[crazylilazngirl] Your Love Is My Drug
Your Love Is My Drug
Title: Your Love Is My Drug
Pairing: Donghae/Eunhyuk: HaeHyuk
Genre: AU!Whore, Smut
Rating: NC-17
Summary: I just cant get you off my mind.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot & it's un-betaed
Maybe I need some rehab, or maybe just need some sleep
I've got a sick obsession, I'm seeing it in my dreams
HyukJae stared blankly up at the ceiling. He had yet to get any sleep and he knew that the sun would be up soon and he would have to get back to work. He worked as an all-around pole dancer, but he saw himself no better than a whore. His boss labeled him as being in high demand and needed him at work even when there were few customers.
He did, however, had a customer who always paid for a private room and him, no matter the time of day. He came in randomly and never shown his face to HyukJae. He wanted to see the mystery man so badly; he was craving to see the face that made him dance so seductively.
He showed up for work and nodded at the boss. He’s waiting for you, in the private box. Get dressed and head over there. HyukJae mentally squealed.
I'm looking down every alley, I'm making those desperate calls
I’m staying up all night hoping, Hit my head against the walls
His customer was already here. He ran off to the dressing room and pulled out today’s outfit. ( outfit) He changed into the dress before slipping into the panties. He clipped on the garter belts onto the panties before pulling up his stockings. When he had those pulled up, he clipped them to the garters as well. He pulled out his favorite pair of stiletto heels. ( shoes)
He glanced at the mirror, giving himself a critical inspection before quickly applying makeup and placing the finishing touch in his hair - a small black bow. He made his way to the private box where the pole was installed front of a pair of double windows.
What you've got boy is hard to find
Think about it all about it all the time
I'm all strung up my heart is fried
I just can’t get you off my mind
The lights had not been dimmed when he walked into the room. He winked and blew a kiss at the window, hoping the man on the other side saw it. He smiled sweetly when a message appeared across the window. You look beautiful today, HyukJae. Today is my birthday, will you give me a special performance?
HyukJae moaned and sat down in front of the window, knowing exactly where the man would be sitting. He smiled and spread his legs. Lightly, he trailed a finger over his scantily clad body. He imagined that the finger stroking his body didn’t belong to him, but to the man behind the window.
Another message appeared. My HyukJae, lose the panties. Your body’s much too beautiful to be hidden by clothing.
Hyukjae gave another seductive moans he unclipped the garter belt from his panties and pulled the offensive material from his body before throwing it across the room. He always wished that there was some way for him to communicate with his customer. The lights slowly dimmed down, signaling for Hyukjae to get ready.
My dearest HyukJae, by the end of today, you will know who I am.
Because your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
I said your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
HyukJae smiled and got into his position. The music cued the beginning of his performance, which he began by grabbing the pole and starting with a simple spin. Slowly he started to grind into the pole and another message popped up. My love, slowly. It won’t be long before you’ll be sitting in my lap.
HyukJae smiled and jumped to climb up the pole before he slid down erotically. He let out a small whimper, feeling the cold pole touching his naked skin. He turned towards the mirror before getting on his knees and grinding against the pole. He needed the man behind the mirror so much. He always pictured him to be well dressed, very well mannered, and someone who needed him just as much.
Baby, dance
HyukJae mentally groaned before got back into his routine. He danced for about an hour before another message popped up. Baby, take a break. You’ll be out here next. HyukJae smiled and blew him another kiss before going to get his panties. But before he could bend down to pick them up, a message came up. Leave them, you don’t need them. With that sentence flashing at him, Hyukjae grinned happily before leaving the box.
Won't listen to any advice, mamma's telling me to think twice
But left to my own devices I’m addicted its a crisis!
He smiled at his boss before going to the back. When you’re done, go to room across from the private box. He’ll be waiting there.
HyukJae nodded but before he could move, his boss went threw another outfit at him.
He wants you to wear this.
HyukJae nodded again before slipping into the back. When he got there, he collapsed into the chair. He was so turned on that he had to grind against the arm of the sofa to provide some sort of relief. He moaned at the friction before he turned to look at the outfit.
I must be crazy. I’m in love with a man I’ve never seen before.
He gave one last grind into the arm of the sofa once more before deciding to change into the new outfit. He picked up the skirt and slipped it on. It barely covered his ass, and he clapped in delight. He next slipped on the pink thong that clipped to the skirt. He pulled on the poor excuse of a shirt and tied it right above his abs and then slipped the black cardigan over it. He kept the bow in his hair and finally pulled the white stockings up his legs. ( outfit)
He slipped into hot pink stiletto heels ( stiletto) and grabbed a quick bite at the bar before heading to his customer.
