punishment
title: punishment.
pairing: GTOP.
rate: nc17, angst.
warning: contain spanking. and grammer mistake
summer: it happens during TOP filming IRIS.
The man sat in his darkened room, staring down a bottle of liquor. Waiting for his lover …. It was 2am and the guy didn’t come home… his blood was boiling ‘where could he be ? did anything happen to him?! i would die if something happen to him’! .. Seunghyun was sick worried for his Jiyong. He tried to call him but his phone was off.
Seunghyun emptied his glass, poured another. Before taking another drink, when Suddenly, the door opened. Jiyong blinked ‘" Seunghyun ..!!!" , and with an angry voice he replied " yes its me , where have you been all this hour? And why your phone turned off? "
Jiyong’s voice become faintly puzzled. "I didn’t know you came back to japan i…” but Seunghyun cut him yelling “don’t change the subject…where have you been!!!”
Jiyong hands were shaking he knows if he tell the truth he will get into deep trouble so he thought he should lie “ I was working….” Then he was cut by Seunghyun standing and moving toward him,
he shut his eyes when he started to feel Seunghyun’s breath in his neck…then he felt his face were pulled up by Seunghyun’s hand on his shin “open your eyes Jiyong”
Jiyong didn’t dare to open his eyes afraid of looking at Seunghyun’s eyes. He knows that Seunghyun can read him easily just by looking at his eyes.
“I said open your eyes!!” it came in a yell Jiyong immediately opened his eyes observing his boyfriend.. then he saw sad and worry in Seunghyun’s teary eyes.. Jiyong felt guilt toward his boyfriend . then his thoughts were interrupt by Seunghyun’s husky voice “don’t make me repeat my question Jiyong…where have you been”
with this Jiyong got scared he started to shiver trying to reply “ i..i was in a club with Tamayama” Seunghyun narrowed his eyes “didn’t I tell you not to go out with him ?”
Jiyong tried to defend him self but Seunghyun cut him with a yell“ didn’t we discuss this Jiyong? He kissed you once ! luckily Seungri and Daesung were there to tell me! What am I suppose to say? ‘Fine you still can go out with him’!! No Jiyong no!! and now he took you to a club in the middle of the night! ”
when Seunghyun stopped his sentence Jiyong was shivering like hell …not from Seunghyun’s yell but from the guilt he feels… he was such a fool he should have respect Seunghyun’s word and not to go out with Tamayama ..he didn’t know that Tamayama had feelings toward him..why didn’t I see it before!
While Jiyong was Cursing him self Seunghyun’s voice came again “what did he do to you…?” Jiyong bit his leps and try to control his voice “he….tried to ra…but I didn’t let him!!”
then it was silent Jiyong looked at Seunghyun who didn’t say anything for a moment but then he only replied “good for you!” walking to his disk, then turned to him, holding his old fraternity paddle. Realization dawned on Jiyong’s face "You're going to spank me?."
"Yes," Seunghyun said certainly. "I'm going to spank you."
Jiyong opened his mouth, 'ah', and then laughed nervously. "Very funny. Very, very funny. I admit, you almost had me going for a moment there," he mused. "I almost believed you."
"I'm not joking," Seunghyun told him, approaching. "I really am going to spank you."
Jiyong laughed again, and it was a little high-pitched. "No you aren't."
"Yes--" Seunghyun took him by the arm. "--I am."
Jiyong’s face drained of its merriment, and his eyes widened in shock. He tried to make a sprint for the door, but Seunghyun's grip tightened, and he held him in place. Before Jiyong could make another movement, Seunghyun had twisted his arm behind his back, and manoeuvred him in front of his desk. Seunghyun pushed things aside, knocking some items to the floor, as Jiyong struggled violently.
"Just how drunk are you?" Jiyong shouted angrily. "This won't change anything! Nrrgghh." He twisted and writhed, but could not break out of Seunghyun's grasp. "Why the hell would you spank me?"
"Why the hell wouldn't I spank you?" Seunghyun asked plainly. "I told you not to go with that guy and you didn’t listen to me!! He almost rape you!"
