dubstep21
03-28-2012, 11:14 AM
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Rated for a reason. There's sex and cursing (yay! lol). Not safe for work, not for safe for the children, and not safe to read with a friend; FOR IT WILL CAUSE AWKWARD SEXUAL TENSION. (not really, but still.) As always, thank you for giving one of my stories a try. Reviews are love and I need love to grow. :heart1:
"Do you want to watch a movie?" Kyuhun asked, looking over his shoulder at Yesung, who was struggling to keep up with the strides of his long-legged date.
He silently cursed his stubby limbs as he picked up his pace. "Sure. Why not?"
Yesung had agreed to let their date continue so Kyuhun could somehow make it not painfully awkward. So after leaving restaurant , the two decided to find something else to do.
"Well my place it just up this stre-"
"Your place?" Yesung cut in, obviously confused. Watching a movie meant going to a public theater and getting slushies and licorice, not going to someone's house, alone, with them.
"I'd like to take you out to the movies, like on a real date,but I don't have anymore money on me." Right after Kyuhun said this, Yesung felt a bit of guilt. He did make the kid pay for his meal, despite the fact that Yesung could have easily paid for it himself, and now he was asking Kyu to spend more money on a date that wasn't going to lead to anything.
"You know I'm going just for the movie, right ?"
Kyuhun smiled. "I'm not going to try anything if that's you mean." He paused. "Unless you want me to."
"I don't."
"Just checking."
And with that, the conversation quickly ended, causing it to be silent as Yesung followed Kyuhun up the stairs. "This is your apartment building?" He asked, glaring at Kyu's caffs as the man climbed two steps at a time; an act Yesung's short legs prevented him from doing.
"Loft, and yes, it's mine." He didn't bother to look back at Yesung, who was struggling as they walked the third flight of stairs. Why the ---- hadn't they taken the elevator? And why the ---- did Kyuhun have to take such long steps with those long legs of his. ---- Kyuhun, ---- stairs, and ---- those god damn legs. How long did they need to be? Really.
Two flights later and Kyuhun finally turned around. Yesung quickly straitened his back and tried not to look like he was dying. "Home sweet home." Kyuhun announced , flashing a small smile.
Two hours and a bottle of wine later, Yesung felt drowsy, and was barely paying attention to the movie. He looked over at the bed in the far right corner and realized how desperately he wanted to sleep. Of course sleeping in Kyuhun's bed was not an option, not even remotely.
"You okay?" Kyu asked, his eyes curios and the corners of his lips almost pulling into a smile, though the sleep deprived and possibly drunk Yesung could have just been imagining things.
Yesung yawned. "Well, it's pretty late, so I'll just be on my way."
Despite what he said, yesung's body didn't move. Not because he didn't want to get up. but because he couldn't.
Again, He could have sworn he saw Kyuhun smile as he asked if Yesung was okay.
"peachy." He lied. He couldn't get his own body to move, and he didn't know why. He hadn't drank much wine. A little more than a bottle, but that wasn't enough to practically paralyze him, and on top of that he was getting heated up.
"Your cheeks are red, are you sure you're a-"
"I'm fine! Just!-" He stopped, sighed, then continued when he composed himself. "Just give me a second, okay?" His tone was almost pleading, though he didn't mean for it to come off that way. Yesung focused all of his energy on his leg beckoning for it to move with mind. 'You can do it.' He thought cheerful words of encouragement would wake up the lazy limb.
And when that didn't work, Yesung solemnly decided it was time resorted to desperate measures.
"Kyuhun, I need your help." He paused, shifting his eyes, not exactly sure how to phrase the next part. "I..well...I can't move." His body also felt like it was set on fire from the inside out , but he decided to leave that part out.
The kid nodded, put down his drink and leaned in closer. "You sure?" Kyuhun inquired, poking a limp arm.
"Yeah"
Yesung wasn't sure how the situation came to be. He was shirtless, on kyuhun's bed, with Kyuhun on top of him, saying dirty words in his ear.
Oh God.
