Warnings: Slight Violence, Rough Sex, Toys, Bondage.
A/N: Please excuse the fail!title >.< written pretty much on a whim >.> this was inspired by a picture I posted in the MinSu thread HERE and a comment following that by Tsurara xD Changmin looks pretty much like he does in the picture, suit and all, though Junsu looks physically like the picture, but wears an outfit similar to his solo parts in the 'Beautiful You' PV, HERE. This is pretty much just 8 pages of smut in word. I hope you enjoy it! I can't believe I wrote it though >.> *runs and hides*
Changmin watched the scene in front of him with a stony look on his face. His fingers twitched towards his gun. He was fighting back the urge to draw it out and riddle the man in front of him with bullets. For the moment though, he was satisfied with having his men beat the man bloody.
The man was screaming in pain, begging for him to call the men off, to spare his life. He relished the screams, but the man still had information that he wanted, so he called the men off. They stepped back reluctantly, the man left shaking and whimpering, cut and bloody and bruised and curled in a ball. Changmin stepped forward and crouched down in front of them man, cocking his head to the right a bit and a smirk on his face.
“Now, are you going to tell me what I want?”
The man trembled and nodded ‘yes’ shakily. “Y-yes! Yes, j-just please, god, please don’t hurt me anymore!” Changmin quirked an eyebrow and shook his head, speaking in a patronizing tone.
“Now, now, that’s not how this works and you know it. You tell me what I want, and if I’m in a good mood afterward, you live. If I’m not or you don’t, you die.” He shrugged a lazy, uncaring smirk on his face. “It’s as simple as that.”
“Ohgodohgodohgodohgod…” the man kept mumbling. Changmin sighed, annoyed, and reached down and dragged the man up by the collar before punching him harshly in the face. He felt the bone break beneath his fist and a stream of blood came down from the man’s broken nose. The man screamed again, his hands coming up to cup his nose.
Changmin ignored that however, once again speaking in a very calm manner. “Now, tell me what I want before I just decide to put a bullet through your pathetic head and be done with it.”
The man fell silent, whimpers still escaping him before nodding, not dropping his hands before he started to speak.
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Changmin scowled and whipped the blood spatter off if his face with the back of his hand, putting his gun back in its holster. The men around him were silent, not looking at him and afraid of speaking out of turn in case Changmin turned his gun on them.
Changmin turned swiftly on his heel and started walking out, not looking back at the bloody corpse, his men following him without question. Outside the building they had been in Yoochun was waiting against Changmin’s car, fiddling with his phone. He looked up as they came out, eyes widening at the look on Changmin’s face. He swiftly texted someone before closing his phone and opening the door for Changmin when he reached him, letting Changmin slide inside the car before closing the door behind him and walking around to the driver’s side and getting in, starting the car.
Yoochun drove him back to the base in silence, the other’s following behind. Changmin was scary when he was pissed off, and was likely to shoot anyone who pissed him off even further when he was in this condition. And since all you had to do was just look at him wrong when he was like this, everyone pretty much took to keeping silent and trying to avoid his wrath.
There was only one person who could handle him like this, and luckily Yoochun had had time to text them before Changmin had reached the car, and he they should be waiting for Changmin when they got back. They were the only person who could get away with anything in Changmin’s presence, regardless of the mood he was in at the time, and also the only person who could calm him down or distract him when he got into a bad mood.
Everyone under Changmin’s command was very grateful to him from the moment Junsu came into Changmin’s life. Before him, Changmin was in an almost perpetual bad mood. He was difficult and trigger happy and very violent. After though, he calmed down, would joke with his men and would actually smile every now and then, something that had never happened before.
Unfortunately, that didn’t stop him from ever getting into a bad mood again, and when it came to Junsu, Changmin was very possessive and protective. If anyone made Junsu mad or sad or was mean to him or touched him in an inappropriate way (which for Changmin was anyone other than him touching him period) or looking at him inappropriately or did anything that Changmin didn’t like…well let’s just say they stood less of a chance than someone who just pissed him off.
They pulled up to the base and Changmin had gotten out before the car had come to a complete stop. Everyone must have been warned that Changmin would be in a mood because almost no one was around, and the ones that were quickly averted their eyes and bowed down deeply so as to avoid Changmin’s wrath. Changmin and Yoochun entered the main hall and Yoochun glanced around discretely for Junsu.
‘Damnit he said that he would meet Changmin here!’
“Yoochun.” Yoochun gulped and almost snapped to attention, stopping in his tracks and looking up at Changmin.
“Yes Changmin?”
Changmin glanced at his second-in-command and saw the bit of fear lurking behind his eyes. He almost felt bad, he really didn’t like having Yoochun afraid of him seeing as they had grown up together and had gotten into this together. Yoochun had always been someone he could trust unconditionally, who he knew would always have his back, but at the moment he was just so pissed off at what he had learned that he didn’t really care.
“You – ”
“Changmin-ah~…”
Changmin stopped abruptly, turning on his heel to look at the man who had called him so sensually. Junsu stood behind him, looking at him with desire in his eyes. Changmin felt his anger dissipating, arousal starting to burn through him slowly. He smirked, walking forward and wrapping his arms around Junsu and pulling him against him, feeling Junsu’s arousal pressing against his thigh, Junsu’s arms coming up to wrap around his neck.
He looked back at Yoochun who looked like he was trying to decide whether to look amused or relieved. Changmin smirked. “We’ll talk about it later Yoochun.” It was a dismissal and Yoochun nodded, walking away swiftly. Changmin turned back to Junsu who had started kissing at his neck when his attention was diverted. He grinned and grabbed Junsu’s ass and pulled him closer, grinding Junsu’s erection against him. Junsu moaned loudly against his neck, panting a little, and Changmin leaned down and started to place kisses along Junsu’s exposed collarbone.