"But he didn’t…” scoffed Jiyong. "I'm a grown man. I'm twenty three, Seunghyun plea--"
"You're a brat, Jiyong" Seunghyun told him. He slammed the man down over the desk hard, and Jiyong ceased fighting so much, "You know what they say, never too old."
"Taeyang might come..we live in the same dorm!!" Jiyong pointed out, trying to keep his cool. "What will he--" His pitch went higher, and his cool slipped as Seunghyun unbuckled his belt and began opening his trousers. "Seunghyun please this is embarrassing!"
"why? coz you, Jiyong, finally getting--" Seunghyun tugged down his trousers, and then his boxer shorts. He smirked as he felt Jiyong tremble, his bottom fully exposed, vulnerable and smooth. "--exactly what you deserve."
Jiyong swallowed, his throat and mouth completely dry. He could do nothing but stare at the the disk on which he lay-- his own desk. His face coloured, and he felt his stomach fluttering with nerves. His breathing had gone ragged. "Seunghyun," he said scratchily, feeling panic building up inside him. "Seunghyun I’m sorry”
"no you’re not!! Seunghyun said cynically. He eyed Jiyong's backside for a moment, then gave his ass an open-palmed smack. "but you will now!."
Jiyong gasped at the touch. It was hot, Seunghyun's hand heavy. Jiyong frowned in confusion, not at the sting, but at the pang of arousal that rippled through him. It was . . .
Seunghyun watched the hand print he had left on the youth's fair skin redden for a moment, and then lifted the wooden paddle. He waited a moment, then swung it as hard and fast as he could. The smack resounded through the entire room, seemingly the entire block it was so loud. Jiyong cried out in pain, his entire body jumping. Seunghyun held him down more firmly.
Tears jumped to Jiyong's eyes, and he hated himself for it. He wanted desperately to cry, more than anything, but his pride forced him to set his jaw shut. "Mmph."
Seunghyun felt all the frustration and annoyance pouring into his arm as he swung the paddle again, and again. He wanted to make sure his beloved will learn his lesson and respect his words.
"how many times did you go out with him ? ," Seunghyun murmured. "didn’t Seungri and Daeusung warned you about him? " He gave his beloved a whack. "why didn’t you listen?”
"coz I fucking missed you!!” Jiyong cried out hoarsely. He took a few shuddering breaths, but knew his control was almost gone. "I felt lonely…you were busy with your new drama in korea”
"Jiyong…I miss you too..but that’s not a good reason for your behave” Seunghyun replied.
"I know…," Jiyong said shakily. His eyes were glazed, his mind elsewhere, blurred by the pain. The tears streamed down his face, but he didn't even feel them. "Of course. Why else would you hurt me? Why else?"
"To teach you." It was bad pitch, Seunghyun cursed him self for being that mean.
"teach me?” Jiyong shouted. A small sob escaped his throat. "You didn't even call me to check on me for a month!! Why do you care? I'm nothing to you. I'm nothing."
Seunghyun frowned, watching him. He felt guilt for his Jiyong, he didn’t thought how lonely he would be in the night.
"Why Seunghyun" Jiyong sobbed. "Why didn’t you call? What do I have to do? What? Just tell me, tell me, so I can do it. Please, just don’t leave me alone”
Seunghyun felt terrible, ending the punishment. He released Jiyong, standing aside. He glanced down at the paddle self-consciously, then at the angry, puffy red marks lining the man's bottom. It was already turning to purple, tracing down to his upper thighs. Jiyong looked too thin, almost frail, bent over like that.
Seunghyun sighed and continue "Get up Jiyong. Come on."
"No." Jiyong's hands ran through his hair and clutched together amidst it. "No, just keep hitting me. Why not? I probably deserve it, anyway."
Seunghyun raised his eyebrows. He was tempted to make any number of comments, given how kinky the statement sounded. It took effort to refrain. "You did deserve it," he said slowly, "but it's over now, Jiyong. It's over."
"No." Jiyong crumbled into sobs on the desk. "No, Seunghyun-don't stop." His sobs became louder, less restrained. "I deserve it…I should respect our love more"
"don't you want to hit me?" Jiyong asked, looking over his shoulder at Seunghyun. "So-so go ahead, hurt me. I won't do anything."