"You sonuvabitch!" Yesung spat, ignoring the the tongue sliding down his neck, which, by the way, did not turn him on. Nope, not in the slightest. "I tell you I can't move and you molest me?! I could have some horrible disease and instead of taking me to the hospital you throw me on your bed?" He wanted to shout, but his voice was strained and came out more like a whisper than anything. He couldn't focus on his voice when his body felt like it could burst into flames at any moment.
Yesung looked up at Kyuhun only to watch him roll his dark brown eyes. "You don't have a disease."
"The f--- I don't." He barked. "Then what do you call not being able to move?"
"I call it the side affects of the wine I gave you."
The room was quite for a moment. Yesung layed there, absorbing what he just heard.
"Y-You mean you drugged me?" He asked, still coming over the shock of what just happened.
"Yes." And with that, Kyuhun resumed his work on Yesung's pale neck.
"Goddammit! Stop, I don't want this shit!"
Kyuhun raised an eyebrow and slightly lifted his body of off of Yesung's. He looked down and smirked. "Actually, I think you do."
Yesung followed the kid's gaze and instantly saw his own erection threatening to tear apart his jeans.
When did that get there?
"Hmph!" Yesung gasped as he felt himself get palmed through what now felt like a denim prison for his dick
"What were you saying about not wanting this?" Kyuhun exhaled in his his ear. Yesung ignored the shivers traveling down his spine and tried his hardest to press his crotch against Kyu's hand. The friction was only thing making the heat in his body go away, and he needed more of it.
Kyuhun smashed his lips against yesung's and a deep kiss was started almost instantly. There was no soft pecks or loving gestures, just a heated, eager kiss with more tongue and teeth than anything else, and Yesung loved it. Don't get him wrong, he only loved it because it helped exhaust the unbearable heat in his body. In fact, all of the places where Kyuhun touched him seemed to have cooled off and then heated up in a totally different way.
This had to be because of the drug. There was no other explanation for why his whole body felt the need to be touched right now.
Yesung looked up to find Kyuhun's dark eyes staring at him, almost as if they were staring for answers.
"More," he panted. "I need more."
Kyuhun smiled. "Whatever you want." He said, taking off his shirt before leaning down to resume their kiss.
Yesung gasped as he felt Kyu's tongue slid across his lower lip. He opened his mouth eagerly, inviting the wet muscle to explore every inch of his mouth. It was what he wanted- no, more like it was what he needed, and Kyuhun gave it to him with no hesitation.
Kyu's long fingers toyed slightly with the button of yesung's jeans for quickly undoing it along with the zipper. Much to yesung's relief , Kyuhun quickly discarded both of their pants as well as those pesky boxer briefs.
Still unable to move on his own, yesung watched as Kyuhun spat on his hand.
Yesung felt those long fingers wrap around his member; giving it a few tugs before they began pumping. He watched intently as Kyuhun began kiss a trail from his neck down. First Kyu's lips were at his ear, playfully nipping at it before the skilled lips went down to tease his nipples, making them red and swollen. This alone was driving yesung absolutely mad as he felt the pre-cum slid down his dick, only to be rubbed away by Kyu's fast moving hand.
His eyes went wide as he watched kyuhun give the tip of his member a lick. "I love how you taste.' He said in a low, wonton voice before engulfing the whole thing. Yesung watched in sheer pleasure as his dick disappeared into Kyu's mouth. He felt a warm tongue circle at the tip all the while Kyuhun continued to suck vigorously and with purpose.
"Oh f---!" Yesung practically moaned. He couldn't help it anymore. He was so close, but wanted so much more. The heat in is body was reaching an unbearable temperature that would surely kill him if it wasn't put out soon.
"M-more" He exhaled the word out in a breathless pant. Yesung had no control of what he was saying. He should have asked for Kyuhun to stop but instead, he gave every ounce of strength he had into demanding more.
Kyuhun moaned, sending a wonderful vibration from the tip to the shaft; making Yesung unable to form a complete thought.
