haha.. continuation~~~

NOT YET DONE!!! LOL~





Henwook turn~~


Chocolate syrup~~ hmm.. wat do u think? creative huh.. lol~~~ ^^
SWEET~~!!!! EXPLICIT!!!




Hangeng's cooking skills is a topic most discussed by Super Junior members. Is Beijing Fried Rice the only thing he can cook? It's a mystery, but no one dares to ask the ballerino-kungfu idol. It's too risky for a yes or no question.

"Is Beijing Fried Rice the only thing you can cook, ge ge?" Innocent Henry who has only been with them for quite a short period asks on Friday night during dinner when a hot plate of the said dish is presented in front of him on the dinner table. Everyone at the table gives their youngest member a look of disbelief; everyone except Zhoumi of course, simply because he thinks it tastes good and he isn't as picky as Henry.

"Are you getting tired of it?" Hangeng asks in a serious tone and everyone can sense disaster at bay. Henry picks up his fork and he prods it at the orange shrimp softly and he bites his lower lips with uncertainty before nodding his head at Hangeng and everyone at the table thinks they should run for cover right that very moment, meaning now.

"Okay, Henry. What do you want to eat, then?" Hangeng asks the boy with light brown coloured hair across the table with a calm and happy voice and Kyuhyun chokes on a piece meat while everyone else's jaws drop at the abrupt turn of events. Zhoumi is unaffected.

"Chocolates," Henry squeaks immediately and he smiles wide at his hyung and his eyes are squashed into chinky lines he really looks like a cuddly hamster.

"Henry, you can't have chocolates for dinner. And besides, we have no chocolates at home. You should've gotten some on the way back from the tv station earlier," Hangeng tells Henry and Henry pushes his plate forward as a sign of defiance. He folds his arms and makes the most adorable and powerful pout ever. It's powerful because Hangeng is now thinking over his words and making new decisions.

"It's already 8:00, Henry. The convenience store is six blocks away and I'm not going to allow you to walk that distance alone," Hangeng says in a worried voice but Henry seriously wants some chocolates and if he doesn't get any, there is going to be hell to pay. The thunder growls outside and Hangeng shakes his head and points out that it's going to rain; walking is definitely out of the question.

"It's okay, ge ge. Ryeowook-hyung will drive me!" Henry suggests without a second thought and he hugs his favourite hyung sitting next to him. Ryeowook gives Henry a since-when-did-I-agree-to-that look and Henry grins at him. Hangeng thinks for a moment and he comes up with a decision so easily.

"If Ryeowook takes you with my car, it should be alright, I guess. But Ryeowook, you need to accompany Henry everywhere he goes and make sure the car is in one piece when you get back," Hangeng reminds and Ryeowook is wondering why Hangeng is glaring signs of warning and threats at him. Hangeng spoils Henry too much.

Henry jumps up from his seat like a hyperactive child and he tugs at Ryeowook's shirt impatiently and Ryeowook gets up with a heavy sigh but he isn't really regretting anything. Ryeowook grabs the car keys and his jacket and he chases after his dongsaeng who has left the apartment already.

"Thank you for paying for everything, hyung! You're the greatest hyung ever! No wonder I like you best!" Henry mumbles happily with a popsicle in his mouth and he hugs Ryeowook tightly as the exit the convenience store with a large bag of chocolates and confectionaries.

On the way home, Ryeowook is having a hard time controlling himself because Henry in the passenger's seat next to him is lapping and sucking at his popsicle vigorously and making soft and mewling noises as a sign of contentment and he is so oblivious to how much he is turning on his hyung who is trying his best to ignore him and focus on driving. Henry makes an unintentional but exceptionally loud moan as he licks a thick stripe up the popsicle and Ryeowook's eyes are shifting back and forth from Henry and the road ahead and he is twisting uncomfortably in his seat at how tight his pants has suddenly become. Damn lucky popsicle.

The journey back to the apartment feels like an eternity because Henry didn't stop making those innocent yet erotic noise in the car and Ryeowook begins to wonder how long the popsicle is because Henry doesn't seem to be finishing it no matter how much nibbling, sucking and everything else that can make someone think of dirty things involving that teasing mouth of a naive nineteen year old boy. Ryeowook wants to kill himself for thinking of Henry's mouth doing other things to his popsicle and for getting hard in his seat because of it.

The drive back home only takes 15 minutes and when they reached the apartment and parked the car in their designated parking space, Ryeowook's grip is shaking around the steering wheel, his face pale and he is sweating madly. Henry notices this and he voices his concern.

"Hyung, are you alright? You look terrible," Henry says and he reaches out his free hand to touch Ryeowook's face and an strong shock surges through his entire body straight to his confined hardness when he feels Henry's fingertips touch him lightly. Ryeowook lets out a shaky moan and Henry looks anxious, the half finished popsicle is forgotten in his right hand.

"Hyung?" Henry calls out meekly and Ryeowook scolds himself in his head and he forces himself to pretend that he is okay. He just needs to put up a show until they reach the apartment and he will rush to the bathroom to jerk himself off.

