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nc-17; suchun (junsu x yoochun); smut
a summary would kill this fic.
will be locked in twenty-four hours.
dammit. merody, you better love this. i hope. mn. . .i dunno if i like this personally. note, i don't want to give it a title. xD
the rest of the work day was spent with junsu diligently working. no breaks and no dilly-dallying, he spent the next hour and half finishing up all the documents and information he needed to. he leans back in his seat in relief and begins to clear off his desk. he grabs his briefcase and other crap before heading towards the door, shutting off the lights as he walks out of the spacious office. he waves good bye to the remaining workers before making his way down to the parking lot. getting his car, he drives off towards his home. taking off his button down shirt and remaining in a thin tank top, he parks beside yoochun's car before grabbing his keys, briefcase, and heading towards the front door.
he unlocks the door and smirks at the sight before his eyes, yoochun was currently stark naked still and on his knees. he knows good and well that he had taught yoochun well and he reached into his briefcase and pulls out the only thing that lies in there. he watches as yoochun's eyes tinkle and he smirks before reaching down and hooking the object to yoochun's collar before standing back up. he sighs contently as he hears a jingle in the air, the chain attached to yoochun's collar was an obvious sign of junsu's current charge. he leads yoochun towards the living area, making sure that yoochun crawled like the bitch he was (for now at least) and taking a seat on the couch. patting the space beside him, junsu smiles when yoochun quickly follows his order. his hand wraps around yoochun's cock and he begins stroking it roughly. he watches in humor as yoochun bites his lip to muffle his moans.
"i want to hear you, chunnie," he says softly, yoochun's moans immediately filling his eardrums, providing him with the sweetest and most gorgeous tune he's ever heard.
he speed slows up and then fastens, only to repeat the process over and over until he has yoochun writhing beneath him, a sign of begging without voicing it. he wants to see if yoochun actually remembers their rules and gives in to the other's begging, stroking him faster and harder. he watches yoochun tense and shudder as he cums harshly on his lower body and junsu's hand. eyes glazed over in anger, junsu wipes his hand off before tugging on the chain roughly, a gasp escapes yoochun, who had barely recovered from the aftershocks of pleasure.
"did you just cum without permission?" junsu growls out, hardly giving yoochun anytime to respond before he's dragging yoochun into their bedroom.
he locks leather leg cuffs around yoochun's ankles, before tying yoochun's hands together. he smirks at how delectable yoochun looks as he circles the other. he turns away from yoochun to choose his choice of punishment before finally deciding on the leather whip. his eyes glaze over in sadistic lust as he rubs the leather across his skin. he reaches over and roughly grabs yoochun's hair, bringing his head back.
"do you know what you've done wrong?" he asks dangerously dark.
"n-ne. i came without permission. . ."
"do you remember what the punishment was for cumming without permission?"
"twenty whippings."
"good. . .now count."
the first lash has yoochun screaming in pain, the second is just as bad as the first, but as he nears the tenth one, yoochun's cock has returned to it's full potential and he's arching into every lash. junsu continues his whippings, the next ten turning yoochun's ass a dark red. he traces yoochun's body with the leather whip and slowly lifts the other's head to look him in the eye.
"next time, you'll remember the rules. . .won't you?"
"yes. . ."
"yes, who?"
"yes, master. . ."
"good."
he tosses the whip across the room, sinking to his knees. taking in as much of yoochun as he possibly can, he maneuvers his head up and down slowly, wanting to savor yoochun's taste.
"m-master. . ."
"mm?" the vibrations making yoochun groan in pleasure.
"f-fuck me. . ."
"not yet," he says, the words muffled by the mouthful.
his teeth graze yoochun as he pulls away completely. he unties yoochun from everything and makes sure to catch the other before he can hit the ground.
"on the bed. hands and knees. now," seven words whispered with such finality and yoochun wobbles over to the bed as quick as he can.
somehow, between the time he unlocked yoochun and the time it took yoochun to get to the bed, junsu managed to strip down. he takes sometime to stare at yoochun's form: sweaty, needy, wanting. taking his time, junsu strokes himself leisurely as he watches yoochun's body quake in anticipation.
"ma-master. . .p-please."
"please what?"
"please fuck me. please give me what i've been waiting for all day. make me beg for more. make me scream your name until all i'm waking the entire neighborhood. please, gods, just fuck me."
not wanting to prolong it any longer, junsu slides into yoochun, filling him to the hilt and making them both let out sounds of pleasure. fucking yoochun with as much force and speed as he could muster, junsu grips the skinny hips hard enough to bruise and groans as yoochun's warmth pulls him closer and closer to the edge. he changes angles just as he wraps a hand around yoochun's cock and the stimulation is too much for yoochun.
"m-master. . ."
"cum," he whispers and yoochun cums.
yoochun is barely done cumming when junsu fills him to the brim, even some cum dripping back out and onto the bed. they both cum the hardest they've came in a long time.
pulling out yoochun slowly, junsu allows the other male to cuddle up to him and close his eyes.