He felt a digit rub his entrance slight before pushing it's way in. Yesung opened his eyes, to Kyuhun staring right at him. The look in his dark chocolate eyes was unreadable, and made Yesung feel strange. It made him want Kyuhun.
"Ah!" He exclaimed, surprised at the intrusion of both the second and third finger. It was uncomfortable, and borderline painful, but it made the flames in Yesung's body dim.
Yesung gave an audible moan as he felt the pain begin to subside into pleasure. The fingers inside him were stretching him in a way that sent waves of ecstasy through his body. He wanted so desperately to move his body closer to Kyuhun's, to thrust himself in Kyu's mouth. Yesung felt himself nearing his climax. He was on the precipice of orgasm, and he needed it so much right now. He wanted the release to cool down the flames in his body
He began to feel himself getting dangerously close to climaxing, and that's when Kyuhun lifted his mouth and removed his fingers.
The f---?
"W-" Yesung gasped slightly as he felt his arm move. He had been trying to move the limb for the last half hour and now it decided to work?
Kyuhun rolled of Yesung and laid on his back. "I guess that means you probably want to leave now?"
Yesung glared at him. The kid drugged him, molested him, made his dick throb and his head spin, and now decided to he doesn't have to finish the job?
"F--- you." Yesung practically spat, climbing on top of Kyuhun. "I'm not leaving until you make me cum. ." He hissed, lowing himself onto Kyuhun's dick. It was a tight fit, but Yesung didn't give a single sh-t at the moment. He was done caring at this point. He was having sex with some stranger that drugged him, and deep down in the very pit of his stomach, he almost enjoyed it.
'I'm must be sick in the head' Yesung thought as he slowly pushed down, only to rise back up and repeat the process.
"Move." He demanded through clenched teeth.
Kyuhun obviously didn't need to be told twice. The demon of a kid new what he was doing as he grabbed onto Yesung's hips and pushed him down while at the same time thrusting hard into him.
"Ah! Christ!" Yesung as he felt his sweet spot get hit with the intense force. "Harder!" He growled, forcing himself down with all his might. His hip were shaking and his head fell back in pleasure. The flames in his body were cooling down, only to be ignited once gain with each thrust.
But the new heat made Yesung's head spin, it made his hips buckle and his back arch.
"Wait. " Kyu sat up, holding on tighter to Yesung. "Tell me how this feels." Kyuhun picked him up, almost to the point were only his tip was inside the entrance, the quickly shoved Yesung back down.
Yesung was seeing white as he felt his nerves kick into over drive at the impact this new angle was giving his body.
"F---!" He hissed. His body trembling violently as he gasped and moaned. He wasn't sure when he began, but in the midst of everything, he began shouting Kyuhun's name.
Kyuhun repeated the process of picking Yesung up and then ramming him down.
"So -" Yesung quickly tried to swallow all the saliva forming in his mouth. "So cl-close!"
"Me too" Kyuhun groaned in a low voice, his breath hitting Yesung's lips.
With one hand pulling on Kyuhun's hair for deal life, and the other wrapped around his own neglected dick, Yesung closed his eyes and felt the heat pull into his stomach.
"Yes! Yes! Oh god yes!" He moaned. His toes curled and his body shook in Kyuhun's hands as he felt himself erupt with a scream.
Yesung shook his head from side to side as an unbearable amount of his cum shot out of him at an alarming rate. There was no time for Yesung to collect himself after the euphoric climax, because Kyuhun was now pounding him harder than ever.
With a inaudible moan, Kyu filled Yesung before pulling out. Both men collapsed onto the bed, panting and sweat covered.
Still coming down from his high, Yesung felt a soft hand run through his hair.