“Mmm, Yoochun texted you, didn’t he?”
Junsu chuckled and shrugged. “If he did?” Changmin just chuckled before pushing Junsu back against the wall and squeezing his ass lightly before leaning down and catching his lips in a rough, bruising kiss. Junsu responded back eagerly, hands gripping the back of Changmin’s head and pulling it closer. Changmin swiftly pushed his tongue inside Junsu’s willing mouth, a battle for dominance breaking out, and one that Junsu lost quite enthusiastically.
Changmin ground his own quickly hardening arousal against Junsu before pulling his up by the ass, Junsu quickly wrapping his legs around Changmin’s waist and grinding against him once again. Changmin pulled away from Junsu’s lips, Junsu groaning at the loss before whimpering as Changmin’s lips instead started to focus on his neck, licking and biting and kissing it.
Changmin pulled away from Junsu’s neck, walking down the hall so he could get them too his room. Junsu, groaning at the loss of Changmin’s lips on him instead went back to grinding against Changmin, tightening his arms and legs around his as he did so and leaning down to start kissing at Changmin’s neck again. Changmin held in a groan as he finally reached his room, taking a hand off of Junsu reluctantly so that he can open the door, moving inside quickly before almost slamming the door behind him and pushing Junsu against it as he locked it.
Junsu groaned at the impact before arching against Changmin and whimpering, eyes closed and trying to pull him closer. Changmin just watched him, not doing anything and smirking. He longed to touch him, to make him loose control under his finger’s and mouth and…
Junsu pulled back some and opened his eyes, trying to glare at Changmin, though it came out more pleading than anything. “P-please, t-touch me Changmin!”
Changmin chuckled, pulling back completely and letting Junsu drop to the ground. Junsu frowned and pushed back up against Changmin, the pleading look still there. Changmin just stepped back though before unwrapping Junsu’s arms from around him. Junsu pouted, moving to touch Changmin against before Changmin stopped him, smirking and shaking his head.
“Un-ah Junsu. No touching, not yet.”
Junsu’s eyes widened, recognizing the mood Changmin was in before smirking. He walked forward slowly, putting a finger to Changmin’s chest (and Changmin allowing him, recognizing the smirk and glint in Junsu’s eyes) and pushing him back until the back of Changmin’s legs rested against the bed and pushing him until Changmin sat down. Changmin watched Junsu with a smirk, relaxing on the bed and leaning back on his hands and crossing his legs.
Junsu stepped back from Changmin, watching him as intently as Changmin was watching him. He licked his lips and walked a bit further away, not taking his eyes off of Changmin, before he started to dance. It was sensual and erotic, even without music. Changmin couldn’t take his eyes off of him, even if he wanted too…which he didn’t.
Junsu licked his lips as he moved, never taking his eyes from Changmin’s as he swayed and twisted, touching himself as he did. He slowly slid on hand up the side of his thigh, slipping it underneath his shirt and sliding it across the skin of his stomach. He slowly drew it out before unbuttoning the rest of his shirt, the top half already undone. He slid the shirt off of his shoulders so it pooled around his wrists, never stopping his dancing.
Changmin licked his lips as he watched the show, feeling his erection press up almost painfully against his pants. As Junsu threw his shirt away from him, twisting his body around and continuing his dance, Changmin slowly undoing his pants and pulling his erection free and stroking it slowly, moaning lowly as he did.
He saw Junsu stop for a second, eyes zeroing in on his erection and growing hotter with his lust, licking his lips sensually and erection straining harder against his pants. Changmin grinned, pushing his hips up slightly and gripping his erection a bit tighter as he stroked, moaning again in the back of his throat. Junsu groaned again before locking eyes on his again and resuming his dance.
This time he added noise as he touched himself when he danced, biting his bottom lip and palming his erection, giving Changmin a heated stare the whole time, trying to make Changmin give in and fuck him senseless right then and there. Changmin, however, was more determined and pushed aside the desire to do as Junsu wanted, as hard as it was. Junsu, meanwhile, had moved onto his pants, undoing them slowly before sliding them down and kicking them off to reveal than he hadn’t been wearing any underwear.
Changmin smirked and licked his lips, stroking himself one last time before standing and taking his suit jacket off, undoing his tie as well before walking towards Junsu, not bothering to do his pants back up or tuck himself back in. Junsu licked his lips and watched as he approached, reaching his arms up and wrapping them around Changmin when he was close enough and pulling him against him roughly before crashing his lips against Changmin’s and grinding their erections together.
Changmin and Junsu both groaned at the contact, Changmin’s hands coming up to grip Junsu’s hips tight enough to bruise them, grinding back against him. His hands moved from Junsu’s hips as they grinded together, moving to Junsu’s ass and groping him, making Junsu moan loudly before Changmin pulled Junsu’s cheeks apart, exposing him to the room. Junsu shivered against him as he moved a finger over the whorled pucker, pressing against it before slipping the tip of a finger inside teasingly then pulling it out.
Junsu ripped his mouth from Changmin’s and leaned against him instead, whimpering and gnawing at Changmin’s neck, simultaneously pushing back against Changmin’s teasing finger and pushing his erection forward against Changmin’s matching one. Changmin just chuckled before pulling away completely, Junsu groaning and looking up at him with pleading eyes. Changmin just shook his head and motioned to the bed, Junsu panting before drawing away from Changmin and moving to the bed, climbing on top of it slowly before posing on his hands and knees near the headboard and glancing back at Changmin with heated eyes.