"I'm f-fine, Henry," Ryeowook stammers a little and he turns to give Henry a reassuring smile and Henry doesn't look convinced with his face scrunched up cutely like that and is that melted ice-cream on his lips? Ryeowook swallows hard.

"You have some ice-cream on your lips," Ryeowook says and Henry blushes deep and Ryeowook thinks his going to come from the sight of Henry looking so cute and vulnerable. Ryeowook is so tempted to despoil Henry's innocence makes his erection twitch and his pulse drum wildly inside of him.

Henry sticks out the small tip of his pink tongue and he licks around his lips but he misses the chocolate just barely off the side of his lips and Ryeowook hears his chest make a guttural groan that sounds so desperate even to his own ears. Henry is about to erase the stain with the sleeves of his knitted cream sweater when he feels Ryeowook's hand stopping his arm and looks up at his hyung, surprised to see dark misty eyes staring at him.

"Let me," Ryeowook says huskily and before Henry can react, Ryeowook leans in to kiss Henry on his lips. Henry tries to pull back but Ryeowook follows his movement and he shoves their lips together hard and Henry lets out a soft whimper that sends Ryeowook off the edge. Ryeowook begins to press and trace his tongue boldly along his dongsaeng's lower lip slowly and he sucks the sweet remnants of the popsicle from the side of Henry's lips. Henry tastes like chocolates and something else and its unique flavour is purely intoxicating.

When he finally pulls back, Henry's eyes are wide open, cheeks tinted with the deepest shade of red and his lips looks thoroughly ravished. Fuck, Ryeowook thinks, Henry is beautiful.

The forgotten popsicle in Henry's hand is melting and the thick brown liquid trails down to pool on Henry's still hand and it drips down onto the front of his sweater and Ryeowook licks his lips hungrily and the light remaining taste of Henry on his lips reminds him and makes him want to taste more than those sinful lips. Ryeowook wants to taste every part, every curve and every inch of Henry's pale skin.

Ryeowook locks the car doors so that Henry cannot escape and he slips free from his seatbelt and he crawls over to Henry who is currently pressing his small back against his seat tightly, his brown orbs filled with fear and it reminds Ryeowook of a helpless animal, a sheep, and Ryeowook is the wolf. He towers over Henry's quivering form and he strokes Henry's quivering cheeks lightly and Henry shuts his eyes.

"Henry," Ryeowook calls out gently, the look in his eyes are tamer now and Henry looks up helplessly at his hyung. Ryeowook smiles softly and the terror in Henry's brown orbs are residing a little.

"Didn't you say that you like hyung best just now?" Ryeowook asks gently and Henry bites his lower lips and he nods slightly with uncertainty and Ryeowook can feel pre-come leaking from his arousal.

"I like you, too, Henry. And I want to do this with you. Will you just do this one thing with me?" Ryeowook asks gently and he has a hopeful look in his eyes and it's so difficult for Henry to refuse such a simple request from his favourite hyung in the world. He nods slightly and Ryeowook moves in hug his dongsaeng tightly and he whispers a soft 'thank you' into Henry's ear before nibbling at it and Henry makes an embarrassed mewling noise and Ryeowook feels sweetly rewarded.

After their agreement, they end up in the back seat of the car, lips latched together and Ryeowook's talented tongue is exploring the warm cavern of Henry's mouth and Henry is so obedient as he lets his hyung do anything he wants to him. Henry moans lightly into the heated kiss and Ryeowook instructs Henry not to restrain any sounds because he wants to hear everything and Henry does exactly as he is told.

When they break apart, the silver string of saliva hanging between their lips seems to stroke the fiery insane inside Ryeowook and Ryeowook needs to have more.

Ryeowook pulls off Henry's sweater over his head and Henry's shudders when his back meets with cool leather. Ryeowook holds up Henry's hand and he licks at the sticky remains of the melted popsicle from the smooth skin and he sucks on each finger and laves them lovingly with his tongue and Henry throws his free arm over his eyes because he doesn't want to feel turned on from the sight of his hyung sucking his fingers and he doesn't want Ryeowook to see how embarrassed he is.

Henry is beginning to hiccup softly and he squeaks when he feels his hyung's fingers stroke at the hollows of his collarbone and they trace down to circle around his chest lazily and they burn a trail down his abdomen to dip into his bellybutton and he parts his lips to let out a needy gasp. Suddenly, Ryeowook's touches withdraw from his skin and his body arches for more of his hyung's delicious touches. Ryeowook chuckles lightly and Henry blushes even deeper and he hides his face by cupping his hands over his face.

Henry hears the uncapping of a bottle and his body quivers with anticipation but he still doesn't want to look at what the smaller man above him is going to do to him. There is long silence and suddenly, he gasps and his back arches again when he feels something cold drips all over his chest and his eyes fly open immediately. He realizes that Ryeowook is drizzling the tube of chocolate syrup sloppily all over him and he giggles a little and it's so sweet.

