Jealousy (One-Shot)
Title: Jealousy
Pairing: Mir/Joon (in that order)
Disclaimer: If they were mine then...*nosebleed*
Summary: For the mblaq meme! They requested...
Who I want: Mir/Joon (in that order)
What I want: It's kinda based on idol army (ep 8?) where Mir gets close with Nana and Joon got jealous? 8D They end up having rough make-up sex with Mir tied up and Joon doing everything
Preferred rating: NC-17? :D
Joon saw it. He saw Nana. He saw Mir. He saw them together, and he did not like it. Mir was HIS and his alone. Mir knew it and all of MBLAQ knew it. Heck, he was even pretty sure Rain knew it of all people. And yet there he was flirting with Nana like it was Joon himself!
While he didn’t want to admit it aloud, Joon knew he was jealous. He was jealous of the way Mir looked at Nana, the way he walked with Nana, the way he talked with Nana - in short, everything. He is Mir’s and Mir is his. That’s the way it should be. Mir should know that all too well. . .
It was as if a light bulb went off in Joon’s head.
~~~
Filming was over and Mir was sleeping soundly until he heard a noise. He woke up and tried to sit up but he found he couldn’t. His wrists and ankles were tied to the bedpost. Although it was dark in the room, he could make out Joon hovering above him. “Joon, what are you doing?” He sounded more annoyed then curious, but he didn’t mean for it to sound like that. He just wanted to go back to sleep; they were going to have a tough schedule tomorrow after all.
“So you’re not realizing?” Joon sounded hurt. Mir was sure if the lights were on, he’d see Joon saddened, his face taut and his eyes shifting. Mir raised an eyebrow, and Joon lost it, “You were all over that Nana person today! How could you?!” Mir was surprised at the…vulnerability of Joon all of a sudden. “Joon,” Mir breathed, “Don’t worry. It was only for the show. You know I love you and you only.” In normal situations this was when Mir kissed Joon, but that was out of the question. He couldn’t even pull himself up onto his elbows.
“You really…don’t like her?” Mir responded to Joon because frantically shaking his head. “Not at all. You’re the only one for me.” He hoped he sounded as sincere as he felt. He really was. “I love you Joon.” He was sure Joon smiled. “Now can you please untie me? I’m thinking my wrists are gonna fall off…”
He heard a laugh. “Not yet, Mir.” He sounded giggly and this scared Mir. Joon was never giggly and when he was, he had something up his sleeve. He was scared and yet excited. That was also when he realized that he was naked.
It was then that Joon kissed him, gentle and shy, but Mir didn’t want that. Mir pushed up into the kiss, trying to obtain dominance. Before he could, Joon began to work his way down, licking and sucking at his neck, a pert nipple, his abs, and finally…
Mir groaned when Joon planted a kiss on his half-hard erection. He was hesitant at first, but then he began to lick the tip, the vein, and he eventually took it into his mouth. Watching Joon do this made Mir more aroused; he could feel Joon’s tongue working his cock, the tip already swirling with pre-cum. He wanted to grab Joon’s hair, but the ropes wouldn’t give any. Instead, he just writhed in the pleasure.
“God Joon I wanna…” “Fuck me now?” When Joon finished his sentence, Mir’s cock twitched. Now Joon was looking at him while stroking him slowly. Mir could only nod. Joon brought his fingers to his mouth and began to suck on them, and Mir knew what that meant. He wanted in on the action but he couldn’t move. All he could do was watch.
Joon brought his wet fingers to his entrance and slowly pushed in, moaning at the stretch. Mir pulled at his bonds, wanting to ravish the older boy, but the dancer had tied them too well, and they wouldn’t budge. He could see sweat glistening on Joon’s skin, running down his honey abs. To him, it really did look like honey.
Joon now had three fingers stretching him, and Joon’s face and chest were a light pink color. Mir couldn’t think he could get any harder, his erection still dripping with pre-cum. Then Joon took his fingers out and hovered his entrance above Mir’s cock. Mir wanted to grab his hips and slam him down and ravage him senseless. He cursed the ropes. Joon looked at him, gave him a smile, and impaled himself onto Mir.
Both boys groaned with ecstasy. Joon was still unbelievably tight, and while he wanted to move, he waited for Joon. It wasn’t long before Joon pushed himself back up and slammed himself back down, eliciting more groans. Now Mir was thrusting up against him, and Joon was matching his thrusts. Joon’s cock was also red and spilling pre-cum. Again, he wanted to stroke him off, but he couldn’t.
It was like Joon read his mind. Even in his haze, he managed to undo one of the ropes on Mir’s hand, allowing him access. Instantly, Mir began to stroke Joon in time with their thrusts. Joon groaned and his insides clenched on Mir, making him moan in return.
First, Joon came, spilling over Mir’s hand and stomach. Some of it grazed Joon’s chin. Then when Joon’s passage became impossibly tight, Mir came, releasing into his older lover. Joon fell on top of his lover, exhausted. Mir licked away some of the come that was on his chin.
“Do you feel better now?” Mir knew he did. Joon nodded and replied, “Yeah. Just don’t flirt with girls so much, even when it’s for a show.” Mir laughed.