"I love you." he heard Kyu whisper.
this is actually part of a fic I'm writing on another site, but I thought it would be fun to post one of the smut chapters on here (with a little re-writing). Feedback is appreciated, as always. :blush3:
In case you want to know what Kyusung looks like. Feast yo' eyes. http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz294/makesomenoiise/Gifs/tumblr_l8ugus1kIV1qbeuyxo1_400.gif
Rated for a reason. There's sex and cursing (yay! lol). Not safe for work, not for safe for the children, and not safe to read with a friend; FOR IT WILL CAUSE AWKWARD SEXUAL TENSION. (not really, but still.) As always, thank you for giving one of my stories a try. Reviews are love and I need love to grow. :heart1:
"Do you want to watch a movie?" Kyuhun asked, looking over his shoulder at Yesung, who was struggling to keep up with the strides of his long-legged date.
He silently cursed his stubby limbs as he picked up his pace. "Sure. Why not?"
Yesung had agreed to let their date continue so Kyuhun could somehow make it not painfully awkward. So after leaving restaurant , the two decided to find something else to do.
"Well my place it just up this stre-"
"Your place?" Yesung cut in, obviously confused. Watching a movie meant going to a public theater and getting slushies and licorice, not going to someone's house, alone, with them.
"I'd like to take you out to the movies, like on a real date,but I don't have anymore money on me." Right after Kyuhun said this, Yesung felt a bit of guilt. He did make the kid pay for his meal, despite the fact that Yesung could have easily paid for it himself, and now he was asking Kyu to spend more money on a date that wasn't going to lead to anything.
"You know I'm going just for the movie, right ?"
Kyuhun smiled. "I'm not going to try anything if that's you mean." He paused. "Unless you want me to."
"I don't."
"Just checking."
And with that, the conversation quickly ended, causing it to be silent as Yesung followed Kyuhun up the stairs. "This is your apartment building?" He asked, glaring at Kyu's caffs as the man climbed two steps at a time; an act Yesung's short legs prevented him from doing.
"Loft, and yes, it's mine." He didn't bother to look back at Yesung, who was struggling as they walked the third flight of stairs. Why the ---- hadn't they taken the elevator? And why the ---- did Kyuhun have to take such long steps with those long legs of his. ---- Kyuhun, ---- stairs, and ---- those god damn legs. How long did they need to be? Really.
Two flights later and Kyuhun finally turned around. Yesung quickly straitened his back and tried not to look like he was dying. "Home sweet home." Kyuhun announced , flashing a small smile.
Two hours and a bottle of wine later, Yesung felt drowsy, and was barely paying attention to the movie. He looked over at the bed in the far right corner and realized how desperately he wanted to sleep. Of course sleeping in Kyuhun's bed was not an option, not even remotely.
"You okay?" Kyu asked, his eyes curios and the corners of his lips almost pulling into a smile, though the sleep deprived and possibly drunk Yesung could have just been imagining things.
Yesung yawned. "Well, it's pretty late, so I'll just be on my way."
Despite what he said, yesung's body didn't move. Not because he didn't want to get up. but because he couldn't.
Again, He could have sworn he saw Kyuhun smile as he asked if Yesung was okay.
"peachy." He lied. He couldn't get his own body to move, and he didn't know why. He hadn't drank much wine. A little more than a bottle, but that wasn't enough to practically paralyze him, and on top of that he was getting heated up.
"Your cheeks are red, are you sure you're a-"
"I'm fine! Just!-" He stopped, sighed, then continued when he composed himself. "Just give me a second, okay?" His tone was almost pleading, though he didn't mean for it to come off that way. Yesung focused all of his energy on his leg beckoning for it to move with mind. 'You can do it.' He thought cheerful words of encouragement would wake up the lazy limb.
And when that didn't work, Yesung solemnly decided it was time resorted to desperate measures.
"Kyuhun, I need your help." He paused, shifting his eyes, not exactly sure how to phrase the next part. "I..well...I can't move." His body also felt like it was set on fire from the inside out , but he decided to leave that part out.
The kid nodded, put down his drink and leaned in closer. "You sure?" Kyuhun inquired, poking a limp arm.
"Yeah"
Yesung wasn't sure how the situation came to be. He was shirtless, on kyuhun's bed, with Kyuhun on top of him, saying dirty words in his ear.
Oh God.
