Title: Fight or Flight
Warnings: just the usual, sex, slight voyerism/exhibitionism
Words: Bout 1,000
Summary: Hankyung needs to make a quick exit when him and Heechul get interrupted unexpectedly
Comments: Written for pincakes prompt on my LJ ^_^
Having Heechul lying on the sofa beneath him was one of Hankyung's favourite things. To feel the length of the lithe mans body sink into the cushions beneath him as he loomed into the older mans space and covered him with his own body was always the start of something good.
Even better pinning Heechul's quick hands above his head in a mockery of control over a man that would never submit, the glint of devilish teeth as the other man took delight in his position, for now, and rolled his hips upward to demonstrate exactly how much he was enjoying himself, that he was happy for now, but not at all opposed to moving this interaction forward to a move naked and much more connected place.
Hankyung was happy to oblige, plunging his tongue into an accepting and enthusiastic mouth as he used one hand to undo a fiendishly figure hugging pair of jeans allowing the other man to gracefully kick them off and out of the offensive way, his own jeans followed suit as he let Heechul's hands free, occupying his own with running fingers down long legs lifting them to hook around his hips and plunging his own cock home.
He got an appreciative feline back arch of pleasure for his efforts at this, long fingers gripping his short hair and hips canting to encourage him further.
What they were doing had never exactly been secret, that he and Heechul had been entertaining a relationship that was less than chaste for a while know. But having the other member’s awareness of this fact and then letting themselves be found naked and engaging in said un-chasteness were two very different matters.
So, as Hankyung heard the key in the lock, his first thought was flee. Actually his first thought was 'CRAP they said they'd be gone all night what the hell do I do now?' and his second, less a thought, more a dive into action, was flee and preferably taking, a very slow moving, Heechul with him.
In fact Heechul is giggling and being of NO USE WHATSOEVER, slinking up to press suggestively against him, even as Hankyung desperately looks for a way to remove them from this situation, and coming up with the only forthright solution, the small balcony adjacent to the living room and within short fleeing distance from where they were now standing.
Leaving him breathless and naked from the waist down outside in the warm Seoul night air, and equally half naked Heechul at his side and two hastily snatched pairs of jeans in one hand, as voices signaled Donghae and Eunhyuk's entrance into the apartment on the other side of the window, luckily obscured by the angle of the balcony, keeping their immodest appearance out of sight.
It could have been worse, Hankyung surmised. Yes, they had been interrupted in what was always highly satisfying sex, and yes he was now stranded outside until the other members vacated the living room, as surely no feasible explanation could be fabricated that wouldn't cause annoying amounts of amusement on the other parties side. It wasn't the worst thing in the world to wait them out and hide until the coast was clear.
Except Heechul had other ideas, a twinkle in his eye as his sunk to his knees before the younger man, making sure to slink against the exposed flesh as much as possible on his descent and engulfing Hankyungs previously flagging member in one fell swoop.
It took all the will power that Hankyung possessed to stifle his moan as he was surrounded by warmth and expert pressure, helped by the fist his stuffed in his mouth by his own hand in the muting of his noises, and barely managing to throw his head back in pleasure and give away their position with a mighty thud against the glass.
A skilled tongue, bathing and probing his cock as Heechul bobbed his head to bring him back to full hardness, did the job perfectly, leaving him straining and on the verge of whining, momentarily forgetting their situation, as the older man pulled away, licking his lips and intent on putting the newly restored hard-on to good use.
And he did just that, throwing a leg around Hankyungs hips once more and sinking down to envelop him much tighter than before and making it much much harder to keep quiet.
Hankyung is about to die of mortified embarrassment if he lets even the slightest sound escape him, alerting the other members just a thin sheet of glass away of there less than decent presence. But Heechul is merely smiling wickedly, the flush to his cheeks at being once again penetrated, doing nothing to soften his expression, merely highlighting the precarious position they're in.
The older man has returned to groaning, albeit softer than before but no less erotic as his gaze is fixed over Hankyung's shoulder and into the room they had hastily vacated just minutes before, the sharp intakes of breath only increasing in frequency along with the rhythm of his hips as he repeatedly thrust himself forwards, fucking himself on Hankyung, now, less than responsive body.
He never knew such an exhibitionist situation would still allow him to cum. But he does, and unrestrainedly empties himself inside Heechul as the other man finishes himself against Hankyung’s stomach, the fuzzy haze of afterglow lasting mere moments before reality sets in and he realises he can’t have possibly gone through that unnoticed by the men in the other room and like a puppy afraid to look its master in the face after having an accident on the floor, cranes his head around to look at, what he realises Heechul had been watching all this time.
Donghae sitting cross-legged at the foot of the sofa, Eunhyuk perched behind him, leaning downwards in an engrossed kiss as his hands worked furiously in the other mans lap.Comments:
WOW!!! My first finished fic in FOREVER!!!! A bit random and possibly rushed cuz I did it in an hour at 1am before going to bed and losing my inspiration :P
I hope it doesn't suck XD
Go easy on an out of practice author please! <333