Warnings: Toys, Bondage, Spanking, Language, Rough Sex.
Summary: Junsu’s been holding himself back in their relationship, and Changmin is about to get him to let go.
A/N: Another random smutty MinSu >.> IDK why I wrote this, I just felt the urge to write, and this is what happened xD Haha, a bit like my Mafia one-shot, but this is actually longer. I can’t say which one I like better though, and since I’m my own worst critic I won’t say how I feel about this but instead let you be the judge xD So please tell me what you think, and I hope you enjoy it ^^
Junsu watched the body on the bed silently. Their body was slick with sweat and writhing, arching on the bed, unable to get the desired stimulation due to the cock ring surrounding the base of their angry red cock, the restraints around their wrists, binding them to the headboard, and unable to cry their frustration out due to the gag in their mouth. Their eyes instead implored the man responsible for his predicament, eyes glazed over with lust and pleading. Junsu chuckled, settling back against the wall and crossing his arms over his chest, a smirk on his lips.
“You think that you’re going to get off that easy? Doing what you did?” Junsu’s countenance suddenly changed, eyes narrowing and a slight snarl escaping him. “You’re mine Changmin, he had no right to be touching you like that, and you shouldn’t have let him.”
Changmin shuddered visibly at the possessive tone, whimpers escaping from behind the gag and his body arching off of the bed, the base of a thick black vibrator seen protruding from between the cheeks of his ass. Junsu just smirked again at the reaction before turning the vibrations on the vibrator up another notch with the remote in his hand. Changmin visibly screamed behind the gag, eyes falling shut as he bucked his hips up, arms pulling futilely at the restraints.
Junsu just sat to the side and watched Changmin be tortured by the stimulation and unable to do anything to relieve the building pressure in his arousal. Changmin squeezed his eyes shut, panting against the gag in his mouth as he bucked up again, thinking about how he had gotten into this position to begin with.
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Yoochun glanced at Changmin worriedly and Changmin ignored the looks, instead continuing on with what he was doing.
“Changmin!” Yoochun hissed. Changmin glanced at him, annoyed, before going back to what he was doing.
“Changmin!” Yoochun hissed again.
“What?” Changmin finally snapped, turning an annoyed glare to Yoochun. Yoochun pouted for a moment before continuing, the worried look once again on his face.
“Are you really sure you should be doing this? If he’s as possessive as you say he’s going to be pissed!”
Changmin just waved his concerns off, readjusting a few things before stepping back with a satisfied smile. “That’s the point Yoochun! I want him to get possessive and jealous! He’s been hiding a whole other side of him this whole time because he thought it would scare me off, and I want to make him act on what he really wants! He should know he doesn’t need to keep these things from me.” Changmin frowned slightly before moving on, turning to Yoochun and placing his hands on his hips.
“So, how do I look?”
Yoochun raked his eyes over Changmin’s figure and whistled low in his throat.
“Damn Minnie, if it wasn’t for Junsu I would take you right now.”
“Perfect!”
Changmin grinned and Yoochun sighed, shaking his head.
“Seriously Min-ah, if half of what you’ve told me is true, I’m worried. This could completely backfire on you, you know. Especially if he really is as possessive as you say he is.”
Changmin just waved his concerns off again, turning and looking at himself in a mirror to make sure that nothing was out of place.
“Yoochun, how many times do I have to tell you? I want this. I can always tell that Junsu is holding back from me when we have sex and in other aspects of our relationship. I don’t want him to do that. Besides, if the stuff I read in his journal is true then he really doesn’t need to hold back. I can take it.”
Yoochun sighed, wondering how he had missed the fact that his best friend was apparently a complete and total masochist this whole time.
“Okay, I’ll trust you on this Min-ah. Just…be careful okay? I want you to still be able to move and be in one piece tomorrow.”
Changmin turned to him and smirked, and Yoochun had a bad feeling he wouldn’t like what was about to come out of his best friends mouth.
“Chunnie, if this goes right, and it will, I don’t want to be able to move tomorrow.”
Yoochun hated being right.
They arrived at the club that they were to meet Junsu at half-an-hour later to find that Changmin’s boyfriend hadn’t arrived yet.
“Perfect.”
Yoochun sighed and just followed along as Changmin made his way to the bar to order a drink before he set his plan in motion. Yoochun ordered two shots of the strongest stuff they had and threw them back with hardly any thought. Changmin laughed from beside him as he drank a beer.
“Damn Yoochun.”
Yoochun just shrugged, ordering another and throwing it back as soon as it was placed in front of him.
“If I’m going to be part of this plan of yours then I don’t want to be sober. Fucking crazy is what you are Minnie.”
“Your perfect for the plan Yoochun and you know it. Junsu knows how close we are and that we used to go out for a while when I had a brief moment of insanity. You couldn’t be any more perfect for the plan.”
Yoochun grumbled, downing another shot before Changmin shrugged and finished off his beer and set the empty glass on the bar top before grabbing Yoochun’s arm and dragging him out to the dance floor. Yoochun stumbled behind him before they reached an area that would be easily visible to the door and anyone coming in. Changmin stopped and turned around, pushing himself as close to Yoochun as possible, arms wrapped around Yoochun’s waist, before he started to dance.
Yoochun started to dance against him instinctively, the actions familiar to both of them. Soon enough they both got more into it, moving against each other to the beat, clothes sticking to them. It was when Changmin was turned, back pressed to Yoochun’s front as they moved together, that Junsu arrived. They didn’t see him at first, too caught up in having fun (and almost forgetting the whole reason for the outing in the first place).
It was Yoochun that caught sight of him first, standing at the edge of the dance floor and leaning against a pillar for support. His jaw was clenched, arms crossed, and eyes narrowed, gaze heated. Yoochun was suddenly glad that looks couldn’t kill, because if they could, he would certainly be dead five times over. He leaned in close to Changmin’s ear, whispering against it that Junsu was there and watching. He saw Junsu tense at the action from the corner of his eye and prayed mentally for Changmin.
