Turn Of Events :: One Shot
Title: Turn Of Events
Pairing: Zuhwan (Junho/Yoohwan)
Rating: NC-17
Warning: smut, slight kink
Length: One-shot
Disclaimer: If i owned these boys, much dirtier things would be happening.. and they would not be in japan.
Summary: Yoohwan tries to change things around with a little surprise, but things don't go as planned.
Author's Notes: This fic is an early happy 21st birthday present for my dearest kam2452
Wiping his sweat slicked hands on his jeans as he walked out of the airport, Yoohwan found a taxi to take him to his destination. He took a deep breath. Now that he had landed in Japan, his plans seemed so half-cocked, and crazy. Something was going to go wrong; he could feel it. Trying to calm his shaking hands he helped the taxi driver put his bags in the trunk of the car before opening the door and getting in the back seat.
He pulled his phone out of his pocket, confirming the address of his destination before telling the taxi driver. As they pulled away from the airport, Yoohwan typed a quick message to his brother, letting him know that he landed in Japan safely. He was about to put his phone away when it buzzed in his hand with Yoochun’s reply, “Be careful, and have fun~ ^_^.” Sighing, he slid his phone back into his pocket and leaned his head back, focusing on calming his nerves.
The ride was slow, and when they finally pulled up to the main doors of the building, Yoohwan’s nerves were worse than they had been in the beginning. Shaking hands, he reached for the door handle and stepped out of the taxi onto the curb. After handing the taxi driver money for the fare and a tip Yoohwan was left standing on the sidewalk with his bags at his feet. Taking one last shaking breath, he picked up his bags and walked through the front doors, determined to set his plans into full swing.
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Exhausted after a day of filming and promotions for his new single with Ayumi Hamasaki, Junho stumbled into his apartment building, walking mindlessly to the elevator that lead him to his suite. Keying in the code on his front door, a green light flashed allowing him access and he opened the door and stepped inside. The tall man dropped his keys and his bag in the front hallway before making his way through the apartment, seeking the comfort of a long, hot shower.
Junho stepped through the doorway of his bedroom, his shirt already halfway over his head. He was confronted with strong hands taking his wrists in a bruising grip. Grunting he struggled in the hold, trying to remove his shirt that was impairing his vision. His struggles were to no avail as he was suddenly thrown forward onto the queen size bed a few feet away.
Before Junho could get his wits about him, he felt cold metal against his skin as handcuffs were attached to each of his wrists, securing him to the bed frame. Face down on the bed he pulled at his wrists, but the hard metal had no give. He let out a frustrated cry as he heard movement to his right, the sound of a bag ruffling and objects being set down on the table beside the bed. He began rubbing his face along the bed below him, in hopes of removing the shirt that was still around his head, preventing him from seeing.
An amused chuckle drifted from the man standing beside the bed, freezing Junho’s actions in an instant. “Yoohwan?”
“You should see how desperate you look hyung, I didn’t scare you too bad did I?” The younger continued to chuckle to himself as he helped the older of the two remove the shirt blocking his vision.
“What do you think you’re doing? You can’t just sneak up on people like that. Mind letting me go, I had planned on …” Junho’s sentence was cut short when he turned his head to look at Yoohwan, his gaze instead falling on the objects now occupying his night table.
“You like my new toys hyung? I thought we could have a little celebration, with the release of your music video and it being a success and all.” The actor tried to keep a straight face, and the tremble from showing in his words. The truth was, he was terrified of what he was about to do. Pushing aside his fear he moved to the bed and began kissing and nibbling his way down the taller man’s spine.
A growl escaped from deep within Junho’s throat, and the younger couldn’t help but smile to himself. “What are you up to dongsaeng?” Junho growled as the man above him reached a particularly sensitive spot on his lower spine, sucking and nibbling the spot until a deep red mark formed.
Yoohwan ignored the question has he pulled on firm thighs until Junho was kneeling, his face pushed further into the mattress without his hands free to support him. Reaching around he started by undoing the belt securing the jeans around the elders waist, continuing this kiss and nibble at the mans back, leaving his mark in various places.
It wasn’t until his jeans and briefs were being pulled off his ankles that Junho began to regain his senses. Feeling the younger man pull away from him and the bed shift with the loss of his body, Junho began to panic slightly. Using his arms he pulled himself closer to the bed frame. Now able to lean on his forearms, he turned his head towards the noise on his right. His eyes darkened with lust as he watched Yoohwan undress, revealing his perfect, milky skin.
“So what do you plan to do Yoohwannie? Tie me up, have your way with me? Are you going to bury yourself deep inside me” Seeing the younger boy freeze as he stepped out of his jeans made Junho smirk to himself; so he really did think that he could be on top, we will see about that young one.
