Now Boarding
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samfrack Title: Now Boarding
Rating: R
Pairing: Kiseung&& 2Jun (not too much in this chapter)
Genre: AU! Pilots.
Word Count: 2,411
Chapter: 1/? (I honestly don’t know I’m just writing to write)
Summary: Inspired by the “Let It Snow” teaser, Hyunseung and Kikwang are busy airline pilots caught in the loneliness of being unable to make long lasting connections.
“So where you headed tonight?” The tie around his neck comes loose as he slips his hands under a white button up. Tongue passing over his own plump lips as he feels the smooth skin under his finger tips.
“Do you always have to ask the same question?” Hyunseung is impatient, that’s no surprise. Their time together is limited but Kikwang likes the sound of Hyunseung’s voice. There’s just something relaxing to it, he needs that before he can spend another sleepless night in a cock pit.
“We don’t have anything else to talk about.”
“Jupiter. I’m flying to Jupiter.” Hyunseung tugs at Kikwang’s shirt trying to rip it open but Kikwang stops him. Lightly shoving Hyunseung’s hands away to open the shirt himself. Pushing it aside along with the green jacket Hyunseung hasn’t given him a chance to remove.
“You have a long flight ahead of you.” Kikwang gives a dry laugh only to end in a pleased sigh as Hyunseung’s knee moves between his legs.
“I’ll pick up some cheese from the moon for you on the way.” Kikwang’s fingers dance over the buttons of Hyunseung’s shirt, struggling to slide them out of place. The task may have been easier if Hyunseung wasn’t rubbing his thigh so earnestly against his arousal. Their clothes aren’t even off yet and Kikwang already feels like he’s going to explode. It’s just the reminder of how Hyunseung can move his body, like ocean waves, all fluid and strong. As if his hips have a mind of their own. Just the thought draws a soft groan out of Kikwang.
“Did you lock the door?” A muffled reply that’s possibly a yes against the column of his throat is all Kikwang receives. Hyunseung is far too into the fact that their bare chests are now pressed together. It doesn’t matter if someone walks in or not they have eye lids they can close. And if they don’t, he doesn’t really care.
The flight will be a long one. He won’t be able to come back overnight. Like all the other times he’ll sleep in some vague hotel on a small bed with a flight attendant nearby. Some nameless person that will either pretend he doesn’t exist or be just another one night wasted. No one tastes as sweet as Kikwang. Feels as good against his body. All hard muscles and baby smooth skin that really shouldn’t be as great a combination as they are. The same could be said for his hands and face. It’s fascinated Hyunseung since they met. The face of an angel but the rough hands of a man.
He delights in feeling them run along his back. Finger tips pressing lightly to the ridges of his spine so that Hyunseung arches forward, pressing more into Kikwang while bringing his leg down. Shifting their bodies so that hips align and they’re reward with the press of straining bulges.
They know nothing of each other but their names, professions and what makes the other moan. Hyunseung has never even bothered to ask Kikwang how old he is. It doesn’t really matter. His hands shakes as he moves them between their grinding bodies to Kikwang’s belt. Rushing to get it off but Kikwang won’t stay still long enough for him to get a good grip on it.
“I have to get it off.” Hyunseung pressed Kikwang’s hips against the wall. A small hiss passes Kikwang’s lips as the cool tile of the bathroom wall touches against the bare skin of his shoulders. Jacket and shirt still hanging off his arms and he doubts he’ll get a chance to take them off as Hyunseung unbuckles his belt. Kikwang does the same for Hyunseung and grips the older man’s pants tugging them down with practiced ease. Hyunseung doesn’t even laugh anymore at the ridiculous colors Kikwang’s underwear seem to come in, their an almost neon green today. They don’t stay on Kikwang long as Hyunseung shoves them down with his pants. Pressing his body forward shortly after to revel in the feel of skin on skin.
“Hyunseung,” he purrs the name making Hyunseung shudder against him, “my flight is in twenty minutes.” Hyunseung nods in response already knowing how little time they have. Hyunseung lightly smacks one of Kikwang’s thighs, the signal understood and followed right away. Kikwang steps out of one pant leg to hitch his leg up onto Hyunseung’s side. The other gripped by the older man and tugged up so Kikwang’s legs are wrapped around Hyunseung’s waist. The wall and Hyunseung’s body the only thing keeping Kikwang from hitting the floor.
