if anyone wants to send me prompts or ask me anything! ask here
i’m trying to write things apart from the usual, you know, smut (lol) but of course nsfw prompts are always welcome. i feel less pressure compared to when i try to write anything 3k words+ so ask away~! i really wanna try to do more writing exercises to improve what i post here~
warm legs tangle between soft moans and ruffled cotton sheets and soon, the bedroom fills with the sound of wet lips parting and meeting. meeting and parting. jaehwan whines into it when sanghyuk places a hand on his hip, urging for a chance to kiss his other boyfriend.
taekwoon, innocent, goes to open wonsik's belt and get him off with his hand, but a warm palm over the back of his hand brings his actions to a stop immediately.
hello~ reminder that i am also on AO3 for anyone who might be interested in that. and also that i’ve reverted to being chabins, sorry for any confusion but i ultimately decided to stick with it!
water drips from their hair onto their eyes and faces, but neither of them find it necessary to have their eyes open at all times, the touch and feel for each other all they need.
if not for the shower being on, the heat of the water steaming the glass and making the entire bathroom foggy; if jaehwan hadn't latched his lips onto taekwoon's neck, he wouldn't have tasted the salt of sweat, thin and subtle but definitely there.
water drips from their hair onto their eyes and faces, but neither of them find it necessary to have their eyes open at all times, the touch and feel for each other all they needed once there was enough lube on the palm of jaehwan's hand.
taekwoon moans at every touch, every pump of jaehwan's skilled hand wrapped around their dicks. he's loud and high pitched in that distinctive voice of his— another then another moan leaving him before the last one even finishes echoing off the walls. jaehwan would be loud too, if his mouth weren't so busy leaving bright red hickeys on taekwoon's neck and biting hard into his shoulder.
his hand works their dicks together, tight and firm and wet. water mixed with the lube they have on the shower head caddy specially for these moments, makes their lengths slick against each other.
jaehwan's mouth parts with taekwoon's neck only to meet his lips, in a wet, pant filled, open mouthed kiss. with tongues touching and teeth occasionally clashing, taekwoon's hands finds the younger's hips. he pulls him closer, in attempt to feel more of him, and jaehwan takes a step forward.
toe to toe, and thigh to thigh, jaehwan leans on him, removing his hand and letting his hips do the work now. they're impossibly close and it's hot in more ways than just one. the heat of the water prickles their skin more intensely as they both become more sensitive, more close to feeling that tightness then release take over their entire bodies. hot, as in jaehwan’s thighs, warm against taekwoon’s—the contrast of the cool tile wall behind him and the heat of jaehwan in front of him makes him more turned on.
jaehwan is close, taekwoon can tell from how messily he's moving, how hard he's clinging to his arms to keep his legs from collapsing beneath him. their dicks slide close and firm against each other and both their breathy sounds grow higher than ever. the younger comes first with a broken moan, thrusting then stilling against taekwoon's still needy body, release landing between them.
dropping to his knees as soon as he as the strength to do so, he takes taekwoon's dick into his hot mouth and sucks hard, stroking the rest of the length carelessly.
taekwoon looks down, breathing out constant 'ah' after 'ah' and jerking softly at jaehwan's every touch. his eyes catch jaehwan's face, eyebrows furrowed and focused, eyes shut, lips pretty and flushed when wrapped around the head of his dick. he tries to grasp behind him when he feels a sudden tightness building and building in his abdomen, but it's of no use.
his nails scratch the tiles behind him desperately as he comes, coating jaehwan's mouth and tongue with the thickness. there's a pause after taekwoon's dick stops pulsing; jaehwan stops sucking but continues pumping him through his orgasm with his dick still resting on his tongue.
jaehwan looks up at taekwoon briefly, before getting up from his knees and kissing taekwoon with his come still in his mouth. it causes taekwoon to straight out whines at the taste; strings of come exchanged in yet another open mouthed kiss. he turns them so jaehwan is against the tiles now and licks carefully into the younger's mouth, tasting himself.
Jaehwan was sitting for almost an hour, wearing nothing besides his underwear. It isn't something they usually do, but taking time with each other when they could is definitely something they're familiar with.
Surely, Jaehwan's attention was already all Sanghyuk's; every sensation coming from the younger, and every hitched breath the result of his tongue, but Sanghyuk wants, needs more of his attention. He pulls the elastic of Jaehwan's boxer briefs when he notices his chest muscles flex and his throat bob up and down. Sanghyuk releases it after giving it a few centimeters distance from his body, letting it snap against his stomach.
