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snoozing_kittenFandom: DBSK
Pairing: Yunho/Yoochun
Title: Tropical paradise
Rating: NC-17
Chapter: 1/1
Summary: Porn 'cause I'm legal
Part of the It's my birthday and I can write porn if I want to series.
It was the picture of a tropical paradise. The sun beat down on golden sand, smooth blue water stretching as far from the beach as the eye could see. There was a slight breeze, just enough to cool the sweat that gleamed on the brow, and rustle the large trees.
Wild flowers in all dazzling colours and shapes- their sweet cloying scent drifted on the wind inducing a sort of hazy surrealistic trance on all who got lost in this wonderland.
A place as far removed from the starlight as one could find. He didn’t even have a cell phone here, totally unreachable and untouchable. It was so perfect he could taste it in the air. Blood like lazy golden honey swimming in his veins; he couldn’t remember the last time he could be bothered to move. The hot sand and the cool wind were like yin and yang, and he was caught in the middle, enjoying the best of both.
Splash-splash. Someone playing in the surf. A nymph come from the crystal waters to have fun? Or maybe Yoochun awoken from his afternoon nap in the hut to take a dip in the cool water?
He couldn’t be bothered to open his eyes.
“Hmmm.” Wet lips pressed against his, cool and plump. He opened his mouth under minimal pressure, and the slick tongue pushed into his mouth –he tasted like salt. Yunho kissed lazily, letting the other do most the work, the hands on his chest were cold and wet as well, vivid against his sun-heated skin. He sucked the other tongue, arching up ever so slightly feeling the dead nerve ending in his body start to sizzle to life.
The adrenaline gates were starting to flood open and his heartbeat just a little quicker. Now his tongue was being drawn in, the other pressing open palms hard against his chest. The body was cool and slick with seawater but his mouth was scorching; and Yunho moaned as he pushed himself in, their slick organs sexing hotly.
The kiss broke with a wet noise and the other pulled away. Yunho grinned to himself and opened his eyes. The sun shone on the other’s back obscuring his face from view, but a chest that narrow with shoulders that sharp could only be one person. Yunho reached his hand out and rubbed it down the other’s chest collecting water on his fingertips.
When he brought them to his lips they tasted salty.
“I thought you were asleep.” He said, banding over Yunho’s chest again, licking softy at the heated skin. His licks were soft, the flick of his pink tongue, teasing almost.
“I thought I was.” Yunho answered simply, he was more caught in the obscure place not quite awake but not quite willing to be asleep, because he didn’t want to miss a moment of this.
“I woke you then?” He was smiling; Yunho could feel the curve of his beautiful mouth against the subtle curve of his rib cage. “Would you like to go back to sleep?”
“No, not really.” Yunho muttered under a shaky breath, his mouth was getting closer to one dark nipple, nipping the skin on the way gently.
“Good.” He was so close now, circling the rim with his tongue, pressing one hand to Yunho’s stomach, and the other to his shoulder. “I want you wide awake.”
“Mmm, baby.” Yunho cooed softly, letting his hands tangle in the other’s wet hair. His hair was growing out and Yunho snarled his hand in the brown locks easily. “Oh, yeah.” Yunho arched his back, and the hot mouth was sucking his nipple deftly. Bites and licked alternated, he seemed intent on plugging directly into those nerve endings teasing Yunho fully awake with his mouth.
The hand on his stomach was gently kneading, petting the abs and stroking in ever increasing arcs- lower and lower. Yunho sucked a deep breath in through his teeth, his body clenching as his hands played with the almost ticklish skin under his navel.
“You look very awake to me.” He said absently, toying with the tie to Yunho’s shorts. His long deft fingers undid the tie easily, and instead of slipping them down Yunho’s thighs he slipped his hand under the band and tickled lower.
“Just touch it already Yoochun.” Yunho hissed, and he was wide-awake, and almost straining to be touched. He was hard under his shorts, chewing his lip and tugging at his hair.
