Not So Lucky Part 4
Male reader X HoMin fanfic
Rating: NC-17 for some shit you didn't even know you needed in your life.
When day turns to night and the uneventful takes a nosedive into realms unimaginable, you find that the world is a lot more complicated, and deadly, than you had ever previously realized.
This fanfic is for entertainment purposes only and does not reflect my personal views of the subjects themselves.
-Dedicated to S
Perhaps it was out of your fear of these two, or the raw emotions of that fear colliding with the fact that your heart was about to give up this fight from the stress, but you didn’t want to try running again. You certainly didn’t want to eat door again, and seriously, your boner was giving you some trouble that you didn’t think you could afford in this situation. What the fuck though?
There was a part of you that had a thing for guys. You had acted on it on numerous occasions, and had even recognized the fluidity of your sexuality despite your preference for the female form. It’s just when so blatantly confronted by it from two immortals that could very easily beat the living shit out of you (in the very least), you couldn’t help but feel frustrated and guilty. At this point, your hands were shaking and a cold sweat had started forming at your temples and down the base of your back. Were you really ready for this?
Yunho’s hand responded to your fears with a few well-placed pumps. You moaned like a whore right into his mouth. So much for that. After a few more teasing massages down your shaft, Yunho pulled his hand out of your pants, kissed you one last time (after reveling in the fact that you for one reason or another had begun kissing him back), and looked into your face. You stared back with a mixture of shame and desire, but Yunho obviously started picking up on your nerves (and your lust now throbbing through your rock solid hard-on in your pants). And suddenly, he began to softly pull away.
Changmin huffed out in disappointment, “Hurry up. I want to see him naked.” That’s when Yunho’s split second of hesitation turned ice cold in his now deadened eyes, Numbly, he tore you off of the wall to stand in front of Changmin, planting his body once more into the curvature of your body at the back. His cock on your ass again did nothing to abate both your nerves and the blood rushing into the solid thickness plastered down your thigh in your jeans. Your stress then took a thunderous tilt as you saw Changmin unbuttoning his own black dress shirt with a smirk. His chest looked far too inviting for someone who could potentially drain you dry.
Astonishingly, your cock twitched at the thought.
“Come now…” Yunho said with his sinfully hot breath on your ear once more, “this is the fun part.” And with that, both of his hands smoothed up your broad chest to the torn part of your white t-shirt that he had made when feeding on you. Carefully and cleanly, he ripped through the center of the shirt like a ship through calm water, until your entire bare abdomen was exposed to Changmin’s stunned delight.
“Now would you look at that? Baby boy’s got himself a California washboard.” Internally you almost chuckled at the comment. Externally, a shiver overtook your shoulders as your nipples hardened from the exposure, and the freezing quality of Yunho’s fingers smoothing off the torn shirt from your body. When you were fully shirtless, Yunho pulled off of you to unbutton his own before returning his ice-cold skin to the heat of your chiseled back, alternatively sending fire down your legs.
As Changmin gently removed his own shirt, smoothing his muscular arms from the fabric with a slight feline shrug, his eyes closed for the briefest of moments in pleasure from the action. However, soon enough, those dark eyes pierced right back into yours, causing yet another wave of this new-found pleasure to throb through the meat in your boxer briefs.
No more thoughts of escaping came to your mind at this point. Not after Changmin began walking towards you with lust written in his eyes, and on the tongue that darted across his plump lips. And especially not after Yunho smoothed his artful fingers down to your straining zipper.
With a jolt of heat twitching through your hips you thought ‘Yes. By now, you are definitely ready for this.’
Chapter 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9(Conclusion)
Rating: NC-17 for some shit you didn't even know you needed in your life.
When day turns to night and the uneventful takes a nosedive into realms unimaginable, you find that the world is a lot more complicated, and deadly, than you had ever previously realized.
This fanfic is for entertainment purposes only and does not reflect my personal views of the subjects themselves.
-Dedicated to S
Perhaps it was out of your fear of these two, or the raw emotions of that fear colliding with the fact that your heart was about to give up this fight from the stress, but you didn’t want to try running again. You certainly didn’t want to eat door again, and seriously, your boner was giving you some trouble that you didn’t think you could afford in this situation. What the fuck though?
There was a part of you that had a thing for guys. You had acted on it on numerous occasions, and had even recognized the fluidity of your sexuality despite your preference for the female form. It’s just when so blatantly confronted by it from two immortals that could very easily beat the living shit out of you (in the very least), you couldn’t help but feel frustrated and guilty. At this point, your hands were shaking and a cold sweat had started forming at your temples and down the base of your back. Were you really ready for this?
Yunho’s hand responded to your fears with a few well-placed pumps. You moaned like a whore right into his mouth. So much for that. After a few more teasing massages down your shaft, Yunho pulled his hand out of your pants, kissed you one last time (after reveling in the fact that you for one reason or another had begun kissing him back), and looked into your face. You stared back with a mixture of shame and desire, but Yunho obviously started picking up on your nerves (and your lust now throbbing through your rock solid hard-on in your pants). And suddenly, he began to softly pull away.
Changmin huffed out in disappointment, “Hurry up. I want to see him naked.” That’s when Yunho’s split second of hesitation turned ice cold in his now deadened eyes, Numbly, he tore you off of the wall to stand in front of Changmin, planting his body once more into the curvature of your body at the back. His cock on your ass again did nothing to abate both your nerves and the blood rushing into the solid thickness plastered down your thigh in your jeans. Your stress then took a thunderous tilt as you saw Changmin unbuttoning his own black dress shirt with a smirk. His chest looked far too inviting for someone who could potentially drain you dry.
Astonishingly, your cock twitched at the thought.
“Come now…” Yunho said with his sinfully hot breath on your ear once more, “this is the fun part.” And with that, both of his hands smoothed up your broad chest to the torn part of your white t-shirt that he had made when feeding on you. Carefully and cleanly, he ripped through the center of the shirt like a ship through calm water, until your entire bare abdomen was exposed to Changmin’s stunned delight.
“Now would you look at that? Baby boy’s got himself a California washboard.” Internally you almost chuckled at the comment. Externally, a shiver overtook your shoulders as your nipples hardened from the exposure, and the freezing quality of Yunho’s fingers smoothing off the torn shirt from your body. When you were fully shirtless, Yunho pulled off of you to unbutton his own before returning his ice-cold skin to the heat of your chiseled back, alternatively sending fire down your legs.
As Changmin gently removed his own shirt, smoothing his muscular arms from the fabric with a slight feline shrug, his eyes closed for the briefest of moments in pleasure from the action. However, soon enough, those dark eyes pierced right back into yours, causing yet another wave of this new-found pleasure to throb through the meat in your boxer briefs.
No more thoughts of escaping came to your mind at this point. Not after Changmin began walking towards you with lust written in his eyes, and on the tongue that darted across his plump lips. And especially not after Yunho smoothed his artful fingers down to your straining zipper.
With a jolt of heat twitching through your hips you thought ‘Yes. By now, you are definitely ready for this.’
Chapter 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9(Conclusion)