He really hoped that Changmin would be right about this.
Changmin, once informed about his lover’s arrival, smirked slightly, before turning around and hooking his arms around Yoochun’s neck and grinding against him. Yoochun’s hands instinctively went to Changmin’s waist as he grinded back. They had danced together for another minute, Changmin leaning in to ask Yoochun something about how Junsu was reacting (since he couldn’t see Junsu from his position), when Junsu visible snapped.
He pushed away from the pillar, stalking over to the dancing duo. Yoochun saw him coming and his eyes widened at the almost palpable aura of possessive fury rolling off of Junsu. He stepped back once Junsu was close enough, eyes wide, and Changmin turned to see why Yoochun had stopped dancing, eyes falling, instead, on Junsu. His own eyes widened in fake surprise (and Yoochun could see the triumph in them) before Junsu finally reached them, pushing past Yoochun and dragging Changmin into a bruising and possessive kiss.
When Junsu pulled back Changmin was slightly dazed and he stumbled a bit, Junsu supporting him before he gripped Changmin firmly and walked him out of the club with hardly a second glance to Yoochun.
Yoochun once again prayed for his friend’s safety before his attention was stolen by a blonde-haired, grey-eyes vixen eyeing him from across the dance floor. He grinned, making his way across the dance floor and thoughts of his friend’s safety slipping from his mind.
Changmin was always right anyway, why wouldn’t this time be different?
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Changmin stumbled behind the furious Junsu, cheering inside that his plan had obviously worked. Junsu had driven them back to Junsu’s apartment, the drive completely silent. When they had arrived the silence hadn’t lifted as they made their way up to Junsu’s apartment, and it wasn’t until they got inside with the door locked firmly behind them that Junsu rounded on Changmin, furious.
“What the hell Changmin? What the fuck was that? Yoochun was all over you and you were doing nothing about it!”
Changmin almost shrunk back at the visible force of Junsu’s anger, but remembering his plan, he steeled himself mentally before replying.
“It was exactly what it looked like Junsu, we were just dancing. You weren’t there yet and Yoochun was and I wanted to dance. We’re just friends, you know that.”
Junsu growled, moving forward and trapping Changmin against the wall and in between his arms.
“You two were dancing rather intimately for being just friends. Am I not enough for you or something?”
Changmin shook his head, eyes wide in fake confusion, before he said the words that he hoped would break Junsu from holding back (as he so obviously was).
“Of course not Junsu! I’m yours and no one else’s. I belong with and to you, only you.”
Junsu shuddered, eyes falling shut as he sucked in a deep breath. Changmin watched anxiously as Junsu took a step back, biting the inside of his lip.
“Those…are dangerous words to say Changmin, especially if you aren’t willing to accept the consequences.”
Changmin bit his lip before moving forward and wrapping his arms around Junsu’s neck, Junsu’s arms coming up to wrap around his waist and eyes opening to meet Changmin’s determined ones.
“I mean them Junsu. I belong to you, only you.”
Junsu seemed to search his eyes for something, and his eyes widened in realization before they narrowed, arms tightening around Changmin’s waist.
“You planned this didn’t you? How long have you known Changmin?”
Changmin’s lips twitched, holding back a smirk.
“How possessive you are and how much of yourself you’ve been holding back from me? About how you aren’t completely satisfied with the regular vanilla sex and that you’re really a kinky bastard and you want to dominate me completely? I’ve known for a while now.”
Junsu snarled, pushing Changmin back into the wall roughly and trapping him there once again. Changmin winced from the impact, but he kept his eyes locked on Junsu’s resolutely. Junsu searched his eyes once again, jaw tensed and eyes serious.
“Changmin, don’t joke about something like this. If you open this door you can’t ever close it again. You shouldn’t take this so lightly.”
Changmin eyes softened at the concern that he could see in Junsu’s eyes, and he raised his hands to cup Junsu’s cheeks in them, leaning forward so that he was speaking against Junsu’s lips.
“Junsu, believe me, I know. I’ve thought about this, long and hard. I want this.”
Junsu searched his eyes again before nodding and cupping his hands over Changmin’s and pulling them away and twining his own with them.
“Okay. Since you want this, I won’t hold back anymore then. Though, I’ll go easy on you tonight since it’ll be the first time, but after this…”
He let the statement hang and Changmin grinned, nodding. Junsu narrowed his eyes again before pulling Changmin into another bruising kiss and walking him backward. Changmin moaned, arousal already starting to pool in the pit of his stomach. When they reached the bedroom Junsu pushed him away, not caring if Changmin stumbled, before closing the door behind him and looking at the confused Changmin with a stony face, the only light in the room coming from the lamp besides the bed, therefore leaving Junsu partially shadowed.
“Strip.”
Changmin shuddered at the command and tone, immediately moving to rid himself of his clothes. In less than a minute he stood naked before Junsu, cock half-hard and breathing heavily. Junsu smirked before moving off to the side and digging in his closet for something that Changmin couldn’t see. He didn’t move from his spot though, even though his curiosity was killing him.
It was appeased soon after, though, when Junsu stepped back and the things in his hands were revealed to Changmin. He bit his lip, eyes growing heated and cock hardening more. Junsu smirked at the reaction before jerking his head to the bed and Changmin followed the silent order, climbing on the bed and sprawling across it, watching Junsu heatedly.
Junsu licked his lips at the sight of Changmin spread across his bed before moving forward and setting the items on the bed and crawling above Changmin and kissing him again, hand going down to wrap around Changmin’s arousal and stroking it roughly. Changmin moaned into the kiss, hands flying up to tangle in Junsu’s hair and arching into the touch on his cock. Junsu pulled back then though, eyes narrowed down at Changmin, voice coming out harsh.
“Did I say you could touch me?”