Jaehwan hisses. "What was that for?"
It wakes him up from the pleasure surging through his veins, attention zipping down to Sanghyuk immediately with questioning look on his face, only to be met with an eyeful of Sanghyuk's tongue, flattened, pressing over the dark gray, wet, cotton covering his hardening cock.
Sanghyuk wanted Jaehwan to see what he's doing. And like that, he's pulled right back into it.
Jaehwan gets lost under Sanghyuk's touch easily, his tongue makes him harder and harder with each slow, deliberate lick. Jaehwan was sitting for almost an hour, wearing nothing besides underwear. It isn't something they usually do, but taking time with each other whenever they could was definitely something they were familiar with. Sanghyuk teases his thighs and hips with kisses and feather light touches in hopes to make him sensitive to anything he planned to give more of later.
The crotch of Jaehwan's underwear is soaking with the mixture of precome and spit by the time Sanghyuk is ready to pull them down. The first thing Sanghyuk does is lick the tiny, half-smeared beads of precome off the slit and look up at the older.
When Sanghyuk finally takes Jaehwan in his mouth, he sucks soft. He doesn't take too much in, but rather, he goes slow. Sanghyuk sucks the head first, as softly as he can get without having it completely falling out of his mouth. His hands were off limits, he didn't want to use them on Jaehwan's cock— , not right now. Sanghyuk's hands are too busy touching any expanse of skin he could reach; Jaehwan's pecs and abdomen, the insides of his thighs and the backs of his knees.
"Please, I need to co-" Sanghyuk pulls off as soon as the words are said. Jaehwan needs to cool down a bit so their fun isn't spoiled so early on.
"Not so soon baby," Sanghyuk says, hand moving to cup Jaehwan's cheek lovingly, "wait a little more for me."
Sanghyuk may or may not have winked.
Eyes closing and head throwing backwards, Jaehwan whispers out a ‘fuck’, searching for and fighting back release at the same time even though he wasn't even being touched anymore. It's hard, so hard, and before Jaehwan knows it, Sanghyuk's warm mouth closes around him again, wet and eager. He sucks, this time harder and with the help of a hand around the base. Sanghyuk licks with only the tip of his tongue, short and teasingly, around the head and the underside of Jaehwan's cock. It's not nearly enough of what Jaehwan needs to come. Sanghyuk gives more now compared to before, but still not enough.
This keeps Jaehwan on edge, eyes stinging with tears trying to break through. He swallows trying to fight it back, trying to fight everything back but Sanghyuk notices-- he hears when Jaehwan swallows, hears his broken moans and quickened breathes and takes his cock in deep. Sanghyuk sucks the best he can with most of the length he can take in, and Jaehwan comes, hot and thick in his mouth with his entire body shaking, hips stuttering forward into Sanghyuk's face. Jaehwan has tears in his eyes and a tightness in his throat, grip on the cushion so hard his knuckles go white.
Sanghyuk rises on his knees, swallowing, and cups Jaehwan’s face. He kisses away tears that haven't even streamed halfway down the older's face yet.
"It's okay, Jaehwan. You're okay."
Sanghyuk prepares himself, bent over, with one hand on the coffee table and the other with fingers coated thoroughly with lubed and pushing inside his own hole. He pushes he first one in up to the first knuckle, biting back a hiss at the burn, then pushes it in more. Jaehwan watches as the long, single digit disappears inside him, starting to thrust faster and faster before adding another, then a final.
Jaehwan kisses Sanghyuk's ass cheeks once he sees that he has gotten comfortable. His body loosened up and is less tense than it was ten minutes ago.
Kisses on Sanghyuk’s soft, sensitive flesh are joined by soft scrapes of teeth and gentle bites, soon soothed by a soft and slick tongue. Sanghyuk moans, loud, at the feeling, and before he pulls out of himself, he grabs the already opened bottle of lube and pours a generous amount over his stretched hole. The liquid is cold against his skin. Jaehwan's face is so close to the shiny liquid running down the center of Sanghyuk's ass, past his perineum and over his balls, his eyes almost grow wide. The sight is messy, to say the least. Jaehwan wonders why he did that. It turns him on more when he takes a second to lean back and take it all in with welcoming eyes, so he chooses not to question it.