Hyunseung’s hands moved back to grasp one round cheek in each hand. Even with all the times they’ve been together like this Kikwang still manages to get shy at the touch of the hands on his rear. Hyunseung tilts his head back a little bit as Kikwang starts to nuzzle at his neck. He knows that it’s only being done so Kikwang can hide the blush that crossed his face.
“For your sake I hope your flight’s not a bumpy one.” With no hesitation Hyunseung thrust forward into Kikwang’s unprepared body. Kikwang’s hands cling to Hyunseung’s back as he presses his mouth to the older man’s shoulder. Teeth leaving indents on the skin. His back is pressed more against the wall as Hyunseung’s hands move onto the wall, sliding his own legs apart a little to bring himself and Kikwang lower down. Body balanced and only still to give Kikwang a moment to adjust.
“Move.”
“You sure.”
“Hyunseung.”
“Gotta be sure, you know don’t want you complaining later about how your intestines fell out and…”
“Move!”
“All right, no need to yell.”
“You j… ah!” Kikwang clung tighter to Hyunseung, arms and legs squeezing at the older man’s body but it didn’t stop the fast motions of Hyunseung’s body. Kikwang is panting against Hyunseung’s neck as his body slides up against the wall. Sweat already sliding down his skin in glistening beads that leave a slick sound echoing in the bathroom. Their kisses are sloppy and wet, tongues and teeth colliding in desperation. Kikwang’s feet smacking Hyunseung’s rear each time his body comes back down against the older male.
Stealing each one another’s breath as Kikwang’s hands slide up into Hyunseung’s hair. Moaning helplessly against hungry lips as Hyunseung rolls his own body to rub against Kikwang’s trapped arousal just before each thrust. Having so much control that Kikwang can barely even keep up with Hyunseung. He’s just along for the ride, just like every time they end up like this needing one another in a bathroom. They never meet outside of the bathroom. Outside of shared pleasure and hot bodies.
Kikwang wants to leave his mark. Even if Hyunseung will never think of him outside the bathroom he wants others to know he was there. There in Hyunseung’s embrace as the normally silent pilot grunts and whines Kikwang’s name. He ducks his head down to wrap his kiss bruised lips right under Hyunseung’s protruding Adam’s apple. Sucking at the skin in an almost vicious manner that earns him a slap of Hyunseung’s pelvis against his naked bottom. Kikwang’s eyes cross for an instant at the electric tingle Hyunseung sends through his body.
Moving his head back to stare at the angry red mark he made on the porcelain skin. Satisfied with his work as he goes back to devouring Hyunseung’s lips. Muffling his enraptured cries against a pliant mouth. Finger nails dig into the flesh of his thighs, Hyunseung is close. He always brings his hands down when the pressure starts to build up in him. Kikwang knows his body so well but that’s all he knows. Just like the familiar feeling of heat rushing into him sends him into a frenzy it’s all familiar.
They stand together, heaving chests pressed closer as Hyunseung’s chin rest on Kikwang’s shoulder. It’s always fast, they have to worry about making their flights. Even so they always try to squeeze together when they see they’ve both clocked in on the same day. Just like every ending Kikwang has so many things he wants to ask Hyunseung but he says nothing of them. Instead he sighs softly when Hyunseung helps him put his feet on the ground. Smiling like a fool as he’s tugged forward by his loose tie, kisses planted on the corners of his mouth.
“When do you fly back in?” It’s the only question Kikwang will allow himself to make as he leans back against the sink, Hyunseung cleans him up with a wet paper towel against his stomach. He’s considerate enough to make sure it’s warm. Once he’s also cleaned and appropriately dressed he stands before the mirror to fix at his hair, messing with the fringe at the front.
“No idea. Might not touch Korea again for a few weeks. Holidays and all.”
“Yeah. I’ve got a few internationals booked myself. Some private flights too. Hoping to get something good for my mother this year, last minute as usual.” Hyunseung stares at him for a moment, Kikwang giving him an awkward smile.
“Guess I’ll see you around.” Kikwang nods and parts his lips as if he wants to say more. Hyunseung is nearly at the door when Kikwang moves forward and catches his arm. Kiss bruised lips pressed together as he hesitates to speak then slowly releases Hyunseung’s arm.
“I.. I have New Year’s Eve off, want to spend it together?” Beyond the bathroom they have never spoken. They’ve never even managed to stay in the employee lounge for a decent five minute conversation. With Kikwang and Hyunseung everything happens in the bathroom and Hyunseung doubts they can be anything out of it’s tiled walls and dingy floors. Shaking his head Hyunseung rubs his arm along where Kikwang’s touch still lingers.