Changmin grinned before slowly unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it somewhere in the room, not caring where it landed up before moving over to his desk in the corner of the room and opening the bottom drawer and gazing at the multitude of items inside. He contemplated his selection, knowing that Junsu was just growing more frustrated by the second. He grinned, finally selecting five items out of drawer before closing it.
He turned and walked back to the bed, knowing Junsu was watching him closely to see what he chose, though he made sure to hide the items. Junsu stared at him in slight frustration but Changmin just grinned before motioning with his finger for Junsu to look the other way. Junsu gave him one last heated stare before complying, turning to stare at the headboard in front of him. His sight, however, was soon cut off as a strip of cloth was lowered over his eyes and tied behind his head, obstructing his vision. He bit his lip, holding back his whimper as Changmin slowly raised one of his hands and tied it to the headboard with a long strip of cloth before doing the same thing to the other.
Junsu shivered as Changmin trailed his lips down the arm closest to him, moving his lips along his shoulder blade to follow the path of Junsu’s spine, stopping right above the swell of Junsu’s ass and nibbling and sucking at the spot, leaving behind a dark purple mark before he moved along, Junsu whimpering and moaning the whole time, before trailing his lips along and down the crevice of Junsu’s ass, passing over Junsu’s entrance and licking at the spot behind Junsu’s balls, making Junsu arch back against his mouth and moan loudly. Changmin smirked before moving back up and nibbling on and around Junsu’s entrance, feeling Junsu push back against him before he finally stopped teasing him and pushed his tongue slowly inside.
Junsu moaned lowly at the back of his throat before pushing back against Changmin’s probing tongue. Changmin tongue fucked him for a short while before pulling back, Junsu groaning at the loss, before pressing a kiss against the mark he made. As he kissed his way back up Junsu’s back he reached behind him and grabbed the last two items on the bed, pulling them forward before picking up one and swiftly pushing it inside Junsu as he reached Junsu’s neck, biting down roughly.
Junsu threw his head back and screamed in a mix of pleasure and pain, bucking back against the toy that filled him and tilting his head to the side as well to give Changmin more access to his neck. Changmin pulled the toy out and thrust it in a few times, pulling back from the bite and soothing the red skin with his tongue, before he thrust it back in one more time, hitting Junsu’s prostate as he did. Junsu screamed again, this time Changmin’s name falling from his lips.
Changmin grinned, moving his lips up and nibbling on Junsu’s ear a little before whispering into it huskily.
“I love it when you scream my Junsu. Mmm, by the time I’m done with you I’ll make sure that’s all you’re able to scream until you can’t anymore, voice hoarse and rough, in so much pleasure you’ll be overcome by it.”
Junsu shivered and moaned Changmin’s name, turning his head blindly to attach his lips against Changmin’s and kissing him enthusiastically once he found what he was looking for. Changmin moaned against Junsu’s lips before pulling the toy out and thrusting it back in roughly against, Junsu bucking back into the movement and moaning against Changmin’s lips. Changmin grinned though, before biting Junsu’s bottom lips lightly and flipping the vibrator on to medium, making sure to keep it firmly against Junsu’s prostate.
Junsu ripped his lips away from Changmin’s to scream his name again, a litany of curses following this time. Changmin hummed in approval before pulling back and picking up the last item on the bed and securing it around Junsu’s straining erection firmly. Junsu groaned in disapproval at the restricting feeling of the cock ring encircling his erection and preventing his orgasm until Changmin took it off. Changmin sat back on his heels on grinned at the sight in front of him.
Junsu was on his knees, arms up and tied to the headboard, muscles standing out and straining in his back, head thrown back and panting, moans of Changmin’s name falling from his lips like a prayer, hips moving back into the vibrations and twitching forward, as if to grind his erection against the sheets and unable to, a light sheen of sweat covering his body and making his hair stick to his forehead and the back of his neck.
“You’re so beautiful like this baby. Tied up and desperate and wanting, my name falling from your lips so sensually, the pleasure you’re feeling slowly building up inside you and nothing you can do about it. How long do you think you can last baby? How long until the pleasure is too much and you’re begging me to fuck you, to fill you up with my cum, giving you so much pleasure you feel like you’re going mad, and you’re begging me to finally give you your release? Hmm?”
Junsu moaned desperately, but he heard the challenge in Changmin’s words, recognized them and grinned, licking his lips and looking back in the general direction of Changmin’s words.
“T-those are, ah! P-pretty big pro-promises, oh~, s-sure you c-can, mmm, deliver?”
Changmin grinned, almost feral like, before pulling out the small remote to the vibrator currently inside Junsu and flipping on the second option, using the lowest setting, the vibration still going. Junsu’s head snapped back once against, a yell falling from his lips as the toy started fucking him by itself. He panted harshly and moaned, Changmin grinning and relaxing on the bed.
“Oh I think I’ve got it handled.”
Junsu just moaned, not answering and instead focusing on the sensation’s the toy inside him were giving him. Changmin, meanwhile, had gotten rid of his pants and boxers while he watched Junsu start to fall apart under the sensation’s the toy were giving him. He alternated the two different options, making the thrusts faster and slowing the vibration; slowing the thrusts and ramping up the vibration; mercilessly teasing Junsu’s prostate every time. Junsu was slowly reduced to incoherency, moans and screams falling from his lips constantly, the only coherent thing strung together amidst all that being Changmin’s name.
He was being driven slowly insane by the pleasure, and not being able to cum was torture. He had already had one-dry orgasm and he felt so sensitive it was almost painful, but it felt so good.