Even if he did, Sanghyuk would probably give a smart answer, or wouldn’t answer at all.
The push of just one finger to Jaehwan’s shoulder makes him sit back in the suede couch. It makes him feel small, looking up at Sanghyuk, Sanghyuk looking down at him. Being looked down on. It makes Jaehwan feel small, but it's yet another thing that makes his skin tingle and tiny shocks run down his spine, like he belongs with and to Sanghyuk.
They're chest to chest now, despite Jaehwan being a little slouched in the seat, fingers interlaced, and lips barely kissing. Sanghyuk pays special attention to Jaehwan's lower lip greeting it briefly with his own then pulling away. He loves making Jaehwan frustrated in most definitions of the word.
"Oh, come on." Jaehwan chases forward but Sanghyuk moves backwards in just the same direction, raising an eyebrow at the older. There isn't much of an expression on his face, he isn't mad or upset with him- the smile that tugs each corner of his mouth soon after approves of it. Sanghyuk stays as is, until Jaehwan endures his need for a deep kiss and leans back against the back of the sofa with hands still clasped it's Sanghyuk's now on either side of his shoulders in final surrender.
The look on Jaehwan's face is unexplainably cute, Sanghyuk thinks, but there isn't any time to say it. Not now.
The same time he crashes their lips together, Sanghyuk grinds down on Jaehwan's cock, wet and ready- both his mouth and his ass. Jaehwan moans are muffled by the pair of lips moving so familiarly against his own, kissing the life right out of him.
All that he's been waiting for, Sanghyuk's lips on his own and to get off again, is given to him at once. He wants to move in every direction possible to react to all that he's feeling but stays as still as he possibly can to savor every second of it.
"Better?" Sanghyuk asks, particularly grinding down hard and slow— languid. Jaehwan's cock is coated and slippery against Sanghyuk, skin wet with lube. The younger adds even more when it starts to dry out, or more like when he feels like there isn't an absurd amount of excess traveling down his skin anymore. He's noticed that Jaehwan likes it somewhat messy, so he tries his best to give him just that.
"Yes... yes." Jaehwan answers, long and drawn out but low and raspy. His eyes are loosely shut and his lips parted, sporting that kind of red and puffy that could only ever come from being freshly kissed.
"Shut up and keep going."
Sanghyuk's hips move in skilled, fluid motions, strokes of his tongue the same as the press of his wet ass down over Jaehwan's cock. They both get louder with time. Sanghyuk had been hard from since before when he sucked the older off and Jaehwan was, from being teased for what is starting to feel like an entire day.
Their moans mix and echo off the walls— breaths of each other’s names in cracked voices do as well. Sanghyuk is pretty good at holding back, sounds and his need to come, but not that good. A man with pretty lips and a hard cock sits right underneath him, under his touch and his command whether he was thinking about it like that right now or not.
“Do you think they can hear us, Sanghyuk? Next door?" Jaehwan says this with heavy breaths, and his lower lip between his teeth, biting his lip like he wishes he could bite back his noises.
"Who cares, you get off on that anyways." The sharp words fill his cheeks with red— he doesn't respond, with words, but with his arms linking around Sanghyuk's waist that him closer, Sanghyuk's cock now trapped between their sensitive bodies.
When Sanghyuk buries his head where Jaehwan’s neck meets his shoulder, he raises off and reaches back to line up his hole with the head of Jaehwan’s cock and sinks down, slowly. Teeth sink into Jaehwan's skin as Sanghyuk lowers himself down.
Their apartment fills with more moans now than ever once Sanghyuk gets used to being filled and starts moving off Jaehwan's lap. On his way back down he moans into Jaehwan's ear each time; neither on purpose or on accident, somewhere in between. He moves slowly at first, and Jaehwan supports him with hands almost under him, guiding him down sweetly and softly. Sanghyuk clenches when he meets the angle just right because Jaehwan jerks up just a little, naturally, eager for release.
It only takes a few more moves of hips, a few, quick, bite marks on both their necks chests that will probably fade by morning, for Sanghyuk to come. His release lands on both their stomachs. The combination of such a lewd sight, Sanghyuk's sounds, and the tightness clenching around his cock, Jaehwan comes for a second time.
"They definitely heard us." Sanghyuk's says with his chest heaving and thighs burning. Music rings through their ears from next door as soon as they’re both finished and riding out their highs.
