Sungmin’s Fifty
Title: Sungmin’s Fifty
Author: lovekibummie
Pairing: KyuMin
Rating: R
Genre: Romance, Smut, Crack
Warning: Spoilers if you haven’t read Fifty Shades
Summary: Kyumin read Fifty Shades
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Beta: ailaling1017
A/N: Okay now, I don’t know if Fifty Shades has been translated to Korean or not, but let’s just assume that they understand the book okay?
A/N2: belated #joyday to everyone! i tried, i really tried to finish this before the 13th or the same day but yeah, i fail... -.- anyway... trying my luck with this fic. i know it's not incest and someone (ehem wifee) just told me that my name is somewhat linked to 'kyumin incest' so sorry to disappoint.
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“Good morning Miss Lee,” Kyuhyun hums in my ears, kissing the top of my head and slowly prying himself from my arms. I love waking up like this. When I open my eyes, the sun is already settled on its place, its brightness making its way inside our shared room, signaling me to start moving as we will be having a scheduled activity before lunch and… Wait! What? Did Kyuhyun just say Miss Lee? What the hell! Was I just regarded as a girl again?
I sat up and immediately looked for my lover to ask him what he just meant earlier, only to be taken aback when his PJs drop on the floor. “Admiring the view now, aren’t you Miss Lee?” I blink. He called me ‘Miss Lee’ again. Why? And this seems so familiar, I wonder why.
Kyuhyun marches towards the bed where I’m still sitting confused by his actions and of course, distracted from the beautiful sight in front of me. He grins and sits at the side of the bed, lifting my chin so he can plant a soft and chaste kiss on my lips. “Miss Lee, you really smell nice.” There’s the ‘Ms. Lee’ again.
“Why do you keep calling me Miss Lee?” I finally ask, now waiting in anticipation for this evil maknae’s answer.
He returns in front of our wardrobe, grabbing a blue V neck shirt and the tight jeans I gave him on his 23rd birthday. He looks hot in those by the way. “Why Miss Lee,” Kyuhyun starts, jolting me out of my fantasy of messing with those tight jeans. “do you prefer being called Miss Steele, or perhaps Mrs. Grey?”
I gasp.
My inner goddess eyes widens in sheer horror.
What!
Did I just think that I have an inner goddess?
Holy cow!
What!
Oh, crap. I’m doomed.
Kyuhyun smiles sheepishly, astonished as to how my expression changed from ‘good morning’ to ‘bad morning’, yes, this is totally bad.
Oh no, I should have known. I should have known that he will get back at me when I didn’t listen to his pleas for me to sleep early. Instead of sleeping beside him on bed, I continued to read this erotic trilogy fic ‘Fifty Shades’ for the past two weeks. But seriously, how can you stop reading it when Christian keeps on beating the living daylights out of Ana.
Hey, I’m not mad at him when keeps on playing his damn Star Craft until dawn. My subconscious approvingly nods at me. Oh my, I really have a subconscious now. Oh wait, will this mean that we will do all those kinky fuckery from the book? My mind suddenly swells with lascivious thoughts, ‘Playroom’, ‘elevator’, ‘foyer’, ‘cuffs’, ‘jet’ & oh ‘car.’
Absentmindedly, I blush. I shook my head, trying to shoo away those thoughts - those insanely hot thoughts.
“Miss Lee, why are you still flaunting your naked body in bed? Get up now, we have an early morning taping, or…”
Or?
“…you want to be punished first before you move your lazy but sexy ass?” His gaze turns dark, pulling me deeper into those eyes. Damn, he’s only staring at me, why do I feel bothered? Why do I feel like a pang of desire is suddenly rushing all throughout my body?
I abruptly leap towards our shared wardrobe and hurriedly wear one of the shirts on top, not minding if it’s Kyuhyun’s or not. It’s conjugal property anyway.
“Oh, good morning Kate, and to you too brother, Lelliot.” I dashed outside our room just in time to witness the exchange of confused looks by Hyukkie and Donghae.
“Who did he call Kate & Lelliot?” I asked them. They are seated on the floor playing some card games but I bet it’s not just that, considering the small tinge of red in Hyukkie’s cheeks.
“He called Hyuk Kate, and me Lelliot. What does it mean anyway?”