“Not yet.” He said simply, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to Yunho’s erect nipple. He kissed all the way up Yunho’s neck, kissing with moist lips and hints of teasing teeth on the ridge of his collarbone. Long fingers played with the coarse pubic hair and Yunho was making and effort not to rush him. On the underside of his jaw, little fluttering kisses and bites that stung just a little.
Yoochun pulled Yunho’s lower lip into his mouth, tugging softly and moaning in the back of his throat eyes shut in a look of rapture. Yunho shifted his grip to cup the back of Yoochun’s head, pulling him in for a deep kiss.
He moaned shifting his hips upwards as the other’s hand rubbed him. Yoochun’s hand delivered a little bit of much needed friction, his palm rubbing up and down his cock, and fingers teasing his balls.
“Oh I think I love you.” Yunho groaned; releasing the other’s swollen lips with a pop and letting his head fall back on the sand breathing deeply. Nuzzling Yunho’s neck with his cool face Yoochun pressed more kisses to the tight skin. The important part being that his hand didn’t stop moving.
“…” Yoochun smirked in a devilish kind of way and he was moving, straddling Yunho’s body and kissing the other side of his chest now. His wet swim trunks were cold from the water and breeze, while his skin was on fire.
“Ahh,” His hands raised automatically to grip narrow hips, pulling him down while shifting his hips up.
“Ohh,” Yoochun closed his eyes chewing on his full bottom lip. He leaned forward splaying his fingers on Yunho’s chest. “Naughty.” He said with a small laugh. They move slowly, simply grinding into each other and building the fire higher with small shifting movements.
Yunho wanted more, but Yoochun was in charge right now, and to rob him of his power would be counterproductive. On his own volition Yoochun let his hands run up Yunho’s chest, raking over nipples with a careful degree of harshness until they curved all the way around Yunho’s shoulders and he was lying on top of Yunho in the sand.
They kissed lazily, licking at each other’s lips and pulling kisses like plucking flowers. When Yoochun had his fill he straightened again and titled his head to the side, looking down at Yunho through thick lashes.
“Those shorts must be uncomfortable, wouldn’t it feel good to just feel sand?” Yunho caught the smirk playing on pink puffy lips and licked his own.
“That would be great.” Yunho nodded, wanting nothing more then to have Yoochun flat on his back, the hot sand burning his sensitive skin.
The weight was gone and he felt suddenly cold without the other’s heat pressed tightly into his lap. It wasn’t gone for long, he watched as Yoochun swung his legs around, so he was facing the ocean and Yunho could see the bumps that ran up his back; his spine hidden only by a paper-thin layer of skin.
He watched intently as the muscles in his shoulder moved, Yoochun was bending forwards and tugging at Yunho’s swim trunks. He lifted himself as far as he could, careful not to buck Yoochun off his stomach. They were down at his knees in moments and it felt good to be free. The sun touched his skin and, so did Yoochun’s warm hands.
Flopping back into the sand Yunho let Yoochun do his work, massaging at the soft skin, prodding it with long fingers. Yunho groaned, and his hands rose again, this time the only thing to grab was the other’s upraised ass.
“Ah.” Yoochun said softly, faltering when large warm hands cupped him, kneading firmly. “That feels good.”
“Take off your swim trunks and I can make it feel better.” He ran his fingers along the rim of Yoochun’s swim shorts, brushing all the fine hairs there and making the other boy shiver.
“I bet you can.” He answered teasingly, but he was up in a flash, pushing the fabric off his bony hips and wiggling out of them, barely bothering to untie the string holding them on.
He stood bared for a moment, and the breeze ruffled his messy hair, the brown catching the sun and shimmering in all the colours of fall. Red, orange, and yellow, and he was smiling, his already sensual pink lips wet and swollen from harsh kissing. His pale skin was given a hint of colour by the sun, and Yunho wanted to gobble him down.
He descended on Yunho again just as desperate to pull pleasure as the other. They found their positions again easily, they wanted, and needed it. Yoochun was lying beside Yunho, turning Yunho slightly on his side so they were face to face so to speak.
