Nothing More Than Lust [Part Six]
Title: Nothing More Than Lust
Pairing: Onho, 2min
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, demon/shifter, smut
Summary: Being someone's property isn't so bad, except when other people keep trying to steal, rape, or do worse to you. Especially when your 'master' already does that plenty. At first he had thought a bodyguard would make things even worse, though being forced to be around walking eyecandy all day long has its perks... Even if it is a no touch policy.
Part Six
His mouth was hotter, so much hotter than he'd ever felt before. His supple lips wrapping around his cock like his favorite candy were sucking wantonly, making him grind his hips even harder, forcing himself down Jinki's throat as he came. The demon on his knees below him pulled back, wiping at his mouth as his eyes began to glow red. His body healed in moments, the bruises and cuts disappearing almost instantly.
"Mmmm, I've never fed off a demon before. It's much more satisfying," he moaned, pulling Minho down to his level. "And hard again already?" Minho could only nod and groan as Jinki's lips fluttered sweetly over his skin. "I wonder if it matters what type of demon you are, if there are stronger ones to feed off of..."
Minho only growled, pushing Jinki roughly onto his back against the cold floor. His scent filled the room even stronger as he moaned and struggled under Minho's hand against his chest. Damnit. He didn't want to hurt the boy, but that's clearly what Jinki wanted. Would it always be like this? Seeing as how that was the only thing Jinki knew, he wasn't sure. Wouldn't have to guess on it for very long anyway.
Forcing the other boy to lay on his stomach, he lifted his behind up so his ass was thrust into the air, and Jinki only moaned and wiggled beneath his gaze.
"Hit me."
"What?"
"Fucking hit me." Minho looked down at the writhing Jinki uncertainly, then lifted his palm and slapped his ass. Jinki moaned loud, then looked over his shoulder at him, as if asking for another and calling him a weak pussy all at the same time. Minho's hand fell once again in the same spot, a little rougher. "Harder," he begged.
"You don't need it harder. I can make you cum with this alone. I can almost taste your orgasm on my tongue," Minho growled. Jinki moaned, clearly agreeing, falling over the edge a few slaps later, but he still held his ass up in the air. Jinki clearly needed more than the average demon. Licking his fingers, he circled two around Jinki's entrance, until eventually sliding them in, finding Jinki wet and clenching. "Fuck, I didn't realize you were self lubricating..."
"Can we talk a little less? Stick another finger in." Minho obliged, three fingers now roughly jamming in and out of Jinki's ass, his other hand wiping at his mouth nervously. Could he be gentle when all Jinki wanted was rough? It was in every fiber of his being to be rough in the first place. Pulling his fingers out, he relished in the noise of complaint Jinki made before he positioned his own cock to Jinki's tight heat. The boy mewled prettily, but before Minho even made to slowly push into him, letting him get used to his size, Jinki was already shoving against him, his ass firmly up against his hips in seconds.
Jinki stopped, but if it had hurt, he said nothing to admit so. Jinki had been treated so roughly his entire life, yet here Minho was in shock at how tight the boy was, how hot and wet. He would have never guessed someone so used... would feel so unbelievably good. Sliding slowly in and out, he watched as Jinki's nails dug into his own flesh, as if he was making to scratch himself, hurt himself, anything to feel that knife's edge of pain. Minho would have none of that.
Slamming his hands over Jinki's, stilling him, he whispered, "You want it rough so bad? Fine, we'll do it rough. But next time you'll fucking let me do what I want to you." Jinki turned his head, licking at the side of Minho's lips. On all fours above him, he began to roughly rock against the smaller boy, his hips ramming up against Jinki's ass with every thrust, his balls slapping against Jinki with every shove. He continued the hard ride for a few minutes, before slowly pulling out all the way, then slamming back in. Three more thrusts like that and Jinki was once again cumming with full force, his head flinging back against Minho's broad shoulder as he screamed.
Pulling out of him, he stood up, lifting Jinki up with him. He hadn't said so, but the wood floor had been killing his knees, and he had been pushing against Jinki's hands with his full body weight the whole time, pinning him down, so the boy had to be hurting. Even if he didn't say so, he didn't plan on putting Jinki through any unneeded pain. He planned on training him to want his body and his body alone. Then he would decide what to do with him.
Picking Jinki up and instructing him to wrap his legs around his waist, he did so, Minho quickly sliding into him before shoving him up against the wall, easily lifting and shoving the boy up and down along his cock. In this position, Jinki's moans were even louder in his ear, the boy's pearly white teeth digging into his tan skin as he fucked him harder and harder, throwing in an ass slap here and there for good measure, melting inside as Jinki all but purred and thrummed in his grasp like a bitch in heat.
As Minho's cock grew impossibly hard, his fangs elongated as he roughly bit down into Jinki's milky throat, marking him. Jinki screamed, cumming between them even as Minho's last few ragged thrusts brought him to orgasm as well. Quickly pulling out of Jinki, he let the boy slowly slide to the floor, a healthy glow emenating from every pore of his skin.
