[ficlet] mirotic
Title: Mirotic
Pairings: Junsu/Seungri
Rating: NC-17
Genre: smut
Beta: a_knot ♥
A/N: for darknessgryphon who inspired me and applesu who said, "write it!" ♥
Summary: Seungri jerks off to Junsu in Mirotic MV.
Seungri would rather die than admit that DBSK’s new Mirotic MV is killing him. Last night Jiyong hyung made him confess that he was actually one of the many fans anticipating their comeback. Sure, he’s actually not that embarrassed about it because he’s been a Kim Junsu fan boy for a while. But this music video was finally sending him over the edge.
After dinner, he locks himself in his room and the video seduces him all over again. His eyes are quick to notice Junsu in leather pants and a clean wife beater, showing off his toned arms. And then he starts to dance.
Seungri whimpers at the sight, Junsu might as well be naked. He definitely knows how to dance; top flying to expose his chest as he moves across the floor.
“Fucking tease,” he glances at Junsu’s eyes, luring him in.
What is love? What! It's now meant by the Red Ocean
I'm breakin' my rules again, you know it's getting boring
Even if you're hurt a bit, it's okay.
Seungri leans back into his chair, legs spread apart. A moan escapes when he starts to palm his thighs and the hard on pressing against his pants. He tells himself ‘no’, but he really doesn’t have time to debate. With eyes still glued to the monitor, he begins to tuck a few fingers inside.
The magnae bites his lips, brows curving in light sweat. His heart beats rapidly from excitement and fear. Poor boy, almost chokes when he sees Junsu’s face again, this time fingers already curling around his erection.
A deep shade of blush decorates his face; images of Junsu’s lips around his cock invade his mind. Seungri is already pumping himself from the thought, thumb stroking over the swollen head a few times.
“Hah, ah…” his breathing comes hard as he continues to make out Junsu. His idol dances between green lasers, body curling erotically. The brimming pleasure makes him groan, he slides from the chair and onto the floor. He can’t, can’t look at Junsu like this anymore. Seungri swears he will come from watching him dance like that.
His arm rests on the seat of the chair, forehead leaning over it, and his other hand still stroking at a quick pace. Seungri had imagined sex with Junsu many times and how damn good it would have felt.
Like right now, Junsu’s hand is squeezing him tight. His organ is so hot and hard inside that palm.
“Junsu, Junsu…” he calls out in lust, quite lost in ecstasy.
But Junsu doesn’t respond, instead he just smiles whilst continuing to rub his length. “So good,” he hums deeply, tongue running across his lips. So fucking good. Seungri falls into deep bliss, pleasure rippling throughout his body and mind.
Something hot nestles inside his stomach and Seungri cries, “Junsu, I’m going to come.” His eyes are pleading the older man, wanton moans spilling from his lips as he fucks himself into Junsu’s hand.
Seungri tenses, and then lets everything go. His whole body shudders from the orgasm and he can feel his own seeds shooting hot streams onto his hand.
Mirotic is still on auto replay behind him.
Pairings: Junsu/Seungri
Rating: NC-17
Genre: smut
Beta: a_knot ♥
A/N: for darknessgryphon who inspired me and applesu who said, "write it!" ♥
Summary: Seungri jerks off to Junsu in Mirotic MV.
Seungri would rather die than admit that DBSK’s new Mirotic MV is killing him. Last night Jiyong hyung made him confess that he was actually one of the many fans anticipating their comeback. Sure, he’s actually not that embarrassed about it because he’s been a Kim Junsu fan boy for a while. But this music video was finally sending him over the edge.
After dinner, he locks himself in his room and the video seduces him all over again. His eyes are quick to notice Junsu in leather pants and a clean wife beater, showing off his toned arms. And then he starts to dance.
Seungri whimpers at the sight, Junsu might as well be naked. He definitely knows how to dance; top flying to expose his chest as he moves across the floor.
“Fucking tease,” he glances at Junsu’s eyes, luring him in.
What is love? What! It's now meant by the Red Ocean
I'm breakin' my rules again, you know it's getting boring
Even if you're hurt a bit, it's okay.
Seungri leans back into his chair, legs spread apart. A moan escapes when he starts to palm his thighs and the hard on pressing against his pants. He tells himself ‘no’, but he really doesn’t have time to debate. With eyes still glued to the monitor, he begins to tuck a few fingers inside.
The magnae bites his lips, brows curving in light sweat. His heart beats rapidly from excitement and fear. Poor boy, almost chokes when he sees Junsu’s face again, this time fingers already curling around his erection.
A deep shade of blush decorates his face; images of Junsu’s lips around his cock invade his mind. Seungri is already pumping himself from the thought, thumb stroking over the swollen head a few times.
“Hah, ah…” his breathing comes hard as he continues to make out Junsu. His idol dances between green lasers, body curling erotically. The brimming pleasure makes him groan, he slides from the chair and onto the floor. He can’t, can’t look at Junsu like this anymore. Seungri swears he will come from watching him dance like that.
His arm rests on the seat of the chair, forehead leaning over it, and his other hand still stroking at a quick pace. Seungri had imagined sex with Junsu many times and how damn good it would have felt.
Like right now, Junsu’s hand is squeezing him tight. His organ is so hot and hard inside that palm.
“Junsu, Junsu…” he calls out in lust, quite lost in ecstasy.
But Junsu doesn’t respond, instead he just smiles whilst continuing to rub his length. “So good,” he hums deeply, tongue running across his lips. So fucking good. Seungri falls into deep bliss, pleasure rippling throughout his body and mind.
Something hot nestles inside his stomach and Seungri cries, “Junsu, I’m going to come.” His eyes are pleading the older man, wanton moans spilling from his lips as he fucks himself into Junsu’s hand.
Seungri tenses, and then lets everything go. His whole body shudders from the orgasm and he can feel his own seeds shooting hot streams onto his hand.
Mirotic is still on auto replay behind him.