I REALLY LOVE 'THECLOCKISWRONG'!!!!
sh's an author~~~ of suju-M fanfic... yes!!
I love her story!! everyhting!!! I'M A FAN OF HER!!!
I'M YOUR NUMBER 1 FAN, BABY PLEASE, TAKE MY HAND~~~ lol!! (song frm EPIKHIGH.. )

She wrote 2 new story, 1 is full story another is continuation. ^^

I like de continuation bcos she pair ryeowook with henry, donghae & kyuhyun!!
WAKAKKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKKAKAKA!!! ^O^

here we go~~
all full credit goes to: THECLOCKISWRONG

1st is Donghae & Ryeowook. YUM!! doing it on the billiard is quite fun.. I ever think of dat b4.. lol~ EXPLICIT!!!!!





On Wednesday night, Donghae manages to convince the rest of the Super Junior M to go out for the night, because they have been so busy with their schedule that all their remaining free time is spent on sleeping and lazing around in their apartment and it is such a waste of their youth. Simply unacceptable.

That's how all seven boys end up in some local pub. 'One drink only and we're leaving," Hangeng reminds as he waggles his finger motherly at his members because he is so tired and sore; Hangeng hasn't been in the best of condition for the past couple of days. Oddly, Siwon has been acting the same, too, everyone noticed. Must be all that excessive SiHan sexing, everyone thinks but Ryeowook knows a whole lot better.

Anyways, one drink turns into two, then three and so on and soon, everyone is feeling a little lightheaded but it feels so good. Donghae, especially, is overly ecstatic about the whole thing and he doesn't stop ordering more alcohol to their table.

"Okay, that's enough. We're leaving. We're all leaving," Hangeng says firmly as he snatches the glass of some unknown liquid from Henry's hand and puts the glass onto the lacquered table. Henry whose puffy cheeks are now flushed in deep red and eyes are glassy hiccups sharply.

"What? No way! We just started!" Donghae objects when Hangeng pulls a slightly tipsy Kyuhyun to his wobbly feet. Kyuhyun slumps back into the velvet couch and onto a sleeping Zhoumi with a soft groan.

"We've been here for three hours and the younger members are getting drunk. I'm not going to sit here and do nothing about it," Hangeng states and he lifts a limp Henry up and carries the youngest in his arms. Henry giggles childishly and Hangeng glares at Donghae.

"You've had your fun and we're leaving," Hangeng snaps adamantly and Siwon helps to hoists both Zhoumi and Kyuhyun's arms around his shoulders as support.

"But I haven't even played pool, yet! I'll leave after we play at least one round of it!" Donghae begs as he points to the billiard room nearby and Hangeng shakes his head. Hangeng says no and Donghae pouts and he begins to whine like a stubborn child and the customers in the pub are staring.

"It's okay, ge ge. You can bring the rest home first. I haven't drunk much so I can stay here with Donghae-hyung," Ryeowook says suddenly and Hangeng quirks an eyebrow suspiciously at Ryeowook while Donghae's eyes gleam with hope and happiness.

"Only one game and you're both coming back to the apartment, alright? Be back by midnight," Hangeng says, his voice is serious and laced with a threat and Donghae squeals with happiness as he nods his head like an eager puppy. Ryeowook nods and Donghae pounces at his dongsaeng to hug the brown haired boy tightly.

Ryeowook and Donghae watch as the rest of their members leave the nearly empty pub and that's when Donghae tugs his dongsaeng into the private billiard room.

"We're playing eight-ball, okay?" Donghae murmurs as he saunters to the pool table and he begins to set up to start the game. Ryeowook just makes a soft sound of approval and Donghae is a little too distracted to hear Ryeowook lock the door. Ryeowook watches silently as his hyung arranges the colourful object balls in the triangle rack on the table and he slips to the small bar nearby.

"Okay, I'm going to break first and we can begin," Donghae announces as he lifts the triangle rack and he polishes the tip of his cue. Ryeowook calmly prepares some absinthe behind the bar as Donghae explains something that he doesn't hear.