Ryeowook growls deeply and he uses his fingers to spread the chocolate syrup over the contrasting pale skin of Henry beneath him. He brings his chocolate coated fingers up to Henry's lips and he is delighted when Henry opens his mouth and his hand grabs Ryeowook's wrist to bring his fingers into his mouth so he can lick them clean. Ryeowook smirks and while Henry is too distracted playing with his fingers using his tongue, Ryeowook decides to clean Henry's chocolate covered torso.

Henry lets go of Ryeowook's hand when he feels Ryeowook slick tongue lapping and scooping the thick sweet liquid from his stomach and he moans at the soft and fleeting touch. When Ryeowook wraps his lips around the distended rosy areole on Henry's chest, Henry lets out a long and wonderful moan and Ryeowook's sneaky hand moves in to play with his other and Henry feels the explosion of pleasure inside his system.

"Hyung, please," Henry begs almost breathlessly and his hand dips down in between his legs to massage his own erection under his cargo pants. Ryeowook smirks and he uses his hand to press down on Henry's own hands onto his hardness and Henry is bucking his hips for more pressure, more friction, more of Ryeowook.

"Shh, Henry. It's alright. I won't leave you like this," Ryeowook consoles his writhing dongsaeng beneath him and he kisses Henry on his forehead, his caramel coloured fringe plastered messily on the sweaty skin.

"You can take off your pants but you're not allowed to touch yourself, okay? I promise it'll be good when you wait until the end. Trust me," Ryeowook tells Henry and Henry's been trusting Ryeowook so much that it is pretty much impossible to disobey his hyung. Henry is an obedient dongsaeng and Ryeowook combs his hand through Henry's soft hair lovingly.

It didn't take long for Henry to slide off his pants and get rid of his boxers restricting his hardness and soon, he is fully naked underneath a fully clothed Ryeowook. Henry is shy about his nakedness but Ryeowook is marveled with the perfection of his body and he commits every inch of it to his memory.

Ryeowook reaches down to caress the soft head of Henry's erection and Henry makes a delicious impatient whining noise and it causes a shudder to wracks through Ryeowook's body. Ryeowook squeezes around the base experimentally and Henry's erotic sounds turn abruptly into hiccups.

"Hyung, please," Henry whispers through parted lips again and Ryeowook places a finger on Henry's lips and Henry is quiet. Ryeowook kisses Henry softly on his lips again and he moves down to suck on Henry's throat and Henry is tugging on the back of Ryeowook's shirt.

"I don't want to be the only one naked, hyung," Henry mumbles cutely and Ryeowook laughs before planting a kiss on his dongsaeng's nose. Ryeowook begins to unbutton his shirt and he sees the gleam in Henry's eyes and Henry chews on his lower lip endearingly and he looks up at Korean boy straddling his lap with a questioning look and Ryeowook smiles.

"Go ahead, touch me." And that is all Henry needs to hear before reaching out his hands to slide Ryeowook's shirt smoothly off the silk-like shoulder and Ryeowook pulls off his shirt and tosses in onto the floor. Henry's hands are soft and carefully as they rub against Ryewook's abdomen and when he pinches the hardened nub on Ryeowook's chest, Ryeowook lets out a hoarse groan and Henry is so confused.

Now that he has gotten rid of his shirt, Ryeowook fumbles with his own pants and he pulls his briefs down, fully exposing his hardness and Henry slides from underneath his hyung and suddenly Ryeowook can feel Henry's scorching breath breathing over the head of his shaft and Ryeowook swallows hard in anticipation. Henry hesitates a little because he isn't sure how to pleasure his hyung, but he will learn.

Suddenly, hRyeowook feels a flick, velvet warmth enveloping his length and he hisses. Ryeowook throws his head back and it makes a loud crack as it hits the car window when Henry begins to moan around his length as he slid it deeper into his mouth.

"Oh god, Henry," Ryeowook chokes and he buries his hands in Henry's soft hair and he pulls Henry closer. Ryeowook thinks he is going to die just watching his Henry naked on all fours and his pink lips wrapped around his length so innocently and god, them having sex in the back of the car. The location could've been a lot better but Ryeowook isn't complaining; not when Henry's tongue is stroking the vein under his skin and his teeth grazing lightly over the heated skin and he can feel his pre-come leaking from the slit.

"Henry, stop," Ryeowook gasps softly and he tugs lightly at Henry's brown hair. Henry parts his lips unwillingly to pull his hyung out of his mouth, Ryeowook regrets every inch of that hot cavern that leaves him but he doesn't want to lose himself fucking Henry's mouth.

Henry's hair is all messed up and his cheeks are tinted with the sweetest peach colour and he looks at Ryeowook with curious eyes and there is the familiar tint of lust inside those brown orbs.

Ryeowook gives him a reassuring smile and he pushes Henry back so that the boy is lying on his back on the leather seat. Ryeowook hikes up Henry's legs and spreads his thighs apart so that Henry is exposed to his eyes. and Ryeowook inspects the small puckered entrance and Ryeowook's heart races at the thought of how tight Henry's insides will be. Henry is mewls quietly at the intense staring from Ryeowook.