Seunghyun said nothing.
Jiyong flew at him, hitting his chest. "Go on! Hit me!" he yelled at him. "Hit me!"
"You're the one hitting me," grumbled Seunghyun, having caught a fist to the chin. He restrained the man by taking his wrists in his hands. "it’s over Jiyong” he said softly. "now shuuuuu."
Jiyong bowed his head, and his shoulders shook violently. He looked lost, lost and deeply hurt. "It's okay, Jiyong" he sighed, turning his eyes to the ceiling. "It's okay."
He sigh then moved Jiyong away from his hold, but Jiyong threw his arms around him. Seunghyun was a bit taken aback by the sudden closeness. He waited . . . and waited. Jiyong was hysterical, sobbing loudly like a baby, rambling senseless things, shaking his head and almost hyperventilating. Seunghyun huged him back soothing him with soft words “it’s ok baby…it’s ok”
Jiyong cried, "Oh Seunghyun. Oh, Seunghyun, I am so sorry. I'm sorry. I-- I didn’t know he wants me!”
"I know baby..i know..now shuuuu"
Jiyong looked up at him, looking beautiful. Seunghyun put a hand on his shoulder comfortingly.. staring at those beautiful eyes , how he missed his beautiful Jiyong.
“you should go back to Korea, you still didn't finish shooting” trying holding his sob.
"You need me here.i can't leave you like this"
Jiyong opened his mouth to protest, but had to shut it. He sniffled, leaning his forehead on Seunghyun's chest. It was true. Damn it all, but it was the truth.
"I do," Jiyong said in a small voice. Seunghyun looked down to see Jiyong's hands gripping his shirt, his jacket. Jiyong had one cheek pressed into his chest, and was nestled intimately against him. He looked dazed, and his eyes stared out at nothing.
" Jiyong. ..Jiyong." Seunghyun tried to move away, Jiyong looked up after a moment. "What?"
" you look tired ..you should go to sleep." Seunghyun said softly.
"ahh ok” Jiyong grumbled, still trying to wipe his tears away. He reached back and rubbed his butt cheek. "Aow. Ow."
Seunghyun moved away from Jiyong after giving him soft kiss on the forehead, busying himself with returning the paddle to its display; he found it ironic and highly pleasing that Jiyong would have new memories to think back on every time he saw it there.
"You have quite strong arm," Jiyong said, pulling his boxers and pants back up, trying to get back in order.
"I’m sorry." Seunghyun felt guilty for hitting his Jiyong. he poured him a glass of orange, handed it to him "Here. Drink this."
Seunghyun asked worriedly "does it hurt?”
"No," Jiyong said trying to lie.
Their eyes met, and finally they shared their kiss for long time now. it was everything that a lover's kiss felt best being: eager, curious, full of need…they wanted it to last forever.
after they broke up the kiss Seunghyun reached down and took Jiyong’s face in both hands. "god how I love you so much" he said softly. He looked deep into Jiyong’s blue eyes, he’s really a lucky man to have Jiyong as his lover.. he will never ever let anyone take Jiyong away from him ever.
Their foreheads bumped against one another, and stayed nestled together. Seunghyun felt Jiyong's pulse throbbing in his own head, felt his soft, warm hands in his back. His palms were impossibly soft, Seunghyun kissed him. Just one more taste. Just one more. It couldn't end.
Seunghyun was as aggressive making love to him as he had been punishing him. He slammed and steered Jiyong around the room. Jiyong stumbled along, giddy and lost in the physical sensations that were so new and intimidating and appealing. He was over the desk again now, and almost wanted to be spanked all over again.
Seunghyun's hands soothed over the bruises caressingly, before he gave his Jiyong one last, big slap. He could tell by the way Jiyong shuddered that he liked it, and he shook his head.
Seunghyun squeezed his bottom in his hands, opening him up. Jiyong was shaking. A little uncertain himself, Seunghyun went into him slowly, carefully. Jiyong cried out, regardless, and buried his face against the desk's surface. He was extremely tight for not having penetrated for two months. His nails dug into his palms, and he screwed his eyes shut. Seunghyun grinned lopsidedly, and pushed into him harder, faster. God, he would always treasure the sound of that scream.