Ryeowook observes hungrily as Donghae bends over the table with his cue in hand, face straining with concentration and the pink tongue that will occasionally lick at chapped lips and Ryeowook notes how low Donghae's jeans are. Donghae's position looks absolutely suggestive and he doesn't even know that he is unintentionally seducing his dongsaeng. Ryeowook takes a sip of the absinthe and he feels the wonderful burning sensation in his throat as Donghae finally breaks the balls on the table.

"I pocketed a ball, so I get the next shot. I choose the solid coloured balls and you the striped ones, alright?" Donghae says and he doesn't realize that he has been talking to himself all that while. Ryeowook carries his glass in one hand as he ambles towards his unsuspecting hyung with a predatory look in his eyes.

Donghae is bent gracefully over the table again and is ready to take a shot when he feels somebody's warm body mold against his back and his cue misses the cue ball. Donghae hisses.

"Oh, too bad," Ryeowook whispers heatedly into Donghae's ear and Donghae shudders. Ryeowook takes another long sip from his glass.

"Wookie?" Donghae stammers with uncertainty and he gets no answer. Ryeowook tosses his glass away and there is a piercing crash and it makes Donghae jump.

Suddenly, Ryeowooks turns his hyung around to face him and he slams their lips together violently. When Donghae opens his mouth to gasp and Ryeowook parts his own lips so that the absinthe he held inside his mouth pours into Donghae's. The liquid burns in their mouths as it escapes pass their lips and trickle down their chins and Ryeowook is convinced that absinthe taste better on heated skin.

Donghae is moaning into the kiss and Ryeowook slides his tongue inside his hyung's eager mouth to stroke the inside of Donghae's slick cavern. Donghae is moving feverishly against Ryeowook, grabbing the soft brown hair to deepen the kiss and taste more of the sweet liquor inside his dongsaeng's hot mouth. Ryeowook can feel Donghae's throat convulsing around his marauding tongue as he swallows the remnants of absinthe and Ryeowook can feel his hyung's hardness rubbing keenly against his through their clothing.

Donghae's hands curl in the front of Ryeowook's shirt and Ryeowook is soon void of his shirt and he growls deep at how needy his hyung is and he tugs off Donghae's t-shirt over his head and flings it to some corner of the room.

Donghae throws his head back and his hands grab blindly onto Ryeowook's sweaty back when Ryeowook licks at the sensitive skin along his shoulder and a guttural moan rips from his throat when Ryeowook lowers his head to suck at the distended nubs on his hyung's chest and Ryeowook now knows that Donghae is a scratcher.

Ryeowook lifts Donghae onto the table and Donghae crashes his bruised lips against Ryeowook's again and Donghae moans sweetly into the kiss simply because Ryeowook is such a good kisser, lips soft and yielding like petals of a flower and it makes Donghae even harder.

Donghae clears the object balls to the side of the table and rests his back onto it. He pulls Ryeowook up so that the younger man is straddling his waist and his face hovering so closely above his.

Donghae has a very mischievous smile on his lips as he reaches down to lightly grip around Ryeowook's clothed erection and Ryeowook lets out a shaky groan. Donghae smirks triumphantly before working his fingers on Ryeowook's belt buckle and he unzips Ryeowook's pants to delve his fingers under the elastic waistband he found there and he stokes at the thick flesh inside.

"You're a really naughty boy, hyung," Ryeowook laughs deeply as his back arches with pleasure as Donghae strokes him to full hardness. Donghae just looks up at his dongsaeng with large naïve eyes and Ryeowook wonders if that is how the other members see him as – innocent and uncorrupted.

Donghae finally pulls out slightly sticky fingers and he begins to unbuckle his own tight jeans and he lifts his hips so that he can pull them off. Above him, Ryeowook is stripping his own pants off his long legs along with his boxers and when his erection is freed, Donghae stares at the weeping erection and licks his lips greedily.

Ryeowook spits into his fingers and he slides his wet fingers teasingly along Donghae's twitching length and Donghae thrusts his hips upwards and Ryeowook smirks cruelly. His fingers run lower and Donghae spreads his legs further apart so that Ryeowook can find his petite entrance there. Ryeowook pushes in his finger and Donghae cannot stop the erotic moan from leaving his kiss crushed lips.