"Good," Minho said gruffly, "now that that's out of your system, let's go take a bath. That's where Taemin is anyway." Jinki looked away, but nodded. "I'll um... let you get dressed," he shrugged, then walked out of the hut, trying to force his heartbeat to calm the fuck down. Jinki didn't want to be coddled, every subtle move of his body said so, but damn if he didn't want to.
Jinki stared down at his body in confusion. That was the weakest sex he'd ever had, so why had it felt so good? Why did he crave it more and more with each passing second? Shaking his head, he stood up, watching as Minho's cum dripped down his body. Flicking his finger against one particular strand, he brought it up to his mouth and sucked. He'd always known Minho would taste good, just never realized this good. How many more times had his brother got to feast on this delicacy? Had they already fucked as well?
Smearing his hand along the cum now, he lapped at it in his palm before getting dressed and walking out to follow Minho.
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"What the fuck is taking them so long," Taemin huffed, sunbathing naked on a rock near the stream. How long had he been here? One hour? Two? Did it really take that long? Please.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were a siren, trying to lure me to my death with your scent calling to me even as your naked body taunts me."
Taemin sat up abruptly, not bothering to hide himself. He was used to people gawking at him. "Who's there?"
"Did the little rabbit lose his way?" the voice said mockingly, a few specks of water splashing on his dry skin, sliding down slowly, as if the water itself were an intimate caress.
"I'm not asking to be polite, who the fuck is there?" He growled, even as his body thrummed with pleasure.
A form emerged out of the water, all strong muscle and dark skin. The man looked like a greek statue come to life. Taemin's initial anger immediately ebbed. Now this he could live with.
A/N: Guess who that is. And Guess what he is. Bet if you can guess one you won't guess the other haha! Sorry this is so short! I'm still feeling sick and now extremely exhausted from work. The sex scenes are going to be... difficult I think. Jinki's tastes are going to have to either back down or Minho's gonna have to get into some kinky shit, we'll see! If it were me, I'd take either of them any way I could get them xD Though honestly my sick fangirl mind would rather lock the two of them in a room together instead. Sorry if this isn't to your standards, I wasn't feeling up to writing tonight, but I felt bad for telling everyone it'd be updated tonight. I shall try to update tomorrow or saturday. I was also thinking of starting a smut week when all this was said and done. Like shark week, seven days of smutty fics from me, probably oneshots, mostly all being onho, though some may be joonew or all three of them. What ya think? Sound fun?
Imma sleep now, I think. Or at least try to. I can't be the only one in the world that can't seem to fall asleep when I'm sick, can I?
Lanna
FullMoonSyn
P.S. Hopefully the spelling errors aren't too bad. Maybe I should get an editor lol who's up for the job?? sighhhh
Pairing: Onho, 2min
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, demon/shifter, smut
Summary: Being someone's property isn't so bad, except when other people keep trying to steal, rape, or do worse to you. Especially when your 'master' already does that plenty. At first he had thought a bodyguard would make things even worse, though being forced to be around walking eyecandy all day long has its perks... Even if it is a no touch policy.
Part Six
His mouth was hotter, so much hotter than he'd ever felt before. His supple lips wrapping around his cock like his favorite candy were sucking wantonly, making him grind his hips even harder, forcing himself down Jinki's throat as he came. The demon on his knees below him pulled back, wiping at his mouth as his eyes began to glow red. His body healed in moments, the bruises and cuts disappearing almost instantly.
"Mmmm, I've never fed off a demon before. It's much more satisfying," he moaned, pulling Minho down to his level. "And hard again already?" Minho could only nod and groan as Jinki's lips fluttered sweetly over his skin. "I wonder if it matters what type of demon you are, if there are stronger ones to feed off of..."
Minho only growled, pushing Jinki roughly onto his back against the cold floor. His scent filled the room even stronger as he moaned and struggled under Minho's hand against his chest. Damnit. He didn't want to hurt the boy, but that's clearly what Jinki wanted. Would it always be like this? Seeing as how that was the only thing Jinki knew, he wasn't sure. Wouldn't have to guess on it for very long anyway.
Forcing the other boy to lay on his stomach, he lifted his behind up so his ass was thrust into the air, and Jinki only moaned and wiggled beneath his gaze.
"Hit me."
"What?"
"Fucking hit me." Minho looked down at the writhing Jinki uncertainly, then lifted his palm and slapped his ass. Jinki moaned loud, then looked over his shoulder at him, as if asking for another and calling him a weak pussy all at the same time. Minho's hand fell once again in the same spot, a little rougher. "Harder," he begged.
"You don't need it harder. I can make you cum with this alone. I can almost taste your orgasm on my tongue," Minho growled. Jinki moaned, clearly agreeing, falling over the edge a few slaps later, but he still held his ass up in the air. Jinki clearly needed more than the average demon. Licking his fingers, he circled two around Jinki's entrance, until eventually sliding them in, finding Jinki wet and clenching. "Fuck, I didn't realize you were self lubricating..."