"Hyung, I've never done this before," Henry admits shyly and Ryeowook smiles.

"It's fine, Henry. I'll be gentle with you. It's going to hurt a lot at first, but it'll gradually get better," Ryeowook explains softly as he strokes the insides of Henry's white quivering thighs and Henry nods slightly unsurely.

Ryeowook picks up the tube of chocolate syrup again and he squeezes a generous amount onto his fingers and he places his finger over the small entrance and he can feel the muscles flutter underneath his light touch. Henry gasps and Ryeowook kisses the inside of the thighs and he feels Henry grow less tense underneath him.

Henry clasps his hands onto his mouth to lock in his pained gasp when the tip of Ryeowook's finger breaches through the tight ring of muscle and he can hear Ryeowook whisper soothing words from above him. Ryeowook pushes his finger deeper into the tight passage inch by inch and Henry cannot stop the tears from collecting in his eyes. Once Ryeowook has his finger buried to his knuckles, he gives out a shaky moan at the feeling of Henry's inner walls hugging around his sole digit.

As he feels the muscles relaxing slowly around his finger, he eased his second finger inside and he twists them inside of Henry is a scissoring motion to stretch open the passage and when the tip of his finger barely grazes Henry's prostrate, Henry screams loudly and Henry is surprised by his own loudness and he hurries to bite down on his lips to stop any other unnecessary sounds from escaping. Ryeowook smirks and he curls his finger one more time and Henry automatically sinks his hips back as a silent request that Ryeowook does it again but Ryeowook pulls out his finger and Henry makes a strangled cry when Ryeowook's fingers slip out from him.

Ryeowook drizzles more of the chocolatey sauce on his palm and he coats his length thickly and he pushes Henry's thighs back with his hands and Henry's legs are propped onto the width of his shoulders and Henry tenses when he feels the blunt tip pressing against his sensitive muscles. When Ryeowook finally pushes in by an inch, Henry cries out sharply from the burn of penetration and he grabs onto Ryeowook's arms and his nail dig deep and Ryeowook growls roughly at the suffocating heat and tightness.

"Henry, relax," Ryeowook moans as Henry's muscles continue to contract around his shaft and Ryeowook wraps his hands around Henry's arousal and Henry is torn between pain of having something foreign stretching him inside and the pleasure of Ryeowook's talented hands stroking his weeping member and his fingers pressing at all the right places. Slowly, the pain resides and Ryeowook is able to move inside his dongsaeng.

"Hyung..." Henry gasps lustily when the great friction inside him turns into hot white pleasure and he gyrates his hips back at Ryeowook, doubling the pleasure and making Ryeowook shout out hoarsely. Ryeowook rocks his hips forward and he doesn't fail to hit Henry's prostrate and Henry is clawing at Ryeowook's arms and begging for more.

Out of the past weekdays he has been screwing with his hyungs, Ryeowook is extremely gentle with his dongsaeng tonight. He slides in and out of Henry's slowly and as his pace quickens, Henry is begging even louder and the sound of him screaming Ryeowook's name is exquisitely arousing and Ryeowook decides to ease Henry's torment.

He begins to tug off his pleading dongsaeng firmly and when his fingers touch at the slit slightly, Henry's hips snap upwards and this is the best orgasm in his entire life and he screams Ryeowook's name as the warm liquid squirts all over their bodies and some of the milky substance manages to hit the low ceiling above them. Henry falls back onto the seat, completely drained and extremely exhausted.

Ryeowook hurries to pound inside the tight passage that is now going through spasms and Henry tiredly squeezes his muscles to help bring his hyung off. One last thrust inside Henry and he empties his own come inside of Henry's abused passage with a low moan and he slumps backwards against the car door across Henry.

Ryeowook pulls out his flaccid organ from Henry and he grimaces at the tight hold of the muscles around him as if they want to suck him back inside. Ryeowook's come mixed with chocolate and blood begins to seep through the bruised entrance and they run down the insides of Henry's limp thighs and Henry purrs before crawling over to cuddle with his 'forever favourite' hyung in the world.

Henry runs his fingers down his thighs and he collects some of the wetness there and he brings it up to his mouth to suck on his fingers and the moan that vibrates through the small space of the car sends another shiver down Ryeowook's spine and his limp organ twitch. Henry smirks seductively at his hyung and Ryeowook wonders just what beast has he released inside Henry.

Ryeowook cups Henry's cheeks and he slams their lips together again for a sloppy kiss. Henry rolls over and he straddles his hyung's waist.

"Hangeng is going to kill us when he finds out about what we just did in his car," Henry laughs playfully and he nibbles at Ryeowook's ear.

"Well, it's not my come that is dripping from the ceiling."

A while later, Hangeng comes down to check if Ryeowook and Henry are in the parking lot because neither them has been answering their cellphones and he is relieved to find the car parked soundly in its spot. The windows of the car is extremely foggy and Hangeng can't see anything inside the still car so he unlocks the door with his spare key.

"Ryeowook? Henry? Are you guys in he–?"

Hangeng lets out a cry of utter horror when he looks in the backseat of his car.