Changmin licked his lips and shook his head. Junsu smirked, reaching over and grabbing a pair of leather restraints. Changmin shivered at the sight of them, allowing Junsu to raise his arms and tie them to the bed.
“Hmmm, something is still missing.”
Changmin glanced up at Junsu anxiously, wondering what he would do next, when suddenly a gag was placed over his mouth and tied tightly behind his head. Changmin licked the back of the ball-gag, eyes wide, and Junsu sat back on Changmin’s thighs, a satisfied look on his face.
“There we are. You’re rather loud when getting fucked, and I want you to be silent tonight.”
Changmin licked the back of the ball-gag again, voice coming out muffled when he tried to speak, and Junsu smirked.
“Oh, I’m not done yet.”
He then proceeded to stroke Changmin into full hardness before slipping the cock ring on Changmin and locking it into place tightly at the base of Changmin’s cock. Changmin gave a frustrated whine behind the gag and Junsu chuckled almost evilly.
“You’d better get used to it Min, you’ll be using them a lot in the future.”
Changmin shuddered at the promise and Junsu licked his lips before picking up the big black vibrator and holding it before Changmin, tongue licking up the side of it. Changmin moaned at the sight and Junsu grinned before running it teasingly down Changmin’s chest and rubbing it against his cock.
“Hmmm, you can’t wait for me to shove this in you, can you? Would you like me to give it to you raw? No lube to help, feeling it fill you up, every, single, inch?”
Changmin groaned and bucked up slightly, feeling his arousal swell even with the cock ring around it, making the fit that much tighter. Junsu chuckled, crawling off of Changmin legs and hauling Changmin’s lower half off of the bed so that only Changmin’s head and shoulders were supporting him. He positioned the vibrator at Changmin’s entrance, rubbing it across it teasingly. Changmin whined, bucking into the toy, and Junsu smacked Changmin’s ass roughly.
“If you keep doing that I’ll leave you here tied up all night, this vibrator shoved up your ass and turned up as high as possible before going to sleep.”
Changmin gulped at that, stilling, and Junsu smirked again before shoving the vibrator in without any warning. Changmin’s spin curved and his eyes widened in surprise, scream muffled by the gag. Junsu grinned before pulling it out and thrusting it back in roughly. Changmin’s eyes rolled back into his head at the mixture of pain and pleasure, his body convulsing as he experienced his first dry orgasm. Junsu chuckled before turning the vibrations on as he pulled it out before shoving it back in and leaving it there this time.
He lowered Changmin’s body back onto the bed and got off of it, ignoring the painful way his cock was straining against his jeans as he watched Changmin writhe and squirm on the bed. Instead he back up to the wall, crossing his arms over his chest and eyes intent as he watched Changmin being assaulted by pleasure and unable to do anything about it.
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Changmin was brought back to himself when Junsu turned the vibrations higher, voice ringing out.
“Oh I’m sorry, am I boring you?”
Changmin’s eyes widened and he shook his head frantically, Junsu’s narrowed eyes watching him closely. Junsu smirked, stalking forward to stand next to the bed, hand caressing Changmin’s cheek, before he drew it back and slapped Changmin, Changmin’s head snapping to the side from the force of the hit. Changmin gnawed at the back of the gag as the sharp sting spread over his cheek.
“Because I was getting the feeling that you were preoccupied by something else. Where you thinking about Yoochun? Do you wish he were here, is that it?”
Junsu had climbed on top of him while he was talking, eyes narrowed and tone utterly possessive. Changmin shook his head and Junsu smirked viciously before he leaned down to whisper against Changmin’s ear, fingers going to Changmin’s nipples and playing with them harshly.
“Good. Because I meant what I said. You’re mine, and mine only. I don’t share what’s mine with anyone.”
Changmin shuddered and Junsu licked the shell of his ear.
“But maybe you need to be reminded of this fact.”
Changmin had barely registered the words before Junsu had leaned down and bit harshly into the side of his neck. Changmin arched his neck, eyes wide and scream barely muffled by the gag in his mouth. His head lolled to the side as Junsu abused the spot thoroughly, eyes dazed and saliva starting to fall past the edges of the gag and down his chin. Junsu pulled back once he was satisfied that the mark was dark enough and would stay for weeks to come, a reminder of his claim on the younger. He licked the few drops of blood on his lips, having broken the skin of Changmin’s neck while abusing it so it bled a little.
He grinned down at his dazed lover, leaning down to press his lips against the side of Changmin’s mouth and licking up the saliva dribbling down Changmin’s chin.
“Mhmm, delicious.”
Changmin rolled his eyes up to Junsu’s, sight still slightly glazed over. Junsu chuckled before moving father down and licking at the mark on Changmin’s neck before making his way down Changmin’s chest and thoroughly abusing Changmin’s nipples as well. Changmin arched into the attention, the mixture of pain and pleasure rushing through him enough to make his head spin. His body felt so sensitive and the pain and pleasure boundaries had blurred deliciously for him.
Junsu reached back and stroked Changmin’s erection teasingly before moving farther down and playing with Changmin’s balls. Changmin groaned, bucking up into Junsu’s teasing hands. They were gone as soon as he had done that though, instead moving back to the protruding end of the vibrator and thrusting it into Changmin shallowly and teasingly.
Changmin groaned, head rolling at the actions assaulting him. It was too much, he could feel his climax building in his lower stomach again, but he knew that he wouldn’t be able to come until Junsu decided to remove the cock ring.
Junsu pulled back from him completely then, licking his lips before climbing off of Changmin and stripping his own clothes. Changmin watched with hungry eyes, wishing he could touch Junsu’s body. He again tugged at the restraints around his wrists and cursed mentally. Junsu seemed to know what he was thinking though, and he leaned down, breathing a husky, ‘soon baby,’ against Changmin’s ear before taking Changmin’s body and flipping Changmin so that he was on his knees. Changmin gasped at the sudden change in position, arms straining and the muscles in his back standing out.
