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close to you ☆ haechan.
fluff. suggestive. mdni.
warnings: nipple play.
haechan rests his head on your shoulder, his legs resting on your lap. it's an awkward position, you're certain it hurts for him — but he doesn't care. he needs to be close to you, so impossibly close. if he could, he'd crawl into your ribcage and make a home out of it. he'd seep into your veins and borrow its warmth. tenderly, he rubs his head against your skin, akin to a cat's which elicits giggles from you.
"tickles, hyuck," you whisper, body automatically inching away from his. though he only scooches closer, resuming his ministrations.
"you're soooo warm," he mutters. he wraps his arms around your neck, burying his face into your skin. he presses his body against yours, you could feel the steady thumping of his chest with the way that he's practically sitting on top of you. your warmth becomes shared, limbs entangled to a point you're not sure where it starts and where it ends. hyuck takes your hand and places it on his chest.
he whispers against your neck, its vibrations sending shivers down your spine. "do you feel that? it's only this calm when i'm with you. it beats the fastest when i'm with you too."
you only let out a hum — because you're not quite sure what to say to such vulnerability, and you fear you might cry. you tilt your head to press a kiss onto his forehead. to which he reciprocates by kissing your neck, trailing the kisses up your jaw, then your ear, lightly sucking on the skin. his hands trail down your waist, slipping into your tee (which was once his), his fingers gingerly grabbing onto your skin. hyuck continues kissing on your neck, leaving hickeys in its wake, purple-blue bruises marking you as his. hyuck's fingers trail towards your breasts, massaging on the skin, his thumb lightly teasing on your nipple. you throw your head back and he snickers, pinching and tugging on both your nipples.
he breathes into your neck, "fuck — need to be closer. need to be inside you."
close to you ☆ haechan.
fluff. suggestive. mdni.
warnings: nipple play.
haechan rests his head on your shoulder, his legs resting on your lap. it's an awkward position, you're certain it hurts for him — but he doesn't care. he needs to be close to you, so impossibly close. if he could, he'd crawl into your ribcage and make a home out of it. he'd seep into your veins and borrow its warmth. tenderly, he rubs his head against your skin, akin to a cat's which elicits giggles from you.
"tickles, hyuck," you whisper, body automatically inching away from his. though he only scooches closer, resuming his ministrations.
"you're soooo warm," he mutters. he wraps his arms around your neck, burying his face into your skin. he presses his body against yours, you could feel the steady thumping of his chest with the way that he's practically sitting on top of you. your warmth becomes shared, limbs entangled to a point you're not sure where it starts and where it ends. hyuck takes your hand and places it on his chest.
he whispers against your neck, its vibrations sending shivers down your spine. "do you feel that? it's only this calm when i'm with you. it beats the fastest when i'm with you too."
you only let out a hum — because you're not quite sure what to say to such vulnerability, and you fear you might cry. you tilt your head to press a kiss onto his forehead. to which he reciprocates by kissing your neck, trailing the kisses up your jaw, then your ear, lightly sucking on the skin. his hands trail down your waist, slipping into your tee (which was once his), his fingers gingerly grabbing onto your skin. hyuck continues kissing on your neck, leaving hickeys in its wake, purple-blue bruises marking you as his. hyuck's fingers trail towards your breasts, massaging on the skin, his thumb lightly teasing on your nipple. you throw your head back and he snickers, pinching and tugging on both your nipples.
he breathes into your neck, "fuck — need to be closer. need to be inside you."
