Oneshot : Home
Title : Home
Pairing : Kangin + Yesung
Genre : Romance / Angst
Rating : NC-17
Warning : Unbeta-ed,Porn Smut, F word & Co.
Summary : He trudged down the stretch of icy sidewalk, wandering aimlessly like a lost soul with no where to go.
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fallencreation. Happy birthday bb, ilysm! Let's go save our King!
Getting rusty with the writing, rambling like an old fool...
He trudged down the stretch of icy sidewalk, wandering aimlessly like a lost soul with no where to go. No one to return to. His pale skin matching the blanket of white covering the ground around him, and the usually perfectly styled raven locks on his head tumbled into his face awkwardly, making him look somewhat disheveled.
Silvery stream of emotional hurt trickled down his frozen cheeks. Hollow. He felt so fucking hollow. Like a lost soul, he plodded through the dark winter night to wherever the cold, biting wind may take him. Once in a while, a round of coughing fit would seize his thin frame, pausing him in his tracks, leaving him breathless and gasping for air. Maybe, just maybe he was dying. And the idea seems rather appealing to him at that very moment. He kept himself entertained with the thought, trying to block out the pain in his heart as he carried on onwards, dragging his leaden feet.
He didn't know exactly how long he had been walking out in the cold, but soon, he found himself standing in front of the too-familiar door, staring hesitantly at the doorbell. He took a deep, shaky breath. He rang it.
There was a long moment of silence before a sleepy voice finally answered over the intercom. "Who is it?"
"I-it's me..."
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When Kangin opened the door to greet Yesung, he didn't like what he saw. The older man was a mess. His face was pale, lips tinged in blue from the cold, eyes red and swollen, and he was shivering badly. Kangin was about to open his mouth to string out a thousand and one questions, but his mouth snapped shut when he saw a tear struggling down Yesung's colorless cheek. What the hell happened?
The way Yesung was swaying on his feet didn't go unnoticed by the younger man, Yesung looked fit to keel over at any moment. Without another thought, Kangin carefully reached out and grab the smaller man into a safe embrace. Yesung didn't protest, he needed it, his heart ached for it. He leaned weightlessly in Kangin's strong arms taking in the familiar scent as he was pulled inside towards the sofa.
As soon as Yesung was on the couch, Kangin snapped into action, fetching thick blankets from the room and draping them over Yesung's shivering body. Yesung wanted to croak out a thanks, but a sudden fit of coughing assaulted his shivering body. Once again, leaving him breathless.
“Fuck! you stupid, stupid fuck!" Kangin cursed under his breath, eyebrows knotted in obvious worry. What the hell was Yesung thinking? Walking in a weather like this in the middle of the night? It's fucking snowing out. He ran a hand through his sleep-tousled hair, eyes never leaving the shivering form before him. "I'll make you something hot to drink." He announced softly, knowing that a mug of steaming coffee would be good for Yesung. "And maybe something for that cough of yours too."
But before he could turn towards the kitchen, a small hand tugged at his shirt, effectively halting him from continuing his steps.
“Y-Youngwoon... You told me that this would happen... you warned me about him..." Yesung paused, choking on a sob. His voice was almost inaudible, but Kangin heard him. "You told me... and I... I accused you of being jealous... I should have listened to you..." He let his eyes slid close and tears escaped freely down his pale cheeks.
At that very moment, Kangin realized why Yesung was there at his apartment, in the middle of the night, shivering like a leaf in the piercing wind, eyes puffy and heavy with pain; Yesung had come to him with a broken heart. Knowing this, Kangin's felt his own heart crack in his chest.
"I'm sorry, Youngwoon-ah... I... I'm so sorry..." Yesung lifted his tear-stricken face up to meet Kangin's speechless expression. His eyes bearing deep apology, sincerely asking for Kangin's forgiveness. "I probably don't deserve it... especially after what I've said to you back then... I just... I'm sorry..." It was his own stubborn idiocy that led him to this, he wouldn't be surprised if Kangin refused to forgive him. Karma was biting him in the ass, he was sure of it.