“Busy that day. Later.” He spares a brush of lips before walking out the door. Leaving Kikwang standing in the bathroom looking down at the floor. The passion is spent so there’s no reason to look back. Yet Hyunseung as usual stood back to watch Kikwang board his flight. Standing at the terminal to stare out the glass until Kikwang’s plane disappears in the darkness of the night. He has no idea when they’ll meet each other again.
“Yah, pilot Jang you’re not in the clouds yet so let’s get a move on.” Hyunseung rolls his eyes as he sees the reflection of his co-pilot in the glass.
“Pilot Jang? Still mad I scored better than you?” Doojoon rolls his eyes and turns to flip Hyunseung the bird over his shoulder. Even so Hyunseung follows after him with a smug look on his face. Doojoon was one of those people with a vast amount of knowledge on everything useless. Why he decided to be a pilot Hyunseung will never know? Though a good hint comes from the fact that Doojoon always begs to be booked to flights that a certain tattooed flight attendant will be present for.
He and Kikwang don’t have that kind of connection so he finds it hard to understand. The way Doojoon’s eyes light up as he puts his arm around the trim waist of the flight attendant who once told Hyunseung to call him Joker. That he’ll never understand either but the bigger mystery is the open affection Doojoon shows to the younger man. Hyunseung could never do that with Kikwang outside of the bathroom.
It has all to do with the fact that he’s never bothered to learn what Kikwang likes outside of being fucked up against a cold wall. Nothing else has ever really mattered. He’s not even sure how things began with Kikwang and doesn’t really want to go down that route. All he can remember is being upset about something and there was Kikwang to offer comfort. Kikwang’s arms, Kikwang’s body and the sweet noises that fell from his lips that first day in one of the many bathrooms that would leave them parting satiated.
“Pilot Jang, I’m starting to worry for the sake of my life here. If I kick you hard enough will you come back to the ground?” He must have really been lost to his thoughts to not have noticed Doojoon’s arm move from a grumbling flight attendant’s shoulders to his own. Leaning forward a little Hyunseung can see it hasn’t moved off the flight attendant he’s just been graced with the other arm.
“Yeah you know we’re putting our lives in your hands right? I’m really not feeling secure in that fact either.” Hyunseung rolls his eyes. He can see why Doojoon and Junhyung do so well together. Junhyung will always back up whatever Doojoon says when it doesn‘t have to do with himself.
“Would you feel better if I let Doojoon take the main controls?”
“Hell no, I’d jump off the flight right now.” Junhyung’s face is totally serious and Doojoon makes them all stop walking for a moment. Hyunseung ducks under Doojoon’s arm, making a quick get away as he can hear the pair arguing behind him. As much as Doojoon showers Junhyung with affection they argue just the same. Junhyung’s not the affectionate type just the sort to shrug it off or blush when he thinks no one is looking. Still even with the unofficial thing they have going they’re far more stable than Hyunseung and Kikwang. Can they even be called having something when all they do is fuck in bathrooms? Hyunseung sighs and rubs the back of his head. Most likely not but he’ll take what he can get when it comes to Kikwang. If it’s just random fucks in restrooms so be it. He rather have that bit of him than nothing at all.
Rating: R
Pairing: Kiseung&& 2Jun (not too much in this chapter)
Genre: AU! Pilots.
Word Count: 2,411
Chapter: 1/? (I honestly don’t know I’m just writing to write)
Summary: Inspired by the “Let It Snow” teaser, Hyunseung and Kikwang are busy airline pilots caught in the loneliness of being unable to make long lasting connections.
“So where you headed tonight?” The tie around his neck comes loose as he slips his hands under a white button up. Tongue passing over his own plump lips as he feels the smooth skin under his finger tips.
“Do you always have to ask the same question?” Hyunseung is impatient, that’s no surprise. Their time together is limited but Kikwang likes the sound of Hyunseung’s voice. There’s just something relaxing to it, he needs that before he can spend another sleepless night in a cock pit.
“We don’t have anything else to talk about.”
“Jupiter. I’m flying to Jupiter.” Hyunseung tugs at Kikwang’s shirt trying to rip it open but Kikwang stops him. Lightly shoving Hyunseung’s hands away to open the shirt himself. Pushing it aside along with the green jacket Hyunseung hasn’t given him a chance to remove.
“You have a long flight ahead of you.” Kikwang gives a dry laugh only to end in a pleased sigh as Hyunseung’s knee moves between his legs.