Oh! He even remembers that part where Elliot was called Lelliot. He really did read the book! That's why he was able to made a connection, I laugh.
Kyuhyun was already seated at the far end of our dining table when I reached the kitchen. I sat beside him, staring at him intently, as if staring will give me some answers of what he’s trying to do. He looks at my side and smiles. Thank goodness he’s going to talk now. “Good thing I don’t need to force you to eat. You’re very healthy Miss Lee.”
I roll my eyes.
I gasp, remembering what rolling eyes means in the book. I slowly face Kyuhyun, only to be welcomed by his heated gaze. “Did you just roll your eyes?” He’s not going to do what will happen next in the book right? I ask my inner goddess, but she just rolled her eyes at me too. What now? He’s not going to use his twitching palm to spank me right?
He smiles. “Oh yes, I will.”
Did he just read what’s on my mind?
“No I didn’t, it’s just that your face shows it all, just like Mrs. Grey.”
Will he really spank me? Will it hurt like when Ana went away from Christian? Or will it be pleasurable like in the other parts of the story? I shift uncomfortably away from his scrutinizing look. He must not see my face, or else he might read what I’m thinking. He might sense that I’m actually aroused at the thought of his palms spanking my ass.
The man spanking me in my thoughts carefully brushes the hair beside my ears and whispers seductively. “I know what you want Miss Lee.” Oh shoot.
“Sungmin, Kyuhyun, you ready?” Leeteuk interrupts. My inner goddess sighs loudly as she finally slumps back to her chair. Oh my! Did I just think that I have an inner goddess again? And it’s ‘goddess’ not ‘god.’ I’m an absolute disaster.
“Morning Carrick, morning Grace!” Kyuhyun greeted cheerfully, while Kangin & Leeteuk hyung looks at each other, mirroring their bewildered faces.
“Morning Kyuhyun! Morning Minnie Hyung!” Ryeowook chimes in with Yesung beside him.
Kyuhyun nods and continues to eat his pancakes. I stare at him with anticipation. I wonder what he will name Wook and Yesung. And as if on cue, he leans in slightly, murmuring: “Ryeowook’s Mia and Yesung’s Ethan, though I bet Eunhyuk wouldn’t want Yesung hyung to be his brother. Just saying, I thought you might be curious.” He winks.
What happened to snarky Kyuhyun?
On my last slice of pancake, Siwon walks in, completely drenched from his morning exercises with Shindong behind him while talking on the phone, Nari maybe?
“Hi there Flynn! Taylor.” My fifty excitedly waves at the two. Earlier he’s seducing me, and now he’s cheery again? He really is mercurial - just like Christian Grey. And there you go, Kyuhyun’s characters of Fifty Shades, he really thought about this, didn’t he? I wonder what he will call Heechul hyung if he’s not on his duty right now.
Just right after I finished my breakfast, my phone starts to buzz. I shrug. Who would call me so early in the morning anyway? Not unless I asked them to call to remind me of something. Oh shit, that must be it. I quickly fish my phone out of my pockets.
It’s Jungmo.
“Who is it?” Kyuhyun calmly asks as he drains his glass of water.
I smirk. Two can play at the game. ‘Jose.’ Since Hyuk is already Kate & Kangin hyung is already Carrick, Jungmo would be the only suitable candidate left to play Jose.
“Jose” I mouths, earning a tight look from my fifty.
My subconscious victoriously does consecutive backflips when I saw the outrage in Kyuhyun's eyes. I smile. I just hope this will not backfire on me.
"Mo, I almost forgot..." I animatedly talk with Jungmo, taking note of Kyu's reaction. I remember Jungmo asking me for his favorite pick that I accidentally brought home from our last jamming session. Jungmo called me yesterday, telling me that I can bring it to our taping today since he will be on the same building.
When my call ended, my lover is already on his feet towards the bathroom. Oh. I love jealous!Kyu.
All the way to the studio, my fifty remains passive at my side. Did I overdo it? But Jungmo is just my friend. And I doubt if he has feelings for me, like Jose has for Ana.