“They’re a little late. It’s too bad we’re finished.” Jaehwan says.
the members had seen hakyeon and sanghyuk kiss twice, maybe three times. but in the busy hallway of their dorm one morning, sanghyuk had hakyeon pressed against the wall, for all to see, as they kissed the remaining morning sleepiness out of each other.
written for this prompt
the members weren't used to seeing the two get like this often. they'd seen hakyeon and sanghyuk kiss twice, maybe three times. but in the busy hallway of their dorm one morning, sanghyuk had hakyeon pressed against the wall, leg dangerously positioned between hakyeon's, but not pressing hard enough to cause any damage.
sanghyuk surely hadn't had the urge to do this before. he surely never fought an instinct to kiss hakyeon silly while he was checking himself out in the mirror during schedules. and hakyeon certainly never imagined his fingers curled into the collar of sanghyuk's shirt, holding him close, for a deep, smoldering kiss, and catch all the members off guard. they both wanted to show off each other. sanghyuk wanted to show, that hakyeon was the best person with a smile that couldn't even dream to be compared to turning on a phone with the brightness at it's maximum in the middle of the night. hakyeon wanted to show that sanghyuk was the most perfect boyfriend he could have ever asked for; better than the smell of fresh rain and better than warm sunlight on skin on a frigid winter day. it had been on both their minds recently, if the look they saw on each other's eyes, looking around as if to check if anyone was around, when everyone was around, then tracing the shape of each other's lips with eyes alone meant anything. anything at all.
hakyeon and sanghyuk equally (arguably, hakyeon would say. hakyeon says he loves sanghyuk more.) want to do just that, but it's awkward in conversation. hakyeon isn't necessarily shy about these things, but he's fully aware that his boyfriend is, so he doesn't push too much. sanghyuk found shows of affection, hard, only in the first few months of their relationship, honestly, but acting on impulses would be too sudden, too overwhelming for hakyeon. or so sanghyuk thought.
sanghyuk rushed into the bathroom to grab a towel, placing it over his freshly lightened blonde hair. he pats off the excess water, that would otherwise drip onto his eyelashes and nose. hakyeon flashed him a smile as he stepped out from behind the steamy shower door, wrapped with a baby blue towel from the waist down.
that smile isn't what set sanghyuk off, though.
what did make sanghyuk inhale, sharp, sudden, was hakyeon's hand, strong but tender, on his hip. sanghyuk tried his best not to make it heard. everyone was up and about, jaehwan padding into the bathroom next, taekwoon getting dressed looking more than half asleep, wonsik stumbling out of bed, and hongbin in the doorway of his room yelling into the space of the hallway "what's for breakfast?", with hopes someone would answer.
sanghyuk tried his best not to make it heard, but that little laugh hakyeon laughed that only sanghyuk heard was already out in the open. sanghyuk's ears tinged red at the tips, and he turned around to face hakyeon, right there and then with an expression hakyeon wasn't quite sure how to register. he looked serious, and worried, and was blushing like hell at the same time.
the next thing either of them remember, is the soft touch of lips. at first, that is. sanghyuk's hand naturally travel to hakyeon's hips, a few fingers on the olders skin and the rest on the rough towel. hakyeon's fingers find sanghyuk's hair as his own back presses flush against the nearest wall. sanghyuk's clothed chest presses against hakyeon's, and he makes a sound. a squeak but not exactly, a squeak mixed with a moan trapped in his throat as sanghyuk's scrapes his teeth over hakyeon's lower lip.
the members weren't used to seeing the two get like this often. they'd seen hakyeon and sanghyuk kiss twice, maybe three times. sanghyuk's moved his leg dangerously between hakyeon's, but there wasn't enough pressure to cause any damage.
just enough for that tinge of pink to travel from sanghyuk's ears and cheeks, to hakyeon's.
kenvi & hyuken, 2.5k, nc-17; includes rimming and d/s (spanking, hair pulling)
Wonsik takes his time loving Jaehwan, and Jaehwan wants nothing but to be thrown around by Sanghyuk.
a/n: it’s just a tad bit hyuken biased but who’s keeping track ;) and the relationship between all three of them can be whatever you’d like it to be!
The air is warm around them, bruises already on both Wonsik’s and Jaehwan’s neck before they made it to Wonsik’s bed. Clothes were strewn in the hallway, Wonsik’s shirt the last thing to come off at the door before its slammed shut. They both try to touch and feel for lube on Wonsik’s nightstand after taking mismatched steps to get across to it. Jaehwan can’t take his lips off Wonsik’s for a second—when he mumbles ‘hold on’ to open the lube, Jaehwan only holds him closer, their naked bodies pressing together.