“I’ll pick up some cheese from the moon for you on the way.” Kikwang’s fingers dance over the buttons of Hyunseung’s shirt, struggling to slide them out of place. The task may have been easier if Hyunseung wasn’t rubbing his thigh so earnestly against his arousal. Their clothes aren’t even off yet and Kikwang already feels like he’s going to explode. It’s just the reminder of how Hyunseung can move his body, like ocean waves, all fluid and strong. As if his hips have a mind of their own. Just the thought draws a soft groan out of Kikwang.
“Did you lock the door?” A muffled reply that’s possibly a yes against the column of his throat is all Kikwang receives. Hyunseung is far too into the fact that their bare chests are now pressed together. It doesn’t matter if someone walks in or not they have eye lids they can close. And if they don’t, he doesn’t really care.
The flight will be a long one. He won’t be able to come back overnight. Like all the other times he’ll sleep in some vague hotel on a small bed with a flight attendant nearby. Some nameless person that will either pretend he doesn’t exist or be just another one night wasted. No one tastes as sweet as Kikwang. Feels as good against his body. All hard muscles and baby smooth skin that really shouldn’t be as great a combination as they are. The same could be said for his hands and face. It’s fascinated Hyunseung since they met. The face of an angel but the rough hands of a man.
He delights in feeling them run along his back. Finger tips pressing lightly to the ridges of his spine so that Hyunseung arches forward, pressing more into Kikwang while bringing his leg down. Shifting their bodies so that hips align and they’re reward with the press of straining bulges.
They know nothing of each other but their names, professions and what makes the other moan. Hyunseung has never even bothered to ask Kikwang how old he is. It doesn’t really matter. His hands shakes as he moves them between their grinding bodies to Kikwang’s belt. Rushing to get it off but Kikwang won’t stay still long enough for him to get a good grip on it.
“I have to get it off.” Hyunseung pressed Kikwang’s hips against the wall. A small hiss passes Kikwang’s lips as the cool tile of the bathroom wall touches against the bare skin of his shoulders. Jacket and shirt still hanging off his arms and he doubts he’ll get a chance to take them off as Hyunseung unbuckles his belt. Kikwang does the same for Hyunseung and grips the older man’s pants tugging them down with practiced ease. Hyunseung doesn’t even laugh anymore at the ridiculous colors Kikwang’s underwear seem to come in, their an almost neon green today. They don’t stay on Kikwang long as Hyunseung shoves them down with his pants. Pressing his body forward shortly after to revel in the feel of skin on skin.
“Hyunseung,” he purrs the name making Hyunseung shudder against him, “my flight is in twenty minutes.” Hyunseung nods in response already knowing how little time they have. Hyunseung lightly smacks one of Kikwang’s thighs, the signal understood and followed right away. Kikwang steps out of one pant leg to hitch his leg up onto Hyunseung’s side. The other gripped by the older man and tugged up so Kikwang’s legs are wrapped around Hyunseung’s waist. The wall and Hyunseung’s body the only thing keeping Kikwang from hitting the floor.
Hyunseung’s hands moved back to grasp one round cheek in each hand. Even with all the times they’ve been together like this Kikwang still manages to get shy at the touch of the hands on his rear. Hyunseung tilts his head back a little bit as Kikwang starts to nuzzle at his neck. He knows that it’s only being done so Kikwang can hide the blush that crossed his face.
“For your sake I hope your flight’s not a bumpy one.” With no hesitation Hyunseung thrust forward into Kikwang’s unprepared body. Kikwang’s hands cling to Hyunseung’s back as he presses his mouth to the older man’s shoulder. Teeth leaving indents on the skin. His back is pressed more against the wall as Hyunseung’s hands move onto the wall, sliding his own legs apart a little to bring himself and Kikwang lower down. Body balanced and only still to give Kikwang a moment to adjust.
“Move.”
“You sure.”
“Hyunseung.”
“Gotta be sure, you know don’t want you complaining later about how your intestines fell out and…”
“Move!”
“All right, no need to yell.”
“You j… ah!” Kikwang clung tighter to Hyunseung, arms and legs squeezing at the older man’s body but it didn’t stop the fast motions of Hyunseung’s body. Kikwang is panting against Hyunseung’s neck as his body slides up against the wall. Sweat already sliding down his skin in glistening beads that leave a slick sound echoing in the bathroom. Their kisses are sloppy and wet, tongues and teeth colliding in desperation. Kikwang’s feet smacking Hyunseung’s rear each time his body comes back down against the older male.
