No Lube, No Condoms, No Service 8/?
Title: No Lube, No Condoms, No Service 8/?
Pairing: Various but will include Changmin/Jaejoong, Changmin/Yoochun, Changmin/Jaejoong/Yoochun, Junsu/Junho, Kouyou/Changmin, Hangeng/Jungmo/Heechul ... lots and lots
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If they were really escorts, I would buy them for a night, and then I would own them, but ... yeah, I don't now.
Summary: Shim Changmin is the son of a wealthy business man. He's working his way through college. When a paper for his Human Sexuality class is assigned, he decides he wants to do something that no other student has done before. But what seems like an easy project turns into a emotional battle to decide what is most important.
Poster credit goes to ponyboy!!!
Warnings: Incest (Junsu/Junho)
Pairings this chapter: Changmin/Kouyou
Part 8:
“God,” Changmin whined.
Kouyou smiled at him and shook his head. “Seriously, you need to pay attention.”
“I am,” Changmin said. “Slow, tease, skin, body, legs, got it. Cock now.”
Kouyou was in boxerbriefs, hard on prominently stretched against the black material. His body was lean, long legs, long torso, sloping shoulders. There was muscle there, but soft, not defined like Jaejoong’s or Changmin’s own body. Changmin was still only in Kouyou’s sweat pants.
“You’re doing a great job controlling yourself over there.”
Changmin looked down at his wrists that Kouyou had tied to the arms of the chair with neckties. “I may start hating you.”
Kouyou laughed, low and deep. “It was a good idea to tie you up.”
Changmin’s cock twitched.
“I want you to show me what you’ve learned but if I let you loose, you’re going to try to fuck me.”
Changmin nodded. “Damn straight.”
Kouyou sauntered over to him, gracefully predatory. He trailed long fingers along Changmin’s bare shoulder and down his arm.
“I have a better idea.” Kouyou leaned close, using Changmin’s forearms to support his weight. He licked Changmin’s neck and then down his chest.
“I’m listening,” Changmin said, breath hitching.
“I suck you off,” Kouyou said, swirling his tongue over Changmin’s nipple.
Changmin groaned.
“Just to make sure you don’t jump me when I release you. Then, you go buy condoms, and if you can strip to my satisfaction, I’ll let you fuck me.”
Changmin whimpered. “Good plan.”
Kouyou smiled and then trailed his tongue down Changmin’s chest and over his abs. He was still holding himself up, muscles in his arms straining. He took the band of sweats in his mouth and pulled them up and then down. Changmin tried to lift his hips up, but Kouyou moved his hands to Changmin’s hips. His fingers hooked into the sweat pants.
“I want my clothes back anyway,” Kouyou said.
Changmin chuckled. Kouyou let him lift up. The sweats were tossed someplace. Kouyou went to his knees. “We don’t do this to clients, just so you know.”
“Yoochun mentioned that, right after I swallowed for him.”
Kouyou smiled, slow, and then he licked his lips.
Changmin could almost feel that tongue on his skin. He wanted to watch, but he couldn’t watch.
“Watch me.”
Okay, now he had to watch. His vision was already blurry and Kouyou hadn’t even touched him yet.
Kouyou stared on his cock and breathed on it. That was it, warm breath caressing the sensitive skin and Changmin’s cock jerked and twitched. When Kouyou licked his lips, tongue just barely grazing the crown, Changmin whimpered something that sounded like, “Please.”
Kouyou started at the bass. The tip of his tongue flicked over the skin, pulling more whimpers from Changmin’s throat and causing Changmin’s cock to twitch even more. God, he felt like he was going to come already.
“Kou, fuck, Kou.”
Kouyou touched a single finger to the base of Changmin’s cock and then licked the tip.
Changmin groaned. He slouched down a bit more and then cried out when Kouyou licked up the length of his cock and immediately wrapped his lips around the head, pushing half of it down his throat.
“God, holy, shit.”
Changmin gasped as Kouyou readjusted, pulled up and then took all him down his throat. His tongue was doing wicked things to the sensitive skin as Kouyou sucked on him, taking all of him all the time.
“Fuck!”