Changmin was sitting leisurely at the back of the bed, stroking himself slowly but making sure that he never fell or came to close and lost himself in orgasm. ‘Mmm, it shouldn’t be much longer now…’ almost as soon as he though it Junsu shuddered violently, another dry-orgasm ripping through him. He threw his head back and screamed, cursing colorfully before giving in, almost sobbing.
“Oh God! Changmin! Ch-Changmin, please! Please, fuck me! Please, oh god, please!”
Changmin grinned to himself and shut off the toy, Junsu whimpering, before Changmin pulled it out and threw it somewhere behind him. He then took Junsu by the hips, bruises already appearing in the shape of his finger’s, and twisted Junsu’s body onto his back, Junsu automatically wrapping his legs around Changmin’s waist tightly and grinding against him, whimpering. Changmin quickly lined up to Junsu’s entrance before pushing in roughly with no warning, groaning at Junsu’s tight heat gripping around him firmly and holding him inside.
Junsu threw his head back and screamed Changmin’s name, chest heaving and bucking up against Changmin to try to get him to move. Changmin grinned and leaned down, licking and biting at one of Junsu’s nipples before pulling his hips back and snapping them back roughly. Junsu screamed against and Changmin repeated the action over and over again, Junsu’s head tilted back and screams of Changmin’s name falling from his lips between curses and pleads for ‘more, oh god, please, harder, faster, please, Changmin!’
Changmin continued to molest Junsu’s chest thoroughly, leaving little marks all over his chest before moving up to Junsu’s neck, one side already sporting the red mark from earlier. Changmin once again latched onto that spot, thrusting his hips faster and harder, making sure to abuse Junsu’s prostate as he did.
He wasn’t going to last much longer, he could feel his release coming rapidly. So he released his mouth from Junsu’s neck, leaving behind an impressive mark that would probably be there for weeks to come, before undoing the blindfold on Junsu with his free hand, one gripping Junsu’s hips tightly. Junsu blinked at the sudden return of his sight, pants and curses still leaving his lips, before his eyes locked on Changmin’s. He moaned before screaming Changmin’s name again, eyes rolling up slightly, before Changmin cupped the side of his face and brought him into a rough kiss, muffling his screams.
Junsu groaned against Changmin’s lips, wishing he could wrap his arms around Changmin and clutch him tightly, run his nails down Changmin’s back and leave red welts behind, one of his ways of marking Changmin as his. Changmin moaned against Junsu’s lips as they moved with his, still cupping his face with one hand, the other leaving its spot of Junsu’s hip before making its way up to Junsu’s erection and stroking it in time with his thrusts. Junsu screamed against Changmin’s lips, feeling the pleasure building up again to his third orgasm of the evening.
Changmin swiftly took the cock-ring off and thrusted a few more times, feeling his orgasm start to rush through him before he whispered against Junsu’s lips.
“Cum for me baby.”
Junsu threw his head back and screamed Changmin’s name loud and clear, eyes rolling up into his head as the pleasure seemed to take him over and he came violently between them.
“CHANGMIN!”
Changmin felt his orgasm rip through him as Junsu tightened around him as a result of his own, cumming harshly inside Junsu. He shuddered and stroked Junsu through his powerful orgasm, his subsiding before Junsu’s. He reached up and undid the knots holding Junsu’s wrists to the headboard and gathered Junsu in his arms, pulling out slowly as he did, Junsu shuddering and sobbing at the intensity of his orgasm.
“Shh, shh, baby, I know, its okay, shhh.”
Junsu stopped shuddering after a minute or two, the sobbing stopping as well as he clung onto Changmin. Changmin pulled back a little too look at Junsu’s face, seeing him staring back at him weakly and barely conscious. Changmin grinned softly and Junsu weakly smiled back, Changmin’s softening at the sight and feeling his heart clench almost painfully in his chest. He raised a hand and cupped the side of Junsu’s face, leaning down and placing a chaste kiss on Junsu’s lips before pulling back and looking at him worriedly.
“Mm, you’re okay, right? I didn’t hurt you?”
Junsu chuckled weakly and shook his head, raising his hand to hold Changmin’s to his cheek.
“Never Min-ah. I’m fine, just feeling weak, though I did kinda ask for it, didn’t I?”
Changmin chuckled and leaned down to press another soft kiss to Junsu’s lips, feeling him kiss back weakly, before Changmin pulled back and smiled down at Junsu, feeling his heart swell with affection for the man in his arms. He ran a hand through Junsu’s hair gently, Junsu closing his eyes and leaning into the touch.
“You should get some rest baby, you’re tired and I bet you need it.”
Junsu chuckled and moved closer to Changmin, cuddling closer and wrapping his arms around Changmin, who did the same in return. Junsu pressed a kiss over Changmin’s heart before looking Changmin in the eyes and pouting slightly.
“Only if you promise to stay and keep me warm.”
Changmin chuckled and nodded, that talk he had been planning with Yoochun about the Intel they received that night could wait. He leaned down and kissed Junsu’s forehead before reaching underneath them and pulling the cover’s over them, pulling Junsu to him firmly. Junsu hummed in approval before pressing another kiss to Changmin’s chest and cuddling as close as possible, head on Changmin’s shoulder as he started to fall asleep. Before he did though, he said one last thing, voice soft and laced with tiredness.
“Mmm, love you Min-ah.”
Changmin smiled and kissed the top of Junsu’s head before letting his own fall against the pillows piled on the bed, sleep slowly taking him over too.
“Love you too baby.”
A/N: Oh God! *hides face* I can't believe I just wrote that >.< Please tell me what you think though! Also, check out this hilarious picture I found on Photobucket, I think If I had been wating or drinking I would have choked before bursting into laughter xD HERE!