Jungmo is waiting at the lobby by the time we finished our recording. He waves at me too happily for his own good. I can feel the intense stare of my love passing through beside me. Should I continue this game? My subconscious shrugs and grabs her lemonade placed next to her chair and returned to reading her book entitled: “How to Make Your Man Jealous.” I hope she can share some of the information in there.
“Minnie!” He called me by my pet name! Jungmo approaches me with all smiles.
I search for his guitar pick inside my wallet. I glance shortly at Kyuhyun. I slowly lift my hands, debating with the goddess within me whether I should let our hands linger or I hand it abruptly and return to my fifty’s side. I glimpse at him momentarily and his eyes are almost burning Jungmo’s hand.
I’ve tried.
I’ve really tried.
I really don’t want to make him jealous but the pressure is too overwhelming. I took Jungmo’s hand and gave back his pick, lingering for a few seconds. And then, oh shit! I snatch my hand right away and walk back to him the moment I saw the anger in his eyes. His knuckles are almost white from gripping his backpack strap. I can imagine Jungmo’s frown, but I don’t want to think about it this time since I’ve got my hands full with dealing with my fifty first.
Carefully, I lift my head to face Kyuhyun’s wrath. “Washroom. Now.” He snarls. Oh my, what now?
We walked towards the wash room silently, I, glancing at my sides to look for the rest of the members. They might be in the car now. We’ve agreed that we’ll all have a drink to celebrate Kangin hyung’s return. Well, maybe not all of us, Hyuk will have his soda.
The washrooms in the studios are surely deserted at this time of day. Not wasting any second, Kyuhyun pins me on the wall. “What were you doing earlier, Miss Lee?” He dangerously hissed at my ears.
“Kyu, I didn’t…”
“Oh yes, you did.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Are you, now?”
He releases his firm grip on my wrists to fish something out of his bag. “Turn around,” he says breathily.
“Turn around now!” He commands adamantly. I turn to face the wall even though I’m freaking curious to see what he is getting from his bag.
Seconds after, I feel Kyuhyun’s breath hovering on my neck. Hmmm, how I love the feel of his breathing against me. “Take off your pants Miss Lee, as well as your underwear,” he whispers huskily, then nips on my ear.
I unbutton my pants shakily, tensed and excited at the same time. My moans fill the corners of the washroom when Kyuhyun licks the length of my neck. “Hmmm… “ I hum.
“Miss Lee, your underwear. Take it off now,” he demanded again. I slowly lower my boxer briefs, letting them join my pants which were pooling at the floor. “That’s better.”
Something’s on my butt. I yell on the inside. I’m so hot right now. I don’t know whether it’s because of Kyuhyun’s jealousy, his role playing game earlier, or from the fear of someone finding us in this indecent situation. “Oh Min,” he groans, shifting our position so I can feel his desire in his pants.
“You’ve been very bad, Min. I so want to punish you. And I will.”
Kyuhyun cups my chin to make me look sideways and I shudder at the view of what he is holding.
“Familiar, isn’t it?” Oh fuck yes, those are the same silver balls I imagined while reading that part in the book. How did he get one?
“Oh, the security just handed me the package earlier when we went out of the dorm.”
He’s reading my mind again.
“No I’m not; I told you, I’m not a mind reader,” he grins and places the silver balls just in front of my face. “I think you know what you should do with this, don’t you Miss Lee?”
I nod.
Oh damn, of course I do! I slowly open my mouth to suck on the metal touching my lips. This is so freaking erotic. I didn’t know that I’ll get to taste what Ana tasted. I play with the balls in my mouth, I suck, I lick, I twirl my tongue all over it, making it wet without losing in the staring world cup I’m currently playing with Kyuhyun.
He sighs loudly as I have all the balls inside my mouth now with the tip of his thumb. I don’t know how I did it, but I’m so thankful I managed it.
Once the metal balls are all wet and our breathing began to become ragged, Kyuhyun kneels, just right there, facing my ass. He blows right on my puckered hole and my body shakes with desire, and lust, and love.
Holy cow!
I gasp, feeling one of the balls being pushed inside of me. Maybe it’s not that bad that Kyuhyun read it. I move my ass to get familiar with this different feeling. On the second anal bead, my body is already writhing. This is torture. “Please,” I mouth. My cock is already straining hard with precum leaking at its head. I want Kyuhyun now.