Holding Yunho’s hips steady, he licked at the other’s head, tasting the leaking ejaculate gathered there at the tip. Yunho hissed, wanting Yoochun to get it over with but loving the sweet torture the other boy was putting him through. Sweat made sand stick to his skin, but he didn’t really mind.
Not when Yoochun took the head in his mouth and began to swirl his tongue.
The world momentarily dissolved into gains of sand, and slipped through his fingers. He held one of Yoochun’s slender ankles in his grasp, moaning. He realized the virtue of their position a few moments later. He ran his fingers along the soft smooth skin of inner thighs and legs parted for him, his body turning into the touch, the two boys twisting around each other share the pleasure.
With a deep breath, he held Yoochun’s slender cock with one hand and descended on it with his mouth. There was a jolt and Yoochun’s moan was swallowed by the flesh of Yunho’s inner thigh. He continued to stroke the older boy with his hand, panting and reeling from the sensation of hot mouth on his tender skin. It was almost burning.
The oral assault was doubled, Yunho using his throat, tongue and lips to give as much pleasure as he received. The waves of bliss crashing between the two of them only grew higher and higher as they suckled each other closer to release.
Closer, closer, the waves were up to his chest, not quite crashing over his head and he was so close that it almost hurt. The pressure was building, and Yoochun was moaning around the cock in his mouth Yunho had to struggle to keep control. Yoochun must have knew he was close because he cupped Yunho’s balls, using his hand to spread legs wider, he rolled them around, tugging gently and it was all Yunho could take.
He let Yoochun slip from his mouth and made a strangled gasping noise, gripping Yoochun’s hip tightly as he emptied himself in the smaller boy’s mouth.
“Ahh.” Yunho moaned lying on his back on the sand, letting the tide going out now pull him with it. The urge to close his eyes while he caught his breath was too strong. The sun beat down on his eyelids and he heard a pathetic whimpering sound, prying open his eyes he looked at Yoochun.
The younger boy was sitting cross-legged, fisting himself and muffling his whimpers with the wrist of one hand in his mouth.
“I wouldn’t leave you hanging.” Yunho murmured crawling over and spreading the boy’s legs for him.
“Ohh.” Yoochun was beyond speech, and Yunho knew the look well, Yoochun was desperate. Kneeling he took Yoochun in his mouth again, suckling hard and twisting his tongue against it. Yunho pushed Yoochun a little to he was resting on his elbows, and his legs were splayed to either side, bent at the knee. With one hand he pinned Yoochun’s slender hips to the ground and the other pushed their way past his abused lips.
Using the saliva as a bit of lubricant he pushed one finger deep into the tight body of the slim boy.
Yoochun screeched, thrashing as he came hard into Yunho’s mouth. It burned, but he swallowed each load, suckling to collect every last drop.
When he pulled away Yoochun flopped like a rag doll on the sand.
“Yunnie,” He sad affectionately, “I think I just might love you-“
“Yunho.”
“Yunho.”
“Oh god, five more minutes.” Yunho moaned swatting at the hand that was shaking his shoulder.
“Yunho, it’s your turn to go in for make-up.”
“Go away Jae.” He tried to swat the other boy away again without success.
“Yunho damn it, get up before I kick your ass.” Jae snarled, and Yunho glared up at him through the messy fringe of his bangs. “Now, get your ass into make-up so we can get on with this and go home already.”
“Alright.” Yunho rubbed the sleep from his eyes and sat up, he had crashed on one of the cots that some tech had so lovingly set up so he could catch a few winks before they shot some photos.
Yunho stood beside Yoochun on the beach, the sun beat down on his back and Yunho reflected on his paradise. The waves lapped at the beach, and the sand got in his sandals. He thought that he could recall what he imagined it felt like stuck to sweaty heaving bodies.
“Yoochun, look a little more sexy, Yunho tilt your head a bit, your sunglasses are giving off too much glare.”
Both boys scrambled to comply, and Yoochun gave a sultry look at the camera, Yunho wanted to gobble him up.