A/N: Please excuse the fail!title >.< written pretty much on a whim >.> this was inspired by a picture I posted in the MinSu thread HERE and a comment following that by Tsurara xD Changmin looks pretty much like he does in the picture, suit and all, though Junsu looks physically like the picture, but wears an outfit similar to his solo parts in the 'Beautiful You' PV, HERE. This is pretty much just 8 pages of smut in word. I hope you enjoy it! I can't believe I wrote it though >.> *runs and hides*
In Which Changmin Gets Pissed and Junsu Takes Care of It
Changmin watched the scene in front of him with a stony look on his face. His fingers twitched towards his gun. He was fighting back the urge to draw it out and riddle the man in front of him with bullets. For the moment though, he was satisfied with having his men beat the man bloody.
The man was screaming in pain, begging for him to call the men off, to spare his life. He relished the screams, but the man still had information that he wanted, so he called the men off. They stepped back reluctantly, the man left shaking and whimpering, cut and bloody and bruised and curled in a ball. Changmin stepped forward and crouched down in front of them man, cocking his head to the right a bit and a smirk on his face.
“Now, are you going to tell me what I want?”
The man trembled and nodded ‘yes’ shakily. “Y-yes! Yes, j-just please, god, please don’t hurt me anymore!” Changmin quirked an eyebrow and shook his head, speaking in a patronizing tone.
“Now, now, that’s not how this works and you know it. You tell me what I want, and if I’m in a good mood afterward, you live. If I’m not or you don’t, you die.” He shrugged a lazy, uncaring smirk on his face. “It’s as simple as that.”
“Ohgodohgodohgodohgod…” the man kept mumbling. Changmin sighed, annoyed, and reached down and dragged the man up by the collar before punching him harshly in the face. He felt the bone break beneath his fist and a stream of blood came down from the man’s broken nose. The man screamed again, his hands coming up to cup his nose.
Changmin ignored that however, once again speaking in a very calm manner. “Now, tell me what I want before I just decide to put a bullet through your pathetic head and be done with it.”
The man fell silent, whimpers still escaping him before nodding, not dropping his hands before he started to speak.
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Changmin scowled and whipped the blood spatter off if his face with the back of his hand, putting his gun back in its holster. The men around him were silent, not looking at him and afraid of speaking out of turn in case Changmin turned his gun on them.
Changmin turned swiftly on his heel and started walking out, not looking back at the bloody corpse, his men following him without question. Outside the building they had been in Yoochun was waiting against Changmin’s car, fiddling with his phone. He looked up as they came out, eyes widening at the look on Changmin’s face. He swiftly texted someone before closing his phone and opening the door for Changmin when he reached him, letting Changmin slide inside the car before closing the door behind him and walking around to the driver’s side and getting in, starting the car.
Yoochun drove him back to the base in silence, the other’s following behind. Changmin was scary when he was pissed off, and was likely to shoot anyone who pissed him off even further when he was in this condition. And since all you had to do was just look at him wrong when he was like this, everyone pretty much took to keeping silent and trying to avoid his wrath.
There was only one person who could handle him like this, and luckily Yoochun had had time to text them before Changmin had reached the car, and he they should be waiting for Changmin when they got back. They were the only person who could get away with anything in Changmin’s presence, regardless of the mood he was in at the time, and also the only person who could calm him down or distract him when he got into a bad mood.
Everyone under Changmin’s command was very grateful to him from the moment Junsu came into Changmin’s life. Before him, Changmin was in an almost perpetual bad mood. He was difficult and trigger happy and very violent. After though, he calmed down, would joke with his men and would actually smile every now and then, something that had never happened before.
Unfortunately, that didn’t stop him from ever getting into a bad mood again, and when it came to Junsu, Changmin was very possessive and protective. If anyone made Junsu mad or sad or was mean to him or touched him in an inappropriate way (which for Changmin was anyone other than him touching him period) or looking at him inappropriately or did anything that Changmin didn’t like…well let’s just say they stood less of a chance than someone who just pissed him off.
They pulled up to the base and Changmin had gotten out before the car had come to a complete stop. Everyone must have been warned that Changmin would be in a mood because almost no one was around, and the ones that were quickly averted their eyes and bowed down deeply so as to avoid Changmin’s wrath. Changmin and Yoochun entered the main hall and Yoochun glanced around discretely for Junsu.
‘Damnit he said that he would meet Changmin here!’
“Yoochun.” Yoochun gulped and almost snapped to attention, stopping in his tracks and looking up at Changmin.
“Yes Changmin?”
Changmin glanced at his second-in-command and saw the bit of fear lurking behind his eyes. He almost felt bad, he really didn’t like having Yoochun afraid of him seeing as they had grown up together and had gotten into this together. Yoochun had always been someone he could trust unconditionally, who he knew would always have his back, but at the moment he was just so pissed off at what he had learned that he didn’t really care.
“You – ”
“Changmin-ah~…”
Changmin stopped abruptly, turning on his heel to look at the man who had called him so sensually. Junsu stood behind him, looking at him with desire in his eyes. Changmin felt his anger dissipating, arousal starting to burn through him slowly. He smirked, walking forward and wrapping his arms around Junsu and pulling him against him, feeling Junsu’s arousal pressing against his thigh, Junsu’s arms coming up to wrap around his neck.
He looked back at Yoochun who looked like he was trying to decide whether to look amused or relieved. Changmin smirked. “We’ll talk about it later Yoochun.” It was a dismissal and Yoochun nodded, walking away swiftly. Changmin turned back to Junsu who had started kissing at his neck when his attention was diverted. He grinned and grabbed Junsu’s ass and pulled him closer, grinding Junsu’s erection against him. Junsu moaned loudly against his neck, panting a little, and Changmin leaned down and started to place kisses along Junsu’s exposed collarbone.