“No,” he answers at the same time he pushes the third ball in. Damn, how many balls did I suck earlier? Frustration runs through my body, I so want him now.
It hurts. I want a release now. Oh how did Ana manage to overcome this frustration? “Kyu, fuck me now please,” I plead blatantly. But instead of listening to my pleas, he inserts another bead, what’s the count now? I forgot. I totally forgot. My mind is so full of frustration; I can’t even hear anything but our panting.
“Ugghhh…” I cry as he licks the anal bead just right at the entrance of my hole. “Kyu, love, please…”
He grins; I can feel his grin on my buttcheek! “Here’s the last bead.” He informs me. And he spanks me just right after all the beads are seated in. It moved inside of me and… crap!
My inner goddess fans herself to prevent herself from burning. This is totally hot. I hear Kyuhyun unbuckling his belt, and I almost sigh loudly in relief as Kyuhyun pushes his hard cock inside of me, only to be stopped by the anal beads.
He pulls himself out and thrusts in. Only his head was able to penetrate inside of me. The silver balls are moving up and down my insides, messing with my already messy consciousness even more. After a few more languid strokes, Kyuhyun whispers: “There, all in.”
I widen my eyes in horror, when I realize what he plans to do exactly. No. No no no no! He can’t leave me like this. And when I look at him over my shoulders, his pants are already zipped, though his hard-on is still a bit visible and his face. Damn that look on his face!
“No you wouldn’t!” I stare blankly at Kyuhyun while he returns it with a wicked smile.
“Oh yes, I would.”
I was about to complain further when I hear Leeteuk hyung looking for us just outside the wash room. I hurriedly put on my boxer briefs and my pants, moaning as the beads continue to roll.
“Oh there you are!” Leeteuk hyung said in relief once he saw us inside the washroom.
Kyuhyun walks beside me and presses his finger on my butt. “Sungmin hyung said he needs to pee, so we went here first.”
“Oh, let’s go, everyone is in the car already.”
I force a smile. This is going to be a long night.
“Elevator?” Kyuhyun grins.
Oh my fifty.
I scowl.
“Laters Baby” He grins wickedly.
Author: lovekibummie
Pairing: KyuMin
Rating: R
Genre: Romance, Smut, Crack
Warning: Spoilers if you haven’t read Fifty Shades
Summary: Kyumin read Fifty Shades
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Beta: ailaling1017
A/N: Okay now, I don’t know if Fifty Shades has been translated to Korean or not, but let’s just assume that they understand the book okay?
A/N2: belated #joyday to everyone! i tried, i really tried to finish this before the 13th or the same day but yeah, i fail... -.- anyway... trying my luck with this fic. i know it's not incest and someone (ehem wifee) just told me that my name is somewhat linked to 'kyumin incest' so sorry to disappoint.
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“Good morning Miss Lee,” Kyuhyun hums in my ears, kissing the top of my head and slowly prying himself from my arms. I love waking up like this. When I open my eyes, the sun is already settled on its place, its brightness making its way inside our shared room, signaling me to start moving as we will be having a scheduled activity before lunch and… Wait! What? Did Kyuhyun just say Miss Lee? What the hell! Was I just regarded as a girl again?
I sat up and immediately looked for my lover to ask him what he just meant earlier, only to be taken aback when his PJs drop on the floor. “Admiring the view now, aren’t you Miss Lee?” I blink. He called me ‘Miss Lee’ again. Why? And this seems so familiar, I wonder why.
Kyuhyun marches towards the bed where I’m still sitting confused by his actions and of course, distracted from the beautiful sight in front of me. He grins and sits at the side of the bed, lifting my chin so he can plant a soft and chaste kiss on my lips. “Miss Lee, you really smell nice.” There’s the ‘Ms. Lee’ again.
“Why do you keep calling me Miss Lee?” I finally ask, now waiting in anticipation for this evil maknae’s answer.
He returns in front of our wardrobe, grabbing a blue V neck shirt and the tight jeans I gave him on his 23rd birthday. He looks hot in those by the way. “Why Miss Lee,” Kyuhyun starts, jolting me out of my fantasy of messing with those tight jeans. “do you prefer being called Miss Steele, or perhaps Mrs. Grey?”