Pairing: Yunho/Yoochun
Title: Tropical paradise
Rating: NC-17
Chapter: 1/1
Summary: Porn 'cause I'm legal
Part of the It's my birthday and I can write porn if I want to series.
It was the picture of a tropical paradise. The sun beat down on golden sand, smooth blue water stretching as far from the beach as the eye could see. There was a slight breeze, just enough to cool the sweat that gleamed on the brow, and rustle the large trees.
Wild flowers in all dazzling colours and shapes- their sweet cloying scent drifted on the wind inducing a sort of hazy surrealistic trance on all who got lost in this wonderland.
A place as far removed from the starlight as one could find. He didn’t even have a cell phone here, totally unreachable and untouchable. It was so perfect he could taste it in the air. Blood like lazy golden honey swimming in his veins; he couldn’t remember the last time he could be bothered to move. The hot sand and the cool wind were like yin and yang, and he was caught in the middle, enjoying the best of both.
Splash-splash. Someone playing in the surf. A nymph come from the crystal waters to have fun? Or maybe Yoochun awoken from his afternoon nap in the hut to take a dip in the cool water?
He couldn’t be bothered to open his eyes.
“Hmmm.” Wet lips pressed against his, cool and plump. He opened his mouth under minimal pressure, and the slick tongue pushed into his mouth –he tasted like salt. Yunho kissed lazily, letting the other do most the work, the hands on his chest were cold and wet as well, vivid against his sun-heated skin. He sucked the other tongue, arching up ever so slightly feeling the dead nerve ending in his body start to sizzle to life.
The adrenaline gates were starting to flood open and his heartbeat just a little quicker. Now his tongue was being drawn in, the other pressing open palms hard against his chest. The body was cool and slick with seawater but his mouth was scorching; and Yunho moaned as he pushed himself in, their slick organs sexing hotly.
The kiss broke with a wet noise and the other pulled away. Yunho grinned to himself and opened his eyes. The sun shone on the other’s back obscuring his face from view, but a chest that narrow with shoulders that sharp could only be one person. Yunho reached his hand out and rubbed it down the other’s chest collecting water on his fingertips.
When he brought them to his lips they tasted salty.
“I thought you were asleep.” He said, banding over Yunho’s chest again, licking softy at the heated skin. His licks were soft, the flick of his pink tongue, teasing almost.
“I thought I was.” Yunho answered simply, he was more caught in the obscure place not quite awake but not quite willing to be asleep, because he didn’t want to miss a moment of this.
“I woke you then?” He was smiling; Yunho could feel the curve of his beautiful mouth against the subtle curve of his rib cage. “Would you like to go back to sleep?”
“No, not really.” Yunho muttered under a shaky breath, his mouth was getting closer to one dark nipple, nipping the skin on the way gently.
“Good.” He was so close now, circling the rim with his tongue, pressing one hand to Yunho’s stomach, and the other to his shoulder. “I want you wide awake.”
“Mmm, baby.” Yunho cooed softly, letting his hands tangle in the other’s wet hair. His hair was growing out and Yunho snarled his hand in the brown locks easily. “Oh, yeah.” Yunho arched his back, and the hot mouth was sucking his nipple deftly. Bites and licked alternated, he seemed intent on plugging directly into those nerve endings teasing Yunho fully awake with his mouth.
The hand on his stomach was gently kneading, petting the abs and stroking in ever increasing arcs- lower and lower. Yunho sucked a deep breath in through his teeth, his body clenching as his hands played with the almost ticklish skin under his navel.
“You look very awake to me.” He said absently, toying with the tie to Yunho’s shorts. His long deft fingers undid the tie easily, and instead of slipping them down Yunho’s thighs he slipped his hand under the band and tickled lower.
“Just touch it already Yoochun.” Yunho hissed, and he was wide-awake, and almost straining to be touched. He was hard under his shorts, chewing his lip and tugging at his hair.