Kangin's eyes immediately softened, he lowered himself down to sit next to the still slightly shivering man, his eyes boring into Yesung's dark glassy orbs. He understood. He could never blame Yesung for anything. Not even when Yesung had left him for another man. Even though his heart shattered into a million pieces, he never once blamed it on Yesung; he blamed himself instead.
Inching closer, Kangin pulled the smaller man swiftly into his arms, a warm embrace that melted away all doubt that haunted Yesung's mind. "Shhh... it's okay... Jongwoon-ah. It's okay." Kangin assured the older man, his tone hushed and comforting.
"Youngwoon... I-I love you... I'm really, really sorry..." He buried his face further into Kangin's warm chest, taking in the sweet familiar scent. There was so much more that Yesung wanted to say, so much more he wanted to explain, but his mind was so clogged with emotion that he only managed to say what he truly felt at that moment.
Kangin's grasp on the smaller man tightened at the words, his heart beating faster upon hearing the confession that came out from Yesung's mouth. "I love you too Jongwoon... always have... always will..." They were not the sort of words that comes out of his mouth easily, but tonight, it rolled off his tongue just like that. Fuck. I missed you so much Jongwoon-ah. Kangin held Yesung close, allowing the older man's cold body to absorb his warmth.
After a few moments of silence between them, Kangin found his hands sliding up Yesung's neck, tenderly cradling the perfectly sculpted face. The other shuddered at the touch, his gaze locked into Kangin's twinkling eyes as their faces inched closer to each other.
Leaning forward, Kangin planted a quick kiss on Yesung's forehead, he then dropped a little lower, kissing the remaining tears away from his cheek. Their eyes met for one electrifying moment, and just like that, Kangin's warm mouth was pressing against Yesung's full lips in a gentle seductive kiss that sent familiar sparks exploding between them.
Kangin's tongue traced hotly along the seam of Yesung's lips, silently urging them to part so their tongues could reunite. And the moment they did, Kangin slipped his tongue into Yesung's mouth, the kiss deepened, their tongues mingled hungrily as their lips continued to caress each other. Lost in the kiss, Yesung moved his hands inside Kangin's shirt, up his chest and over his broad shoulders. He moaned into the kiss, clearly wanting more.
Every single touch that Kangin left burned the older man with more desire. Little whimpers and moans escaped Yesung's lips. Trapped in the heat of passion. It gave Kangin such a rush to know that he was still able to cause the older man to make such sweet noises by his simple touches. Kangin gathered the hem of Yesung's obstructing shirt, pulling it upwards and over his head in one swift movement. He trailed his hand over Yesung's now exposed chest, brushing over a nipple with his thumb and relishing the sight of Yesung squirming under his touch.
Kangin shrugged out of his own shirt and tossed it carelessly aside. He leaned forward on the sofa, gently pushing Yesung to lie down on his back. He trailed kisses down the soft skin of Yesung's chest, pausing to lick and suck at each nipple until they hardened. He couldn't resist but to latch onto one of the hardened peak, biting it lightly, causing the man beneath him to groan and writhe at the sensation. Then ever so slowly, he continued his way down, kissing and lightly dipping his tongue into Yesung's navel.
Feeling the undeniable heat building up inside of him, Kangin tugged on the older man's pants, skillful fingers undoing the button, the zipper, and he slid the jeans off Yesung's legs, pulling off the boxers as he went. Kangin bit his lip, admiring Yesung's naked body in front of him, the sight of his arousal, fully erect and staring at him in the face. God, you're just so beautiful.
"Youngwoon..." Yesung's husky voice called out suddenly, cheeks blushing slightly. "Take me..." His eyes were heavy with lust and he didn't think that he'd be able to take the teasing any longer.
Kangin's eyes flickered in understanding. His hand slid slowly up Yesung's exposed inner thigh, he paused his movement for a brief second and let out a small chuckle when Yesung whined and arched his hips upwards. He pushed Yesung's legs apart and laid a gentle kiss on each thigh and another on his belly. Going further down, he let the tip of his tongue brush lightly at the head of Yesung's throbbing member. He closed a hand around the base of the older man's shaft, drawing the tip closer to his lips, and tongued it softly. Yesung moaned in pure lust, his body arching painfully into it. "Youngwoon... oh God... Youngwoon..." He didn't want the sensation to stop, it was so good that he was left absolutely breathless.