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Yoohwan froze when he heard Junho’s words. Hearing his plan said aloud brought back the nerves that he had worked so hard to push down. Masking the fear on his face he turned back to his hyung and smiled darkly. He had already gone this far, he wasn’t going to stop now. He turned his back again to finish undressing and get the rest of his nerves back under control; oblivious to whatever plan the older man had been plotting while on the bed.
Taking a deep breath as he turned towards the table next to the bed, his eyes searched for the bottle of lube he had placed there earlier. He spotted the small bottle and reached out to grab it, but before he had it in his grasp, a large hand took hold of his wrist. In an instant the room spun before his back hit the surface of the warm bed, arms being pinned above his head in a bruising hold. Stunned by the sudden turn of events Yoohwan did nothing but stare dumbfounded at the man now positioned above him.
Junho leaned down, breath hot against the younger mans ear, “Did you really think that you could get away with something like this, dongsaeng? Next time, don’t leave the keys within reach on the table.” Feeling the shiver of the boy beneath him, Junho smiled.
Maneuvering his wrists to the grip of a single hand, Junho used his free hand to trace light touches against the milky skin beneath him. Fingers finding a hardening bud, pinching it firmly before leaning down to suck on the peaked flesh. Mewling and moans began to escape the mouth of the actor, squirming in the unrelenting hold.
“Hyung! you....can’t....” full sentences failing the younger as he tried to control the feelings racing through his body.
“I can’t what? Tie you up and have my way with you? Bury myself deep inside you? That was your plan for me, so why can I not do the same to you?” As he spoke, Junho reached over to the table for the bottle of lube. Opening the bottle he poured the gel directly above Yoohwan’s entrance, pulling a shocked cry from the boy.
Capping the bottle and tossing it aside, Junho pulled his fingers through the warming gel, circling the clenching bud. Slowly he pushed the first digit in, feeling the tight warmth clench around it. He continued his ministrations prepping the squirming boy beneath him.
Confident his actions had rendered Yoohwan senseless, Junho released his wrists. Reaching up for the abandoned handcuffs, he secured them around each of the smaller man’s wrists.
Feeling the cold metal against his skin, Yoowhan was briefly brought back to reality. He opened his mouth to protest, however a loud moan was released instead as fingers pushed against his prostate.
Now having two hands available, Junho continued to prep his lover’s hole, while his other hand stroked himself, slicking his length with lube. Reluctantly he let go of his cock, he was not going to last long once he was buried inside the actor. Watching the face of his lover, he pulled his fingers from his tight warmth. Crying out, Yoohwan thrusted his hips upward, searching to be filled with something once again.
Tightly gripping the back of his soft, white thighs, Junho lifted the younger man’s legs until his ankles rested on the tops of the taller man’s shoulders. Gripping his throbbing erection he positioned himself at the clenching entrance in front of him. Thrusting forward he breached the tight ring, adjusting until he felt the soft skin of Yoohwan’s ass against his hips. Giving him only a moment to adjust to the length, Junho started a rapid and hard pace. Sweaty skin slapping against sweaty skin and moaning cries filled the bedroom.
“Hyung, please...touch...please...ah!” Yoohwan incoherent pleas being lost in the cries of pleasure as Junho adjusted his angle, hitting his prostate with every sharp thrust.
“Not yet, Hwannie, you don’t get to come yet. Not until I tell you.”
Yoowhan pulled at the handcuffs securing him to the bed frame, desperate to have friction against his throbbing erection. His release teasing him from deep within. Junho picked up his speed, feeling his climax building.
Reaching between their bodies, he took hold of his lover, his fist matching the speed of each thrust. Yoohwan crying out with one continuous sound, punctuated with the force of each thrust inside him. “Now dongsaeng, come now!” No sooner did the words leave Junho’s lips did he feel the warmth of the boy’s seed cover his hand still fisting the erection rapidly.
Feeling the muscles clench and spasm around him sent Junho over the edge, with a cry and one last deep thrust he filled Yoohwan. Thrusting slowly, milking every last drop from himself. His exhaustion coming crashing down on his body, Junho collapsed on the boy, slipping out as he moved.
Gasping to catch their breaths, both just lay in a sweaty heap of tangled limbs on the bed, sleep threatening to overcome them both. Yoohwan shifted slightly, trying to relieve some of the strain on his shoulders from his arms behind pulled back. Sense his discomfort, Junho moved to unlock the cuffs from the bed frame, but leaving them secured around each wrist.
“Hyung, why...” Yoohwan whined softly as Junho trailed kisses around the metal around each wrist.
“I still want to have more fun later, we have to test out those toys of yours still remember?” The taller man claimed the younger man’s mouth in a deep kiss before a protest could be vocalised. “Sleep, I need sleep.”
Junho rolled off the boy, laying on his side he pulled him tightly into the curve of his body. His softened erection sitting nestled between creamy white ass cheeks. He kissed the side of Yoohwan’s exposed neck, biting lightly at the sensitive spot until his mark was visible. A smile of satisfaction on his face as sleep finally claimed his senses.
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