A flavored kind was the goal in Wonsik’s mind, but any is going to have to work.
Wonsik presses a lubed finger into him once they’re on the bed. Slowly. The heat and haste from minutes ago gone; Wonsik always always takes his time. Regardless of how needy or how rough the start, he’d never intentionally hurt someone he loved so much and would never want to see him in pain.
Jaehwan holds his thighs to keep his legs spread without Wonsik having to say it. One finger turns to two—, three, alternating between scissoring and thrusting and curling inside him. They just slightly brush the bundle of nerves Jaehwan wants to be stimulated more and more, but knew it wouldn’t come soon. Mouthing a ‘beautiful’ when Jaehwan looks down, Wonsik bids him prepared enough from how the tension in his face disappears with each slow thrust, how Jaehwan starts chasing Wonsik’s fingers when they draw out, how the moans get needier and needier.
Wonsik waits for Jaehwan to meet eyes with him again after pulling his fingers out of him completely. He speaks gently, softly when he finally does, when he’s sure he’s gotten Jaehwan’s attention. He searches his glazed over eyes for brief second, waiting for Jaehwan to gather himself as much as he could.
“Could you stand up for me?” Jaehwan gets up with Wonsik’s help. His knees feel weak and he’s already hard. Both of them are.
Wonsik walks on his hands and knees and lays down in the spot Jaehwan just left. It’s warm and Jaehwan’s scent lingers on the sheet and pillows on that side of the bed. Not a second is wasted once Jaehwan sees that he’s settled. Wonsik gestures to him to come back and he climbs back on the bed, straddles him. The warm skin to skin contact has them both making a small, satisfied noise because they can finally feel each other again.
His hands explore Wonsik’s chest, playing with his nipples. Wonsik runs his hands up and down Jaehwan’s sides and along his hips and waist as they kiss—both of them breathing soft whines and moans onto each other’s lips. The feeling is blissful. Their soft lips move in rhythm, the tips of their tongues touching every now and again. Jaehwan grinds down on Wonsik’s cock suddenly, with eyebrows furrowed and his nails pressing into the skin on Wonsik’s chest just enough to make the most subtle crescent marks. The blatancy of his hums as he does it, again and again, makes Wonsik’s voice crack when he breaks the kiss to cry out.
“Ah… not yet.” Wonsik holds onto his hips tight trying to make him stop so he wouldn’t come—but Jaehwan moans out, loving the grip Wonsik has on him.
“Come here baby.” Jaehwan moves forward on his knees at the sweet guidance of Wonsik’s hands. There isn’t a part of Jaehwan’s body that isn’t filled with urgency, his senses heightened. Wonsik’s hands never leave his hips until his ass meets Wonsik’s face, and Jaehwan all but sits on it, holding up most of his weight on the headboard.
Wonsik prods curiously at Jaehwan’s hole. They’ve don’t this countless amount of times, but Wonsik revels in Jaehwan’s reactions each time; his sounds never never a tire to hear. It’s such a tease at first, Wonsik’s tongue on him, with just the tip moving in its own time, and Jaehwan swears feels the smirk Wonsik’s wearing through the way he breathes. Then Wonsik flattens his tongue over his ring of muscles, circling it but never entering. Wonsik feels Jaehwan shake and breathe unevenly over him. As much as he wants to fuck Jaehwan, he also wants to make him feel loved, special, like he’s the only boy he’s ever going to love like this.
He massages Jaehwan’s balls, puts his mouth on each and sucks. Wonsik presses both his thumbs over Jaehwan’s hole, not pushing all the way in, only just applying pressure—that’s only as far as Wonsik has gone when it came to testing how much teasing Jaehwan can take. Jaehwan’s grip on the headboard tightened so hard, Wonsik heard his fingertips slide with the pressure against the wood. Jaehwan pushes down experimentally and both of Wonsik’s fingers slip in with ease. Wonsik doesn’t move at all, he instead lets Jaehwan ride his fingers shallowly as he licks and bites softly at Jaehwan’s cheeks when he can.