Satisfied that Yesung was enjoying the ministrations, he continued to lick the sensitive head, flicking his tongue at the slit , licking off the droplet that gathered there. Yesung moaned into it, feeling the hot fiery lust rising within him. His eyes slammed shut, his perfect, straight teeth biting on his bottom lip and his fingers clutched hard onto the younger man's biceps.
Kangin then brought himself up to meet Yesung's sweaty face. He took Yesung's lips into his again, tasting the sweet of the warm cavern. His hand was still gliding up and down Yesung's length in a painfully slow manner, jerking him lazily. He wanted to keep Yesung on the edge but he didn't want him to lose it yet.
Hand slicked with Yesung's pre-release, Kangin figured it was enough to act as lubricant. He stopped his ministrations on Yesung's length-much to the older man's disappointment-and trailed sticky fingers down, brushing lightly against Yesung's entrance.
Slowly, Kangin slid a finger into Yesung's tight passage, being as gentle as possible. Once inside, he started to thrust the finger in and out, allowing Yesung to get used to the the sensation before adding another digit to join the first one. Yesung let out a whimper of pain before he could even bite it back down, sending Kangin into a halt for a moment, he flinched at the thought of causing Yesung pain. "Don't stop... Youngwoon-ah...don't stop..." The older requested between pants of breath, and Kangin was more than happy to comply.
Kangin continued to bury his fingers in and out of Yesung, prodding and curling his fingers deep inside the older man, searching for the bundle of nerves that would send hot pleasure throughout his body. When he heard Yesung gasped sharply and shuddered, he knew he had found it. He let his fingers brush against it again and again, admiring the beauty of Yesung's body arching in pleasure each time his digits hits the sweet spot.
"Y-Youngwoon... " Yesung panted and whimpered under the larger man. His eyes rolling around lazily in their sockets. His breaths hitching painfully in his chest. "N-now... take me now..." His leaking member twitched and throbbed, already seeking for release. He didn't know how much longer he could hold it in.
Removing his fingers from the still tight cavity, Kangin pushed his boxers down and kicked it away to another corner of the living room. He couldn't help a small moan of sheer lust when his hard, aching erection was released. He positioned his iron-like shaft against Yesung's eager entrance, in one swift movement, the younger thrust his full throbbing erection into Yesung's tight passage.
A cry erupted from Yesung's mouth. His eyes screwed shut tightly and his nails digging into Kangin's back as the penetration felt like he was being ripped apart. The younger man winced a little, feeling the sting on his back."Does it hurt?" Concern suddenly obvious in his voice, unsure if Yesung was in pain or pleasure. Or both.
Yesung shook his head a little, trying to calm himself down as he tried to adjust. Kangin leaned down and trailed kisses along Yesung's neck, hoping that the action would help ease the pain a little.
Seeing that the older man settled somewhat, Kangin finally started moving inside his lover, letting out a low moan when Yesung's muscles clenched tightly around his length every time he pulled out and thrust it back in. Eventually the pain eased for Yesung, only to be replaced by sheer pleasure and he found himself moving his hips in time with Kangin's thrusts, moaning and panting as the friction increased. Yesung slipped his arms around Kangin to draw him close, pulling the younger man down towards him. He looked up at Kangin, eyes blazing and mouth parted as ragged breaths escaped through swollen kissed lips. He leaned up as far as he could to press his lips against Kangin's.
Kangin returned the kiss more roughly than intended. He continued to move in and out of Yesung as their lips locked in another passionate kiss. Yesung let out a cry and pulled back from the kiss, panting even more heavily when the blunt tip of Kangin's length pounded against his prostate.
Yesung gasped and whimpered, body squirming at the sudden and intense pleasure. Kangin reached down and caught Yesung's forgotten erection, he began to stroke it again, in rhythm with his thrusts. Kangin edged the older man closer to his climax, stroking him fast until he was aching and bucking for release, then slowing off with steady strokes.
But soon enough, Kangin realized that he would have to stop teasing the older, mainly because he could already feel the burning sensation growing in his lower region.