“Not yet.” He said simply, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to Yunho’s erect nipple. He kissed all the way up Yunho’s neck, kissing with moist lips and hints of teasing teeth on the ridge of his collarbone. Long fingers played with the coarse pubic hair and Yunho was making and effort not to rush him. On the underside of his jaw, little fluttering kisses and bites that stung just a little.
Yoochun pulled Yunho’s lower lip into his mouth, tugging softly and moaning in the back of his throat eyes shut in a look of rapture. Yunho shifted his grip to cup the back of Yoochun’s head, pulling him in for a deep kiss.
He moaned shifting his hips upwards as the other’s hand rubbed him. Yoochun’s hand delivered a little bit of much needed friction, his palm rubbing up and down his cock, and fingers teasing his balls.
“Oh I think I love you.” Yunho groaned; releasing the other’s swollen lips with a pop and letting his head fall back on the sand breathing deeply. Nuzzling Yunho’s neck with his cool face Yoochun pressed more kisses to the tight skin. The important part being that his hand didn’t stop moving.
“…” Yoochun smirked in a devilish kind of way and he was moving, straddling Yunho’s body and kissing the other side of his chest now. His wet swim trunks were cold from the water and breeze, while his skin was on fire.
“Ahh,” His hands raised automatically to grip narrow hips, pulling him down while shifting his hips up.
“Ohh,” Yoochun closed his eyes chewing on his full bottom lip. He leaned forward splaying his fingers on Yunho’s chest. “Naughty.” He said with a small laugh. They move slowly, simply grinding into each other and building the fire higher with small shifting movements.
Yunho wanted more, but Yoochun was in charge right now, and to rob him of his power would be counterproductive. On his own volition Yoochun let his hands run up Yunho’s chest, raking over nipples with a careful degree of harshness until they curved all the way around Yunho’s shoulders and he was lying on top of Yunho in the sand.
They kissed lazily, licking at each other’s lips and pulling kisses like plucking flowers. When Yoochun had his fill he straightened again and titled his head to the side, looking down at Yunho through thick lashes.
“Those shorts must be uncomfortable, wouldn’t it feel good to just feel sand?” Yunho caught the smirk playing on pink puffy lips and licked his own.
“That would be great.” Yunho nodded, wanting nothing more then to have Yoochun flat on his back, the hot sand burning his sensitive skin.
The weight was gone and he felt suddenly cold without the other’s heat pressed tightly into his lap. It wasn’t gone for long, he watched as Yoochun swung his legs around, so he was facing the ocean and Yunho could see the bumps that ran up his back; his spine hidden only by a paper-thin layer of skin.
He watched intently as the muscles in his shoulder moved, Yoochun was bending forwards and tugging at Yunho’s swim trunks. He lifted himself as far as he could, careful not to buck Yoochun off his stomach. They were down at his knees in moments and it felt good to be free. The sun touched his skin and, so did Yoochun’s warm hands.
Flopping back into the sand Yunho let Yoochun do his work, massaging at the soft skin, prodding it with long fingers. Yunho groaned, and his hands rose again, this time the only thing to grab was the other’s upraised ass.
“Ah.” Yoochun said softly, faltering when large warm hands cupped him, kneading firmly. “That feels good.”
“Take off your swim trunks and I can make it feel better.” He ran his fingers along the rim of Yoochun’s swim shorts, brushing all the fine hairs there and making the other boy shiver.
“I bet you can.” He answered teasingly, but he was up in a flash, pushing the fabric off his bony hips and wiggling out of them, barely bothering to untie the string holding them on.
He stood bared for a moment, and the breeze ruffled his messy hair, the brown catching the sun and shimmering in all the colours of fall. Red, orange, and yellow, and he was smiling, his already sensual pink lips wet and swollen from harsh kissing. His pale skin was given a hint of colour by the sun, and Yunho wanted to gobble him down.
He descended on Yunho again just as desperate to pull pleasure as the other. They found their positions again easily, they wanted, and needed it. Yoochun was lying beside Yunho, turning Yunho slightly on his side so they were face to face so to speak.