“If I get this kind of reaction every time, I think I might.”
Pairing: Mir/Joon (in that order)
Disclaimer: If they were mine then...*nosebleed*
Summary: For the mblaq meme! They requested...
Who I want: Mir/Joon (in that order)
What I want: It's kinda based on idol army (ep 8?) where Mir gets close with Nana and Joon got jealous? 8D They end up having rough make-up sex with Mir tied up and Joon doing everything
Preferred rating: NC-17? :D
Joon saw it. He saw Nana. He saw Mir. He saw them together, and he did not like it. Mir was HIS and his alone. Mir knew it and all of MBLAQ knew it. Heck, he was even pretty sure Rain knew it of all people. And yet there he was flirting with Nana like it was Joon himself!
While he didn’t want to admit it aloud, Joon knew he was jealous. He was jealous of the way Mir looked at Nana, the way he walked with Nana, the way he talked with Nana - in short, everything. He is Mir’s and Mir is his. That’s the way it should be. Mir should know that all too well. . .
It was as if a light bulb went off in Joon’s head.
~~~
Filming was over and Mir was sleeping soundly until he heard a noise. He woke up and tried to sit up but he found he couldn’t. His wrists and ankles were tied to the bedpost. Although it was dark in the room, he could make out Joon hovering above him. “Joon, what are you doing?” He sounded more annoyed then curious, but he didn’t mean for it to sound like that. He just wanted to go back to sleep; they were going to have a tough schedule tomorrow after all.
“So you’re not realizing?” Joon sounded hurt. Mir was sure if the lights were on, he’d see Joon saddened, his face taut and his eyes shifting. Mir raised an eyebrow, and Joon lost it, “You were all over that Nana person today! How could you?!” Mir was surprised at the…vulnerability of Joon all of a sudden. “Joon,” Mir breathed, “Don’t worry. It was only for the show. You know I love you and you only.” In normal situations this was when Mir kissed Joon, but that was out of the question. He couldn’t even pull himself up onto his elbows.
“You really…don’t like her?” Mir responded to Joon because frantically shaking his head. “Not at all. You’re the only one for me.” He hoped he sounded as sincere as he felt. He really was. “I love you Joon.” He was sure Joon smiled. “Now can you please untie me? I’m thinking my wrists are gonna fall off…”
He heard a laugh. “Not yet, Mir.” He sounded giggly and this scared Mir. Joon was never giggly and when he was, he had something up his sleeve. He was scared and yet excited. That was also when he realized that he was naked.
It was then that Joon kissed him, gentle and shy, but Mir didn’t want that. Mir pushed up into the kiss, trying to obtain dominance. Before he could, Joon began to work his way down, licking and sucking at his neck, a pert nipple, his abs, and finally…
Mir groaned when Joon planted a kiss on his half-hard erection. He was hesitant at first, but then he began to lick the tip, the vein, and he eventually took it into his mouth. Watching Joon do this made Mir more aroused; he could feel Joon’s tongue working his cock, the tip already swirling with pre-cum. He wanted to grab Joon’s hair, but the ropes wouldn’t give any. Instead, he just writhed in the pleasure.
“God Joon I wanna…” “Fuck me now?” When Joon finished his sentence, Mir’s cock twitched. Now Joon was looking at him while stroking him slowly. Mir could only nod. Joon brought his fingers to his mouth and began to suck on them, and Mir knew what that meant. He wanted in on the action but he couldn’t move. All he could do was watch.
Joon brought his wet fingers to his entrance and slowly pushed in, moaning at the stretch. Mir pulled at his bonds, wanting to ravish the older boy, but the dancer had tied them too well, and they wouldn’t budge. He could see sweat glistening on Joon’s skin, running down his honey abs. To him, it really did look like honey.
Joon now had three fingers stretching him, and Joon’s face and chest were a light pink color. Mir couldn’t think he could get any harder, his erection still dripping with pre-cum. Then Joon took his fingers out and hovered his entrance above Mir’s cock. Mir wanted to grab his hips and slam him down and ravage him senseless. He cursed the ropes. Joon looked at him, gave him a smile, and impaled himself onto Mir.
Both boys groaned with ecstasy. Joon was still unbelievably tight, and while he wanted to move, he waited for Joon. It wasn’t long before Joon pushed himself back up and slammed himself back down, eliciting more groans. Now Mir was thrusting up against him, and Joon was matching his thrusts. Joon’s cock was also red and spilling pre-cum. Again, he wanted to stroke him off, but he couldn’t.
It was like Joon read his mind. Even in his haze, he managed to undo one of the ropes on Mir’s hand, allowing him access. Instantly, Mir began to stroke Joon in time with their thrusts. Joon groaned and his insides clenched on Mir, making him moan in return.
First, Joon came, spilling over Mir’s hand and stomach. Some of it grazed Joon’s chin. Then when Joon’s passage became impossibly tight, Mir came, releasing into his older lover. Joon fell on top of his lover, exhausted. Mir licked away some of the come that was on his chin.
“Do you feel better now?” Mir knew he did. Joon nodded and replied, “Yeah. Just don’t flirt with girls so much, even when it’s for a show.” Mir laughed.
“If I get this kind of reaction every time, I think I might.”