"You sonuvabitch!" Yesung spat, ignoring the the tongue sliding down his neck, which, by the way, did not turn him on. Nope, not in the slightest. "I tell you I can't move and you molest me?! I could have some horrible disease and instead of taking me to the hospital you throw me on your bed?" He wanted to shout, but his voice was strained and came out more like a whisper than anything. He couldn't focus on his voice when his body felt like it could burst into flames at any moment.
Yesung looked up at Kyuhun only to watch him roll his dark brown eyes. "You don't have a disease."
"The f--- I don't." He barked. "Then what do you call not being able to move?"
"I call it the side affects of the wine I gave you."
The room was quite for a moment. Yesung layed there, absorbing what he just heard.
"Y-You mean you drugged me?" He asked, still coming over the shock of what just happened.
"Yes." And with that, Kyuhun resumed his work on Yesung's pale neck.
"Goddammit! Stop, I don't want this shit!"
Kyuhun raised an eyebrow and slightly lifted his body of off of Yesung's. He looked down and smirked. "Actually, I think you do."
Yesung followed the kid's gaze and instantly saw his own erection threatening to tear apart his jeans.
When did that get there?
"Hmph!" Yesung gasped as he felt himself get palmed through what now felt like a denim prison for his dick
"What were you saying about not wanting this?" Kyuhun exhaled in his his ear. Yesung ignored the shivers traveling down his spine and tried his hardest to press his crotch against Kyu's hand. The friction was only thing making the heat in his body go away, and he needed more of it.
Kyuhun smashed his lips against yesung's and a deep kiss was started almost instantly. There was no soft pecks or loving gestures, just a heated, eager kiss with more tongue and teeth than anything else, and Yesung loved it. Don't get him wrong, he only loved it because it helped exhaust the unbearable heat in his body. In fact, all of the places where Kyuhun touched him seemed to have cooled off and then heated up in a totally different way.
This had to be because of the drug. There was no other explanation for why his whole body felt the need to be touched right now.
Yesung looked up to find Kyuhun's dark eyes staring at him, almost as if they were staring for answers.
"More," he panted. "I need more."
Kyuhun smiled. "Whatever you want." He said, taking off his shirt before leaning down to resume their kiss.
Yesung gasped as he felt Kyu's tongue slid across his lower lip. He opened his mouth eagerly, inviting the wet muscle to explore every inch of his mouth. It was what he wanted- no, more like it was what he needed, and Kyuhun gave it to him with no hesitation.
Kyu's long fingers toyed slightly with the button of yesung's jeans for quickly undoing it along with the zipper. Much to yesung's relief , Kyuhun quickly discarded both of their pants as well as those pesky boxer briefs.
Still unable to move on his own, yesung watched as Kyuhun spat on his hand.
Yesung felt those long fingers wrap around his member; giving it a few tugs before they began pumping. He watched intently as Kyuhun began kiss a trail from his neck down. First Kyu's lips were at his ear, playfully nipping at it before the skilled lips went down to tease his nipples, making them red and swollen. This alone was driving yesung absolutely mad as he felt the pre-cum slid down his dick, only to be rubbed away by Kyu's fast moving hand.
His eyes went wide as he watched kyuhun give the tip of his member a lick. "I love how you taste.' He said in a low, wonton voice before engulfing the whole thing. Yesung watched in sheer pleasure as his dick disappeared into Kyu's mouth. He felt a warm tongue circle at the tip all the while Kyuhun continued to suck vigorously and with purpose.
"Oh f---!" Yesung practically moaned. He couldn't help it anymore. He was so close, but wanted so much more. The heat in is body was reaching an unbearable temperature that would surely kill him if it wasn't put out soon.
"M-more" He exhaled the word out in a breathless pant. Yesung had no control of what he was saying. He should have asked for Kyuhun to stop but instead, he gave every ounce of strength he had into demanding more.
Kyuhun moaned, sending a wonderful vibration from the tip to the shaft; making Yesung unable to form a complete thought.
