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chineseinkI have had too much caffeine today, and it manifested by trying to cram plot into this. I cut it out and made this PWP, dammit, because I don't have time for anything beyond this. Girl!Kibum because I've been needing het smut for-fucking-ever. Also, stop judging, no other pairing makes me want to write smut the way KiHae does alskdhf.
Hiatusing. :|
some like it hot
Super Junior, Donghae/girl!Kibum, NC-17, 460 words
AU. They meet, of course, in a club. But names are of secondary importance in this encounter.
He makes her come twice the night they meet.
He makes her come once before he learns her name, and the second time she shudders in his arms, he's tracing the hangeul for Ki and Bum against her clit with his tongue. He licks her up with long, languid strokes as her pale thighs tremble under his hands. Her skirt falls in a crumpled waterfall of fabric against his hair, bunched up against her waist. He grins as he strokes her one last time and shifts back on the balls of his feet before smoothly rolling his body up so he's standing.
Her eyes are dark and her face flushed as he leans in and kisses her, thrusting his tongue suggestively into her mouth. A moan escapes her, throaty and raw, and he instinctively rocks his hips against her.
She can taste herself in his mouth, he knows, and it sparks a slow burn in his belly when she moans again, clearly turned on by the fact.
"Hey," he whispers damply against her cheek, pushing his hips forward.
She takes the hint and looks at him from under knowing, lidded eyes as she unzips him and slides her hand against his straining arousal. He groans as she tightens her grip and pulls, lightly. A corner of her mouth tilts up.
Her motions are a little inexperienced, clumsy and slightly hesitant at times, but he guides her with nips against her neck, hoarse and panted murmurs against her ear, approving noises hummed against her lips. She makes him come with her hand alone, kissing him and swallowing his low cry as he jerks against her and spills hot into her palm.
He doesn't tell her his name when they part, but he doesn't need to. His face is on the cover of every other magazine, plastered online and rerun on television. Lee Donghae, Korea's darling. Star of the music industry. Prince of every girl's dreams. She promises her silence with a small, rueful smile and he believes her without question. He kisses her goodbye, his hand sneaking up to fondle a breast. She allows it, spilling a shivery whimper into his mouth when his thumb brushes over a taut nipple, and he knows she is not as experienced as she pretends to be.
He hopes he leaves her with a good memory, he thinks later, ducking out of the shadows of the club and into a nondescript company car. He dreams about her that night, her brilliant white smile and the way it disappears as her eyes glaze over with pleasure, her folds wet and slick and hot against his searching fingers.
Kim Kibum, Donghae remembers in the morning, so hard he aches. He wonders if he'll ever run into her again.
--
Started/Finished: 2009.10.26
Notes: Written listening to Britney's Blackout album, basically. This and this particularly. Also, goddammit, maybe I will continue this if I need another porn break during this unending week.
Hiatusing. :|
some like it hot
Super Junior, Donghae/girl!Kibum, NC-17, 460 words
AU. They meet, of course, in a club. But names are of secondary importance in this encounter.
He makes her come twice the night they meet.
He makes her come once before he learns her name, and the second time she shudders in his arms, he's tracing the hangeul for Ki and Bum against her clit with his tongue. He licks her up with long, languid strokes as her pale thighs tremble under his hands. Her skirt falls in a crumpled waterfall of fabric against his hair, bunched up against her waist. He grins as he strokes her one last time and shifts back on the balls of his feet before smoothly rolling his body up so he's standing.
Her eyes are dark and her face flushed as he leans in and kisses her, thrusting his tongue suggestively into her mouth. A moan escapes her, throaty and raw, and he instinctively rocks his hips against her.
She can taste herself in his mouth, he knows, and it sparks a slow burn in his belly when she moans again, clearly turned on by the fact.
"Hey," he whispers damply against her cheek, pushing his hips forward.
She takes the hint and looks at him from under knowing, lidded eyes as she unzips him and slides her hand against his straining arousal. He groans as she tightens her grip and pulls, lightly. A corner of her mouth tilts up.
Her motions are a little inexperienced, clumsy and slightly hesitant at times, but he guides her with nips against her neck, hoarse and panted murmurs against her ear, approving noises hummed against her lips. She makes him come with her hand alone, kissing him and swallowing his low cry as he jerks against her and spills hot into her palm.
He doesn't tell her his name when they part, but he doesn't need to. His face is on the cover of every other magazine, plastered online and rerun on television. Lee Donghae, Korea's darling. Star of the music industry. Prince of every girl's dreams. She promises her silence with a small, rueful smile and he believes her without question. He kisses her goodbye, his hand sneaking up to fondle a breast. She allows it, spilling a shivery whimper into his mouth when his thumb brushes over a taut nipple, and he knows she is not as experienced as she pretends to be.
He hopes he leaves her with a good memory, he thinks later, ducking out of the shadows of the club and into a nondescript company car. He dreams about her that night, her brilliant white smile and the way it disappears as her eyes glaze over with pleasure, her folds wet and slick and hot against his searching fingers.
Kim Kibum, Donghae remembers in the morning, so hard he aches. He wonders if he'll ever run into her again.
--
Started/Finished: 2009.10.26
Notes: Written listening to Britney's Blackout album, basically. This and this particularly. Also, goddammit, maybe I will continue this if I need another porn break during this unending week.
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