My friends think I've gone crazy, my judgment is getting kinda hazy
My status is gonna be affected if I keep it up like a love sick crackhead
He calmed himself down and smoothed out what little material that his skirt consisted of before knocking on the door. Come in.
HyukJae twisted the door knob before opening the door to reveal the man he had been waiting for.
Donghae?! He gasped in surprise.
The man smiled before he pulled HyukJae towards him. The one and only, and I must say, you look charming in that outfit.
HyukJae moaned as Donghae grabbed his ass. The door was closed by a discrete kick of Hyukjae’s heels, and Donghae pulled the man towards him until they were both seated on the sofa. I’ve got you for the whole day, so how about we start with a lap dance?
What you've got boy is hard to find
Think about it all about it all the time
I'm all strung up my heart is fried
HyukJae groaned and slammed himself down on Donghae’s hard on before standing up. He got on all fours and began crawling towards Donghae. He rubbed his chest against Donghae’s lap before straddling him and bouncing slowing on his lap.
Donghae smiled and slipped 10,000₩ into his skirt.
Hyukjae gave a little noise of frustration as he felt the other man’s hand ghost around his erection. He slowly began to forget about the dance and grabbed the other man’s hand, guiding it under his skirt.
I can’t stop thinking about lewd you’ll look when I have you spread out on that bed. Donghae whispered into Hyukjae’s ear before palming the hard dick and slipping him another 10,000₩.
He moaned before pushing himself into the palm, hoping for more friction. His mind was so clouded with lust that he couldn’t bring himself to care that he was acting like a total slut in front of his former best friend.
I just cant get you off my mind
As he grinded into his hand, Donghae continued to slip him money. He gasped when he felt Donghae pulled the throng string aside to slip in more money. Donghae… I need more. He looked into the other man’s eyes before pulling out all the money from his outfit and throwing it behind him. He pulled him up and began walking backwards towards the bed.
Why did you disappear all those years ago? HyukJae looked into Donghae’s eyes before the other bent down to kiss his neck.
I need to protect you, the one I love, the one I cherish. The world I live in isn’t meant for someone as pure as you are, HyukJae. He moaned as HyukJae brought his leg up to grind into his crotch.
I’m not pure, Donghae. I’ve done some very dirty things.
Donghae moaned at the man beneath him. Your hands are not stained with the blood of innocent lives, baby.
Because your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
I said your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
He bit down on the other’s neck before moving lower.
HyukJae moaned as he felt Donghae’s tongue on his skin. What have you done, Donghae? HyukJae pulled Donghae up to kiss the lips he had been craving for so long.
Donghae sighed before pulling away, the mood killed when HyukJae asked the simple question. My father died six years ago. That’s six years that I’ve disappeared from your life.
Hyukjae nodded as he moved to sit in Donghae’s lap, missing the warmth the other body gave off.
In those six years, I commanded my father’s underground army. I’m a boss of the Blue Dragons. When I disappeared, I kept tabs on you. What you were doing, who you were with, who was doing you - I knew everything. Everything down to how much you were paying for the drugs.
HyukJae gasped, no one knew he was doing drugs. The pills that ruined his life that made him resort to selling his body to men, but he couldn’t get enough.
I wanted to bring you back, to bring you in and show to the rest of the Blue Dragons that no one, and I mean no one, is to ever buy you but me. But I couldn’t; you were too precious to me to be put on the spot. For other rival gang bosses to take you away from me- Donghae was cut off when HyukJae silenced him with a kiss.
I don't care what people say
The rush is worth the price I pay
I get so high when you're with me
But crash and crave you when you are away
This is about Kibum isn’t it? How he bought me that one night, I know who he is. He’s the boss of Silent Devils. He told me, he told me that this whore house was on neutral territory. But now, Donghae, this body belongs to you. I won’t sell it anymore if you don’t want me to. I’ll stop my drug abuse and -
HyukJae was silenced as Donghae forced his tongue into the open mouth and palmed his hard erection.
Donghae moaned when he felt the other snake a leg around his waist bring himself closer to the man below him.
Talk later, just fuck me now.
Donghae smirked, ripping off the cardigan and untying the shirt from the sinful body. He trailed a finger down HyukJae’s skinny body. It saddened him, how he couldn’t feed him, how he couldn’t give him a better life away from the drugs and the whorehouse. He slid his hand back up and gently tapped the soft, pink lips with his fingers.
HyukJae smirked and took in one finger after another. He sucked on them the same way that he wanted to suck another part of Donghae’s body; he sucked, licked, and bit the fingers, whining pitifully when Donghae pulled them away.