Junsu climbed onto the bed behind Changmin, slowly taking the vibrator out of Changmin. Changmin groaned at the loss, feeling his ass clench around the object and trying to keep it inside him, before twitching and clenching around empty air once it was completely removed. Junsu tossed it to the side uncaringly, running his hands over Changmin ass and sliding two fingers inside Changmin without any warning. Changmin moaned and pushed back against them, Junsu immediately withdrawing them and smacking Changmin’s ass sharply.
Changmin shuddered, biting down on the gag again. Junsu noticed his reaction, quirking an eyebrow, before smacking Changmin’s ass again. Changmin shuddered again, his head falling between his raised arms. Junsu smirked at his discovery, running his hands over the smooth skin of Changmin’s ass before smacking him again. He didn’t stop this time though, continuing to smack Changmin’s ass as hard as possible, alternating between cheeks until Changmin’s ass was a bright cherry red. Changmin was panting the whole time, moans falling sporadically from his mouth and being muffled by the gag again, saliva once again sliding past the gag and falling down his chin.
Junsu stopped then, chuckling and massaging Changmins ass.
“Hmmm, it seems that there are a few things you’ve been hiding from me as well Minnie. We’ll be talking about that later.”
There was a promise in Junsu’s voice and Changmin shuddered at it. Junsu smirked before sliding a few fingers back inside Changmin, this time using his other hand to steady Changmin’s hips so that he didn’t buck back.
“Hmm, your ass is just begging for it. Would you like that Changmin? For me to finally fuck you, fast and rough? Nothing lubricating my way? Do you want it?”
Changmin moaned and Junsu smacked his ass once more, eyes narrowing.
“That’s not an answer Changmin.”
Changmin looked over his shoulder, eyes pleading as he locked them with Junsus’ and nodded his head. Junsu smirked, leaning forward and yanking Changmin’s head back to lick around the edges of the gag (licking up the saliva once again as well) before he slid in, fast and rough and without any warning. Changmin’s eyes widened, a yell muffled behind the gag. Junsu just grinned, keeping his hold on Changmin’s hair as he continued to brutally fuck Changmin.
Changmin leaned his head back as far as he could to lessen the pressure of Junsu’s hold on his hair, moans falling from his lips and eyes rolling into the back of his head. Junsu leaned forward, snapping his hips against Changmin’s body roughly, before mouthing at the mark on Changmin’s neck once more. Changmin angled his head as best as possible, eyes falling shut as the pleasure seemed to drown him.
Junsu panted against his neck, licking at the spot absently as he did, the hand on Changmin’s hips digging in and sure to leave marks behind.
“God, you’re so tight baby. You feel so good around me, could fuck you all day.”
Changmin shuddered, eyes blinking, and Junsu’s thrusts started becoming sporadic, his climax approaching.
“Not gonna last much longer baby, shit!”
A few more thrusts and he was done, mouth clamping down on Changmin’s neck and buried balls deep in Changmin as he came harshly inside Changmin. Changmin groaned and he felt Junsu fumbling around with the cock ring before it was ripped off and Junsu stroked him once before he was coming violently on the sheets. His body jerked as he came, eyes rolling back into his head, incoherent noises spilling out from behind the gag.
Junsu slumped against him once he was done, licking his lips and panting against Changmin’s neck. Changmin slumped as best as he could with his wrists still tied to the bed. It was a few minutes before either of them were able to move properly, and once Junsu was able he reached up and unsnapped the restraints around Changmin’s wrists before throwing them somewhere in the room and allowing both of their bodies to slump to the bed (Junsu still buried deep in Changmin and Changmin uncaring that he was laying in his own cum).
Junsu rolled them so that they were lying on their sides, his arms wrapped tight around Changmin and still buried inside him. Changmin groaned, and Junsu finally remembered the gag. He reached up and quickly untied the gag, allowing Changmin to remove it fully and drop it beside the bed. Changmin turned his head tiredly to the side, looking at Junsu blearily. Junsu smiled softly at his lover before leaning forward and pressing a soft kiss to Changmin’s lips. Changmin sighed and pressed back lightly, too weak to really do much else.
Junsu pulled back and grinned, chuckling lightly.
“I still can’t believe you did that. You could have just talked to me you know.”
Changmin shrugged, smirking lightly.
“I could have, but where would the fun in that be?”
Junsu snorted, smacking Changmin’s stomach lightly and making Changmin laugh.
“Brat. Seriously though, next time, just talk to me. If I see you doing something like that with Yoochun again, the punishment I give you won’t be an enjoyable one for you.”
Junsu’s eyes were serious, tone as possessive as earlier, and Changmin smiled, nodding.
“I promise I won’t do that again Su. He was rather reluctant to help this time anyway. I’d have to find another way of riling you up anyway.”
Junsu’s eyes narrowed and Changmin’s went mismatched with mirth before he leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to Junsu’s lips, whispering against them as he did.
“Don’t worry baby, I won’t do something like what I did with Yoochun again, promise. I’m all yours; I won’t let someone else touch me.”
Junsu growled, tightening his arms around Changmin at the thought.
“You better not. Now go t sleep, you must be tired, and we’ll need to have a talk as well, once you’re more up to it.”
Changmin frowned slightly before nodding, suddenly noticing his fatigue. Junsu kissed him one more time before leaning over and shutting the lamp off, the action causing him to move inside Changmin slightly. Changmin groaned and bit the inside of his cheek, and Junsu leaned back, grinning slightly, but unapologetically.
“Sorry babe.”
Changmin just scowled at him playfully before settling down in Junsu’s arms, hardly noticing as Junsu dragged the sheet up over them, already on his way to sleep. His last thought before he fell asleep was that he needed to thank Yoochun for agreeing to help him and how much he was looking forward to the talk with Junsu in the morning.
A/N:Okay, so there you are, 10 pages of pure smut >.< Gah! Once again, I can’t believe I wrote this, LOL. Anyway, I hope you liked it, please tell me what you think ^^
Summary: Junsu’s been holding himself back in their relationship, and Changmin is about to get him to let go.