"Y-Youngw-...ahh..." Yesung's back arched off the sofa, exploding in Kangin's hand and groaning as the hot release jets all over their bellies, arching in spurts up to his chest. Kangin continued to stroke Yesung firmly and watched in excitement as Yesung shuddered, his member twitched and spurted the remaining release. For a few seconds, Yesung saw nothing but white, his climax had him delirious with sheer pleasure.
Kangin slammed into Yesung more and more urgently. With a few more thrusts, Kangin felt the muscles around his stiff, throbbing length clamped, the sensation sent him over the edge, no longer able to hold back the load of pleasure that gathered within him since it all started. He thrust forward harshly into Yesung's slack and trembling body one final time, as deep as he could go. Letting go of all control, his orgasm flashed before him, filling Yesung with his seed, claiming him fully.
Yesung shuddered as he felt Kangin's warm seed filling his trembling body. An involuntary moan escaped his lips when Kangin pulled out of him. He was too spent to even lift a finger, but he welcomed the embrace that the larger man offered as he squeezed himself beside him on the much too small sofa.
For about fifteen seconds neither of them moved, both still trying to catch their breaths and slowing their thudding heartbeats.
A small smile tugged on Kangin's lips as they laid there together, panting and shaking from the exertion. Their scattered minds were still reeling from the afterglow.
Finally finding his voice again, he turned to the smaller man to say something, but all words died on his lips when he realized that Yesung was already asleep, snuggled close to his chest, face calm, resembling an angel. His smile grew wider at the sight. Reaching the long forgotten blanket he brought out for Yesung earlier, he covered both of their naked bodies underneath the warm woolen fabric. Yesung's body shook with a small fit of coughing, but his puffy eyes remained closed, the only other movement he made was to snuggle further into Kangin's warmth.
"You still need something for that cough of yours..." Kangin said softly, kissing the top of Yesung's head, inhaling the soft scent of the older man's hair. He closed his eyes, allowing the sound of Yesung's deep steady breaths lull him to sleep.
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Pairing : Kangin + Yesung
Genre : Romance / Angst
Rating : NC-17
Warning : Unbeta-ed,
Summary : He trudged down the stretch of icy sidewalk, wandering aimlessly like a lost soul with no where to go.
For my dear
fallencreation. Happy birthday bb, ilysm! Let's go save our King! Getting rusty with the writing, rambling like an old fool...
He trudged down the stretch of icy sidewalk, wandering aimlessly like a lost soul with no where to go. No one to return to. His pale skin matching the blanket of white covering the ground around him, and the usually perfectly styled raven locks on his head tumbled into his face awkwardly, making him look somewhat disheveled.
Silvery stream of emotional hurt trickled down his frozen cheeks. Hollow. He felt so fucking hollow. Like a lost soul, he plodded through the dark winter night to wherever the cold, biting wind may take him. Once in a while, a round of coughing fit would seize his thin frame, pausing him in his tracks, leaving him breathless and gasping for air. Maybe, just maybe he was dying. And the idea seems rather appealing to him at that very moment. He kept himself entertained with the thought, trying to block out the pain in his heart as he carried on onwards, dragging his leaden feet.
He didn't know exactly how long he had been walking out in the cold, but soon, he found himself standing in front of the too-familiar door, staring hesitantly at the doorbell. He took a deep, shaky breath. He rang it.
There was a long moment of silence before a sleepy voice finally answered over the intercom. "Who is it?"
"I-it's me..."
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When Kangin opened the door to greet Yesung, he didn't like what he saw. The older man was a mess. His face was pale, lips tinged in blue from the cold, eyes red and swollen, and he was shivering badly. Kangin was about to open his mouth to string out a thousand and one questions, but his mouth snapped shut when he saw a tear struggling down Yesung's colorless cheek. What the hell happened?
The way Yesung was swaying on his feet didn't go unnoticed by the younger man, Yesung looked fit to keel over at any moment. Without another thought, Kangin carefully reached out and grab the smaller man into a safe embrace. Yesung didn't protest, he needed it, his heart ached for it. He leaned weightlessly in Kangin's strong arms taking in the familiar scent as he was pulled inside towards the sofa.
