliding them wet between your lengths, up, down, up... and your mouths come together to stifle your groans.
Much like a symphony, a poetry of motion, you think, because you want to find pretty words to describe this. To distract you and keep you lasting for as long as possible because there aren't really any pretty words for his cock hot against yours, rubbing fast and slow and every speed just to feel that peak of adrenaline for just another moment, just another moment.
Eunhyuk's growls are low, and the air is thick with his shallow gasps. The building tenants be damned.
His wanton noise only stokes the heat you feel, the urgent friction never ceasing (hoping it never does), and you lean in to press your lips against the curve of his neck. It's salty, but you must be going crazy because it's the sweetest thing you've tasted in the longest time.
"Ah--nghah! T-H-Hyungnim!"
You can't close your eyes. You want to see his face as he comes for you, his eyes half-lidded from that aching buzz of pressure, almost there, almost there. The end is close for you, too.
"Ung, ung--" he mewls in cadence with your grinding, and he whimpers out. Your hand is sticky wet and your mind is gone, replaced by nothing but the feeling of slick contact. It's Eunhyuk making you feel this way, Eunhyuk's wetness bringing you closer, closer, until you're over, over, over the edge and his face blurs in your vision.
His hands grip at your back, his face languid; the both of you come down slow, chests pressed against each other, hearts pounding. You let his leg go, but push your hips together, feeling the breeze of the summer night extremely cool against sweaty faces and extraneous wet skin.
Smoothing lips along his cheek, you see traces of that kid you once knew, loved, still love.
For a moment, you toy with the idea that he's still scared, still that sensitive kid that cried at your departure. Maybe, for all his growing up, he's afraid that you'll leave him again. Maybe, he still needs you.
"I don't regret anything," you whisper in his ear, and his grip becomes taut. (He is afraid.)
"But If I could," you say, looping your arms around his chest, "I'd have stayed... And nothing can keep me away from you now."
Eunhyuk relaxes in your arms, and you hear a sniff. "Hyukkie?"
"I missed you, hyungnim," he says, big droplets rolling freely down along his nose.
You laugh, unable to stop yourself from kissing his tears away.
This kid hasn't changed at all.
---
wobaozhewo
(9:24:53 PM): 8D
(9:24:58 PM): lol
(9:25:11 PM): i believe i just said to kai.
(9:25:16 PM): that if i had any less decency
(9:25:29 PM): i woudl take all the caps/gifs of hyuk
(9:25:37 PM): and find runblo cap/gifs
(9:25:41 PM): .... then.
(9:25:43 PM): FAPFIC
(9:26:16 PM): omg. i didn't realize until i typed it how perfect it is
(9:26:25 PM): runblo. bonamanahyuk
(9:26:28 PM): ...
(9:26:32 PM): that's too long
coley_merrin
(9:26:32 PM): o.o
wobaozhewo
(9:26:34 PM): bonahyuk
coley_merrin
(9:26:37 PM): ....
(9:26:42 PM): slightly suggestive there
(9:26:50 PM): bone-a...
wobaozhewo
(9:26:56 PM): ......................................
(9:26:58 PM): LOL
(9:27:00 PM): THAT'S RIGHT
-
todefinebeauty:
LOL OMG
"It's like a stick of dynamite going off inside your c*ck."
wobaozhewo:
...........................................
LOL
UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
OW?
todefinebeauty:
OMG AHAHahah
wobaozhewo:
i think
the least hottest thing i could say. ever. would be.
"You can feel your testicles blazing, seeing that face."
todefinebeauty:
OMGA LKJFLJWEOR;IJG;JDF
!!!1
wtf AHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHA
i snorted
omg BLAZING
FACE
wobaozhewo:
LOLLLL
todefinebeauty:
where did you get that?!?!
wobaozhewo:
XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
I THOUGHT IT UP AFTER DYNAMITE
S
IN
THE DICK
WHAT
todefinebeauty:
TESTICLES BLAZING
todefinebeauty:
no blazing of ze testicles?
wobaozhewo:
.....
i could, but srsly.
todefinebeauty:
HAHAHA
wobaozhewo:
no one would ever take me srsly ever
todefinebeauty:
omg i'm imagining
you know that phrase
like
he burst out of the door, guns blazing
i'm thinking
wobaozhewo:
LOL UHHHHHH
todefinebeauty:
he burst into the bedroom, TESTICLES BLAZING
AKDJFkwefj;LKEJF;LKJREGHATDH
wobaozhewo:
OMIGAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
LOLLLLLLLLL
todefinebeauty:
AHAHAHAHAAHA
wobaozhewo:
BALLS. BLAZING.
todefinebeauty:
BLAZING BALLS
OF SEXUAL FIRE???
wobaozhewo:
OH MY GOD WHAT IS THIS
Okay, confession, this is pretty much crack fic cause hyuk's face 8D ♥