A/N: Another random smutty MinSu >.> IDK why I wrote this, I just felt the urge to write, and this is what happened xD Haha, a bit like my Mafia one-shot, but this is actually longer. I can’t say which one I like better though, and since I’m my own worst critic I won’t say how I feel about this but instead let you be the judge xD So please tell me what you think, and I hope you enjoy it ^^
Possession
Junsu watched the body on the bed silently. Their body was slick with sweat and writhing, arching on the bed, unable to get the desired stimulation due to the cock ring surrounding the base of their angry red cock, the restraints around their wrists, binding them to the headboard, and unable to cry their frustration out due to the gag in their mouth. Their eyes instead implored the man responsible for his predicament, eyes glazed over with lust and pleading. Junsu chuckled, settling back against the wall and crossing his arms over his chest, a smirk on his lips.
“You think that you’re going to get off that easy? Doing what you did?” Junsu’s countenance suddenly changed, eyes narrowing and a slight snarl escaping him. “You’re mine Changmin, he had no right to be touching you like that, and you shouldn’t have let him.”
Changmin shuddered visibly at the possessive tone, whimpers escaping from behind the gag and his body arching off of the bed, the base of a thick black vibrator seen protruding from between the cheeks of his ass. Junsu just smirked again at the reaction before turning the vibrations on the vibrator up another notch with the remote in his hand. Changmin visibly screamed behind the gag, eyes falling shut as he bucked his hips up, arms pulling futilely at the restraints.
Junsu just sat to the side and watched Changmin be tortured by the stimulation and unable to do anything to relieve the building pressure in his arousal. Changmin squeezed his eyes shut, panting against the gag in his mouth as he bucked up again, thinking about how he had gotten into this position to begin with.
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Yoochun glanced at Changmin worriedly and Changmin ignored the looks, instead continuing on with what he was doing.
“Changmin!” Yoochun hissed. Changmin glanced at him, annoyed, before going back to what he was doing.
“Changmin!” Yoochun hissed again.
“What?” Changmin finally snapped, turning an annoyed glare to Yoochun. Yoochun pouted for a moment before continuing, the worried look once again on his face.
“Are you really sure you should be doing this? If he’s as possessive as you say he’s going to be pissed!”
Changmin just waved his concerns off, readjusting a few things before stepping back with a satisfied smile. “That’s the point Yoochun! I want him to get possessive and jealous! He’s been hiding a whole other side of him this whole time because he thought it would scare me off, and I want to make him act on what he really wants! He should know he doesn’t need to keep these things from me.” Changmin frowned slightly before moving on, turning to Yoochun and placing his hands on his hips.
“So, how do I look?”
Yoochun raked his eyes over Changmin’s figure and whistled low in his throat.
“Damn Minnie, if it wasn’t for Junsu I would take you right now.”
“Perfect!”
Changmin grinned and Yoochun sighed, shaking his head.
“Seriously Min-ah, if half of what you’ve told me is true, I’m worried. This could completely backfire on you, you know. Especially if he really is as possessive as you say he is.”
Changmin just waved his concerns off again, turning and looking at himself in a mirror to make sure that nothing was out of place.
“Yoochun, how many times do I have to tell you? I want this. I can always tell that Junsu is holding back from me when we have sex and in other aspects of our relationship. I don’t want him to do that. Besides, if the stuff I read in his journal is true then he really doesn’t need to hold back. I can take it.”
Yoochun sighed, wondering how he had missed the fact that his best friend was apparently a complete and total masochist this whole time.
“Okay, I’ll trust you on this Min-ah. Just…be careful okay? I want you to still be able to move and be in one piece tomorrow.”
Changmin turned to him and smirked, and Yoochun had a bad feeling he wouldn’t like what was about to come out of his best friends mouth.
“Chunnie, if this goes right, and it will, I don’t want to be able to move tomorrow.”
Yoochun hated being right.
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They arrived at the club that they were to meet Junsu at half-an-hour later to find that Changmin’s boyfriend hadn’t arrived yet.
“Perfect.”
Yoochun sighed and just followed along as Changmin made his way to the bar to order a drink before he set his plan in motion. Yoochun ordered two shots of the strongest stuff they had and threw them back with hardly any thought. Changmin laughed from beside him as he drank a beer.
“Damn Yoochun.”
Yoochun just shrugged, ordering another and throwing it back as soon as it was placed in front of him.
“If I’m going to be part of this plan of yours then I don’t want to be sober. Fucking crazy is what you are Minnie.”
“Your perfect for the plan Yoochun and you know it. Junsu knows how close we are and that we used to go out for a while when I had a brief moment of insanity. You couldn’t be any more perfect for the plan.”
Yoochun grumbled, downing another shot before Changmin shrugged and finished off his beer and set the empty glass on the bar top before grabbing Yoochun’s arm and dragging him out to the dance floor. Yoochun stumbled behind him before they reached an area that would be easily visible to the door and anyone coming in. Changmin stopped and turned around, pushing himself as close to Yoochun as possible, arms wrapped around Yoochun’s waist, before he started to dance.
Yoochun started to dance against him instinctively, the actions familiar to both of them. Soon enough they both got more into it, moving against each other to the beat, clothes sticking to them. It was when Changmin was turned, back pressed to Yoochun’s front as they moved together, that Junsu arrived. They didn’t see him at first, too caught up in having fun (and almost forgetting the whole reason for the outing in the first place).
It was Yoochun that caught sight of him first, standing at the edge of the dance floor and leaning against a pillar for support. His jaw was clenched, arms crossed, and eyes narrowed, gaze heated. Yoochun was suddenly glad that looks couldn’t kill, because if they could, he would certainly be dead five times over. He leaned in close to Changmin’s ear, whispering against it that Junsu was there and watching. He saw Junsu tense at the action from the corner of his eye and prayed mentally for Changmin.
