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Just Lykke and Yang?

(Author's note: A lot of these won't have a long story, so.. if you want character development on specifically these two,just read the fic.)
Yang pressed him hard against the wall, being rewarded with a whine escaping Lykke. He slipped his hands up his shirt, holding onto his mid back. He bit his bottom lip gently, thoughts of what he could do to Lykke running through his mind..
He placed a few kisses against his neck, his breath a little heavy as he pressed his hips to Lykke's.
Lykke gripped him, reddening as he felt him. He felt him. He let out a small breath at his lips on his neck, closing his eyes as he shakily pressed back.
Yang slipped a hand down and held him up under him, and began to roll his hips against his. Fuck, he was hard.
Lykke quivered, feeling the sparks go through his body. Yang thought it was adorable, meeting his eyes and giving a teasing smirk.
Lykke stared back into his, his mouth open, letting out breaths everytime he was pressed against. Yang kissed his cheek softly, and began getting rougher against him. He felt shivers up his spine, pressing harder against him involuntarily.
Lykke let out a more formed moan, tilting his head back and feeling his legs twitch around Yang.
He wrapped his legs tighter around him, his hands gripping his shirt.
Yang pressed harder against him, grunting softly as he began to kissed his shoulders.
Lykke rolled his hips the best he could, whimpering softly under his breath as he began to get his own jacket off.
God, Yang felt so hot and so... needy for him..
He pressed his hips up, holding him there against the wall. He lifted Lykke's shirt, looking at him as he placed his mouth onto his nipples.
Lykke gripped his hair, looking down at him and twitching against him. He let out a shakey noise as he felt his mouth against him. He jolted his hips hard against his, and Yang let out a groan against his sensitive buds.
"F-fuck..~" he whined, gripping Yang's hair once more and whining.
Yang pulled his mouth off, letting out a huff, saliva connecting his lips from the pink bud.
He finally let Lykke down, biting his lip gently as he rubbed his lover's hips,
"Shit, I just wanna ruin you..~" he whispered, his eyes locked with his. Lykke returned the smirk, lacing his fingers with his and pulling him along.
Yang followed, and they were in their room.
Lykke pulled him close, his heart pounding as he pressed his lips against Yang's.
Yang returned the kiss tenderly, slowly working Lykke's pants off.
Lykke was simply in his boxers. He bit his lip gently, his eyes locking with Yang's once more as he pulled him onto the bed and on top of him.
Yang gave a lustful smirk, spreading Lykke's legs and rubbing his hands against him. Lykke couldn't help but seize underneath him.
He moaned softly, closing his eyes and whining softly. He looked at him, "Yang..~" he whispered, pressing against his hand, "Please..~" he quivered against his hand.
Yang pressed back in unison, quietly listening as he felt himself throb. Shit, he couldn't take it..
He got his cock out, stroking himself gently as he got his hips between his legs. He rubbed against him causing Lykke to shiver snd wrap his arms and legs around him.
Lykke felt so warm, staring up at his lover and biting his lip gently.
Yang gently pressed in, holding his hips tightly and groaning, feeling Lykke around him. Lykke moaned amd tilted his head back, "Ughh..~" he moaned softly, feeling himself stretched once more.
Yang got all the way in, whispering teases, "Do you know how much I wanna do to you..~?" He asked, "How much I just wanna ruin you..~" he whispered,Lykke fighting to answer as Yang began to move.
He gripped him, "Y-yes..~ Please..~" he whispered, breathless at the pleasure running through his body.
Yang hovered above him and thrusted into him, grunting softly and holding one of his thighs. Lykke's body moved along with his, pressing back against him as he whined.
They gripped each other, noises escaping off into the night air.
Lykke began to get louder, holding onto him as Yang got rougher with him. Pleasure spiked through them, sharing each other's pleasure.