a taste of hyukjae's... punishment part 1
Donghae wiped the devious smirk that he’s been sporting for the past 15 minutes upon receiving a glare from Hyukjae through the mirror of the room they were in.
Hyukjae was surrounded by a couple of coordinator noonas plus Sungmin and Ryeowook, they were in the middle of putting Hyukjae’s appearance in order for the show they promised the fans the night befoe.
Donghae involuntarily traced the outline lips with the tip of his tongue as a flaming red lipstick was swiped over Hyukjae’s luscious lips, oh he doesn’t mind eating lipstick this time (he thinks he ate pretty much half of the strawberry flavored chapsticks that Hyukjae likes using off of the other’s lips). He would thrust his tongue in and out of Hyukjae’s mouth and Hyukjae moan his name as a response, the currently blonde man would beg him to do something more and ----
“Hyung… keep your thoughts to yourself” Kyuhyun nudged him by the shoulders, with a knowing and consenting leer on his face.
Donghae chuckled a bit at threw his arms around the taller maknae’s shoulder, he wouldn’t be getting this wonderful treat if Kyuhyun didn’t not agree with his proposal.
“So fucking sexy…” Donghae whispered, eyes passing through the bare shoulders, down to the smooth effeminate back that possessed both fairness and softness that women would readily spend a fortune to achieve.
“Sure..” Kyuhyun agreed, nodding a little to show his agreement, but the act halted immediately as he feel a piercing gaze right through his face.
“Yah. Don’t stare, Hyukjae is mine and only mine!” Donghae’s grip on his shoulder tightened that the younger winced from the slight pain.
“Urgh, Hyung let go… I have Minnie’s ass to tap you know!” Kyuhyun protested, Donghae’s possessiveness over Hyukjae is impossible to understand sometimes.
“Better that we’re clear” Donghae loosened his grip on the younger.
Kyuhyun rolled his eyes but kept mouth shut. His evilness is no match when Donghae is in his predatory mood.
Soon, the people crowding around Hyukjae moved aside as their masterpiece for the day was proclaimed done..
The show they planned for the fans hasn’t started yet but Donghae’s already come up with the perfect ending for this show.
and that’s something that would only involve him and Hyukjae..
Oh he could not wait.
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Hyukjae took a deep breath and gazed at his reflection. The natural pinkish blush on his cheek was emphasized even more by the dust of blush on powder that was dabbed onto his cheeks.
His lips looked fuller with the vivid red lipstick that the noona put over his lips (not without a protest though, he thought the color was too loud, but being the loser in their game, he’s got no say to whatever…)
The yellowish light coming from the vanity mirror lend a nice glow to his shoulders (which he diligently takes care of knowing it was one of Donghae’s favorite spots to bite, lick and nibble) --- He cleared his throat to let go of the thoughts that were admittedly beginning to send some fire shooting down his center. He must remember that it was Donghae’s fault he was going to get punished like this. Hence, he should stay mad at the younger, who despite at the attempt to keep his face emotionless, failed to hide the obvious amusement in his eyes.
Perfect --- Donghae mouthed to Hyukjae as the former caught him staring through the mirror, and Hyukjae’s mouth ran dry at the sensual way the soundless word came out of Donghae’s lips.
Oh those sinful lips.
Hyukjae felt the little, almost invisible hairs on his back perk up from the sudden chill - or heat-he couldn’t tell that run down his body.
He should be scowling at Donghae really, he’s bound to make a fool out of himself later… but he couldn’t bring himself to. The look Donghae was giving him was hypnotizing, it was making his knees wobble, and wearing a relatively low two inch heels didn’t help.
Not really aware how the people around them were eyeing them with so much curiosity.
Hyukjae’s body tensed uncomfortably when Donghae shoved his hands inside both of his pockets and began walking towards him..
The air in the room stilled and the people sensing the need for privacy between the two began rushing out of the room. Well, everyone except for Kyuhyun who wouldn’t have moved from his spot if not for Sungmin who forcefully dragged him out.
Megawatts of electricity ran down Hyukjae’s spine as Donghae run his index fingers down his back lightly, so light that Hyukjae felt as if it were a ghost doing that to him.
“Stop it!!” Hyukjae hissed after a while.
Donghae lifted a brow, his finger never stopping from tracing feather light circles on his back.
Hyukjae’s mind was telling him to pull away, but his body was not complying… in fact the raspy moan that unconsciously slipped out of Hyukjae’s lips was a big indication of how his body yearns for more.
“Oh I hate you so much right now!” Hyukjae huffed after getting the strength to pull away. He spun and turned to face Donghae. “Just… Do you know how embarrassing this would be?!” Hyukjae let out a desolated sigh.