Ryeowook's mind is starting to grow foggy from the absinthe and he is beginning to lose control and the intoxicating look of his pretty hyung spread out and wanting underneath him isn't making matters any better. Ryeowook can feel the fire burning inside his body and he impatiently stretches the snug insides of his hyung and he can't wait to sink himself inside that intense hot tightness currently hugging around his fingers.

"Okay, okay. I can take it now," Donghae says softly and Ryeowook pulls out his fingers immediately and replacing them with his length. Ryeowook pushes in and Ryeowook gasps at the constricting slick muscles around him and Ryeowook palms are on the table on either side of Donghae's fanned out dark hair to prevent himself from falling onto Donghae from the extreme sensation.

It takes a few minutes for Donghae to get used to the feeling of Ryeowook stretching his insides wide open and that's when Ryeowook begins to rock back and forth inside Donghae. Donghae's nails are buried deep into Ryeowook's spine as Ryeowook thrusts into him in a slow pace.

Donghae arches his back like a sinewy cat when Ryeowook finally hits that secret spot inside him and Donghae immediately wraps his shaky hands around his own aching length that is poking into Ryeowook's lower abdomen and leaving sticky trails on the sweaty skin. He pumps his hardness following every thrust from his dongsaeng and his lips part in a silent cry and there is a sudden explosion of white that blinds his vision and he erupts hard in his own hand, coating Ryeowook's abdomen and his stomach with cum.

Ryeowook gasps when Donghae comes and the passage constricts even tighter around him and Ryeowook wants to feel more of it. Ryeowook's eyes are shut when he begins to pound into his hyung roughly, his self-control consumed by the absinthe in his system and mad fiery pleasure running through his veins. He rams in again harder and deeper each time and when he buries himself inside one last time, Donghae's muscles clenches around him tightly and Ryeowook releases his cum inside his hyung with a hoarse cry before toppling over his exhausted hyung and Donghae lets out another delicious moan.

"It's 12:01. Hangeng is going to kill us," Donghae underneath his weight groans as he strokes Ryeowook's white thighs resting on either sides of his hips, his mind still hazy from the aftermath.

"I'm not counting on it," Ryeowook murmurs knowingly and he kisses Donghae softly on his forehead.



end.

I REALLY LOVE 'THECLOCKISWRONG'!!!!
sh's an author~~~ of suju-M fanfic... yes!!
I love her story!! everyhting!!! I'M A FAN OF HER!!!
I'M YOUR NUMBER 1 FAN, BABY PLEASE, TAKE MY HAND~~~ lol!! (song frm EPIKHIGH.. )

She wrote 2 new story, 1 is full story another is continuation. ^^

I like de continuation bcos she pair ryeowook with henry, donghae & kyuhyun!!
WAKAKKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKKAKAKA!!! ^O^

here we go~~
all full credit goes to: THECLOCKISWRONG

1st is Donghae & Ryeowook. YUM!! doing it on the billiard is quite fun.. I ever think of dat b4.. lol~ EXPLICIT!!!!!





On Wednesday night, Donghae manages to convince the rest of the Super Junior M to go out for the night, because they have been so busy with their schedule that all their remaining free time is spent on sleeping and lazing around in their apartment and it is such a waste of their youth. Simply unacceptable.

That's how all seven boys end up in some local pub. 'One drink only and we're leaving," Hangeng reminds as he waggles his finger motherly at his members because he is so tired and sore; Hangeng hasn't been in the best of condition for the past couple of days. Oddly, Siwon has been acting the same, too, everyone noticed. Must be all that excessive SiHan sexing, everyone thinks but Ryeowook knows a whole lot better.

Anyways, one drink turns into two, then three and so on and soon, everyone is feeling a little lightheaded but it feels so good. Donghae, especially, is overly ecstatic about the whole thing and he doesn't stop ordering more alcohol to their table.

"Okay, that's enough. We're leaving. We're all leaving," Hangeng says firmly as he snatches the glass of some unknown liquid from Henry's hand and puts the glass onto the lacquered table. Henry whose puffy cheeks are now flushed in deep red and eyes are glassy hiccups sharply.

"What? No way! We just started!" Donghae objects when Hangeng pulls a slightly tipsy Kyuhyun to his wobbly feet. Kyuhyun slumps back into the velvet couch and onto a sleeping Zhoumi with a soft groan.