As soon as Yesung was on the couch, Kangin snapped into action, fetching thick blankets from the room and draping them over Yesung's shivering body. Yesung wanted to croak out a thanks, but a sudden fit of coughing assaulted his shivering body. Once again, leaving him breathless.
“Fuck! you stupid, stupid fuck!" Kangin cursed under his breath, eyebrows knotted in obvious worry. What the hell was Yesung thinking? Walking in a weather like this in the middle of the night? It's fucking snowing out. He ran a hand through his sleep-tousled hair, eyes never leaving the shivering form before him. "I'll make you something hot to drink." He announced softly, knowing that a mug of steaming coffee would be good for Yesung. "And maybe something for that cough of yours too."
But before he could turn towards the kitchen, a small hand tugged at his shirt, effectively halting him from continuing his steps.
“Y-Youngwoon... You told me that this would happen... you warned me about him..." Yesung paused, choking on a sob. His voice was almost inaudible, but Kangin heard him. "You told me... and I... I accused you of being jealous... I should have listened to you..." He let his eyes slid close and tears escaped freely down his pale cheeks.
At that very moment, Kangin realized why Yesung was there at his apartment, in the middle of the night, shivering like a leaf in the piercing wind, eyes puffy and heavy with pain; Yesung had come to him with a broken heart. Knowing this, Kangin's felt his own heart crack in his chest.
"I'm sorry, Youngwoon-ah... I... I'm so sorry..." Yesung lifted his tear-stricken face up to meet Kangin's speechless expression. His eyes bearing deep apology, sincerely asking for Kangin's forgiveness. "I probably don't deserve it... especially after what I've said to you back then... I just... I'm sorry..." It was his own stubborn idiocy that led him to this, he wouldn't be surprised if Kangin refused to forgive him. Karma was biting him in the ass, he was sure of it.
Kangin's eyes immediately softened, he lowered himself down to sit next to the still slightly shivering man, his eyes boring into Yesung's dark glassy orbs. He understood. He could never blame Yesung for anything. Not even when Yesung had left him for another man. Even though his heart shattered into a million pieces, he never once blamed it on Yesung; he blamed himself instead.
Inching closer, Kangin pulled the smaller man swiftly into his arms, a warm embrace that melted away all doubt that haunted Yesung's mind. "Shhh... it's okay... Jongwoon-ah. It's okay." Kangin assured the older man, his tone hushed and comforting.
"Youngwoon... I-I love you... I'm really, really sorry..." He buried his face further into Kangin's warm chest, taking in the sweet familiar scent. There was so much more that Yesung wanted to say, so much more he wanted to explain, but his mind was so clogged with emotion that he only managed to say what he truly felt at that moment.
Kangin's grasp on the smaller man tightened at the words, his heart beating faster upon hearing the confession that came out from Yesung's mouth. "I love you too Jongwoon... always have... always will..." They were not the sort of words that comes out of his mouth easily, but tonight, it rolled off his tongue just like that. Fuck. I missed you so much Jongwoon-ah. Kangin held Yesung close, allowing the older man's cold body to absorb his warmth.
After a few moments of silence between them, Kangin found his hands sliding up Yesung's neck, tenderly cradling the perfectly sculpted face. The other shuddered at the touch, his gaze locked into Kangin's twinkling eyes as their faces inched closer to each other.
Leaning forward, Kangin planted a quick kiss on Yesung's forehead, he then dropped a little lower, kissing the remaining tears away from his cheek. Their eyes met for one electrifying moment, and just like that, Kangin's warm mouth was pressing against Yesung's full lips in a gentle seductive kiss that sent familiar sparks exploding between them.
Kangin's tongue traced hotly along the seam of Yesung's lips, silently urging them to part so their tongues could reunite. And the moment they did, Kangin slipped his tongue into Yesung's mouth, the kiss deepened, their tongues mingled hungrily as their lips continued to caress each other. Lost in the kiss, Yesung moved his hands inside Kangin's shirt, up his chest and over his broad shoulders. He moaned into the kiss, clearly wanting more.