So I got a question;
Do you want to have a summer party in my basement?
Do I make your heart beat like a native drum?
Is my love, your drug?
(huh) Your drug? (huh) your drug? (huh) your drug?
Is my love, your drug?
He snickered at the slut beneath him before slipping a hand underneath the skirt and around the thong that hid the puckered entrance from his fingers. A finger circled the hidden entrance before entering Hyukjae’s most intimate spot.
Both moaned at the same time, one from the tightness, the other from being filled. Donghae started slow with one finger, keeping a steady pace. When he saw that HyukJae was comfortable with one finger, he added another. HyukJae threw his head back in pleasure. His clients were never gentle like Donghae.
More.
Donghae complied and thrust another finger into the sinful heat of HyukJae’s body. The slut moaned and began to thrust back onto the fingers, begging for more. Donghae kissed the man as he scissored him, stretching the entrance for another part of his body.
HyukJae pulled away and growled at Donghae. Fuck me. Donghae smirked and bit down the other’s neck, sucking it until the spot turned bright red. He kissed the spot before pulling out his fingers and ramming his shaft into the other’s body.
Because your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
I said your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love (x2)
HyukJae arched at the feeling of being filled. Never before in his life did sex feel so good. He looked up at Donghae, smirking before rolling his hips into the other.
Donghae moaned as HyukJae moved his hips into his, signaling for him to start moving. He moved slowly, torturing the man below him into a whimpering mess. When he had him at the point of desperation, he sped up his thrusts. His hips moved like pistons, in and out of the body.
He lifted a leg over his shoulder to hit a certain spot. When HyukJae screamed, he knew that he had struck gold. He smirked at the lewd body beneath him before leaning down for a kiss, never pausing in his movements.
HyukJae began to thrust back, allowing Donghae to know that he was close.
Moaning at the sight of his slut, Donghae moved a hand in between their bodies and tugged at Hyukjae’s swollen member. He pumped it along with his thrusts and before he knew it HyukJae came all over his chest, the scream of his name sounding so perfect in his ears.
Donghae groaned at the tightness, knowing he wouldn’t last any longer, and thrust furiously into HyukJae’s body, finding his own release moments later. He collapsed beside his exhausted lover and pulled him into his embrace. He didn’t need words to describe how perfect HyukJae felt in his arms, or how he felt in that very moment.
Heyyy heyyy you love, your love, (whispered) is my drug
Title: Your Love Is My Drug
Pairing: Donghae/Eunhyuk: HaeHyuk
Genre: AU!Whore, Smut
Rating: NC-17
Summary: I just cant get you off my mind.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot & it's un-betaed
Maybe I need some rehab, or maybe just need some sleep
I've got a sick obsession, I'm seeing it in my dreams
HyukJae stared blankly up at the ceiling. He had yet to get any sleep and he knew that the sun would be up soon and he would have to get back to work. He worked as an all-around pole dancer, but he saw himself no better than a whore. His boss labeled him as being in high demand and needed him at work even when there were few customers.
He did, however, had a customer who always paid for a private room and him, no matter the time of day. He came in randomly and never shown his face to HyukJae. He wanted to see the mystery man so badly; he was craving to see the face that made him dance so seductively.
He showed up for work and nodded at the boss. He’s waiting for you, in the private box. Get dressed and head over there. HyukJae mentally squealed.
I'm looking down every alley, I'm making those desperate calls
I’m staying up all night hoping, Hit my head against the walls
His customer was already here. He ran off to the dressing room and pulled out today’s outfit. ( outfit) He changed into the dress before slipping into the panties. He clipped on the garter belts onto the panties before pulling up his stockings. When he had those pulled up, he clipped them to the garters as well. He pulled out his favorite pair of stiletto heels. ( shoes)
He glanced at the mirror, giving himself a critical inspection before quickly applying makeup and placing the finishing touch in his hair - a small black bow. He made his way to the private box where the pole was installed front of a pair of double windows.
What you've got boy is hard to find
Think about it all about it all the time
I'm all strung up my heart is fried
I just can’t get you off my mind
The lights had not been dimmed when he walked into the room. He winked and blew a kiss at the window, hoping the man on the other side saw it. He smiled sweetly when a message appeared across the window. You look beautiful today, HyukJae. Today is my birthday, will you give me a special performance?
HyukJae moaned and sat down in front of the window, knowing exactly where the man would be sitting. He smiled and spread his legs. Lightly, he trailed a finger over his scantily clad body. He imagined that the finger stroking his body didn’t belong to him, but to the man behind the window.
Another message appeared. My HyukJae, lose the panties. Your body’s much too beautiful to be hidden by clothing.