And Changmin was coming, embarrassingly quick, head back, biting his lip, whimpering as Kouyou moaned in pleasure and sucked him dry, and then sucked him through the after shocks.
Changmin’s head fell to the back of the chair. His body went boneless. His chest rose and fell with heavy breaths. “God damn,” he whispered.
“It’s all in the anticipation,” Kouyou said with laughter in his voice. “If you can raise that anticipation level, your client is going to come in two seconds.”
Changmin smirked. “God, this place is awesome.”
Kouyou laughed and kissed up Changmin’s body. “I’ll be right back to untie you,” he whispered and kissed Changmin’s lips quickly.
“Kou,” Changmin whined.
“You can’t even move,” he said as he stood up, beautifully naked and hard as a rock. “Trust me. I’ll be back in less than a minute.”
Kouyou left the room and went down the hall. He could hear the twins and Kibum and Hangeng playing video games. He went to Kyuhyun’s room. The door was unlocked, and Kouyou slipped in and went to his dresser and raided the secret compartment that had condoms in it. Kyuhyun would immediately know one was missing, but only the two of them knew about the stash and why Kyuhyun had it. Although Kouyou had a feeling that JaeChun knew that Kyuhyun was hiding a boyfriend on the side.
He was back in his room in less than thirty seconds.
Changmin tugged at the restraints and whined. “Let me go.”
Kouyou shook his head. “Nope. I thought of something better.”
Changmin groaned, and Kouyou laughed and held up the condom.
“Where-“ Changmin asked as his cock immediately filled back to hardness.
“It’s a secret.”
Kouyou ripped it open with his teeth.
“Untie me.”
“No.”
“Kou,” Changmin whined and pulled on the restraints.
“You better stop. If you have marks on your wrists, Jae is going to be pissed.”
“Jae’s the one that put all the marks on my chest.”
Kouyou smiled slowly. “I’m sure you know the rule about clients not being allowed to prepare us?”
“Ye-eh,” Changmin shivered the word out as Kouyou rolled the condom onto his hard cock. “Fuck.”
“Okay, well, Mr. Client, relax and enjoy the show.” Kouyou opened a drawer and took out a bottle of lube. He spread some over his fingers and then pressed the bottle between Changmin’s thighs.
“God, Kou.”
With the grace that Changmin was learning was distinctly “Uruha”, Kouyou dropped to his knees and turned around. A long, perfectly manicured finger caressed around his hip and then pressed into his body.
“Fuck,” Changmin whimpered. He watched, eyes wide, breath short as Kouyou slipped the finger in and out of his body, added a second and twisting spreading and then moaning, god Kouyou’s voice dropped an octave as he gasped and groaned, adding a third finger.
Changmin suddenly realized he was whimpering. He moved his foot, wanting some skin on skin contact and he ran his leg up and down Kouyou’s thigh.
“Cheating,” Kouyou said.
“You didn’t tie up my feet,” Changmin replied, “so it’s not.”
Kouyou chuckled.
“Fuck, come on, Kouyou. You’re prepped. Please.”
Kouyou smirked over his shoulder, moving his fingers very slowly. “Please, what?”
“Come and sit on my cock.”
Kouyou removed his fingers, letting the fingertip of one trace around his stretched hole, and then with a fluid movement, he flipped over so he was facing Changmin. He took his slick fingers and slid him down his chest. Changmin followed the movement until Kouyou’s hand wrapped around his own cock and stroked.
Changmin moaned and his eyes shut. And then they flew open when that slick hand grabbed his cock and covered it with lube.
“Shit, Kou, fucking shit.”
Kouyou smiled again, a wide grin as he climbed onto the chair, his long limbs easily twisting and stretching until he was settled on Changmin’s lap with one leg over the arm of the chair and the other over Changmin’s shoulder. He rocked his hips over Changmin’s erection.
“Plant your feet, Min,” Kouyou said.
Changmin’s head was spinning, lust and pleasure already racing along his skin. He managed to do as Kouyou said. Kouyou put his hands on Changmin’s knees and lifted himself up. With one hand, he held Changmin’s cock against his opening, and then very carefully, sat back down. Oh, so fucking slowly and Changmin cried out, long, loud only stopping to breathe until Kouyou was sitting on his lap.