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haha.. continuation~~~

NOT YET DONE!!! LOL~





Henwook turn~~


Chocolate syrup~~ hmm.. wat do u think? creative huh.. lol~~~ ^^
SWEET~~!!!! EXPLICIT!!!




Hangeng's cooking skills is a topic most discussed by Super Junior members. Is Beijing Fried Rice the only thing he can cook? It's a mystery, but no one dares to ask the ballerino-kungfu idol. It's too risky for a yes or no question.

"Is Beijing Fried Rice the only thing you can cook, ge ge?" Innocent Henry who has only been with them for quite a short period asks on Friday night during dinner when a hot plate of the said dish is presented in front of him on the dinner table. Everyone at the table gives their youngest member a look of disbelief; everyone except Zhoumi of course, simply because he thinks it tastes good and he isn't as picky as Henry.

"Are you getting tired of it?" Hangeng asks in a serious tone and everyone can sense disaster at bay. Henry picks up his fork and he prods it at the orange shrimp softly and he bites his lower lips with uncertainty before nodding his head at Hangeng and everyone at the table thinks they should run for cover right that very moment, meaning now.

"Okay, Henry. What do you want to eat, then?" Hangeng asks the boy with light brown coloured hair across the table with a calm and happy voice and Kyuhyun chokes on a piece meat while everyone else's jaws drop at the abrupt turn of events. Zhoumi is unaffected.

"Chocolates," Henry squeaks immediately and he smiles wide at his hyung and his eyes are squashed into chinky lines he really looks like a cuddly hamster.

"Henry, you can't have chocolates for dinner. And besides, we have no chocolates at home. You should've gotten some on the way back from the tv station earlier," Hangeng tells Henry and Henry pushes his plate forward as a sign of defiance. He folds his arms and makes the most adorable and powerful pout ever. It's powerful because Hangeng is now thinking over his words and making new decisions.

"It's already 8:00, Henry. The convenience store is six blocks away and I'm not going to allow you to walk that distance alone," Hangeng says in a worried voice but Henry seriously wants some chocolates and if he doesn't get any, there is going to be hell to pay. The thunder growls outside and Hangeng shakes his head and points out that it's going to rain; walking is definitely out of the question.

"It's okay, ge ge. Ryeowook-hyung will drive me!" Henry suggests without a second thought and he hugs his favourite hyung sitting next to him. Ryeowook gives Henry a since-when-did-I-agree-to-that look and Henry grins at him. Hangeng thinks for a moment and he comes up with a decision so easily.

"If Ryeowook takes you with my car, it should be alright, I guess. But Ryeowook, you need to accompany Henry everywhere he goes and make sure the car is in one piece when you get back," Hangeng reminds and Ryeowook is wondering why Hangeng is glaring signs of warning and threats at him. Hangeng spoils Henry too much.

Henry jumps up from his seat like a hyperactive child and he tugs at Ryeowook's shirt impatiently and Ryeowook gets up with a heavy sigh but he isn't really regretting anything. Ryeowook grabs the car keys and his jacket and he chases after his dongsaeng who has left the apartment already.

"Thank you for paying for everything, hyung! You're the greatest hyung ever! No wonder I like you best!" Henry mumbles happily with a popsicle in his mouth and he hugs Ryeowook tightly as the exit the convenience store with a large bag of chocolates and confectionaries.

On the way home, Ryeowook is having a hard time controlling himself because Henry in the passenger's seat next to him is lapping and sucking at his popsicle vigorously and making soft and mewling noises as a sign of contentment and he is so oblivious to how much he is turning on his hyung who is trying his best to ignore him and focus on driving. Henry makes an unintentional but exceptionally loud moan as he licks a thick stripe up the popsicle and Ryeowook's eyes are shifting back and forth from Henry and the road ahead and he is twisting uncomfortably in his seat at how tight his pants has suddenly become. Damn lucky popsicle.

The journey back to the apartment feels like an eternity because Henry didn't stop making those innocent yet erotic noise in the car and Ryeowook begins to wonder how long the popsicle is because Henry doesn't seem to be finishing it no matter how much nibbling, sucking and everything else that can make someone think of dirty things involving that teasing mouth of a naive nineteen year old boy. Ryeowook wants to kill himself for thinking of Henry's mouth doing other things to his popsicle and for getting hard in his seat because of it.

The drive back home only takes 15 minutes and when they reached the apartment and parked the car in their designated parking space, Ryeowook's grip is shaking around the steering wheel, his face pale and he is sweating madly. Henry notices this and he voices his concern.

"Hyung, are you alright? You look terrible," Henry says and he reaches out his free hand to touch Ryeowook's face and an strong shock surges through his entire body straight to his confined hardness when he feels Henry's fingertips touch him lightly. Ryeowook lets out a shaky moan and Henry looks anxious, the half finished popsicle is forgotten in his right hand.

"Hyung?" Henry calls out meekly and Ryeowook scolds himself in his head and he forces himself to pretend that he is okay. He just needs to put up a show until they reach the apartment and he will rush to the bathroom to jerk himself off.