“Mmm, Yoochun texted you, didn’t he?”
Junsu chuckled and shrugged. “If he did?” Changmin just chuckled before pushing Junsu back against the wall and squeezing his ass lightly before leaning down and catching his lips in a rough, bruising kiss. Junsu responded back eagerly, hands gripping the back of Changmin’s head and pulling it closer. Changmin swiftly pushed his tongue inside Junsu’s willing mouth, a battle for dominance breaking out, and one that Junsu lost quite enthusiastically.
Changmin ground his own quickly hardening arousal against Junsu before pulling his up by the ass, Junsu quickly wrapping his legs around Changmin’s waist and grinding against him once again. Changmin pulled away from Junsu’s lips, Junsu groaning at the loss before whimpering as Changmin’s lips instead started to focus on his neck, licking and biting and kissing it.
Changmin pulled away from Junsu’s neck, walking down the hall so he could get them too his room. Junsu, groaning at the loss of Changmin’s lips on him instead went back to grinding against Changmin, tightening his arms and legs around his as he did so and leaning down to start kissing at Changmin’s neck again. Changmin held in a groan as he finally reached his room, taking a hand off of Junsu reluctantly so that he can open the door, moving inside quickly before almost slamming the door behind him and pushing Junsu against it as he locked it.
Junsu groaned at the impact before arching against Changmin and whimpering, eyes closed and trying to pull him closer. Changmin just watched him, not doing anything and smirking. He longed to touch him, to make him loose control under his finger’s and mouth and…
Junsu pulled back some and opened his eyes, trying to glare at Changmin, though it came out more pleading than anything. “P-please, t-touch me Changmin!”
Changmin chuckled, pulling back completely and letting Junsu drop to the ground. Junsu frowned and pushed back up against Changmin, the pleading look still there. Changmin just stepped back though before unwrapping Junsu’s arms from around him. Junsu pouted, moving to touch Changmin against before Changmin stopped him, smirking and shaking his head.
“Un-ah Junsu. No touching, not yet.”
Junsu’s eyes widened, recognizing the mood Changmin was in before smirking. He walked forward slowly, putting a finger to Changmin’s chest (and Changmin allowing him, recognizing the smirk and glint in Junsu’s eyes) and pushing him back until the back of Changmin’s legs rested against the bed and pushing him until Changmin sat down. Changmin watched Junsu with a smirk, relaxing on the bed and leaning back on his hands and crossing his legs.
Junsu stepped back from Changmin, watching him as intently as Changmin was watching him. He licked his lips and walked a bit further away, not taking his eyes off of Changmin, before he started to dance. It was sensual and erotic, even without music. Changmin couldn’t take his eyes off of him, even if he wanted too…which he didn’t.
Junsu licked his lips as he moved, never taking his eyes from Changmin’s as he swayed and twisted, touching himself as he did. He slowly slid on hand up the side of his thigh, slipping it underneath his shirt and sliding it across the skin of his stomach. He slowly drew it out before unbuttoning the rest of his shirt, the top half already undone. He slid the shirt off of his shoulders so it pooled around his wrists, never stopping his dancing.
Changmin licked his lips as he watched the show, feeling his erection press up almost painfully against his pants. As Junsu threw his shirt away from him, twisting his body around and continuing his dance, Changmin slowly undoing his pants and pulling his erection free and stroking it slowly, moaning lowly as he did.
He saw Junsu stop for a second, eyes zeroing in on his erection and growing hotter with his lust, licking his lips sensually and erection straining harder against his pants. Changmin grinned, pushing his hips up slightly and gripping his erection a bit tighter as he stroked, moaning again in the back of his throat. Junsu groaned again before locking eyes on his again and resuming his dance.
This time he added noise as he touched himself when he danced, biting his bottom lip and palming his erection, giving Changmin a heated stare the whole time, trying to make Changmin give in and fuck him senseless right then and there. Changmin, however, was more determined and pushed aside the desire to do as Junsu wanted, as hard as it was. Junsu, meanwhile, had moved onto his pants, undoing them slowly before sliding them down and kicking them off to reveal than he hadn’t been wearing any underwear.
Changmin smirked and licked his lips, stroking himself one last time before standing and taking his suit jacket off, undoing his tie as well before walking towards Junsu, not bothering to do his pants back up or tuck himself back in. Junsu licked his lips and watched as he approached, reaching his arms up and wrapping them around Changmin when he was close enough and pulling him against him roughly before crashing his lips against Changmin’s and grinding their erections together.
Changmin and Junsu both groaned at the contact, Changmin’s hands coming up to grip Junsu’s hips tight enough to bruise them, grinding back against him. His hands moved from Junsu’s hips as they grinded together, moving to Junsu’s ass and groping him, making Junsu moan loudly before Changmin pulled Junsu’s cheeks apart, exposing him to the room. Junsu shivered against him as he moved a finger over the whorled pucker, pressing against it before slipping the tip of a finger inside teasingly then pulling it out.
Junsu ripped his mouth from Changmin’s and leaned against him instead, whimpering and gnawing at Changmin’s neck, simultaneously pushing back against Changmin’s teasing finger and pushing his erection forward against Changmin’s matching one. Changmin just chuckled before pulling away completely, Junsu groaning and looking up at him with pleading eyes. Changmin just shook his head and motioned to the bed, Junsu panting before drawing away from Changmin and moving to the bed, climbing on top of it slowly before posing on his hands and knees near the headboard and glancing back at Changmin with heated eyes.