“You okay?” Kouyou asked.
Changmin gasped out a laugh. “Shouldn’t I be asking you that?”
Kouyou smirked. “You look like you’re about to faint.”
Changmin nodded. “Or come. Move, fucking move.” Changmin tried to thrust his hips up, but Kouyou was still holding his weight on Changmin’s knees, making any movement difficult.
Almost as slowly as he sat, Kouyou lifted up, sliding Changmin’s cock from his ass, pulling another long, guttural moan from Changmin’s throat.
“I really like your cock,” Kouyou said and rode him slowly, his head back.
Changmin had no idea how Kouyou managed to hold that angle, but as he sped up a bit with his movements, Changmin didn’t really care. He turned his face to the side and licked at Kouyou’s calf muscle that was resting on his shoulder.
Kouyou laughed. “Want to touch me, Changmin?”
“Fuck, yes.”
Kouyou’s eyes shut with a moan. “Give me a minute. This feels so fucking good like this that I do not want to move at all right now.”
“I’m okay with that,” Changmin said as Kouyou sped up. The muscles in his thighs and stomach were flexed, straining with the awkward position, but he didn’t stop. Head flung back, skin stretched taught over his throat, he whimpered. His cock jerked and precome dripped from the tip.
“Fuck it,” Changmin said, not caring that he was begging. “Please, untie me, fuck, untie me. I want to fuck you so hard and fast, Kou. God.”
Kouyou stopped, sitting with Chagnmin’s cock inside him again. He shook as he unbent his legs and sat up, he released one restraint and Changmin’s hand immediately latched on the back of his neck, yanking, smashing their lips together. As soon as his other arm was free, he wrapped it around Kouyou. He stood up, moving the few steps to the bed. He dropped Kouyou onto the bed, shuddering when he slipped from Kouyou’s hole. Kouyou started to roll over, but Changmin grabbed his foot and then kneeled on the bed. He took Kouyou’s other ankle in his other hand and then spread his legs apart, kissing his ankle.
Kouyou smirked at him as he ran a hand down Kouyou’s leg.
“Did you say you were going to fuck me hard and fast?” Kouyou said as Changmin fingered his loosened hole.
“Yes. Give me a second.”
Kouyou laughed. “Waiting won’t help you, Changmin. You’re going to come so fast when you’re inside me.”
Changmin bit his ankle and Kouyou groaned. “Fuck me, Changmin. Come on.”
Changmin hooked his legs over his shoulder and then leaned forward. His cock slid into Kouyou’s entrance easily. With his hands on the bed next to Kouyou’s head, Changmin held himself up and then started moving, the first two thrusts slow, just to get used to the angle and position and then he snapped his hips forward, pulling a startled cry from Kouyou’s throat. He did it again, and then again, speeding up, hitting harder as his eyes unfocused and Kouyou’s moans danced in his ears.
“Fuck, Changmin,” Kouyou shouted, body shaking, “harder! Harder!”
Changmin wasn’t sure if he could fuck him harder, but he tried, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in. With a growl, he grabbed Kouyou behind the knees and pushed up, snapping his hips faster, slamming deeper with the new angle. After only a few hard thrusts, Kouyou’s entrance was clenching around him. Kouyou cried out, fingers digging into Changmin’s shoulders. His body jerked, and his cock jumped, spurting come in an arch over his stomach.
Changmin whimpered as he watched Kouyou’s orgasm pump come onto his skin.
“Gorgeous,” Changmin said, half a growl. “So fucking gorgeous.”
He sped up, knowing he wouldn’t last much longer because of the tightening of Kouyou’s body. And Kouyou was whimpering, eyes shut as his skin shivered through the aftershocks.
Changmin came moments later, his orgasm rushing through him, and he cried out, hands squeezing Kouyou’s legs too hard, and then he fell over the other, limp, shivering and kissed his shoulder and neck while he tried to get feeling back in his body.
“Aw, we missed it,” Kibum said from the doorway.
“Fuck,” Kouyou muttered.
Changmin laughed. “Forget to lock the door.”
“Yes.”
“God, you have a fantastic body, Changmin. Stand up, let me see.”