"I'm f-fine, Henry," Ryeowook stammers a little and he turns to give Henry a reassuring smile and Henry doesn't look convinced with his face scrunched up cutely like that and is that melted ice-cream on his lips? Ryeowook swallows hard.

"You have some ice-cream on your lips," Ryeowook says and Henry blushes deep and Ryeowook thinks his going to come from the sight of Henry looking so cute and vulnerable. Ryeowook is so tempted to despoil Henry's innocence makes his erection twitch and his pulse drum wildly inside of him.

Henry sticks out the small tip of his pink tongue and he licks around his lips but he misses the chocolate just barely off the side of his lips and Ryeowook hears his chest make a guttural groan that sounds so desperate even to his own ears. Henry is about to erase the stain with the sleeves of his knitted cream sweater when he feels Ryeowook's hand stopping his arm and looks up at his hyung, surprised to see dark misty eyes staring at him.

"Let me," Ryeowook says huskily and before Henry can react, Ryeowook leans in to kiss Henry on his lips. Henry tries to pull back but Ryeowook follows his movement and he shoves their lips together hard and Henry lets out a soft whimper that sends Ryeowook off the edge. Ryeowook begins to press and trace his tongue boldly along his dongsaeng's lower lip slowly and he sucks the sweet remnants of the popsicle from the side of Henry's lips. Henry tastes like chocolates and something else and its unique flavour is purely intoxicating.

When he finally pulls back, Henry's eyes are wide open, cheeks tinted with the deepest shade of red and his lips looks thoroughly ravished. Fuck, Ryeowook thinks, Henry is beautiful.

The forgotten popsicle in Henry's hand is melting and the thick brown liquid trails down to pool on Henry's still hand and it drips down onto the front of his sweater and Ryeowook licks his lips hungrily and the light remaining taste of Henry on his lips reminds him and makes him want to taste more than those sinful lips. Ryeowook wants to taste every part, every curve and every inch of Henry's pale skin.

Ryeowook locks the car doors so that Henry cannot escape and he slips free from his seatbelt and he crawls over to Henry who is currently pressing his small back against his seat tightly, his brown orbs filled with fear and it reminds Ryeowook of a helpless animal, a sheep, and Ryeowook is the wolf. He towers over Henry's quivering form and he strokes Henry's quivering cheeks lightly and Henry shuts his eyes.

"Henry," Ryeowook calls out gently, the look in his eyes are tamer now and Henry looks up helplessly at his hyung. Ryeowook smiles softly and the terror in Henry's brown orbs are residing a little.

"Didn't you say that you like hyung best just now?" Ryeowook asks gently and Henry bites his lower lips and he nods slightly with uncertainty and Ryeowook can feel pre-come leaking from his arousal.

"I like you, too, Henry. And I want to do this with you. Will you just do this one thing with me?" Ryeowook asks gently and he has a hopeful look in his eyes and it's so difficult for Henry to refuse such a simple request from his favourite hyung in the world. He nods slightly and Ryeowook moves in hug his dongsaeng tightly and he whispers a soft 'thank you' into Henry's ear before nibbling at it and Henry makes an embarrassed mewling noise and Ryeowook feels sweetly rewarded.

After their agreement, they end up in the back seat of the car, lips latched together and Ryeowook's talented tongue is exploring the warm cavern of Henry's mouth and Henry is so obedient as he lets his hyung do anything he wants to him. Henry moans lightly into the heated kiss and Ryeowook instructs Henry not to restrain any sounds because he wants to hear everything and Henry does exactly as he is told.

When they break apart, the silver string of saliva hanging between their lips seems to stroke the fiery insane inside Ryeowook and Ryeowook needs to have more.

Ryeowook pulls off Henry's sweater over his head and Henry's shudders when his back meets with cool leather. Ryeowook holds up Henry's hand and he licks at the sticky remains of the melted popsicle from the smooth skin and he sucks on each finger and laves them lovingly with his tongue and Henry throws his free arm over his eyes because he doesn't want to feel turned on from the sight of his hyung sucking his fingers and he doesn't want Ryeowook to see how embarrassed he is.

Henry is beginning to hiccup softly and he squeaks when he feels his hyung's fingers stroke at the hollows of his collarbone and they trace down to circle around his chest lazily and they burn a trail down his abdomen to dip into his bellybutton and he parts his lips to let out a needy gasp. Suddenly, Ryeowook's touches withdraw from his skin and his body arches for more of his hyung's delicious touches. Ryeowook chuckles lightly and Henry blushes even deeper and he hides his face by cupping his hands over his face.

Henry hears the uncapping of a bottle and his body quivers with anticipation but he still doesn't want to look at what the smaller man above him is going to do to him. There is long silence and suddenly, he gasps and his back arches again when he feels something cold drips all over his chest and his eyes fly open immediately. He realizes that Ryeowook is drizzling the tube of chocolate syrup sloppily all over him and he giggles a little and it's so sweet.