I gasp.
My inner goddess eyes widens in sheer horror.
What!
Did I just think that I have an inner goddess?
Holy cow!
What!
Oh, crap. I’m doomed.
Kyuhyun smiles sheepishly, astonished as to how my expression changed from ‘good morning’ to ‘bad morning’, yes, this is totally bad.
Oh no, I should have known. I should have known that he will get back at me when I didn’t listen to his pleas for me to sleep early. Instead of sleeping beside him on bed, I continued to read this erotic trilogy fic ‘Fifty Shades’ for the past two weeks. But seriously, how can you stop reading it when Christian keeps on beating the living daylights out of Ana.
Hey, I’m not mad at him when keeps on playing his damn Star Craft until dawn. My subconscious approvingly nods at me. Oh my, I really have a subconscious now. Oh wait, will this mean that we will do all those kinky fuckery from the book? My mind suddenly swells with lascivious thoughts, ‘Playroom’, ‘elevator’, ‘foyer’, ‘cuffs’, ‘jet’ & oh ‘car.’
Absentmindedly, I blush. I shook my head, trying to shoo away those thoughts - those insanely hot thoughts.
“Miss Lee, why are you still flaunting your naked body in bed? Get up now, we have an early morning taping, or…”
Or?
“…you want to be punished first before you move your lazy but sexy ass?” His gaze turns dark, pulling me deeper into those eyes. Damn, he’s only staring at me, why do I feel bothered? Why do I feel like a pang of desire is suddenly rushing all throughout my body?
I abruptly leap towards our shared wardrobe and hurriedly wear one of the shirts on top, not minding if it’s Kyuhyun’s or not. It’s conjugal property anyway.
“Oh, good morning Kate, and to you too brother, Lelliot.” I dashed outside our room just in time to witness the exchange of confused looks by Hyukkie and Donghae.
“Who did he call Kate & Lelliot?” I asked them. They are seated on the floor playing some card games but I bet it’s not just that, considering the small tinge of red in Hyukkie’s cheeks.
“He called Hyuk Kate, and me Lelliot. What does it mean anyway?”
Oh! He even remembers that part where Elliot was called Lelliot. He really did read the book! That's why he was able to made a connection, I laugh.
Kyuhyun was already seated at the far end of our dining table when I reached the kitchen. I sat beside him, staring at him intently, as if staring will give me some answers of what he’s trying to do. He looks at my side and smiles. Thank goodness he’s going to talk now. “Good thing I don’t need to force you to eat. You’re very healthy Miss Lee.”
I roll my eyes.
I gasp, remembering what rolling eyes means in the book. I slowly face Kyuhyun, only to be welcomed by his heated gaze. “Did you just roll your eyes?” He’s not going to do what will happen next in the book right? I ask my inner goddess, but she just rolled her eyes at me too. What now? He’s not going to use his twitching palm to spank me right?
He smiles. “Oh yes, I will.”
Did he just read what’s on my mind?
“No I didn’t, it’s just that your face shows it all, just like Mrs. Grey.”
Will he really spank me? Will it hurt like when Ana went away from Christian? Or will it be pleasurable like in the other parts of the story? I shift uncomfortably away from his scrutinizing look. He must not see my face, or else he might read what I’m thinking. He might sense that I’m actually aroused at the thought of his palms spanking my ass.
The man spanking me in my thoughts carefully brushes the hair beside my ears and whispers seductively. “I know what you want Miss Lee.” Oh shoot.
“Sungmin, Kyuhyun, you ready?” Leeteuk interrupts. My inner goddess sighs loudly as she finally slumps back to her chair. Oh my! Did I just think that I have an inner goddess again? And it’s ‘goddess’ not ‘god.’ I’m an absolute disaster.
“Morning Carrick, morning Grace!” Kyuhyun greeted cheerfully, while Kangin & Leeteuk hyung looks at each other, mirroring their bewildered faces.
“Morning Kyuhyun! Morning Minnie Hyung!” Ryeowook chimes in with Yesung beside him.
Kyuhyun nods and continues to eat his pancakes. I stare at him with anticipation. I wonder what he will name Wook and Yesung. And as if on cue, he leans in slightly, murmuring: “Ryeowook’s Mia and Yesung’s Ethan, though I bet Eunhyuk wouldn’t want Yesung hyung to be his brother. Just saying, I thought you might be curious.” He winks.