"We've been here for three hours and the younger members are getting drunk. I'm not going to sit here and do nothing about it," Hangeng states and he lifts a limp Henry up and carries the youngest in his arms. Henry giggles childishly and Hangeng glares at Donghae.

"You've had your fun and we're leaving," Hangeng snaps adamantly and Siwon helps to hoists both Zhoumi and Kyuhyun's arms around his shoulders as support.

"But I haven't even played pool, yet! I'll leave after we play at least one round of it!" Donghae begs as he points to the billiard room nearby and Hangeng shakes his head. Hangeng says no and Donghae pouts and he begins to whine like a stubborn child and the customers in the pub are staring.

"It's okay, ge ge. You can bring the rest home first. I haven't drunk much so I can stay here with Donghae-hyung," Ryeowook says suddenly and Hangeng quirks an eyebrow suspiciously at Ryeowook while Donghae's eyes gleam with hope and happiness.

"Only one game and you're both coming back to the apartment, alright? Be back by midnight," Hangeng says, his voice is serious and laced with a threat and Donghae squeals with happiness as he nods his head like an eager puppy. Ryeowook nods and Donghae pounces at his dongsaeng to hug the brown haired boy tightly.

Ryeowook and Donghae watch as the rest of their members leave the nearly empty pub and that's when Donghae tugs his dongsaeng into the private billiard room.

"We're playing eight-ball, okay?" Donghae murmurs as he saunters to the pool table and he begins to set up to start the game. Ryeowook just makes a soft sound of approval and Donghae is a little too distracted to hear Ryeowook lock the door. Ryeowook watches silently as his hyung arranges the colourful object balls in the triangle rack on the table and he slips to the small bar nearby.

"Okay, I'm going to break first and we can begin," Donghae announces as he lifts the triangle rack and he polishes the tip of his cue. Ryeowook calmly prepares some absinthe behind the bar as Donghae explains something that he doesn't hear.

Ryeowook observes hungrily as Donghae bends over the table with his cue in hand, face straining with concentration and the pink tongue that will occasionally lick at chapped lips and Ryeowook notes how low Donghae's jeans are. Donghae's position looks absolutely suggestive and he doesn't even know that he is unintentionally seducing his dongsaeng. Ryeowook takes a sip of the absinthe and he feels the wonderful burning sensation in his throat as Donghae finally breaks the balls on the table.

"I pocketed a ball, so I get the next shot. I choose the solid coloured balls and you the striped ones, alright?" Donghae says and he doesn't realize that he has been talking to himself all that while. Ryeowook carries his glass in one hand as he ambles towards his unsuspecting hyung with a predatory look in his eyes.

Donghae is bent gracefully over the table again and is ready to take a shot when he feels somebody's warm body mold against his back and his cue misses the cue ball. Donghae hisses.

"Oh, too bad," Ryeowook whispers heatedly into Donghae's ear and Donghae shudders. Ryeowook takes another long sip from his glass.

"Wookie?" Donghae stammers with uncertainty and he gets no answer. Ryeowook tosses his glass away and there is a piercing crash and it makes Donghae jump.

Suddenly, Ryeowooks turns his hyung around to face him and he slams their lips together violently. When Donghae opens his mouth to gasp and Ryeowook parts his own lips so that the absinthe he held inside his mouth pours into Donghae's. The liquid burns in their mouths as it escapes pass their lips and trickle down their chins and Ryeowook is convinced that absinthe taste better on heated skin.

Donghae is moaning into the kiss and Ryeowook slides his tongue inside his hyung's eager mouth to stroke the inside of Donghae's slick cavern. Donghae is moving feverishly against Ryeowook, grabbing the soft brown hair to deepen the kiss and taste more of the sweet liquor inside his dongsaeng's hot mouth. Ryeowook can feel Donghae's throat convulsing around his marauding tongue as he swallows the remnants of absinthe and Ryeowook can feel his hyung's hardness rubbing keenly against his through their clothing.

Donghae's hands curl in the front of Ryeowook's shirt and Ryeowook is soon void of his shirt and he growls deep at how needy his hyung is and he tugs off Donghae's t-shirt over his head and flings it to some corner of the room.