Hyukjae gave another seductive moans he unclipped the garter belt from his panties and pulled the offensive material from his body before throwing it across the room. He always wished that there was some way for him to communicate with his customer. The lights slowly dimmed down, signaling for Hyukjae to get ready.
My dearest HyukJae, by the end of today, you will know who I am.
Because your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
I said your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
HyukJae smiled and got into his position. The music cued the beginning of his performance, which he began by grabbing the pole and starting with a simple spin. Slowly he started to grind into the pole and another message popped up. My love, slowly. It won’t be long before you’ll be sitting in my lap.
HyukJae smiled and jumped to climb up the pole before he slid down erotically. He let out a small whimper, feeling the cold pole touching his naked skin. He turned towards the mirror before getting on his knees and grinding against the pole. He needed the man behind the mirror so much. He always pictured him to be well dressed, very well mannered, and someone who needed him just as much.
Baby, dance
HyukJae mentally groaned before got back into his routine. He danced for about an hour before another message popped up. Baby, take a break. You’ll be out here next. HyukJae smiled and blew him another kiss before going to get his panties. But before he could bend down to pick them up, a message came up. Leave them, you don’t need them. With that sentence flashing at him, Hyukjae grinned happily before leaving the box.
Won't listen to any advice, mamma's telling me to think twice
But left to my own devices I’m addicted its a crisis!
He smiled at his boss before going to the back. When you’re done, go to room across from the private box. He’ll be waiting there.
HyukJae nodded but before he could move, his boss went threw another outfit at him.
He wants you to wear this.
HyukJae nodded again before slipping into the back. When he got there, he collapsed into the chair. He was so turned on that he had to grind against the arm of the sofa to provide some sort of relief. He moaned at the friction before he turned to look at the outfit.
I must be crazy. I’m in love with a man I’ve never seen before.
He gave one last grind into the arm of the sofa once more before deciding to change into the new outfit. He picked up the skirt and slipped it on. It barely covered his ass, and he clapped in delight. He next slipped on the pink thong that clipped to the skirt. He pulled on the poor excuse of a shirt and tied it right above his abs and then slipped the black cardigan over it. He kept the bow in his hair and finally pulled the white stockings up his legs. ( outfit)
He slipped into hot pink stiletto heels ( stiletto) and grabbed a quick bite at the bar before heading to his customer.
My friends think I've gone crazy, my judgment is getting kinda hazy
My status is gonna be affected if I keep it up like a love sick crackhead
He calmed himself down and smoothed out what little material that his skirt consisted of before knocking on the door. Come in.
HyukJae twisted the door knob before opening the door to reveal the man he had been waiting for.
Donghae?! He gasped in surprise.
The man smiled before he pulled HyukJae towards him. The one and only, and I must say, you look charming in that outfit.
HyukJae moaned as Donghae grabbed his ass. The door was closed by a discrete kick of Hyukjae’s heels, and Donghae pulled the man towards him until they were both seated on the sofa. I’ve got you for the whole day, so how about we start with a lap dance?
What you've got boy is hard to find
Think about it all about it all the time
I'm all strung up my heart is fried
HyukJae groaned and slammed himself down on Donghae’s hard on before standing up. He got on all fours and began crawling towards Donghae. He rubbed his chest against Donghae’s lap before straddling him and bouncing slowing on his lap.
Donghae smiled and slipped 10,000₩ into his skirt.
Hyukjae gave a little noise of frustration as he felt the other man’s hand ghost around his erection. He slowly began to forget about the dance and grabbed the other man’s hand, guiding it under his skirt.
I can’t stop thinking about lewd you’ll look when I have you spread out on that bed. Donghae whispered into Hyukjae’s ear before palming the hard dick and slipping him another 10,000₩.
He moaned before pushing himself into the palm, hoping for more friction. His mind was so clouded with lust that he couldn’t bring himself to care that he was acting like a total slut in front of his former best friend.
I just cant get you off my mind
As he grinded into his hand, Donghae continued to slip him money. He gasped when he felt Donghae pulled the throng string aside to slip in more money. Donghae… I need more. He looked into the other man’s eyes before pulling out all the money from his outfit and throwing it behind him. He pulled him up and began walking backwards towards the bed.
Why did you disappear all those years ago? HyukJae looked into Donghae’s eyes before the other bent down to kiss his neck.
I need to protect you, the one I love, the one I cherish. The world I live in isn’t meant for someone as pure as you are, HyukJae. He moaned as HyukJae brought his leg up to grind into his crotch.
I’m not pure, Donghae. I’ve done some very dirty things.
Donghae moaned at the man beneath him. Your hands are not stained with the blood of innocent lives, baby.