Changmin ignored him. He pushed sweaty blond hair off Kouyou’s forehead and said in Japanese, “Thank you for the lesson, sensei. I learned a lot.”
“Should we go take a shower?”
Changmin nodded. “Yeah, I need one.” He slowly pushed off of Kouyou, slipping from his body with a groan.
“God, Geng, look at his cock. I want that down my throat.”
“I really have no idea why Kibum is talking so much,” Kouyou whispered. “Kid usually never says anything.”
Yoochun and Kyuhyun came back to the office a little after one pm. Yoochun was once again bearing food that the Twins attacked immediately. Kyuhyun immediately went to his room, and the door slammed.
Yoochun sat next to Changmin. Kouyou was curled up in Changmin’s arms.
“Productive morning?” Yoochun asked with a leer.
Kouyou smiled. “Yeah. How’s Shige?”
“He’ll live. But he needs rest. Jungmo and Jaejoong stayed with him.”
“You and Jaejoong?”
Yoochun smirked. “We’re fine.”
“Where was the make up sex?” Kouyou said with a grin.
“Against a concrete wall in one of the smoker’s patios at the hospital.”
Kouyou whistled. “Hot.”
“It was.”
“What about Kyuhyun?”
Yoochun sighed. “He’s been pretty quiet.”
“I’ll go talk to him,” Kouyou said and unwound from Changmin’s arms.
Changmin was immediately cold, but Yoochun took Kouyou’s place as they both watched him walk away.
“You doing okay?” Yoochun asked.
“Yes. I’m about ready to screw the business world and sign a lifetime contract with you.”
Yoochun chuckled. “Jaejoong would never let you do that.”
“You and Jaejoong are okay?”
“Yes.”
“Good. You two are like … like …”
Yoochun smiled. “Trust me. I know. When Jaejoong gets back, he wants a demonstration of what you learned from Kouyou today.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“I learned that in order to not jump Kouyou’s bones, I have to be tied up to a chair.”
Yoochun burst out laughing. “Oh god, did he really?”
Changmin nodded. “It was slick, too. I didn’t even realize it until after I was tied up.”
“He’s good.”
“I’ve never been so turned on in my fucking life watching someone take off a tank top and sweat pants.”
"Just wait until you actually get to see Uruha strip off an elaborate outfit. I've seen it hundreds of times, and I still have to jerk off afterward."
Kouyou knocked softly on the door. A few moments later, the lock turned and Kouyou let himself in. Kyuhyun climbed into his bed, back to Kouyou. Kouyou followed, holding him close. They said nothing, until Kyuhyun’s shoulders stopped shaking.
“It was bad,” Kyuhyun said.
“But he’s okay.”
“I know. But it was bad. Jungmo has pictures. JaeChun says that Siwon is going to be cut off, so none of us have to be with him again.”
“That’s good, though.”
“I know.”
Kyuhyun sighed. “There was so much blood, Kou.”
Kouyou tightened his arms around him.
Another sigh.
“Talk to me, Kyu.”
“Donghae is giving me an ultimatum.”
“Either you quit or he’s gone?”
“Yeah.”
“And?”
“I don’t know.”
“Talk to JaeChun. They’re not stupid, you know.”
“I know, but …”
“Just talk to them, okay?”
“I need to make sure Donghae is worth it before I do, but I don’t know if I can do that before he leaves me.”
Donghae had known from the beginning what kind of work Kyuhyun did. A little hard not to since they first met with Kyuhyun on his knees. And Kyuhyun had said he’d never quit for anything. That was a year ago.
“I borrowed one of your condoms,” Kouyou said.
Kyuhyun looked over his shoulder. “Borrowed, or took? Because really. I don’t want it back.”
Kouyou laughed. “Took. Changmin ran out, and I had him tied to a fucking chair. I would have taken more but Kibum and Hangeng interupted.”
“It’s okay. I'm sure you put it to good use.”
After another silent moment, Kouyou whispered, “I’m going to miss you.”
“Yeah. I'll miss you, too.”