Donghae throws his head back and his hands grab blindly onto Ryeowook's sweaty back when Ryeowook licks at the sensitive skin along his shoulder and a guttural moan rips from his throat when Ryeowook lowers his head to suck at the distended nubs on his hyung's chest and Ryeowook now knows that Donghae is a scratcher.

Ryeowook lifts Donghae onto the table and Donghae crashes his bruised lips against Ryeowook's again and Donghae moans sweetly into the kiss simply because Ryeowook is such a good kisser, lips soft and yielding like petals of a flower and it makes Donghae even harder.

Donghae clears the object balls to the side of the table and rests his back onto it. He pulls Ryeowook up so that the younger man is straddling his waist and his face hovering so closely above his.

Donghae has a very mischievous smile on his lips as he reaches down to lightly grip around Ryeowook's clothed erection and Ryeowook lets out a shaky groan. Donghae smirks triumphantly before working his fingers on Ryeowook's belt buckle and he unzips Ryeowook's pants to delve his fingers under the elastic waistband he found there and he stokes at the thick flesh inside.

"You're a really naughty boy, hyung," Ryeowook laughs deeply as his back arches with pleasure as Donghae strokes him to full hardness. Donghae just looks up at his dongsaeng with large naïve eyes and Ryeowook wonders if that is how the other members see him as – innocent and uncorrupted.

Donghae finally pulls out slightly sticky fingers and he begins to unbuckle his own tight jeans and he lifts his hips so that he can pull them off. Above him, Ryeowook is stripping his own pants off his long legs along with his boxers and when his erection is freed, Donghae stares at the weeping erection and licks his lips greedily.

Ryeowook spits into his fingers and he slides his wet fingers teasingly along Donghae's twitching length and Donghae thrusts his hips upwards and Ryeowook smirks cruelly. His fingers run lower and Donghae spreads his legs further apart so that Ryeowook can find his petite entrance there. Ryeowook pushes in his finger and Donghae cannot stop the erotic moan from leaving his kiss crushed lips.

Ryeowook's mind is starting to grow foggy from the absinthe and he is beginning to lose control and the intoxicating look of his pretty hyung spread out and wanting underneath him isn't making matters any better. Ryeowook can feel the fire burning inside his body and he impatiently stretches the snug insides of his hyung and he can't wait to sink himself inside that intense hot tightness currently hugging around his fingers.

"Okay, okay. I can take it now," Donghae says softly and Ryeowook pulls out his fingers immediately and replacing them with his length. Ryeowook pushes in and Ryeowook gasps at the constricting slick muscles around him and Ryeowook palms are on the table on either side of Donghae's fanned out dark hair to prevent himself from falling onto Donghae from the extreme sensation.

It takes a few minutes for Donghae to get used to the feeling of Ryeowook stretching his insides wide open and that's when Ryeowook begins to rock back and forth inside Donghae. Donghae's nails are buried deep into Ryeowook's spine as Ryeowook thrusts into him in a slow pace.

Donghae arches his back like a sinewy cat when Ryeowook finally hits that secret spot inside him and Donghae immediately wraps his shaky hands around his own aching length that is poking into Ryeowook's lower abdomen and leaving sticky trails on the sweaty skin. He pumps his hardness following every thrust from his dongsaeng and his lips part in a silent cry and there is a sudden explosion of white that blinds his vision and he erupts hard in his own hand, coating Ryeowook's abdomen and his stomach with cum.

Ryeowook gasps when Donghae comes and the passage constricts even tighter around him and Ryeowook wants to feel more of it. Ryeowook's eyes are shut when he begins to pound into his hyung roughly, his self-control consumed by the absinthe in his system and mad fiery pleasure running through his veins. He rams in again harder and deeper each time and when he buries himself inside one last time, Donghae's muscles clenches around him tightly and Ryeowook releases his cum inside his hyung with a hoarse cry before toppling over his exhausted hyung and Donghae lets out another delicious moan.

"It's 12:01. Hangeng is going to kill us," Donghae underneath his weight groans as he strokes Ryeowook's white thighs resting on either sides of his hips, his mind still hazy from the aftermath.

"I'm not counting on it," Ryeowook murmurs knowingly and he kisses Donghae softly on his forehead.



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