Because your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
I said your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
He bit down on the other’s neck before moving lower.
HyukJae moaned as he felt Donghae’s tongue on his skin. What have you done, Donghae? HyukJae pulled Donghae up to kiss the lips he had been craving for so long.
Donghae sighed before pulling away, the mood killed when HyukJae asked the simple question. My father died six years ago. That’s six years that I’ve disappeared from your life.
Hyukjae nodded as he moved to sit in Donghae’s lap, missing the warmth the other body gave off.
In those six years, I commanded my father’s underground army. I’m a boss of the Blue Dragons. When I disappeared, I kept tabs on you. What you were doing, who you were with, who was doing you - I knew everything. Everything down to how much you were paying for the drugs.
HyukJae gasped, no one knew he was doing drugs. The pills that ruined his life that made him resort to selling his body to men, but he couldn’t get enough.
I wanted to bring you back, to bring you in and show to the rest of the Blue Dragons that no one, and I mean no one, is to ever buy you but me. But I couldn’t; you were too precious to me to be put on the spot. For other rival gang bosses to take you away from me- Donghae was cut off when HyukJae silenced him with a kiss.
I don't care what people say
The rush is worth the price I pay
I get so high when you're with me
But crash and crave you when you are away
This is about Kibum isn’t it? How he bought me that one night, I know who he is. He’s the boss of Silent Devils. He told me, he told me that this whore house was on neutral territory. But now, Donghae, this body belongs to you. I won’t sell it anymore if you don’t want me to. I’ll stop my drug abuse and -
HyukJae was silenced as Donghae forced his tongue into the open mouth and palmed his hard erection.
Donghae moaned when he felt the other snake a leg around his waist bring himself closer to the man below him.
Talk later, just fuck me now.
Donghae smirked, ripping off the cardigan and untying the shirt from the sinful body. He trailed a finger down HyukJae’s skinny body. It saddened him, how he couldn’t feed him, how he couldn’t give him a better life away from the drugs and the whorehouse. He slid his hand back up and gently tapped the soft, pink lips with his fingers.
HyukJae smirked and took in one finger after another. He sucked on them the same way that he wanted to suck another part of Donghae’s body; he sucked, licked, and bit the fingers, whining pitifully when Donghae pulled them away.
So I got a question;
Do you want to have a summer party in my basement?
Do I make your heart beat like a native drum?
Is my love, your drug?
(huh) Your drug? (huh) your drug? (huh) your drug?
Is my love, your drug?
He snickered at the slut beneath him before slipping a hand underneath the skirt and around the thong that hid the puckered entrance from his fingers. A finger circled the hidden entrance before entering Hyukjae’s most intimate spot.
Both moaned at the same time, one from the tightness, the other from being filled. Donghae started slow with one finger, keeping a steady pace. When he saw that HyukJae was comfortable with one finger, he added another. HyukJae threw his head back in pleasure. His clients were never gentle like Donghae.
More.
Donghae complied and thrust another finger into the sinful heat of HyukJae’s body. The slut moaned and began to thrust back onto the fingers, begging for more. Donghae kissed the man as he scissored him, stretching the entrance for another part of his body.
HyukJae pulled away and growled at Donghae. Fuck me. Donghae smirked and bit down the other’s neck, sucking it until the spot turned bright red. He kissed the spot before pulling out his fingers and ramming his shaft into the other’s body.
Because your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
I said your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love (x2)
HyukJae arched at the feeling of being filled. Never before in his life did sex feel so good. He looked up at Donghae, smirking before rolling his hips into the other.
Donghae moaned as HyukJae moved his hips into his, signaling for him to start moving. He moved slowly, torturing the man below him into a whimpering mess. When he had him at the point of desperation, he sped up his thrusts. His hips moved like pistons, in and out of the body.
He lifted a leg over his shoulder to hit a certain spot. When HyukJae screamed, he knew that he had struck gold. He smirked at the lewd body beneath him before leaning down for a kiss, never pausing in his movements.
HyukJae began to thrust back, allowing Donghae to know that he was close.
Moaning at the sight of his slut, Donghae moved a hand in between their bodies and tugged at Hyukjae’s swollen member. He pumped it along with his thrusts and before he knew it HyukJae came all over his chest, the scream of his name sounding so perfect in his ears.
Donghae groaned at the tightness, knowing he wouldn’t last any longer, and thrust furiously into HyukJae’s body, finding his own release moments later. He collapsed beside his exhausted lover and pulled him into his embrace. He didn’t need words to describe how perfect HyukJae felt in his arms, or how he felt in that very moment.
Heyyy heyyy you love, your love, (whispered) is my drug