Part 9: Background Check
Part 7: Strengthening Employee Relationships
Part 6: Shitty Customers
Part 5: Office Politics
Part 4: The Office Sluts
Part 3: A Trip to the Office
Part 2: A Few More Questions
Part 1: The Job Interview
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Pairing: Various but will include Changmin/Jaejoong, Changmin/Yoochun, Changmin/Jaejoong/Yoochun, Junsu/Junho, Kouyou/Changmin, Hangeng/Jungmo/Heechul ... lots and lots
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If they were really escorts, I would buy them for a night, and then I would own them, but ... yeah, I don't now.
Summary: Shim Changmin is the son of a wealthy business man. He's working his way through college. When a paper for his Human Sexuality class is assigned, he decides he wants to do something that no other student has done before. But what seems like an easy project turns into a emotional battle to decide what is most important.
Poster credit goes to ponyboy!!!
Warnings: Incest (Junsu/Junho)
Pairings this chapter: Changmin/Kouyou
Part 8:
“God,” Changmin whined.
Kouyou smiled at him and shook his head. “Seriously, you need to pay attention.”
“I am,” Changmin said. “Slow, tease, skin, body, legs, got it. Cock now.”
Kouyou was in boxerbriefs, hard on prominently stretched against the black material. His body was lean, long legs, long torso, sloping shoulders. There was muscle there, but soft, not defined like Jaejoong’s or Changmin’s own body. Changmin was still only in Kouyou’s sweat pants.
“You’re doing a great job controlling yourself over there.”
Changmin looked down at his wrists that Kouyou had tied to the arms of the chair with neckties. “I may start hating you.”
Kouyou laughed, low and deep. “It was a good idea to tie you up.”
Changmin’s cock twitched.
“I want you to show me what you’ve learned but if I let you loose, you’re going to try to fuck me.”
Changmin nodded. “Damn straight.”
Kouyou sauntered over to him, gracefully predatory. He trailed long fingers along Changmin’s bare shoulder and down his arm.
“I have a better idea.” Kouyou leaned close, using Changmin’s forearms to support his weight. He licked Changmin’s neck and then down his chest.
“I’m listening,” Changmin said, breath hitching.
“I suck you off,” Kouyou said, swirling his tongue over Changmin’s nipple.
Changmin groaned.
“Just to make sure you don’t jump me when I release you. Then, you go buy condoms, and if you can strip to my satisfaction, I’ll let you fuck me.”
Changmin whimpered. “Good plan.”
Kouyou smiled and then trailed his tongue down Changmin’s chest and over his abs. He was still holding himself up, muscles in his arms straining. He took the band of sweats in his mouth and pulled them up and then down. Changmin tried to lift his hips up, but Kouyou moved his hands to Changmin’s hips. His fingers hooked into the sweat pants.
“I want my clothes back anyway,” Kouyou said.
Changmin chuckled. Kouyou let him lift up. The sweats were tossed someplace. Kouyou went to his knees. “We don’t do this to clients, just so you know.”
“Yoochun mentioned that, right after I swallowed for him.”
Kouyou smiled, slow, and then he licked his lips.
Changmin could almost feel that tongue on his skin. He wanted to watch, but he couldn’t watch.
“Watch me.”
Okay, now he had to watch. His vision was already blurry and Kouyou hadn’t even touched him yet.
Kouyou stared on his cock and breathed on it. That was it, warm breath caressing the sensitive skin and Changmin’s cock jerked and twitched. When Kouyou licked his lips, tongue just barely grazing the crown, Changmin whimpered something that sounded like, “Please.”
Kouyou started at the bass. The tip of his tongue flicked over the skin, pulling more whimpers from Changmin’s throat and causing Changmin’s cock to twitch even more. God, he felt like he was going to come already.
“Kou, fuck, Kou.”
Kouyou touched a single finger to the base of Changmin’s cock and then licked the tip.
Changmin groaned. He slouched down a bit more and then cried out when Kouyou licked up the length of his cock and immediately wrapped his lips around the head, pushing half of it down his throat.
“God, holy, shit.”
Changmin gasped as Kouyou readjusted, pulled up and then took all him down his throat. His tongue was doing wicked things to the sensitive skin as Kouyou sucked on him, taking all of him all the time.
“Fuck!”
And Changmin was coming, embarrassingly quick, head back, biting his lip, whimpering as Kouyou moaned in pleasure and sucked him dry, and then sucked him through the after shocks.