He felt a digit rub his entrance slight before pushing it's way in. Yesung opened his eyes, to Kyuhun staring right at him. The look in his dark chocolate eyes was unreadable, and made Yesung feel strange. It made him want Kyuhun.
"Ah!" He exclaimed, surprised at the intrusion of both the second and third finger. It was uncomfortable, and borderline painful, but it made the flames in Yesung's body dim.
Yesung gave an audible moan as he felt the pain begin to subside into pleasure. The fingers inside him were stretching him in a way that sent waves of ecstasy through his body. He wanted so desperately to move his body closer to Kyuhun's, to thrust himself in Kyu's mouth. Yesung felt himself nearing his climax. He was on the precipice of orgasm, and he needed it so much right now. He wanted the release to cool down the flames in his body
He began to feel himself getting dangerously close to climaxing, and that's when Kyuhun lifted his mouth and removed his fingers.
The f---?
"W-" Yesung gasped slightly as he felt his arm move. He had been trying to move the limb for the last half hour and now it decided to work?
Kyuhun rolled of Yesung and laid on his back. "I guess that means you probably want to leave now?"
Yesung glared at him. The kid drugged him, molested him, made his dick throb and his head spin, and now decided to he doesn't have to finish the job?
"F--- you." Yesung practically spat, climbing on top of Kyuhun. "I'm not leaving until you make me cum. ." He hissed, lowing himself onto Kyuhun's dick. It was a tight fit, but Yesung didn't give a single sh-t at the moment. He was done caring at this point. He was having sex with some stranger that drugged him, and deep down in the very pit of his stomach, he almost enjoyed it.
'I'm must be sick in the head' Yesung thought as he slowly pushed down, only to rise back up and repeat the process.
"Move." He demanded through clenched teeth.
Kyuhun obviously didn't need to be told twice. The demon of a kid new what he was doing as he grabbed onto Yesung's hips and pushed him down while at the same time thrusting hard into him.
"Ah! Christ!" Yesung as he felt his sweet spot get hit with the intense force. "Harder!" He growled, forcing himself down with all his might. His hip were shaking and his head fell back in pleasure. The flames in his body were cooling down, only to be ignited once gain with each thrust.
But the new heat made Yesung's head spin, it made his hips buckle and his back arch.
"Wait. " Kyu sat up, holding on tighter to Yesung. "Tell me how this feels." Kyuhun picked him up, almost to the point were only his tip was inside the entrance, the quickly shoved Yesung back down.
Yesung was seeing white as he felt his nerves kick into over drive at the impact this new angle was giving his body.
"F---!" He hissed. His body trembling violently as he gasped and moaned. He wasn't sure when he began, but in the midst of everything, he began shouting Kyuhun's name.
Kyuhun repeated the process of picking Yesung up and then ramming him down.
"So -" Yesung quickly tried to swallow all the saliva forming in his mouth. "So cl-close!"
"Me too" Kyuhun groaned in a low voice, his breath hitting Yesung's lips.
With one hand pulling on Kyuhun's hair for deal life, and the other wrapped around his own neglected dick, Yesung closed his eyes and felt the heat pull into his stomach.
"Yes! Yes! Oh god yes!" He moaned. His toes curled and his body shook in Kyuhun's hands as he felt himself erupt with a scream.
Yesung shook his head from side to side as an unbearable amount of his cum shot out of him at an alarming rate. There was no time for Yesung to collect himself after the euphoric climax, because Kyuhun was now pounding him harder than ever.
With a inaudible moan, Kyu filled Yesung before pulling out. Both men collapsed onto the bed, panting and sweat covered.
Still coming down from his high, Yesung felt a soft hand run through his hair.
"I love you." he heard Kyu whisper.
this is actually part of a fic I'm writing on another site, but I thought it would be fun to post one of the smut chapters on here (with a little re-writing). Feedback is appreciated, as always. :blush3:
In case you want to know what Kyusung looks like. Feast yo' eyes. http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz294/makesomenoiise/Gifs/tumblr_l8ugus1kIV1qbeuyxo1_400.gif