Holding Yunho’s hips steady, he licked at the other’s head, tasting the leaking ejaculate gathered there at the tip. Yunho hissed, wanting Yoochun to get it over with but loving the sweet torture the other boy was putting him through. Sweat made sand stick to his skin, but he didn’t really mind.
Not when Yoochun took the head in his mouth and began to swirl his tongue.
The world momentarily dissolved into gains of sand, and slipped through his fingers. He held one of Yoochun’s slender ankles in his grasp, moaning. He realized the virtue of their position a few moments later. He ran his fingers along the soft smooth skin of inner thighs and legs parted for him, his body turning into the touch, the two boys twisting around each other share the pleasure.
With a deep breath, he held Yoochun’s slender cock with one hand and descended on it with his mouth. There was a jolt and Yoochun’s moan was swallowed by the flesh of Yunho’s inner thigh. He continued to stroke the older boy with his hand, panting and reeling from the sensation of hot mouth on his tender skin. It was almost burning.
The oral assault was doubled, Yunho using his throat, tongue and lips to give as much pleasure as he received. The waves of bliss crashing between the two of them only grew higher and higher as they suckled each other closer to release.
Closer, closer, the waves were up to his chest, not quite crashing over his head and he was so close that it almost hurt. The pressure was building, and Yoochun was moaning around the cock in his mouth Yunho had to struggle to keep control. Yoochun must have knew he was close because he cupped Yunho’s balls, using his hand to spread legs wider, he rolled them around, tugging gently and it was all Yunho could take.
He let Yoochun slip from his mouth and made a strangled gasping noise, gripping Yoochun’s hip tightly as he emptied himself in the smaller boy’s mouth.
“Ahh.” Yunho moaned lying on his back on the sand, letting the tide going out now pull him with it. The urge to close his eyes while he caught his breath was too strong. The sun beat down on his eyelids and he heard a pathetic whimpering sound, prying open his eyes he looked at Yoochun.
The younger boy was sitting cross-legged, fisting himself and muffling his whimpers with the wrist of one hand in his mouth.
“I wouldn’t leave you hanging.” Yunho murmured crawling over and spreading the boy’s legs for him.
“Ohh.” Yoochun was beyond speech, and Yunho knew the look well, Yoochun was desperate. Kneeling he took Yoochun in his mouth again, suckling hard and twisting his tongue against it. Yunho pushed Yoochun a little to he was resting on his elbows, and his legs were splayed to either side, bent at the knee. With one hand he pinned Yoochun’s slender hips to the ground and the other pushed their way past his abused lips.
Using the saliva as a bit of lubricant he pushed one finger deep into the tight body of the slim boy.
Yoochun screeched, thrashing as he came hard into Yunho’s mouth. It burned, but he swallowed each load, suckling to collect every last drop.
When he pulled away Yoochun flopped like a rag doll on the sand.
“Yunnie,” He sad affectionately, “I think I just might love you-“
“Yunho.”
“Yunho.”
“Oh god, five more minutes.” Yunho moaned swatting at the hand that was shaking his shoulder.
“Yunho, it’s your turn to go in for make-up.”
“Go away Jae.” He tried to swat the other boy away again without success.
“Yunho damn it, get up before I kick your ass.” Jae snarled, and Yunho glared up at him through the messy fringe of his bangs. “Now, get your ass into make-up so we can get on with this and go home already.”
“Alright.” Yunho rubbed the sleep from his eyes and sat up, he had crashed on one of the cots that some tech had so lovingly set up so he could catch a few winks before they shot some photos.
Yunho stood beside Yoochun on the beach, the sun beat down on his back and Yunho reflected on his paradise. The waves lapped at the beach, and the sand got in his sandals. He thought that he could recall what he imagined it felt like stuck to sweaty heaving bodies.
“Yoochun, look a little more sexy, Yunho tilt your head a bit, your sunglasses are giving off too much glare.”
Both boys scrambled to comply, and Yoochun gave a sultry look at the camera, Yunho wanted to gobble him up.
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