“What’s to be embarrassed about?”
“Everything!!” Hyukjae stomped his foot as if to lay emphasis on his answer.
“No, it’s not.. Minnie-Hyung has done it a lot of times.”
“It’s different! it’s for our concert!”
“Our concert is for our fans, we’re doing this for our fans too right? Don’t be a spoil sport babe..” Donghae whispered, his face only millimeters away from Hyukjae. “and besides, You look stunning baby.. absolutely gorgeous..”
Whether it was because of the compliment on his appearance, or how Sexy Donghae called him by their secret endearment, Hyukjae couldn’t tell, but he was partly pacified.
“Ai---“ Hyukjae’s mumbling was cut-off as Donghae sealed his lips with the brunette’s own.
Hyukjae’s gasped out for air when Donghae finished kissing him. That was intense!
“So that’s what lipstick tastes like… hmmm not bad..” Donghae said as he passed his thumb over Hyukjae’s almost lipstick-less lips.
Hyukjae copied Donghae as tried to rub off the stain that was transferred onto Donghae’s lips.
Donghae’s been a very bad boy… he’s certainly going to get punished at the end of this show.
Hyukjae’s silent trance was cut off when he felt Donghae’s magical thumb slide down to his neck, and down further to the cleavage exposed by the dress.
His eyes widened when Donghae bagan palming his left boob
“What the---“ Hyukjae said, his hand scrambling to get Donghae’s own hands off his chest, but Donghae was persistent. He kept on kneading the boob pad which consequently rubbed against Hyukjae’s chest.
“I’ve always been satisfied with your chest babe… but I’ll admit this is fun..” Donghae whispered huskily, Hyukjae is everything arousing.
Their eyes met, and sure enough there were little fireballs that guarantees explosion if it will not be put off soon.
The knock on the door tells them, they’d have to wait.
“Yahhh! we’re going to be late! hurry up!” Came Sungmin’s voice.
Donghae snorted. “What a distrurbance..”
“Tch. You’re a pervert.” Hyukjae straightened.
“Only for you.” Donghae said in a matter of fact tone.
Hyukjae side-eyed Donghae and stepped towards the door, but Donghae grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back gently.
“You need to retouch your lipstick..” Donghae bent over and picked up the piece of cosmetic from the vanity table, causing Hyukjae to pout but Hyukjae followed through. “I guess it’s no harder than putting on your chapstick right?”
“Let’s go!” Hyukjae said, anymore of this flirtation would have something standing against the flimsy white material of the dress. He’d like to avoid it, thank you very much for that would increase the upcoming mortification by ten thousand folds.
Hyukjae successfully reached the door but a body trapped him and pressed him hard against the wooden door.
“Hae…”
“hmmmmn..” Donghae dropped a couple of kisses on his shoulder before capturing the shell of his ear for a quick and gentle bite. “Sorry can’t help it..” Donghae said but he’s obviously not apologetic. The hands that were holding Hyukjae by the waist travelled down south and landed on the curve of Hyukjae’s ass.
“Be sure to get this ready later..” Donghae squeezed and ground his own hardness against Hyukjae’s behind.
“Fuck you Hae.. you’ll pay for this..”
“Very much willing to babe..” Donghae smirked and finally gave some space between their bodies.
Hyukjae took successive breaths to calm himself… his heartbeat was ragged and his thoughts were all gooed up.
“and I say, this dress fits you better than Minnie hyung… would you consider exchanging for the encore?” Donghae asked.
“Shut up okay? Just shut up!”
“just a suggestion but I’d guess we’ll have to shave your legs next time… Chaeplin will be very happy to lift your skirt using my stick madamme..” Donghae blabbered on
Childishly horny. Hyukjae thought though he found the dreamy look on Donghae’s face adorable.
“Yahhh! hornballs, get out now!” It was Kyuhyun’s turn to should and being just behind the door echoed the maknae’s deep voice absurdly.
“We’re coming no need to shout brat!” Hyukjae scoffed and opened the door.
Actually, Kyuhyun was leering suggestively when they opened the door. Ryewook and Yesung walked and the former shoved his cellphone in Kyuhyun’s hand.
“Kyuhyunnie, take a picture of us.. let’s tease the fans…” Ryewook giggled and Kyuhyun shrugged and complied.
A couple of others asked to take a picture with Hyukjae but Donghae just stayed behind. He’ll be generous enough to let them do so now, because later he’ll have Hyukjae all to himself.
“Hyung, why aren’t you taking pictures? Eunhae fans will go crazy over it..” Ryewook asked. Donghae just gave him a mysterious smile.
Oh, he’d take plenty of pictures later… but it would all be for his private entertainment..
part 2