Stealing each one another’s breath as Kikwang’s hands slide up into Hyunseung’s hair. Moaning helplessly against hungry lips as Hyunseung rolls his own body to rub against Kikwang’s trapped arousal just before each thrust. Having so much control that Kikwang can barely even keep up with Hyunseung. He’s just along for the ride, just like every time they end up like this needing one another in a bathroom. They never meet outside of the bathroom. Outside of shared pleasure and hot bodies.
Kikwang wants to leave his mark. Even if Hyunseung will never think of him outside the bathroom he wants others to know he was there. There in Hyunseung’s embrace as the normally silent pilot grunts and whines Kikwang’s name. He ducks his head down to wrap his kiss bruised lips right under Hyunseung’s protruding Adam’s apple. Sucking at the skin in an almost vicious manner that earns him a slap of Hyunseung’s pelvis against his naked bottom. Kikwang’s eyes cross for an instant at the electric tingle Hyunseung sends through his body.
Moving his head back to stare at the angry red mark he made on the porcelain skin. Satisfied with his work as he goes back to devouring Hyunseung’s lips. Muffling his enraptured cries against a pliant mouth. Finger nails dig into the flesh of his thighs, Hyunseung is close. He always brings his hands down when the pressure starts to build up in him. Kikwang knows his body so well but that’s all he knows. Just like the familiar feeling of heat rushing into him sends him into a frenzy it’s all familiar.
They stand together, heaving chests pressed closer as Hyunseung’s chin rest on Kikwang’s shoulder. It’s always fast, they have to worry about making their flights. Even so they always try to squeeze together when they see they’ve both clocked in on the same day. Just like every ending Kikwang has so many things he wants to ask Hyunseung but he says nothing of them. Instead he sighs softly when Hyunseung helps him put his feet on the ground. Smiling like a fool as he’s tugged forward by his loose tie, kisses planted on the corners of his mouth.
“When do you fly back in?” It’s the only question Kikwang will allow himself to make as he leans back against the sink, Hyunseung cleans him up with a wet paper towel against his stomach. He’s considerate enough to make sure it’s warm. Once he’s also cleaned and appropriately dressed he stands before the mirror to fix at his hair, messing with the fringe at the front.
“No idea. Might not touch Korea again for a few weeks. Holidays and all.”
“Yeah. I’ve got a few internationals booked myself. Some private flights too. Hoping to get something good for my mother this year, last minute as usual.” Hyunseung stares at him for a moment, Kikwang giving him an awkward smile.
“Guess I’ll see you around.” Kikwang nods and parts his lips as if he wants to say more. Hyunseung is nearly at the door when Kikwang moves forward and catches his arm. Kiss bruised lips pressed together as he hesitates to speak then slowly releases Hyunseung’s arm.
“I.. I have New Year’s Eve off, want to spend it together?” Beyond the bathroom they have never spoken. They’ve never even managed to stay in the employee lounge for a decent five minute conversation. With Kikwang and Hyunseung everything happens in the bathroom and Hyunseung doubts they can be anything out of it’s tiled walls and dingy floors. Shaking his head Hyunseung rubs his arm along where Kikwang’s touch still lingers.
“Busy that day. Later.” He spares a brush of lips before walking out the door. Leaving Kikwang standing in the bathroom looking down at the floor. The passion is spent so there’s no reason to look back. Yet Hyunseung as usual stood back to watch Kikwang board his flight. Standing at the terminal to stare out the glass until Kikwang’s plane disappears in the darkness of the night. He has no idea when they’ll meet each other again.
“Yah, pilot Jang you’re not in the clouds yet so let’s get a move on.” Hyunseung rolls his eyes as he sees the reflection of his co-pilot in the glass.
“Pilot Jang? Still mad I scored better than you?” Doojoon rolls his eyes and turns to flip Hyunseung the bird over his shoulder. Even so Hyunseung follows after him with a smug look on his face. Doojoon was one of those people with a vast amount of knowledge on everything useless. Why he decided to be a pilot Hyunseung will never know? Though a good hint comes from the fact that Doojoon always begs to be booked to flights that a certain tattooed flight attendant will be present for.
He and Kikwang don’t have that kind of connection so he finds it hard to understand. The way Doojoon’s eyes light up as he puts his arm around the trim waist of the flight attendant who once told Hyunseung to call him Joker. That he’ll never understand either but the bigger mystery is the open affection Doojoon shows to the younger man. Hyunseung could never do that with Kikwang outside of the bathroom.