Jiyong's screams were quickly displaced by moans of pleasure, and he leaned into the other man, wanting to be closer, impossibly closer. It was troubling how much he enjoyed being the one beneath, all control by Seunghyun and just trusting him to lead. It felt good to have Seunghyun work him over, pleasure him, enjoy him. God how he missed his Seunghyun.
Jiyong must have lost all his thoughts at the height of it, because before he knew it, he was collapsed on the floor beneath the desk. Seunghyun was panting, and dropped down beside him. He sat with his back against the desk, and pulled Jiyong up to lie in his arms. Jiyong lay his head on the man's chest, slowly coming back down to reality as he counted the heartbeats.
Jiyong throwing an arm over him and nestling up to him. "I love you."
"Ah, Jiyong," sighed Seunghyun, putting an arm around this love thin frame. "You'll hate me in the morning when you see your sore butt"
"I probably will," Jiyong said joking. "But I still love you tonight."
Seunghyun shook his head, but his expression warmed. He kissed Jiyong's shoulder, and then leaned his head back. He shut his eyes, succumbing to the exhaustion for a little while.
-------------------------------------------
Seunghyun, walke up, looking all around and trying to squint at his watch. It was only nearing the 12pm, and the man breathed a sigh of relief. He still have time to go back to Korea before anyone notice his disappearance.
Seunghyun's eyes wandered down to Jiyong. he was still in his arms, slumped against his chest, with his arms around him. .
Seunghyun chuckled to himself, stroking the young man's blonde hair. Once he got over the need for comfort and the thrill of the whole thing, he was going to have to deal with a very nice bruising of his behind and his ego.
"I'm glad you're so happy."
Seunghyun looked down in surprise. "You're awake."
"Not really," groaned Jiyong. He opened his eyes and stretched his arms out. Sitting proved to be too painful, and he collapsed against Seunghyun again after a couple of attempts. "Ohhh," he groaned, "owww."
Seunghyun patted his bottom. "Sore?"
"Are you kidding me?" Jiyong grumbled, trying to rub out the sting. "it’s the first time I got spanked in my entire life…well I got one from my mom when I was a kid but still "
"Well, I hope it is a lesson well learned," Seunghyun said. He gently pushed Jiyong until he was sitting up on his own, ignoring his yelps, and then got to his feet.
"Thanks a lot," Jiyong said, Seunghyun eyed Jiyong from the corners of his eyes, and was surprised at what he saw. Jiyong seemed pleased, happy even, and relaxed. He slid onto his stomach, slender and long on the floor, “will you come again Seunghyun?”
Seunghyun was half-dressed, and tucking in his shirt "tomorrow … is my last day shooting for IRIS”
He reached up and touched the Jiyong's strapping chest, feeling him through the thin white T-shirt. "I want you to be there for me Ji"
Jiyong smiled and Seunghyun kissed him, his hands undressing him all over again. He would not let it show, but the words troubled him deeply. Jiyong smiled happily “alright..i’ll come with you” .
Then Seunghyun smirked “ but if you didn’t behave good today… I have to spank you again ne?!”
when Jiyong heard the spanking word , he held Seunghyun so tight and yelled " no please don’t , I swear I'll behave" , Seunghyun couldn’t hold him self from laughing ,
Jiyong looked at him wondering why is he laughing and asked " what is it ?" ,
Seunghyun felt sorry , last night was too much for him , and with a smile he said " how about going out to celebrate for my first drama? and bring something for dinner? "
Jiyong was shocked Dinner? Does it mean he’s going stay here tonghit?
" are you going to stay here with me Seun?"
Seunghyun answered " absolutely my love " , then he raised his beloved face by his hand so he can see his eyes and said " no one will ever make me leave you again , I'll always be by your side whenever you need me"
" promise ?" , Jiyong asked , he closed his eyes and said " no …….. I swear "
and then the two handsome guys started kissing each other so softly and lovely refusing let go and end this kiss ….
Nothing on earth can make them apart ,their love was so strong and above all their souls were meant to live and stay together , forever and ever … always together