What happened to snarky Kyuhyun?
On my last slice of pancake, Siwon walks in, completely drenched from his morning exercises with Shindong behind him while talking on the phone, Nari maybe?
“Hi there Flynn! Taylor.” My fifty excitedly waves at the two. Earlier he’s seducing me, and now he’s cheery again? He really is mercurial - just like Christian Grey. And there you go, Kyuhyun’s characters of Fifty Shades, he really thought about this, didn’t he? I wonder what he will call Heechul hyung if he’s not on his duty right now.
Just right after I finished my breakfast, my phone starts to buzz. I shrug. Who would call me so early in the morning anyway? Not unless I asked them to call to remind me of something. Oh shit, that must be it. I quickly fish my phone out of my pockets.
It’s Jungmo.
“Who is it?” Kyuhyun calmly asks as he drains his glass of water.
I smirk. Two can play at the game. ‘Jose.’ Since Hyuk is already Kate & Kangin hyung is already Carrick, Jungmo would be the only suitable candidate left to play Jose.
“Jose” I mouths, earning a tight look from my fifty.
My subconscious victoriously does consecutive backflips when I saw the outrage in Kyuhyun's eyes. I smile. I just hope this will not backfire on me.
"Mo, I almost forgot..." I animatedly talk with Jungmo, taking note of Kyu's reaction. I remember Jungmo asking me for his favorite pick that I accidentally brought home from our last jamming session. Jungmo called me yesterday, telling me that I can bring it to our taping today since he will be on the same building.
When my call ended, my lover is already on his feet towards the bathroom. Oh. I love jealous!Kyu.
All the way to the studio, my fifty remains passive at my side. Did I overdo it? But Jungmo is just my friend. And I doubt if he has feelings for me, like Jose has for Ana.
Jungmo is waiting at the lobby by the time we finished our recording. He waves at me too happily for his own good. I can feel the intense stare of my love passing through beside me. Should I continue this game? My subconscious shrugs and grabs her lemonade placed next to her chair and returned to reading her book entitled: “How to Make Your Man Jealous.” I hope she can share some of the information in there.
“Minnie!” He called me by my pet name! Jungmo approaches me with all smiles.
I search for his guitar pick inside my wallet. I glance shortly at Kyuhyun. I slowly lift my hands, debating with the goddess within me whether I should let our hands linger or I hand it abruptly and return to my fifty’s side. I glimpse at him momentarily and his eyes are almost burning Jungmo’s hand.
I’ve tried.
I’ve really tried.
I really don’t want to make him jealous but the pressure is too overwhelming. I took Jungmo’s hand and gave back his pick, lingering for a few seconds. And then, oh shit! I snatch my hand right away and walk back to him the moment I saw the anger in his eyes. His knuckles are almost white from gripping his backpack strap. I can imagine Jungmo’s frown, but I don’t want to think about it this time since I’ve got my hands full with dealing with my fifty first.
Carefully, I lift my head to face Kyuhyun’s wrath. “Washroom. Now.” He snarls. Oh my, what now?
We walked towards the wash room silently, I, glancing at my sides to look for the rest of the members. They might be in the car now. We’ve agreed that we’ll all have a drink to celebrate Kangin hyung’s return. Well, maybe not all of us, Hyuk will have his soda.
The washrooms in the studios are surely deserted at this time of day. Not wasting any second, Kyuhyun pins me on the wall. “What were you doing earlier, Miss Lee?” He dangerously hissed at my ears.
“Kyu, I didn’t…”
“Oh yes, you did.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Are you, now?”
He releases his firm grip on my wrists to fish something out of his bag. “Turn around,” he says breathily.
“Turn around now!” He commands adamantly. I turn to face the wall even though I’m freaking curious to see what he is getting from his bag.
Seconds after, I feel Kyuhyun’s breath hovering on my neck. Hmmm, how I love the feel of his breathing against me. “Take off your pants Miss Lee, as well as your underwear,” he whispers huskily, then nips on my ear.
