Pairing: Yesung (Super Junior) x YoungSaeng (SS501)
Warning: Um. Toys and Bondage? *dies a little*, pwp
Note: This is what happened that one day when Yesung went over to visit Youngsaeng… I wanted to keep it separate for my PG-er readers. ^^ I’m kind of scandalized that I wrote this, rofl.
This can be read as stand alone smut. btw. XD
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6
Nc-17 Pullouts: Jaeho | ShiHan
Dark, lustful eyes met Yesung’s as he stepped into the bedroom of SS501 member Youngsaeng and quickly closed the door, and he found himself frozen in the doorway, unable to do anything but stare at his lover.
Youngsaeng was gagged and tied, spread out on the bed, with his arms tied up over his head and his legs tied wide apart, giving Yesung a good view of the toy that was shoved up his lover’s ass. His body was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and it was pretty obvious that he’d been waiting for a while.
Yesung continued to stare, trying to take it all in. He wouldn’t have been surprised at all to learn that there was drool on his chin, and he licked his lips before taking a deep breath and attempting to speak. “Youngsaeng, damn… I…”
“Nnn…” Youngsaeng moaned around his gag as he twisted his wrists, staring back at Yesung, opening his eyes widely, giving a very good impression of a scared, innocent virgin. Yesung moved forward slowly and caressed Youngsaeng’s cheek with his long fingers before leaning down to remove the gag.
Youngsaeng immediately let out a breathy moan, struggling slightly to catch his breath.
“I thought you’d never get here,” he gasped out, and Yesung found himself laughing softly. He was so in shock, he really didn't know how to respond to it all.
“Why would you do this?” he finally asked, kissing Youngsaeng lightly.
“Because I thought it would be fun for you,” Youngsaeng purred, lowering his eyelashes seductively, “ Now… Touch me.”
Yesung contemplated it, looking over Youngsaeng’s amazing body that was spread in front of him, ready for the taking. It would be so fun to take, but teasing the other man would also be so much fun.
Youngsaeng whimpered, straining against the ties, trying to rub his leg against Yesung’s thigh, and Yesung frowned slightly before pushing Youngsaeng back. “Be a good boy.”
“I am,” Youngsaeng whined, “but…”
The vibrator was obviously doing a good job. Youngsaeng’s erection was dripping precum, but there was a small ring around the base holding off his release. Yesung was pretty sure that the second he removed the ring it would be all over.
“You aren’t good at all, starting without me.” Yesung drifted his hands over Youngsaeng’s chest, teasing his hardened nipples, then down, lower and lower, light caresses tickling the oversensitive skin of the younger’s thighs.
Then, without warning, he reached down and pushed the toy deeply into his lover’s passage, twisting it hard against his pleasure spot.
Youngsaeng arched up with a howl and his eyes practically rolled back in his head as he cried out Yesung’s name.
“I need to get caught up,” Yesung said, speedily stepping out of his clothes, already completely turned on by the sounds coming from Youngsaeng’s mouth, and anyway, he didn’t want to leave his lover's erection in the state it was in for too long.
When he finished undressing, he eased himself over Youngsaeng, straddling his face. Youngsaeng leaned forward obediently and Yesung groaned contentedly as his hardness was engulfed by the younger man’s warm mouth. After giving him a chance to get adjusted, Yesung began to thrust gently into Youngsaeng’s mouth, gripping the younger’s hair with one hand, and the bed frame with the other.
Catching up with Youngsaeng took far less time than Yesung expected. Within minutes of having his lover’s talented, warm, wet mouth around his hardness, Yesung could feel his orgasm approaching, and he pulled away quickly.
Youngsaeng struggled to catch his breath, crying out when Yesung’s leg brushed his erection accidentally.
“Please!” he exclaimed, “I can’t take it anymore, please fuck me! Please!”
Yesung was more than happy to crawl over Youngsaeng and remove the vibrator. Youngsaeng relaxed slightly once it was removed, still panting, and whimpered, watching as Yesung reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom, quickly sliding it on to his erection. He couldn’t wait to take the younger man any longer either, so he reached down and untied Youngsaeng’s legs, wrapping them around his waist, and gently prodded his lover's entrance with the tip of his hardness.
Youngsaeng groaned softly, gripping Yesung’s waist tightly with his legs. “Just fuck me already!”
Without warning, Yesung thrust roughly into Youngsaeng. The younger man cried out sharply, his voice full of passion, and ground his hips down against Yesung’s expertly. Yesung pulled out completely, then slammed back in, gasping at the tight feeling of Youngsaeng around him, gripping his length with every thrust.
“Harder…” Youngsaeng purred, tightening his legs even more around Yesung’s waist, arching his back. And that was the last coherent thing out of his mouth, because Yesung lost it and began pounding into his lover with abandon, all thoughts gone from his mind, until he could feel his orgasm building up once again.
He reached down and carefully slid the ring off of Youngsaeng’s erection, and it only took two strokes of his hand before Youngsaeng was coming, warm white coating Yesung’s fingers, and the clenching of Youngsaeng’s ass quickly threw Yesung over the edge.
The two lay together, silent apart from loud panting, until Youngsaeng rolled over and kissed Yesung lightly on the mouth.
It was all amazing and it should have been perfect and Yesung should have been the happiest man in the world at that moment, but... he... wasn't.
Because the man in his arms wasn't the man in his heart.