Title: Closet Getaway [One-shot]
Genre: Smut, PWP
Summary: We all know closets are made for storage; whether it’d be shoes, clothes or whatsoever. But as for Kyuhyun, closets are places in which, “other things”, rather than storage, should be done.
A/N: BECAUSE KYUMIN SHIPPERS DESERVE KYUMIN SMUT THESE DAYS.
“You are my problem, bunny” Kyuhyun spat, fighting the building urges he was having this very moment. Seeing Sungmin in a state like this; legs wide apart and folded, the sleeve of his dress slipping on one shoulder and the look of innocence on his face quite made his cock twitch and had an early morning arousal. “I repeat. You are my problem, Sungmin”
“Me? What did I do?” Sungmin slyly opened his legs more, pushing his back to the now reclined pile of clothes behind him as he continued to stare at the maknae with batting eyelashes. “Is it because of this?” he then placed a hand on the already fallen sleeve of his one-piece dress, but instead of pulling it back up, he languidly started to push it down, revealing more of the smooth and flawless skin of his shoulder and arm.
“Or this?” he dryly added yet again, this time lifting one side of his gown as he showed the unblemished flesh of his honey thighs, “Fuck, don’t tease me” Kyuhyun growled, gritting his teeth in between whilst his eyes feasted on the tender piece of eye-catch stripping beneath him. “Oh Kyuhyun, I can read you nice and clear~” Sungmin murmured, sweeping his legs closer as he stood up to place both hands on Kyuhyun’s bare chest.
“Is this why you brought me here? To keep me all to yourself? So that you could pound that hardened cock of yours into my tight ass and fuck me until I can’t stand? Is that it? Or you can suck me whole, swallow everything I release to your mouth; bite me, lick me dry…devour me, eat me…is that what you wanted to do?” by now, Sungmin has successfully removed Kyuhyun’s top, leaving the taller male clad only on his sweat pants with a very unpleasant erection seeping the thick cloth.
“I actually don’t mind waking the others Kyuhyun-ah…let them hear me scream your name. My moans, my pants…everything that needs to be heard, let them hear it,” Sungmin said, gliding his soft hands to Kyuhyun’s firm arms. Kyuhyun glared at him, hissing at one point when Sungmin ran his hands down to his chest, flicking his nipples before settling down at his toned stomach, “Don’t make me take you against that rack behind you, Minnie…I won’t go easy” he warned, balling his hands into fists at the sight of Sungmin plastering a sexy smirk across his perfectly shaped lips.
“Then I’ll make you…I’ll make you fuck me so hard that I won’t be able to remember my own name. I’ll make you suck me ‘til I can’t come…make you hard again just by moaning your na—mmph!” the other was cut off, catching him off guard by a pair of lips crashing down on his and harshly opening his mouth with the use of an impatient tongue.