Changmin’s head fell to the back of the chair. His body went boneless. His chest rose and fell with heavy breaths. “God damn,” he whispered.
“It’s all in the anticipation,” Kouyou said with laughter in his voice. “If you can raise that anticipation level, your client is going to come in two seconds.”
Changmin smirked. “God, this place is awesome.”
Kouyou laughed and kissed up Changmin’s body. “I’ll be right back to untie you,” he whispered and kissed Changmin’s lips quickly.
“Kou,” Changmin whined.
“You can’t even move,” he said as he stood up, beautifully naked and hard as a rock. “Trust me. I’ll be back in less than a minute.”
Kouyou left the room and went down the hall. He could hear the twins and Kibum and Hangeng playing video games. He went to Kyuhyun’s room. The door was unlocked, and Kouyou slipped in and went to his dresser and raided the secret compartment that had condoms in it. Kyuhyun would immediately know one was missing, but only the two of them knew about the stash and why Kyuhyun had it. Although Kouyou had a feeling that JaeChun knew that Kyuhyun was hiding a boyfriend on the side.
He was back in his room in less than thirty seconds.
Changmin tugged at the restraints and whined. “Let me go.”
Kouyou shook his head. “Nope. I thought of something better.”
Changmin groaned, and Kouyou laughed and held up the condom.
“Where-“ Changmin asked as his cock immediately filled back to hardness.
“It’s a secret.”
Kouyou ripped it open with his teeth.
“Untie me.”
“No.”
“Kou,” Changmin whined and pulled on the restraints.
“You better stop. If you have marks on your wrists, Jae is going to be pissed.”
“Jae’s the one that put all the marks on my chest.”
Kouyou smiled slowly. “I’m sure you know the rule about clients not being allowed to prepare us?”
“Ye-eh,” Changmin shivered the word out as Kouyou rolled the condom onto his hard cock. “Fuck.”
“Okay, well, Mr. Client, relax and enjoy the show.” Kouyou opened a drawer and took out a bottle of lube. He spread some over his fingers and then pressed the bottle between Changmin’s thighs.
“God, Kou.”
With the grace that Changmin was learning was distinctly “Uruha”, Kouyou dropped to his knees and turned around. A long, perfectly manicured finger caressed around his hip and then pressed into his body.
“Fuck,” Changmin whimpered. He watched, eyes wide, breath short as Kouyou slipped the finger in and out of his body, added a second and twisting spreading and then moaning, god Kouyou’s voice dropped an octave as he gasped and groaned, adding a third finger.
Changmin suddenly realized he was whimpering. He moved his foot, wanting some skin on skin contact and he ran his leg up and down Kouyou’s thigh.
“Cheating,” Kouyou said.
“You didn’t tie up my feet,” Changmin replied, “so it’s not.”
Kouyou chuckled.
“Fuck, come on, Kouyou. You’re prepped. Please.”
Kouyou smirked over his shoulder, moving his fingers very slowly. “Please, what?”
“Come and sit on my cock.”
Kouyou removed his fingers, letting the fingertip of one trace around his stretched hole, and then with a fluid movement, he flipped over so he was facing Changmin. He took his slick fingers and slid him down his chest. Changmin followed the movement until Kouyou’s hand wrapped around his own cock and stroked.
Changmin moaned and his eyes shut. And then they flew open when that slick hand grabbed his cock and covered it with lube.
“Shit, Kou, fucking shit.”
Kouyou smiled again, a wide grin as he climbed onto the chair, his long limbs easily twisting and stretching until he was settled on Changmin’s lap with one leg over the arm of the chair and the other over Changmin’s shoulder. He rocked his hips over Changmin’s erection.
“Plant your feet, Min,” Kouyou said.
Changmin’s head was spinning, lust and pleasure already racing along his skin. He managed to do as Kouyou said. Kouyou put his hands on Changmin’s knees and lifted himself up. With one hand, he held Changmin’s cock against his opening, and then very carefully, sat back down. Oh, so fucking slowly and Changmin cried out, long, loud only stopping to breathe until Kouyou was sitting on his lap.
“You okay?” Kouyou asked.