Changmin grinned before slowly unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it somewhere in the room, not caring where it landed up before moving over to his desk in the corner of the room and opening the bottom drawer and gazing at the multitude of items inside. He contemplated his selection, knowing that Junsu was just growing more frustrated by the second. He grinned, finally selecting five items out of drawer before closing it.
He turned and walked back to the bed, knowing Junsu was watching him closely to see what he chose, though he made sure to hide the items. Junsu stared at him in slight frustration but Changmin just grinned before motioning with his finger for Junsu to look the other way. Junsu gave him one last heated stare before complying, turning to stare at the headboard in front of him. His sight, however, was soon cut off as a strip of cloth was lowered over his eyes and tied behind his head, obstructing his vision. He bit his lip, holding back his whimper as Changmin slowly raised one of his hands and tied it to the headboard with a long strip of cloth before doing the same thing to the other.
Junsu shivered as Changmin trailed his lips down the arm closest to him, moving his lips along his shoulder blade to follow the path of Junsu’s spine, stopping right above the swell of Junsu’s ass and nibbling and sucking at the spot, leaving behind a dark purple mark before he moved along, Junsu whimpering and moaning the whole time, before trailing his lips along and down the crevice of Junsu’s ass, passing over Junsu’s entrance and licking at the spot behind Junsu’s balls, making Junsu arch back against his mouth and moan loudly. Changmin smirked before moving back up and nibbling on and around Junsu’s entrance, feeling Junsu push back against him before he finally stopped teasing him and pushed his tongue slowly inside.
Junsu moaned lowly at the back of his throat before pushing back against Changmin’s probing tongue. Changmin tongue fucked him for a short while before pulling back, Junsu groaning at the loss, before pressing a kiss against the mark he made. As he kissed his way back up Junsu’s back he reached behind him and grabbed the last two items on the bed, pulling them forward before picking up one and swiftly pushing it inside Junsu as he reached Junsu’s neck, biting down roughly.
Junsu threw his head back and screamed in a mix of pleasure and pain, bucking back against the toy that filled him and tilting his head to the side as well to give Changmin more access to his neck. Changmin pulled the toy out and thrust it in a few times, pulling back from the bite and soothing the red skin with his tongue, before he thrust it back in one more time, hitting Junsu’s prostate as he did. Junsu screamed again, this time Changmin’s name falling from his lips.
Changmin grinned, moving his lips up and nibbling on Junsu’s ear a little before whispering into it huskily.
“I love it when you scream my Junsu. Mmm, by the time I’m done with you I’ll make sure that’s all you’re able to scream until you can’t anymore, voice hoarse and rough, in so much pleasure you’ll be overcome by it.”
Junsu shivered and moaned Changmin’s name, turning his head blindly to attach his lips against Changmin’s and kissing him enthusiastically once he found what he was looking for. Changmin moaned against Junsu’s lips before pulling the toy out and thrusting it back in roughly against, Junsu bucking back into the movement and moaning against Changmin’s lips. Changmin grinned though, before biting Junsu’s bottom lips lightly and flipping the vibrator on to medium, making sure to keep it firmly against Junsu’s prostate.
Junsu ripped his lips away from Changmin’s to scream his name again, a litany of curses following this time. Changmin hummed in approval before pulling back and picking up the last item on the bed and securing it around Junsu’s straining erection firmly. Junsu groaned in disapproval at the restricting feeling of the cock ring encircling his erection and preventing his orgasm until Changmin took it off. Changmin sat back on his heels on grinned at the sight in front of him.
Junsu was on his knees, arms up and tied to the headboard, muscles standing out and straining in his back, head thrown back and panting, moans of Changmin’s name falling from his lips like a prayer, hips moving back into the vibrations and twitching forward, as if to grind his erection against the sheets and unable to, a light sheen of sweat covering his body and making his hair stick to his forehead and the back of his neck.
“You’re so beautiful like this baby. Tied up and desperate and wanting, my name falling from your lips so sensually, the pleasure you’re feeling slowly building up inside you and nothing you can do about it. How long do you think you can last baby? How long until the pleasure is too much and you’re begging me to fuck you, to fill you up with my cum, giving you so much pleasure you feel like you’re going mad, and you’re begging me to finally give you your release? Hmm?”
Junsu moaned desperately, but he heard the challenge in Changmin’s words, recognized them and grinned, licking his lips and looking back in the general direction of Changmin’s words.
“T-those are, ah! P-pretty big pro-promises, oh~, s-sure you c-can, mmm, deliver?”
Changmin grinned, almost feral like, before pulling out the small remote to the vibrator currently inside Junsu and flipping on the second option, using the lowest setting, the vibration still going. Junsu’s head snapped back once against, a yell falling from his lips as the toy started fucking him by itself. He panted harshly and moaned, Changmin grinning and relaxing on the bed.
“Oh I think I’ve got it handled.”
Junsu just moaned, not answering and instead focusing on the sensation’s the toy inside him were giving him. Changmin, meanwhile, had gotten rid of his pants and boxers while he watched Junsu start to fall apart under the sensation’s the toy were giving him. He alternated the two different options, making the thrusts faster and slowing the vibration; slowing the thrusts and ramping up the vibration; mercilessly teasing Junsu’s prostate every time. Junsu was slowly reduced to incoherency, moans and screams falling from his lips constantly, the only coherent thing strung together amidst all that being Changmin’s name.
He was being driven slowly insane by the pleasure, and not being able to cum was torture. He had already had one-dry orgasm and he felt so sensitive it was almost painful, but it felt so good.