"Can we talk a little less? Stick another finger in." Minho obliged, three fingers now roughly jamming in and out of Jinki's ass, his other hand wiping at his mouth nervously. Could he be gentle when all Jinki wanted was rough? It was in every fiber of his being to be rough in the first place. Pulling his fingers out, he relished in the noise of complaint Jinki made before he positioned his own cock to Jinki's tight heat. The boy mewled prettily, but before Minho even made to slowly push into him, letting him get used to his size, Jinki was already shoving against him, his ass firmly up against his hips in seconds.
Jinki stopped, but if it had hurt, he said nothing to admit so. Jinki had been treated so roughly his entire life, yet here Minho was in shock at how tight the boy was, how hot and wet. He would have never guessed someone so used... would feel so unbelievably good. Sliding slowly in and out, he watched as Jinki's nails dug into his own flesh, as if he was making to scratch himself, hurt himself, anything to feel that knife's edge of pain. Minho would have none of that.
Slamming his hands over Jinki's, stilling him, he whispered, "You want it rough so bad? Fine, we'll do it rough. But next time you'll fucking let me do what I want to you." Jinki turned his head, licking at the side of Minho's lips. On all fours above him, he began to roughly rock against the smaller boy, his hips ramming up against Jinki's ass with every thrust, his balls slapping against Jinki with every shove. He continued the hard ride for a few minutes, before slowly pulling out all the way, then slamming back in. Three more thrusts like that and Jinki was once again cumming with full force, his head flinging back against Minho's broad shoulder as he screamed.
Pulling out of him, he stood up, lifting Jinki up with him. He hadn't said so, but the wood floor had been killing his knees, and he had been pushing against Jinki's hands with his full body weight the whole time, pinning him down, so the boy had to be hurting. Even if he didn't say so, he didn't plan on putting Jinki through any unneeded pain. He planned on training him to want his body and his body alone. Then he would decide what to do with him.
Picking Jinki up and instructing him to wrap his legs around his waist, he did so, Minho quickly sliding into him before shoving him up against the wall, easily lifting and shoving the boy up and down along his cock. In this position, Jinki's moans were even louder in his ear, the boy's pearly white teeth digging into his tan skin as he fucked him harder and harder, throwing in an ass slap here and there for good measure, melting inside as Jinki all but purred and thrummed in his grasp like a bitch in heat.
As Minho's cock grew impossibly hard, his fangs elongated as he roughly bit down into Jinki's milky throat, marking him. Jinki screamed, cumming between them even as Minho's last few ragged thrusts brought him to orgasm as well. Quickly pulling out of Jinki, he let the boy slowly slide to the floor, a healthy glow emenating from every pore of his skin.
"Good," Minho said gruffly, "now that that's out of your system, let's go take a bath. That's where Taemin is anyway." Jinki looked away, but nodded. "I'll um... let you get dressed," he shrugged, then walked out of the hut, trying to force his heartbeat to calm the fuck down. Jinki didn't want to be coddled, every subtle move of his body said so, but damn if he didn't want to.
Jinki stared down at his body in confusion. That was the weakest sex he'd ever had, so why had it felt so good? Why did he crave it more and more with each passing second? Shaking his head, he stood up, watching as Minho's cum dripped down his body. Flicking his finger against one particular strand, he brought it up to his mouth and sucked. He'd always known Minho would taste good, just never realized this good. How many more times had his brother got to feast on this delicacy? Had they already fucked as well?
Smearing his hand along the cum now, he lapped at it in his palm before getting dressed and walking out to follow Minho.
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"What the fuck is taking them so long," Taemin huffed, sunbathing naked on a rock near the stream. How long had he been here? One hour? Two? Did it really take that long? Please.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were a siren, trying to lure me to my death with your scent calling to me even as your naked body taunts me."
Taemin sat up abruptly, not bothering to hide himself. He was used to people gawking at him. "Who's there?"
"Did the little rabbit lose his way?" the voice said mockingly, a few specks of water splashing on his dry skin, sliding down slowly, as if the water itself were an intimate caress.
"I'm not asking to be polite, who the fuck is there?" He growled, even as his body thrummed with pleasure.
A form emerged out of the water, all strong muscle and dark skin. The man looked like a greek statue come to life. Taemin's initial anger immediately ebbed. Now this he could live with.
A/N: Guess who that is. And Guess what he is. Bet if you can guess one you won't guess the other haha! Sorry this is so short! I'm still feeling sick and now extremely exhausted from work. The sex scenes are going to be... difficult I think. Jinki's tastes are going to have to either back down or Minho's gonna have to get into some kinky shit, we'll see! If it were me, I'd take either of them any way I could get them xD Though honestly my sick fangirl mind would rather lock the two of them in a room together instead. Sorry if this isn't to your standards, I wasn't feeling up to writing tonight, but I felt bad for telling everyone it'd be updated tonight. I shall try to update tomorrow or saturday. I was also thinking of starting a smut week when all this was said and done. Like shark week, seven days of smutty fics from me, probably oneshots, mostly all being onho, though some may be joonew or all three of them. What ya think? Sound fun?
Imma sleep now, I think. Or at least try to. I can't be the only one in the world that can't seem to fall asleep when I'm sick, can I?
Lanna
FullMoonSyn
P.S. Hopefully the spelling errors aren't too bad. Maybe I should get an editor lol who's up for the job?? sighhhh