"junsu. . .i hope you realize, it's my turn next time."
nc-17; suchun (junsu x yoochun); smut
a summary would kill this fic.
will be locked in twenty-four hours.
dammit. merody, you better love this. i hope. mn. . .i dunno if i like this personally. note, i don't want to give it a title. xD
the rest of the work day was spent with junsu diligently working. no breaks and no dilly-dallying, he spent the next hour and half finishing up all the documents and information he needed to. he leans back in his seat in relief and begins to clear off his desk. he grabs his briefcase and other crap before heading towards the door, shutting off the lights as he walks out of the spacious office. he waves good bye to the remaining workers before making his way down to the parking lot. getting his car, he drives off towards his home. taking off his button down shirt and remaining in a thin tank top, he parks beside yoochun's car before grabbing his keys, briefcase, and heading towards the front door.
he unlocks the door and smirks at the sight before his eyes, yoochun was currently stark naked still and on his knees. he knows good and well that he had taught yoochun well and he reached into his briefcase and pulls out the only thing that lies in there. he watches as yoochun's eyes tinkle and he smirks before reaching down and hooking the object to yoochun's collar before standing back up. he sighs contently as he hears a jingle in the air, the chain attached to yoochun's collar was an obvious sign of junsu's current charge. he leads yoochun towards the living area, making sure that yoochun crawled like the bitch he was (for now at least) and taking a seat on the couch. patting the space beside him, junsu smiles when yoochun quickly follows his order. his hand wraps around yoochun's cock and he begins stroking it roughly. he watches in humor as yoochun bites his lip to muffle his moans.
"i want to hear you, chunnie," he says softly, yoochun's moans immediately filling his eardrums, providing him with the sweetest and most gorgeous tune he's ever heard.
he speed slows up and then fastens, only to repeat the process over and over until he has yoochun writhing beneath him, a sign of begging without voicing it. he wants to see if yoochun actually remembers their rules and gives in to the other's begging, stroking him faster and harder. he watches yoochun tense and shudder as he cums harshly on his lower body and junsu's hand. eyes glazed over in anger, junsu wipes his hand off before tugging on the chain roughly, a gasp escapes yoochun, who had barely recovered from the aftershocks of pleasure.
"did you just cum without permission?" junsu growls out, hardly giving yoochun anytime to respond before he's dragging yoochun into their bedroom.
he locks leather leg cuffs around yoochun's ankles, before tying yoochun's hands together. he smirks at how delectable yoochun looks as he circles the other. he turns away from yoochun to choose his choice of punishment before finally deciding on the leather whip. his eyes glaze over in sadistic lust as he rubs the leather across his skin. he reaches over and roughly grabs yoochun's hair, bringing his head back.
"do you know what you've done wrong?" he asks dangerously dark.
"n-ne. i came without permission. . ."
"do you remember what the punishment was for cumming without permission?"
"twenty whippings."
"good. . .now count."
the first lash has yoochun screaming in pain, the second is just as bad as the first, but as he nears the tenth one, yoochun's cock has returned to it's full potential and he's arching into every lash. junsu continues his whippings, the next ten turning yoochun's ass a dark red. he traces yoochun's body with the leather whip and slowly lifts the other's head to look him in the eye.
"next time, you'll remember the rules. . .won't you?"
"yes. . ."
"yes, who?"
"yes, master. . ."
"good."
he tosses the whip across the room, sinking to his knees. taking in as much of yoochun as he possibly can, he maneuvers his head up and down slowly, wanting to savor yoochun's taste.
"m-master. . ."
"mm?" the vibrations making yoochun groan in pleasure.
"f-fuck me. . ."
"not yet," he says, the words muffled by the mouthful.
his teeth graze yoochun as he pulls away completely. he unties yoochun from everything and makes sure to catch the other before he can hit the ground.
"on the bed. hands and knees. now," seven words whispered with such finality and yoochun wobbles over to the bed as quick as he can.
somehow, between the time he unlocked yoochun and the time it took yoochun to get to the bed, junsu managed to strip down. he takes sometime to stare at yoochun's form: sweaty, needy, wanting. taking his time, junsu strokes himself leisurely as he watches yoochun's body quake in anticipation.
"ma-master. . .p-please."
"please what?"
"please fuck me. please give me what i've been waiting for all day. make me beg for more. make me scream your name until all i'm waking the entire neighborhood. please, gods, just fuck me."
not wanting to prolong it any longer, junsu slides into yoochun, filling him to the hilt and making them both let out sounds of pleasure. fucking yoochun with as much force and speed as he could muster, junsu grips the skinny hips hard enough to bruise and groans as yoochun's warmth pulls him closer and closer to the edge. he changes angles just as he wraps a hand around yoochun's cock and the stimulation is too much for yoochun.
"m-master. . ."
"cum," he whispers and yoochun cums.
yoochun is barely done cumming when junsu fills him to the brim, even some cum dripping back out and onto the bed. they both cum the hardest they've came in a long time.
pulling out yoochun slowly, junsu allows the other male to cuddle up to him and close his eyes.
"junsu. . .i hope you realize, it's my turn next time."