Changmin gasped out a laugh. “Shouldn’t I be asking you that?”
Kouyou smirked. “You look like you’re about to faint.”
Changmin nodded. “Or come. Move, fucking move.” Changmin tried to thrust his hips up, but Kouyou was still holding his weight on Changmin’s knees, making any movement difficult.
Almost as slowly as he sat, Kouyou lifted up, sliding Changmin’s cock from his ass, pulling another long, guttural moan from Changmin’s throat.
“I really like your cock,” Kouyou said and rode him slowly, his head back.
Changmin had no idea how Kouyou managed to hold that angle, but as he sped up a bit with his movements, Changmin didn’t really care. He turned his face to the side and licked at Kouyou’s calf muscle that was resting on his shoulder.
Kouyou laughed. “Want to touch me, Changmin?”
“Fuck, yes.”
Kouyou’s eyes shut with a moan. “Give me a minute. This feels so fucking good like this that I do not want to move at all right now.”
“I’m okay with that,” Changmin said as Kouyou sped up. The muscles in his thighs and stomach were flexed, straining with the awkward position, but he didn’t stop. Head flung back, skin stretched taught over his throat, he whimpered. His cock jerked and precome dripped from the tip.
“Fuck it,” Changmin said, not caring that he was begging. “Please, untie me, fuck, untie me. I want to fuck you so hard and fast, Kou. God.”
Kouyou stopped, sitting with Chagnmin’s cock inside him again. He shook as he unbent his legs and sat up, he released one restraint and Changmin’s hand immediately latched on the back of his neck, yanking, smashing their lips together. As soon as his other arm was free, he wrapped it around Kouyou. He stood up, moving the few steps to the bed. He dropped Kouyou onto the bed, shuddering when he slipped from Kouyou’s hole. Kouyou started to roll over, but Changmin grabbed his foot and then kneeled on the bed. He took Kouyou’s other ankle in his other hand and then spread his legs apart, kissing his ankle.
Kouyou smirked at him as he ran a hand down Kouyou’s leg.
“Did you say you were going to fuck me hard and fast?” Kouyou said as Changmin fingered his loosened hole.
“Yes. Give me a second.”
Kouyou laughed. “Waiting won’t help you, Changmin. You’re going to come so fast when you’re inside me.”
Changmin bit his ankle and Kouyou groaned. “Fuck me, Changmin. Come on.”
Changmin hooked his legs over his shoulder and then leaned forward. His cock slid into Kouyou’s entrance easily. With his hands on the bed next to Kouyou’s head, Changmin held himself up and then started moving, the first two thrusts slow, just to get used to the angle and position and then he snapped his hips forward, pulling a startled cry from Kouyou’s throat. He did it again, and then again, speeding up, hitting harder as his eyes unfocused and Kouyou’s moans danced in his ears.
“Fuck, Changmin,” Kouyou shouted, body shaking, “harder! Harder!”
Changmin wasn’t sure if he could fuck him harder, but he tried, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in. With a growl, he grabbed Kouyou behind the knees and pushed up, snapping his hips faster, slamming deeper with the new angle. After only a few hard thrusts, Kouyou’s entrance was clenching around him. Kouyou cried out, fingers digging into Changmin’s shoulders. His body jerked, and his cock jumped, spurting come in an arch over his stomach.
Changmin whimpered as he watched Kouyou’s orgasm pump come onto his skin.
“Gorgeous,” Changmin said, half a growl. “So fucking gorgeous.”
He sped up, knowing he wouldn’t last much longer because of the tightening of Kouyou’s body. And Kouyou was whimpering, eyes shut as his skin shivered through the aftershocks.
Changmin came moments later, his orgasm rushing through him, and he cried out, hands squeezing Kouyou’s legs too hard, and then he fell over the other, limp, shivering and kissed his shoulder and neck while he tried to get feeling back in his body.
“Aw, we missed it,” Kibum said from the doorway.
“Fuck,” Kouyou muttered.
Changmin laughed. “Forget to lock the door.”
“Yes.”
“God, you have a fantastic body, Changmin. Stand up, let me see.”
Changmin ignored him. He pushed sweaty blond hair off Kouyou’s forehead and said in Japanese, “Thank you for the lesson, sensei. I learned a lot.”