I unbutton my pants shakily, tensed and excited at the same time. My moans fill the corners of the washroom when Kyuhyun licks the length of my neck. “Hmmm… “ I hum.
“Miss Lee, your underwear. Take it off now,” he demanded again. I slowly lower my boxer briefs, letting them join my pants which were pooling at the floor. “That’s better.”
Something’s on my butt. I yell on the inside. I’m so hot right now. I don’t know whether it’s because of Kyuhyun’s jealousy, his role playing game earlier, or from the fear of someone finding us in this indecent situation. “Oh Min,” he groans, shifting our position so I can feel his desire in his pants.
“You’ve been very bad, Min. I so want to punish you. And I will.”
Kyuhyun cups my chin to make me look sideways and I shudder at the view of what he is holding.
“Familiar, isn’t it?” Oh fuck yes, those are the same silver balls I imagined while reading that part in the book. How did he get one?
“Oh, the security just handed me the package earlier when we went out of the dorm.”
He’s reading my mind again.
“No I’m not; I told you, I’m not a mind reader,” he grins and places the silver balls just in front of my face. “I think you know what you should do with this, don’t you Miss Lee?”
I nod.
Oh damn, of course I do! I slowly open my mouth to suck on the metal touching my lips. This is so freaking erotic. I didn’t know that I’ll get to taste what Ana tasted. I play with the balls in my mouth, I suck, I lick, I twirl my tongue all over it, making it wet without losing in the staring world cup I’m currently playing with Kyuhyun.
He sighs loudly as I have all the balls inside my mouth now with the tip of his thumb. I don’t know how I did it, but I’m so thankful I managed it.
Once the metal balls are all wet and our breathing began to become ragged, Kyuhyun kneels, just right there, facing my ass. He blows right on my puckered hole and my body shakes with desire, and lust, and love.
Holy cow!
I gasp, feeling one of the balls being pushed inside of me. Maybe it’s not that bad that Kyuhyun read it. I move my ass to get familiar with this different feeling. On the second anal bead, my body is already writhing. This is torture. “Please,” I mouth. My cock is already straining hard with precum leaking at its head. I want Kyuhyun now.
“No,” he answers at the same time he pushes the third ball in. Damn, how many balls did I suck earlier? Frustration runs through my body, I so want him now.
It hurts. I want a release now. Oh how did Ana manage to overcome this frustration? “Kyu, fuck me now please,” I plead blatantly. But instead of listening to my pleas, he inserts another bead, what’s the count now? I forgot. I totally forgot. My mind is so full of frustration; I can’t even hear anything but our panting.
“Ugghhh…” I cry as he licks the anal bead just right at the entrance of my hole. “Kyu, love, please…”
He grins; I can feel his grin on my buttcheek! “Here’s the last bead.” He informs me. And he spanks me just right after all the beads are seated in. It moved inside of me and… crap!
My inner goddess fans herself to prevent herself from burning. This is totally hot. I hear Kyuhyun unbuckling his belt, and I almost sigh loudly in relief as Kyuhyun pushes his hard cock inside of me, only to be stopped by the anal beads.
He pulls himself out and thrusts in. Only his head was able to penetrate inside of me. The silver balls are moving up and down my insides, messing with my already messy consciousness even more. After a few more languid strokes, Kyuhyun whispers: “There, all in.”
I widen my eyes in horror, when I realize what he plans to do exactly. No. No no no no! He can’t leave me like this. And when I look at him over my shoulders, his pants are already zipped, though his hard-on is still a bit visible and his face. Damn that look on his face!
“No you wouldn’t!” I stare blankly at Kyuhyun while he returns it with a wicked smile.
“Oh yes, I would.”
I was about to complain further when I hear Leeteuk hyung looking for us just outside the wash room. I hurriedly put on my boxer briefs and my pants, moaning as the beads continue to roll.
“Oh there you are!” Leeteuk hyung said in relief once he saw us inside the washroom.
Kyuhyun walks beside me and presses his finger on my butt. “Sungmin hyung said he needs to pee, so we went here first.”
“Oh, let’s go, everyone is in the car already.”
I force a smile. This is going to be a long night.
“Elevator?” Kyuhyun grins.
Oh my fifty.
I scowl.
“Laters Baby” He grins wickedly.