Every single touch that Kangin left burned the older man with more desire. Little whimpers and moans escaped Yesung's lips. Trapped in the heat of passion. It gave Kangin such a rush to know that he was still able to cause the older man to make such sweet noises by his simple touches. Kangin gathered the hem of Yesung's obstructing shirt, pulling it upwards and over his head in one swift movement. He trailed his hand over Yesung's now exposed chest, brushing over a nipple with his thumb and relishing the sight of Yesung squirming under his touch.
Kangin shrugged out of his own shirt and tossed it carelessly aside. He leaned forward on the sofa, gently pushing Yesung to lie down on his back. He trailed kisses down the soft skin of Yesung's chest, pausing to lick and suck at each nipple until they hardened. He couldn't resist but to latch onto one of the hardened peak, biting it lightly, causing the man beneath him to groan and writhe at the sensation. Then ever so slowly, he continued his way down, kissing and lightly dipping his tongue into Yesung's navel.
Feeling the undeniable heat building up inside of him, Kangin tugged on the older man's pants, skillful fingers undoing the button, the zipper, and he slid the jeans off Yesung's legs, pulling off the boxers as he went. Kangin bit his lip, admiring Yesung's naked body in front of him, the sight of his arousal, fully erect and staring at him in the face. God, you're just so beautiful.
"Youngwoon..." Yesung's husky voice called out suddenly, cheeks blushing slightly. "Take me..." His eyes were heavy with lust and he didn't think that he'd be able to take the teasing any longer.
Kangin's eyes flickered in understanding. His hand slid slowly up Yesung's exposed inner thigh, he paused his movement for a brief second and let out a small chuckle when Yesung whined and arched his hips upwards. He pushed Yesung's legs apart and laid a gentle kiss on each thigh and another on his belly. Going further down, he let the tip of his tongue brush lightly at the head of Yesung's throbbing member. He closed a hand around the base of the older man's shaft, drawing the tip closer to his lips, and tongued it softly. Yesung moaned in pure lust, his body arching painfully into it. "Youngwoon... oh God... Youngwoon..." He didn't want the sensation to stop, it was so good that he was left absolutely breathless.
Satisfied that Yesung was enjoying the ministrations, he continued to lick the sensitive head, flicking his tongue at the slit , licking off the droplet that gathered there. Yesung moaned into it, feeling the hot fiery lust rising within him. His eyes slammed shut, his perfect, straight teeth biting on his bottom lip and his fingers clutched hard onto the younger man's biceps.
Kangin then brought himself up to meet Yesung's sweaty face. He took Yesung's lips into his again, tasting the sweet of the warm cavern. His hand was still gliding up and down Yesung's length in a painfully slow manner, jerking him lazily. He wanted to keep Yesung on the edge but he didn't want him to lose it yet.
Hand slicked with Yesung's pre-release, Kangin figured it was enough to act as lubricant. He stopped his ministrations on Yesung's length-much to the older man's disappointment-and trailed sticky fingers down, brushing lightly against Yesung's entrance.
Slowly, Kangin slid a finger into Yesung's tight passage, being as gentle as possible. Once inside, he started to thrust the finger in and out, allowing Yesung to get used to the the sensation before adding another digit to join the first one. Yesung let out a whimper of pain before he could even bite it back down, sending Kangin into a halt for a moment, he flinched at the thought of causing Yesung pain. "Don't stop... Youngwoon-ah...don't stop..." The older requested between pants of breath, and Kangin was more than happy to comply.
Kangin continued to bury his fingers in and out of Yesung, prodding and curling his fingers deep inside the older man, searching for the bundle of nerves that would send hot pleasure throughout his body. When he heard Yesung gasped sharply and shuddered, he knew he had found it. He let his fingers brush against it again and again, admiring the beauty of Yesung's body arching in pleasure each time his digits hits the sweet spot.
"Y-Youngwoon... " Yesung panted and whimpered under the larger man. His eyes rolling around lazily in their sockets. His breaths hitching painfully in his chest. "N-now... take me now..." His leaking member twitched and throbbed, already seeking for release. He didn't know how much longer he could hold it in.
