#henyang

"Eu Amo Você"

— ligações de almas ☆

uso pessoal (wayvcod)

“I missed you,” Hendery whispered in between stolen kisses, his hands sliding from Yangyang’s small waist to his ass, groping him with his fingers, “missed having you like this”.

Between the dorm change and Yangyang’s new friendships in NCT it seemed like months had passed since the last time they had seen each other, let alone spent some time together. Yangyang must have missed him just as much, hands trailing up and down Hendery’s body as he pulled him in for another kiss as if in these past few months he had forgotten what Hendery’s mouth tasted like.

Yangyang let out a breathy moan that went straight to Hendery’s cock when he pulled away from the kiss, peppering Yangyang’s jaw in wet kisses, “up,” Hendery said, once again groping Yangyang, squeezing his cheeks between his fingers until he got the point and jumped up into his arms, long legs wrapped around Hendery’s waist. Like this Hendery could feel how hard Yangyang was, cock straining against the confines of his shorts and pushing deliciously against Hendery’s stomach. 

“Hen, I ne - “ Yangyang started, searching Hendery’s eyes with his own, big and round, and getting interrupted by Hendery’s lips on his once again, Hendery’s tongue sliding into his waiting mouth. 

“I know, I know,” Hendery breathed out once he pulled away, a string of saliva still connecting the two, “I’ll give you what you need”. He turned around, Yangyang tightly wrapped around him and roughly pushed him against the wall, swallowing his pained whimper, one hand sliding up to pull on Yangyang’s hair now that the wall was helping hold him up. 

Even with his shorts still on, Hendery knew his hands would leave bruises on Yangyang’s hips with the way he was squeezing him. And Yangyang just moaned in response, delighted and fucked out, eyes rolling to the back of his head when Hendery started grinding against him. 

“That’s it, let me hear you, sweetheart” Hendery whispered in his ear, yanking on his hair again to have a better access to his neck. 

Yangyang whimpered at the pet name, hips bucking up against Hendery’s, their cocks brushing against each other over all their layers of clothes. 

“I can’t wait to get inside you,” Hendery said, between sucking a dark bruise onto Yangyang’s unblemished neck licking a line up the side of it, all the way up to his ear before taking it between his teeth. That seemed to pull a reaction out of Yangyang, a broken sob leaving his lips as his chest hiccuped at the thought.

“Hen, please”.

“Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you, darling? Spreading your tight hole open on my cock,” Hendery breathed out, a moan leaving his own lips at his words as he pulled on Yangyang’s hair, harder than before causing him to keen, “fucking you so hard you can barely walk tomorrow and everyone would know why,” Hendery continued, leaving wet, open mouthed kisses along Yangyang’s jaw, his hips grinding against Yangyang at a quick pace just as Yangyang bucked his own, desperate for more friction.

“Yes, please, I want that, I - I want that,” was all Yangyang could mumble, too preoccupied with the way pleasure was growing in his gut. It was unusual for them, more of a vanilla couple but Yangyang loved when Hendery got like this, rough and possessive, whispering in his ear all the ways he wanted to ruin him, leaving marks on his body for everyone to see. 

“Yeah?” Hendery asked, sliding his hand from Yangyang’s hip, under his shirt all the way to his chest, letting his blunt nails graze his hardened nipple, “want everyone to know how much of a desperate slut you are for me?”, he carried on in a sweet tone, in complete contrast with his words, thrusting roughly against Yangyang before circling his hips, Yangyang’s bulge trapped between their bodies. 

“Oh no, fuck, fuck, no,” Yangyang whimpered as his body went taut, eyes rolling back, hands tightly clawing at Hendery’s back, pulling him close.

“What is it?” Hendery asked, voice tinged in worry, until he took in the sight of Yangyang: cheeks burning bright red, big eyes swarming with tears before he looked away, avoiding Hendery’s gaze. Tentatively he slid his hand down to where he could feel a large, wet patch on Yangyang’s shorts, “aww darling, already?” Hendery teased, fondling Yangyang’s now soft cock over his drenched shorts before pulling him for a soft kiss that he hoped would be comforting. 

Yangyang let himself be kissed, Hendery’s previously rough touches becoming sweet and gentle as he cupped his cheeks with one hand and petted his side with another, slowly and softly circling his hips causing Yangyang to whimper in overstimulation into his eager mouth.

“Let’s move this to the bedroom and get you out of those dirty shorts”