He really hoped that Changmin would be right about this.
Changmin, once informed about his lover’s arrival, smirked slightly, before turning around and hooking his arms around Yoochun’s neck and grinding against him. Yoochun’s hands instinctively went to Changmin’s waist as he grinded back. They had danced together for another minute, Changmin leaning in to ask Yoochun something about how Junsu was reacting (since he couldn’t see Junsu from his position), when Junsu visible snapped.
He pushed away from the pillar, stalking over to the dancing duo. Yoochun saw him coming and his eyes widened at the almost palpable aura of possessive fury rolling off of Junsu. He stepped back once Junsu was close enough, eyes wide, and Changmin turned to see why Yoochun had stopped dancing, eyes falling, instead, on Junsu. His own eyes widened in fake surprise (and Yoochun could see the triumph in them) before Junsu finally reached them, pushing past Yoochun and dragging Changmin into a bruising and possessive kiss.
When Junsu pulled back Changmin was slightly dazed and he stumbled a bit, Junsu supporting him before he gripped Changmin firmly and walked him out of the club with hardly a second glance to Yoochun.
Yoochun once again prayed for his friend’s safety before his attention was stolen by a blonde-haired, grey-eyes vixen eyeing him from across the dance floor. He grinned, making his way across the dance floor and thoughts of his friend’s safety slipping from his mind.
Changmin was always right anyway, why wouldn’t this time be different?
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Changmin stumbled behind the furious Junsu, cheering inside that his plan had obviously worked. Junsu had driven them back to Junsu’s apartment, the drive completely silent. When they had arrived the silence hadn’t lifted as they made their way up to Junsu’s apartment, and it wasn’t until they got inside with the door locked firmly behind them that Junsu rounded on Changmin, furious.
“What the hell Changmin? What the fuck was that? Yoochun was all over you and you were doing nothing about it!”
Changmin almost shrunk back at the visible force of Junsu’s anger, but remembering his plan, he steeled himself mentally before replying.
“It was exactly what it looked like Junsu, we were just dancing. You weren’t there yet and Yoochun was and I wanted to dance. We’re just friends, you know that.”
Junsu growled, moving forward and trapping Changmin against the wall and in between his arms.
“You two were dancing rather intimately for being just friends. Am I not enough for you or something?”
Changmin shook his head, eyes wide in fake confusion, before he said the words that he hoped would break Junsu from holding back (as he so obviously was).
“Of course not Junsu! I’m yours and no one else’s. I belong with and to you, only you.”
Junsu shuddered, eyes falling shut as he sucked in a deep breath. Changmin watched anxiously as Junsu took a step back, biting the inside of his lip.
“Those…are dangerous words to say Changmin, especially if you aren’t willing to accept the consequences.”
Changmin bit his lip before moving forward and wrapping his arms around Junsu’s neck, Junsu’s arms coming up to wrap around his waist and eyes opening to meet Changmin’s determined ones.
“I mean them Junsu. I belong to you, only you.”
Junsu seemed to search his eyes for something, and his eyes widened in realization before they narrowed, arms tightening around Changmin’s waist.
“You planned this didn’t you? How long have you known Changmin?”
Changmin’s lips twitched, holding back a smirk.
“How possessive you are and how much of yourself you’ve been holding back from me? About how you aren’t completely satisfied with the regular vanilla sex and that you’re really a kinky bastard and you want to dominate me completely? I’ve known for a while now.”
Junsu snarled, pushing Changmin back into the wall roughly and trapping him there once again. Changmin winced from the impact, but he kept his eyes locked on Junsu’s resolutely. Junsu searched his eyes once again, jaw tensed and eyes serious.
“Changmin, don’t joke about something like this. If you open this door you can’t ever close it again. You shouldn’t take this so lightly.”
Changmin eyes softened at the concern that he could see in Junsu’s eyes, and he raised his hands to cup Junsu’s cheeks in them, leaning forward so that he was speaking against Junsu’s lips.
“Junsu, believe me, I know. I’ve thought about this, long and hard. I want this.”
Junsu searched his eyes again before nodding and cupping his hands over Changmin’s and pulling them away and twining his own with them.
“Okay. Since you want this, I won’t hold back anymore then. Though, I’ll go easy on you tonight since it’ll be the first time, but after this…”
He let the statement hang and Changmin grinned, nodding. Junsu narrowed his eyes again before pulling Changmin into another bruising kiss and walking him backward. Changmin moaned, arousal already starting to pool in the pit of his stomach. When they reached the bedroom Junsu pushed him away, not caring if Changmin stumbled, before closing the door behind him and looking at the confused Changmin with a stony face, the only light in the room coming from the lamp besides the bed, therefore leaving Junsu partially shadowed.
“Strip.”
Changmin shuddered at the command and tone, immediately moving to rid himself of his clothes. In less than a minute he stood naked before Junsu, cock half-hard and breathing heavily. Junsu smirked before moving off to the side and digging in his closet for something that Changmin couldn’t see. He didn’t move from his spot though, even though his curiosity was killing him.
It was appeased soon after, though, when Junsu stepped back and the things in his hands were revealed to Changmin. He bit his lip, eyes growing heated and cock hardening more. Junsu smirked at the reaction before jerking his head to the bed and Changmin followed the silent order, climbing on the bed and sprawling across it, watching Junsu heatedly.
Junsu licked his lips at the sight of Changmin spread across his bed before moving forward and setting the items on the bed and crawling above Changmin and kissing him again, hand going down to wrap around Changmin’s arousal and stroking it roughly. Changmin moaned into the kiss, hands flying up to tangle in Junsu’s hair and arching into the touch on his cock. Junsu pulled back then though, eyes narrowed down at Changmin, voice coming out harsh.
“Did I say you could touch me?”
Changmin licked his lips and shook his head. Junsu smirked, reaching over and grabbing a pair of leather restraints. Changmin shivered at the sight of them, allowing Junsu to raise his arms and tie them to the bed.