Ryeowook growls deeply and he uses his fingers to spread the chocolate syrup over the contrasting pale skin of Henry beneath him. He brings his chocolate coated fingers up to Henry's lips and he is delighted when Henry opens his mouth and his hand grabs Ryeowook's wrist to bring his fingers into his mouth so he can lick them clean. Ryeowook smirks and while Henry is too distracted playing with his fingers using his tongue, Ryeowook decides to clean Henry's chocolate covered torso.

Henry lets go of Ryeowook's hand when he feels Ryeowook slick tongue lapping and scooping the thick sweet liquid from his stomach and he moans at the soft and fleeting touch. When Ryeowook wraps his lips around the distended rosy areole on Henry's chest, Henry lets out a long and wonderful moan and Ryeowook's sneaky hand moves in to play with his other and Henry feels the explosion of pleasure inside his system.

"Hyung, please," Henry begs almost breathlessly and his hand dips down in between his legs to massage his own erection under his cargo pants. Ryeowook smirks and he uses his hand to press down on Henry's own hands onto his hardness and Henry is bucking his hips for more pressure, more friction, more of Ryeowook.

"Shh, Henry. It's alright. I won't leave you like this," Ryeowook consoles his writhing dongsaeng beneath him and he kisses Henry on his forehead, his caramel coloured fringe plastered messily on the sweaty skin.

"You can take off your pants but you're not allowed to touch yourself, okay? I promise it'll be good when you wait until the end. Trust me," Ryeowook tells Henry and Henry's been trusting Ryeowook so much that it is pretty much impossible to disobey his hyung. Henry is an obedient dongsaeng and Ryeowook combs his hand through Henry's soft hair lovingly.

It didn't take long for Henry to slide off his pants and get rid of his boxers restricting his hardness and soon, he is fully naked underneath a fully clothed Ryeowook. Henry is shy about his nakedness but Ryeowook is marveled with the perfection of his body and he commits every inch of it to his memory.

Ryeowook reaches down to caress the soft head of Henry's erection and Henry makes a delicious impatient whining noise and it causes a shudder to wracks through Ryeowook's body. Ryeowook squeezes around the base experimentally and Henry's erotic sounds turn abruptly into hiccups.

"Hyung, please," Henry whispers through parted lips again and Ryeowook places a finger on Henry's lips and Henry is quiet. Ryeowook kisses Henry softly on his lips again and he moves down to suck on Henry's throat and Henry is tugging on the back of Ryeowook's shirt.

"I don't want to be the only one naked, hyung," Henry mumbles cutely and Ryeowook laughs before planting a kiss on his dongsaeng's nose. Ryeowook begins to unbutton his shirt and he sees the gleam in Henry's eyes and Henry chews on his lower lip endearingly and he looks up at Korean boy straddling his lap with a questioning look and Ryeowook smiles.

"Go ahead, touch me." And that is all Henry needs to hear before reaching out his hands to slide Ryeowook's shirt smoothly off the silk-like shoulder and Ryeowook pulls off his shirt and tosses in onto the floor. Henry's hands are soft and carefully as they rub against Ryewook's abdomen and when he pinches the hardened nub on Ryeowook's chest, Ryeowook lets out a hoarse groan and Henry is so confused.

Now that he has gotten rid of his shirt, Ryeowook fumbles with his own pants and he pulls his briefs down, fully exposing his hardness and Henry slides from underneath his hyung and suddenly Ryeowook can feel Henry's scorching breath breathing over the head of his shaft and Ryeowook swallows hard in anticipation. Henry hesitates a little because he isn't sure how to pleasure his hyung, but he will learn.

Suddenly, hRyeowook feels a flick, velvet warmth enveloping his length and he hisses. Ryeowook throws his head back and it makes a loud crack as it hits the car window when Henry begins to moan around his length as he slid it deeper into his mouth.

"Oh god, Henry," Ryeowook chokes and he buries his hands in Henry's soft hair and he pulls Henry closer. Ryeowook thinks he is going to die just watching his Henry naked on all fours and his pink lips wrapped around his length so innocently and god, them having sex in the back of the car. The location could've been a lot better but Ryeowook isn't complaining; not when Henry's tongue is stroking the vein under his skin and his teeth grazing lightly over the heated skin and he can feel his pre-come leaking from the slit.

"Henry, stop," Ryeowook gasps softly and he tugs lightly at Henry's brown hair. Henry parts his lips unwillingly to pull his hyung out of his mouth, Ryeowook regrets every inch of that hot cavern that leaves him but he doesn't want to lose himself fucking Henry's mouth.

Henry's hair is all messed up and his cheeks are tinted with the sweetest peach colour and he looks at Ryeowook with curious eyes and there is the familiar tint of lust inside those brown orbs.

Ryeowook gives him a reassuring smile and he pushes Henry back so that the boy is lying on his back on the leather seat. Ryeowook hikes up Henry's legs and spreads his thighs apart so that Henry is exposed to his eyes. and Ryeowook inspects the small puckered entrance and Ryeowook's heart races at the thought of how tight Henry's insides will be. Henry is mewls quietly at the intense staring from Ryeowook.