“Should we go take a shower?”
Changmin nodded. “Yeah, I need one.” He slowly pushed off of Kouyou, slipping from his body with a groan.
“God, Geng, look at his cock. I want that down my throat.”
“I really have no idea why Kibum is talking so much,” Kouyou whispered. “Kid usually never says anything.”
Yoochun and Kyuhyun came back to the office a little after one pm. Yoochun was once again bearing food that the Twins attacked immediately. Kyuhyun immediately went to his room, and the door slammed.
Yoochun sat next to Changmin. Kouyou was curled up in Changmin’s arms.
“Productive morning?” Yoochun asked with a leer.
Kouyou smiled. “Yeah. How’s Shige?”
“He’ll live. But he needs rest. Jungmo and Jaejoong stayed with him.”
“You and Jaejoong?”
Yoochun smirked. “We’re fine.”
“Where was the make up sex?” Kouyou said with a grin.
“Against a concrete wall in one of the smoker’s patios at the hospital.”
Kouyou whistled. “Hot.”
“It was.”
“What about Kyuhyun?”
Yoochun sighed. “He’s been pretty quiet.”
“I’ll go talk to him,” Kouyou said and unwound from Changmin’s arms.
Changmin was immediately cold, but Yoochun took Kouyou’s place as they both watched him walk away.
“You doing okay?” Yoochun asked.
“Yes. I’m about ready to screw the business world and sign a lifetime contract with you.”
Yoochun chuckled. “Jaejoong would never let you do that.”
“You and Jaejoong are okay?”
“Yes.”
“Good. You two are like … like …”
Yoochun smiled. “Trust me. I know. When Jaejoong gets back, he wants a demonstration of what you learned from Kouyou today.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“I learned that in order to not jump Kouyou’s bones, I have to be tied up to a chair.”
Yoochun burst out laughing. “Oh god, did he really?”
Changmin nodded. “It was slick, too. I didn’t even realize it until after I was tied up.”
“He’s good.”
“I’ve never been so turned on in my fucking life watching someone take off a tank top and sweat pants.”
"Just wait until you actually get to see Uruha strip off an elaborate outfit. I've seen it hundreds of times, and I still have to jerk off afterward."
Kouyou knocked softly on the door. A few moments later, the lock turned and Kouyou let himself in. Kyuhyun climbed into his bed, back to Kouyou. Kouyou followed, holding him close. They said nothing, until Kyuhyun’s shoulders stopped shaking.
“It was bad,” Kyuhyun said.
“But he’s okay.”
“I know. But it was bad. Jungmo has pictures. JaeChun says that Siwon is going to be cut off, so none of us have to be with him again.”
“That’s good, though.”
“I know.”
Kyuhyun sighed. “There was so much blood, Kou.”
Kouyou tightened his arms around him.
Another sigh.
“Talk to me, Kyu.”
“Donghae is giving me an ultimatum.”
“Either you quit or he’s gone?”
“Yeah.”
“And?”
“I don’t know.”
“Talk to JaeChun. They’re not stupid, you know.”
“I know, but …”
“Just talk to them, okay?”
“I need to make sure Donghae is worth it before I do, but I don’t know if I can do that before he leaves me.”
Donghae had known from the beginning what kind of work Kyuhyun did. A little hard not to since they first met with Kyuhyun on his knees. And Kyuhyun had said he’d never quit for anything. That was a year ago.
“I borrowed one of your condoms,” Kouyou said.
Kyuhyun looked over his shoulder. “Borrowed, or took? Because really. I don’t want it back.”
Kouyou laughed. “Took. Changmin ran out, and I had him tied to a fucking chair. I would have taken more but Kibum and Hangeng interupted.”
“It’s okay. I'm sure you put it to good use.”
After another silent moment, Kouyou whispered, “I’m going to miss you.”
“Yeah. I'll miss you, too.”
Part 9: Background Check
Part 7: Strengthening Employee Relationships
Part 6: Shitty Customers
Part 5: Office Politics
Part 4: The Office Sluts
Part 3: A Trip to the Office
Part 2: A Few More Questions
Part 1: The Job Interview
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