“Hmmm, something is still missing.”
Changmin glanced up at Junsu anxiously, wondering what he would do next, when suddenly a gag was placed over his mouth and tied tightly behind his head. Changmin licked the back of the ball-gag, eyes wide, and Junsu sat back on Changmin’s thighs, a satisfied look on his face.
“There we are. You’re rather loud when getting fucked, and I want you to be silent tonight.”
Changmin licked the back of the ball-gag again, voice coming out muffled when he tried to speak, and Junsu smirked.
“Oh, I’m not done yet.”
He then proceeded to stroke Changmin into full hardness before slipping the cock ring on Changmin and locking it into place tightly at the base of Changmin’s cock. Changmin gave a frustrated whine behind the gag and Junsu chuckled almost evilly.
“You’d better get used to it Min, you’ll be using them a lot in the future.”
Changmin shuddered at the promise and Junsu licked his lips before picking up the big black vibrator and holding it before Changmin, tongue licking up the side of it. Changmin moaned at the sight and Junsu grinned before running it teasingly down Changmin’s chest and rubbing it against his cock.
“Hmmm, you can’t wait for me to shove this in you, can you? Would you like me to give it to you raw? No lube to help, feeling it fill you up, every, single, inch?”
Changmin groaned and bucked up slightly, feeling his arousal swell even with the cock ring around it, making the fit that much tighter. Junsu chuckled, crawling off of Changmin legs and hauling Changmin’s lower half off of the bed so that only Changmin’s head and shoulders were supporting him. He positioned the vibrator at Changmin’s entrance, rubbing it across it teasingly. Changmin whined, bucking into the toy, and Junsu smacked Changmin’s ass roughly.
“If you keep doing that I’ll leave you here tied up all night, this vibrator shoved up your ass and turned up as high as possible before going to sleep.”
Changmin gulped at that, stilling, and Junsu smirked again before shoving the vibrator in without any warning. Changmin’s spin curved and his eyes widened in surprise, scream muffled by the gag. Junsu grinned before pulling it out and thrusting it back in roughly. Changmin’s eyes rolled back into his head at the mixture of pain and pleasure, his body convulsing as he experienced his first dry orgasm. Junsu chuckled before turning the vibrations on as he pulled it out before shoving it back in and leaving it there this time.
He lowered Changmin’s body back onto the bed and got off of it, ignoring the painful way his cock was straining against his jeans as he watched Changmin writhe and squirm on the bed. Instead he back up to the wall, crossing his arms over his chest and eyes intent as he watched Changmin being assaulted by pleasure and unable to do anything about it.
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Changmin was brought back to himself when Junsu turned the vibrations higher, voice ringing out.
“Oh I’m sorry, am I boring you?”
Changmin’s eyes widened and he shook his head frantically, Junsu’s narrowed eyes watching him closely. Junsu smirked, stalking forward to stand next to the bed, hand caressing Changmin’s cheek, before he drew it back and slapped Changmin, Changmin’s head snapping to the side from the force of the hit. Changmin gnawed at the back of the gag as the sharp sting spread over his cheek.
“Because I was getting the feeling that you were preoccupied by something else. Where you thinking about Yoochun? Do you wish he were here, is that it?”
Junsu had climbed on top of him while he was talking, eyes narrowed and tone utterly possessive. Changmin shook his head and Junsu smirked viciously before he leaned down to whisper against Changmin’s ear, fingers going to Changmin’s nipples and playing with them harshly.
“Good. Because I meant what I said. You’re mine, and mine only. I don’t share what’s mine with anyone.”
Changmin shuddered and Junsu licked the shell of his ear.
“But maybe you need to be reminded of this fact.”
Changmin had barely registered the words before Junsu had leaned down and bit harshly into the side of his neck. Changmin arched his neck, eyes wide and scream barely muffled by the gag in his mouth. His head lolled to the side as Junsu abused the spot thoroughly, eyes dazed and saliva starting to fall past the edges of the gag and down his chin. Junsu pulled back once he was satisfied that the mark was dark enough and would stay for weeks to come, a reminder of his claim on the younger. He licked the few drops of blood on his lips, having broken the skin of Changmin’s neck while abusing it so it bled a little.
He grinned down at his dazed lover, leaning down to press his lips against the side of Changmin’s mouth and licking up the saliva dribbling down Changmin’s chin.
“Mhmm, delicious.”
Changmin rolled his eyes up to Junsu’s, sight still slightly glazed over. Junsu chuckled before moving father down and licking at the mark on Changmin’s neck before making his way down Changmin’s chest and thoroughly abusing Changmin’s nipples as well. Changmin arched into the attention, the mixture of pain and pleasure rushing through him enough to make his head spin. His body felt so sensitive and the pain and pleasure boundaries had blurred deliciously for him.
Junsu reached back and stroked Changmin’s erection teasingly before moving farther down and playing with Changmin’s balls. Changmin groaned, bucking up into Junsu’s teasing hands. They were gone as soon as he had done that though, instead moving back to the protruding end of the vibrator and thrusting it into Changmin shallowly and teasingly.
Changmin groaned, head rolling at the actions assaulting him. It was too much, he could feel his climax building in his lower stomach again, but he knew that he wouldn’t be able to come until Junsu decided to remove the cock ring.
Junsu pulled back from him completely then, licking his lips before climbing off of Changmin and stripping his own clothes. Changmin watched with hungry eyes, wishing he could touch Junsu’s body. He again tugged at the restraints around his wrists and cursed mentally. Junsu seemed to know what he was thinking though, and he leaned down, breathing a husky, ‘soon baby,’ against Changmin’s ear before taking Changmin’s body and flipping Changmin so that he was on his knees. Changmin gasped at the sudden change in position, arms straining and the muscles in his back standing out.