Changmin was sitting leisurely at the back of the bed, stroking himself slowly but making sure that he never fell or came to close and lost himself in orgasm. ‘Mmm, it shouldn’t be much longer now…’ almost as soon as he though it Junsu shuddered violently, another dry-orgasm ripping through him. He threw his head back and screamed, cursing colorfully before giving in, almost sobbing.
“Oh God! Changmin! Ch-Changmin, please! Please, fuck me! Please, oh god, please!”
Changmin grinned to himself and shut off the toy, Junsu whimpering, before Changmin pulled it out and threw it somewhere behind him. He then took Junsu by the hips, bruises already appearing in the shape of his finger’s, and twisted Junsu’s body onto his back, Junsu automatically wrapping his legs around Changmin’s waist tightly and grinding against him, whimpering. Changmin quickly lined up to Junsu’s entrance before pushing in roughly with no warning, groaning at Junsu’s tight heat gripping around him firmly and holding him inside.
Junsu threw his head back and screamed Changmin’s name, chest heaving and bucking up against Changmin to try to get him to move. Changmin grinned and leaned down, licking and biting at one of Junsu’s nipples before pulling his hips back and snapping them back roughly. Junsu screamed against and Changmin repeated the action over and over again, Junsu’s head tilted back and screams of Changmin’s name falling from his lips between curses and pleads for ‘more, oh god, please, harder, faster, please, Changmin!’
Changmin continued to molest Junsu’s chest thoroughly, leaving little marks all over his chest before moving up to Junsu’s neck, one side already sporting the red mark from earlier. Changmin once again latched onto that spot, thrusting his hips faster and harder, making sure to abuse Junsu’s prostate as he did.
He wasn’t going to last much longer, he could feel his release coming rapidly. So he released his mouth from Junsu’s neck, leaving behind an impressive mark that would probably be there for weeks to come, before undoing the blindfold on Junsu with his free hand, one gripping Junsu’s hips tightly. Junsu blinked at the sudden return of his sight, pants and curses still leaving his lips, before his eyes locked on Changmin’s. He moaned before screaming Changmin’s name again, eyes rolling up slightly, before Changmin cupped the side of his face and brought him into a rough kiss, muffling his screams.
Junsu groaned against Changmin’s lips, wishing he could wrap his arms around Changmin and clutch him tightly, run his nails down Changmin’s back and leave red welts behind, one of his ways of marking Changmin as his. Changmin moaned against Junsu’s lips as they moved with his, still cupping his face with one hand, the other leaving its spot of Junsu’s hip before making its way up to Junsu’s erection and stroking it in time with his thrusts. Junsu screamed against Changmin’s lips, feeling the pleasure building up again to his third orgasm of the evening.
Changmin swiftly took the cock-ring off and thrusted a few more times, feeling his orgasm start to rush through him before he whispered against Junsu’s lips.
“Cum for me baby.”
Junsu threw his head back and screamed Changmin’s name loud and clear, eyes rolling up into his head as the pleasure seemed to take him over and he came violently between them.
“CHANGMIN!”
Changmin felt his orgasm rip through him as Junsu tightened around him as a result of his own, cumming harshly inside Junsu. He shuddered and stroked Junsu through his powerful orgasm, his subsiding before Junsu’s. He reached up and undid the knots holding Junsu’s wrists to the headboard and gathered Junsu in his arms, pulling out slowly as he did, Junsu shuddering and sobbing at the intensity of his orgasm.
“Shh, shh, baby, I know, its okay, shhh.”
Junsu stopped shuddering after a minute or two, the sobbing stopping as well as he clung onto Changmin. Changmin pulled back a little too look at Junsu’s face, seeing him staring back at him weakly and barely conscious. Changmin grinned softly and Junsu weakly smiled back, Changmin’s softening at the sight and feeling his heart clench almost painfully in his chest. He raised a hand and cupped the side of Junsu’s face, leaning down and placing a chaste kiss on Junsu’s lips before pulling back and looking at him worriedly.
“Mm, you’re okay, right? I didn’t hurt you?”
Junsu chuckled weakly and shook his head, raising his hand to hold Changmin’s to his cheek.
“Never Min-ah. I’m fine, just feeling weak, though I did kinda ask for it, didn’t I?”
Changmin chuckled and leaned down to press another soft kiss to Junsu’s lips, feeling him kiss back weakly, before Changmin pulled back and smiled down at Junsu, feeling his heart swell with affection for the man in his arms. He ran a hand through Junsu’s hair gently, Junsu closing his eyes and leaning into the touch.
“You should get some rest baby, you’re tired and I bet you need it.”
Junsu chuckled and moved closer to Changmin, cuddling closer and wrapping his arms around Changmin, who did the same in return. Junsu pressed a kiss over Changmin’s heart before looking Changmin in the eyes and pouting slightly.
“Only if you promise to stay and keep me warm.”
Changmin chuckled and nodded, that talk he had been planning with Yoochun about the Intel they received that night could wait. He leaned down and kissed Junsu’s forehead before reaching underneath them and pulling the cover’s over them, pulling Junsu to him firmly. Junsu hummed in approval before pressing another kiss to Changmin’s chest and cuddling as close as possible, head on Changmin’s shoulder as he started to fall asleep. Before he did though, he said one last thing, voice soft and laced with tiredness.
“Mmm, love you Min-ah.”
Changmin smiled and kissed the top of Junsu’s head before letting his own fall against the pillows piled on the bed, sleep slowly taking him over too.
“Love you too baby.”
A/N: Oh God! *hides face* I can't believe I just wrote that >.< Please tell me what you think though! Also, check out this hilarious picture I found on Photobucket, I think If I had been wating or drinking I would have choked before bursting into laughter xD HERE!
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