It has all to do with the fact that he’s never bothered to learn what Kikwang likes outside of being fucked up against a cold wall. Nothing else has ever really mattered. He’s not even sure how things began with Kikwang and doesn’t really want to go down that route. All he can remember is being upset about something and there was Kikwang to offer comfort. Kikwang’s arms, Kikwang’s body and the sweet noises that fell from his lips that first day in one of the many bathrooms that would leave them parting satiated.
“Pilot Jang, I’m starting to worry for the sake of my life here. If I kick you hard enough will you come back to the ground?” He must have really been lost to his thoughts to not have noticed Doojoon’s arm move from a grumbling flight attendant’s shoulders to his own. Leaning forward a little Hyunseung can see it hasn’t moved off the flight attendant he’s just been graced with the other arm.
“Yeah you know we’re putting our lives in your hands right? I’m really not feeling secure in that fact either.” Hyunseung rolls his eyes. He can see why Doojoon and Junhyung do so well together. Junhyung will always back up whatever Doojoon says when it doesn‘t have to do with himself.
“Would you feel better if I let Doojoon take the main controls?”
“Hell no, I’d jump off the flight right now.” Junhyung’s face is totally serious and Doojoon makes them all stop walking for a moment. Hyunseung ducks under Doojoon’s arm, making a quick get away as he can hear the pair arguing behind him. As much as Doojoon showers Junhyung with affection they argue just the same. Junhyung’s not the affectionate type just the sort to shrug it off or blush when he thinks no one is looking. Still even with the unofficial thing they have going they’re far more stable than Hyunseung and Kikwang. Can they even be called having something when all they do is fuck in bathrooms? Hyunseung sighs and rubs the back of his head. Most likely not but he’ll take what he can get when it comes to Kikwang. If it’s just random fucks in restrooms so be it. He rather have that bit of him than nothing at all.
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Date: 2011-01-06 06:48 pm (UTC)FUCK YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH
wanna spam at you like a bitch son
Date: 2011-01-06 06:53 pm (UTC)BUT I'LL CONTROL MYSELF.
i already read it but i care not. twas wonderfulllllllll. and sexehhhhhh and buenisimoooooooo like delicious food you're a dick and don't like~
Re: wanna spam at you like a bitch son
Date: 2011-01-06 06:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-06 08:05 pm (UTC)It's amazing, seriously =D
I mean Kiseung in AU is like WOW~
Great Job Sweetie ^_^
You've won yourself a stalker for this fic xP
I can't wait until you update =)
Much appreciated Sweetie~<3333333
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Date: 2011-01-07 12:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-06 10:43 pm (UTC)I am always happy to see my OTP get written... and this was a delicious AU... loved it, good job ♥
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Date: 2011-01-06 10:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-07 12:17 am (UTC)UNF-worthy. I never did like Hyunseung being top but but but.....fffffffffff this is too hot to resist. *w*
I have no relevant words to say cause it all just died.
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Date: 2011-01-07 12:23 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-01-07 04:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-07 02:47 pm (UTC)..i dont think i'd trust doojoon either O.O LOLOL
oooh im so excited to see how kiseung's relationship develops :)
update soon!
&hearts
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Date: 2011-01-16 03:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-07 08:41 pm (UTC)My two favourites pairings here and so so so well written!
I will look forward for more :D
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Date: 2011-01-16 03:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-07 09:53 pm (UTC)Thank you so much for writing some Kiseung related to it! <3
Update soon I can't wait!!
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Date: 2011-01-16 03:39 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-01-11 03:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-16 03:39 am (UTC)finally!
Date: 2011-01-28 09:14 pm (UTC)*sighs* it goes beyond me. i mean, look at hyunseung when he dances: he's pure sex; and you ust know that his inexpressive exterior conceals a turmoil of feelings. and kikwang to the mix and you just can not stay at the blushing stage!
then let it snow came out and it was so suggestive with kiseung giving their all and hyunseung rolling his hips like i would understand if it was prohibited in korea *_*
serously, i thought it would be raining at least r-rated fics... how wrong was i. i was about to give and write a fic myself then i saw yours. and really, thank you for it. it had the right amount of sexiness and angst to promise an great story!
/end of rant.
It’s just the reminder of how Hyunseung can move his body, like ocean waves, all fluid and strong. As if his hips have a mind of their own.
you pwned me with this.
ok, now i'm going to read chater 2 because seriously, chapter 1 felt way too short X3
Re: finally!
Date: 2011-01-28 09:50 pm (UTC)Thank you for the comment.