"Hyung, I've never done this before," Henry admits shyly and Ryeowook smiles.

"It's fine, Henry. I'll be gentle with you. It's going to hurt a lot at first, but it'll gradually get better," Ryeowook explains softly as he strokes the insides of Henry's white quivering thighs and Henry nods slightly unsurely.

Ryeowook picks up the tube of chocolate syrup again and he squeezes a generous amount onto his fingers and he places his finger over the small entrance and he can feel the muscles flutter underneath his light touch. Henry gasps and Ryeowook kisses the inside of the thighs and he feels Henry grow less tense underneath him.

Henry clasps his hands onto his mouth to lock in his pained gasp when the tip of Ryeowook's finger breaches through the tight ring of muscle and he can hear Ryeowook whisper soothing words from above him. Ryeowook pushes his finger deeper into the tight passage inch by inch and Henry cannot stop the tears from collecting in his eyes. Once Ryeowook has his finger buried to his knuckles, he gives out a shaky moan at the feeling of Henry's inner walls hugging around his sole digit.

As he feels the muscles relaxing slowly around his finger, he eased his second finger inside and he twists them inside of Henry is a scissoring motion to stretch open the passage and when the tip of his finger barely grazes Henry's prostrate, Henry screams loudly and Henry is surprised by his own loudness and he hurries to bite down on his lips to stop any other unnecessary sounds from escaping. Ryeowook smirks and he curls his finger one more time and Henry automatically sinks his hips back as a silent request that Ryeowook does it again but Ryeowook pulls out his finger and Henry makes a strangled cry when Ryeowook's fingers slip out from him.

Ryeowook drizzles more of the chocolatey sauce on his palm and he coats his length thickly and he pushes Henry's thighs back with his hands and Henry's legs are propped onto the width of his shoulders and Henry tenses when he feels the blunt tip pressing against his sensitive muscles. When Ryeowook finally pushes in by an inch, Henry cries out sharply from the burn of penetration and he grabs onto Ryeowook's arms and his nail dig deep and Ryeowook growls roughly at the suffocating heat and tightness.

"Henry, relax," Ryeowook moans as Henry's muscles continue to contract around his shaft and Ryeowook wraps his hands around Henry's arousal and Henry is torn between pain of having something foreign stretching him inside and the pleasure of Ryeowook's talented hands stroking his weeping member and his fingers pressing at all the right places. Slowly, the pain resides and Ryeowook is able to move inside his dongsaeng.

"Hyung..." Henry gasps lustily when the great friction inside him turns into hot white pleasure and he gyrates his hips back at Ryeowook, doubling the pleasure and making Ryeowook shout out hoarsely. Ryeowook rocks his hips forward and he doesn't fail to hit Henry's prostrate and Henry is clawing at Ryeowook's arms and begging for more.

Out of the past weekdays he has been screwing with his hyungs, Ryeowook is extremely gentle with his dongsaeng tonight. He slides in and out of Henry's slowly and as his pace quickens, Henry is begging even louder and the sound of him screaming Ryeowook's name is exquisitely arousing and Ryeowook decides to ease Henry's torment.

He begins to tug off his pleading dongsaeng firmly and when his fingers touch at the slit slightly, Henry's hips snap upwards and this is the best orgasm in his entire life and he screams Ryeowook's name as the warm liquid squirts all over their bodies and some of the milky substance manages to hit the low ceiling above them. Henry falls back onto the seat, completely drained and extremely exhausted.

Ryeowook hurries to pound inside the tight passage that is now going through spasms and Henry tiredly squeezes his muscles to help bring his hyung off. One last thrust inside Henry and he empties his own come inside of Henry's abused passage with a low moan and he slumps backwards against the car door across Henry.

Ryeowook pulls out his flaccid organ from Henry and he grimaces at the tight hold of the muscles around him as if they want to suck him back inside. Ryeowook's come mixed with chocolate and blood begins to seep through the bruised entrance and they run down the insides of Henry's limp thighs and Henry purrs before crawling over to cuddle with his 'forever favourite' hyung in the world.

Henry runs his fingers down his thighs and he collects some of the wetness there and he brings it up to his mouth to suck on his fingers and the moan that vibrates through the small space of the car sends another shiver down Ryeowook's spine and his limp organ twitch. Henry smirks seductively at his hyung and Ryeowook wonders just what beast has he released inside Henry.

Ryeowook cups Henry's cheeks and he slams their lips together again for a sloppy kiss. Henry rolls over and he straddles his hyung's waist.

"Hangeng is going to kill us when he finds out about what we just did in his car," Henry laughs playfully and he nibbles at Ryeowook's ear.

"Well, it's not my come that is dripping from the ceiling."

A while later, Hangeng comes down to check if Ryeowook and Henry are in the parking lot because neither them has been answering their cellphones and he is relieved to find the car parked soundly in its spot. The windows of the car is extremely foggy and Hangeng can't see anything inside the still car so he unlocks the door with his spare key.

"Ryeowook? Henry? Are you guys in he–?"

Hangeng lets out a cry of utter horror when he looks in the backseat of his car.



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