Junsu climbed onto the bed behind Changmin, slowly taking the vibrator out of Changmin. Changmin groaned at the loss, feeling his ass clench around the object and trying to keep it inside him, before twitching and clenching around empty air once it was completely removed. Junsu tossed it to the side uncaringly, running his hands over Changmin ass and sliding two fingers inside Changmin without any warning. Changmin moaned and pushed back against them, Junsu immediately withdrawing them and smacking Changmin’s ass sharply.
Changmin shuddered, biting down on the gag again. Junsu noticed his reaction, quirking an eyebrow, before smacking Changmin’s ass again. Changmin shuddered again, his head falling between his raised arms. Junsu smirked at his discovery, running his hands over the smooth skin of Changmin’s ass before smacking him again. He didn’t stop this time though, continuing to smack Changmin’s ass as hard as possible, alternating between cheeks until Changmin’s ass was a bright cherry red. Changmin was panting the whole time, moans falling sporadically from his mouth and being muffled by the gag again, saliva once again sliding past the gag and falling down his chin.
Junsu stopped then, chuckling and massaging Changmins ass.
“Hmmm, it seems that there are a few things you’ve been hiding from me as well Minnie. We’ll be talking about that later.”
There was a promise in Junsu’s voice and Changmin shuddered at it. Junsu smirked before sliding a few fingers back inside Changmin, this time using his other hand to steady Changmin’s hips so that he didn’t buck back.
“Hmm, your ass is just begging for it. Would you like that Changmin? For me to finally fuck you, fast and rough? Nothing lubricating my way? Do you want it?”
Changmin moaned and Junsu smacked his ass once more, eyes narrowing.
“That’s not an answer Changmin.”
Changmin looked over his shoulder, eyes pleading as he locked them with Junsus’ and nodded his head. Junsu smirked, leaning forward and yanking Changmin’s head back to lick around the edges of the gag (licking up the saliva once again as well) before he slid in, fast and rough and without any warning. Changmin’s eyes widened, a yell muffled behind the gag. Junsu just grinned, keeping his hold on Changmin’s hair as he continued to brutally fuck Changmin.
Changmin leaned his head back as far as he could to lessen the pressure of Junsu’s hold on his hair, moans falling from his lips and eyes rolling into the back of his head. Junsu leaned forward, snapping his hips against Changmin’s body roughly, before mouthing at the mark on Changmin’s neck once more. Changmin angled his head as best as possible, eyes falling shut as the pleasure seemed to drown him.
Junsu panted against his neck, licking at the spot absently as he did, the hand on Changmin’s hips digging in and sure to leave marks behind.
“God, you’re so tight baby. You feel so good around me, could fuck you all day.”
Changmin shuddered, eyes blinking, and Junsu’s thrusts started becoming sporadic, his climax approaching.
“Not gonna last much longer baby, shit!”
A few more thrusts and he was done, mouth clamping down on Changmin’s neck and buried balls deep in Changmin as he came harshly inside Changmin. Changmin groaned and he felt Junsu fumbling around with the cock ring before it was ripped off and Junsu stroked him once before he was coming violently on the sheets. His body jerked as he came, eyes rolling back into his head, incoherent noises spilling out from behind the gag.
Junsu slumped against him once he was done, licking his lips and panting against Changmin’s neck. Changmin slumped as best as he could with his wrists still tied to the bed. It was a few minutes before either of them were able to move properly, and once Junsu was able he reached up and unsnapped the restraints around Changmin’s wrists before throwing them somewhere in the room and allowing both of their bodies to slump to the bed (Junsu still buried deep in Changmin and Changmin uncaring that he was laying in his own cum).
Junsu rolled them so that they were lying on their sides, his arms wrapped tight around Changmin and still buried inside him. Changmin groaned, and Junsu finally remembered the gag. He reached up and quickly untied the gag, allowing Changmin to remove it fully and drop it beside the bed. Changmin turned his head tiredly to the side, looking at Junsu blearily. Junsu smiled softly at his lover before leaning forward and pressing a soft kiss to Changmin’s lips. Changmin sighed and pressed back lightly, too weak to really do much else.
Junsu pulled back and grinned, chuckling lightly.
“I still can’t believe you did that. You could have just talked to me you know.”
Changmin shrugged, smirking lightly.
“I could have, but where would the fun in that be?”
Junsu snorted, smacking Changmin’s stomach lightly and making Changmin laugh.
“Brat. Seriously though, next time, just talk to me. If I see you doing something like that with Yoochun again, the punishment I give you won’t be an enjoyable one for you.”
Junsu’s eyes were serious, tone as possessive as earlier, and Changmin smiled, nodding.
“I promise I won’t do that again Su. He was rather reluctant to help this time anyway. I’d have to find another way of riling you up anyway.”
Junsu’s eyes narrowed and Changmin’s went mismatched with mirth before he leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to Junsu’s lips, whispering against them as he did.
“Don’t worry baby, I won’t do something like what I did with Yoochun again, promise. I’m all yours; I won’t let someone else touch me.”
Junsu growled, tightening his arms around Changmin at the thought.
“You better not. Now go t sleep, you must be tired, and we’ll need to have a talk as well, once you’re more up to it.”
Changmin frowned slightly before nodding, suddenly noticing his fatigue. Junsu kissed him one more time before leaning over and shutting the lamp off, the action causing him to move inside Changmin slightly. Changmin groaned and bit the inside of his cheek, and Junsu leaned back, grinning slightly, but unapologetically.
“Sorry babe.”
Changmin just scowled at him playfully before settling down in Junsu’s arms, hardly noticing as Junsu dragged the sheet up over them, already on his way to sleep. His last thought before he fell asleep was that he needed to thank Yoochun for agreeing to help him and how much he was looking forward to the talk with Junsu in the morning.
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A/N:Okay, so there you are, 10 pages of pure smut >.< Gah! Once again, I can’t believe I wrote this, LOL. Anyway, I hope you liked it, please tell me what you think ^^