Wonsik fucked him after that, after he stretches him thoroughly. He pushes in with words of praise, calling Jaehwan pretty and beautiful. Kissing him with passion and ease at the same time; only Wonsik can do that. Getting his special boy off, making his boyfriends face twist in pleasure was his main priority. When he saw Jaehwan’s reaction to a particular thrust, he pushed up one of Jaehwan’s legs, thrusting at the same angle until Jaehwan came, him following soon after.
-
Jaehwan was doing well with preparing himself as Sanghyuk rushed to rid himself of his work clothes. Sanghyuk’s skinny black slacks pool at his ankles and get pushed off with his feet, his shirt following it to the floor. His actions are rushed and he takes too many glances at Jaehwan laying on his side, getting himself prepared with three of his own fingers.
The directions Sanghyuk gave before they even got upstairs to the room were curt. They were brief, brief in that smooth yet assertive voice of his. Jaehwan’s entire body tensed for something short of a second, eyes closed, the idea of being Sanghyuk’s washing over him as the memories of what they have done in the past flood into his mind all at once, making him shiver and begin to harden right away.
He kneels straight on the bed when they’re both ready, at the foot of the bed facing towards the pillows and head board and back burning from Sanghyuk’s stare. He could feel those eyes on him from anywhere and even with a blindfold on. Jaehwan’s head is raised as it should be, turning eventually as far back as he can get it with eyes full of anticipation, following Sanghyuk moving closer to him.
Without a word, Sanghyuk places a hand on Jaehwan’s perfectly straight back and bends him over, down. Sanghyuk follows through until Jaehwan’s chest hits the bed, leaving him bent over with his legs spread just a little, but not enough. The fingers on Jaehwan’s back trail down, the rougher, backs of Sanghyuk’s fingers ghosting over the small of his back, ass raised high in the air.
“Can you stay like this?” Sanghyuk only waits for the first half of Jaehwan’s ‘yes’, then two of his slip inside Jaehwan, sending the rest of his response out in a moan neither of them was expecting.
“Don’t move, not even a bit.”
Sanghyuk licks at his hole with slow strokes of his flattened tongue, from his balls up to Jaehwan’s anticipating ring of muscles clenching around nothing ever so often. Moans spill from Jaehwan’s lips one after the other, with each deliberate stroke of Sanghyuk’s tongue. Sanghyuk keeps his cheeks spread roughly, a tight grip on both, adjusting every now and again, leaving marks on each space of skin they land on.
Jaehwan’s perfectly still the entire time, the only thing moving his lips and head, trying to get a look at Sanghyuk to not much success. He’s perfectly still, that is, until the tip of Sanghyuk’s tongue prods at his opening. A part of his tongue slips inside, warm and wet, and Jaehwan pushes back on his face with a loud moan, legs spreading further. Sanghyuk’s grip gets tighter on his hips than they were before and he stops all his actions immediately. Jaehwan fully knows what he’s done wrong without Sanghyuk having to say it, because he whines out. He knows what his punishment is—and it sends thrill and anticipation right down to his very core.
(And he’s more than just ready for it.)
Sanghyuk pulls Jaehwan’s legs out from under him without any warning whatsoever. Jaehwan falls flat, the rest of his torso and his dick making contact with the bed. The feeling is sweet but too much of a tease at the same time; Jaehwan wishes Sanghyuk would just fuck him already and let him come, even if it means into the sheets without the help of Sanghyuk’s mouth or hand.
His arms outstretch above his head like second nature, gripping to the sheets and onto the edge of a pillow case. Maybe two.
“Legs closed, Jaehwan.”
With that, Jaehwan receives his first slap. He only bucks up a little. The sound stings his ears no matter how much he prepared for it mentally, it still comes as a surprise.
“Pull something like that again and I’ll fuck your mouth and leave you hard, got it?”
“Ye-yes.” the end of his response coincides with another smack going straight to his ears, his ass, his cock. It fills him from head to toe, that sweet stinging sensation. The spanking is hard although Jaehwan could take it harder, ask for just that if he could—Jaehwan knew Sanghyuk wasn’t hitting him as hard as he knows Jaehwan is able to take it, but the request can’t flow correctly off his tongue at the very moment. All he does is moan and grip onto the sheets with all his might, anticipating the next one.
Much to his pleasure, the few couple are harder. The make him shift a bit up the bed with the impact of it all and it runs up his body sharply. All placed mostly in one area on purpose, Sanghyuk slaps until Jaehwan’s is just about starting to burn, turn red with his hand marks from four of them already, the eighth one about to be his last. He’s gripping onto the sheets and breathing anything but evenly into the pillows, trying to stifle his moans but they escape him anyways when he lifts his face out of them for a breath.
