[M] Ache (1/1)

Ache |āk|(n) a continuous or prolonged dull pain in a part of one's body[ in sing. ] an emotion experienced with painful or bittersweet intensity(v) [ no obj. ] (of a person) suffer from a continuous dull pain• (of a part of one's body) be the source of such a pain:feel intense sadness or compassion:     Sungyeol climbed over Myungsoo’s laps, didn’t even let his boyfriend’s lips slip away, he moved his hips a little, wanted to tease the later. The friction between their crotches against each other made Myungsoo bit Sungyeol’s lips a little too hard; and it made Sungyeol moaned a little. Myungsoo kept kissing his boyfriend, hands still roaming under his shirt. He just hated the fabrics between their skins.  “I want them off…” Myungsoo demanded. Sungyeol smiled and unbutton his shirt one by one, “Fuck… Do it faster Yeol.” Myungsoo hissed. Sungyeol grabbed Myungsoo’s neck and smirked.“You get to top… and demand?” Myungsoo rolled his eyes and took off his shirt then he unbutton Sungyeol’s shirt as well.“You love being dominated by me.”  Myungsoo started attacking Sungyeol’s neck, making trails of hickeys from his neck to his collarbone, and licking every mole Sungyeol has. Sungyeol as a good boyfriend as he was, kept moaning for every time Myungsoo sucked his skin for he knows it well Myungsoo loves it when Sungyeol moan, or scream for him even.  “Can we do it without any foreplay Yeol? I really. REALLY want to be inside you now.” Myungsoo whispered in between his kiss.“Let me strip then.” He said while unbuckling his belt, he took off his pants and his boxer as well, and grinned widely when he saw Myungsoo licked his bottom lips seductively, eyes still gazing on his bare naked body, “Like what you see? It’s a bit unfair for you with that pants.” Sungyeol kneeled beside Myungsoo and kissed his neck, hands struggling with Myungsoo’s belt and pants. Myungsoo helped himself and took his pants off.  “Where’s the lube?” Myungsoo asked.“Don’t need one. I want you in me now”“Ride me.” Myungsoo demanded again. And with that, Sungyeol positioned himself on top Myungsoo, he grabbed his member and placed it in front of his entrance. He pushed it inside a bit and flinched by the pain. Myungsoo felt how Sungyeol’s body became stiff and kissed him, trying to ease the pain away. Myungsoo put his hands on Sungyeol’s waist, helped him lower himself. Myungsoo moaned when he felt Sungyeol’s walls wrapped around his member.  After a while the pain has loosen and Sungyeol started to raised his hips and sits back down at slow pace. He kept doing it repeatedly, and fastens his pace. Myungsoo thrusted his hips upwards, hitting Sungyeol. “Myung…Soo… Harder.” Sungyeol said in between his heavy breaths. Myungsoo kissed Sungyeol and growled when his boyfriend bit him, he took Sungyeol’s hands and wrapped them to his neck. He grabbed on his legs and flipped him lightly. Sungyeol wrapped his legs on Myungsoo’s waist, and Myungsoo just knew, he thrusted into Sungyeol hard and fast. Hands nibbling Sungyeol’s nipple, his lips didn’t leave Sungyeol’s.  Sungyeol moaned and scratched Myungsoo’s back when Myungsoo hit his sweet spot. Myungsoo smirked and took Sungyeol’s neglected member and thrusted it with his hands. Sungyeol screamed his name when Myungsoo kept it hard and fast. Sungyeol could feel it coming, the way Myungsoo slamming into him hard or Myungsoo’s hand on his member drove him insane. He screamed Myungsoo’s name again when he released his warm liquid. “Fuck… Yeol…” Myungsoo growled when he came as well. Myungsoo stopped thrusting eventually and took his member out and fell beside Sungyeol. He leaned onto his boyfriend and kissed him again softly.  Myungsoo growled when the bell rang, he was peacefully sleeping beside his boyfriend after a sex session. Sungyeol stood beside the bed about to wear his shirt, “Go back to bed. I’ll open the door.” He smiled. Myungsoo blinked. His boyfriend is a light sleeper after all, the bell might have rang a few times until it woke him up, but Sungyeol might have just woke up from the first rang, therefore he got time to wear his boxer and shirt before walking out to the door. Myungsoo sank his head in between his pillows.     “Mr. Lee’s apartment is it?” the postman asked.“Yes.”“A package for Mr.Lee Sung Yeol.”“Yes, that’s me.” He smiled. The postman gave him a receipt and a pen.“Please sign here Mr.Lee.” and dug trough his bag full of letters and a few small boxes. Sungyeol picked up the pen. He stared at his hand for a moment… His heart ached.  “Lee ssi?” Sungyeol lift his head up.“Y…Yes?”“The sign… here.” The postman pointed a space on the paper. Sungyeol nodded and gulped.     He couldn’t hold his pen properly anymore.     ---------------------------​---------------------------​---------------------------​---------------------------​---------------------------​---------------------------hello! sorry for the (extremely) late update, i was on vacay to singapore! :D had a lot of great shoping deals there. anyway yes, you might be wondering 'so what if he couldnt hold his pen anymore' well. let me help you with that. remember what Sungyeol said before? the first stage? after the falling most people with xp have some kind of nerve failures. one of them called ataxia, and its symptoms are losing balance, poor coordination, change in speech, have difficulty in swallowing, anddd difficulty in fine-motor task such as eating, writing, or even buttoning a shirt. (yes i did a lot of research before writing....) so...... yes............. waiting for death threats..... please don't....