Removing his fingers from the still tight cavity, Kangin pushed his boxers down and kicked it away to another corner of the living room. He couldn't help a small moan of sheer lust when his hard, aching erection was released. He positioned his iron-like shaft against Yesung's eager entrance, in one swift movement, the younger thrust his full throbbing erection into Yesung's tight passage.
A cry erupted from Yesung's mouth. His eyes screwed shut tightly and his nails digging into Kangin's back as the penetration felt like he was being ripped apart. The younger man winced a little, feeling the sting on his back."Does it hurt?" Concern suddenly obvious in his voice, unsure if Yesung was in pain or pleasure. Or both.
Yesung shook his head a little, trying to calm himself down as he tried to adjust. Kangin leaned down and trailed kisses along Yesung's neck, hoping that the action would help ease the pain a little.
Seeing that the older man settled somewhat, Kangin finally started moving inside his lover, letting out a low moan when Yesung's muscles clenched tightly around his length every time he pulled out and thrust it back in. Eventually the pain eased for Yesung, only to be replaced by sheer pleasure and he found himself moving his hips in time with Kangin's thrusts, moaning and panting as the friction increased. Yesung slipped his arms around Kangin to draw him close, pulling the younger man down towards him. He looked up at Kangin, eyes blazing and mouth parted as ragged breaths escaped through swollen kissed lips. He leaned up as far as he could to press his lips against Kangin's.
Kangin returned the kiss more roughly than intended. He continued to move in and out of Yesung as their lips locked in another passionate kiss. Yesung let out a cry and pulled back from the kiss, panting even more heavily when the blunt tip of Kangin's length pounded against his prostate.
Yesung gasped and whimpered, body squirming at the sudden and intense pleasure. Kangin reached down and caught Yesung's forgotten erection, he began to stroke it again, in rhythm with his thrusts. Kangin edged the older man closer to his climax, stroking him fast until he was aching and bucking for release, then slowing off with steady strokes.
But soon enough, Kangin realized that he would have to stop teasing the older, mainly because he could already feel the burning sensation growing in his lower region.
"Y-Youngw-...ahh..." Yesung's back arched off the sofa, exploding in Kangin's hand and groaning as the hot release jets all over their bellies, arching in spurts up to his chest. Kangin continued to stroke Yesung firmly and watched in excitement as Yesung shuddered, his member twitched and spurted the remaining release. For a few seconds, Yesung saw nothing but white, his climax had him delirious with sheer pleasure.
Kangin slammed into Yesung more and more urgently. With a few more thrusts, Kangin felt the muscles around his stiff, throbbing length clamped, the sensation sent him over the edge, no longer able to hold back the load of pleasure that gathered within him since it all started. He thrust forward harshly into Yesung's slack and trembling body one final time, as deep as he could go. Letting go of all control, his orgasm flashed before him, filling Yesung with his seed, claiming him fully.
Yesung shuddered as he felt Kangin's warm seed filling his trembling body. An involuntary moan escaped his lips when Kangin pulled out of him. He was too spent to even lift a finger, but he welcomed the embrace that the larger man offered as he squeezed himself beside him on the much too small sofa.
For about fifteen seconds neither of them moved, both still trying to catch their breaths and slowing their thudding heartbeats.
A small smile tugged on Kangin's lips as they laid there together, panting and shaking from the exertion. Their scattered minds were still reeling from the afterglow.
Finally finding his voice again, he turned to the smaller man to say something, but all words died on his lips when he realized that Yesung was already asleep, snuggled close to his chest, face calm, resembling an angel. His smile grew wider at the sight. Reaching the long forgotten blanket he brought out for Yesung earlier, he covered both of their naked bodies underneath the warm woolen fabric. Yesung's body shook with a small fit of coughing, but his puffy eyes remained closed, the only other movement he made was to snuggle further into Kangin's warmth.
"You still need something for that cough of yours..." Kangin said softly, kissing the top of Yesung's head, inhaling the soft scent of the older man's hair. He closed his eyes, allowing the sound of Yesung's deep steady breaths lull him to sleep.
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FAILS HARD! I don't even know how it got this long and why it did. D: If anyone is reading this, I apologize for making your head hurt Been struggling with writing lately, words just don't come out right these days! Grrr.