Sanghyuk shifts without a word. He’s grown impatient seeing Jaehwan so needy like that for so long without being able to fuck him. A boy so willing to please and take whatever Sanghyuk asks him to laying right before him, pretty as ever.
Two of Sanghyuk’s fingers slip inside Jaehwan and he breathes out, flinching, shaking at the hand Sanghyuk places conveniently on Jaehwan’s ass, right where he’d just finished receiving a spanking. He fingers him for a while like this. Sanghyuk adds lots more of lube, having the excess drip, cold on Jaehwan’s warm skin.
When Sanghyuk pushes in, he starts slow. One of his favorite parts of fucking Jaehwan, is watching his muscles tense and relax at the sensation of being full, finally. After a few thrusts, shallow but slow, Sanghyuk fucks him roughly. With the hard thrusts, Jaehwan moves up the bed when his ass comes in contact with Sanghyuk’s hips, but this isn’t the first time tonight he’s being pushed up on the bed. And neither of them would have it any other way. Jaehwan’s need for pain, his need to be used and, well, fucked overcomes his mind and his body. Sanghyuk’s need to have Jaehwan to himself, to play with him however he pleases with however much Jaehwan can take is all he’s focused on.
“Wonsik doesn’t fuck you like this…”
“Yeah…”Jaehwan moans softly, and it’s mostly air because his throat is starting to dry out. “he… he doesn-“
“…and this is what you like?” Sanghyuk stops thrusting, awaiting a response, and when he doesn’t get one, a smack to Jaehwan’s ass again gets the answer out of him.
-
Sanghyuk pulls out without a warning and takes a spot next to Jaehwan on the bed. Jaehwan whines, closing his mouth and trying to make his throat less dry. It takes a second for his mind to get out of it’s haze, but when it does, when he finally props himself up on his elbows facing Sanghyuk, Sanghyuk says, “Ride me.”
He gets on his knees to adjust himself and with help, he’s able to straddle Sanghyuk’s hips. Jaehwan takes Sanghyuk’s cock into one of his hands and lines it up with himself before he sinks onto it. Jaehwan hums at the feeling all over again, eyes closed and throat bobbing. His hands immediately find Sanghyuk’s after, their fingers interlocking warmly as Jaehwan works on fucking himself down.
“Yes, good… so good. That’s good Jaehwan.”
When Jaehwan clenches around Sanghyuk, now he’s the one making noises making noises, legging go of Jaehwan’s hands to pull at the sheets then grab at Jaehwan’s hips and ass as he moves on top of him. Jaehwan winces just a little at the feeling; Sanghyuk’s hands wake up the no so old sting of eight spanks.
Knowing he’s close, Jaehwan leans over to kiss Sanghyuk. It’s slow, weak almost, but Jaehwan really needs to feel Sanghyuk’s lips on his right now. He knows that Sanghyuk has to come first, so he’s trying his best to control himself, trying to focus on kissing the other. Sanghyuk’s hands travel up Jaehwan’s back to his head, fingers twisting in his hair. He pulls, hard, and Jaehwan sobs, into the kiss, eventually breaking it. Jaehwan’s face buries into the crook of Sanghyuk’s neck as he begins to thrust up into him, chasing his release.
Soon after Sanghyuk comes, hot inside of Jaehwan, so does Jaehwan, with silent moans into Sanghyuk’s neck.
When he’s calmed down, when they’ve both come down from their highs, Jaehwan presses kisses up Sanghyuk’s neck, his jaw, to his lips. He kisses Sanghyuk slow, real fucking slow, like he has all the time in the world with shy touches of tongue. He’s biting on Sanghyuk’s lower lip and humming and kissing him and running his fingers through his hair.
Usually, it’s Sanghyuk who takes the first step of cleaning up and taking care of Jaehwan, but Jaehwan is taking care of Sanghyuk. His chest is covered in lazy kisses and touches from Jaehwan’s fingers, moving with such lightness it’s starting to tickle. When Jaehwan moves to kiss Sanghyuk again, Sanghyuk pulls out of him, both of them making an almost silent noise at the loss and at how sensitive the both of them are. Sanghyuk was rubs the side of Jaehwan’s thigh then grabs his ass and Jaehwan half hums half moans with his eyes closed, and it’s loud. It’s like he’s being reminded so casually of what they’ve just done, just how much Jaehwan enjoyed being used and spanked like that. The fingers purposely pressing onto his cheeks hurt, but in the best way Jaehwan’s ever felt.
i've been missing on hiatus but i hope to be back very soon! i have a few things i left off abruptly and a few new things written that i hope to post. thanks for waiting around for me ;~;
what is the vixx prompt party?
this is a writing challenge where you answer a prompt with a fic. all vixx members and vixx pairings are welcome, including crossovers, as long as the pairing has a vixx member. you can post and answer as many prompts as you like, as many times as you want. this is all for fun and just a way to let creative energy flow and to get writers motivated. (inspired by alesserrain’s 3 sentence ficathon).
click [here] for more details!!! and please reblog to spread the word~
hello, did you write raken's fic "nobody's business" and more? idk why i can't find any of them :( except "magnetized"
i did and there are more kenvi fics that i have written and posted on lj ages ago and the reason i’ve privated nearly all of them is because i don’t like them anymore and they kind of. make me cringe.
since i have like 4 other messages about my old fics i’ll consider revising them and reposting them here, but i can’t promise it’ll be soon if i Do choose to;; however i’m happy that you wanna read them again even though they’re short little things;;
for jeodoboleo ☆ i’m a lil rusty but at least this is something;; i promise there will be more hyuken for you and because i’ve been loving them so much lately
Jaehwan touches things that don’t belong to him and Sanghyuk brushes his teeth with freezing cold water.
Late afternoon wakes Jaehwan, he’s overslept again and he knows it, the sun is up and beaming; not too hot not too cold. The beginning of rush hour crashing through his ears has him rubbing his eyes and reaching to his right; to Sanghyuk’s spot on the bed.
It’s still warm and has Sanghyuk’s shape. Jaehwan rolls over to his side, left hand flattening the wrinkled sheets, feeling with each pass of fingers how Sanghyuk’s back laid there during their sleep. A hand presses into the pillow too, pulls it at his chest, nose burying in the scent of Sanghyuk’s hair. It hasn’t been long since he’s been out of bed, Jaehwan is sure of it, the sound of the medicine cabinet closing assures him; he’s only just left maybe three minutes ago.
A look to the left tells him that Hongbin had already taken his leave; his bag and sweater gone but his guitar still against the wall the same way he remembered it was left last night.
-
Jaehwan’s whole body is out the door, save for this left arm, with fingers brushing at the tuning keys of Hongbin’s guitar, halted to a stop at the doorway as he grasps at its neck, bringing it out with him, though he shouldn’t be.
Hongbin doesn’t like anyone touching his guitar; but it’s on the couch sitting with Jaehwan anyhow, with awkward, sleepy fingers try to mimic the motions; one hand holding down maybe two strings at a random, place on the neck, the other one brushing the strings down at the body. Nothing is accomplished but a flat sound with a screech at the end. Jaehwan cringes with his whole body as the sound is sharper than expected, and sets it aside.
Fingers thread through his hair softly soon enough, cold, soothing; Sanghyuk could only ever brush his teeth and wash his face in the morning using cold water. With eyes closed, Sanghyuk leans down as Jaehwan leans up, like a ritual, no words necessary, they share a kiss as Sanghyuk takes a seat next to him.
The brush of lips is cold against his own and it’s welcomed. When Sanghyuk moves away and tries to lean back into the chair, there’s an almost silent whine in protest, come back. The pair of cold lips are lazily molding against his again, a mask of minty flavor. Sanghyuk sharing his cold and Jaehwan sharing his warm.
for anyone wondering where i am/why i haven’t been posting~~
unfortunately i’ve been suffering a terrible block [again]. i haven’t been very motivated and on top of that i can’t be on a computer as much as i want to even if i wanted to write so;;
i have prompts in my inbox so i’ll try to let those inspire me and get me thinking and maybe i’ll even write some if i can in the near future even if they’re just drabbles
thank you all for sticking around, i will be back :)
hi! I'm not logged into my acct rn but I wanted to tell you that the hyuken sexy art thing was sooooo cute and adorable! i really liked the way you described jaehw's painting and mmm i just really liked it ><~♡
ogmgmmg thank you! i hesitated for quite a while before posting it a lot because i haven’t really written hyuken before so it makes me really super duper happy that you like it and thank you so much for reading!!!
